The Prisoner of Zenda

Rudolf Rassendyll:
[having difficulty putting on the King's ring] I hope the crown's a better fit.

Rupert of Hentzau:
[referring to the King] He's in a woodcutter's cabin. Oh, and by the way, royal blood is not blue as most people think. It's red. I know because I had to spill a little.

Rudolf Rassendyll:
But surely, no woman in her right senses would prefer the duke to you.

Rupert of Hentzau:
Women are never in their right senses, thank goodness!

Rudolf Rassendyll:
[when his life is threatened by Hentzau] Half my kingdom... for a match.

Rupert of Hentzau:
Somebody once called fidelity the fading woman's greatest weapon, the charming woman's greatest hypocrisy, and you're very charming.

King Rudolf V:
You must forgive me if I seem a little slow, but it's a bit early in the day to see double. Even for me.

King Rudolf V:
You're a good fellow. Oh, you're English, but you're a good fellow.

Rudolf Rassendyll:
I know my clothes are a little conservative, but we English always dress as if we're going to a funeral when we're on a holiday.

Rudolf Rassendyll:
I probably looked like a prize idiot and talked like one too.

Princess Flavia:
You're too modest. You really looked and acted like a King today.

Rudolf Rassendyll:
Oh, thank you.

Princess Flavia:
It was delightfully unexpected.

Rudolf Rassendyll:
Oh.

Rupert of Hentzau:
I'm glad you stopped lying to me. I hate being lied to by women. They never did before. I always lied to them.

Rudolf Rassendyll:
I was hoping that our skeleton was safe at home in our family cupboard.

Fritz von Tarlenheim:
Some skeletons are prodigious travelers.

Rudolf Rassendyll:
Well I think everything went off very well don't you? For a coronation. I mean, that is, not that a coronation shouldn't go well. Provided the king puts in an appearance suitably dressed and suitably rehearsed.

Princess Flavia:
And suitably sober.

Rudolf Rassendyll:
And suitably sober! Yes, I was hoping you would notice that.

Rudolf Rassendyll:
I hope your trout take as much interest in me as you do. I shan't be able to land them fast enough.

King Rudolf V:
I propose a toast.

Man:
Here here!

Fritz von Tarlenheim:
Another toast!

King Rudolf V:
A toast to... have we anybody left?

Rudolf Rassendyll:
Your brother Michael, perhaps?

King Rudolf V:
We drink to Michael in vinegar, my friend, not in good wine.

Michael, Duke of Strelsau:
How badly did you wound him?

Rupert of Hentzau:
Not fatally, I'm afraid. But the cabin is very damp, your highness - he could easily develop pneumonia...

Michael, Duke of Strelsau:
And let the Englishman reign for the rest of his life? Could we ever expose him?

Rupert of Hentzau:
That hadn't occurred to me.

Michael, Duke of Strelsau:
But if the Englishman died first, and was buried in the cathedral as the King...

Rupert of Hentzau:
There are moments in your presence, your highness, when I feel myself an amateur.