Bowen Quotes in DragonHeart (1996)

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Bowen Quotes:

  • King Arthur: A knight is sworn to valor.

    Bowen: A knight is sworn to valor.

    King Arthur: His heart knows only virtue.

    Bowen: His heart knows only virtue.

    King Arthur: His blade defends the helpless.

    Bowen: His blade defends the helpless.

    King Arthur: His might upholds the weak.

    Bowen: His might upholds the weak.

    King Arthur: His word speaks only truth.

    Bowen: His word speaks only truth.

    King Arthur: His wrath undoes the wicked.

    Bowen: His wrath undoes the wicked!

  • Draco: Who's the girl?

    Bowen: A nuisance! Get rid of her.

    Draco: Why?

    Bowen: They're trying to placate you with a sacrifice.

    Draco: [knowingly] Oh, now whoever gave them *that* bright idea?

    Bowen: Never mind! Just get rid of her!

    Draco: How?

    Bowen: Eat her!

    Draco: Oh, please. YUCK!

    Bowen: Aren't we squeamish; you ate Sir Egglemore, hypocrite!

    Draco: I merely chewed in self-defense, but I never swallowed.

  • Bowen: I no longer try to change the world, dragon, I just try to get by in it.

    Draco: Yes, well, it's better than death, I suppose.

    Bowen: Oh, is it? I should think you'd welcome death. You know, the last of your kind, all of your friends dead, hunted wherever you go...

    Draco: Do you delight in reminding me? Yes, knight, I do long for death, but, fear it.

    Bowen: Why? Aside from your misery, what's to lose?

    Draco: My soul.

  • Bowen: I will not stop until I've rid the world of every last one of you.

    Draco: I *am* the last one!

  • Bowen: And now, Draco, without you, what do we do? Where do we turn?

    Draco: [rising] To the stars, Bowen. To the stars.

  • Draco: [after Bowen has been in his mouth for several hours] It seems we're in a bit of a stalemate... Wouldn't you say?

    Bowen: [Wipes away slobbery dragon spit] I can go three days without sleep.

    Draco: I can go three weeks.

    Bowen: [Groans in frustration] I'll stab you before I nod off.

    Draco: And I'll chomp you.

    [Scoffs]

    Draco: Marvelous... we'll kill each other.

    Bowen: What do you suggest?

    Draco: A truce. Get out of my mouth and we'll talk... face-to-face.

    Bowen: [sighs] How do I know I can trust you?

    Draco: I give you my word.

    Bowen: The word of a dragon - it's worthless.

    Draco: [Growls and pushes Bowen out with his tongue] Stubborn lout!

    Bowen: [Falls on his back and Draco pins him down with his forepaw] Argh! I should've known...! Go on... Kill me!

    Draco: [Opens his mouth and fixes his jaw to close properly] I don't want to kill you! I never did. And I don't want you to kill *me*!

    [Bowen looks at him]

    Draco: How do we gain? If you win, you lose a trade. If I win, I wait around for the next sword-slinger thirsting to carve a reputation out of my hide. And I'm *tired* of lurking in holes and skulking in darkness... I'm going to let you up now, and if you insist, we can pursue this fracas to its final stupidity... or... you can listen to my alternative.

    [Bowen staggers to his feet wearily groaning with the sword in his hand; gives him a hard stare]

    Draco: Hmmmm?

    Bowen: [in exhausted reluctance] What's the alternative?

  • Bowen: Dreams die hard and you hold them in your hands long after they've turned to dust.

  • Bowen: [stuck in Draco's mouth, sees an arm stuck in the teeth and plucks it out] Oh, good Lord! Sir Egglemore!

    [throws the arm out behind him]

    Draco: Oh, thank you very much. It's been stuck down there for months. Can you get your buttocks off my tongue?

    Bowen: Why should you be comfortable? My armor is rusting in your drool and your *breath*, is absolutely *foul*!

    Draco: Well, what do you expect, with an old knight rotting between my molars?

  • [Bowen has been wedged in Draco's mouth for some time]

    Draco: [muffled] Oh, God, my mouth is so dry.

    [a rumble starts deep in his throat]

    Bowen: [realizing] No, no, no! Stop! No, no, no, stop!

    [Draco clears his throat, and a gob of dragon mucus hits Bowen in the face]

    Draco: Sorry about that.

  • Bowen: [Draco is towing him through the air by a cable attached to his leg] You can't fly forever!

    Draco: Neither can you!

    Bowen: Oh, no...!

    Draco: Come, visit the woods!

    [flies over the canopy, dragging Bowen through the trees]

    Draco: Look out!

