"Well, that <i>is</i> good news! God be with you, you snaggle-toothed vultures! History, here I come!"

"This day has been as 'twere a mighty stew,
In which the beef of victory was mixed
With the vile turnip of sweet Richard slain
And the gristly dumpling of his killer fled.
But we must eat the yellow wobbly parts the Good Lord serves
In life, each man gets what he deserves.

Come on, let's go kill some more prisoners."

"And how are his dear little sheep?"

"You wish to mock my size?"

"Now, I'm afraid there's going to be a certain amount of violence, but at least we know it's in a good cause, don't we?"

"But it sounds <i>like</i> Greek. What's not Greek, but sounds <i>like</i> Greek? that's a good one, my lord!"

"my Lord, I have a cunning plan that cannot fail."

"Oh, damn: I'm always doing this. Did I say, your money or your life?
Sorry, slip of the tongue. Your money <i>and</i> your life.
Sorry."

"Tú nariz es más pequeña de lo esperaba."

"Your nose is smaller than I expected."

"As I thought, my lord, this man is the source of evil in your kingdom, this is your witch! Behold Lucifer's brother!

Humble bubbbbbilass jjjjjjjkklupeeeeeeeaaaaakkkkkk seeee!

Burn the witch! Burn! Burn!"

"Then you rman is Sane Jack O'Hooligan, the Man-Hating Goat-Murderer of Dingle Bay?"

"Acting dead. Now that i <i>can</i> do."

"So we are agreed: he who wins takes the horse?
There is our mark: You shoot first.
Yes. Good. Very Good. So good in fact... I'm going to have to... cheat."