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: Jump in after her! Inigo Montoya
: I don't swim Fezzik
: I only dog paddle. Vizzini
Man in Black
: Look, are you just fiddling around with me or what? Fezzik
: I just want you to feel you're doing well.
: [pushing his way through a crowd
] Excuse me... Pardon me, please, it's important... Fezzik, please? Fezzik
: EVERYBODY MOVE!
[everybody clears a path
] Inigo Montoya
: Thank you.
: You never said anything about killing anyone. Vizzini
: I've hired you to help me start a war. It's an prestigious line of work, with a long and glorious tradition. Fezzik
: I just don't think it's right, killing an innocent girl. Vizzini
: Am I going MAD, or did the word "think" escape your lips? You were not hired for your brains, you hippopotamic land mass. Inigo Montoya
: I agree with Fezzik. Vizzini
: Oh, the sot has spoken. What happens to her is not truly your concern. I will kill her. And remember this, never forget this: when I found you, you were so slobbering drunk, you couldn't buy brandy!
[turning to Fezzik
: And YOU: friendless, brainless, helpless, hopeless! Do you want me to send you back to where you were? Unemployed, in Greenland?
: That Vizzini, he can *fuss*. Fezzik
: Fuss, fuss... I think he like to scream at *us*. Inigo Montoya
: Probably he means no *harm*. Fezzik
: He's really very short on *charm*. Inigo Montoya
: You have a great gift for rhyme. Fezzik
: Yes, yes, some of the time. Vizzini
: Enough of that. Inigo Montoya
: Fezzik, are there rocks ahead? Fezzik
: If there are, we all be dead. Vizzini
: No more rhymes now, I mean it. Fezzik
: Anybody want a peanut? Vizzini
: You be careful. People in masks cannot be trusted.
: Why won't my arms move? Fezzik
: You've been mostly-dead all day.
: Where is this Count Rugen now, so I may kill him? Fezzik
: He's in the castle with the prince. But the castle gate is guarded by thirty men. Inigo Montoya
: How may do you think you could handle? Fezzik
: I don't think more than ten.
: Inigo? Inigo Montoya
: What? Fezzik
: I hope we win.
: Oh, what I wouldn't give for a holocaust cloak. Inigo Montoya
: There, we cannot help you. Fezzik
: Will this do? Inigo Montoya
: Where did you get that? Fezzik
: At Miracle Max's. It fits so nice, he said I could keep it.
: We face each other as God intended. Sportsmanlike. No tricks, no weapons, skill against skill alone. Man in Black
: You mean, you'll put down your rock and I'll put down my sword, and we'll try and kill each other like civilized people? Fezzik
: I could kill you now. Man in Black
: Frankly, I think the odds are slightly in your favor at hand fighting. Fezzik
: It's not my fault being the biggest and the strongest. I don't even exercise.
: Who are you? Are we enemies? Why am I on this wall? Where is Buttercup? Inigo Montoya
: Let me explain.
] Inigo Montoya
: No, there is too much. Let me sum up. Buttercup is marry Humperdinck in little less than half an hour. So all we have to do is get in, break up the wedding, steal the princess, make our escape... after I kill Count Rugen. Westley
: That doesn't leave much time for dilly-dallying. Fezzik
: You just wiggled your finger. That's wonderful. Westley
: I've always been a quick healer. What are our liabilities? Inigo Montoya
: There is but one working castle gate, and... and it is guarded by 60 men. Westley
: And our assets? Inigo Montoya
: Your brains, Fezzik's strength, my steel.
: I mean, if we only had a wheelbarrow, that would be something. Inigo Montoya
: Where we did we put that wheelbarrow the albino had? Fezzik
: Over the albino, I think. Westley
: Well, why didn't you list that among our assets in the first place?
: Beat it or I'll call the Brute Squad. Fezzik
: I'm on the Brute Squad. Miracle Max
: [sees Fezzik
] You ARE the Brute Squad!
: You know, Fezzik, you finally did something right. Fezzik
: Don't worry, I won't let it go to my head.
: I am waiting for Vizzini. Fezzik
: You surely are a meanie. Fezzik
: [Inigo looks at him
] Hello. Inigo Montoya
: It's you. Fezzik
: Finish him. Finish him, your way. Fezzik
: Oh good, my way. Thank you Vizzini... what's my way? Vizzini
: Pick up one of those rocks, get behind a boulder, in a few minutes the man in black will come running around the bend, the minute his head is in view, hit it with the rock. Fezzik
: My way's not very sportsman-like.
: Why do you wear a mask? Were you burned by acid, or something like that? Man in Black
: Oh no, it's just that they're terribly comfortable. I think everyone will be wearing them in the future.
: You just shook your head... doesn't that make you happy? Westley
: My brains, his steel, and your strength against sixty men, and you think a little head-jiggle is supposed to make me happy?
: [pretending to be the Dread Pirate Roberts
] My men are here! I am here! But soon *you* will not be here!
: Where is the Man in Black?
[the Albino doesn't answer
] Inigo Montoya
: Fezzik, jog his memory. Fezzik
: [Fezzik strikes the Albino so hard it knocks him out
] Sorry, Inigo. I didn't mean to jog him so hard.
: I just figured why you give me so much trouble. Westley
: Why is that
[squashed against a rock
: do you think? Fezzik
: Well, I haven't fought one person for so long. I've been specialised in groups, battling gangs for local charities, that kind of thing. Westley
: Why should that make such a
: difference? Fezzik
: You use different moves when you're fighting half a dozen people, than when you only have to be worried about one
: Let's go. Fezzik
: Where? Inigo Montoya
: Find the man in black obviously. Fezzik
: But don't you know where he is. Inigo Montoya
: Don't bother me with trifles. After 20 years, at last my father's soul will be at peace. There will be blood tonight!
: Do you hear that, Fezzik? That is the sound of ultimate suffering. My heart made that sound when Rugen slaughtered my father. The man in black makes it now. Fezzik
: The man in black? Inigo Montoya
: His true love is marrying another tonight, so who else has the cause for ultimate suffering?
: You truly love each other? Then you might have been truly happy! No couple in a century has that chance, no matter what the storybooks say. And so I think no man in a century will suffer as greatly as you will
[Throws the lever on the Machine up to the highest setting
] Count Rugen
: Not to Fifty! Westley
: [Writhes and howls
] Inigo Montoya
: Fezzik, do you hear that? That is the sound of ultimate suffering. My heart made that sound when Count Rugen killed my father. The Man in Black makes it now. Fezzik
: The Man in Black? Inigo Montoya
: His true love is marry Prince Humperdinck tonight, so who else has cause for ultimate suffering?