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Uncle Argyle: William, I am your uncle, Argyle. You have the look of your mother.

Malcolm Wallace: Your heart is free. Have the courage to follow it.

Hamish: I should have remembered the rocks.

Campbell: [after his wound is cauterized] That'll wake you up in the mornin' boy!

Campbell: [to Hamish] I've lived long enough to live free; proud to see you become the man you are. I'm a happy man.

Nicolette: [to Isabelle, in French] I hope your husband goes to Scotland and meets Wallace and then you'll be a widow.

Soldier: I can't hear, but it doesn't look good. The nobles will negotiate. If they do a deal, then we go home. And if not, we charge.

Robert Bruce, Sr.: I know it is hard. Being a leader is. Now son, son, look at me. I can not be king. You, and you alone can rule Scotland. What I tell you, you must do. Not for me, not for yourself, but for your country.

Craig: An oath to a liar is no oath at all.

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

English Commander: I hope you washed your ass this morning, it's about to be kissed by a king.

MacClannough: Every nobleman who had the will to fight was at that meeting. We can not beat an army.
Malcolm: We do not have to defeat them. Just fight them. Now who's with me?

Malcolm: Where do you think you're going?
Young William: I'm going with you.
Malcolm: Oh, you're going with, hey? And what are you going to do?
Young William: I'm gonna help.
Malcolm: Hey, and a good help you'd be, too. But I need you to stay here and look after the place for me while I'm away.
Young William: I can fight!
Malcolm: I know you can fight, but it's our wits that make us men. I'll see you tomorrow.

Argyle: We'll stay here tonight. Tomorrow you'll come home with me.
Young William: I don't want to leave.
Argyle: You didn't want your father to die either, did ya? But it happened. Did the priest give a poetic benediction? "The Lord bless thee and keep thee..."
Young William: It was in Latin.
Argyle: You don't speak Latin? Eh, then that is something we shall have to remedy, isn't it?

Longshanks: Nobles. Nobles are the key to the door of Scotland. Grant our nobles lands in the north. Give their nobles estates here in England, and make them too greedy to oppose us.
Advisor: But sire, our nobles will be reluctant to uproot. New lands mean new taxes, and they are already taxed for the war in France.
Longshanks: Are they? Are they? The trouble with Scotland is that it's full of Scots. Perhaps the time has come to reinstitute an old custom. Grant them prima noctes. First night, when any common girl inhabiting their lands is married, our nobles shall have sexual rights to her on the night of her wedding. If we can't get them out, we breed them out. That should fetch just the kind of lords we want to Scotland, taxes or no taxes.
Advisor: A most excellent idea, sire.
Longshanks: Is it?

William: You dropped your rock.
Hamish: Test of manhood.
William: You win.
Hamish: Call it a test of soldiery, then. The English won't let us train with weapons, so we train with stones.
William: Well, a test of a soldier is not in his arm, it's here [points to his head].
Hamish: No, it's here [points to his fist, then punches William]

William: Are you in the habit of riding off in the rain with strangers?
Murron: It was the best way to make you leave.
William: Well, if I can ever work up the courage to ask you again, I'll send you a written warning first.
Murron: 'O it wouldn't do you much good. I can't read.
William: Can you not?
Murron: No.
William: Well that's something we shall have to remedy, isn't it?
Murron: You're going to teach me to read, then?
William: Aye, if you like.
Murron: Aye.
William: In what language?
Murron: Are you showing off now?
William: That's right. Are you impressed yet?
Murron: No. Why, should I be?
William: [in French] Yes. Because every single day I thought about you.
Murron: Do that standing on your head and I'll be impressed.
William: My kilt may fly up but I'll try.
Murron: You certainly didn't learn any manners on your travels.
William: I'm afraid the Romans have far worse manners than I.
Murron: You've been to Rome?
William: Aye, Uncle Argyle took me on a pilgrimage.
Murron: What was it like?
William: [in French] Not nearly as beautiful as you.
Murron: What does that mean?
William: Beautiful. But I belong here.

William: Sir, I know it was strange of me to invite Murron to ride last night, but I assure you I--
Campbell: MacClannough's daughter is another matter. I've come to fetch you to a meeting.
William: What kind of meeting?
Campbell: The secret kind.
MacClannough: Your meetings are a waste of time, Campbell.
Campbell: Your father was a fighter, and a patriot.
William: I know who my father was. I came back home to raise crops, and God willing a family. If I can live in peace, I will.
MacClannough: You say you want to stay out of the troubles?
William: Aye.
MacClannough: If you can prove it, you may court my daughter. Until you prove it, my answer is no.
William: No?
MacClannough: No Wallace, no.
William: Didn't I just prove it?
MacClannough: No.

