30 Best Mark Rylance Quotes

Leonard: When a mistake's been made, I've always found it best to simply be up-front about it.
Francis: English, I didn't cut the boss' pants too short, I shot his son in the face.

Leonard: You cannot make something good until you understand who you're making it for. All clothing says something.

Shivering: Where are we going?
Mr. Dawson: Dunkirk.
Shivering: No, we're going to England!
Mr. Dawson: We have to go to Dunkirk first.
Shivering: I'm not going back!

- and watched him die as he'd lived.
- Sorry he ever met me.
Leonard: Madame, you have nothing to fear from this man.
- Why is that?
- Because earlier this evening,
- I removed all the bullets from his gun.

[last lines]
Peter: [about the colorful animals] What ever you do, don't pet them...

- Take your measure...
- And when you understand who he is...
- Mr. Boyle.
Leonard: ...Then you're ready to begin.
- Knock, knock.
Leonard: Hmm.
- How's business, English?
Leonard: Evening, sirs.

Anorak: Let the hunt for Halliday's Easter Egg, begin.

Richie: Why'd you come here then?
Leonard: The war.
Richie: What, Kruats bomb your place?
Leonard: Worse. They're called blue jeans.

Leonard: Pull him this way.
- Ow! Fuck!
- One more.
[Groans] Fuck!
- Fuck!
- Get my tweezers.

Mr. Dawson: [On the Shivering Soldier] He's shell-shocked, George. He's not himself. He might never be himself again.

Leonard: Come with me.
Mable: No.
Leonard: No, come with me. You can show me things you've already seen.
Mable: You will not spend you best years taking care of my remaining few.
Leonard: I was taking care of myself just fine, you know. Oh, yes.
Mable: Knowing you, I'm quite confident you'd have seen to the burials of each each and everyone of those murders. But then .. you'd no longer be pretending to be one. Would you?

[President Orlean is attacked by an alien bird creature]
Congressman Tenant: What is that thing?
Peter: I believe that's called a Bronteroc.

Leonard: I'm not a tailor; I'm a cutter.

Leonard: If we only allowed angels to be customers, soon we'd have no customers at all.

Leonard: Oh, yes.
- Knowing you, I'm quite confident you'd have seen to the burials of each and every one of those murderers.
- But then...
- You'd no longer be pretending to be one, would you?

- Where's the money?
- We're not showing you the tape until we see the money.
- Tape first.
La: How do I know what's on it?
- I've gotta listen.
Leonard: Well, it seems like you're just gonna have to trust us.
- We may be able to trust each other.

Leonard: I want so bad to be good.

Irate: [On the pier in England, Collins steps off Dawson's boat, watching soldiers walk by. One looks at Collins angrily] Where the bloody hell were you?
Mr. Dawson: [to Collins] He knows exactly where you were.

Sully: You dumb cunt

Anorak: In the form of my avatar, Anorak the all knowing. I created three keys. Three hidden challenges test worthy traits, revealing three hidden keys to three magic gates. And those with the skill to survive these strengths will reach the end, where the prize awaits.

Leonard: Finishings, for me, can be the hardest part.
- Not because there is any great skill involved in these final steps...
- Putting on a few buttons, closr'ng up a few edges, but because if you've done your job, all the true craftsmansh/p has already occurred the finishings are mere ine v/tabilities.

Leonard: Step two is drawing.
- And for some, this can be the most purely enjoyable step.
- You're only just exploring.

Sully: I dried off with you, afterwards! I never done that, before. It means something!

[first lines]
Leonard: [narrating] To the naked eye, a suit appears to consist of two parts, a jacket and trousers. But those two seemingly solid parts are composed of four different fabrics. Cotton, silk, mohair, and wool. And those fabrics are cut into 38 separate pieces. The process of sizing, forming, conjoining those pieces, requires no fewer than 228 steps.
[puts his kettle on to boil]

[last lines]
Leonard: Its not perfect. You have to make your peace with that.
[leaving his shop]
Leonard: How? Well, you sit at your board, you lay out your tools, and you start again.

Peter: Our algorithms can even predict how you'll die. To 96... 96.5% accuracy. I looked you up after we met. Your death was so unremarkable and boring. I can't remember the details, apart from one thing. You're gonna die alone. Alone.

Anorak: [He enters Central Park] Nice racing, padawan. You're the first to finish.
Parzival: [neels down stammering and looks at Anorak] M-Mr. Halliday. I... Anorak. It's such an honor.
Anorak: The honor's all mine.
[he holds the Copper Key and gives it to Parzival as he looks down]
Anorak: Get yourself a clue.

- I best go see if master Richie needs me.
- Ah.
- Speak of the devils.
- What's that now?
Leonard: Just an expression, sirs.
- Excuse me. I meant no offense.
- See you tomorrow.

- If you touch me again...
- I'll break your fucking arm, you understand?
- You're such a fucking prick, you know that?
- Think you're so fucking smart.
Leonard: Careful.
- Smarter than everyone. Hmm?
- Careful, master Richie. Careful.
- You fucking...

Francis: Oh, are you a doctor now too?
Leonard: I was in the war.
Francis: At your age?
Leonard: The other war.