Inigo Montoya: That Vizzini, he can fuss. Fezzik: Fuss, fuss... I think he like to scream at us. Inigo Montoya: Probably he means no harm. Fezzik: He's really very short on charm. Inigo Montoya: You have a great gift for rhyme. Fezzik: Yes, yes, some of the time. Vizzini: Enough of that. Inigo Montoya: Fezzik, are there rocks ahead? Fezzik: If there are, we all be dead. Vizzini: No more rhymes now, I mean it. Fezzik: Anybody want a peanut?