Dougray Scott Monologues

I kneel before you not as a prince, but as a man in love… But I would feel like a king if you, Danielle de Barbarac, would be my wife.

Do you really think there is only one perfect mate?

Well then how can you be certain to find them? And if you do find them, are they really the one for you or do you only think they are? And what happens if the person you're supposed to be with never appears, or, or she does, but you're too distracted to notice?

Then let's say God puts two people on Earth and they are lucky enough to find one another. But one of them gets hit by lightning. Well then what? Is that it? Or, perchance, you meet someone new and marry all over again. Is that the lady you're supposed to be with or was it the first? And if so, when the two of them were walking side by side were they both the one for you and you just happened to meet the first one first or, was the second one supposed to be first? And is everything just chance or are some things meant to be?

Have we met?

I could have sworn I knew every courtier in the provience.

Are you coy on purpose or do you honestly refuse to tell me your name?

Well, then, pray tell me your cousin's name so that I might call upon her to learn who you are. For anyone who can quote Thomas More is well worth the effort.

I found it sentimental and dull. Honestly, the plight of the everyday rustic bores me.

Ha, certainly not, no. Naturally.

Am I to understand that you find me... arrogant?

Please, I beg of you, a name. Any name.

In all my years of study, not one tutor ever demonstrated the passion you have shown me in the last two days. You have more conviction in one memory than I have… in my entire being.

Mother, Father, I want to build a university, with the largest library on the continent, where anyone can study, no matter their station!

Oh, and I want to invite the gypsies to the ball!

I have not slept for fear I would wake to find all this a dream.

What do you know? You build flying machines and you walk on water, and yet you know nothing about life!

And love without trust? What of that?

How could I have been so blind? There I was, pouring my royal heart out to her, and she was simply trying to bid me farewell!

Yes, and what a clumsy thief I turned out to be.

I like numbers, because with numbers, truth and beauty are the same thing.

Every day, our Typex machines have to be set the same way the Germans set their Enigmas. And figuring out the settings is the hard part. That's where the code breakers come in.

She'd need a crib. Let's say this tombstone was in code. If I knew more or less who's buried here, I'd have a pretty good idea what the code meant. You try to work out the settings and then type the coded message into the Enigma machine. If the message comes out nonsense, the settings are wrong. If it comes out "Mary Jane Hawkins," you've broken Enigma for that day.

The problem? The problem is the machine has a hundred and fifty million, million, million ways of doing it, according to how you set these three rotors, and how you connect these plugs. Press the same key any number of times, it'll always come out different.

No. No, no, no, this is the one we can break. Shark is enciphered on a special Enigma machine with a fourth rotor, designed especially for U-Boats - which gives it about four thousand million, *billion* starting positions. And, uh, we've never seen one.