Eleanor Tomlinson: Isabelle

Jack le chasseur de géants

Isabelle

Isabelle: Is this your farm?
Jack: Yes. No. Sort of. My uncle and I are tenant partners. We just work the lands.
Isabelle: And, uh, these books?
Jack: Yeah, they... they're mine.
Isabelle: It's unusual for a farm boy.
Jack: Judging by the cover, are we?
Isabelle: What do you like reading?
Jack: I like a good adventure.
Isabelle: In books or in life?
Jack: Until I can find a way to get off this farm, I have to settle for books.
Isabelle: And, uh, that mark on your face, was that an adventure?
Jack: Um, I got in a fight today. At the market.
Isabelle: What about?
Jack: I was defending the honor of the princess.
Isabelle: Princess? Really? You sure you didn't read that in one of your books? How did you know it was the princess?
Jack: I didn't. I just saw she needed help. It wasn't until the guardians showed up that I realized who she was. Anyway, it happened really fast. I wouldn't blame her if she didn't remember me. What are you running away from?
Isabelle: Who says I'm running away from anything? Maybe I'm running toward something. Just looking for an adventure of my own.
Jack: Well, so far you've run toward the light on my porch... Your Highness.

Isabelle: If I hadn't run away, none of this would have happened. A princess is such a useless thing.
Jack: If you hadn't run away, Roderick would have taken over the kingdom with no warning. Your running away just might have give Cloister a fighting chance. So no one's useless, least of all the princess. That's why we need to get you back, because one day you'll be the queen. From then on you'll have the power to make the world a better place. Isabelle... imagine all the good things you could do.
Isabelle: [touched] That's what my mother used to say.

Isabelle: You know, for someone who's not wildly keen on heights, you're doing awfully well.
Jack: Yeah, I've been doing a little trick Crawe taught me.
Isabelle: What's the trick?
Jack: Picture something just ahead of you within arm's reach.
[helps Isabelle down so she is within arm's reach]
Jack: Something that makes you happy.
Isabelle: Sounds easy enough.
Jack: It really is.

Jack: Isabelle, hold on tight.
[grabs a liana he has cut in the giant tree]
Jack: Ready?
Isabelle: No...
Jack: JUMP!
[they jump from the falling tree, hanging on to the liana. They swing around the tree before the tree begins to fall alarmingly fast and they are headed for the ground]
Isabelle: Jack, hold me!
[Jack sees a haystack, aims for it and lets go. They hit it, but keep gliding forward in the mud, heading for a sharp farm object. They stop just in the nick of time for hitting it]
Jack: Well, that worked out better than I expected.

Isabelle: You must think I'm very silly.
Jack: No. I just wish that... Well, earlier, at the market...
Isabelle: Thank you... for defending my honor, Jack.
Jack: Anytime. Here, I'll take your coat. And until you find your own adventure...
Isabelle: [receives a book from Jack] "The Giants of Gantua."
Jack: My father used to read that to me.
Isabelle: That was always my mother's job.
Jack: I hope you find what you're looking for, Your Highness.
Isabelle: Call me Isabelle.
Jack: Isabelle.