Westley: Give us the gate key.
Yellin: I have no gate key.
Inigo Montoya: Fezzik, tear his arms off.
Yellin: Oh, you mean this gate key.
Yellin: I have no gate key.
Inigo Montoya: Fezzik, tear his arms off.
Yellin: Oh, you mean this gate key.
Inigo: This is noble, sir. His wife is... crippled. His children are on the brink of starvation.
Miracle Max: Are you a rotten liar.
Inigo: I need him to help avenge my father, murdered these twenty years.
Miracle Max: Your first story was better.
Miracle Max: Are you a rotten liar.
Inigo: I need him to help avenge my father, murdered these twenty years.
Miracle Max: Your first story was better.
Marcus: Victor struck two keys. Where are they?
Tannis: Keys? I know of no keys.
(Marcus skewers him with his Razor Wings and drags him across the table)
Tannis: Oh...oh yes, those keys.
Tannis: Keys? I know of no keys.
(Marcus skewers him with his Razor Wings and drags him across the table)
Tannis: Oh...oh yes, those keys.
X: Are you Mr. Brown? I have a bill...
Mr. Brown: Sorry, Mr. Brown is on holiday.
X: ...I wanted to pay.
Mr. Brown: Oh, Mr. Brown just came back.
Mr. Brown: Sorry, Mr. Brown is on holiday.
X: ...I wanted to pay.
Mr. Brown: Oh, Mr. Brown just came back.
—A joke
