Penny Dreadful: City of Angels
Sundays 10:00 PM on ShowtimePenny Dreadful: City of Angels Season 1 Episode 5: "Children of the Royal Sun" Quotes
Hey, my warrior, my avenging angel. No, no, you don't need regret.
Rio
I know what you think of her. Dragon Mother. But there are times, like that night, when you are alone and poor and you are small and weak and you are grateful for the dragon's roar.
Molly
Dottie: So this is the idea, huh? Blow up the world? You and your rockets?
Koenig: I do theory, not practical application.
Dottie: Isn't that convenient? Unfortunately, your Nazi friends do a lot of practical application.
People should die with dignity if that's how they lived.
Raul
You raised an honest man. Ain't nothing harder to find.
Lewis
She doesn't know who she's messing with. I'm goddamn King Kong today.
Townsend
Life isn't all about work and stress and strategy. Sometimes, life is surprising. All at once, okay, when you don't expect it, it's like the fog lifts and you're face to face with a vista you couldn't have dreamed. All yours to explore. If you're brave enough.
Townsend
One, I don't know who the fuck you are today. Two, I know you're hiding something about last night. Three, you've been up and down like a fucking yoyo and that makes me nervous because four, I don't feel like stepping into a dangerous situation with an unstable, armed yoyo at my side.
Lewis
It's time to purge. Goodbye to the blood of your enemy. To hiding your pride and your power. Goodbye to your weak and worthless gods.
Rio
We are the sons and daughters of Tenochtitlan. We sacrificed human hearts to the sun to quench the thirst of the sky. Unconquerable for a thousand years. And then, another world -- in floating mountains from Spain, with thunder in their gospels and hot slaughter in their cannons -- arrived on our shores. And the two worlds of the world met. Red and white. Aztec and European. Hummingbird wizard and Jesus. Malinche and the Virgin Mary. And they begat the children of the royal sun. Whose manifestation is the royal Pachuco. Whose coat of arms, whose profane declaration, whose poem to the ancestors, are the holy drapes, the warrior's armor.
Rio
