We all end up dead, it’s just a question of how and why.[to Robert]
The Lord tells me He can get me out of this mess, but He’s pretty sure you’re f***ed.[to William]
The Almighty says this must be a fashionable fight. It’s drawn the finest people.
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.[closing narration]
I shall tell you of William Wallace. Historians from England will say I am a liar, but history is written by those who have hanged heroes.
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, they fought for William Wallace, and he fights for something that I’ve never had.
I don’t want to lose heart! I want to believe as he does.
Every man dies. Not every man really lives.
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Your title gives you claim to the throne of our country, but men don’t follow titles, they follow courage.[to Robert]
Your heart is free. Have the courage to follow it.
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.[to Longshanks]
You have bled with Wallace! Now bleed with me.[to the Scots]