William: Of course, running a farm is a lot of work, but that will all change when my sons arrive.
Murron: So, you've got children?
William: Not yet, but I was hoping you could help me with that.
Murron: So, you want me to marry you then?
William: Well, that's a bit sudden, but alright.
Murron : Is that what you call a proposal?
William: I love you, always have. I want to marry you.
[she kisses him]
William: Is that a yes?
Murron: Aye, that's a yes.

[Murron is tied to a post about to be executed]
Magistrate: 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.
[He slits Murron's throat]
Magistrate: Now, let this scrapper come to me.

English Lord: I have sent 100 of my troops. They return now.
William: Were they wearing these? [points to an English troop uniform that he and his men are wearing] Actually, it was more like fifty.
[one of William's soldiers spots the English nobleman who had intercourse with his wife on the night of their wedding]
William: Make it quick.
Soldier: Remember me?
Nobleman: I did nothing to hurt her. It was my noble right.
Soldier: Well, I'm here to claim the right of a husband! [beats the nobleman to death]
William: I am William Wallace. You all will be spared. Go back to England...tell them Scotland's daughters are yours no more! Tell them Scotland is free! [turns to Hamish] Burn it.

Robert the Bruce: A rebellion has begun.
Robert Bruce, Sr.: Under whom?
Robert the Bruce: A commoner named William Wallace.
Robert Bruce Sr.: We will embrace this rebellion. You will support it from our lands in the north. I will gain English favor by condemning it, and ordering it opposed from our lands in the south. Sit down. Stay a while.
Robert the Bruce: This Wallace, he doesn't even have a knighthood, but he fights with passion and he inspires.
Robert Bruce, Sr.: And you wish to charge off and fight as he did. So would I.
Robert the Bruce: Well, maybe it's time.
Robert Bruce, Sr.: It is time to survive. You're the 17th Robert Bruce. The 16 before you passed you land and title because they didn't charge in. Call a meeting of the nobles.
Robert the Bruce: But they do nothing but talk.
Robert Bruce, Sr.: Rightly so. They're as rich in English titles and lands as they are in Scottish, just as we are. Admire this man, this William Wallace. Uncompromising men are easy to admire. He has courage, so does a dog. But it is exactly the ability to compromise that makes a man noble. And understand this: Edward Longshanks is the most ruthless king ever to sit in the thrown of England. And none of us, and nothing of Scotland will remain, unless we are as ruthless. Give in to our nobles. Knowing their minds is the key to the throne.

Nicolette: L'Ecosse est à feu et à sang. Votre mari se pr?pare en cachette à envoyer une arm?e dans le Nord. (Scotland is in chaos. Your husband is secretly sending an army north)
Isabelle: Comment tu le sais? (How do you know this?)
Nicolette: La nuit dernière j'ai couch? avec quelqu'un du conseil de guerre. (Last night I slept with a member of the War Council)
Isabelle: Mais il n'?tait pas sens? te faire de confidences sur l'oreiller. (He shouldn't be telling secrets in bed)
Nicolette: Et oui. Les anglais ne savent pas à quoi sert une langue. (Ah, yes. Englishmen don't know what a tongue is for)
Isabella: Ah. Cet Ecossais r?volt?, ce Wallace. Il se bat pour venger une femme? (Ah. This Scottish rebel, Wallace. He fights to avenge a woman?)
Nicolette: Ah j'oubliais. Un magistrat qui voulais le capturer d?couvrit qu'il avait un amour secret. Il ?gorgea la fille afin de pousser Wallace à la r?volte. Wallace se r?volta. Ses ennemies reconnurent sa passion pour son amour perdu. Ils organiserent de saisir Wallace en profanant les s?pultures et de son père et de son frère, et ensuite en s'embusquant à la tombe de sa femme. Mais il s'en ai sorti en guerroyant l'arme au poing. Et cacha le cadavre de sa bien-aim? dans un endroit secret. Ça c'est l'amour non? (I nearly forgot. A magistrate wished to capture him, and found he had a secret lover. So he cut the girl's throat to tempt Wallace to fight, and fight he did. Knowing his passion for his lost love, they next plotted to take him by desecrating the graves of his father and brother, and setting an ambush at the grave of his love. He fought his way through the trap and carried her body to a secret place. Now that's love, no?)
Isabella: De l'amour? J'en sais rien. (Love? I wouldn't know)

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: [to the others] Leave us. [strikes the Prince] Wallace has already killed the magistrate, and taken control of the town!

