Sam Houston
Sam Houston

Remember that whatever may be said by a lady or her friends, it is not part of conduct of a gallant or generous man to take up arms against a woman.

Tammy Duckworth
Tammy Duckworth

The contributions of African Americans, Native Americans, and immigrants throughout our nation's history are undeniable, but the tendency to overlook their gallant efforts is pervasive and persistent.

Wallis Simpson
Wallis Simpson

For a gallant spirit there can never be defeat.

Spotlight
Spotlight

Mike Rezendes: Robby, it's incredible. Law knew about Geoghan for years, no question. There's a letter to Law from a woman, Margaret Gallant, who lived in Jamaica Plain in the early '80s when Geoghan was there. Listen to this. "Our family is rooted in the Church. Our desire is to protect the Holy Orders, even in the midst of our agony over the seven boys in our family who have

been violated." Seven, Robby. Seven boys. "It was suggested we keep silent. We did not question the authority of the Church two years ago. But since Father Geoghan is still in his parish..." But she sent it to Law and Law did shit. Here's another to Law, same year. Listen to this. "A word on the recent assignment of Father Geoghan as an associate at St. Julia's in Weston. Father Geoghan has a

history of homosexual involvement with young boys. I understand his recent departure from St. Brendan's may be related to this problem. I wonder if Father Geoghan should not be reduced to just weekend work while receiving some kind of therapy. You know how grateful I am to you for your constant concern. Sincerely yours in our Lord, Most Reverend John M D'Arcy, auxiliary bishop of Boston. December

7, 1984."
Matt Carroll: An auxiliary bishop wrote that?
Mike Rezendes: Right.
Sacha Pfeiffer: That's incredible. He broke ranks. I mean, w-when did Gallant write her letter?
Mike Rezendes: 1984.
Sacha Pfeiffer: And Law just ignored it?
Matt Carroll: How do

you ignore that freaking letter?

The Hunchback of Notre Dame
The Hunchback of Notre Dame

Frollo: [supervising someone being whipped, just as Phoebus arrives] Stop.
Torturer: Sir?
Frollo: Ease up. Wait between lashes. Otherwise, the old sting will dull him to the new.
Torturer: Yes, sir.
Frollo: [turns to Phoebus] Ah, so this is the gallant Captain Phoebus, home from the wars.

Phoebus: Reporting for duty as ordered, sir.
Frollo: Your service record precedes you, Phoebus. I expect nothing but the best from a war hero of your caliber.
Phoebus: And you shall have it, sir. I guarantee it.
Frollo: Yes. You know, my last captain of the guards was, um, a bit of a disappointment to me.

[whip crack, followed by screaming]
Frollo: Well, no matter, I'm sure you'll... *whip* my men into shape.
Phoebus: Well, that's a great... tremendous honor, sir.