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: Ever since LeChuck got a hold of your diary, he's really had it in for you. Voodoo Lady
: The dread-pirate LeChuck is not one for nuances. You know this, Guybrush. Guybrush Threepwood
: Back on Flotsam, though, he seemed pretty convinced you were evil. Voodoo Lady
: What else happened "back on Flotsam"? Did he not slaughter you and your friend Morgan LeFlay in cold blood? LeChuck is mad, as usual. I do not blame him for his anger towards me, or towards you. It is expected and beyond his control. Guybrush Threepwood
: You're saying LeChuck is just being LeChuck? Voodoo Lady
: Go now, find your body. Find a way for your spirit to possess it. But remember, rebinding a soul to a body is not as simple as taking yourself over - you're rebelling against the natural state of things and the universe will push back. Once you have possessed your body, you'll have to find a more permanent way to bind it to your soul. I recommend Mix n' Mojo brand Spirit Gum. It can create a powerful spiritual bond that will bring your restless spirit and body together in harmony. It's also delicious! It comes in lemon, cherry, and mutton flavors.
: [Talking through a dead seagull
] Hello, Guybrush. Guybrush Threepwood
] Ah! You can do that too? Voodoo Lady
: I'm sorry, but I must still conceal my whereabouts and communicate through the vessels of nature's works. Guybrush Threepwood
: You picked a dead seagull? Voodoo Lady
: A perfect place to go unnoticed. Guybrush Threepwood
: I can't help but think the advantages of flight could be more useful.
: What the heck am I, anyway? I feel one step removed from a zombie. Voodoo Lady
: You are no stranger to the reanimation of corpses. You are now familiar with the form that LeChuck has known so well. Guybrush Threepwood
: So you're saying I'm a zombie. Voodoo Lady
: Defining such states is folly in the realm of Voodoo... Guybrush Threepwood
] I'm a zombie. Voodoo Lady
: If you insist.
: [Last lines
] So, my child. Have you done as I asked? Morgan LeFlay
: I have.
[She puts the screaming green essence of LeChuck in a bottle down on a yable
] Morgan LeFlay
: Now, for your end of the deal. Voodoo Lady
: Yes, your actions have influenced your fate. I will allow your ghostly form to return to the physical realm to carry on as a fearsome pirate hunter. Morgan LeFlay
: Ghost Pirate Hunter, Morgan LeFlay. I think I'm going to enjoy this. Voodoo Lady
: Perhaps. You have chosen your own fate. Now go! There is much work to be done before the tides of destiny shift again...
: I am one gifted with the Second Sight, adept at manipulating the forces of nature for the benefit of all who enter my door. Guybrush Threepwood
: You're a fashion consultant? Voodoo Lady
: Well... yes, but that's not what I was referring to. I am a Voodoo Priestess. Guybrush Threepwood
: Neat. Voodoo Lady
: You're an "autumn," by the way.
: You've got to come! You're my only hope! Voodoo Lady
: No, Guybrush. There is another.
: I want to know more about variable-rate mortgages. Voodoo Lady
: Bad idea. Though attractive to the first-time homeowner, the rate reacts wildly to fluctuations in the market and can work against the buyer over time. You're best off starting with a 20 percent down payment and a variable-rate mortgage, then refinancing at a fixed rate after one or two years, as the market warrants. Guybrush Threepwood
: Could you repeat that? Voodoo Lady
: I want to know more about a career in TV and VCR repair. Voodoo Lady
: So you want to make more money? Guybrush Threepwood
: Sure, we all do! Voodoo Lady
: Stick to pirating.
: Tell me more about this locket. Voodoo Lady
: It was given to me by my... friend... Coronado De Cava. Guybrush Threepwood
: Why do you keep putting dramatic pauses around "friend?" Was Coronado-? Voodoo Lady
: Yes, he was my boyfriend. Guybrush Threepwood
: Icky! Voodoo Lady
: We met in the Jerkbait Islands many years ago. I fell in love with his treasure hunting mind and his beautiful eyes. He fell in love with my voodoo charms and my supple... Guybrush Threepwood
: [sticks fingers in ears
] La-la-la-la-la-la! Not listening! Voodoo Lady
: [Inaudible until Guybrush pulls his fingers out of his ears
] -like a volcano! But after several months of ocean-steaming passion, our love cooled after he became obsessed with the myth of La Esponja Grande. When we parted, he gave me that locket. Guybrush Threepwood
: Sad... and disquietingly graphic.
: Y'know, you've been helping me out for years, and I still don't know your name! Voodoo Lady
: Names have power, Guybrush Threepwood. Only a fool willingly gives it away. Guybrush Threepwood
: Does MY name have power? Voodoo Lady
: Er, um, sure, why not?
: I met Coronado De Cava. Voodoo Lady
: My beloved! How was he? Guybrush Threepwood
: Mad. Bipolar. Life ruined. Just another pawn sacrificed in your theater of the damned. Voodoo Lady
: I never meant to cause him harm. Guybrush Threepwood
, Voodoo Lady
: Sure you didn't. C'mon, admit it. You were manipulating Coronado. Voodoo Lady
: Coronado was never touched by my Voodoo... even though he sometimes begged to be. Guybrush Threepwood
: Uh, I'm not sure we're talking about the same thing anymore, so I'll just shut up.