William: We'll make spears. Hundreds of them, long spears. Twice as long as a man.
Hamish: That long?
William: Aye.
Hamish: Some men are longer than others.
Campbell: Your mother been telling you stories about me again, eh?

Stephen: [laughs, speaking heavenward] Him? That can't be William Wallace. I'm prettier than this man. All right Father, I'll ask him. [To William] If I risk my neck for you, will I get a chance to kill Englishmen?
Hamish: Is your father a ghost, or do you converse with the Almighty?
Stephen: In order to find his equal, an Irishman is forced to talk to God. [Heavenward] Yes, Father. [To William and Hamish] The Almighty says don't change the subject, just answer the ****ing question.
Hamish: Mind your tongue.
Campbell: Insane Irish.
[Stephen pulls a sharpened stag's horn and holds it to the throat of Campbell]
Stephen: Smart enough to get a dagger past your guards, old man.
William: That's my friend, Irishman. And the answer your question is yes - if you fight for me, you get to kill the English.
Stephen: Excellent! Stephen is my name. I'm the most wanted man on my island. Except I'm not on my island of course. More's the pity.
Hamish: Your island? You mean Ireland.
Stephen: Yeah. It's mine.
Hamish: You're a madman.
Stephen: [laughs] I've come to the right place then.

Stephen: The Almighty says this must be a fashionable fight. It's drawn the finest people.
Lochlan: Where is thy salute?
William: For presenting yourselves on this battlefield, I give you thanks.
Lochlan: This is our army. To join it you give homage.
William: I give homage to Scotland. And if this is your army, why does it go?
Soldier 1: We didn't come here to fight for them.
Soldier 2: Home! The English are too many!
William: Sons of Scotland! I am William Wallace.
Soldier 2: William Wallace is seven feet tall!
William: Yes, I've heard. Kills men by the hundreds. And if HE were here, he'd consume the English with fireballs from his eyes, and bolts of lightning from his arse.
[Scottish army laughs]
William: I AM William Wallace! And I see a whole army of my country men, here, in defiance of tyranny. You've come to fight as free men, and free men you are. What will you do with that freedom? Will you fight?
Soldier 1: Against that? No, we'll run, and we'll live.
William: Aye, fight and you may die, run, and you'll live... at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin' to trade ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take... OUR FREEDOM!

Hamish: Where are you going?
William Wallace: I'm going to pick a fight.
Hamish: Well, looks like we didn't get dressed up for nothing.

William: I said I have an offer for you.
Lochlan: You disrespect a banner of truce?
William: From his king? Absolutely. Here are Scotland's terms. Lower your flags, and march straight back to England, stopping at every home you pass by to beg forgiveness for 100 years of theft, rape, and murder. Do that and your men shall live. Do it not, and every one of you will die today.
Cheltham: (laughing) You are outmatched. You have no heavy cavalry. In two centuries no army has won without--.
William: I'm not finished. Before we let you leave, your commander must cross that field, present himself before this army, put his head between his legs, and kiss his own arse.
[Cheltham rides off]
Mornay: I'd say that was rather less cordial that he was used to.

Craig: Sir William, where are you going?
William: We have beaten the English, but they'll come back because you won't stand together.
Craig: Well what will you do?
William: I will invade England and defeat the English on their own ground.
Craig: Invade? That's impossible.
William: Why? Why is that impossible? You're so concerned with squabbling for the scraps from Longshank's table that you've missed your God given right to something better. There is a difference between us. You think the people of this country exist to provide you with possession. I think your possession exists to provide those people with freedom. And I go to make sure that they have it.

Robert the Bruce: Wait! I respect what you said, but remember that these men have lands and castles. It's much to risk.
William: And the common man who bleeds on the battlefield, does he risk less?
Robert the Bruce: No, but from top to bottom this country has no sense of itself. Its nobles share allegiance with England. Its clans war with each other. If you make enemies on both sides of the border, you'll end up dead.
William: We all end up dead; it's just a question of how and why.
Robert the Bruce: I'm not a coward. I want what you want, but we need the nobles.
William: We need them?
Robert the Bruce: Aye.
William: Now tell me, what does that mean to be noble? Your title gives you claim to the thrown of our country, but men don't follow titles, they follow courage. Now our people know you. Noble, and common, they respect you. And if you would just lead them to freedom, they'd follow you. And so would I.

