Will Grimm Quotes in The Brothers Grimm (2005)

Will Grimm: I made that armour! It's not magic; it's just shiny.

Jacob Grimm: It's this way, Will!

Will Grimm: No, no, it's not, it's not. It's that way! Grandmother Toad told me!

Jacob Grimm: What?

Will Grimm: [dead serious] Trust the toad!

[Yelling at Jake up in the tower while being chased by a woodsman with an ax]

Will Grimm: Jacob Grimm, you bed-wetting piss bucket!

Sasha: It's alright! They're the Brothers Grimm! People talk about them in Marsburg! They're famous!

Will Grimm: Right you are, son! The famous Brothers Grimm. Look at this strapping young man.

Gregor: *He* is my daughter.

[Awkward pause]

Will Grimm: And a fine wife he'll make some lucky man.

Will Grimm: You killed my friends!

Delatombe: I only wish you had more!

Jacob Grimm: [about the Mirror Queen] She's still there, Will! She's still alive! Sh-she's up in the tower.

Will Grimm: What, for five hundred years?

Jacob Grimm: Yeah, but they haven't been kind, I can tell you that, Will!

Hidlick: How comes he gets to do the monsters, I end up playin' the girlie ghosts?

Will Grimm: Because you, my friend, have talent. You've got range.

Bunst: And what do I have, Will?

Will Grimm: You, my handsome friend, you have heart.

Jacob Grimm: And you, Will, have enough bullshit to fill the Palace of Versailles.

Will Grimm: Ignore him. He wishes his whole life was something out of a book. And now he thinks he's in love.

Jacob Grimm: Shut up, Will!

Will Grimm: Angelika, do what your father wanted: leave the village now.

Angelika: No, Will. I'm gonna find my sisters.

Jacob Grimm: Will doesn't care about them. Will doesn't care about anything but himself!

Will Grimm: This isn't a fairy tale. They are not coming back!

Jacob Grimm: This is not your world, Will!

[to Angelika]

Jacob Grimm: Angelika, you know, don't you? The story, it's happening to us now. We're living it. It's-it's alive, it's real, it's breathing. And we can give it a happy ending.

Angelika: Jake...

Jacob Grimm: Angelika, we'll find your sisters. All right? We'll bring them back.

Will Grimm: [getting angry] Bring back her sisters?

[kicks Jacob]

Will Grimm: Bring them back? Bring them back with what? Magic beans?

Jacob Grimm: Why do you say that?

Will Grimm: Magic beans don't work! They don't bring people back to life! They did not then and they will not now! You go wait by the horses! Jacob, wait by the horses!

Cavaldi: Grimmy. You are to have to stand trial for subterfuge, theft... and buggery!

Will Grimm: I'm sorry?

Cavaldi: For which the minimum sentence is...?

Delatombe: Death.

Will Grimm: Well, the music seems to have turned horribly French.

[last lines]

Will Grimm: I've been thinking of an alternative career path.

Jacob Grimm: Will.

Will Grimm: One that uses all of our new expertise.

Jacob Grimm: Will.

Will Grimm: Now, I haven't really sorted it yet...

Jacob Grimm: Will, Will, Will, listen. This is the real world. We're-we're men without a country, we're enemies of the state, and worst of all we haven't a single bean to our name.

Will Grimm: It's a good name, though, isn't it?

Jacob Grimm: It's a damn good name. Let's dance. Come on!

Will Grimm: [after escaping from a French guard, screaming like a girl] RUN!

Jacob Grimm: [pinned to the floor by another French guard] Will! Will, wait!

Will Grimm: [running out of the inn] Never fear, Jake!

Jacob Grimm: [screaming] Will! WILL!

Will Grimm: I shall return for you...!

[a bola trips Will up]

Cavaldi: Nice try.

Will Grimm: Beans, Jake.

Will Grimm: He can't hold his ale!

Jacob Grimm: I can't hold me ale!

Will Grimm: [Jacob goes into kiss to wake him up] Not you.

Jacob Grimm: [Snaps his head away and looks around] uh... perhaps you should give it a try Angelika.

Will Grimm: Jake, you're wearing a bonnet!

Jacob Grimm: Well, so are you!

[repeated line]

Will Grimm: Expensive.

[repeated line]

Will Grimm: Run! Run!

Will Grimm: All right, Jake. What do you want me to do?

Jacob Grimm: Honestly? You're my brother. I want you to believe in me.

Will Grimm: General, you keep working with Cavaldi, this country won't be yours much longer. He panics.

Cavaldi: The great Cavaldi NEVER panics!

[a small kitten rubs against his foot; he shrieks and kicks it into a fan]

Will Grimm: [about taking women upstairs] What do you say, Jake? A little chit, a little chat?

Jacob Grimm: A little huff, a little puff? Thank you very much, Will.

Angelika: Who's your friend?

Will Grimm: Um...

Cavaldi: I? Who am I? I am Mercurio Cavaldi, of the great Cavaldis du Parma, the master of the torturing arts.

Will Grimm: Steady, Cavaldi. We need her warm and breathing.

Will Grimm: [offering French soldiers wine] 1792. A very good Year.

Will Grimm: Life's little subterfuges make it all worthwhile.