Goya's Ghosts Quotes

  • Brother Lorenzo: There will be no liberty for the enemies of liberty!

  • [Bonaparte and Lorenzo are looking at paintings of Maria Luisa]

    Joseph Bonaparte: I met her once... don't recall her being quite so ugly though. How did she have so many lovers?

    Brother Lorenzo: [smiling] She was the Queen, Your Majesty.

  • [Goya is trying to see Inés]

    Goya: I am painter to the king!

    Asylum Director: To which king? Do you know how many kings I have in here? I even have two Napoleons, and one of them is an Arab. The other one is 7'2" tall.

  • Goya: Where is Ines?

    Brother Lorenzo: She is in very good hands?

    Goya: [going after Lorenzo with rage] Tell me where she is!

  • Hooded Monk: Are you prepared to swear on the holy cross that you're telling the truth?

    Inés: About the pork?

  • Tomás Bilbatúa: Forgive me, Father Lorenzo, but um, have you ever been put to the... to the Question, yourself?

    Brother Lorenzo: Have I ever been?

    Tomás Bilbatúa: Yes. Have you ever been subjected to the Question?

    Brother Lorenzo: Of course not.

    Tomás Bilbatúa: Do you think that if you were, and they asked you to confess something grotesquely absurd... say... say you were told to confess that you're really a monkey.

    [laughter around the table]

    Tomás Bilbatúa: You're sure that god would grant you the fortitude to deny it? Or would you rather confess to being a monkey? To avoid the pain.

    Goya: I know I would.

    Tomás Bilbatúa: I know you would. So would I.

    Tomás Bilbatúa: [to Lorenzo] Would you?

    Goya: What is this Tomás, are you playing some sort of silly game with you guest? Nobody would ever ask Father Lorenzo to confess something so absurd.

    Tomás Bilbatúa: I would.

    [leaves the table]

  • Tomás Bilbatúa: [reading from a freshly prepared document] I, Lorenzo Casamares, hereby confess, that contrary to my human appearance, I am in fact, the bastard son of a chimpanzee and an orangutan, and I have schemed to join the church, in order to do harm to the holy office.

    Tomás Bilbatúa: [places the parchment and quill in front of Lorenzo, then sits down] Sign it.

  • Inés: [model pointing at defaced portrait] Why doesn't that painting have a face?

    Goya: Because he is a ghost.

    Inés: No, he is not.

    Goya: Have you ever seen a ghost?

    Inés: No. But I have seen a witch.

    Goya: Oh, did you?

    Inés: Yes, but she had a face.

    Goya: So what did she look like?

    Inés: She was... all bent and creepy, and she...

    [whispers:]

    Inés: stank.

    [makes disparaging sound]

    Goya: That's interesting, because the witch that I know, she's... she's young, very lovely, and she smells of jasmine.

    Inés: [smiles] She does?

    Goya: She does. And I'm working on her portrait... right now.

    Inés: [smiles as it dawns on her what he means] I'm no witch!

    Goya: [chuckles] How do you know?

  • Tomás Bilbatúa: [worried father, to his young daughter] You have received a summons from the Holy Office.

    [she sits down]

    Tomás Bilbatúa: Do you have any idea what it might be about?

    Inés: No...

    Tomás Bilbatúa: Where did you go with your brothers last night?

    Inés: The tavern.

    [shakes her head]

    Tomás Bilbatúa: Think. Did you say something sacrilegious?

    Inés: [shakes her head] No.

    Tomás Bilbatúa: [to his two sons] Was there an incident or something they could hold against her?

    Álvaro Bilbatúa: She kissed the feet of a dwarf.

    [Inés sticks her tongue out at him]

    Tomás Bilbatúa: [to his daughter] You did?

    Álvaro Bilbatúa: She did.

    [his mother scoffs]

    Inés: Everyone did.

    Ángel Bilbatúa: You know... they can summon her just to... testify against someone else.

    María Isabel Bilbatúa: [hoarsely] Someone else?

    Inés: Is there someone you know they might be interested in?

    Inés: I don't know.

    [shakes her head]

    Inés: No.

  • Goya: You're crazy.

    Tomás Bilbatúa: Francisco, please, stay out of this.

    Goya: Let us go.

    Tomás Bilbatúa: You can go.

    Goya: What do you mean I can go? And Father Lorenzo?

    Tomás Bilbatúa: Did he let my daughter go?

    [to Lorenzo:]

    Tomás Bilbatúa: Did you let my innocent daughter go?

    [to Francisco:]

    Tomás Bilbatúa: Did he?