James Cosmo: Campbell
Guard : Volunteers comin' in!
Faudron : [kneels] William Wallace, we've come to fight and to die for you.
William Wallace : Stand up, man, I'm not the Pope.
Faudron : [smiles and stands] My name is Faudron. My sword is yours. I brought you this.
[reaches for something, Hamish tries to stop him]
Guard : We checked 'em for arms.
Faudron : I brought you this.
[pulls out a sash]
Faudron : My wife made it for you.
William Wallace : Thank you.
Stephen : [starts laughing] Him? That can't be William Wallace. I'm *prettier* than this man!
[to the sky]
Stephen : Alright, Father, I'll ask him.
Stephen : If I risk my neck for you, will I get a chance to kill Englishmen?
Hamish : Is your father a ghost, or do you converse with the Almighty?
Stephen : In order to find his equal, an Irishman is forced to talk to God.
[to the sky]
Stephen : Yes, Father!
Stephen : The Almight says, "Don't change the subject, just answer the fuckin' question."
Hamish : Mind your tongue.
Campbell : Insane Irish.
Stephen : [draws a dagger on Campbell; everyone draws weapons] Smart enough to get a dagger past your guards, old man.
William Wallace : That's my friend, Irishman. And the answer to your question is "yes". You fight for me, you get to kill the English.
Stephen : [grins] Excellent!
[removes his dagger]
Stephen : Stephen is my name. I the most wanted man on my island, except I'm not on my island, of course. More's the pity.
Hamish : "Your island"? You mean Ireland?
Stephen : Yeah. It's mine.
Hamish : You're a madman.
Stephen : [nods and starts laughing, then Hamish does as well] I've come to the right place, then.
William Wallace : [after being outthrown] That's a good throw.
Hamish : Aye. Aye, it was.
William Wallace : I was wondering if you could do that when it matters.
[Hamish stares at him]
William Wallace : As it - as it matters in battle.
[Hamish continues staring]
William Wallace : Could you crush a man with that throw?
Hamish : I could crush you, like a worm.
Crowd : Oooohhh!
William Wallace : You could?
Hamish : Aye.
William Wallace : Well, then do it.
[to the crowd]
William Wallace : Would you like to see him crush me like a worm?
[the crowd cheers]
Murron : Aye!
William Wallace : [picks up a small stone] Come do it.
Hamish : You'll move.
William Wallace : I will not.
Hamish : Right.
Campbell : He'll move.
Morrison : Come on, Hamish!
Campbell : Come on there, boy!
[Hamish throws the stone but misses the unflinching Wallace]
Campbell : [pointing at Wallace] Well done!
[Wallace throws his stone hitting Hamish's head]
Hamish : Ah!
Crowd : Oooh!
Campbell : Fine display, young Wallace!
Campbell : [after his wound is cauterized] That'll wake you up in the mornin', boy!
Hamish : There's somebody coming.
Campbell : MacGregors from the next clan.
MacGregor : We heard about what was happenin' and don't want you "Amadans" thinkin' you can have your fun without us.
William Wallace : Go home. Some of us are in this; can't help that, now. But you can help yourselves. Go home.
MacGregor : We'll have no homes left when the English garrison from the castle comes through and burns us out. And they will!
[Wallace motions for the MacGregors to join them]