Not the archers. My scouts tell me their archers are miles away and no threat to us. Arrows cost money. Use up the Irish. The dead cost nothing.
[to Prince Edward] One day you will be a king. At least try to act like one.
Not my gentle son. The mere sight of him would only encourage an enemy to take over the whole country. So whom do I send?
The trouble with Scotland is that it's full of Scots.
Bring me Wallace. Alive if possible, dead... just as good.
[to all] Leave us.
[room clears, then Longshanks strikes the Prince]Wallace has already killed the magistrate, and taken control of the town!
My son's loyal wife returns, unkilled by the heathen.