Arthur: "I'm looking at you, Jacques. You'll need to control yourself."

Arthur: "We cannot have your raging battle lust rearing it's ugly head."

JACQUES: "What of it? These reserve forces are naught but rabble."

JACQUES: "Nothing more than greenhorn soldiers playing at war. Cutting them down would be child's play!"

Zenovia: "Ah, yes, I'm certain you'll fight valiantly!"

Zenovia: "When they sever your pompous head from your body, they'll be doing us all a service."

Zenovia: "Our ears will bear the torture of your foolish tongue no longer! "

Zenovia: "I simply cannot wait."

JACQUES: "Will you tell this wench to quiet herself, before I do so permanently?"

......

Penelope: "Gods, I cannot believe we are even doing this!"

Penelope: "I did not agree to this at all, this is asking for trouble..."

JACQUES: "And yet, there you sit. You could have remained back at the lodge, if you mean to whimper about it all day."