Dan Brown

Chief inspector: I am here at the orders of the French Judicial Police. They claim you are transporting fugitives from the law on this plane.

Sir Leigh: Is this one of those hidden camera programmes? Jolly good!

Chief inspector: This is serious, sir. The French police claim that you also may have a hostage onboard.

Rémy: I feel like a hostage working for Sir Leigh, but he assures me that I am free to go.

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Sir Leigh: Inspector, I'm afraid I don't have time to indulge in your games. I'm late, and I'm leaving. If it is important for you to stop me, then you'll just have to shoot me.

Chief inspector: Stop! I will fire!

Sir Leigh: Go ahead. My lawyers will fricassee your testicles for breakfast. And if you dare board my plane without a warrant, your spleen will follow.

Sophie: Leigh, I was serious about the French police finding your plane before we return.

Sir Leigh: Yes, imagine their surprise if they board and find Rémy.

Sophie: Leigh, you transported a bound hostage across international borders. This is serious.

Sir Leigh: So are my lawyers.

Robert: But you tied [Silas] up and flew him to London!

Sir Leigh: "Your honour, forgive an eccentric old knight his foolish prejudice for the British court system. I realize I should have called the French authorities, but I'm a snob and I do not trust those laissez-faire French to prosecute properly. This man almost murdered me. Yes, I made a rash decision forcing my manservant to help me bring him to England, but I was under great stress. Mea culpa. Mea culpa."

Robert: Coming from you, Leigh, that just might fly.

Robert: Who is that? What… happened?

Sir Leigh: You were rescued by a knight brandishing an Excalibur made by Acme Orthopaedic.

Nobody is more indoctrinated than the indoctrinator.

Robert: The keystone is well hidden.

Sir Leigh: Extremely well hidden, I hope!

Robert: Actually, that depends on how often you dust under your couch.

Operator: Will you accept charges for a collect call from Robert Langdon?

Jonas: Uh… sure, okay.

Robert: Jonas?

Jonas: Robert? You wake me up and you charge me for it?

Get a transport up here. I'm going to London. And get me the Kent local police. Not British MI5. Kent local. Tell them I want Teabing's plane to be permitted to land. Then I want it surrounded on the tarmac. Nobody deplanes until I get there.

Those who seek the truth are more than friends. They are brothers.

[H]istory is always written by the winners. When two cultures clash, the loser is obliterated, and the winner writes the history books—books which glorify their own cause and disparage the conquered foe. As Napoleon once said, "What is history, but a fable agreed upon?" By its very nature, history is always a one-sided account.

We're on a Grail quest, Sophie. Who better to help us than a knight?