Lord Summerisle
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I think I could turn and live with animals. They are so placid and self-contained. They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins. They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God. Not one of them kneels to another or to his own kind that lived thousands of years ago. Not one of them is respectable or unhappy, all over the earth. (quoting section 32 of Walt Whitman's poem "Song of Myself")
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Animals are fine, but their acceptability is limited. A small child is even better, but not
nearly as effective as the right kind of adult.
Seargent Howie
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[while being burned alive in a Wicker Man] Oh, God... I humbly entreat you for the soul of this, thy servant, Neil Howie... who will today depart from this world. Do not deliver me into the enemy's hands... or... put me out of mind forever. Let me not undergo the real pains of Hell, dear God, because I die unshriven... and establish me... in that bliss... which knows no ending... through Christ... our Lord.
Others
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Harbour Master: Much has been said of the strumpets of yore
Of wenches and bawdyhouse queens by the score
But I sing of a baggage that we all adore
The landlord's daughter.
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Miss Rose: The building attached to the ground in which the body lies is no longer used for
Christian worship, so whether it is still a
Churchyard is debatable.
Dialogue
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May Morrison: Can I do anything for you, Sergeant?
Sergeant Neil Howie: No, I doubt it, seeing you're all raving mad!
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[outside, several young girls are dancing naked over a fire]
Lord Summerisle: Afternoon Sergeant Howie. I trust the sight of the young people refreshes you.
Sergeant Neil Howie: No sir, it does not refresh me.
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Sergeant Neil Howie: But what of the true God, to whose Glory, churches and monasteries have been built on these islands for generations past? Now sir, what of Him?
Lord Summerisle: He's dead. He can't complain. He had His chance and in modern parlance, "blew it."
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Sergeant Neil Howie: He brought you up to be a pagan!
Lord Summerisle: A heathen, conceivably, but not, I hope, an unenlightened one.
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Willow MacGreagor: A man who would come here of his own free will.
Librarian: A man who has come here with the power of a king by representing the law.
Willow MacGreagor: A man who would come here as a virgin...
Librarian: A man who has come here as a fool!
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The residents of Summerisle invited Sergeant Howie to their traditional May Day festival. He didn't expect to meet...The Wicker Man.