Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.
We are men of action. Lies do not become us.
There is a shortage of perfect breasts in the world. It would be a pity to damage yours.
Drop your sword.
He's right on top of us! I wonder if he is using the same wind we are using?
I just work for Vizzini to pay the bills. There's not a lot of money in revenge.
There will be blood tonight!
Fezzik! Listen. Do you hear? That is the sound of ultimate suffering. My heart made that sound when Rugen slaughtered my father. The Man in Black makes it now.
Let me explainÍ No, there is too much. Let me sum up. Buttercup is marrying Humperdinck in a little less than half an hour, so all we have to do is get in, break up the wedding, steal the Princess, and make our escape after I kill Count Rugen.
Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
Anybody want a peanut?
Playing a rhyming game with Inigo
I only dog paddle.
You just wiggled your finger. That's wonderful!
It's not my fault being the biggest and the strongest. I don't even exercise.
My way's not very sportsmanlike.
Reaction to Vizzini's description of "handling it your way".
Do you know what that sound is, Highness? Those are the Shrieking Eels ˇ if you don't believe me, just wait. They always grow louder when they're about to feed on human flesh. If you swim back now, I promise, no harm will come to you. I doubt you will get such an offer from the Eels.
When his head comes into view, HIT IT WITH THE ROCK!!!
Vizzini's description of "handling it your way" .
There's nothing to explain. You're trying to kidnap what I've rightfully stolen.
I can't compete with you physically, and you're no match for my brains.
Ever heard of Plato, Aristotle, Socrates?...Morons.
You fell victim to one of the classic blunders. The most famous is never get involved in a land war in Asia; but only slightly less well known is this: never go in against a Sicilian, when death is on the line!
My people ... a month from now, our country will have its 500th anniversary. On that sundown, I shall marry a lady who was once a commoner like yourselves ˇ but perhaps you will not find her common now.