Possession
2002/I
Fergus: Mitchell's late again? Blackadder: ROLAND, asked for another day off, Fergus. Fergus: Oh, really? Where's he gone? Blackadder: I didn't ask, and he didn't say. He's an American for God's sake. He's probably off trafficking drugs.
(to Roland the morning after their first night together, and first kiss) Maude: I can't imagine what you're like after you actually sleep with someone!
Christabel LaMotte: No mere human can stand in a fire and not be consumed.
Randolph Ash: You cut me, Madam. Christabel LaMotte: I'm sorry. I only meant to scratch.
Christabel LaMotte: Your hands are shaking. Are you afraid? Randolph Ash: No... a little.
Roland Michell: So what are we gonna do now? We gonna try to beat'em to France, or - or are we just gonna stare at each other? Maude: That is the question, isn't it? Roland Michell: Mm-hmmm Maude: I have another one for you. Roland Michell: What's that? Maude: What are you really doing here? Roland Michell: Well, I uh - I needed to see your face. I just wanted to let you know that whatever happened at Whitby, which unfortunately was not much, is not because anything that you did. Not at all. I just didn't want to jump into something. I mean, I did and I do... want to. Badly. I just didn't want to mess this up. And I just want to see - (clears throat) I want to see if there's an us in you and me. Would-Would you like that? (Maude leans over and kisses Roland) I'll take that as a yes.
Roland Michell: Don't worry about me. I'm kind of a brush and flush kinda guy. (seeing Maude's repulsed expression) Forget I said that. Maude: I'll try.
Maude: (the morning after they hooked up which Roland put a stop to) Okay, let's not beat the thing dead. It happened. We're both grown-ups ... Roland Michell: Speak for yourself. Maude: I'd hate to see how you're like after you actually sleep with someone.
Maude: (they are standing on rocks in a river looking at a waterfall that Maude recalls in one of Christabell's poems that describes a cave behind the waterfall. Upon sharing that with Roland, he immediately starts taking his clothes off) Um... I realize this is a very, repressed British thing to say, but what the hell are you doing? Roland Michell: How else are we going to find out if there's a cave? (Dives into the water) Maude: (smiling, and speaking to no one) We could ask someone.