Guybrush Threepwood:
That's the second biggest monkey head I've ever seen!

Herman Toothrot:
Hey, I remember where I left my pants!

Guybrush Threepwood:
Elaine can't marry LeChuck; she's already married!

Reverend Rasputin:
The first church of LeChuck (orthodox) doesn't recognize Elaine's blasphemous marriage to the ... Anti-LeChuck.

Guybrush Threepwood:
Who?

Reverend Rasputin:
The evil Anti-LeChuck, "He-Whose-Name-Must-Not-Be-Spoken".

Guybrush Threepwood:
Guybrush Threepwood?

Reverend Rasputin:
Ack, you said the name! Blasphemer!

Guybrush Threepwood:
I'M the Anti-LeChuck?

Reverend Rasputin:
Hahahaha. Don't be silly. The Anti-LeChuck is three meters tall, has a prehensile tail, a forked tongue, and the number "1138" stamped on his forehead.

Guybrush Threepwood:
I find it hard to believe that the SCUMM Bar is owned by someone named I. Cheese.

Guybrush Threepwood:
Pick up the moon? Are you nuts?

Dainty Lady Figurehead:
Okay! Who painted me pink?

Guybrush:
You could get fired if people found out you posed for that picture

Guybrush:
I'd rather not know

Guybrush:
Ozzie! I had a feeling you were working for LeChuck

Guybrush:
Well that makes me feel better...

Guybrush Threepwood:
That pig-shaped bush frightens and confuses me.