Princess bride.
Jefe: We have many beautiful pi?atas for your birthday celebration, each one filled with little surprises!
El Guapo: How many pi?atas?
Jefe: Many pi?atas, many!
El Guapo: Jefe, would you say I have a plethora of pi?atas?
Jefe: A what?
El Guapo: A plethora.
Jefe: Oh yes, El Guapo. You have a plethora.
El Guapo: Jefe, what is a plethora?
Jefe: Why, El Guapo?
El Guapo: Well, you just told me that I had a plethora, and I would just like to know if you know what it means to have a plethora. I would not like to think that someone would tell someone else he has a plethora, and then find out that that person has no idea what it means to have a plethora.
Jefe: El Guapo, I know that I, Jefe, do not have your superior intellect and education, but could it be that once again, you are angry at something else, and are looking to take it out on me?