That'll wake you up in the mornin' boy!
I've lived long enough to live free; proud to see you become the man you are. I'm a happy man.
I hope your husband goes to Scotland and meets Wallace and then you'll be a widow.
I can't hear, but it doesn't look good. The nobles will negotiate. If they do a deal, then we go home. And if not, we charge.
I know it is hard. Being a leader is. Now son, son, look at me. I can not be king. You, and you alone can rule Scotland. What I tell you, you must do. Not for me, not for yourself, but for your country.
An oath to a liar is no oath at all.
The king will be dead in a month and his son is a weakling. Who do you think is going to rule this kingdom?
I hope you washed your ass this morning, it's about to be kissed by a king.