Freddie Mercury: [Quoting Zoroaster] Good thoughts, good words, good deeds. Just like you taught me, papa.

[Bomi embraces Freddie]

[after listening to Bohemian Rhapsody]

Ray Foster: It goes on forever, six bloody minutes!

Freddie Mercury: I pity your wife if you think six minutes is forever.

Brian May: It's America. They're Puritans in public, perverts in private.

[Freddie approaches bandmates wearing extravagant outfit, Brian May's eyes widen]

Brian May: Wow! I didn't know it was fancy dress, Fred.

Freddie Mercury: I've got to make an impression, darling!

Brian May: You look like an angry lizard!

John Reid: So, tell me. What makes Queen any different from all of the other wannabe rockstars I meet?

Freddie Mercury: Tell you what it is, Mr. Reid. Now we're four misfits who don't belong together, we're playing for the other misfits. They're the outcasts, right at the back of the room. We're pretty sure they don't belong either. We belong to them.

[Freddie invites Roger over to his new mansion]

Freddie Mercury: What do you think?

[Roger looks at Freddie's mustache]

Roger Taylor: Gayer.

Ray Foster: We need a song teenagers can bang their heads to in a car. Bohemian Rhapsody is not that song.

Freddie Mercury: The human condition requires a bit of anesthesia.

[after listening to Bohemian Rhapsody]

Ray Foster: Bohemian...

Brian May: Rhapsody. It's poetic.

Ray Foster: What on earth is it about? Scaramouche? Galileo? Beelzebub? And that Ismallah business?

Freddie Mercury: Bismillah.

Roger Taylor: You're a legend, Fred.

Freddie Mercury: You're bloody right I am! We're all legends.

Freddie Mercury: Let's go and punch a hole in the roof of Wembley Stadium.

Brian May: Actually, Wembley Stadium doesn't have a roof.

Freddie Mercury: Then we'll punch a hole in the sky.

Jim Hutton: I like you too, Freddie. Come and find me when you decide to like yourself.

[from trailer, recording operatic section of Bohemian Rhapsody]

Roger Taylor: [singing in high pitch] Galileo!

Freddie Mercury: Do it again.

Roger Taylor: [singing in high pitch] Galileo!

Freddie Mercury: One more.


[from trailer, Brian May finishes Bohemian Rhapsody guitar solo in studio]

Brian May: So now what?

Freddie Mercury: Oh, this is when the operatic section comes in.

Brian May: Ah. The operatic section, yeah...

Brian May: I wanna give the audience a song that they can perform. So what can they do?

[Brian stomps his foot twice and claps, he and other band members follow along to the beat of We Will Rock You]

Brian May: Imagine... thousands of people... doing this in unison. Hmm?

Freddie Mercury: What's the lyric?

Freddie Mercury: Roger, there's only room in this band for one hysterical queen.

Freddie Mercury: [on his illness] If any of you fuss about it or frown about it, or worst of all, if you bore me with your sympathy, that's just seconds wasted. Seconds that could be used making music, which is all I want to do with the time I have left. I don't have time to be anybody's victim, AIDS poster boy or cautionary tale. No, I decide who I am. I'm going to be what I was born to be: a performer that gives the people what they want: a touch of the heavens! Freddie fucking Mercury.

[from trailer]

Mary Austin: [to Freddie] I love the way you move on stage. The whole room belongs to you. Don't you see what you can be?

[about to perform]

Roger Taylor: Ready, Freddie?

Freddie Mercury: Let's do it.

[from trailer]

Freddie Mercury: We can be. We believe in each other... that's everything. We are going to do great things. It's an experience - love, tragedy, joy... it's something that people will feel belongs to them.

Young Man at Clinic: [as Freddie passes him by] Ay-oh?

Freddie Mercury: [Stopping and looking back at him] Ay-oh.

[after the band meets Mary's husband David]

Freddie Mercury: What do we think of David?


Brian May: [sighs] Nice chap.

Freddie Mercury: I think he's gay.

Jim Beach: They just need a bit of time.

Freddie Mercury: What if I don't have time?

Freddie Mercury: I'm not the leader of Queen, I'm only the lead singer.

Roger Taylor: ...Who even is Galileo?

Ray Foster: Bohemian...

Brian May: Rhapsody.

Ray Foster: Rhapsody. What is that?

Freddie Mercury: An epic poem.

Ray Foster: It goes on forever, six bloody minutes!

Freddie Mercury: I pity your wife if you think six minutes is forever.


Freddie Mercury: And you know what? We're going to release it as our single.

Ray Foster: [laugs] Not possible. Anything over three minutes, and the radio stations won't program it. John?

