Etienne Navarre Quotes in Ladyhawke (1985)

Etienne Navarre: Each generation is called upon to follow its own quest.

Phillipe: And what is your quest?

Etienne Navarre: I must kill a man.

Phillipe: Tell me - does this walking corpse have a name?

Etienne Navarre: [after catching Phillipe using his sword to cut firewood] This sword has been in my family for five generations. It has never known defeat. Until now.

Etienne Navarre: Do you know that hawks and wolves mate for life? The Bishop didn't even leave us that... not even that.

Etienne Navarre: Tell me everything that she said. And I warn you, I will know if the words are hers.

[Ladyhawke flies to Phillipe instead of Navarre]

Etienne Navarre: Last night...

Phillipe: Captain?

Etienne Navarre: Tell me about it.

Phillipe: What's to tell?

[to Ladyhawke]

Phillipe: Go on, go. Go, go... Go to the one you love. Well, we ran into a bit of trouble on our way to an inn.

Etienne Navarre: You took Isabeau to an inn?

Phillipe: Well, first we had to go to a stable.

Etienne Navarre: What did you do in a stable?

Phillipe: We changed clothes.

Etienne Navarre: *What*?

Phillipe: Well, not together, of course.

Etienne Navarre: You left her alone?

Phillipe: No, never.

Etienne Navarre: So you *did* change.

Phillipe: No. No. No.

Etienne Navarre: [spots Phillipe and Imperius walking away] You two!

[they turn to him]

Etienne Navarre: Come here.

[Philipe and Imperius approach Navarre and Isabeau]

Imperius: May God's blessings, be with you both, from this day forward.

Etienne Navarre: I bless the day that he brought you back to us, father.

[turns to Phillipe]

Etienne Navarre: And you. And you...

[he kisses Phillipe on the cheek]

Isabeau: [kisses Phillipe's cheek] You're the truest friend we could ever have.

[Seeing Isabeau for the first time in person in years]

Etienne Navarre: You cut your hair!

Etienne Navarre: And know this - if you fail, I will follow you the length of my days. And I will find you.

Etienne Navarre: This lady... Did she perhaps have a name?

Phillipe: Not that she mentioned, why?

Etienne Navarre: Well, she may wander into my dreams. Wouldn't it be nice, if I could call her by name and pretend we've met before? I've waited a long time for such a lady.

Phillipe Gaston: What a night...

Etienne Navarre: What happened?

Phillipe: Oh, nothing I couldn't handle.

Etienne Navarre: [upon seeing Phillipe's claw marks] What is that?

Imperius: That happened last night when he saved he your life.

Etienne Navarre: [pause, then to Phillipe] Forgive me.

[pulls Phillipe to his feet and hugs him]

Etienne Navarre: I'll show you idiots how to cage a wolf.

Phillipe: [regarding the empty space in the hilt of Navarre's sword] Sir, you don't think that I took that...

Etienne Navarre: No, this is mine to fill. Each generation is called upon to follow its own quest.

Phillipe: What is your quest?

Etienne Navarre: I must kill a man.

Phillipe: Tell me - does this walking corpse have a name?

Etienne Navarre: His Grace, the Bishop of Aquila.

Phillipe: The Bishop. I see. Well... Well, then you have much to do. And I've already been enough of a burden to you. I do hope our paths cross again one day.

Etienne Navarre: I need you to guide me into the city.

Phillipe: Not for the life of my mother! Even if I knew who she was.

Etienne Navarre: You are the only one who has ever escaped from there.

Phillipe: It was chance! Pure chance! A miracle! Once in a lifetime! I fell down a hole and followed my nose!

Etienne Navarre: [sighs] I have waited almost two years for a sign from God. So when I heard the morning bells of Aquila, I knew the moment of my destiny had come. You will be my guiding angel.

Phillipe: Me?

Etienne Navarre: [nods]

Phillipe: Sir, the truth is I talk to God all the time, and no offense, but He never mentioned you.

Etienne Navarre: No?

Etienne Navarre: I need you to guide me.

Phillipe: Not for the life of my mother! Even if I knew who she was.

Bishop: [Navarre approaches the Bishop with his sword drawn] But kill me, Navarre, and the curse will go on forever. You must think of Isabeau.

Etienne Navarre: Isabeau... is dead! Damn you.

[raises his sword to strike]

Etienne Navarre: Damn you to Hell!

Isabeau: Navarre?