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from Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time (2003) (VG)

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Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time (2010)
Prince Dastan: You enjoy telling me what to do.
Tamina: Only because you're so good at following orders.
Prince Dastan: Don't press your luck.

Tamina: Dastan, where's the dagger?
Prince Dastan: You're welcome to search me for it. You'll have to be very thorough.

Prince Dastan: [noticing the sand dervishes have been following them] We have to get out of here.

Tamina: That's impossible.
Prince Dastan: Difficult, not impossible.

Bis: Oh so you won't be happy until you get us all killed.
Prince Dastan: Oh, wonderful speech, Bis. Rousing!

Prince Dastan: [doing difficult backflip] The third step is the hardest!

Tamina: Must feel wonderful winning such a claim for destroying such an innocent city.
Prince Dastan: Oh, a pleasure to meet you too, Princess.

Prince Dastan: Perhaps we can find another solution!

Tamina: [as Dastan's leaving on his horse] So you're going to leave me here, in the middle of nowhere? Noble Dastan, abandoning a helpless woman in the wilderness! What does your precious honor have to say about that?
Prince Dastan: [returning] Give me the strength not to kill her.
Tamina: [Tamina gives him a look]

Tamina: [sarcastically] Such a noble prince.
Prince Dastan: Such a gentle princess.

Prince Dastan: Ostrich racing?

Prince Dastan: [carrying a fat king] Couldn't you have found somebody lighter?

Prince Dastan: Difficult, not impossible.
Tamina: All more proof you're insane.
Prince Dastan: Why do you look so impressed?

Prince Dastan: I didn't kill Father.

Prince Dastan: The secret guardian temple outside Alamut is a sanctuary, the one place the dagger can be hidden safely, the only way to stop this Armageddon. That's the truth, Dastan. Give me back the dagger, so that I can take it there.
Tamina: Oh. I can't do that.
[he starts walking away]
Tamina: ... I'm coming with you.
Prince Dastan: [in disbelief] You're going to help me?
Tamina: Well we can sit here and chat, or you can get on the horse.

Prince Dastan: Sheik Amar, listen to me...!
Sheik Amar: I'd rather not.

Prince Dastan: What temple? This is a pile of stones and rocks!

Prince Dastan: I know it hasn't been easy between us Garsiv, but still, we *are* brothers.
Garsiv: Touching words with my sword at your throat.

Tamina: [about to die] I'm ready for this.
Prince Dastan: I'm not.

Tamina: It's gone. Protect the dagger no matter the consequences; that was my sacred calling. That was my destiny.
Prince Dastan: We make our own destiny, Princess. We'll get it back.

Prince Dastan: And you used to be a better liar, Princess.

Prince Dastan: [comes out of hiding] Hello, Tus.

Prince Dastan: If we don't stop him, our world could end.
Tus: If you're gonna kill me, best you do it now.
Prince Dastan: [pulls out dagger] This is no ordinary dagger.

Tus: Stop! A moment ago, you died before my eyes.
Prince Dastan: [relieved] Oh, you pressed it.
Tus: How did you know I would?
Prince Dastan: Because we are brothers.

Prince Dastan: You murdered your family. Sharaman was your brother.
Nizam: And my curse.

Tamina: [as they're hanging from the precipice] Stop him! If the glass shatters the world dies with it! It's not my destiny, it's yours. It always has been. Let me go.
Prince Dastan: I won't.
Tamina: Let me go.
Prince Dastan: *I'm not letting you go*!

Prince Dastan: [to Nizam] You had what every man could ever dream of. Love, respect, and family. But that wasn't enough for you, was it?

Tamina: You know you really walk like one. Head held high, chest out, long stomping strides. The walk of a self-satisfied Persian prince. No doubt it comes from being told since birth the world is yours, and actually believing it.
Prince Dastan: I wasn't born in a palace like you! I was born in the slums of Nasaf, where I lived if I fought and I clawed for it.
Tamina: Then how did you become a prince?
Prince Dastan: The king... marched into the market one day, and he... I don't know, he... he found me. He took me in, he gave me a family, he gave me a home.
Prince Dastan: [he turns away, then turns back]
Prince Dastan: What you're looking at, is... the walk of a man, who just lost everything.

[repeated line]
Sheik Amar: Have I told you about the Ngbaka?
Prince Dastan: Yes, you have.

Seso: Where will you go?
Prince Dastan: Alamut. Nizam will use that dagger to pierce the Sand Glass. And he has to be stopped.
Sheik Amar: [mocking] He has to be stopped, he has to be stopped. That's good.
[Seso looks at Sheik]
Sheik Amar: What? Oh, a knife thrower with a conscience!

