Andrew KeirQuotes

Father Sandor: It's too late. Kent get away from there, it's too late!

Diana Kent: Why don't you shoot him?

Father Sandor: It would do no good my dear.

Father Sandor: [after stopping a mob, led by a local priest, from driving a stake into the body of a girl who has died of natural causes. He orders the body be brought to a churchyard] I will bury her. Now do as I say.

Father Sandor: Do as I say!

Priest: You're out of your jurisdiction! I'll complain to the bishop!

Father Sandor: Do... and tell him that I stopped you from performing an act of blasphemy! Or would you prefer that I told him?

Priest: Well... We have to be sure.

Father Sandor: You are an idiot, Father. Worse than that: you're a superstitious, frightened idiot.

Priest: We...

Father Sandor: [to the crowd] Take care that I do not have cause to ride this way again!

Father Sandor: [opening monologue recapping the previous film] After a reign of terror spanning more than a century the king of the undead was finally traced to his lair high in the Carpathian Mountains.Though the decades many had sought to destroy him all had failed.Here at last was an adversary armed with sufficient knowledge of the ways of the vampire to bring about the final and absolute destruction. This then was his fate thousands had been enslaved by to obscene cult vampirism now the fountain head himself perished only the memory remained the memory of most evil and terrible creature to have ever set his seal on civilization.

James Graham, Marquis of Montrose: Will you not take my odds, Argyll? I give you five on the fop.

John Campbell, Duke of Argyll: I will wager you but this: if MacGregor lives, you will acquit him of all he owes you.

Montrose: [laughs] And if he loses?

Argyll: I will pay his bill.

Montrose: My factor will call upon Your Grace's factor.

John Campbell, Duke of Argyll: You promised MacGregor amnesty from his debts if he would lay charges against me.

James Graham, Marquis of Montrose: So! That is how he cozened you into giving him shelter.

Argyll: Oh, I know the truth when I hear it.

Montrose: Oh! And here was me, thinking that was God's gift alone.

Argyll: Do not think that all sins go unpaid in this life, Montrose.

Montrose: Well, I see one set soon to be paid for.

Mary MacGregor: Your Grace, Robert finds himself in this position for taking Your Grace's part.

John Campbell, Duke of Argyll: My part? What cause had he to do that? And in what manner?

Mary: He refused to bear false witness against you, when the Marquis asked him to say that you were a Jacobite, to slander your name at court.

Argyll: Montrose asked this of him?

Mary: In remission of this debt. But Robert refused.

Argyll: I did not know your husband bore me such goodwill.

Mary: [stands] Indeed, Your Grace, I think he favors you no more than any other great man. "As wolves at lambing," that is his word for you all. Robert refused, not for Your Grace, but for his own honor, which he values above his own family, his kin and his clan, and for which I have oft chided him. But were he otherwise, he would not be Robert Roy MacGregor. Robert would not approve of my coming here to ask you for help, nor come himself if he were here. But I have no choice, unless I give him up entire to his enemies. And though I love his honor, it is but a moon-cast shadow to the love I bear him. By the grace of God, I have his child inside me and I will have a father for it.

Argyll: You do your man no dishonor, Mary. Faith, he is a man much blessed by fortune.

John Campbell, Duke of Argyll: So, Mr. Cunningham, what are these principal sins that distress your mother? Dice? Drink? Or are you a buggerer of boys?

Archibald Cunningham: It is years, Your Grace, since I buggered a boy, and in my own defense I must add I thought him a girl at the moment of entry.

Argyll: [laughs] Do you hear that, Will? Young Cunningham here was unable to tell arse from quim. What say you to that?

Will Guthrie: I've heard that many Englishmen have that same difficulty.

Agrippa: Well versed in the natural sciences and mathematics. She speaks seven languages proficiently. Were she not a woman one would consider her to be an intellectual. Nothing bores me so much as an intellectual!

Julius Caesar: Makes a better admiral of you, Agrippa.