Inigo Montoya: I do not mean to pry, but you don't by any chance happen to have six fingers on your right hand? Man in Black: Do you always begin conversations this way?
Vizzini: He didn't fall?! Inconceivable! Inigo Montoya: You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.
Villager: We have found a witch, may we burn her? Crowd: Burn her! Sir Bedevere: But how do you know she's a witch? Peasant 3: Well, she turned me into a newt! Sir Bedevere: A newt? Peasant 3: ... I got better.
I always wanted to be a web designer, or as we called them back then, a spider.
What's the point of going out? We're just going to wind up back here anyway.
English? Who needs that? I'm never going to England.
College is breaking my spirit. Every single day, telling me things I don't know. It's making me feel stupid.
Liz: Why are you wearing a tux? Jack: It's after 6, Lemon. What am I, a farmer?
Look at his face. I bet his cornflakes try to crawl out of the bowl.
I am serious... and don't call me Shirley.