Ladyhawke (1985)

Etienne Navarre: This lady... Did she perhaps have a name?
Phillipe: Not that she mentioned, why?
Etienne Navarre: Well, she may wander into my dreams. Wouldn't it be nice, if I could call her by name and pretend we've met before? I've waited a long time for such a lady.

Phillipe: We have come full circle, Lord. I would like to think there is some higher meaning in this. It certainly would reflect well on You.

Phillipe: Maybe I'm dreaming. My eyes are open, which means maybe I'm awake dreaming that I'm asleep. Or, or more likely, I'm asleep dreaming that I'm awake wondering if I'm dreaming.
Isabeau: You are dreaming.

Etienne Navarre: Each generation is called upon to follow its own quest.
Phillipe: And what is your quest?
Etienne Navarre: I must kill a man.
Phillipe: Tell me - does this walking corpse have a name?

Bishop: I believe in miracles, Marquet. It's part of my job.

Phillipe: If you lay one hand on her you will find it on the ground next to your head. Now ride on.

Etienne Navarre: And know this - if you fail, I will follow you the length of my days. And I will find you.

Phillipe: "You must save this Hawk" he said, "For she is my life, my last and best reason for living." And then he said, "One day, we will know such happiness as two people dream of, but never do."
Isabeau: He said that?
Phillipe: I swear it on my life.

Imperius: I fully expect to meet you at the Pearly Gates, little thief, and don't you dare disappoint me.
Phillipe: I'll meet you there, Father... even if I have to pick the lock.

Phillipe: When you kneel before the altar, how do you get up again?
Imperius: You sacrilegious young imp.

Bishop: Great storms announce themselves with a single breeze, and a single random spark can ignite the fires of rebellion.

Imperius: What do you want?
Phillipe: I was told to bring you this bird. It's been wounded.
Imperius: Oh, good shot! Bring it in, we'll dine together.
Phillipe: We can't eat this bird.
Imperius: What? Oh God, is it Lent again already?

Bishop: There is a woman.
Cezar: Your Grace?
Bishop: A beautiful woman with alabaster skin and the eyes of a dove. She travels by night, only by night. Her sun is the moon. And her name is... Isabeau. Find her and you find the wolf. The wolf I want. The wolf who... loves her.

Lieutenant: Open this door in the name of His Holiness the Bishop of Aquila.
Imperius: Be off with you. This is a house of God, not a brothel.
Lieutenant: I said open this door in the name of His Grace, the Bishop of Aquila.
Imperius: I've met the bishop, you blasphemous lout. And you look nothing like him.

Etienne Navarre: Tell me everything that she said. And I warn you, I will know if the words are hers.

Insane Prisoner: The Mouse? He left our house. No mouse today, he's run away. To ease the pain, he... he's down the drain.

Etienne Navarre: Do you know that hawks and wolves mate for life? The Bishop didn't even leave us that... not even that.