There's nothing to be done: Jones is dead, and Will -- his son, his brave son, here because he made a promise -- is dying. Jack Sparrow is watching in silence; Elizabeth is kneeling by his side, in tears; and neither of them is doing anything at all, because there's nothing to be done.

No, that's not quite right. There's one thing.

Bootstrap's hand wraps around his knife and pulls it out of the railing.