- Lord Rochester: No, the new world is too far. Too big. Too primitive. No, no, my place is here... corrupting the young.
- Rebecca: [Rebecca walks up to Macleane after he has been staring at her] You are not a gentleman.
- Macleane: I'm sorry?
- Rebecca: No gentleman would stare at a lady like that in public.
- Macleane: I do beg your pardon. Captain James Macleane, at your service.
- Rebecca: Oh, so you are a gentlemen?
- Macleane: Yes.
- Rebecca: What a shame.
- [last lines]
- Lord Rochester: Well, we've had an exciting day, haven't we? Stiff drink and straight to bed for me. Back to the real world. I could quite get used to this... adventure lark.
- French Count: I hope they hang you in Tyburn for your bad French.
- Macleane: Merci Monsieur. I hope it rains every day of your fucking visit.
- [MacCleane and Lady Darcy are having sex in the back room]
- Macleane: Oh, my angel, my siren's song, you've ambushed me in the forests of your hair, you've drowned me in the pools of your eyes, you've shackled me to the...
- Lady Darcy: Do shut up! Fuck me!
- Rich Prisoner: Care to express an opinion, sir?
- Will Plunkett: Yeah. You've got more money than brains.
- [first lines]
- Judge Beresteade: Captain James Macleane, for drunkenness, unruly behavior, causing an affray and disturbing the King's, I hereby sentence you to be placed in the Knightsbridge debtors' jail and to be held there until you are sober. Take him away.