The Physician

Rob Cole: "They're going to die!"
Ibn Sina: "We will fight for each and every life. Do you hear me? Each and every one."

Rob Cole: "The plague doesn't care if you're rich or poor, common man or nobleman or head of state. But it's reached Ispahan. No wall, however thick, will stop it."
Shah Ala ad Daula: "Are you threatening me, Englishman?"
Rob Cole: "Not a threat, my lord. A promise."

Rob Cole: "Up in time for class, Karim. What's wrong? Did your father realize there is more to studying than just buying books?"
Karim: "One cannot be up in time for class if one never went to bed."

Ibn Sina: "You seem more interested in medicine than my other patients."
Rob Cole: "I've come to be a student of Ibn Sina."
Ibn Sina: "Have you now?"
Rob Cole: "I've been told he's the greatest healer in all the world."
Ibn Sina: "No he's not that great. Quite ordinary, really."
Rob Cole: "Do you know him?"
Ibn Sina: "A little better each day."

Rob Cole: "How long would it take me to get there?"
Jew: "Over a year. First you will have to go the south coast of England, then you cross the Channel, then you walk through France, and take a sailboat along the coast of Africa. Then you arrive in Egypt. And here... you will be killed."
Rob Cole: "Why?"
Jew: "From this point, the Muslim world begins. Arabia, Persia... But Christians have been banished from everywhere, only we Jews are tolerated. My condolences. You worship the wrong God."

"If you don't like the looks of me, you shouldn't have fallen off your broomstick, hag."

"May the Lord have mercy upon me! Bless me in my long and dangerous journey. Let not the waves engulf me nor sea monsters devour me. Let not bandits slit my throat, or wolves eat me alive. Let me not starve or get lost in the dark woods or cold mountains. And please let Jesus forgive me that I shall deny my faith and soil myself with sin to serve your creation and glory."

Rebecca: "In my fever, I dreamt that we were man and wife. We had children... four!"
Rob Cole: "Did we roam around in a barber's car?"
Rebecca: "No, we lived in a great city. Where you built a Madraza!"
Rob Cole: "All by myself?"

Rebecca: I helped.