Beowulf & Grendel (2005)

Gerard Butler: Beowulf

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Quotes 

• Beowulf : Has this thing, this troll, killed any children?

  King Hrothgar : No.

  Beowulf : Women?

  [Hrothgar shakes his head] 

  Beowulf : Old men?

  King Hrothgar : What are you saying? That he fights with a clean heart? He kills the strongest first. He shows us he can kill the strongest. Who cares if he spares the children? They'll die anyway without fathers.

  Beowulf : My wits still war with how this all began.

  King Hrothgar : Hate for the mead hall. I can only guess. The night we finished it the foul creep came.

  Beowulf : So, nothing was done to the troll itself?

  King Hrothgar : Oh, Beowulf, it's a fucking troll! Maybe someone looked at it the wrong way.

  Beowulf : Some Dane?

  King Hrothgar : ...I never begged anyone to come here. Take on our fight. I don't hold you here.

  Beowulf : I know you don't.

  King Hrothgar : Then don't sour my heart with talk about why a troll does what a fucking troll does!

• Brendan the Celt : Wise king, you must know of the name of Clovis.

  King Hrothgar : The Frank?

  Brendan the Celt : The Frank. Yes, yes, the Frank. The Christian sword of a land ten times what the Danes hold dear.

  Beowulf : He's dead.

  Brendan the Celt : Yes, ten years now. But not before he saw God's grace. The Visigoths of Aquitaine, the Romans under Syagrius, the Burgundians, Alamannians all fell before him, and all because he had God's ear.

  King Hrothgar : As I recall, he also had a thousand swords, neighbors soft on wine and pork, and no ice on his rivers...

  Beowulf : And no fucking trolls.

  King Hrothgar : And no fucking trolls!

• Beowulf : [kneels]  Sleep, Grendel.

• Thorkel : The Celt says that Jesus Christ never sleeps, that he walks amongst us.

  Beowulf : Oh, that's all we need, a god gone mad from lack of sleep.

• Beowulf : And what did he do to you?

  King Hrothgar : [shrugs]  Crossed our path. Took a fish.

• Beowulf : I'm Beowulf.

• Beowulf : Leave here troll, or stay and meet your doom!

• Beowulf : [on arriving]  I'm sorry, we didn't mean to wake you

  King Hrothgar : Wake me? I'm a grief-crippled king half drunk in the middle of the afternoon, what is there to wake?

• King Hrothgar : You ever worry about that? Heaven?

  Beowulf : I'm thinking I'll likely go where I'm sent.