Ever After (1998)

Prince Henry: I have been born to privilege, and with that comes specific obligations.
Leonardo da Vinci: Horseshit.

[After pelting the 'horse thief' with many apples.]
Danielle: Forgive me, Your Highness, I did not see you.
Henry: Your aim would suggest otherwise.

Danielle: I insist you return my things at once. And since you deprive me of my escort, I demand a horse as well.
Gypsy Leader: M'lady, you may have anything you can carry.
Danielle: [Quickly glances at Prince Henry.] May I have your word on that, sir?
Gypsy Leader: [Thinks about it.] On my honor as a Gypsy, whatever you can carry.
[Danielle walks to Prince Henry, lifts him over her shoulders and begins to walk off with him. All the gypsies laugh.]
Gypsy Leader: [Laughing.] Wait! Please, come back! I'll give you a horse!

Prince Henry: [Speaking to Leonardo da Vinci.] Sir, you are the very founder of forward thinking and my father is the king of backward. Perhaps you can talk him into the 16th century.
Leonardo da Vinci: Captain Laurent, do translate.
Captain Laurent: Uh, Prince Henry suffers from an arranged marriage, signor...among other things.

Prince Henry: I have no desire to be king.
Danielle: Oh, but think of all the wonderful things you could do for your country, for the world.
Prince Henry: Yes, but to be so defined by your position. To never be seen as who you are, but what you are. You have no idea how insufferable that is.
Danielle: You might be surprised.

King Francis: I shall simply deny you the crown and...live...forever!

Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent: Darling, nothing is final until you're dead. Even then, I'm sure God negotiates.

[After Marguerite shouts at the servant.]
Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent: Marguerite, precious, what do I always say about tone?
Jacqueline: A lady of breeding ought never to raise her voice any louder than the... Gentle hum of a whisper in the wind.
Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent: Jacqueline, dear, do not speak unless you can improve the silence.

Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent: You have so much of your father in you. Sometimes I can almost see him looking out through your eyes.
Danielle: Really?
Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent: Yes, well, your features are so masculine. And, well, to be raised by a man no wonder you're built for hard labor.

Prince Henry: You would think I would know the way to my own castle.
Danielle: [From high up on a tree branch.] Why is it men never stop for directions? Ah! there it is! It is back that way!