King Sharaman: [to those inside the palace after suggesting Dastan should marry Tamina] He plunges into a hundred foes without thought, but before marriage he stands frozen with fear! And there are those who say he is not yet wise!
[the Persians laugh]
Prince Dastan: [quietly to Bis] I need a drink.
[the robe Sharaman is wearing begins to smoke and burn him; soldiers rush to pull it off only for their hands to be burned]
Garsiv: [runs in to help] Out of my way!
[soldiers pull him back after his hands burn]
Prince Dastan: [kneels next to the king] Father.
Nizam: Oh God, help us! The robe, it's poisoned!
Prince Dastan: Somebody help him.
Garsiv: The robe Dastan gave him!
King Sharaman: [to Dastan] Why?
Prince Dastan: *Somebody help him*!
Garsiv: Seize the murderer!
Prince Dastan: *Somebody help him*!

Prince Dastan: What aren't you telling me?
[Tamina looks around for help]
Prince Dastan: The tribesmen left. Maybe they tired of your penchant for lies and backstabbing.
Tamina: I had no choice but to leave you. I take it your uncle didn't listen.
Prince Dastan: It wasn't Tus that killed my father, it was Nizam.
Tamina: [confused] Your uncle?
Prince Dastan: His hands were burnt. He said it happened trying to pull off the cloak that killed my father. I've gone over it and over it in my mind, he never touched the cloak, he must have handled it before. It was Nizam who poisoned it. What good does turning back a few moments of time do my uncle? None. He murdered my father for more than just a dagger. What aren't you telling me?
[produces the dagger]
Prince Dastan: You know, you've got quick hands, but so do I. If you want it back, you tell me everything. No more games, no more lies.

Tamina: [about the dagger as he's walking away] You don't understand what's at stake! This is a matter for the Gods, not man!
Prince Dastan: Your gods, not mine!

Prince Dastan: [after tying together two guards] Hold this.
[he then jumps over the railing, causing the guards to smack into it]

Prince Dastan: [to Bis and his men] You take care of the outer gate, you leave the impossible one to me.

Tamina: Such a noble prince.
Prince Dastan: Such a gentle princess.
Tamina: How taken you were with my fainting act, eagerly leaping to assist the fallen beauty.
Prince Dastan: Who said you were a beauty?
Tamina: There must be a reason why you can't take your eyes off me.
Prince Dastan: You're... I... I don't trust you. And you're not my type.

Prince Dastan: [watching Sharaman's funeral from a rooftop, seeing thousands of guards] I need to get a message to my uncle to meet me.
Tamina: That's impossible.
Prince Dastan: [Dastan leaps across rooftops, onto ledges and horses, and delivers a secret message to Nizam; the scene cuts to him meeting up with Tamina]
Prince Dastan: Difficult, not impossible.
Tamina: All more proof you're insane.
Prince Dastan: Why do you look so impressed?

[last lines]
Tamina: How can I trust the man who breached the walls of my city?
Prince Dastan: Well, I'm starting to think I'm no longer the same man who breached those walls.
Tamina: That's a short time for a man to change so much.
Prince Dastan: Perhaps.
Tamina: It sounds as if you've discovered something here.
Prince Dastan: And what might that be?
Tamina: A new spiritual awareness.
Prince Dastan: Destiny.
Tamina: Yes, exactly.
Prince Dastan: I believe we make our own destiny, Princess.
Tamina: You have an unfortunate lack of curiosity.
Prince Dastan: No doubt one of my many flaws.
Tamina: Please don't mock me, Prince.
Prince Dastan: Oh, I hardly think we know each other well enough for that, Princess, but I look forward to the day that we do.

Tamina: The dagger blade is the only thing that can pierce the Sand Glass and remove the Sands of Time, but the handle only holds one minute.
Prince Dastan: What if one were to place the dagger in the Sand Glass and press the jewel button at the same time?
Tamina: Sand would flow through endlessly...
Prince Dastan: could turn back time as far as you like.
Tamina: Yes, but it is forbidden.

Prince Dastan: Our orders were to subdue Koshkahn, not to attack Alamut.
Tus: Wise words, little brother.
Nizam: Words won't stop our enemies, once they're armed with Alamutian blades.

Bis: Remind me why we're disobeying your brother's orders?
Prince Dastan: Because Garsiv only knows how to attack head-on. It'll be a massacre. The Alamutians will be busy with the main gate so we slip through the side.

