#549: Westley's a Dick explain

[A girl (Buttercup) with long hair and a man (Westley) looking like Cueball but with a bandana lies at the foot of a high cliff. There is a forest in the background]

Buttercup: Oh, my sweet Westley!

[Buttercup sits on her knees, Westley takes off his bandana.]

Buttercup: Why did you let me think you were dead?

Westley: You shacked up with the prince!

Buttercup: After years of mourning! The worst pain of my life!

[Buttercup stands up looking down on Westley who still sits with the bandana in his hand.]

Buttercup: And now you … kill people?

Westley: I’d hardly be a dread pirate if I didn’t.

Buttercup: How lovable.

[Westley stands with the bandana in hand while Buttercup walks away from him.]

Westley: It was for the sake of the narrative!

Buttercup: Fuck the narrative. I’m going to go see if that Spaniard’s single.

Westley: …As you wish.