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1m12s
We'll never succeed. We may as well die here. No. No. We have already succeeded. I mean, what are the three terrors of the Fire Swamp? One, the flame spurt. No problem. There's a popping sound preceding each. We can avoid that. Two, the lightning sand. But you were clever enough to discover what that looks like. So in the future we can avoid that too. Westley, what about the ROUS's? Rodents of Unusual Size? I don't think they exist. Westley!
The Princess Bride
16s
This will all soon be but a happy memory because Roberts' ship, Revenge, is anchored at the far end. And I, as you know, am Roberts. But how is that possible since he's been marauding 20 years and you only left me five years ago? I, myself, am often surprised at life's little quirks.
The Princess Bride
1m59s
But first things first. - To the death. - No! To the pain. I don't think I'm quite familiar with that phrase. I'll explain. And I'll use small words, so that you'll be sure to understand, you warthog-faced buffoon. That may be the first time in my life a man has dared insult me. It won't be the last. "To the pain" means the first thing you lose will be your feet, below the ankles. Then your hands at the wrists. Next, your nose. And then my tongue, I suppose. I killed you too quickly the last time, a mistake I don't mean to duplicate tonight. I wasn't finished! The next thing you lose will be your left eye, followed by your right. And then my ears. I understand. Let's get on with it. Wrong! Your ears you keep, and I'll tell you why. So that every shriek of every child at seeing your hideousness will be yours to cherish. Every babe that weeps at your approach, every woman who cries out, "Dear God, what is that thing?" will echo in your perfect ears. That is what "to the pain" means. It means I leave you in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery forever. I think you're bluffing. It's possible, pig. I might be bluffing. It's conceivable, you miserable, vomitous mass, that I'm only lying here because I lack the strength to stand. Then again... perhaps I have the strength after all. Drop... your... sword.
The Princess Bride
36.3s
Go on. Well, Roberts had grown so rich he wanted to retire, so he took me to his cabin and told me his secret. "I am not the Dread Pirate Roberts," he said. "My name is Ryan. I inherited the ship from the previous Dread Pirate Roberts, just as you will inherit it from me. The man I inherited it from was not the real Dread Pirate Roberts either. His name was Cumberbund. The real Roberts has been retired 15 years and living like a king in Patagonia." Thank you. Then he explained the name was the important thing for inspiring the necessary fear. You see, no one would surrender to the Dread Pirate Westley.
The Princess Bride
24.8s
And then he spoke of a girl of surpassing beauty and faithfulness. I can only assume he meant you. You should bless me for destroying him before he found out what you really are. And what am I? The faithfulness he talked of, madam. Your enduring faithfulness. Now tell me truly. When you found out he was gone, did you get engaged to your prince that same hour, or did you wait a whole week out of respect for the dead? You mocked me once! Never do it again! I died that day!
The Princess Bride