Bis: That's our way in. There are two gates. The outer one is easy; it's the inner gate that's impossible. That gate mechanism is protected by two-man guard towers.
Prince Dastan: Yeah well there's always a way in, Bis. You take care of the outer gate, you leave the impossible one to me.
Bis: Oh so you won't be happy until you get us all killed.
Prince Dastan: Oh, wonderful speech, Bis. Rousing!

Tus: You and Garsiv can handle father in my absence. You do have a gift to honor him with?
Prince Dastan: [Slightly drunk] Of course!
[Turns to Bis]
Prince Dastan: Bis! Gift!
[Bis looks at him confused]
Prince Dastan: It's been momentarily misplaced...
Tus: I knew you'd forget.

Tus: [Looking at Tamina] A rare jewel. Present her to the king for me this evening, Dastan.
Prince Dastan: Sure you really want another wife, brother?

Tamina: So I'm being escorted by Prince Dastan, the Lion of Persia. Must feel wonderful winning such a claim for destroying such an innocent city.
Prince Dastan: Oh, a pleasure to meet you too, princess. And allow me to offer, that if punishing the enemies of my king is a crime, then it's one I'll gladly repeat.
Tamina: Then you are a true prince of Persia. Brutal. Without honor.
Prince Dastan: Don't make the mistake of thinking you know me, princess.

Prince Dastan: You've eased Father's anger, Uncle.
Nizam: One day, you'll have the pleasure of being brother to the king, Dastan. As long as you remember your most important duty, you should do well.
Prince Dastan: Oh, and what's that?
Nizam: Making sure his wine glass stays full.

King Sharaman: [to Dastan] The princess of Alamut will be your first wife!
[Dastan looks shocked and Tamina looks uncomfortable]
King Sharaman: What say you, Dastan?
Prince Dastan: Uh...
King Sharaman: He plunges into a hundred foes without thought, but before marriage he stands frozen with fear! And there are those who say he is not yet wise!
Prince Dastan: [quietly to Bis] I need a drink.

Prince Dastan: I didn't murder my father. That robe was given to me by my brother. Tus did this.
Tamina: And now he stands to be crowned king.
Prince Dastan: I didn't kill my father.
Tamina: I believe you.
Prince Dastan: You shouldn't be here. I shouldn't have let you come.
Tamina: But you did.

Tamina: Where are you going?
Prince Dastan: To Avrat, where my father will be buried.
Tamina: You're wanted for the king's murder and you're marching to his funeral alongside thousands of Persian soldiers?

Tamina: Every road to Avrat will be covered with Persian troops!
Prince Dastan: Well, I'm not taking roads. I'm going through the Valley of the Slaves.
Tamina: No one goes near that wasteland. It's filled with murdering cutthroats.
Prince Dastan: Yes, so they say.
Tamina: Your whole plan is suicide!
Prince Dastan: My brother murdered my father and let his blood in my hands! If I die trying to set that right, then so be it!

Tamina: Without the right sand it's just another knife. Not even very sharp.
Prince Dastan: This sand, is there more of it?
Tamina: Of course not!
Prince Dastan: How can I get some?
Tamina: Try standing on your head and holding your breath.

Prince Dastan: Incredible! Releasing the sand... turns back time! And only the holder of the dagger is aware of what's happened. He could go back and alter events, change time. And no one knows but him. How much can it unwind? Answer me, Princess!
Tamina: You destroyed my city!
Prince Dastan: Our invasion wasn't about weapon forges, it was about this dagger. After the battle, Tus asked for this dagger as tribute. I didn't think anything of it, but now I see. With it he could change anything, he could change the, the course of a critical moment in battle, he could foresee the blade of a rival! He wouldn't just be king, he'd be the most powerful ruler Persia has ever seen, greater even than my father. It was all about this dagger!

Prince Dastan: I've heard all these terrible stories of this place.
Sheik Amar: [laughing] The bloodthirsty slaves, murdering their masters? It's a good story; it's well told, ever-evolving, yeah but alas untrue.
Prince Dastan: But the skeletons that we saw at the...
Sheik Amar: ...I bought those from a gypsy in Bacara. Ah, I crafted our lurid reputation in order to fend off the most insidious evil that's been lurking this forsaken country of ours. Y'know what I'm talking about?
[Dastan shakes his head]
Sheik Amar: Taxes!
Sheik Amar: Gah, these Persians! Their armies, their fortresses, their roads. Who pays for it all, eh? The small businessman! See that's why I started a little campaign, to spread some false notoriety. I spread it like a venerable disease in a Turkish harem!

