The Scarlet Pimpernel Quotes

Maximilien de Robespierre: Poor young Tallien. No Theresia, no heart. Soon no head

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Percy and Guests: (singing) Ah, ca ira, ca ira, ca ira, over in France there's a revolution! Ah, ca ira ca ira, ca ira, watch what you say or you'll lose your head! Ah, ca ira, ca ira, ca ira, pass some time, see an execution! Ah, ca ira, ca ira, ca ira, une deux trois and you fall down dead! Ah ca ira, ca ira, ca ira, hear the tale of Marie Antoinette-a! Ah, ca ira, ca ira, ca ira, a bloodier sight you have never seen!

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Percy Blakeney: [to Marguerite] It's a dangerous game, falling in love with a phantom. For all you know, he's a married man deeply in love with his wife...

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Percy Blakeney: Marriage isn't a word, it's a sentence.

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Percy Blakeney: Marriage isn't a word, it's a sentence.

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Percy Blakeney: Open up your sleeves, man. Let your ruffles take the air. Let them flow. Let them ripple.

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Percy: Clean bowled by God, sir! That's a cricketing expression, Monsieur Shuffle-on.

Chauvelin: Chauvelin.

Percy: Whatever.

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Sir Andrew Ffoulkes: Know her? Everyone in London knows Lady Blakeney.

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Sir Andrew Ffoulkes: Know her? Everyone in London knows Lady Blakeney.

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Sir Percy Blakeney, Bart.: They seek him here, they seek him there. / Those Frenchies seek him everywhere. / Is he in heaven, or is he in hell? / This damned elusive Pimpernel.

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Sir Percy Blakeney: [On Chauvelin's poem] In comparison, my own efforts are the merest doggerel. One might even say 'mongrel doggerel' ...

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Sir Percy: [on his poem] Well, the pretty thing rhymes in four places, don't you see? And if a rhyme rhymes, it makes a poem, if you follow me.

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Sir Percy: I knew that your tears would be the worst possible torture.

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Sir Percy: The only power that I can see at present, mademoiselle, is the power of your beauty.

Marguerite: Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Sir Percy.

Sir Percy: This beholder is enchanted.

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Sir Percy: You must tell me all about yourself, in every detail, but oh, so slowly, so very slowly, so that it takes a very, very long time.

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Chauvelin: Oh, the English, and their STUPID sense of fair play!

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Countess de Tournay: [accusing Marguerite of denouncing the Marquis de St Cyr] Can you deny that, Lady Blakeney?
Marguerite: I refuse to confirm or deny such accusations. For this is no trial - and you are no judge.
Countess de Tournay: True, Madame. God will be your judge.

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Fouquet: Her heart's as soft as her head.

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Marguerite: They seek him here,/ They seek him there,/ Those Frenchies seek him everywhere./ Is he in heaven,/ Or is he in hell?/ My own elusive Pimpernel.

Sir Percy: Sink me, the lady is a poet.
[they kiss]

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Percy: What is a wife but inexplicability in petticoats?

Marguerite: What is a husband but a bully in britches?

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Percy Blakeney: [to Marguerite] It's a dangerous game, falling in love with a phantom. For all you know, he's a married man deeply in love with his wife...

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Percy Blakeney: They seek him here, they seek him there, / Those Frenchies seek him everywhere. / Is he in heaven? Or is he in hell? / That damned elusive Pimpernel!

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Percy Blakeney: Sir my most abject and humble apologies, I completely drowned your cravat. How can I possible make amends for such clumsiness?
Chauvelin: It's of no consequents it's only a cravat.
Percy Blakeney: Only a cravat? Oh, my dear sir. A cravat is the apotheosis of all neckwear. A cravat desigeshes a man of refinement from the merely ordinary it sneers at the severity of the stock. It is the only item of dress the expresses true individuality. And whether is be made of lace or silk or the finest loom it thrives on ingenuity, on originality, and above all on personality down to the last skilled of twist of bow or knot

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Percy: What is a wife but inexplicability in petticoats?

Marguerite: What is a husband but a bully in britches?

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Prince Regent: Percy. Fashionably late, as usual.

Sir Percy: Sink me, your highness, it was this damned cravat. Simply refused to tie. I ask you. Sticking out like a pincushion.

Prince Regent: I might have known it would be something serious.

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Prince Regent: Percy. Fashionably late, as usual.
Sir Percy: Sink me, your highness, it was this damned cravat. Simply refused to tie. I ask you. Sticking out like a pincushion.
Prince Regent: I might have known it would be something serious.

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Sir Percy: What is it you Frenchies say? Tou-che? You see I'm a poet, and you didn't know it, what?

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Sir Percy: If I were to tell you that I adore you, would you have me do so stintingly?

Marguerite: *Adore* me?

Sir Percy: Or would you have me declare it as I feel it, with all my heart?

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Sir Percy: This little revolution of yours is monstrous intolerable.

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Sir Percy: He was looking for the Scarlet Pimpernel. I pray he found a fool.

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