Longshanks: What news of the North?
Prince Edward: I have sent several runners 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 has been annihilated... and you have done nothing.

Longshanks: Who is this who speaks to me as though I needed his advice?
Prince Edward: I have named Phillip my high councilor.
Longshanks: Are you qualified?
Phillip: I am well skilled in the arts of war and military tactics, sire.
Longshanks: Really? [leads Phillip toward a window] What advice would you give on the present...situation?
[Longshanks pushes Phillip out the window on the word "situation", he falls to his death]

Isabelle: I understand you have recently been given the rank of knight.
William: I have been given nothing. God makes men what they are.
Isabelle: Did God make you the sacker of peaceful cities, the executioner of the king's nephew, my husband's own cousin?
William: York was the staging point for every invasion of my country. And that royal cousin hanged innocent Scots, even women and children, from the city walls. Oh, Longshanks did far worse the last time he took a Scottish city.
Hamilton: [to Isabelle] Sanguinarius homo indomitus est, et se dite cum mendacium. (He is a bloodthirsty savage, and he is telling lies.)
William: Ego nunquam pronunciari mendacium! Sed ego sum homo indomitus. (I never lie! But I am a savage.) [to Princess] Ou en français, si vous pr?f?rez? (Or in French, if you prefer?) [in English] You ask your king to his face, ask him, and see if his eyes can convince you of the truth.

Isabelle: Let us talk plainly. You invade England, but you can not complete the conquest so far from your shelter and supply. The king desires peace.
William: Longshanks desires peace?
Isabelle: He declares it to me, I swear it. He proposes that you withdraw your attack. In return he grants you title, estates, and this chest of gold which I am to pay to you personally.
William: A lordship and titles. Gold. That I should become Judas?
Isabelle: Peace is made in such ways.
William: Slaves are made in such ways! The last time Longshanks spoke of peace I was a boy. And many Scottish nobles, who would not be slaves, were lured by him under a flag of truce to a barn, where he had them hanged. I was very young, but I remember Longshank's notion of peace.
Isabelle: I understand you have suffered. I know... about your woman.
William: [pause] She was my wife. We married in secret because I would not share her with an English lord. They killed her to get to me. I've never spoken of it, I don't know why I tell you now, except... I see her strength in you. One day, you will be a queen. And you must open your eyes. You tell your king that William Wallace will not be ruled... and nor will any Scot while I live.

Prince Edward: You brought back the money, of course.
Isabelle: No, I gave it to ease the suffering of the children of this war.
Longshanks: Ha! That's what happens when you send a woman.
Isabelle: Forgive me, sire. I thought that generosity might demonstrate your greatness to those you mean to rule.
Longshanks: My greatness will be better demonstrated when Wallace returns to Scotland and finds his country in ashes.

Hamish: William, there's riders approaching. Personal escort of the princess. You must have made an impression.
William: Aye.
Hamish: I didn't think you were in the tent that long.

Craig: With such a force of raid against us, it is time to discuss other options.
William: Other options? Don't you wish at least to lead your men onto the field and barter a better deal with Longshanks before you tuck tail and run?
Robert the Bruce: Sir William -
Craig: We can not defeat this army.
William: We can!
Robert: Sir William -
William: And we will! We won at Stirling, and still you quibble. We won at York and you would not support us. If you will not stand up with us now then I say you're a coward. And if you are Scotsmen, I am ashamed to call myself one.
Robert: Please, Sir William, I must speak with you alone... I beg you. Now you've achieved more than anyone ever dreamed, but fighting these odds it looks like rage, not courage.
William: It's well beyond rage. Help me. In the name of Christ help yourselves. Now is our chance, now. If we join, we can win. If we win, well then we'll have what none of us have ever had before: a country of our own. You are the rightful leader, and there is strength in you. I see it. Unite us. Unite us. Unite the clans.

Longshanks: Archers.
General: I beg your pardon, sire. Won't we hit our own troops?
Longshanks: Yes, but we'll hit theirs as well. We have reserves. Attack.

