- Sir Percy Blakeney: My friends will take you to Calais and hide you there. I promise you, your son will be delivered to you, alive and well.
- [Walks to the door]
- Suzanne de Fleury: Monsieur! Please!
- Sir Percy Blakeney: [He stops and turns to her] Madame?
- Suzanne de Fleury: I have heard tales of a man of your country who is credited with achieving things such as you have just promised. Do your friends call you the Scarlet Pimpernel?
- Sir Percy Blakeney: My friends call me... a friend. The other name is for my enemies. Adieu, madame.
- [Bows to her and leaves]
- Suzanne de Fleury: Goodbye and God go with you, friend!