Montrose Quotes in Rob Roy (1995)

Montrose: Great men, such as yourself, draw rumors as shite draws flies.

Duke of Argyll: You are the shite, Montrose, and the flies upon it!

Montrose: I have had a message from His Grace the Duke of Argyll. It seems our MacGregor is holed up with him. He offers us a match: you and the Highlander.

Archibald Cunningham: [rasping whisper] Bring him on.

Montrose: You speak, Archibald! One must never underestimate the healing power of hatred.

Robert Roy MacGregor: What passes for honor with me is likely the same as what passes with Your Lordship. When my word is given, it is good.

Montrose: Well, you are to be congratulated on such cheaply-bought nobility.

Montrose: You are damned, MacGregor. Damned to hell.

Robert Roy MacGregor: [laughing] Come, Your Lordship. Leave the Devil some work. You've done enough for one day.

Duke of Argyll: You promised MacGregor amnesty from his debts if he would lay charges against me.

Montrose: So! That is how he cozened you into giving him shelter.

Duke of Argyll: Oh, I know the truth when I hear it.

Montrose: Oh! And here was me, thinking that was God's gift alone.

Duke of Argyll: Do not think that all sins go unpaid in this life, Montrose.

Montrose: Well... I see one set soon to be paid for.

[the Duke hands Montrose a goblet of wine]

Montrose: [deeply sarcastic] You honor me, sir, to serve me with your own hand.

Duke of Argyll: I tell you, James, I forget how much you dislike me until I'm in your presence.

Montrose: You have slept your last peaceful night, MacGregor. You and yours.

[repeated line]

Montrose: So, MacGregor...