My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die.
You've been chasing me your entire life, only to fail now. I think that's the worst thing I've ever heard; how marvelous.
My brains, his steel, and your strength against 60 men, and you think a little head jiggle is supposed to make me happy?
Since the invention of the kiss, there have only been five kisses that were rated the most passionate, the most pure. This one left them all behind.
And remember this, never forget this; when I found you, you were so slobbering drunk you couldn't buy brandy.
I'll explain, and I'll be sure to use small words so that you'll be sure to understand. You wart-hog-faced-buffoon!
1) She doesn't get eaten by the eel at this time. 2) WHAT!? 1) I'm explaining to you because you look nervous. 1)I'm not nervous. Well, maybe I was a bit...concerned but that's not the same thing.
You were not hired for your brains, you hippotanic land mass!
Am I going mad, or did the word 'think' just escape your lips?
Man in Black: Truly, you have a dizzying intellect. Vizzini: Wait till I get going!