Yeah, I'm "smart." And yeah, no one knows more about the situation than I do. But I have no idea what the solution to the very big problem is. Some days I try to just think of it as no problem at all, but rather a blessing, which it is, but still...
Vizzini would kill all the doctors, or maybe the patient. Westley would lovingly ride away to seek a different fortune. Maybe I just need a vacation. Thinking out loud here.