Penny Pingleton: ...I don't know why we have this room, but there's food, water, a bed, gas mask, Russian language books...
Tracy Turnblad: ...and its really well insulated
Inigo Montoya: 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: DYEEAAHHHHHH.
Buttercup: You mock my pain.
Westley: Life is pain, Highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something.
Inigo Montoya: Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
Inigo Montoya: I just work for Vizzini to pay the bills. There's not a lot of money in revenge.
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