Tamina: Our friends in the palace say the Persians have broken through to the first level of the tunnels. They'll reach the Sand Glass within hours. Nizam's keeping the dagger in the High Temple, guarded by some sort of demon, covered in spikes.
Prince Dastan: The Hassansin that killed my brother.
Tamina: It's the only thing that stands between us and the dagger. No man can stand within twenty yards of him and live.
Seso: Some don't need to get that close.

Tamina: I'm desperate for a drop of water!
Prince Dastan: Well that's more than we have since you emptied our canteen hours ago.
Tamina: I wasn't born of this desert like you Persians, all shriveled and angry. My constitution is much more... delicate.
Prince Dastan: I think you mean spoiled.
Tamina: The wells of Alamut are famed for their clean, cold water.
Prince Dastan: Perhaps less time admiring your wells and more time guarding your walls, and you wouldn't be here.
Prince Dastan: Hah, a miracle! I've silenced the princess!
[he turns around to see Tamina lying on the ground; he moves over to help her]
Prince Dastan: Tamina? Tamina. Can you hear me?
Tamina: [she suddenly knocks him out cold with a bone and steals the dagger] Yes Dastan, I can hear you!

Prince Dastan: [smirking] What do you intend to do with her?
Tamina: [sarcastically] Yes, do tell him, can't you see how concerned he is?

Prince Dastan: Nizam! Don't use the dagger to undo your past! It will unleash...!
Nizam: ...unleash what? God's wrath? Hell itself?
[he kicks Dastan in the face]

Prince Dastan: Garsiv! I didn't kill Father.
Garsiv: Then God will pardon you... after your head rolls.

Prince Dastan: We can't stop.
Sheik Amar: Well perhaps you can't, but we can!
Tamina: We could use your help getting to the temple.
Sheik Amar: Oh, by crossing the Hindu Kush with a storm blowing? You attract trouble like flies 'round rotting mango *and* you're insane!
Tamina: There's gold at the temple. More than ten horses can carry. Tax-free.

Prince Dastan: That's all you got?

Prince Dastan: As hard as it is for me to admit you were right
[he rips her necklace containing some of the sands of time off her]
Prince Dastan: I did see what I was looking for.

Prince Dastan: [Holding a knife to Tus' throat as guards approach] We need to talk.
Tus: Then talk.
Prince Dastan: Alone.

Prince of Persia: The Two Thrones (2005) (VG)
The Prince: Farah!
Farah: How do you know my name?
The Prince: Yes... I...
The Dark Prince: I *eagerly* await your response.
The Prince: I have heard tales... wondrous tales... of a beautiful... and brave Princess of India... one who has travelled to Babylon, seeking to punish... an evil Vizier... who has caused her great distress!
[Farah draws an arrow and aims at the Prince]
The Dark Prince: See? Now she's going to kill us.
[Farah's arrow passes the Prince by a few inches, and hits a Sand Creature right behind him]
Farah: How in the world have you managed to survive this long? Good luck, stranger.

The Dark Prince: Oh come now. Did you really expect to find him alive? After everything you have experienced, still you hold out hope?
The Prince: Oh father, what have I done?...
The Dark Prince: What now then? Gather up enough sand and perform another grand rewind? Or return to the island and travel back to a time he might still be saved, maybe even save your damsel in distress along the way?
The Prince: No. You are right, I have been like a child, naive and arrogant, always rushing to undo my mistakes. Never facing the consequences of my actions.
[the Prince stands up]
The Prince: No more. I accept what I have done, and all it implies.
[transforms back into the Prince]
The Dark Prince: What is this? You have no water. How did you...?
The Prince: You have no power over me anymore. Be gone! Retreat to whatever dark hole spawned you, but do not trouble me again.

The Dark Prince: You know, I've been thinking about what Farah said earlier. She has a point. How do you plan to kill the Vizier? He's immortal now.
The Prince: The dagger made him into what he is. It can unmake him.
The Dark Prince: I suppose we will know the truth of this soon enough.

The Prince: No more rooftops.
The Dark Prince: Indeed. Irritating little detour. Let us be on with it. Head down to street level and we will look for a way to regain the rooftops.
The Prince: You are an insistent inner voice, aren't you?
The Dark Prince: Well, *someone* has to make the decisions.

The Prince: [about Farah] She called me stranger... She remembers nothing of our past together.
The Dark Prince: Because it never happened. You know, no Sands of Time, no Azad, you get the Vizier but you loose the girl. It doesn't matter, we're better of without her. Or have you forgotten? Maybe a few arrows in the back will help stir your memory.
The Prince: We must catch up with her.
The Dark Prince: Fair enough. Though I suspect you and I want very different things from the girl.

