Prince of Pirates

[Nita helps rescue Prince Roland from an ambush by men masquerading as French soldiers]

Prince Roland:
What are you doing here?

Countess Nita Orde:
More importantly, what are they doing here?

Prince Roland:
Why didn't you take her home?

Jan:
Why aren't all tigers behind bars?

Greb:
Welcome to Fort Bleak!

Princess Maria:
At first sight, I would have preferred England.

Greb:
His Majesty, King Stephan of Haagen.

Princess Maria:
On second sight, Fort Bleak is looking better.

Countess Nita Orde:
[to Jan] Wait till she gets her third sight - when he throws her in the dungeon.

Countess Nita Orde:
You're not returning to that bedroom are you?

Prince Roland:
Why not? The night is young.

Countess Nita Orde:
But Princess Maria isn't.

Princess Maria:
Nothing you say will alter the fact that I am married to an imposter for life.

King Stephan:
His death will annul your marriage.

[Prince Roland's capture of the Spanish supply ships are not without casualties]

Prince Roland:
We grow smaller with each victory.

King Stephan:
Another headache?

Princess Maria:
Yes, I have.

King Stephan:
What am I going to marry - a woman or a headache!

Prime Minister Treeg:
You majesty, we've found Prince Roland's hideout. I've sent enough soldiers to make sure of his capture this time.

King Stephan:
I want more than his capture. Have horses saddled for us.

Prime Minister Treeg:
Yes, your majesty.

King Stephan:
[to Princess Maria] I am personally going to remove the cause of your headaches.

King Stephan:
It seems you have been causing you *wife* an unaccountable number of headaches. Hasn't he, darling?

Princess Maria:
Your brother seems to think I enjoyed your little treachery.

Prince Roland:
The greatest treachery, madam, was fate's interfering hand.

[last lines]

Greb:
As commandant of the palace, I wish to report that the French army is prepared to leave. Your majesty? Your majesty? Your majesty?

[Roland and Nita are kissing passionately]

Greb:
What am I supposed to do now?

General DuBois:
In France, we honor such moments with *silence*.