Mel Gibson (back to the M list / G list)

William Wallace: Every man dies, not every man really lives.

William Wallace: It's all for nothing if you don't have freedom.

William Wallace: Are you ready for a war?

Hamish: Personal escort of the princess.

William Wallace: Aye.

Hamish: Musta made an impression.

William Wallace: Aye.

Hamish: I didn't think you were in the tent that long.

William Wallace: There's a difference between us. You think the people of this country exist to provide you with position. I think your position exists to provide those people with freedom. And I go to make sure that they have it.

William Wallace: Lower your flags and march straight back to England, stopping at every home you pass by to beg forgiveness for a hundred years of theft, rape, and murder. Do that and your men shall live. Do it not, and every one of you will die today.

William Wallace: I came back home to raise crops, and God willing, a family. If I can live in peace, I will.

William Wallace: Why do you help me?

Princess Isabelle: Because of the way you are looking at me now.

William Wallace: Go back to England and tell them there that Scotland's daughters and her sons are yours no more. Tell them Scotland is free.

Royal Magistrate: The prisoner wishes to say a word.

William Wallace: Freedom!

Thomas Craven: You had better decide whether you're hangin' on the cross... or bangin' in the nails.

Thomas Craven: Everything's illegal in Massachusetts.

Martin Riggs: Flied lice?

Uncle Benny: Flied lice? It's fried rice, you plick.

Roger Murtaugh: You ever hear of Ebony Clarke?

Martin Riggs: Yeah, she writes those cheesy sex novels. Why? You boinkin' her?

Roger Murtaugh: No I'm not boinkin' her! Trish is Ebony Clarke!

Martin Riggs: Oh, so you ARE boinkin' her.

Roger Murtaugh: Yeah... Yeah, I'm boinkin' her!

Pocahontas: It would've been better if we'd never met. None of this would have happened.

John Smith: Pocahontas, look at me. I would rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you.