Farah: [after the Prince helped her to proceed] Thank you, Prince.
The Prince: Of course. The problem is, now *I* am trapped.
The Dark Prince: Just like a woman. Solving *her* problems creates a new one for you.
Farah: Allow me to return the favor, then.
[Farah she shoots a bell down with an arrow so the Prince can climb out]
The Prince: You were saying?
The Dark Prince: Go on then.

The Prince: I hope Farah is all right.
The Dark Prince: You are spending way too much time looking after the girl. Is this necessary?
The Prince: You sound upset. Are you jealous?
The Dark Prince: Just focus on getting to the palace!

The Prince: [in Dark Prince form] I cannot let Farah see me like this!
The Dark Prince: Worry she will prefer the new you?
The Prince: Charred skin, glowing eyes, melted face. I'm sure it will be love at first sight.

The Dark Prince: [while chasing Farah] Is this necessary?
The Prince: Yes!
The Dark Prince: You're sure?
The Prince: [annoyed] Yes!
The Dark Prince: Fine! Waste your valuable time rescueing the Princess! I can only imagine what the Vizier is doing right now. Probably expanding his army, torturing innocent citizens, deciding what kingdom to conquer next! What he *should* be doing is dying!
The Prince: I have *not* forgotten my mission.
The Dark Prince: Could've fooled me.

The Dark Prince: I really expected quite a bit more from you. On the Island of Time you were so focused, so dedicated.
The Prince: So selfish...
The Dark Prince: Nonsense! You were simply trying to protect what was yours! Where's the harm in that?
The Prince: Look around! All of this destruction is *my* doing!

The Dark Prince: Traipsing through a brothel while your city falls apart! That's not what I call heroic.
The Prince: I am here for Farah.
The Dark Prince: You're not here for her, you're here for you! She made you feel guilty and you hope to prove her wrong! Your reasons for being here are hardly selfless.
The Prince: You do *not* know my motives, and you do *not* know me!
The Dark Prince: I *am* you. And the sooner you realize it, the better.

The Prince: [upon turning into the Dark Prince the first time] What have I become? A Sand Monster?
The Dark Prince: Call it what you will, Prince, but you have been given the ability to destroy your enemies. Now use it!
The Prince: [while fighting Sand Creatures] What benefit is this? Even as I fight them, I grow weaker!
The Dark Prince: Kill them then! Let their lives replenish yours. Feels good, does it not? Lead them into the light!Strike them when they are blind!

The Prince: Why then is this happening to me?
The Dark Prince: You have been infected by the Sands of Time, as I am sure you have noticed. Maybe it's the dagger, maybe it's all the time you spent amongst the Sands, or
The Dark Prince: amongst the Empress. Either way, you are resisting it. Mostly.
The Prince: Mostly?
The Dark Prince: You did just transform into something rather... unique. So I think the word is quite appropriate.
The Dark Prince: Think of it this way: you have been given a gift. You're stronger, faster...
The Prince: Uglier.
The Dark Prince: Now, now...
The Prince: That explains the transformation. But who are you?
The Dark Prince: Have you not realized? I am your untapped potential, your unrealized dreams. I am part of you.
The Prince: I'm... You are inside of me?

The Prince: [after turning back into his normal self after walking through water] It's gone now! Water seems to fight this corruption. Why did you hide this from me?
The Dark Prince: What? And ruin all the fun?

[the Dark Prince tries to transport himself through a Sand Portal, but the sand is absorbed by the Dagger of Time]
The Prince: Wha... What's happening?
The Dark Prince: [sarcastically] Well, that certainly went according to plan, did it not?
The Dark Prince: You really should know by now that entering portals made of sand only leads to trouble.
The Prince: I will simply have to resort to a more traditional form of transportation.
The Dark Prince: Hopefully with greater success.

The Dark Prince: [in a chariot] Are you sure you can control this thing?
The Prince: Let us hope. If I crash, it is the end for both of us.

The Prince: [while hearing citizens being tortured below] I should do something!
The Dark Prince: Go ahead! Fall to your death! That will be of great use to them.

Mahasti: You missed your time! The Vizier has already begun to transform the women I imprisoned! You buy yourself hours at best!
The Prince: [he knocks Mahasti over the edge of the rooftop] If I had some sands for every time someone said that to me.
[a cloud of sand comes to him from Mahasti's corpse]
The Prince: Oh! I do!

