Inigo Montoya: You are sure nobody's follow' us? Inigo Montoya: Fezzik, are there rocks ahead? Inigo Montoya: You have a great gift for rhyme. Inigo Montoya: Probably he means no *harm*.įezzik: He's really very short on *charm*. Inigo Montoya: That Vizzini, he can *fuss*.įezzik: Fuss, fuss. And remember this, never forget this: when I found you, you were so slobbering drunk, you couldn't buy Brandy! And you: friendless, brainless, helpless, hopeless! Do you want me to send you back to where you were? Unemployed in Greenland! What happens to her is not truly your concern. Vizzini: Am I going MAD, or did the word "think" escape your lips? You were not hired for your brains, you hippopotamic land mass. It's an prestigious line of work, with a long and glorious tradition.įezzik: I just don't think it's right, killing an innocent girl. Vizzini: I've hired you to help me start a war. You rush a miracle man, you get rotten miracles.įezzik: You never said anything about killing anyone. Inigo Montoya: Please, sir, we're in a terrible rush. Westley: Look, are you just fiddling around with me or what?įezzik: I just want you to feel you're doing well. Inigo Montoya: I want my father back you son of a bitch. Inigo Montoya: Offer me everything I ask for. Inigo Montoya: Hello! My name is Inigo Montoya! You killed my father prepare to die!Ĭount Rugen: All that I have and more.