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All right. Where is the poison? The battle of wits has begun. It ends when you decide and we both drink and find out who is right and who is dead. But it's so simple. All I have to do is divine from what I know of you. Are you the sort of man who would put the poison into his own goblet or his enemy's? Now, a clever man would put the poison into his own goblet because he would know that only a great fool would reach for what he was given. I'm not a great fool, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. But you must have known I was not a great fool. You would've counted on it. So I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me. - You've made your decision then? - Not remotely. Because iocane comes from Australia, as everyone knows. And Australia is entirely peopled with criminals. And criminals are used to having people not trust them, as you are not trusted by me. So I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. Truly you have a dizzying intellect. Wait till I get going! - Where was I? - Australia. Yes. Australia. And you must have suspected I would've known the powder's origin. So I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me. - You're just stalling now. - You'd like to think that, wouldn't you? You've beaten my giant, which means you're exceptionally strong. So you could've put the poison in your own goblet, trusting on your strength to save you, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. But you've also bested my Spaniard, which means you must've studied. And in studying, you must've learned that man is mortal. So you would've put the poison as far from yourself as possible, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me. You're trying to trick me into giving away something. It won't work. It has worked! You've given everything away! I know where the poison is! - Then make your choice. - I will, and I choose... What in the world can that be? What? Where? I don't see anything. Well, I-I could've sworn I saw something. No matter. Hmm. - What's so funny? - I-I'll tell you in a minute. First, let's drink. Me from my glass, and you from yours. - You guessed wrong. - You only think I guessed wrong. That's what's so funny! I switched glasses when your back was turned! You fool! 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! - Who are you? - I am no one to be trifled with. That is all you ever need know. To think, all that time it was your cup that was poisoned. They were both poisoned. I spent the last few years building up an immunity to iocane powder.
The Princess Bride
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"The king died that very night. And before the following dawn, Buttercup and Humperdinck were married. And at noon, she met her subjects again, this time as their queen." My father's final words were... Hold it. Hold it. Grandpa. You read that wrong. She doesn't marry Humperdinck. She marries Westley. I'm just sure of it. After all that Westley did for her, if she didn't marry him, it wouldn't be fair. Well, who says life is fair? Where is that written? Life isn't always fair. I'm telling you, you're messing up the story! Now, get it right! Do you want me to go on with this?
The Princess Bride