Vizzini
[Buttercup encounters Vizzini, Inigo and Fezzik standing by the side of a road.]
A word, m'lady? We are but poor, lost circus performers. Is there a village nearby?
Buttercup
There is nothing nearby. Not for miles.
Vizzini
[Fezzik steps toward Buttercup]
Then there will be no one to hear you scream. [Fezzik renders Buttercup unconscious]
