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.[to Robert]
Not the archers. My scouts tell me their archers are miles away and no threat to us. Arrows cost money. Use up the Irish. The dead cost nothing.
My hate will die with you.[to his father]
It’s all for nothing if you don’t have freedom.
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]
In order to find his equal, an Irishman is forced to talk to God.
If we can’t get them out, we’ll breed them out.[instituting the right of Prima Nocte]
If I swear to him, then all that I am is dead already.[to Isabelle]
If I risk my neck for you, will I get a chance to kill Englishmen?[to William]
I’m so afraid. Give me the strength to die well.[praying before his execution]
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 see a whole army of my countrymen, here in defiance of tyranny. You’ve come to fight as free men, and free men you are. What will you do without freedom?
