[Know who else shouldn't be allowed any more booze? This pirate. Unfortunately it is messing with his sense of self-preservation, as are other circumstances in his life at the moment. So when Jack spots Smoker as he rolls along through town, his first instinct is to make a very rude gesture at the large, pirate-hating man.]

'Allo, Smokey! Heard your message before! I like the idea of it: permanent justice. Sounds lovely! How's that horrid tapeworm of yours, eh?