The Princess Bride Page #5

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WOODLANDS:

-- and Buttercup, barreling along, controlling her horse

easily.

GRANDFATHER:

(off-screen)

Despite Humperdinck's reassurance

that she would grow to love him,

the only joy she found was in her

daily ride.

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9.

A WOODED GLEN - CLOSE TO SUNDOWN

Lovely, quiet, deserted. Buttercup suddenly reins in.

VOICE:

A word, my lady?

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THREE MEN, standing close together in the path. Beyond them

can be seen the waters of Florin Channel. The three men are

not your everyday commuter types. Standing in front is a

tiny man with the most angelic face. He is Sicilian and his

name is VIZZINI. Beside him is a Spaniard, erect and taut as

a blade of steel. His name is INIGO MONTOYA. Beside him is a

giant. His name is FEZZIK.

VIZZINI:

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-

He nods to the giant, Fezzik, who merely reaches over,

touches a nerve on Buttercup's neck, and the start of a

scream is all she manages --unconsciousness comes that fast.

As she starts to fall --

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A TINY ISOLATED SPOT AT THE EDGE OF FLORIN CHANNEL

A sailboat is moored. It's dusk now, shadows are long.

Inigo, the Spaniard, busies himself getting the boat ready.

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The giant Fezzik carries Buttercup, unconscious, on board.

Vizzini rips some tiny pieces of fabric from an army jacket

and tucks them along the saddle of Buttercup's horse. There

is about the entire operation a sense of tremendous skill

and precision.

INIGO:

What is that you're ripping?

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10.

VIZZINI:

(not stopping or turning)

It's fabric from the uniform of

an Army officer of Guilder.

FEZZIK:

Who's Guilder?

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