A Knight's Tale (2001)

Shannyn Sossamon: Jocelyn

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• Jocelyn : Better a silly girl with a flower than a silly boy with a horse and a stick.

  Wat : It's called a lance. Hello?

• William : Your name lady, I still need to hear it.

  Jocelyn : Sir hunter, you persist.

  William : Or perhaps angels have no names, only beautiful faces.

• Jocelyn : Sir Ulrick. What are you wearing to the ball tonight?

  William : Er... nothing...

  Jocelyn : Well, we shall cause a sensation, for I'll dress to match.

  William : [annoyed]  Don't you ever get tired of putting on clothes?

  Chaucer : [whispers]  I believe she was talking about taking them off, sir.

  Jocelyn : A flower is only as good as its petals. Don't you think?

  William : A flower is good for nothing. You can't eat a flower, a flower can't keep you warm...

  Jocelyn : And a rose never knocked a man off a horse either, did it?

  William : You're just a silly girl aren't you.

  Jocelyn : Better a silly girl with a flower, than a silly boy with a horse and a stick...

  [she walks away] 

  Wat : It's called a lance. Heellooo?

• Jocelyn : Do not shush me, and spare him. Now be gone! Go!

• Jocelyn : Damn your pride, William. It is you, and only you, that will not see you run.

  William : My pride is the only thing that they can't take from me.

  Jocelyn : They can take it away from you; they can, and they will. Oh, they will. But love they cannot take.

• William : I will not lose.

  Jocelyn : Then you do not love me.

• Old Bishop : [after William rides into the cathedral on a horse to woo Jocelyn]  Ladies! Does this not shock you?

  Jocelyn : [feigning sadness]  I only laugh to keep from weeping.

  Old Bishop : I know, child. Pray that the years come quickly for you, taking your beauty so that you may better serve Him.

  Jocelyn : I do, every day.

  [raises hands to face] 

  Jocelyn : God, why did you curse me with this face?

  Old Bishop : God has a plan we know not.

  [offers hand to Jocelyn to kiss] 

  Jocelyn : [goes to kiss hand, but instead admires a costly ring on his finger]  Oh, that is lovely...

• Jocelyn : Your name makes no matter to me, so long as I may call you my own.

  William : Oh, but I am your own, Jocelyn.

• William : You favour cathedrals.

  Jocelyn : I come for confession. And the glass... a riot of color in a dreary, grey world.

• Jocelyn : Run and I will run with you.

  William : I cannot run!

• William : What do you think? Now that you know what I am?

  Jocelyn : To know what you are, William, would take a lifetime. One I am most willing to give. But right now you've got to run. There's nothing else to do. Run and I will run with you.

  William : Jocelyn, I cannot run. I'm a knight. And I will put myself to the hazard!

  Roland : A knight in your heart but not on paper. And paper's all that matters to them!

  Jocelyn : William, I love you. I love you. You... and I'm sorry but I won't see you led away, bound for the stocks.

  William : Oh, but you will see me run? No!

  Jocelyn : Damn your pride, William! It is you and only you that will not see you run!

  William : My pride is the only thing they can't take away from me!

  Jocelyn : But they can take it from you! They can and they will. Oh, they will. But love they cannot take.

  William : And... and where will we live? In... in my hovel? With the pigs inside in the winter so they won't freeze?

  Jocelyn : [crying]  Yes, William, with the pigs... with the pigs. The poor can marry for love.

  William : [angry]  Oh, Jocelyn, you speak of what you do not know!

  Jocelyn : William, I beg you! Please... run. Do it for love.

  William : [William turns around, looking desperately for support]  Roland, you would see me run?

  [Roland nods and looks down] 

  William : And you, Geoff?

  Chaucer : Yes, I wish you to with all the pieces of my heart.

  William : Wat, you and I, we aren't runners.

  Wat : [Wat smiles, but is holding back tears]  Yes... William, today we are.

  Kate : Run, William.

  William : NO!

  [Jocelyn closes her eyes, tears leaking down her cheeks] 

  William : I will not run! I am a knight!

• Jocelyn : I demand poetry, and when I want it, and I want it now.

  William : Your breasts... they're beneath your throat.

• William : Where will we live? In my hovel? With the pigs inside during the winter so they won't freeze?

  Jocelyn : Yes, William. With the pigs.

• Jocelyn : Even the peasants can marry for love.

• Adhemar : Why didn't Ulrich finish him?

  Jocelyn : He shows mercy.

  Adhemar : Then he shows his weakness - that is all mercy is.

• Jocelyn : I love you. There is nothing else to do. Run and I will run with you.

• William : Where will we live? In my hovel? With the pigs inside during the winter so they won't freeze?

  Jocelyn : Yes, William. With the pigs... The poor can marry for love...

  William : Oh Jocelyn, you speak of what you do not know...

  Jocelyn : William I beg you. Please, run... do it for love...

• Jocelyn : William, this pain is my doing.

  William : Yes, it is. Although, my father---he taught me to take the bad with the good.

  Jocelyn : Well, this "good" you speak of...

  William : Yes?

  Jocelyn : It will be my doing as well.