Bootstrap wept, not with joy, but with relief. "And you, my son? What of you?"
He saw Jack Sparrow nearby, holding the chest. He saw Elizabeth fighting off crewmen. He saw Jones throw his father aside like a ragdoll. And then, he saw the heart. It lay exposed in the open chest, beating slowly.
Davy Jones stumbled back, looking down at his chest. He fell, tumbling over the side of the ship into the maelstrom below.