A philosopher once asked, "Are we human because we gaze at the stars or do we gaze at the stars because we are human?" Pointless really. Do the stars gaze back? Now that's a question.
They ruled for 80 years. But no man can live forever, except he who possesses the heart of a star, and Yvaine had given hers to Tristan completely. When their children and grandchildren were grown, it was time to light the Babylon Candle... and they still live happily ever after.
It's all right, Humphrey; she's all yours. You two really are suited to one another.
Yvaine, hold me tight and think of home.
I find the fastest way to travel is by candlelight.
He told me that my true love was right in front of my eyes. And he was right.
You seriously think I could kill anybody? Even if I could, I mean, everlasting life? I imagine it would be kind of lonely. Well, maybe if you had someone to share it with. Someone you loved. Then it might be different.
My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it doesn't belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange — no gifts, no goods, no demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me, too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.
Yeah, this is where it fell. It is. Or, if you want to get really specific, up there is where it was when this weird bloody necklace knocked it out of the Heavens when it was minding its own business. And over there is where it landed. And right here... this is where is got hit by a magical flying moron!
[sarcastic, when Tristan has told her that he intends to make her a present to Victoria] But of course! Nothing says "romance" like a gift of a kidnapped injured woman! I'm not going anywhere with you!
If there's one thing I've learned in all my years watching earth -- is people aren't what they may seem. There are shopboys, and, there are boys who just happen to work in shops for the time being.
The little I know about love is that it's unconditional. It's not something you can buy.
Hmm... Murdered by pirates, heart torn out and eaten, meet Victoria... Can't quite decide which sounds more fun...
[To Ditchwater Sal] Would I be correct in thinking that you can neither see nor hear me? [Apparently so] Then I'd like to tell you that you smell of pee. You look like the wrong end of a dog. And I swear, if I don't get my Tristan back as he was, I'll be your personal poltergeist!
You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn't true. I know a lot about love. I've seen it, seen centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate... Made me want to turn away and never look down again. But to see the way that mankind loves... I mean, you could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So, yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and... What I'm trying to say, Tristan, is... I think I love you. My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it doesn't belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange — no gifts, no goods, no demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you love me, too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.
Secundus: Sextus, Quartus, Quintus, you're alive! [the three shake their heads] Oh. I'm-
Sextus: -stuck like this until the new king is crowned.
Secundus: I was that close.
Quartus: Least you haven't lost your looks. [he, Quintus and Sextus snicker]
Secundus: Oh, please, you're not annoyed about that whole murder thing, are you? I'm mean, that was ten years ago.
Quartus: Yeah, great deal of good it did killing me, didn't it, Secundus? Because now, of course, you are King of all Stormhold. Oh, sorry, wait, you're dead.
Dunstan: I thought I heard you come in. [notices Tristan is holding some ice against his eye.] What happened? Are you hurt?
Tristan: No, I'm fine.
Dunstan: Humphrey again?
Tristan: No, actually, it was the Guard. The Guard of the Wall.
Dunstan: (disbelieving) Tristan, he's ninety-seven years old.
Tristan: Well, that's given him plenty of time to practice then, hasn't it?
Tristan: [having crashed against and falling on top of Yvaine] Mother? Oh! Oh, Mother. I'm so sorry. Are you all right?
Yvaine: No, I'm not, and I'm not your mother, so get off me!
Tristan: [stands up] You're not my mother?
Yvaine: Do I look like I'm your mother?
Tristan: (to Yvaine) Excuse me, but have you seen a fallen star anywhere?
Yvaine: You're funny.
Tristan: No, I'm serious. We're in a crater; this must be where it fell.
Yvaine: Yeah, this is where it fell. It is. Or, if you want to be really specific, up there is where this weird, bloody necklace came out of nowhere and knocked it out of the heavens when it was minding its own business. And over there is where it landed. And right here, this is where it got hit by a magical, flying moron!
Bishop: [toasting the princes] To the new King of Stormhold. Whichever of you fine young men it might be.
