At my best, I could never defeat that many.

I need Vizzini to plan. I have no gift for strategy.

But Vizzini is dead.

No. Not Vizzini.

I need the man in black.

What?

He bested you with strength, your greatness.

He bested me with steel.

He must have out-thought Vizzini.

A man who can do that can plan my castle onslaught any day.

- Let's go. - Where?

Find the man in black, obviously.

But you don't know where he is.

Don't bother me with trifles.

After twenty years, at last...

my father's soul will be at peace.

There will be blood tonight!

Rise and report.

The Thieves' Forest is emptied.

Thirty men guard the castle gate.