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With love,

Ellie

Monday, June 2, 2008

The Princess Bride

Some of the quotes from this movie keep running through my head. I thought I'd share a few of them with you. :)

Buttercup: You can die too for all I care.

[pushes him down a high hill]

Westley: AS... YOU... WISH.

Buttercup: Oh my sweet Westley what have I done?

[throws herself down the hill]

*

Inigo Montoya: Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
Count Rugen: Stop saying that!

*


Miracle Max: You rush a miracle man, you get rotten miracles.

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Vizzini: INCONCEIVABLE.

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Vizzini: HE DIDN'T FALL? INCONCEIVABLE.

Inigo Montoya: You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.

*

Inigo Montoya: I donna suppose you could speed things up?

Westley: If you're in such a hurry, you could lower a rope or a tree branch or find something useful to do.

Inigo Montoya: I could do that. I have some rope up here, but I do not think you would accept my help, since I am only waiting around to kill you.

Westley: That does put a damper on our relationship.

*

Inigo Montoya: I do not mean to pry, but you don't by any chance happen to have six fingers on your right hand?

Westley: Do you always begin conversations this way?

*

Inigo Montoya: You seem a decent fellow. I hate to kill you.
Westley: You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die.

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Buttercup: You mock my pain.

Westley: Life is pain, Highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something.

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Vizzini: I can't compete with you physically, and you're no match for my brains.

Westley: You're that smart?

Vizzini: Let me put it this way. Have you ever heard of Plato, Aristotle, Socrates?

Westley: Yes.

Vizzini: Morons.

*

Buttercup: You're the Dread Pirate Roberts, admit it.

Westley: With pride. What can I do for you?

Buttercup: You can die slowly, cut into a thousand pieces.

Westley: Tsk, tsk. That's hardly complementary Highness. Why loose your venom on me?

Buttercup: You killed my love.

Westley: It's possible. I kill a lot of people.

*

Dread Pirate Roberts: Good night, Westley. Good work. Sleep well. I'll most likely kill you in the morning.

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