[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?
Is your father a ghost, or do you converse with the Almighty?
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 **** question.
Mind your tongue.
Insane Irish.
[Stephen pulls a sharpened stag's horn and holds it to the throat of Campbell]
Smart enough to get a dagger past your guards, old man.
That's my friend, Irishman. And the answer your question is yes - if you fight for me, you get to kill the English.
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.
Your island? You mean Ireland.
Yeah. It's mine.
You're a madman.
