The Storyteller Quotes
Prisoner 1: Your honor, how can you sleep at night with the beauty singing by your bed?
Prisoner 2: Beloved she calls you, and dearest.
Prisoner 3: You're true bride she cries 'I am your true bride'.
Prince: When do you hear these things?
Prisoner 1, Prisoner 2, Prisoner 3: All the night, all the night.
Prisoner 2: Beloved she calls you, and dearest.
Prisoner 3: You're true bride she cries 'I am your true bride'.
Prince: When do you hear these things?
Prisoner 1, Prisoner 2, Prisoner 3: All the night, all the night.
Movie: The Storyteller
Storyteller's Dog: [frightened of a spider] Have ya killed it?
The Storyteller: Yes.
Storyteller's Dog: Promise?
The Storyteller: Promise. I popped it between my fingers. Come and see. It's quite a mess. Blech!
Storyteller's Dog: Good. Yuck! They're foul. they don't even know the meaning of the world bone.
The Storyteller: What a noodle you are, frightened of a little thing.
Storyteller's Dog: You're afraid of rats!
The Storyteller: Everyone frightened of rats. They're rattish. Thats normal. Why? Have you seen a rat?
The Storyteller: Yes.
Storyteller's Dog: Promise?
The Storyteller: Promise. I popped it between my fingers. Come and see. It's quite a mess. Blech!
Storyteller's Dog: Good. Yuck! They're foul. they don't even know the meaning of the world bone.
The Storyteller: What a noodle you are, frightened of a little thing.
Storyteller's Dog: You're afraid of rats!
The Storyteller: Everyone frightened of rats. They're rattish. Thats normal. Why? Have you seen a rat?
Movie: The Storyteller
The Storyteller: This morning a man blessed, by lunch a flea. This does not bode well for the evening. Unless I find my story, it's a boil in the oil...
Movie: The Storyteller
The Storyteller: And not a minute it seemed, before there he was: a son, a boy. And the young mother would have given anything, everything to say his name, sing to him, whisper... But she couldn't, so she didn't.
Movie: The Storyteller
The Storyteller: Orpheus wanted to keep her away from the untrimmed trees and the ragged depts of the forests because he knew who was there.
The Dog: Who was?
The Storyteller: Centaurs, Fauns, Satyrs, creatures given up to pleasure, hairy and unpredictable.
The Dog: Like me . [laughs]
The Storyteller: Hairy anyway. [scratches the dog's belly]
The Dog: Who was?
The Storyteller: Centaurs, Fauns, Satyrs, creatures given up to pleasure, hairy and unpredictable.
The Dog: Like me . [laughs]
The Storyteller: Hairy anyway. [scratches the dog's belly]
Movie: The Storyteller