Quotes from Stellan Skarsgard movies and TV shows

Nick Fury: Where's Agent Barton?
Erik Selvig: The Hawk? Up in his nest, as usual.

Jan Nyman: Love is a mighty power, isn't it?

Father Merrin: Everbody died... Who buried them?

Father Merrin: Having orgies including goats doesn't make them possessed, simply horny... and inventive.

Edward: You're a very very strange person, Hector. The kind of person I normally avoid like the plague. I'm glad I didn't.

Cerdic: You come to beg a truce, you should be on your knees.
Arthur: I came to see your face so that I alone may find you on the battlefield. And it will be good of you to mark my face, Saxon, for the next time you see it, it will be the last thing you see on this earth.
Cerdic: Ahhh. Finally, a man worth killing.

Cerdic: Arthur, wherever I go on this wrenched island, I hear your name. Always half whispered, as if you were... A god. All I see is flesh, blood. No more god than the creature you're sitting on.

Joe: I seem to remember that the systematic approach to the crucifixion is of a violent and not to say sadistic nature.
Seligman: Oh yes, the passion of Christ is full of systematic violence... The Via Dolorosa, the nine stations of the cross and the 39 lashes.

Joe: Even though only one in a million, as my dubious therapist said, succeed in mentally, bodily, and in her heart ridding herself of her sexuality, this is now my goal.
Seligman: But is that a life worth living?
Joe: It's the only way I can live it. I will stand up against all odds, just like a deformed tree on a hill. I will muster all my stubbornness, my strength, my masculine aggression.

Finlay: When we surrendered, the Japs said we weren't men. Real men would... would kill themselves, would die of shame. But we said no. We'll live - for revenge. But we didn't, no. We don't live. We're miming in the choir. We can't love. We can't sleep. We're an army of ghosts.

Gregor: So what could have been conducted in collegial atmosphere is now fucked into cocked hat.

Gregor: So, what colour is the boathouse at Hereford?
Sam: How the fuck should I know?