Knight's Tale, A quotes

View Quote Adhemar: Your armor, sir.
William: What about it?
Adhemar: How stylish of you to joust in an antique. You'll start a new fashion if you win. My grandfather will be able to wear his in public again, and a shield, how quaint.
William: Hyah! [William rides off]
Adhemar: Some of these poor country knights, little better then peasants.

View Quote Chaucer: Yes, behold my lord Ulrich, the rock, the hard place, like a wind from Gelderland he sweeps by blown far from his homeland in search of glory and honor, we walk in the garden of his turbulence.
[crowd is silent, cricket noise]
Roland: ...Yeah.
Crowd: Yeahhhhh!

View Quote Chaucer: Very good.
William: Was she watching? Geoff.
Chaucer: What?
William: Did she see me?
Chaucer: Yes, she saw you.
William: Did she see me take the hit?
Chaucer: Yes, she saw you take the hit.
William: Well, was she concerned?
Chaucer: It was dreadful, her eyes welled up, it was awful.

View Quote Roland: Well, that was different.
Chaucer: Well, it's time we celebrate our differences.
Roland: Just maybe not in public.

View Quote [William, short on cash, is trying to have his broken armor repaired] William: Excuse me-
Kate: Don't work for free.
William: And I can't joust with broken armor.
Kate: Your problem, not mine. Each droplet of sweat has a price on it.
William: :[Pauses, than thinks of something] It's just as well, they said I was daft for even asking.
Kate: Who?
William: Oh, the other armorers.
Kate: Did they say I couldn't do it because I'm a woman?
William: No, they said you were great with horseshoes, but shite with armor. The fact that you were a woman wasn't even mentioned.
[Kate rushes over and grabs the armor from William]

View Quote Chaucer: There she is, William. The embodiment of love. Your Venus.
William: And how I hate her.

View Quote William: You favor cathedrals.
Jocelyn: I come for confession. And the glass... A riot of color in a dreary grey world.

View Quote Old Bishop: [after William rides into the cathedral on a horse to woo Jocelyn] Does this not shock you, ladies?
Jocelyn: Certainly, my lord, I just, I only laugh just to keep from weeping.
Old Bishop: [Understandingly] Beauty is such a curse. Pray your years come swiftly for you, pray your beauty fades that you may better serve God.
Jocelyn: Oh, and I do, my lord. I pray for it all the time. Why, God, did you curse me with this face?
Old Bishop: God's will has a purpose, but we may not know it. :[Extends his hand so that she may kiss his ring]
Jocelyn: [goes to kiss hand, but instead admires the costly ring on his finger] Oh, that is lovely...

View Quote Wat: I don't understand women.
Chaucer: Nor do I. But they understand us. Well, maybe not you.

View Quote Chaucer: [Keeping beat for a dance lesson] And one and two and three and four and your hands should be light like a birdie on a branch. And one and two and three and four and Wat doesn't lead he follows like a girl. [Wat punches him] And one and two and twirlie twirlie twirlie! And one and two and you're still getting it wrong! And one and two and three and four you can hit me all day cause you punch like a... what?
Roland: A girl!

View Quote Wat: [Watching William practice jousting] I think he's getting worse.
Roland: He is getting worse.

View Quote Chaucer: Are you mad? You knowingly endanger a member of the royal family?
William: He knowingly endangers himself.

View Quote Chaucer: We regret to inform your lady that my lord will not be attending...
William: Herald, do not answer questions you do not know the answer to!
Chaucer: Absolutely, my lord.

View Quote Jocelyn: I've come to see what you'll wear to banquet tonight.
William: Nothing.
Jocelyn: Well, then we'll cause a sensation, for I'll dress to match.
William: Don't you ever get tired of putting on clothes?
Chaucer: [mutters to William] Um, I believe she's talking about taking them off, my lord.
Jocelyn: A flower is only as good as its petals. Don't you think?
William: A flower is good for nothing.
Jocelyn: Really?
William: You can't eat a flower, a flower can't keep your warm...
Jocelyn: And a rose never knocked a man off a horse either.
William: You're just a silly girl, aren't you?
Jocelyn: Better a silly girl with a flower, than a silly boy with a horse and a stick... [walks away]
Wat: It's called a lance... hello... ?

View Quote Adhemar: Why didn't Ulrich finish him?
Jocelyn: He shows mercy.
Adhemar: Then he shows his weakness - for that is all mercy is.