ACT III, SCENE IV: Castle Elsinore
Enter Hamlet, dragging the corpse of Polonius. Enter Ghost.
GHOST: Mark me. But don’t mark me late for dinner!
HAMLET: Forsooth, don’t sneak up on me like that!
GHOST: Son, what wast that scene back there with thy mother?
HAMLET: Nothing! T’was perfectly normal! Just a normal conversation between a son trying to tell his mother, the queen, about the murther of his father, the king!
GHOST: Whilst in thy mother’s chamber? Ranting on and on about thy mother’s bed, and what she shouldst and shouldst not do in it? In graphic detail? It seems that thou wast more weirdly fixated on thy mother’s sexual relationship with thine uncle, rather than with my murder.
HAMLET: Nay, ’tis not true!
GHOST: Ghosts do not lie—thou canst see right through us! But seriously, I thinkst it’s about time for us to have a talk.