She is alive, or was an hour ago.

If she is otherwise when I find her...

I shall be very put out.

- Rest, Highness. - I know who you are.

Your cruelty reveals everything.

You're the Dread Pirate Roberts. Admit it.

With pride. What can I do for you?

You can die slowly, cut into a thousand pieces.

Hardly complimentary, Your Highness.

Why loose your venom on me?

You killed my love.

It's possible.

I kill a lot of people.

Who was this love of yours?

Another prince like this one... ugly, rich, and scabby?

A farm boy, poor.

Poor and perfect with eyes like the sea after a storm.

On the high seas, your ship attacked.

And the Dread Pirate Roberts never takes prisoners.

I can't afford to make exceptions.