    [Bowen narrowly avoids a tree... ]

    Draco: Well done!

    [... and crashes into the next one]

    Draco: Ooh! Pity. That must have hurt.

    [another crash]

    Draco: Again!

    [yet another crash]

    Draco: And again! How do you like the ride so far?

  • Draco: When there are no more dragons to slay, how will you make a living, knight?

    Bowen: SHUT UP!

  • Draco: Bowen, meet Kara.

    [thinking Bowen has come to kill Draco, Kara waves a dagger in Bowen's face as if to protect Draco from him]

    Bowen: [smirks at Draco] You should've eaten her.

  • King Einon: [laughing] Well, well, well. It can't be. But it is! My old mentor. Still giving carving lessons?

    Bowen: Get off your horse and I'll give you one.

    King Einon: Time's not been kind to you, Bowen. You should never have broke with me.

    Bowen: It was *you* who broke with me.

    King Einon: And yet you return to me with this girl I lost.

    Bowen: [Bowen looks at Kara. Kara shakes her head and raises her dagger] I think she wants to stay lost.

    King Einon: Not her decision, I'm afraid!

    [Brok starts to dismount, but Einon raises a hand to stop him, then dismounts himself and draws his sword]

    King Einon: I'm ready for my lesson now, knight.

  • Bowen: Don't clutter up a clever scheme with morality.

  • Bowen: You are the last.

    Draco: My time is over! Strike!

    Bowen: You are my friend.

    Draco: Then as my friend, STRIKE, PLEASE!

  • [Bowen simply stares as Kara passionately implores him to help lead the rebellion]

    Kara: What are you looking at?

    Bowen: Myself, once upon a time.

  • Draco: Such deception hardly befits a knight of the Old Code.

    Bowen: Ha! Fleecing Einon's lackeys, that's a service to mankind.

    Draco: Is it? When you squeeze the nobility, it's the peasants who feel the pinch.

  • Gilbert of Glockenspur: My humble life is indebted to your exalted prowess, your dauntless courage, and your superb, swift sword!

    Bowen: You have the poet's gift of exaggeration.

    Gilbert of Glockenspur: Oh, sir, you should read my histories.

  • [Bowen has just pretended to kill Draco for a second time]

    Gilbert of Glockenspur: Well done, Bowen! You've done it again! What a brute! That's even bigger than the last one!

    Bowen: Actually, he's about the same size.

  • King Einon: [Bowen, Kara, and Gilbert enter the castle to see Einon waiting for them] Well, well, well, what a pleasant surprise. I expected you, Bowen, but with my bride-to-be as well. And with a priest to wed us.

    Bowen: To bury you.

    King Einon: [stands] Well, to bury one of us.

  • Bowen: [the villagers pelt Kara when she alls for rebellion] Why waste good food on bad rhetoric?

  • Lord Felton: [Bowen has just slain a dragon] Well done, knight! Congratulations. Our gratitude, mine and King Einon's.

    Bowen: You can keep your gratitude; I'll take the gold. Yours or the king's.

    Lord Felton: Gold, knight?

    Bowen: We made a bargain, remember? One dragon put down, one bag of gold.

    Gilbert of Glockenspur: Your honor has a price, Sir Knight?

    Bowen: It has *expenses*. Honor won't feed my belly nor shoe my horse.

  • Draco: [talking about Bowen earning money for killing dragons] Well, since you seek a profit, we might as well begin.

    Bowen: Oh, don't flatter yourself! It's not the profit. It's the pleasure!

    Draco: Perhaps less pleasurable and more costly than you think!

  • Gilbert of Glockenspur: Never have I seen such skill.

    Bowen: Then you must have lived the sheltered life of a m...

    [recognizes Gilbert for what he is]

    Bowen: monk.

  • Gilbert of Glockenspur: [as Draco carries Gilbert, Bowen and Kara away from the cannibal village] AAARGH! WE'RE GOING TO DIE! WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIIIE!

    Bowen: No, Brother Gilbert, we're not going to die! We're just... FLYING!

  • Bowen: [teaching Gilbert to shoot] Draw your bow, sight along the arrow, release!

    [releases the arrow, arrow sticks in the dummy's head]

    Hewe: Beginner's luck. Try again.

    Bowen: Steady...

    Bowen: [Gilbert releases the arrow, which sticks in the wooden dummy's crotch; laughing impressed] Brother Gilbert. You're a natural.

  • Bowen: There's nothing noble about crushing desperate men.

  • Bowen: Why don't you sit down?

    Chris Hale: I wouldn't sit on your death bed.

  • Bowen: I like to keep my neck in shape. I stick it out so often.

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