John Reid: Yeah, we need radio. Format is three minutes.

Ray Foster: What about 'I'm in Love with My Car'?

[disappointed look on Queen's faces before Freddie kicks Ray's desk]

Ray Foster: Well, that's the kind of songs teenagers can crank up the volume in their car and bang their heads to. 'Bohemian Rhapsody' will never be that song.

Mary Austin: [to Freddie, crying] Your life is going to be very difficult.

Freddie Mercury: I'm just a musical prostitute.

[from trailer]

Ray Foster: Mark these words: NO ONE will play Queen.

Jim Beach: Fortune favors the bold.

Freddie Mercury: [Freddy is trying to warm up his vocals before Live Aid. He looks behind and sees one of his cats staring at him] What, you think you can do better?

[the cat walks offf]

Freddie Mercury: Everybody's a critic...

[Roger threatens to throw a coffee machine at Brian and John]

Brian May: Not the coffee machine!

Bomi Bulsara: [Quoting Zoroaster] Good Thoughts. Good Words. Good Deeds.

Brian May: [to Freddie] No one will play us on the radio. We need to get experimental.

Freddie Mercury: We're family. We believe in each other. That's everything.

Roger Taylor: [singing in high pitch] Galileo!

Freddie Mercury: Higher!

Roger Taylor: If I go higher, only dogs will hear it!

Jim Beach: The sun always sets behind you on Miami Beach.

Baggage handler: Paki!

Freddie Mercury: I'm not from Pakistan.

Roger Taylor: [debating which song is better; Sweet Lady or I'm in Love with my Car] "You call me sweet like I'm some kind of cheese"

Brian May: It's good.

Roger Taylor: WOW!

Brian May: Is that, you know, "with my hands on your grease gun". That's very subtle isn't it?

Roger Taylor: It's a METAPHOR Brian!

John Deacon: It's just a bit weird Roger. What exactly are you doing with that car?

Freddie Mercury: [Asking Mary to sign to her deaf father] Please tell your father it's nice to meet him.

Mary Austin: I have.

Freddie Mercury: Well then, thank him for the lovely birthday cake.

Mary Austin: I have.

Freddie Mercury: [half-whispering] Then tell him his daughter's an EPIC shag.

Mary Austin: Freddie. He can read lips.

Mary's Father: [death glare]

Roger Taylor: What are you doing later?

Kashmira Bulsara: Homework...

Mary Austin: What do you want from me, Freddie?

Freddie Mercury: Almost everything.

Roger Taylor: [after singing Galileo in high pitch several times] My balls are in my chest.

Bomi Bulsara: So now the family name is not good enough for you.

Freddie Mercury: I've changed it legally. No going back.

John Reid: [Introducing Jim Beach to Ray Foster] And here's the bands lawyer Jim Beach.

Jim Beach: Hello.

Freddie Mercury: You MUST stop calling him that.

John Reid: That's his name.

Freddie Mercury: No, we can NOT keep calling him Jim Beach. Now that's absurd, not to mention unspeakably boring.


Freddie Mercury: Miami! From now on I dub thee MIAMI Beach!

Freddie Mercury: [singing on piano] Happy birthday, Mr Mercury...

Brian May: [At press conference] Does anyone have questions about the music?

Freddie Mercury: You know when you know you've gone rotten? Really rotten? Fruit flies. Dirty little fruit flies. Coming to feast on what's left.

Freddie Mercury: I enjoyed the show. I also, I write songs.

Brian May: Our lead singer just quit.

Freddie Mercury: Well then, you're going to need someone new.

Freddie Mercury: Mmm. They say money can't buy happiness, darlings! But it does allow you to give it away!

Mary Austin: So, the new name is Queen?

Freddie Mercury: As in Her Royal Highness, and because it's outrageous, and I can't think of anyone more outrageous than me!

Jim Hutton: Touch me again like that and I'll belt ya.

Freddie Mercury: You will forever be known as the man who lost Queen.

Reporter 2: Freddie, uh, your teeth! Why don't you get your teeth fixed?

Freddie Mercury: I live in Britain. I don't want to stand out.

Freddie Mercury: How much do you think we can get for this van?

[from trailer]

Brian May: We want to do something different.

Ray Foster: It's my money, I say what goes!

Brian May: We can't simply repeat ourselves.

Freddie Mercury: No... we can do better.

Ray Foster: Mark these words. No one will play Queen.

Freddie Mercury: I have four extra incisors.

Jim Hutton: So, all your friends have left you alone.

Freddie Mercury: They're not my friends. Not really. Just distraction.

Jim Hutton: From what?

Freddie Mercury: The in-between moments, I suppose. I find them intolerable. All of the darkness you thought you left behind comes creeping back in.

