- Sir Bryant: What's this? A most unusual way of preparing for battle, I would say.
- Prince Valiant: We prepare for a battle of a different sort, Sir Bryant.
- Sir Bryant: Then I wish you victory. But remember: we go north at dawn.
- Arn: This won't take long. It's just a, simple, friendly supper. Right, Valiant?
- Prince Valiant: That's the plan.
- [they grin at each other nervously]
- Elizabeth: Could it be, Rowanne, that you left King Arthur's court not because Camelot wasn't worthy of you, but because you were not worthy of it?
- [first lines]
- [covering the head of a man lying in a bed]
- Chamberlain: The king is dead... long live the king.