I'm slightly obsessed with The Princess Bride. I wrote a piece about the movie and the book a while back. You can read it here. Anyways, so I love this movie. Below is a truncated version of my favorite scene. Interspersed through the marriage scenes are scenes of Fezzik, Inigo, and Westley bluffing their way into the castle. I had to do quite a bit of cut and paste to get the marriage scene together, otherwise this would have been a very long post! (Find the script I used to cut and paste this scene from here.)
CLERGYMAN
Mawidge...mawidge is what bwings us togewer today...
Mawidge, the bwessed awwangement, that dweam wiffim a dweam...
Ven wuv, twoo wuv, wiw fowwow you fowever..
so tweasuwe your vruv
HUMPERDINK
Skip to the end.
CLERGYMAN
Have you the wing?
BUTTERCUP
Here comes my Westley now.
HUMPERDINK
Your Westley is dead. I killed him myself.
BUTTERCUP
Then why is there fear behind your eyes?
CLERGYMAN
And do you, Pwincess Buwwercwup...
HUMPERDINK
Man and wife. Say man and wife!
CLERGYMAN
Man and wife.
Love is love, no matter the back story. <3 DS
Shenanigans! Poppycock! Dogs and cats living together! Random nonsense that tumbles out of my mind because I have no internal filter. Yay me! I am a storyteller, a conversationalist, and an idealist. I'm usually up to no good.
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Sunday, December 11, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Tuesday Tales: Buttercup
A short Tuesday Tales today. Buttercup is the story of a boy named Buttercup. He saw the old witch coming down the road and his mother hid him away. With the offer of a shiny new knife, Buttercup came out of hiding anyways. The Witch told him the knife was in her sack. When he climbed in to get it, she bundled it up and carried him off. At the end of the day, while the witch rested, he escaped the sack and replaced his weight with a root.
The next day, the witch again tempted Buttercup, this time with a shiny spoon. Again, he climbed into the sack and again she carried him off. He escaped when she rested for the night, replacing his weight with a stone.
On the third day, Buttercup was once more captured in the same way. The witch offered him a shiny fork. Except this time, she didn't stop to rest. She went straight home and turned him over to her daughter to cook into a stew. The witch went off to invite friends over for dinner. The daughter, not very bright, was unsure of how to kill Buttercup, so he demonstrated how to cut off his head by having her lay her head on the chopping block.
As soon as she did, he cut the girl's head off. He stuck her head in her bed and stewed her body. He hid on the roof afterward. When the witch and her husband came home (without the friends), they ate up the stew, remarking on the "Buttercup broth." After they ate, Buttercup caused a ruckus outside. The husband and wife rushed outside to see cause of the disruption. As soon as they got outside, Buttercup dropped the root and the stone on their heads, killing them. He then stole all their gold and silver before returning home.
I like this tale but I kept yelling at Buttercup to stop being so damn stupid. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Ya know? But the stupid boy gets tricked into the sack, not twice, but THREE times with shiny things! Really? He redeemed himself at the end in my eyes though. That was pretty slick with the witch's daughter.
Love is love, no matter the back story. <3 DS
Love is love, no matter the back story. <3 DS
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