Inigo Montoya: I donna suppose you could espeed 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 only waiting around to kill you.
Westley: That does put a damper on our relationship.

Fred Savage: Kissing again?
Grandfather: Someday you may not mind so much.
Fred Savage: Can we skip along to the fire swamp? That sounds good.
Grandfather: You're sick. I'll humour you.

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?

Six fingered man: Come sir, we must get you to your ship.

Wesley: We are men of action. Lies do not become us.

Six fingered man: Well spoken, sir...what is it?

Wesley: You have six fingers on your hand. Someone was looking for you.

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

Six Fingered Man: Are you coming down to the pit? Wesley has his strength back, and I'm starting him on the machine tonight.
Humperdink: Tyrone, you know how much I love watching you work, but I've got my country's 500th aniversery to plan, my wedding to arrange, my wife to kill, and Guilder to frame for it. I'm swamped!
Tyrone: Get some rest. If you haven't got your health, you haven't got anything!

[hearing the scream of Westley as he is being tortured]
Inigo Montoya: Do you hear that Fezzik? That is the sound of ultimate suffering. My heart made that sound when the six-fingered man killed my father. The Man in Black makes it now.

Humperdink: Please consider me as an alternative to suicide.

Inigo Montoya: Are you the Miracle Max who worked for the king all those years?
Miracle Max: The King's stinking son fired me, and thank you so much for bringing up such a painful subject. While you're at it, why don't you give me a nice paper cut and pour lemon juice on it? We're closed!

Buttercup: I'm going to kill myself when I get to my room.
King: Won't that be nice? She *kissed* me!!

Miracle Max: Get back, witch!
Valerie: I'm not a witch, I'm your wife! And after what you just said, I'm not even sure I want to be that any more!

Mawwiage. Mawwiage is whot bwings us togedaw today. Mawwiage, that bwessed awwangement, that dweam wiffin a dweam...when wuv, twue, wuv will fowwow you foweba.

Humperdink: Man and *wife* say man and *wife*.

heheh.. that's one of my favorite parts of the movie

Miracle Max: Have fun stormin' da castle!
Valerie: Think it'll work?
Miracle Max: It would take a miracle.

Fezzik: I am the dread pirate roberts. I have come for your souls. The dread pirate robets takes no survivors.
Inigo: Hand me the key.
Guard: I have no key?
Inigo: Fezzik, cut his arms off.
Guard: Oh, you mean this key.

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Originally posted by Allen:
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.

the princess bride

</font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Westley: I told you I would always come for you. Why didn't you wait for me?
Buttercup: Well... you were dead.
Westley: Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.

you got me on that one...hehe.

Priest: Hab you the wing?

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

Wesley: Gently
Buttercup: At a time like this that's all you can say?
Wesley: Gently...

Vizzini: A word, my lady. We are but poor, lost circus performers. Is there a village nearby?
Buttercup: There is nothing nearby... Not for miles.
Vizzini: Then there will be no one to hear you scream!

Wesley: There's a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. Twould be a pity to damage yours.