Season of the Witch

The Girl:
We believe what we want to believe.

Debelzaq:
We're going to need more holy water.

Kay:
Honor is not a thing to be dismissed or forgotten.

[after Felson and Behmen are thrown into jail]

Felson:
What they do with deserters anyway?... Hang them?... [deeply in thoughts] Burn them?

Behmen:
Probably both.

Behmen:
[preparing for battle] Whomever slays the most men drinks for free.

Felson:
I'll take the 300 on the left, you take the 300 on the right.

Behmen:
But if we divide them evenly, who will buy tonight's drinks?

Felson:
Oh, you're buying, my friend.

Felson:
[fighting in the Crusades] You ever get the feeling God has too many enemies?

Behmen:
Being His friend is not so easy either.

Felson:
[looking at the Girl] Is that the witch?

Behmen:
That is not what I see.

Felson:
The priest said she confessed.

Behmen:
We both know that the Church can be most persuasive.

Felson:
[repeating Behmen's words] 'I serve the Church no more.'

[Felson laughs]

Felson:
Did you see the priest's face? Looked like someone pissed in his holy water.

Hagamar:
[about the Girl] She's watching me.

Debelzaq:
Put your mind on something else. She's trying to frighten you.

Hagamar:
It's working.

[Behmen is loading a crossbow to kill the Girl]

Debelzaq:
Behmen, what are you doing? Behmen! What are you doing?

The Girl:
He's doing what comes naturally. Killing the innocent.

Debelzaq:
There may be no room in your heart for God, Behmen. But in my heart, I know He would not abandon us. In God's name...

Behmen:
No man has spilled more blood in God's NAME, than I. A benevolent God would not ASK such things of men!

[the Girl smiles in delight as she listens]

Debelzaq:
But if you kill her, you will not have God to blame. Only yourself.

Debelzaq:
Let it be known to all here present, and before God himself, that this woman stands accused of witchcraft! That she has admitted to calling up a plague against all mankind.

The Girl:
[smiles] I'm flattered. But I must confess, I have deceived you.

Kay:
Behmen... what can I do?

Behmen:
Keep her safe.

[last lines]

The Girl:
So the plague passed and life returned to the land. There are many who say the plague was but a pestilence that finally broke, like the passing of a fever. They don't know the darkness that almost was. The sacrifices made. The heroes lost. I will tell their story. I was there. I know.

Grandmaster:
A thousand lost souls for the fires of hell. A glorious day for the Church.

Behmen:
You call this glorious? Murdering women and children?

Grandmaster:
Know your place, knight. You pledged your life to the cause.

Behmen:
For God. Not for this.

Debelzaq:
You swore an oath to God. Have you been released from this vow?

Behmen:
My vow is to God. Not the men who murder in His name.

Hagamar:
[locked in a stock] Ah, visitors. What can I do for you gentlemen? Perhaps you'd like to pelt me with fruit or kick me in the groin.

[first lines]

Peasant Girl:
No! No... please! I beg you. I beg you. I'm not a witch.

Behmen:
We've been walking all day and haven't passed a soul.

Felson:
Keep your souls, let me find a chicken.

Felson:
What is that smell?

Behmen:
That would be you.

Felson:
Tell me Behmen, are we going in there to defeat a demon, or to save the girl?

Behmen:
Both.

The Girl:
And you, Behmen! All you needed was a child to save. Someone to ease your pitiful guilt. Did you truly think that saving one ragged waif would change anything? Come, Behmen. Your sins are legion. How many innocent have fallen beneath that very blade?

Felson:
She's stronger than she looks.

Behmen:
Do you believe she's a witch?

Felson:
You felt her strength. Would you say it was that of a girl?

Behmen:
I've seen girls destroy men without lifting a finger.

Felson:
How many times do we have to go over this? It was in FRANCE!