Geraldine: Right, so just her first and last name then.
Geraldine: Come on Harry. You shouldn’t be marrying someone if you don’t even know their name.
Harry: Well… obviously it’s… Geraldine…
Geraldine: Grange… Pardon?
Harry: Geraldine Granger… I’m asking you to marry me, Geraldine Granger.
Sarah: It all adds up: the dots, the AI, the air force, the chip…
Derek: They’re nothing. Listen to yourself. First it’s the dots, then the AI, now it’s the chip. Whatever you’ve needed it to be, that’s what it is. You got played, it happens. Welcome to the human race.
I’m sorry, sir. I can’t answer that question.
It has been said that if you know your enemy and you know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. My war isn’t that simple.
Zaf: Where’s Jo?
Ros: Death by mascara. It was horrible to watch. Ruth’s agonizing over the fact that there are no more horses in modern-day warfare and Adam’s on a course learning how to lift his knuckles off the ground. So, you’ll have to make do with me, I’m afraid.
Zaf: Shouldn’t you be in prison or something?
Ros: This is the something.
You know what you’ve done so far? You’ve just removed one of the best officers from his job, you’ve left the security services vulnerable to becoming state-controlled. If that makes you sleep safer in your bed at night, then well done. A good day’s work, I’d say.
Home isn’t where you live. It’s where people understand you. If I don’t have trust from MI-5, from you, then I’ll never really be home. I’ll just be back in England.
It is a curse, being blessed with so much to offer.
Allan A Dale;
Allan: (as Marian rides up on her new horse) Whoa! Nice legs!
(Marian and Robin both look at him)
Allan: I meant the horse.
Robin: Promise me you won’t do anything in Locksley alone. Marian!
Marian: Ok, I promise I won’t do anything.
Marian: I won’t, but the Nightwatchman might.
Gisborne: You should have killed me when you had the chance. I’m gonna make you suffer before you die.
Robin: Just like you’re suffering now? You can kill me a hundred times over, but the pain you’re feeling, the hatred, the self-loathing, that’s never going to go away! You’ll never hate me as much as you hate yourself!
Guy of Gisborne;
Look at you; your plans are in ruins, the Black Knights are disbanded, and you’re having to buy the affections of a Prince who would rather see you dead. Why should I fear you?