Danielle: You sir are supposed to be charming.
Henry: And we, Princess, are supposed to live happily ever after.
Danielle: Says who?
Henry: You know, I don't know.
Danielle: I am visiting a cousin.
Henry: Who?
Danielle: My cousin.
Henry: Yes you said that. Which one?
Danielle: The only one I have sir.
Danielle: Just Breath.
Gustov: You look like a girl.
Danielle: That's what I am, half wit.
Gustov: But today you look it.
Danielle: Utopia.
Her father: It means paradise.
Lady: It would be ten years before another man who would enter her life. The man was still a boy in many. many ways.
Queen: Oh no, not again. (Henry running away.)
Rodmilla: Darling, nothing is final till you are dead...
Gustov: Have you lost your marbles?
Danielle: I am just a servant in a nice dress.
Marguerite: Somebody's in trouble.
Queen: Choose wisely Henry. Divorce is only something they do in England.
Paulette: The only throne I want her sitting on is the one I have to clean every day.
Rodmilla: One can not breath, one can not eat.
Marguerite: Oh, I do love a good intrigue.
Leonardo DiVinci: It looks like rain.
Danielle: Ahhhhh.
(Danielle leaves)
Henry: Why does she keep doing that?
Rodmilla: Oh you vicious, vicious man.
Danielle: Honestly your highness. Where is your sense of adventure?
Danielle: Why is it men never stop for directions?
Henry: You swim alone, climb rocks, rescue servants. Is there anything you don't do?
Danielle: Fly.
King: All right, who are you, and what have you done with our son?
Paulette: Why that was pure genius.
Leonardo DiVinci: Yes, I shall go down in history as the man who opened a door.
Danielle/Paulette: Wait it's tradition.
Rodmilla: Well, well, well. What have we here?
Danielle: I can explain.
King: WELL SOMEONE WELL BETTER!
Leonardo DiVinci: I know a life without love is no life at all.
King: I thought I had problems.
Jacqueline: Mother, it's only a ball.
Rodmilla: Yes, and you are only going for the food.
Rodmilla: She is mute, your highness.
Henry: She laughs at me, sir, as if she knows something I do not.
Danielle: Forgive me your highness, I didn't see you.
Henry: Your aim will suggest otherwise.
Rodmilla: Marguerite, percise, what do I always say about tone?
Jacqueline: A lady of breeding ought never to raise her voice any louder than a hum of a whispering wind.
Rodmilla: Jacqueline dear, do not speak unless you can improve the silence.
Rodmilla: Some people read cause they can not think for themselves.
Rodmilla: Oh Danielle you poor little country girl.
Rodmilla: Waste not, want not.
Danielle: I would die a thousand deaths than to see my mothers dress on that SELFISH COW!
Danielle: A bird may love a fish, sinore, but where will they live?
Gustave: Now?
Leonardo: When you're as old as I am my son, now is all you got.
Rodmilla: Jacqueline darling I hate to think you had anything to do with this.
Jacqueline: Of course not mother. I'm only here for the food.
Lady: My great great grandmother portrait hung up in the university until the revolution. By then the truth of their romance had been reduced to a simple fairy tale. While Cinderella and her Prince did live happily ever after, the point gentlemen is they did live.