Rob Roy

Duncan MacGregor: Father, will the MacGregors ever be kings again? Rob Roy MacGregor: All men with honor are kings. But not all kings have honor. Duncan: What is honor? Rob Roy: Honor is what no man can give ya. And none can take away. Honor is a man's gift to himself. Duncan: Do women have it? Rob Roy: Women are the heart of honor. And we cherish and protect it in them. You must never mistreat a woman, or malign man. Or stand by and see another do so. Duncan: How do you know if you have it? Rob Roy: Never worry on the getting of it. It grows in you, and speaks to you. All you need do is listen.

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John Campbell, Duke of Argyll: So, Mr. Cunningham, what are these principal sins that distress your mother? Dice? Drink? Or are you a buggerer of boys? Archibald Cunningham: It is years, Your Grace, since I buggered a boy, and in my own defense I must add I thought him a girl at the moment of entry. Argyll: [laughs] Do you hear that, Will? Young Cunningham here was unable to tell arse from quim. What say you to that? Will Guthrie: I've heard that many Englishmen have that same difficulty.

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Rob Roy MacGregor: What passes for honor with me is likely enough the same as with Your Lordship. When my word is given, it is good. James Graham, Marquis of Montrose: Well, you are to be congratulated on such cheaply bought nobility.

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Archibald Cunningham: Think of yourself a scabbard, Mistress McGregor, and I the sword. And a fine fit you were, too. Mary MacGregor: I will think on you dead until my husband makes you so, and then I will think on you no more.

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Mary MacGregor: Your Grace, Robert finds himself in this position for taking Your Grace's part. John Campbell, Duke of Argyll: My part? What cause had he to do that? And in what manner? Mary: He refused to bear false witness against you, when the Marquis asked him to say that you were a Jacobite, to slander your name at court. Argyll: Montrose asked this of him? Mary: In remission of this debt. But Robert refused. Argyll: I did not know your husband bore me such goodwill. Mary: Indeed, Your Grace, I think he favors you no more than any other great man. "As wolves at lambing," that is his word for you all. Robert refused, not for Your Grace, but for his own honor, which he values above his own family, his kin and his clan, and for which I have oft chided him. But were he otherwise, he would not be Robert Roy MacGregor. Robert would not approve of my coming here to ask you for help, nor come himself if he were here. [stands] But I have no choice, unless I give him up entire to his enemie

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Archibald Cunningham: What did you do with that bag of guts Killearn? Vex me not, McGregor, or I shall have you dragged a while. And I am a man of my word. Rob Roy MacGregor: You're a thief, a murderer and a violator of women. Cunningham: Aah... I had hoped you'd come to me long since on that score. Rob Roy: If I had known earlier you would have been dead sooner. Cunningham: I will tell you something, to take with you. Your wife was far sweeter forced than many are willing. And truth put to it, I think not all of her objected...

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