- Guybrush Threepwood: How's the body treating you?
- Murray: Remarkably well! It's only a matter of time before I gain control of my limbs.
- [evil laugh]
- Guybrush Threepwood: Oh boy, then we're in for it.
- Murray: I shall rewrite your definition of misery!
- Guybrush Threepwood: You're literate now too?
- Murray: Not completely.
- Guybrush Threepwood: Aren't you a bit like the tyrants you claim to hate?
- Bugeye: I don't appreciate your inference, sweet roll. We do everything democratically down here. Noogie, Moose and Santino carry equal weight in every decision.
- Guybrush Threepwood: How about your decision to be a jerk?
- Bugeye: No, that one's all me.
- Murray: [From a chest] Woe upon thee, foolish mortal! You have unleashed certain doom upon all your feeble fleshy kind, for the wrath of Murray shall be...
- [Guybrush quickly closes the chest]
- Murray: Very funny...
- Guybrush Threepwood: [Guybrush reopens the chest] Hi Murray!
- Murray: Threepwood! I suppose I should have expected this!
- Guybrush Threepwood: Long time no see! How did you get trapped in here?
- Murray: I'm not trapped!
- Guybrush Threepwood: Okay, what were you doing before you chose to hang out in a treasure chest inside of a manatee?
- Murray: Well, my legions of undead marines had brought an armada of Spanish clippers to their knees when a mighty tempest tossed our ship!
- Guybrush Threepwood: I don't remember hearing about any battle with the Spanish armada.
- Murray: Ha! As if we would allow a soul to live to tell the tale!
- Bugeye: The last thing this manatee needs is his sense of direction restored. We don't need to be getting to any sacred mating grounds.
- Guybrush Threepwood: Seriously. I've never seen manatees mate before, but I sure don't want to be inside one when I do.
- Guybrush Threepwood: [to Murray inside his coat] Everything okay in there?
- Murray: You've gotta get rid of this grub, I almost swallowed it!
- Guybrush Threepwood: But you can't taste anything.
- Murray: It's still disgusting!
- Guybrush Threepwood: [Upon finding a book] "Modern Torture Made Easy". Yeah, I really hate to break a sweat while breaking the wills of my enemies.
- [Looks inside]
- Guybrush Threepwood: This book is full of gut-wrenching torture techniques. Really, there's a device called the "gut-wrencher".
- Guybrush Threepwood: Mutineers of the crew of Coronado da Cava, I would like to establish, for the record, that the four of you were just man-handled by a woman. So in essence, you've been woman-handled. Which, I imagine, was not near as pleasant as it sounds.
- Guybrush Threepwood: You don't have some cockamamie plan for taking care of the Leviathan?
- Coronado De Cava: Nothing. I originally spent three months fabricating a giant manatee suitor to be piloted by a crew of fifteen men, all well learned in the ways of bestial romance, but sadly, they were lost during a trial run. Mashed like peas.
- Guybrush Threepwood: Yeesh!
- Murray: Wait until we chew through your ropes of oppression and topple your puppet regime!
- Guybrush Threepwood: Wow, Murray, you've gone political.
- Murray: I just learned all those words.
- Guybrush Threepwood: [Looking at a backscratcher in the form of a chicken foot] I hope this is what I think it is and not what I hope it isn't.
- Guybrush Threepwood: [while controlling the body of the Voodoo Lady] Marquis, you will bring me the book of the manatee language, or I'll give you an education on voodoo from the business end of a curse!
- Murray: [Upon seeing Danny Delk credited as the voice of Murray in the end credits] Wha- that's a filthy lie! This is my own voice!
- LeChuck: There's something about the open ocean that makes a man feel alive.
- Elaine Marley: I would imagine that simply having a pulse is a bit of an upgrade for you.
- Guybrush Threepwood: [after De Cava and his crew turn on Guybrush] Where's Noogie?
- Bugeye: Noogie had a hard time re-adjusting to crew-life. He wasn't ready to give up on democracy.
- Guybrush Threepwood: So he founded his own political party and sailed away peacefully?
- Bugeye: Sure. He... went to a quiet farm upstate.
- Guybrush Threepwood: You actually like these guys?
- Murray: "Like"? I like no one. But I *love* the Brotherhood! What I have here is a group of men I can mold in my own image. Their fates are tied to mine - and my fate leads to the highest throne of Hell!
- Guybrush Threepwood: [Inside the giant manatee] I'm going to find a way out of here. Preferably through the front door. Not the... ahem... service entrance.
- Reginald Van Winslow: I'll keep an eye on Miss LeFlay. If she stirs, I'll give her the old scurby buttons!
- Guybrush Threepwood: I don't wanna know what that is.
- Morgan LeFlay: Here's the plan: you charge Johnny Cirrhosis over there, and I'll jump the leader and eviscerate his vitals. The square playing the bongos shouldn't be a problem for either of us. Whoever gets to him first scores the kill. Personally, I'll be going for his throat, he looks like a biter.
- Guybrush Threepwood: I don't think that's a good idea.
- Morgan LeFlay: You're right! I'll keep my distance and shoot for an artery.
- Guybrush Threepwood: I've been doing some thinking, and I'd like to join the Democratically United Brotherhood of the Manatee Interior.
- Bugeye: Is that so?
- Guybrush Threepwood: Yep! Although I'm applying to the Oligarical Society of the Alpaca Farm as a safety.
- Guybrush Threepwood: Hey Murrah, can I interest you in this torture manual?
- Murray: Haha, I wrote the book on torture! For instance, taunting a man with his greatest desire is a good form of psychological warfare. As is a good Indian rub.
- Guybrush Threepwood: How so?
- Murray: Do you yearn to reap the incredible benefits of membership of the Brotherhood?
- Guybrush Threepwood: Sure, that'd be okay.
- Murray: Well, I'll never let you in! Ever! Does it scorch your insides, Threepwood? Does it fill you with painful sadness? And gas?
- Guybrush Threepwood: Er, something does, but I think I swallowed some bile earlier.
- Morgan LeFlay: [after exiting the giant manatee] Yuck!
- Guybrush Threepwood: That could've been worse.
- Morgan LeFlay: [Sarcastic] Really?
- Guybrush Threepwood: Just a quick trip up the blow hole.
- Morgan LeFlay: Manatees don't have blow holes.
- Guybrush Threepwood: What? Then... Oh, yeah, yuck!
- Guybrush Threepwood: [Out of breath] Horrible... teeth... gnashing... ferocious... leviathan!
- Coronado De Cava: I neglected to mention the guardian of La Esponja.
- Morgan LeFlay: What was it? A giant squid? They've been known to hunt and swallow entire corsairs!
- Guybrush Threepwood: No!
- Morgan LeFlay: [Gasps] Megalodon? Devil whale?
- Guybrush Threepwood: Worse!
- Morgan LeFlay: What then?
- Guybrush Threepwood: Female... giant... manatee!
- Coronado De Cava: The monster must be tamed, Cheapwhistle.
- Guybrush Threepwood: With what, a rolled up newspaper?
- Coronado De Cava: Taming the female is no easy task. Their fickle minds are the greatest of all riddles! Complex, confounding... beautiful.
- Guybrush Threepwood: Are we still talking about manatees?
- Guybrush Threepwood: Comfy?
- Noogie: You're a betrayer!... But do you think Morgan is still into me?
- Guybrush Threepwood: Oh yeah, definitely. See how you still have all your limbs? That means she cares.
- Marquis DeSinge: Yeeeow! Zat is the worst wedgie I have ever known! Heavens to hippos, I can practically taste my underpants!