Mahasti: Your journey will not end well!
The Prince: If I had sands for every time someone said that to me...
[the Prince collects some sands of time]
The Prince: Oh, apparently I do!

[the Prince has become the Dark Prince]
The Prince: I assume that this is not permanent...?
The Dark Prince: It is, if you want it to be...
The Prince: I do not.
The Dark Prince: But you will...

Farah: Try pulling one of those levers.
The Prince: With my luck, it will probably trigger some terrible trap... Or summon sand-monsters... Or bring about the end of the world!
Farah: Would it kill you to show a little optimism?
The Prince: Experience has taught me that wishful thinking only leads to disappointment.

The Prince: Why is it that every time disaster strikes, I find myself without a proper blade? Still, it's better than nothing.

Farah: What is your favorite color?
The Prince: Color?
Farah: Shall I repeat the question?
The Prince: Blue.
The Dark Prince: Blue? That's not my favorite color.
The Prince: What is the point of this?
Farah: Must every conversation we have be so serious? I know so little about you.
The Prince: Very well, then what is your favorite food?
Farah: The pomegranate, of course.
The Prince: I do not like pomegranates.
Farah: What is wrong with you?
The Prince: They're messy, impossible to eat with dignity. SO much work for a few small seeds.
Farah: But isn't it the effort that makes them that much sweeter?
The Dark Prince: I think I'm going to be sick.

The Dark Prince: [sarcastically] How convenient. A burning building full of people waiting to be rescued.
The Prince: What do you mean?
The Dark Prince: I mean it sounds like a trap.
The Prince: Ridiculous.
The Dark Prince: Is it? If I was an enraged Sandgod intent on killing you, and you'd have already slain two of my lieutenants, well, I would be inclined to use a less direct approach. One that exploits your "newfound compassion".
The Prince: Trap or not, these people need me.
The Dark Prince: No good will come of this.

The Prince: Do you see now? The change was physical, nothing more.
Farah: Why should I believe you? Everything you have done contradicts this. I have seen the way you hunger for combat, you take pleasure in creating death. Your constant talk of bloody vengance, your cold disregard for your own people, you heard the women in the brothel as clearly as I did, yet you turned away.
The Prince: But I came back... I came back. For you...
Farah: You are a Prince in title only. Go and reclaim your throne. But know this, you do so alone.
The Dark Prince: You certainly have a way with women. Those that don't get killed can't get far enough away from you.

Farah: Wake up... wake up.
The Prince: Farah?
Farah: Are you all right?
The Prince: I think... I think it's finally over.
Farah: [later] Prince, there's still something I don't understand. How did you *really* know my name?
The Prince: [smiles] Most people think time is like a river that flows swiftly and surely in one direction. But I have seen the face of time and can tell you, they are wrong. Time is an ocean in a storm. You may wonder who I am and why I say this. Come, and I shall tell you a tale like none you have ever heard...

Farah: Incredible. I have only heard stories of such marvels. But to see one up close... Is there not a similar device in Azad?
The Prince: This lift will bring us to the throne room. But wonder of wonders it seems to have stopped working, I'll try to return it to life.
Farah: I do hope to visit Azad some day...

The Dark Prince: Once again you have denied us victory. How many times did I warn you that no good would come of pursuing that girl? We would not be in this situation if you had just stayed focused.
The Prince: Enough! All you do is taunt and insult me. I don't know what your plans are, but I do know that i do not trust you. And I'm ashamed that I ever did.
The Dark Prince: I have nothing but noble intentions.
The Prince: I understand now what it means to be noble. And you are none of those things.
The Dark Prince: You self righteous bast...
The Prince: Enough, be silent and let me complete my task, and then we shall see what to do with you.
The Dark Prince: Oh yes, I forgot who was really in charge.

The Prince: To conquer a city is one thing. But to do so with such violence and cruelty is something else entirely. I will return every blow he has landed against my kingdom.
The Dark Prince: We are close Prince, so close, let us make him suffer.

The Dark Prince: I'm impressed.
The Prince: Oh, good. Your opinion means a *great* deal to me.
The Dark Prince: Is that how you thank the man who just saved your life?
The Prince: First, you did not save my life, I did. Second, you are not a man, just a disembodied voice, a ghost. And third, I never asked for your help, and I certainly do not need it.
The Dark Prince: While I admire your *bravado*, you would be wise to show some respect.
The Prince: And you would be wise to keep quiet. You're distracting me, and we are no longer alone.

