The ridiculously-named actor Mandy Patinkin confronts Christopher Guest, who plays The Six Fingered Man - the villain he has been searching for his whole life.
"Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die!" Mandy growls, in a cod Spanish accent. "Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die! Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die!"
"Stop saying that!" pleads his over-generously-digited foe.
It was at this point yesterday, when we were watching the film for the what must have been the 50th time, my daughter turned to me, shaking her head and smiling ruefully.
"God, he doesn't half go on! He's said it once, he really doesn't need to say it again and again, does he?" she said, looking at me askew.
Now my girl is a world-beater at repeating particular phrases ad infinitum. And she knows this, because even as she does it she'll occasionally interrupt the flow to tell herself she doesn't need to keep saying what she's saying. And then she keeps saying it.
When I giggled, she giggled back, and started parroting the Inigo Montoya phrase.
Her brother and her dad were hiding from dragons under a blanket in the little lad's bedroom. So we crept upstairs, and whipped the blanket off. The slightly startled but amused pair listened dutifully as she performed the line. More than once, obviously.
Small pleasures.
Recorded on my phone: My name is Inigo Montoya...
Song is Gillian Welch with David Rawlings - No-one Knows My Name