Robert Bruce, Sr.: I'm the one who's rotting, but I think your face looks graver than mine. Son, we must have alliance with England to prevail here. You achieved that. You saved your family, increased your land. In time, you will have all the power in Scotland.
Robert the Bruce: Lands, titles, men, power... nothing.
Robert Bruce, Sr.: Nothing?
Robert the Bruce: I have nothing. Men fight for me because if they do not, I throw them off my land and I starve their wives and children. Those men who bled the ground red at Falkirk fought for William Wallace. He fights for something that I never had. And I took it from him, when I betrayed him. I saw it in his face on the battlefield and it's tearing me apart.
Robert Bruce, Sr.: All men betray. All lose heart.
Robert the Bruce: I DON'T WANT TO LOSE HEART!!!. I want to believe as he does. I will never be on the wrong side again.

Longshanks: His legend grows. It will be worse than before.
Hamilton: He rallies new volunteers in every Scottish town. And when he replenishes his numbers, --
Longshanks: They're sheep, mere sheep. Easily dispersed if we strike the shepherd. Very well. Take a flock of your finest assassins and set a meeting.
Hamilton: My lord, Wallace is renowned for his ability to smell an ambush.
Longshanks: If what Lord Hamilton tells me is correct, he warmed to our future queen and would trust her. So we'll dispatch her with the notion that she comes in peace.
Hamilton: My Lord, the princess might be taken hostage, or her life be put in jeopardy.
Longshanks: My son would be most distressed by that. But if she were to be killed, we would soon find the King of France a useful ally against the Scots. [to Prince Edward] You see, as king, you must find the good in any situation.

William Wallace: Why do you help me?
Princess Isabelle: Because of the way you are looking at me now.

Hamish: '[about the nobles] The scheming bastards couldn't agree on the color of shit. It's a trap, are you blind?
William: We've got to try. We can't do this alone. Joining the nobles is the only hope for our people. You know what happens if we don't take that chance?
Hamish: What?
William: Nothing.
Hamish: I don't want to be a martyr.
William: Nor I. I want to live. I want a home, and children, and peace.
Hamish: Do you?
William: Aye, I do. I've asked God for these things. It's all for nothing if you don't have freedom.
Hamish: That's all a dream, William.
William: A dream? Just a dream? What we've been doing all this time; we've lived that dream.
Hamish: You dream isn't about freedom. It's about Murron. You're doing this to be a hero because you think she sees you.
William: I don't think she sees me. I know she does. And your father sees you, too.

Robert the Bruce: [after William is betrayed] Father! You. Rotting. Bastard. Why? Why?
Robert Bruce, Sr.: Longshanks required Wallace. So did our nobles. That was the price of your crown.
Robert the Bruce: Die! I want you to die.
Robert Bruce, Sr.: Soon enough I'll be dead. And you'll be king.
Robert the Bruce: I don't want anything from you. You're not a man, and you're not my father.
Robert Bruce, Sr.: You are my son, and you have always known my mind.
Robert the Bruce: You deceived me.
Robert Bruce, Sr.: You let yourself be deceived. In your heart, you always knew what had to happen here. At last, you know what it means to hate. Now you're ready to be a king.
Robert the Bruce: My hate will die ... with you.

Isabelle: Sir, I've come to beg you to confess all and swear allegiance to the king, that he might show you mercy.
William: Will he show mercy to my country?
Isabelle: Mercy is to die quickly, perhaps even live in a tower. In time, who knows what could happen.
William: If I swear to him, then all that I am is dead already.
Isabelle: You will die. It will be awful.
William: Every man dies, not every man really lives.
Isabelle: Drink this. It will dull your pain.
William: No. It will numb my wits, and I must have them all. For if I'm senseless or if I wail, then Longshanks will have broken me.

Isabelle: I have come to beg for the life of William Wallace.
Prince Edward: You're quite taken with him, aren't you.
Isabelle: I respect him. At worst he was a worthy enemy. Show mercy, O great king, and win the respect of your own people. Even now you are incapable of mercy. And you. To you that word is as unfamiliar as love.
Prince Edward: Before he lost his powers of speech he told me his one comfort was he would live to know Wallace was dead.
Isabelle: [whispered in Longshank's ear] You see, death comes to us all. But before it comes to you, know this. Your plot 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.

Royal Magistrate: It can all end, right now. Peace. Bliss. Just say it. Cry out mercy.
Crowd: Mercy...mercy!
Royal Magistrate: Cry out. Just say it. Mercy.
Hamish: Mercy lad, mercy.
Stephen: Jesus, mercy.
Royal Magistrate: The prisoner wishes to say a word.
William: FREEEEE-DOMMMMMM!!!!!

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