Farah: Don't you think you can move a little faster?
The Prince: You're more than welcome to come down and try it yourself.
The Prince: [to himself] Seven years, and still nothing's changed.
Farah: [overhearing] Seven years? What are you talking about?
The Prince: Nothing. It's... uh... figure of speech.
Farah: There's something very odd about you.
The Dark Prince: She has *no* idea.

The Prince: You're a persistent inner voice, aren't you?
The Dark Prince: Well, someone's got to make the decisions.

The Dark Prince: Onward and upward, Prince. Hurry to the palace and reclaim your throne!
The Prince: I'm moving as fast as I can! What do you suggest? That I grow wings and fly?
The Dark Prince: One can always dream.

The Dark Prince: With the ability to manipulate time itself, you have the chance to become the greatest king the world has ever known. What wars you could have fought; what monuments you could have erected in your honor; what women you could get. But you have failed me, Prince. You grew soft and sympathetic; my attempts to convince you to seek glory fell on deaf ears. So, I bided my time; waiting for the proper moment to strike. You do not deserve what you have been given, control over the world's greatest empire. With the power of the Sands at your command you could rule the world. You have squandered it Prince, I will do it justice, and so it should be *mine*!
The Prince: You are just a parasite, you deserve NOTHING!
The Dark Prince: But don't I? Have I not earned it? Do you think you'd still be here if not for me? How many times did I save you? How many times have I unblocked your path, cut down your enemies, remind you of your mission? While all you did was cry about your father, and Kaileena, and Farah, how everything bad always happens to you. Boo hoo, Prince.
The Prince: Your words are empty, have always been empty. You are just a reckless, selfish spirit.
The Dark Prince: If I am selfish, Prince, it is because *you* are. If I am ruthless and reckless and lacking in morals, it is because *you* are. I did not spin myself from out of the ether, I was not conjured by some mad vizier; I am *YOU*.
The Prince: No, I have seen the error of my ways, and I have atoned for the trangressions of my past. I am no longer that person.
The Dark Prince: Seasons change, tastes change. But people... people never change. You delude yourself believing otherwise. Do not fight me. Set down your sword; embrace me. Do you mean to kill me then, to cut me down like all your other enemies? SWING THAT SWORD, PRINCE! We'll see how well that works. Such violence, your anger serves only to feed me. So I have to ask, have you really changed? After all, I'm still right here standing before you.

Farah: The Dagger of Time. How did you come to posses that?
The Dark Prince: Here we go again.
The Prince: I took it, from the Vizier.
Farah: That traitor. He killed my father, enslaved my people, imprisoned me. And all in the name of becoming some kind of god.
The Prince: I know too well what he is capable of, but I intend to find him, and punish him for what he has done to my kingdom.
Farah: *You* are the son of Sharaman, the Prince of Persia?
The Prince: And you are the daughter of the Maharajah. We both seek the same thing. Perhaps we should journey together.
Farah: Perhaps. Provided you can keep up.
The Dark Prince: I grow tired of her little tests.
The Prince: It is simply her way. I assure you she will prove a valuable ally.

Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time (2003) (VG)
Prince: Most people think time is like a river that flows swift and sure in one direction, but I have seen the face of time and I can tell you they are wrong. Time is an ocean in a storm. You may wonder who I am and why I say this; sit down and I will tell you a tale like none that you have ever heard!

[the Prince and Farah enter a corridor, Farah sees a crack in the wall]
Farah: Look, a crack!
Prince: Wait. Let's see where this corridor leads.
[they turn a corner and see that the hall is filled with traps]
Prince: All right, you can take the crack.

Prince: I'll just ask the first Sand Creature I run into, "Could you direct me to the baths, please?" Well, thank you. "Don't mention it, I used to be a bath attendant back when I was alive... "

Prince: I'm afraaaaaid, what if I get into trouuuble?

Farah: Listen to this, "Of what use is reason against the power of love? Love is life, so if you want to live, die in love. Die in love if you want to stay alive."
Prince: What's that supposed to mean?
Farah: I thought you'd like it.
Prince: If you want to be useful, try finding a book that'll tell us how to get out of here.
Farah: This isn't that kind of game.
Prince: Game? She thinks this is a game...

Farah: [after Farah has accidentally shot the Prince during a previous fight] You go ahead. I'll cover you!
Prince: Please don't. You're liable to hit me.

Prince: If you can crawl under that gate I'll really be surprised... I knew that crack was there.

Prince: Now what do we do... Yes just about to suggest that.

Prince: WAIT!
Farah: And you were worried about me catching up?

Farah: Try and hit the switch on the wall.
Prince: What do you think I'm trying to do?

