Fer-instance

“If it ain’t already coming at you, you bluff. Stand still, make loud noises. Try to look bigger, like maybe standing on a stump or opening a big umbrella.” / “Gee! I forgot my umbrella! Can I borrow yours?” / “Naw, I haven’t got one either. That was just a fer-instance. What they use to scare off polar bears is firecrackers and air horns.”

To give you a fer-instance, it was whispered to me not five minutes before you come in here that the same thieves did over the wine warehouse as did the brewery.

Take one scene, as a fer-instance: Goldman’s script very carefully sets up, via Westley’s explanation for Vizzini, the elusive qualities of iocane powder, the perfect poison—colorless, odorless, tasteless, impossible to detect, and, as we witness, almost instantly fatal.