"If you need help with the first part of the game…" You sounded so bored, but of course you had the luxury of being bored-you knew all the answers. Finally you sighed, "Monkey Island," and I pressed the number. My hands were shaking as I dialled the number, then a recorded voice played down the phone, "Welcome to the helpline for LucasArts games." You started reeling off names of games, and OH MY GOD THERE WERE SO MANY GAMES. She had two daughters, one a teen, the other not far off, and this was the golden age of the landline-can you blame her? The telephone bill that my mum had begun going through with a highlighter, asking my sister and I to explain the numbers she didn't recognize. But it was a premium number, and I knew it would show up on the telephone bill. I stared at it, I couldn't believe it-this would make everything so much easier. And there it was, at the back of the installation booklet, written very small: your telephone number. It was after one such occasion I started rifling through the box the game had come in, desperate now, hoping maybe there would be some sort of cheat sheet. The solution would always be something that worked because of a pun, or was the punch line to a joke-something I would never have been able to work out for myself.īut sometimes even he couldn't remember the solution. Inevitably, I would just keep trudging around the forest until the next time I was sat in my parents' friends' study, when I could quiz their son on what to do next. He was so nice, now we have to buy ourselves a ship.I wanted to reason with him, to bargain. Wow, what a helpful and insightful salesman. But I can't guarantee that any of these ships will! I don't want you to feel pressured or anything.Īnd here's something else to remember me by. Nothing wrong with being indecisive.Īctually, I'd like to go think about it some more. Hmm, guess we're going to have to pass on that second pool. If you've got a job, the storekeeper in town might extend you some credit. You wouldn't happen to have any OTHER means of finance would you?Īctually, I was hoping to get one on credit. Is it one of those rubber chickens with the pulley in the middle? I already got one of those. We're talking two hundred feet of ocean going decadence. We're talking rotating ballroom! We're talking heated crow's nest. We're talking two pools, one indoor, one outdoor. We're talking fifteen state-rooms, a fireplace in every one. I've got JUST the boat for you! Walk this way. Hey it's nice to meet a man who appreciates quality. suddenly have to urge to buy the most expensive ship he has. I've got something for everyone! Come take a look around! But I KNOW you're going to leave here happy today. I want to make a deal that YOU'RE happy with. And I'd stand on my head to make you a deal! What sort of craft are you looking for? Big? Little? Fast? Slow? We better run as fast as we can to the shipyard and beg to purchase a ship! Make sure it's locked up tight.Īlright, we still need crew members, but my copy of "Stan's Financial Times" says that ship prices have hit an all-time low, and could increase by 635% any second now. Kinda makes you wish you were there to watch.Īh.yessir. Oooh, if I could actually see this dramatic and important plot related scene right now I would be so mad. At this very moment he's twenty feet under water. Guybrush Threepwood will not be a problem. I just stopped by to congratulate you on your successful kidnapping mission.Īh yes, the prisoner.
Okay, let's get the fuck out of here before he starts doing that tattoo thing again. Part 17: Stan's Previously Owned Shipwrecks
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