Westley: We are men of action, lies do not become us. Count Rugen: Well spoken, sir. Westley: [stares] Count Rugen: What is it? Westley: You have six fingers on your right hand. Someone was looking for- Count Rugen: [knocks him out]
Prince Humperdinck: I think your bluffing. Westley: It's possible, Pig, I might be bluffing. It's conceivable, you miserable, vomitous mass, that I'm only lying here because I lack the strength to stand. But, then again... perhaps I have the strength after all.