Wat Falhurst [in a letter]
I miss you like the sun misses the flower. Like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter. Instead of beauty to direct it's light to the heart hardens like the frozen world your absence has banished me to.
Played by Alan Tudyk 
A Knight's Tale (2001) · 75 quotes
A Knight's Tale (2001) · 75 quotes
4th most-quoted character in A Knight's Tale (2001): in 15 of its 75 quotes
Most scenes with: William Thatcher (6), Geoffrey Chaucer (6), Roland (5)
Uh, betray us, and I will fong you, until your insides are out, your outsides are in, your entrails will become your extrails I will w-rip... all the p... ugh. Pain, lots of pain.
More lines from Wat Falhurst
4 quotes Wat Falhurst Wat Falhurst All right, I'm about this fonging close mate! I swear to God, Quasimodo! I oughta...
Wat Falhurst We're the sons of peasants. Glory, and riches, and stars are beyond our grasps. But a full stomach, that dream can come true!
Wat Falhurst We're English, Geoff! We know who he is!
Scenes with Wat Falhurst
10 scenes
I'm a writer.
Wat A what?
A wha- a what? A writer. I write, with ink and parchment. Geoffrey Chaucer's the name, writing's the game. You've read my book? the Book of the Duchess? No? Well, it was allegorical.
Well, we won't hold that against you, that's for every man to decide for himself.
Wat What do you mean, dead?
The spark of his life is smothered in shite. His spirit is gone but his stench remains. Does that answer your question?
I've waited my whole life for this moment.
Wat You've waited your whole life for Sir Ector to shite himself to death?
You were never robbed, were you?
Look, I have a gambling problem. I can't help myself. And these people will - quite literally - take off clothes of your back.
What are you expecting us to do about it?
Peter The Pardoner of Rouen He assured us that you, his liege, would pay us.
And who are you?
Peter The Pardoner of Rouen Peter, a humble pardoner and purveyor of religious relics.
How much does he owe you?
Simon The Summoner of Rouen Ten gold florins.
Wat You lanky git! :[attacks Chaucer]
Hey! Hey, Wat - let him go! [Pulls Wat off him]
What would you do to him, if I was to refuse?
Simon The Summoner of Rouen We, on behalf of the lord God, would take it out of his flesh, so that he may understand that gambling is a sin.
:[pleading] Oh, come on, please, Will...
[Summoner is piqued at this slip of the tongue; Chaucer recovers]
...please, will you help me, Sir Ulrich? I promise you won't regret it.
I don't have the money.
[Chaucer's face falls]
Release him. For God's sake, give him back his clothes, and you'll get it.
Simon The Summoner of Rouen Done.
Wat, you remember church as a boy, the fear, the passion! That what she makes me feel. And for that I say my rosary to Jocelyn and no one else.
Wat William, that's blasphemous.
Wat I don't understand women.
Nor do I. But they understand us. Well, maybe not you.
Wat [Watching William practice jousting]
I think he's getting worse.
He is getting worse.
I've come to see what you'll wear to banquet tonight.
Nothing.
Well, then we'll cause a sensation, for I'll dress to match.
Don't you ever get tired of putting on clothes?
A flower is only as good as its petals. Don't you think?
A flower is good for nothing.
Really?
You can't eat a flower, a flower can't keep your warm...
And a rose never knocked a man off a horse either.
You're just a silly girl, aren't you?
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... ?
Wat Say something about her breasts.
Yeah, you miss her breasts.
Her breasts?
Ye... yes, you... you could, umm... umm... but I... I would tend to look above her breasts, William.
Her throat?
Uh, still higher really, toward the heavens.
The moon at least, her breasts were not that impressive.
Wat [Standing over Adhemar]
You have been weighed.
You have been measured.
And you have absolutely...
Been found wanting.
Welcome to a New World. God save you, if it is right that he should do so.
