女王神剑 (1985)

Red Sonja:

No man may have me, unless he's beaten me in a fair fight.

Kalidor:

So, the only man that can have you, is one who's trying to kill you. That's logic.

[Red Sonja goes and lies down. Kalidor picks up his sword and holds it to her throat]

Kalidor:

If you yield only to a conqueror, then prepared to be conquered.

Red Sonja:

Don't be a fool, I don't want to kill you.

Kalidor:

Try it.

Red Sonja:

Falkon, may I give you a word of advice? Put him over your knee and beat some manners into him.

Brytag:

This is my land. All that pass through pay me tribute.

Red Sonja:

How much, Brytag?

Brytag:

Who mentioned money? Tribute, I said. The tender kind all women pay to Brytag.

Red Sonja:

(drawing her sword) Suppose I don't. Suppose, instead, I open up that great, fat belly of yours?

Brytag:

I'm going to feed your eyes to the birds, red-hair!

Red Sonja:

I don't need eyes to find you, I can smell you at a hundred paces!

Red Sonja:

But why didn't you tell me who you were?

Kalidor:

You didn't seem to want a man's help. But you needed it, so that's why I followed you. I had to be sure you reached the talisman.

Red Sonja:

I see, I misunderstood. I thought you had another reason.

Kalidor:

I did. (He kisses her.)

Red Sonja:

What happened?

Falkon:

What happened? Queen Gedren attacked us is what happened.

Red Sonja:

Gedren? Queen Gedren?

Falkon:

That's right. She knocked down half the city with her new weapon and demanded our surrender.

Prince Tarn:

My army ran away. Do they want to live forever? I refused to surrender.

Falkon:

So she knocked down the other half.

Prince Tarn:

Why does she fight so hard? She doesn't want to win.

Ikol:

[referring to the Killer of the Icthyan Caverns] My Queen, this pet of yours is difficult for the rest of us to control; there can be no guarantees that something won't... well, go wrong.

Queen Gedren:

If anything does, YOU will be its next victim.

Prince Tarn:

[upon finding the Great Pearl of the Icthyan Caverns] This could buy me an army, or even rebuild Habloc! Dig it out, Falkon!

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Falkon

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Your Highness, this pearl may BELONG to somebody.

Prince Tarn:

It does! And he wants it NOW!

Kalidor:

I know you're a brave girl, but danger is my TRADE.

Red Sonja:

If danger is a trade, I'll learn it by myself.

Brytag:

I will tell the future in your entrails, Red Woman!

Red Sonja:

I know my future. You have none.

Swordmaster:

Hatred of men in a lovely young woman... Such could be your downfall.

Red Sonja:

I don't hate ALL men, Grandmaster.

Swordmaster:

Those words would have brought music to my heart, thirty years ago.

Brytag:

[Upon being challenged by Sonja to a death-duel, in lieu of paying "tender tribute"... ] Woman, I have fought 177 men. Only one survives, and he has no legs. *You DARE to mock Brytag?*

Red Sonja:

That takes no daring. But when I've killed you ...

Brytag:

*When you've KILLED me!*

[laughs scornfully]

Ikol:

[Gedren's fortress continues to shunt aside the Talisman's earthquakes and storms. In her throne room... ] Majesty, the Talisman is almost beyond control. We must bury it in the dark before it is too late.

Queen Gedren:

It'll be buried when I have no further use for it, and that time shall come with the end of time itself.

Ikol:

*It will kill us all.* Majesty, what do you want? Our vaults are brimming with gold. Great kingdoms live in terror of us! *What more is there?*

Queen Gedren:

The *world,* Ikol! Today we took the kingdom of Toktyl. But I have wider claims, and the Talisman will enforce them!

Ikol:

Madness. There will be no world.

[flees the throne room]

Ikol:

... THERE WILL BE NO WORLD!

[Gedren laughs amid the chaos]

Gedren's Handmaid:

[her only line] She's gone. Oh, I'm so glad that you've come. Please, will you protect me? I'm so frightened.

Prince Tarn:

Boy? Boy?