It's our wits that make us men.

Malcolm Wallace

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

[after his wound is cleaned] That'll wake you up in the mornin'.


Englishmen don't know what a tongue is for.


Whom do I send? Not my gentle son. The mere sight of him would only encourage an enemy to take over the whole country.


In order to converse with an equal, an Irishman is forced to talk to God.


[to Prince Edward] One day you will be a king. At least try to act like one.


Who is this person that speaks to me as though I needed his advice?


The king will be dead in a month and his son is a weakling. Who do you think is going to rule this kingdom?

Princess Isabelle

You have bled with Wallace, now bleed with me.

Robert the Bruce

The Almighty says this must be a fashionable fight. It's drawn the finest people.


Not the archers. My scouts tell me their archers are miles away and no threat to us. Arrows cost money. Use up the Irish. Their dead cost nothing.


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