Godfrey Quotes in Robin Hood (2010)

Godfrey: In the name of King John, pay or burn.

Sir Robert Loxley: [During the french ambush] You're English?

Godfrey: When it suits me.

Godfrey: I've come looking for Robert Loxley.

Sir Walter Loxley: My son has not returned.

Godfrey: That is the truth because he's lying in a French ditch.

Sir Walter Loxley: Who are you?

Godfrey: I'm the one who killed him.

Lady Jean: I love Percival.

Godfrey: Then you love in vain. He's dead.

Lady Jean: I can't believe that.

Godfrey: You're stubborn. He's dead.

Linet: He is not dead, Uncle. You mustn't say so.

Godfrey: HE IS DEAD!

Godfrey: You don't love anything, do you, Dagger?

Godfrey: May I be frank?

Molly: Is that your name?

Godfrey: No, my name is Godfrey.

Molly: All right, be frank.

Godfrey: The only difference between a derelict and a man is a job.

Godfrey: Prosperity is just around the corner.

Mike Flaherty: Yeah, it's been there a long time. I wish I knew which corner.

Godfrey: Do you think you could follow an intelligent conversation for a minute?

Irene: I'll try.

Godfrey: That's most of your stock. I knew it had been dumped on the market, so I sold short.

Angelica Bullock: I don't understand. You sold short. You mean gentlemen's underwear?

Godfrey: Tommy, there's a very peculiar mental process called thinking - you wouldn't know much about that - but when I was living here I did a lot of it.

[at the city dump]

Irene: Could you tell me why you live in a place like this when there's so many other nice places?

Godfrey: You really want to know?

Irene: Oh, I'm very curious.

Godfrey: It's because my real estate agent felt that the altitude would be very good for my asthma.

Irene: Godfrey's gonna be our butler.

Angelica Bullock: He's gonna be who's butler?

Irene: He's gonna work for us.

Angelica Bullock: Oh, that's ridiculous. You don't know anything about him. He hasn't any recommendations...

Irene: Well, the last one had recommendations and stole all the silver.

Angelica Bullock: Well, that was merely a coincidence.

Godfrey: People who take in stray cats say they make the best pets, madam.

Angelica Bullock: I don't see what cats have got to do with butlers.

Cornelia Bullock: You can't go on like this forever. You really like me and you're afraid to admit it, aren't you?

Godfrey: You want me to tell you what I REALLY think of you?

Cornelia Bullock: Please do.

Godfrey: As Smith or as a butler?

Cornelia Bullock: Choose your own weapon.

Godfrey: You won't hold it against me?

Cornelia Bullock: It's your day off.

Godfrey: Very well. You belong to that unfortunate category that I would call the "Park Avenue brat". A spoiled child who's grown up in ease and luxury... who's always had her own way... and who's misdirected energies are so childish that they hardly deserve the comment, even of a butler on his off Thursday.

Cornelia Bullock: [hurt and angry] Thank you for a very lovely portrait.

Guthrie: Are you wanted by the police?

Godfrey: That's just the trouble. Nobody wants me.

Godfrey: Why can't you let me alone?

Irene: Because you're my responsibility and someone has to take care of you.

Godfrey: I can take care of myself.

Irene: You can't look me in the eye and say that. You love me and you know it. You know, there's no sense in struggling against a thing when it's got you. It's got you and that's all there is to it - it's got you!

Godfrey: Do you mind telling me just what a scavenger hunt is?

Irene: Well, a scavenger hunt is exactly like a treasure hunt, except in a treasure hunt you try to find something you want, and in a scavenger hunt you try to find something that nobody wants.

Godfrey: Hmm, like a forgotten man?

Irene: That's right, and the one who wins gets a prize, only there really isn't a prize. It's just the honor of winning, because all the money goes to charity, that is, if there is any money left over, but there never is.

Godfrey: Well, that clears the whole matter up beautifully.

Irene: I went to Venice, and one night I went for a ride in one of those rowboats that the man pushes with a stick. Not a matador. That was in Spain. But something like a matador.

Godfrey: Do you, by any chance, mean a gondolier?

Irene: That was the name of the boat!

Irene: I'm terribly grateful. This is the first time I've ever beaten Cornelia at anything and you helped me do it.

Godfrey: Well, that makes me a sort of Cornelia beater doesn't it?

Irene: Can you butle?

Godfrey: Butle?

Irene: Yes, we're fresh out of butlers. The one we had left this morning.

Godfrey: Does the butler have quarters here in the house, or is that necessary?

Molly: Oh, you won't need any quarters. Just hang your hat near the door so you can get it quickly on the way out.

Godfrey: These flowers just came for you, miss. Where shall I put them?

Irene: What difference does it make where one puts flowers when one's heart is breaking?

Godfrey: Yes, miss. Shall I put them on the piano?

Godfrey: Hasn't anyone ever told you about certain proprieties?

Irene: You use such lovely big words. I like big words. What does it mean?

Godfrey: Well, I'll try to simplify it. Hasn't your mother or anyone ever explained to you that some things are proper and some things are not?

Irene: No she hasn't. She rambles on quite a bit, but then she never has anything to say.

Angelica Bullock: My ancestors came over on the boat. Oh, not the Mayflower, but the boat after that. What did your ancestors come over on, Godfrey?

Godfrey: As far as I know, they've always been here.

Angelica Bullock: They weren't Indians, I hope.

Godfrey: One can never be sure of one's ancestors.

Angelica Bullock: You know, you have rather high cheek bones...

Irene: [visiting Godfrey's restaurant built on top of the old dump] Oh my, how you've fixed this place up, Godfrey! It's much nicer than when I was here before!

Godfrey: Oh, you've noticed that, huh?

Irene: Are the forgotten men having a party?

Godfrey: It's their annual reunion.

Irene: I saw the mayor out there. Is he one of them, too?

Godfrey: He's the guest of honor.

Irene: Oh, it's a lovely view - the view of the bridge. Is it always there?

Godfrey: Most always.

Irene: Oh, you have a kitchen! I'm gonna like this place very much.

Godfrey: But you want me to remain, don't you?

Irene: Oh, of course!

Godfrey: And I want to justify your faith in me by being a very good butler, and filling the void created by your late, lamented Pomeranian.

Irene: Oh, I've forgotten all about him. He had fleas, anyway. Besides, you're different. You use big words, and you're much cuter.