Jack: That's the one! Parlay! Parlay!
Pintel: Parlay?! Damn to the depths what ever mutton head thought of parlay!
Jack: French. Latin based of course. Inventors of mayonnaise!
Pintel: I like mayonnaise!
Jack: Shame about the French, really. Obsessed with raisins. Humiliated grapes, really.... think about it.
Pintel: Don't know...
Jack: Terrific singers, the French. *snip snip!* Eunuchs, all of 'em.
Pirate: That's not right...
Pintel: I used to date a eunuch.
Jack: ...I'll get me coat.
Ahh, improv. And I did have a fangirl moment on hearing Johnny mention the raisins...
(Yes, I know that's not really how the French spell parlay... but they're clearly all eunuchs, so what does it matter? =P)