Part 25: Under The Sea

Look at that smug little shit, taunting my fragile ego.




Fuck you buddy.




Oh I could never stay mad at you.




Hey there little guy, you want a banana?




Well, guess we'll need to use the banana in a completely arbitrary fashion then.






Yeah. That made sense.




Oh well.




It seems a little much, but just you watch, I bet there'll be a use for a comatose monkey somewhere around here.



Go ahead and take my entertainment. Thanks for nothing buddy.



My pleasure.




Now then, we needed to acquire ourselves 6000 pieces of eight for a ship charter.




I can't quite put my finger on it, but something tells me that we can get precisely that amount for this plaque here.


I'm not interested.


What do you mean? It's worth a mint!


For a lump of pus on a shingle?


That's not just any lump of pus.


Oh yeah? What's so special about it?


It's made out of rare, ecologically safe materials.


Really!? That would make it very valuable. And I do like bronze anyway. I'll give you 6000 pieces o' eight for it.



Wow, really, that much? This is all such a shock.




Now, before we set off, let's have a quick look at where that Mad Monkey sank.







Great! My fee is 6000 pieces of eight.


Okay, I'll pay the 6000 pieces of eight.


You've chartered yourself a ship. Are you ready to leave now?


Yeah, I'm hot to find the wreck of the Mad Monkey!


Have you got a course planned or anything?


I can show you where I want to go on this map that Captain Dread gave me.





I paid 6000 pieces of eight for this... thing aren't I awesome.



What now?


I'll dive in and look for the sunken galleon.


Are you sure you can swim?


Hey, I can hold my breath for ten minutes!



Hah, can Guybrush Threepwood swim? She has no idea with whom she's dealing.




A mere ruptured spleen is no match for me!




Perfect entry, minimal splash, I give it an 8.5.




Points lost for the girlish squealing at the cold.






Jesus Christ how deep is this anyway?




Wait, I could've sworn that was something over...




Something funny is going on here...




Hm, guess it was just my imagination...




Aha! We have arrived.




And there's the figurehead.




But I'm having way too much fun down here, besides I've got a good ten minutes of air, what could go wrong?






...Only friend-ly crustaceans under the seeeea!




Oh shit!












Perfect dismount!



The galleon is here! I'll dive in again.




No fucking around this time.




In and out, one minute.






Going up.





Let's head back to Booty Island.




Be sure to tell any friends you have about Capsize Charters. See you around the turnpike.



This monkey head is pissing off the monkey, take it away please.





I didn't think anyone would ever get the Mad Monkey's figurehead.


Can I get the map piece now?


Sure, it's yours.


Yeah! Now I've got two map pieces!





Just go have a little perusal of my ever expanding rap sheet shall we.







LeChuck sir...I just wanted to report that we've finished building that new torture chamber you requested.


Very good. Do you have anything else to report?


Ah... No... Well... There is one other small little thing.


I assume this has to do with Guybrush's capture.


Well... Sort of...


You've allowed him to find the second map piece haven't you!!




You are to ready your ship and set sail after him yerself! FIND HIM OR DIE!



Ah, here we go.




Sweet. Getting good at this whole pirating lark.