70+ Best 'Prince Henry' Quotes from Red, White & Royal Blue

Henry: I'm not like you. I can't afford to be reckless. I don't have a family who will support me. I don't go about shoving who I am in everyone's faces and dreaming about a career in f**king politics, so I can be more scrutinized and picked apart by the entire godforsaken world. I can love you and want you and still not want that life. I'm allowed, all right, and it doesn't make me a liar; it makes me a man with some infinitesimal shred of self-preservation, unlike you, and you don't get to come here and call me a coward for it.

Alex: I never said you were a coward.

Henry: I thought I could have some part of you, and just never say it, and you'd never have to know, and one day you'd get tired of me and leave, because I'm— I never thought I'd be stood here faced with a choice I can't make, because I never... I never imagined you would love me back.

Alex: Well, I do. And you can choose.

Henry: You know bloody well I can't.

Alex: You can try. What do you want?

Henry: I want you—

Alex: Then f**king have me.

Henry: You think I don't care as much as you?

Alex: You're sure as hell acting like it.

Henry: I honestly haven't got the time to explain to you all the ways you're wrong—

Alex: Jesus, could you stop being an obtuse f**king a$$hole for, like, twenty seconds?

Henry: So glad you flew here to insult me—

Alex: I f**king love you, okay? F**k, I swear. You don't make it f**king easy. But I'm in love with you.

Henry: Is that an apron?

Alex: Morning, sweetheart.

Henry: Sorry, I was looking for someone else. Handsome, petulant, short, not pleasant until after ten a.m.? Have you seen him?

Alex: F**k off, five-nine is average.

Henry: Love, you and I both know you're rounding up.

(From Henry's email to Alex)

Henry (to Alex): Are you suggesting you'd rather exchange passionate letters by candlelight? Should I tell you that when we're apart, your body comes back to me in dreams? That when I sleep, I see you, the dip of your waist, the freckle above your hip, and when I wake up in the morning, it feels like I've just been with you, the phantom touch of your hand on the back of my neck fresh and not imagined? That I can feel your skin against mine, and it makes every bone in my body ache? That, for a few moments, I can hold my breath and be back there with you, in a dream, in a thousand rooms, nowhere at all?

Zahra: Would it make any difference at all if I told you not to see him again?

Alex: No.

Zahra: God f**king dammit. Every time I see you, it takes another year off my life. I'm going downstairs, and you better be dressed and there in five minutes so we can try to save this goddamn campaign. (to Henry): And you, you need to get back to f**king England now, and if anyone sees you leave, I will personally end you. Ask me if I'm afraid of the crown.

Henry: Duly noted.

(Henry falls out of the closet...)

Henry: Hello.

Zahra (to Alex): I— Do I even want you to explain to me what the f**k is happening here? Literally how is he even here, like, physically or geographically, and why—no, nope. Don't answer that. Don't tell me anything. Oh my God, did I do this? I never thought... when I set it up... oh my God.

Henry: I think, perhaps, if it helps. It was. Er. Rather inevitable. At least for me. So you shouldn't blame yourself.

(Zahra is coming into the room...)

Alex: Get in there. (points toward the closet)

Henry: Quite.

Alex: Yes, we can unpack the ironic symbolism later. Go.

Henry: Someone else's choice doesn't change who you are.

Alex: I feel like it does. I wanted to believe in some people being good and doing this job because they want to do good. Doing the right things most of the time and most things for the right reasons. I wanted to be the kind of person who believes in that.

Henry: You still are. Because you still bloody care so much. And you are good. Most things are awful most of the time, but you're good.

(Henry's email to Alex...)

Henry: When I'm not thinking about your face, I'm thinking about your arse or your hands or your smart mouth. I suspect the latter is what got me into this predicament in the first place. Nobody's ever got the nerve to be cheeky to a prince, except you. The moment you first called me a prick, my fate was sealed.

(Henry's email to Alex...)

Henry: Alex, I can't think of a single other way to start this email except to say, and I do hope you will forgive both my language and my utter lack of restraint: You are so f**king beautiful. I've been useless for a week, driven around for appearances and meetings, lucky if I've made a single meaningful contribution to any of them. How is a man to get anything done knowing Alex Claremont-Diaz is out there on the loose? I am driven to distraction.

(Emails between Alex & Henry)

Alex: His Royal Highness Prince Henry of Whatever, don't make me learn your actual title. Are you going to be at the Paris fund-raiser for rainforest conservation this weekend? - Alex First Son of Your Former Colony

Henry: Alex, First Son of Off-Brand England: First, you should know how terribly inappropriate it is for you to intentionally botch my title. I could have you made into a royal settee cushion for that kind of lèse-majesté. Fortunately for you, I do not think you would complement my sitting room decor.

Henry: I don't suppose you'll be anywhere near Kensington anytime soon?

Alex: That sh*thole? Not if I can help it.

Henry: Oi. That's disrespect of the crown, that is. Insubordination. I've thrown men in the dungeons for less.

Alex: Hey, don't threaten me with a good time.

Alex: You're kind of surprising.

Henry: In what way?

Alex: In that you're not a totally boring a$$hole.

Henry: Wow, I'm honored.

Alex: I guess you have your depths.

Henry: You thought I was a dumb blond, didn't you?

Alex: Not exactly, just, boring...

Henry: I'm really going to have you offed. You'll never see it coming. Our assassins are trained in discretion. They will come in the night, and it will look like a humiliating accident.

Alex: Autoerotic asphyxiation?

Henry: Toilet heart attack.

Alex: Jesus.

Henry: You've been warned.

Alex: I thought you'd kill me in a more personal way. Silk pillow over my face, slow and gentle suffocation. Just you and me. Sensual.

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