Count Bertrand:Allow me to introduce myself.
Sir Hudson Lowe:That's quite unnecessary. I know who you are.
Sir Hudson Lowe:You are free to move anywhere on the island, provided you are accompanied by an English officer.
Napoleon Bonaparte:I am not your prisoner.
Sir Hudson Lowe:You held a great deal of power for a very long time. I expect it's not easy to accept someone else in command. Nevertheless, that is the fact of the matter.
Napoleon Bonaparte:The Pope considered me despicable, yet he crossed the Alps to anoint me. The King of Austria called me a Corsican gutter rat, and gave me his daughter as a bride. Anyone can make use of a friend. The trick is to use one's enemies.
Barry O'Meara:Apart from my duties as your physician, I'm required to report daily that I've seen you as a precaution against escape. I agreed to obey that order on the condition that I could inform you of it. I'm not a spy.
Napoleon Bonaparte:I have nothing against spies.
Napoleon Bonaparte:I'd like a bible.
Sir Hudson Lowe:It never occurred to me that you were religious.
Napoleon Bonaparte:I only read the love poetry. And the battle scenes. You can learn a lot from those Old Testament boys.
Napoleon Bonaparte:Power is my art. I love it. The way a musician loves his instrument.
Napoleon Bonaparte:You think there's always a choice between good and evil? Sometimes there's only a choice between horrors.
Barry O'Meara:Why, when a respectable man does something despicable, does he always insist it's his duty?
Sir Hudson Lowe:Could I say although this is the first time I've had the honor of meeting you in person, I've long regarded you with the utmost admiration; well aware that you make a point of keeping out of the public eye, and that many of your countrymen are unaware of the historic services that you have rendered to...
Lord Sissal:[interrupting]Do you always talk so much, or is it a disease one catches out here?
Napoleon Bonaparte:There are only two kinds of men in the world: those who will use you, and those you can use.
Lord Sissal:Ah, Thomas.
Barry O'Meara:Yes sir?
Lord Sissal:Saw your father before I left. Asked me to inquire how you were getting on.
Barry O'Meara:[who thinks his father is a political sell-out]Tell him I'm working on a plot to burn Parliament.
Lord Sissal:[laughing]I'll tell him! Never liked your father. Puritanical bastard! Stupid as a flatiron!
Lord Sissal:[laughing]Set fire to Parliament! That's it! Incinerate the bastards!
Lord Sissal:Either accept our terms, or you hang. It's what's known in the law books as blackmail, and in the history books as statesmanship.
Betty Balcombe:Papa is sending me to school in London. God, how I longed for it! Begged him! He wouldn't hear of it.
Napoleon Bonaparte:How did you manage?
Betty Balcombe:I found a man I could use: I told him I was in love with you. He can't wait to pack me off.
Napoleon Bonaparte:When I go into battle, I never bother to take food for all my troops. It stands to reason some of them will be killed. Why bother hauling provisions for corpses?
Lord Sissal:It appears the gentleman will be staying. Carry on as before.