You never said anything about killing anyone. I've hired you to help me start a war. It's...

Fezzik: You never said anything about killing anyone. Vizzini: I've hired you to help me start a war. It's an prestigious line of work, with a long and glorious tradition. Fezzik: I just don't think it's right, killing an innocent girl. Vizzini: Am I going MAD, or did the word "think" escape your lips? You were not hired for your brains, you hippopotamic land mass. Inigo Montoya: I agree with Fezzik. Vizzini: Oh, the sot has spoken. What happens to her is not truly your concern. I will kill her. And remember this, never forget this: when I found you, you were so slobbering drunk, you couldn't buy brandy! [turning to Fezzik] Vizzini: And YOU: friendless, brainless, helpless, hopeless! Do you want me to send you back to where you were? Unemployed, in Greenland?

his suspicions will be totally confirmed. You never said anything about killing anyone. I've hired you to help me start a war. It's a prestigious line of work with a long and glorious tradition. I just don't think it's right, killing an innocent girl. Am I going mad, or did the word "think" escape your lips? You were not hired for your brains, you hippopotamic landmass! I agree with Fezzik. Oh, the sot has spoken. What happens to her is not truly your concern. I will kill her. 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? That Vizzini, he can fuss. "Fuss." "Fuss." I think he like to scream at us. Probably he means no harm. He's very, very short on charm. You have a great gift for rhyme. - Yes. Yes. Some of the time. - Enough of that! Fezzik, are there rocks ahead? If there are, we all be dead. No more rhymes! Now, I mean it! Anybody want a peanut? We'll reach the cliffs by dawn. - Why are you doing that? - Making sure nobody's follow us. That would be inconceivable. Despite what you think, you will be caught. And when you are, the prince will see you all hanged. Of all the necks on this boat, Highness,