The Prince and the Pauper (1937)

Robert J. Mauch: Prince Edward

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Quotes 

• [Miles sits down to share the supper] 

  Prince Edward : Would you sit in the presence of your king?

  Miles Hendon : Now, see here, my lad!

  Prince Edward : I will no longer tolerate your manner.

  Miles Hendon : [humoring him]  I ask your pardon, your majesty, but after that chase we led them it would be good to sit down.

  Prince Edward : Perhaps.

  [Miles sits] 

  Prince Edward : No! Custom must be preserved - you will stand.

  [Miles stands and then leans against the wall, getting annoyed as the prince finishes the supper] 

  Prince Edward : I was very hungry. Feel better now.

  Miles Hendon : I'm gratified, your majesty.

  Prince Edward : Come to think of it, I'm under obligation to you in many ways. Your service demands rich reward.

  Miles Hendon : Oh, a mere nothing, your majesty.

  Prince Edward : You may have any reward you wish... name it.

  Miles Hendon : The, uh, privilege of sitting in your majesty's presence.

  Prince Edward : Advance, fellow, and give me your sword.

  Miles Hendon : [gives his sword to the prince]  Did you find the mutton tough, sire?

  Prince Edward : Kneel.

  [the prince lays the sword on Miles' shoulder] 

  Prince Edward : While England remains - and the crown continues - you and your heirs, forever, may sit in the presence of the majesty of England.

  [the prince taps the sword on Miles' shoulder] 

  Prince Edward : Arise, Sir Miles Hendon.

  Prince Edward : For pity sake, sit down.

  Miles Hendon : Thank you, your majesty.

• [the boys are switching clothes - the prince holds up one of Tom's tattered garments] 

  Prince Edward : Are there in any vermin in this?

  Tom Canty : So few you'll hardly notice them at all, your highness.

• [Miles has taken the Prince to his home for the night] 

  Prince Edward : I'm hungry. What have you to tempt my appetite?

  Miles Hendon : Well, now, that depends on what didn't tempt the mices.

  Prince Edward : Mice?

  Miles Hendon : Oh, yes. I had to fatten them all up. You see the, uh, cat threatened to leave.

  Prince Edward : You're making a joke.

  Miles Hendon : The humor of being short of rations, my small friend, has always escaped me.

  Prince Edward : Then you're poor?

  Miles Hendon : Would you believe it? I am.

• Prince Edward : Who are you, fellow?

  Miles Hendon : Miles Hendon, Your Majesty.

  Prince Edward : Your name is not familiar. What is your trade?

  Miles Hendon : Soldiering, sire.

  Prince Edward : In my service?

  Miles Hendon : In the service of anyone who can afford enemies.

  Prince Edward : Soldier of fortune. Strange profession.

  Miles Hendon : Well, of the three of them for a gentleman without means I think it's the most amusing. Cheating at cards means associating with dull people. Preaching the gospel means wearing one of those funny hats.

• [John and Hugo have brought the prince - thinking he's Tom - to help them steal from the inn] 

  John Canty : Now, remember: if ya don't do like you've been told, we'll put climes on ya! Twenty of 'em! Ya know what climes are?

  [the prince shakes his head, 'no'] 

  John Canty : Tell him, Hugo.

  Hugo : They're little bandages, with a bit o' paste on 'em, made o' soap and quicklime and rust off old iron. And when ya takes 'em off there's the nastiest looking sore that ever made a citizen sick. Sores that don't get well, but spread like a disease.

  Prince Edward : No... no... I'll steal.

  John Canty : Let's get at it then.