The Duck in Black reaches the top of the cliff.
Inigo: I do not mean to pry, but you don’t by any chance happen to have six feathers on your right wing?
Duck in Black: Do you always begin conversations this way?
Inigo: My father was slaughtered by a six-feathered duck. He was a great swordmaker, my father. When the six-feathered duck appeared and requested a special sword, my father took the job. He slaved a year before it was done. The six-feathered duck returned and demanded it, but at one-tenth his promised price. My father refused. Without a word, the six-feathered duck slashed him through the heart. I loved my father. So naturally, I challenged his murderer to a duel. I failed.
Duck in Black: How old were you?
Inigo: I was eleven years old. And when I was strong enough, I dedicated my life to the study of fencing. So the next time we meet, I will not fail. I will go up to the six-feathered duck and say, “Hello. My name is Inigo Pondtoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.”
Duck in Black: Well, I certainly hope you find him some day.
Inigo: You seem a decent fellow. I hate to kill you.
Duck in Black: You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die.
They begin to duel. The Duck in Black gains the upper wing.
He disarms Inigo.
Inigo: Kill me quickly.
Duck in Black: I would as soon destroy a stained-glass window as an artist like yourself. However, since I can’t have you following me either…
He knocks Inigo unconscious and goes off in pursuit of the princess and her two remaining captors.