When you took my lands you said that you'd make it up to me one day. Well this is that day. I want repayment. Let Castleroy go.

Leith

Mary, you're not even armed. Good lord!

Conde

The time has come for you to either dole out mercy or to crush them all but, whatever you choose, their is no turning back.

Catherine

Mary: The truth is those men broke into my chambers and I was raped.
Lola: Dear God.
Mary: I, I'm still in some pain and I prefer not to be touched. They beat me and one held me down while the other...

Francis: I wanted to one kind of King, and then I was forced to be another. Not I cannot go back.
Bash: Francis.
Francis: What is needed now is a King to be feared and not just for the prisoners, but for all of France and by God I will give them one so that this never happens again! Let them freeze.

You must separate yourself from this faith and you must do it immediately.

Greer

Francis: What is Mary doing here?
Catherine: She's looking for her rapist, and if you don't find him that's what she'll be doing for the rest of her life; in every room, in every crowd.

Francis, you seem shaken. But they failed and you're alright. Mary is alright.

Bash

Amy: Well, you got me something. Here.
Sheldon: Cookies?
Amy: They're your Meemaw's Christmas cookies. I called and got
the recipe.
Sheldon: They're perfect. It tastes like her hugs.
Amy: Merry Christmas, Sheldon.
Sheldon: I can't believe this. You're happy, I'm happy. Well, maybe a holiday that's all about giving isn't so...Get your hand out of that box!

If you pop him, I will vomit.

Raj

Santa: All right, let me see if I've got this straight. A picture of you on my lap is a way to punish your girlfriend for making you celebrate Christmas?
Sheldon: Correct.
Santa: Santa thinks dating you may be punishment enough.
Sheldon: There's an argument for that.

Bernadette: Wow, you really do love her.
Sheldon: I do. Now, let's find the kind of gift that makes her feel small and worthless.