Sorry, but I LOVE this movie.
Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves
Friar Tuck: Let us open a bottle and do our best to save each other's souls.
Azeem: Alas, I am not permitted.
Friar Tuck: Fine then, you talk, I'll drink.
[Robbing a lady in a carriage]
Robin of Locksley: Milady, a woman of your beauty has no need for such... decorations.
Lady:
Marian: Men speak conveniently of love when it serves their purpose.
[after causing Robin to fall in the river]
Will Scarlett: There was a rich man from Nottingham who tried to cross a river. What a dope, he tripped on a rope. Now look at him shiver. Beg for mercy, rich man.
Robin of Locksley: I beg of no man, as you can see I have nothing, not even my sword.
Little John: Any man who travels with two servants and says he has no money, is either a fool or a liar.
Will Scarlett: Yeah, he's a liar.
Azeem: A wise man once said: "There are no perfect men in the world; only perfect intentions."
[the Sheriff has said he'll cut out Robin Hood's heart with a spoon]
Guy of Gisborne: Why a spoon, cousin? Why not an axe?
Sheriff of Nottingham: Because it's DULL, you twit. It'll hurt more!
Azeem: The hospitality in this country is as warm as the weather.
Sheriff of Nottingham: Wait a minute. Robin Hood steals money from my pocket, forcing me to hurt the public, and they love him for it?
[Scribe nods]
Sheriff of Nottingham: That's it then. Cancel the kitchen scraps for lepers and orphans, no more merciful beheadings, and CALL OFF CHRISTMAS!
[Robin has been knocked down once by John Little]
Robin of Locksley: Any suggestions?
Azeem: Get up. Move faster.
Robin of Locksley: Move faster. Great idea.
Robin of Locksley: And you. You travel ten thousand miles to save my life and leave me to be butchered.
Azeem: I fulfill my vows when I choose to.
Robin of Locksley: Which does not include prayer time, meal time, or any time I'm outnumbered six to one.
Azeem: You whine like a mule. You are still alive.
[Talking about how many men that are about to be ambushed]
Robin of Locksley: How many?
Azeem: 20.
Robin of Locksley: 20?
Bull: [further away] How many?
Robin of Locksley: 5.
Robin of Locksley: [to Azeem] He can't count anyway.
Azeem: Salaam, little one.
Small Girl: Did God paint you?
Azeem: Did God paint me?
[laughs]
Azeem: For certain.
Small Girl: Why?
Azeem: Because Allah loves wondrous varieties.
Marian: You came for me... You're alive...
Robin of Locksley: I would die for you.
Robin of Locksley: Do you yield?
Friar Tuck: I'd rather roast in heck.
Sheriff of Nottingham: Locksley. I'll cut your heart out with a SPOON!
Robin of Locksley: Then it begins.
Robin of Locksley: You were to tell me this to get close to me and then kill me, isn't that right, Will?
Will Scarlett: Well, that depends on you, Locksley. I never trusted you. That's no secret. What I wanna know is, is are you gonna finish what you started? I want to know if he's gonna turn and run like the spoiled little rich boy I always took him for.
Robin of Locksley: Did I wrong you in another life, Will Scarlett? Where does this intolerable hatred for me come from?
Will Scarlett: From knowing... that... that our father loved you more than me! Our father... we are brothers Robin of Locksley. I am the son of the woman who replaced your dead mother for a time. It's not a lie! YOU RUINED MY LIFE! It was your anger that drove them apart.
Robin of Locksley: I have a brother... I have a brother, I will stand by you. *hugs*
Azeem: No man controls my destiny... especially not one who attacks downwind and stinks of garlic.
Robin of Locksley: I had to try.
Azeem: *I* would have succeeded.
Guy of Gisborne: Might I have the pleasure of your name, before I have you run through?
Sarah: Step into the light. Turn around.
Robin of Locksley: Am I to dance next?
[Coming to a wide river]
Azeem: In my dreams alone have I imagined such a place.
Robin of Locksley: Then imagine a way to cross it.
[Robin is holding a struggling Little John by the neck in a river]
Robin of Locksley: Do you yield?
Little John: I can't bloody swim.
Robin of Locksley: Do you yield?
Little John: Yes.
Robin of Locksley: Good. Now put your feet down.
Little John: [puts his feet down and stands up]
Marian: There is a price on your head.
Robin of Locksley: How much?
Marian: One hundred gold pieces.
Robin of Locksley: Is that all? I shall have to annoy the good Sheriff more. Soon it will be a thousand.
Marian: For a thousand, I would turn you in myself.
Marian: Robin, do something for me.
Robin of Locksley: What?
Marian: Take a bath.
Little John: Are you bleedin' cracked, girl? You'd get hurt.
Fanny: I've given birth to eight babies. Don't you talk to me about gettin' hurt, ya big ox.
Marian: How is it, that a once-arrogant young nobleman has found contentment, living rough with the salt of the earth?
Robin of Locksley: I've seen knights in armor panic at the first hint of battle. And I've seen the lowliest, unarmed squire pull a spear from his own body, to defend a dying horse. Nobility is not a birthright. It's defined by one's actions.
Azeem: Is she worth it?
Robin of Locksley: Worth dying for.
Sheriff of Nottingham: Do you mind Locksley? We've just been married.
Duncan: [to Marian] He fancies you m'lady. I may be blind but there are some things I still see.
Will Scarlett: No. I'll do that. You cover us with your bow.
