--The Curse of Monkey Island.Murray: BOO!
Guybrush: Oh, it's just you again.
Murray: Just your most terrifying image of evil revisited!
Guybrush: Yeah, right.
Murray: I bring you warning from the infernal realms... do not go farther into the swamp! Turn back! Turn back! Darkness will envelop you! Bwahahahahahaha!
Guybrush: How'd you get all the way up there?
Murray: Through sheer force of will.
Guybrush: Uh huh.
Murray: Alright, it was a bunch of those weird voodoo kids. They found me on shore and put me on top of this spike, all the time thinking they were SOO funny.
Guybrush: Do you need me to help you down?
Murray: Help?! I need no help from you foolish mortals! I am Murray! The all-powerful demonic skull!
Guybrush: Okay, just thought I'd ask.
Murray: Don't get me wrong; I do appreciate the offer.
Guybrush: What are you doing up there?
Murray: I am standing as a testament...
Murray: ...hanging as a testament to the power of the forces of Evil that will one day claim victory over the entire earth!
Guybrush: How long are you going to keep doing that?
Murray: As long as it takes!
Guybrush: Must get pretty dull up there, I suppose.
Murray: Never! The powers of darkness are never dull! We will one day prove that... ...oh, who am I trying to fool? I'm bored out of my skull. Figuratively speaking, of course.
Guybrush: You seem restless.
Murray: Oh, I don't know. It's just that not many people come through this swamp.
Guybrush: What would you rather be doing?
Murray: I need to be out among the lesser people, terrifying them and causing pain and misery!
Guybrush: That would make you happy?
Murray: Yes, happy, in a dark, demonic way.
Guybrush: Do you know anything about lifting curses?
Murray: Oh, right, I know a lot about lifting curses! That's why I'm a disembodied talking skull sitting on top of a spike in the middle of a swamp!
Guybrush: You seem bitter.
Murray: I'm sorry. It's been a rough day.