Prince: I'll meet you at the other side of that gate.
Farah: Okay! Be careful.
Prince: YOU be careful.

Farah: My love... please don't leave me...
Prince: What did you call me?
Farah: It doesn't matter, help me reach the tower of dawn.
Prince: Of course the Hourglass, all right but this time stay with me, i can't spend all day chasing after you!

Farah: Do you think I can jump it?
Prince: Go on, what's the worse that can happen?

Farah: Now how can I get through?
Prince: I don't know can't you crawl thorough a crack or something?

Farah: The switch is broken.
Prince: Very funnny... let me through.

Farah: What are you doing?
Prince: I don't know I'm working it out as I go.

Prince: [Pretending to be Farah] Oh, have you been waiting here all this time? I didn't realize you meant these baths! I went to the other baths clear across the other side of the city. I had a lovely wash and a rub with fragrant oils. Too bad you weren't there... Stop talking to yourself!

[rejoining Farah at the Harem]
Farah: What took you so long?
Prince: Oh, just frolicking about the palace. Have you been waiting long?

[if you look at Farah for a long time]
Farah: What? Please don't look at me like that.
Prince: Like what?

Prince: Not again...

Prince: She said my love... I know she did. I didn't dream it... at least I think I didn't... It's quite natural really, her Kingdoms conquered, she has nothing, no one to protect her. She Needs me! I can see it in the way she looks at me. All I'd have to do is... Reach out and, take her hand... And she'd be mine! Why am I talking to myself?

Prince: How long have I been gone?
Farah: Gone? What are you talking about?
Prince: Never mind.

Prince: [showing his father the Dagger of Time] Father, I have brought us honor and glory!
Vizier: Your majesty, you promised me my choice of the Maharajah's treasures: that dagger!
King Shahraman: Surely you won't deny the boy a souvenir of his first battle? You may have your choice of the Maharajah's other treasures, except that hourglass! That will make a fine gift for the Sultan of Azad when we arrive at his kingdom. As well as some exotic animals for his menagerie. I want no animals or maidens harmed! Let it be known that King Shahraman is merciful in victory!

Prince: Never trust a man who betrays his master, or take him into your service, lest he betray you as well.

Vizier: Give me the dagger, and I will give you power! Eternal life will be yours!
Prince: To live forever... While those I love are dead and I to blame? I choose death!

[the Prince approaches the sand-flare]
Prince: You understand... don't you?
Farah: I do...

Prince: Be careful!
Farah: Of what? Not everything is a trap, you know.
[Farah and the Prince enter a lift, and activate it]
Farah: That was easy.
Prince: Too easy.
[sand creatures appear in legion]
Farah: [gasps]
Prince: [mocking Farah] You know, not everything is a trap!

Prince of Persia: Warrior Within (2004) (VG)
Shahdee: You will never reach our shores alive!
Prince: For your sake, you better hope I don't!

Kaileena: Who do you think you are?
Prince: I am the Prince of Persia.

Prince: I am... the architecht of my own destruction.

Prince: [after he finds out the Dahaka isn't gone after he kills Kaileena] I am... The architecht of my own destruction... So this is it. What is written in the timeline, cannot be changed.
[There is a banging above, the Prince looks up and sees the Dahaka banging on bars above him]
Prince: Come for me then!
[the Dahaka slowly goes away. The Prince looks down and walks over to the wall]
Prince: In my quest to destroy the Sands of Time, I have been the one to create them.
Prince: [Prince puts his hand on the wall, and the mural lights up] Let all who read this, know the courage and valor of those who fought and fell for the Maharaja. We sought the power of the Sands of Time. Most found only death, myself amoung them. But the Mask of the Wraith gave me a second chance. To travel back through time and change my fate...
[looks away]
Prince: This mural, shows the impossible... But the Mask of the Wraith gave me second chance... There may still be hope.
[the wall begins being smashed down, the Prince runs away]
Prince: You had your chance to take me! You wont get another!

Kaileena: [as their fighting] I hoped the Dahaka would kill you, I hoped my towers would finish you off, or that Shadee would keep you from the island! I even cursed the sword I gave you! And yet you did not die!
Prince: Why would you do this?
Kaileena: I already told you, I have forseen my fate. To die at your hands. But like you, I have decided to change it!

Prince: [gets slashed in the face by Shahdee] You bitch!

Prince of Persia (2008) (VG)
Elika: Why are you following me?
The Prince: I'm not, I'm looking for...
Elika: Farah, I heard you yelling. You and your girlfriend should get out of here.
The Prince: Girlfriend? Farah's not my girlfriend. She's my donkey.