Braveheart

Every man dies. Not every man really lives.

— I am William Wallace, and I see a whole army of my countrymen here in defiance of tyranny. You've come to
fight as free men. And free men you are. What will you do with that freedom? Will you fight?
— No! No! No! Fight? Against that? No! We will run, and we will live.
— Aye. Fight, and you may die. Run, and you'll live. At least awhile. And dying in your beds many years from now, would you be willing to trade all the days from this day to that for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take our freedom!

Your heart is free. Have the courage to follow it.

— So you've got children?
— Not yet, but I was hoping that you could help me with that.

We do not have to beat them, just fight them.

...history is written by those who have hanged heroes.

— He proposes that you withdraw your attack. In return, he grants you title, estates, and this chest of gold, which I am to pay to you personally.
— A lordship and titles. Gold. That I should become Judas?
— Peace is made in such ways.
— Slaves are made in such ways!

We all end up dead. It's just a question of how and why.

You think the people of this country exist to provide you with position. I think your position exists to provide those people with freedom!