Robin of Locksley: No Will. It's too dangerous.
Will Scarlett: So is your aim.
Duncan: Curse those Moors and Saracens. If it wasn't for their ungodly ways, master Robin would never have left. What manner of name is Azeem? Scottish, Cornish?
Azeem: Moorish.
Guy of Gisborne: Harboring felons, are you, milady?
Marian: They're thieves, you imbecile. They're stealing my horses.
Guy of Gisborne: Lucky they didn't steal your virtue as well.
Will Scarlett: Goodness me! He cleared it.
[Azeem shows Guy's approaching men with a telescope. Robin peers at it, bewildered]
Azeem: How did your uneducated kind ever take Jerusalem?
[after escaping from the Turks' dungeon]
Azeem: Why did you cut me free, Christian?
Robin of Locksley: Whatever blood is in your veins, no man deserves to die in there.
[Last line, spoken to the camera]
Friar Tuck: Come on, get out of it. We waste good celebration time.
Marian: It's interesting to hear you say that.
Robin of Locksley: I didn't. My father did.
Marian: Did the holy quest erase your hatred of him?
Robin of Locksley: I don't know. All I know is that our last words in this world were spoken in anger. I was lost after my mother died. My father too, and for a short time he found comfort in the arms of another woman, a peasant woman. I thought he was betraying my mother's memory.
Marian: So he gave her up?
Robin of Locksley: For the love of a twelve-year-old boy who would never forgive him.
Robin of Locksley: What do you know of women?
Azeem: Where I come from, Christian, there are women of such beauty, that they can possess a man's mind so that he would be willing to die for them.
Robin of Locksley: Wait a minute. Is that why you were to be executed? Because of a woman?
[laughs]
Robin of Locksley: That's it, isn't it? That's it!
Azeem: It is close to sunset.
Robin of Locksley: You painted old hound, who was she? The mullah's daughter? Another man's wife? What's her name?
Azeem: Is there no sun in this cursed country? Which way is East?
Robin of Locksley: Her name.
Azeem: East!
Robin of Locksley: [folds his arms] Her name.
Azeem: Jasmina.
Robin of Locksley: [points] That way.
Robin of Locksley: Marian, I've returned to my home to find it destroyed, and my father murdered! And the only clues to why are in the ramblings of an old blind man.
Marian: But all I remember of you is a spoiled bully who used to burn my hair as a child.
Robin of Locksley: Please allow that years of war and imprisonment may change a man.
Marian: Robin, whatever happened between you and your father, you mustn't believe... what they accused him of.
Robin of Locksley: I don't.
Sheriff of Nottingham: I can't do this with all that racket!
Sheriff of Nottingham: What a beautiful child. So young, so alive, so unaware of how precarious life can be. I had a very sad childhood, I'll tell you about it sometime. I never knew my parents; it's amazing I'm sane.
Marian, our union would allow these children to grow up as my allies. You understand... I cannot allow them to grow up as my enemies.
Marian: I have no choice.
Sheriff of Nottingham: That's true.
[preparing to ambush two travelers in the forest]
Bull: You take the one on the left.
Much the Miller's Son: Which one's left?
[Bull wiggles his right hand]
Much the Miller's Son: Oh... which one are you taking?
Bull: What do you mean, which one am I taking? If you're taking the one on the left, I'm taking the one on the right.
Much the Miller's Son: Which one's right?
Bull: The one that...
[he pauses, confused]
Bull: We'll just jump out together.
[after Sarah and Marian get the better of Bull and his companion, they bring them to meet Robin]
Robin of Locksley: What happened to your eye, Bull?
Bull: We were set upon by, like, ten...
Much the Miller's Son: Uh, 12!
Bull: 15 large, big lads.
Sarah: Oh, yeah?
Bull: Yeah!
[the outlaws are passing a jug of mead around a circle; one of them finishes, then starts to pass the bottle past Azeem]
Robin of Locksley: Has English hospitality changed so much that a friend of mine's not welcome?
Much the Miller's Son: But he's a savage, sire.
Robin of Locksley: That he is... but no more than you or I. And don't call me sire.
[the woodsman offers the jug to Azeem]
Azeem: Regretfully, I must decline. Allah forbids it.
Little John: You're bloody loss, mate.
King Richard: I will not allow this wedding to proceed.
Robin of Locksley: My Lord!
King Richard: Unless I'm allowed to give the bride away. You look radiant, cousin.
Sheriff of Nottingham: Now I have heard that Robin Hood may still be alive. Either tell me where he may be hiding, or you will all be hanged and we will catch him anyway and do the same thing to him.
Will Scarlett: I'd love to kill him for you.
Wulf: Will, no!
Sheriff of Nottingham: So he is alive, then?
Will Scarlett: I'm not really sure.
Sheriff of Nottingham: Then why would I need you?
Will Scarlett: Because, my lord, if he is alive, I can get close to him. I'm one of his men. He would never suspect me.
Wulf: He knows you always hated him, traitor!
Sheriff of Nottingham, Will Scarlett: Shut up!
Will Scarlett: He's a trusting fool. He'll believe me. And if he doesn't, he'll kill me. Then you've lost nothing.
Sheriff of Nottingham: If you fail, I will personally remove your lying tounge.
Will Scarlett: And if I succeed, I get my freedom and the bounty on his head.
Sheriff of Nottingham: The lash, I think! Sorry about that. It'll make it more convincing.
One of my most favoritest movies ever!
~Visa
Island
LOL! 
I have more!!