Monologue To The Pain from The Princess Bride NO! To the pain...

. Ill explain and Ill use small words so that youll be sure to understand, you warthog faced bafoon. To the pain means this: if we duel and you win, death for me. If we duel and I win, life for you. But life on my terms... The first thing you lose will be your feet below the ankle. You will have stumps available to use within six months. Then your hands, at the wrist. They heal somewhat quicker. Five months is a fair average.... Next your nose. No smell of dawn for you. Followed by your tongue. Deeply cut away. Not even a stump left. And then your left eyefollowed by your right... Your ears you keep, and Ill tell you why. so that every shriek of every child at seeing your hideousness will be yours to cherish--every babe that weeps at your approach, every woman that cries, 'Dear God, what is that hideous thing?' will echo forever within your perfect ears. That is what 'to the pain' means. It means that I leave you in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery forever. Its possible pig, I might be bluffing. Its conceivable you miserable vomitus mass. I say this now, and live or die, it's up to you: Drop your sword!