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

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

Stephen

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

Stephen

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.

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.

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

Longshanks

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.

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.

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.

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Braveheart Quotes

[epilogue/voiceover] In the Year of our Lord 1314, patriots of Scotland -- starving and outnumbered -- charged the fields of Bannockburn. They fought like warrior poets; they fought like Scotsmen, and won their freedom.

William Wallace

I came home to raise crops, and God willing, a family. If I can live in peace, I will.

William Wallace