Arabella Weir
Arabella Weir

Both Plockton and the Isle of Muck in north-west Scotland are incredibly beautiful. Sadly, Plockton has been discovered by tourists because it's where they shot Hamish Macbeth.

Charles Kennedy
Charles Kennedy

When I started knocking on Highland doors in May 1983, two things struck me more than any other. First was the sheer depth of hostility towards the Tories in general. Second was the particular hostility towards Margaret Thatcher and her local ministerial spear-carrier, energy minister and incumbent MP of 13 years' standing, Hamish Gray.

Braveheart
Braveheart

Guard: Volunteers comin' in!
Faudron: [kneels] William Wallace, we've come to fight and to die for you.
William Wallace: Stand up, man, I'm not the Pope.
Faudron: [smiles and stands] My name is Faudron. My sword is yours. I brought you this.
[reaches for something, Hamish tries to stop him]
Guard: We checked 'em

for arms.
Faudron: I brought you this.
[pulls out a sash]
Faudron: My wife made it for you.
William Wallace: Thank you.
Stephen: [starts laughing] Him? That can't be William Wallace. I'm *prettier* than this man!
[to the sky]
Stephen: Alright, Father, I'll ask him.


[to William]
Stephen: If I risk my neck for you, will I get a chance to kill Englishmen?
Hamish: Is your father a ghost, or do you converse with the Almighty?
Stephen: In order to find his equal, an Irishman is forced to talk to God.
[to the sky]
Stephen: Yes, Father!
[to Hamish]


Stephen: The Almight says, "Don't change the subject, just answer the fuckin' question."
Hamish: Mind your tongue.
Campbell: Insane Irish.
Stephen: [draws a dagger on Campbell; everyone draws weapons] Smart enough to get a dagger past your guards, old man.
William Wallace: That's

my friend, Irishman. And the answer to your question is "yes". You fight for me, you get to kill the English.
Stephen: [grins] Excellent!
[removes his dagger]
Stephen: Stephen is my name. I the most wanted man on my island, except I'm not on my island, of course. More's the pity.
Hamish: "Your island"? You mean Ireland?


Stephen: Yeah. It's mine.
Hamish: You're a madman.
Stephen: [nods and starts laughing, then Hamish does as well] I've come to the right place, then.

Braveheart
Braveheart

William Wallace: [to a swaying Hamish] You all right? You look a wee bit shaky.
Hamish: Shoulda remembered the rocks.
William Wallace: Aye, you shoulda.
[Hamish collapses; helps Hamish up]
William Wallace: Get up ya big heap. It's good to see you again.
Hamish: Aye, welcome home.


[laughs and hugs William]
Hamish: Oh, me head.
William Wallace: Oh, you shoulda moved.

Braveheart
Braveheart

William Wallace: [after Hamish drops a boulder at Wallace's feet] You dropped your rock.
Hamish: Test of manhood.
William Wallace: You win.
Hamish: Call it a test of soldiery then. The English won't let us train with weapons, so we train with stones.