The Princes: To the new King of Stormhold. [They acknowledge him and drink. The bishop's face contorts and he collapses, dead. They look uncomprehendingly at their cups, and then eye each other suspiciously. Tertius breaks the atmosphere with a laugh, then chokes and dies]
Septimus: [To Primus] You-
[Clutches his throat and chokes on the poison, falls. Primus' eyes light up in realization, and he picks up the crown reverently. Septimus sits up, laughing]
Septimus: You really thought you were king?
Primus: You killed the bishop.
Septimus: No, Primus, I think you'll find that you killed the bishop by drinking from the wrong cup. [Primus looks crestfallen] Oh look, once you've finished wrestling with your conscience, I suggest you return to your chamber. Leave the quest for the stone to me.
Yvaine: You've got a Babylon candle?
Tristan: Yeah, I have a bubbling candle.
Yvaine: A Babylon candle.
Tristan: That's what I said.
Yvaine: You said "bubbling."
Ditchwater Sal: Who goes there? What do you want with me, a poor old flower-
Lamia: Oh do shut up. I know what you are and I swear by the ordinances of the Sisterhood to which we both belong, that I mean you no harm this day. I wish to share your meal.
Lamia: Limbus grass! You dare to steal truth from my lips by feeding me limbus grass! Do you have any idea what a big mistake you've made Ditchwater Sal?
Ditchwater Sal: How do you know...? Who are you?
Lamia: Look again.[eyes darken]
Ditchwater Sal: [falls to her knees] I shall not seek the star, Your Dark Majesty, I swear.
Lamia: [voice booming and echoing unnaturally] Seek all you wish. You shall not see the star, touch it, smell or hear it. You shall not perceive her even if she stands before you. [looks down to see that her arm has aged. She sighs] Pray you never meet me again, Ditchwater Sal.
Lamia: You better be telling me the truth you, two-faced dog.
Ferdy: I can get you one of them. Very good guard dogs; they can watch the front and the back at the same time.
Tristan: What the hell did you do?
Yvaine: What did I do? What did you do? "Think of home", that was a great plan! You thought of your home and I thought of mine, and now we are halfway between the two!
Tristan: Oh you stupid cow! Why did you think of your home for?
Yvaine: You just said "home". If you wanted me to think of your home, you should've said!
Tristan: Some crazy lady was going to cut your heart out, and you wanted more specific instructions?! Perhaps you would like it in writing, or a diagram maybe!
Tristan: You sort of glitter sometimes. I just noticed it. Is it- Is it normal?
Yvaine: Let's see if you can work it out for youself. What do stars do?
Tristan: Hmm.... Attract trouble?
[Yvaine pushes him, amused]
Tristan: [grinning] All right, I'm sorry. Let me do another guess. Is it: Do they know exactly how to annoy a boy called Tristan Thorn?
Tertius: [peeks his ghostly head through a wall] Hey! Guys, you gotta come and see this!
A fantasy in the tradition of The Princess Bride, Stardust leavens its mature fairy tale with elements of romance, horror, and comedy. ... Although the film may appear, at first glance, to be a family film, it contains enough content to make it a dubious choice for young children. There are sequences of mild horror, in which characters die, sometimes gruesomely. ... In the end, this is very much a fairy tale in the truest sense of the term, with plenty of the darkness left in that is often expunged from such stories. ... The darker elements are nicely modulated. They're not graphic but they convey the point.
Even though my character is sort of being talked about as the villain of Stardust, everyone is a villain in Stardust ... I'm probably the ugliest villain in Stardust, for sure [laughs] and the oldest because I age ... I'm 5,000 years old or something ridiculous like that, but I think as fun as these characters I play in the beginning, you don't want to fall into the trap of just going out and being mean. Mean people don't think they're being mean; mean people think they're completely justified in their outbursts or their comments and the truth underneath it all is they're fighting and angry, they feel like the victim, as twisted as they might be, so that's also why it's so interesting to play those because you kind of get to figure that all out.