Good King Wenceslas

Duke Phillip:
You might even try to smile a little.

Princess Johanna:
It's enough that I'm here.

Tomas:
Prince or no prince, I've a good mind to take you over my knee and give you the whipping you deserve.

Prince Wenceslas:
Too old and too late. [Tomas punches Wenceslas in the jaw]

Princess Johanna:
Well, if you're the prince's groom, you must know him well. What sort of a man is he? You can tell me; it'll go no further, I swear. Is he well favored?

Prince Wenceslas:
Oh, not at all. This horse is prettier.

Princess Johanna:
Why do you stare so? You are impertinent.

Prince Wenceslas:
Between ourselves, my lady, the prince is no match for one as fine as you. You have eyes that could melt the coldest heart.

Princess Johanna:
And now you mock me?

Prince Wenceslas:
No. No, not I.

Princess Johanna:
'Eyes that could melt the coldest heart'? That's from some verse, I'm sure of it. I believe you were told to say these things to me by your master.

Prince Wenceslas:
Not the prince, my lady. He's very course in his ways.

Princess Johanna:
They told me he could read Latin.

Prince Wenceslas:
He can't read. He's cross-eyed.

Princess Johanna:
You were right, sire. The horse is prettier.

Brother Paul:
I learned from the people what happened. One of her majesty's barons came at night and struck Father Joseph with his sword. A giant of a man, they told me. Then his men destroyed the chapel. The people fled into the forest.

Prince Wenceslas:
This giant, did he speak?

Brother Paul:
Forgive me, sire.

Prince Wenceslas:
You can tell me.

Brother Paul:
He spoke only once and briefly. As he raised his sword he shouted, 'This is done in the name of Wenceslas.'

Prince Wenceslas:
She seems to me altogether remarkable.

Tomas:
I'd rather face a wild boar.

The Queen:
Oh, do try to be punctual on the day of your wedding. It's one of those strange little rituals of courtship that requires your presence.

The Queen:
Isolate the Prince. Eliminate all those who support him. Make use of the winter. Beat and starve the peasants into submission and raise their taxes. Take away the beams and the roof will collapse.

Prince Wenceslas:
We must endure the betrothal feast together. But you have nothing to fear from my step-mother while I am by your side. She is not all she seems, you know. Her true nature is sly and scheming.

Princess Johanna:
Then she is exactly what she seems.