Urgh I’m still not over the use of this line. Not because it was long-foretold (hehe) but because it’s so *cruel*. Inigo Montoya won and it’s pretty much the best and only closure the book actually had, if you read it all the way through to the end (yeah I got given that book as a kid because it was about princesses and true wuv and instead I learned about murder and revenge and post modern storytelling and I think we can guess what left a more lasting impression on me :P). The reason the line is so powerful is because of how it’s repeated so often through the book; it’s a symbol of desperate revenge and a character whose life is narrowed down to nothing more than the chance to say those words. The line is symbolic of not just the revenge, but the incredible, *satisfying* pay off when Inigo Montoya finally says the line to the correct man and gets his revenge. That’s when the line pays for itself and that’s why we remember it. The *closure* it brought to what could have been a far less memorable revenge arc.
This was not just a random appropriately themed pop culture reference thrown in to make you laugh. It was the absolutely worst thing Dean could possibly have said to Cole and I’m pretty sure he knew it despite having zero interest in his back story or memory of the incident. Dean filled the role of the six-fingered man epically in this regard but in the retelling of the story Dean is weaving the six-fingered man wins. We know Dean’s not gonna get killed off randomly by Cole for real at any point in the show anyway because plot armour, and so even though Cole’s staggering off to prepare for round two of “my name is Inigo Montoya”, he’s never going to get it his way and we know that. All Dean can do if he is cured and meets Cole again with compassion back in his emotional range, is do him the kindness he denied him in this scene and kill him, because at this point the show has been taunting Cole from the start and it’s only getting worse. I don’t feel sorry for the character in-show overly, but in a meta way the amount of dramatic irony and narrative pain he’s swimming through is killing me.