- [after rescuing Rachel from rock-throwing villagers, Richard tends to her bruises and hurts her still more]
- Richard Grey: Sorry.
- Rachel: It is I who should be sorry. You were nearly killed because of me.
- Richard Grey: Hardly. My head is much too thick for a mere stone.
- Thin Scullery Maid: He's not your type.
- Fat Scullery Maid: Don't be so sure. He's a man and he's alive!
- [Richard puts his hands over Rachel's eyes]
- Richard Grey: Guess who? And for every wrong answer, I want a kiss.
- Rachel: King Edward?
- Richard Grey: Wrong - that's one kiss.
- Rachel: Ah, the Pope?
- Richard Grey: That's two.
- Rachel: The bravest, most handsome man in all of England.
- Richard Grey: You peaked!
- [the Abbot has demanded Sir Thomas turn Rachel over for trial as a witch]
- John Mullens: Some friendly advice from a concerned neighbor, Sir Thomas... I wouldn't consider too long. The Abbot really does have quite a nasty side.
- Armus Grey: Tell me about Rachel.
- Richard Grey: What about her?
- Armus Grey: Where did you meet?
- Richard Grey: In a small village half a day's ride from here.
- Armus Grey: What were the circumstances of your meeting?
- Richard Grey: She needed help. She was being attacked by villagers. Why are you asking me these questions?
- Armus Grey: She's been accused of witchcraft.
- Armus Grey: You must admit some pretty strange, bizarre things have happened since she arrived here.
- Richard Grey: Every one can be explained by coincidence.
- Armus Grey: And the coincidences continue to multiply!
- Richard Grey: Intelligent Armus; learned Armus - is it possible you've allowed ignorance and superstition to cloud your judgment?
- Armus Grey: More likely you've been blinded by love.
- Richard Grey: You're condemning a young girl you barely even know.
- Armus Grey: I have not condemned, I've questioned.
- Richard Grey: It is the asking of the question itself that indicts, brother!
- Richard Grey: [speaking to Sir Thomas] My father taught me to believe in the goodness of mankind, not ignorance and superstition; to defend the weak and those unable to defend themselves, to judge people not by what others might say about them, but by their own deeds. My father would have chosen the valiant part, no matter how difficult the journey.
- [the Abbot and the villagers prepare to burn Rachel at the stake for witchcraft]
- Sir Thomas Grey: Stop! Her death will not bring back the life of the cook or my son's health or your crops.
- Abbott: If she lives, all blights and plagues will be cast upon us!
- Sir Thomas Grey: We suffered blights and plagues before this woman came to our land and there'll be others after she's gone. I, more than anyone, have the most to lose if this woman is a witch... and I say she is not.
- Abbott: She has been charged by Holy Mother Church and found guilty! Who amongst you here challenge the authority of the church?
- Friar: I do!
- [the Greys and the friar surround the stake to which Rachel is bound and dare the Abbot to set the kindling ablaze]
- John Mullens: Light it!
- [the Abbot throws down his torch]
- John Mullens: What a waste of an opportunity.