Hamish: Some men are longer than others.
Campbell: Your mother's been telling stories about me again, ah?

It's our wits that make us men.

Malcolm Wallace

Princess Isabelle: You see? Death comes to us all. But before it comes to you, know this: your blood dies with you. A child who is not of your line grows in my belly. Your son will not sit long on the throne. I swear it.

Morrison: Do you remember me?
Lord Bottoms: I never did her any harm. It was my right.
Morrison: Your right? Well, I'm here to claim the right of a husband.

Lord Bottoms: As lord of these lands I shall bless this marriage by taking the bride into my bed on the first night of her union.
Morrison: By God, you will not.

Argyle Wallace: We'll stay here tonight, leave in the mornin'.
Young William: But I don't want to leave.
Argyle Wallace: You did not want your father to die either, but it happened.

Princess Isabelle: I've come to beg for the life of William Wallace.
Prince Edward: [scoffs] You're quite taken with him, aren't you?

All of you know full well, the great pains I have always taken never to be too strict, too rigid with the application of our laws, and as a consequence, have we not learned to live together in relative peace and harmony, huh? And this day's lawlessness is how you repay my leniency. Well you leave me with little choice. An assault on the king's soldiers is the same as an assault on the king himself.

Magistrate

Longshanks: Scottish rebels have routed one of my garrisons and murdered the noble lord.
Prince Edward: I heard. This Wallace is a brigand, nothing more.
Longshanks: And how would you deal with this 'brigand?'
Prince Edward: Like any common thief. Have the local magistrate arrest him and punish him accordingly.

Longshanks: What news of the North?
Prince Edward: Nothing new, your majesty. We've sent riders to speed any word.
Longshanks: I heard word in France where I was fighting to expand your future kingdom. The word, my son, is that our entire Northern Army is ANNIHILATED.

Royal Magistrate: A most excellent idea, sire.
Longshanks: Is it?

[Discussing the Scottish rebellion] Who shall I sent to negotiate with this Wallace? Not my gentle son, his appearance would only encourage Wallace to move further into England.

Longshanks

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