Freddie Mercury: [calling Paul on the telephone] Paul

Paul Prenter: Freddie?

Freddie Mercury: Sweetheart, I want to throw a party.

Paul Prenter: Okay, who do you want to invite?

Freddie Mercury: People! I want you to shake the freak tree and invite anyone who plops to the ground! Dwarfs and giants, magicians, Zulu tribesmen. contortionists, fire eaters, and priests. We're going to need to confess.

Freddie Mercury: I'm terribly sorry. I didn't mean to offend you, I'm sorry. I won't do that again, alright? Let me get you a beer.

Jim Hutton: I wouldn't mind a beer.

Freddie Mercury: [chuckles] Can you just tell me where we keep them?

Brian May: No Prenter? It's unusual to see you without your clone.

Freddie Mercury: It's unusual seeing you be so bitchy.

Paul Prenter: I know who you are, Freddie Mercury.

Roger Taylor: [knocks on the door to Freddie's flat and barges in] Your phones off the hook.

[points to lady companion]

Roger Taylor: This is Crystal.

Cheryl: CHERYL!

Roger Taylor: Oh, that's right. My mistake.

[after Mary leaves Freddie, driving away in the rain]

Paul Prenter: Freddie? What are you doing? You'll catch your death.

Freddie Mercury: Why didn't you tell me about Live Aid?

Paul Prenter: The Africa charity gig? It'd be an embarrassment. I didn't want to waste your time.

Freddie Mercury: You should have told me.

Paul Prenter: Of course I did. You forgot. You're always forgetting things. Come in now and have a drink.

Freddie Mercury: You're out.

Paul Prenter: What do you mean?

Freddie Mercury: I want you out of my life.

Paul Prenter: 'Cause I'm the only one left, now you're blaming me for everything?

Freddie Mercury: I blame myself.

Paul Prenter: So I'm out? Just like that? After everything we've been through? Just think of the photos I have. I know who you are, Freddie Mercury!

Freddie Mercury: [angry, firmly] You know when you gone really rotten? Really rotten? Fruit fly. Dirty, little, fruit fly. Coming to feast on what's left. Well, there isn't much left for you to feast on anymore!

[Under Pressure begins playing]

Freddie Mercury: [enraged] So, fly off! Do what you like with your photographs and your stories... but promise me one thing... that I never want to see your face again... ever.

Mary Austin: You've been burning the candle at both ends, Freddie.

Brian May: [after Tim tells Brian and Roger he's leaving Smile for another band]


Brian May: Humpy Bong?

Tim Staffell: Humpy Bong. They're going places! They're gonna be big!

Roger Taylor: Humpy Bong? Are you joking?

Live Aid Organiser: So we have had a bit of a complaint about the noise... From a woman in Belgium.

Mary Austin: What's it like, singing for all those people?

Freddie Mercury: When I know they're listening, when I know I really have them, I couldn't sing off-key if I tried. I am exactly the person I was always meant to be. I'm not afraid of anything.

Freddie Mercury: The only other time I ever feel that way is when I'm with you.

Freddie Mercury: Formulas are a complete and utter waste of time.

Jim Hutton: Goodnight, Freddie. Or should I say good morning?

Freddie Mercury: I'm frightened...

Mary Austin: Freddie, you don't need to be, because no matter what, you are loved. By me, by Brian, Roger, Deacy, your family. It's enough. And these people... They don't care about you. Paul doesn't care about you. You don't belong here, Freddie. Come home.

Freddie Mercury: Jim?

Jim Hutton: Yes, Freddie?

Freddie Mercury: I've got another martini. Would you like it?

Jim Hutton: Yes.

Freddie Mercury: [coming out to Mary] I think I'm bisexual.

Mary Austin: Freddie, you're gay.

Reporter 3: Freddie, concerning your private life: there's lots of pictures of you in the tabloids, looking drunk or ill.

Freddie Mercury: Which one is it; ill or drunk?

John Reid: I had a cold last week, if anyone cares.

Freddie Mercury: [finally meets Jim again] Do you have any idea how many Jim Huttons there are in London?

Jim Hutton: I didn't want to make it too easy for you.

[the reunion meeting starts off tense]

Jim Beach: If anyone wants any tea, coffee, bladed weapons, just... just ask.

Freddie Mercury: I went to Munich. I hired a bunch of guys, I told them exactly what to do and the problem was, they did it. No push-back from Roger, none of Brian's re-writes, none of John's funny looks. I need you, and you need me.

Freddie Mercury: ...You've got families, children, wives. What have I got?

John Deacon: You've got $4 million. Perhaps you can buy yourself a family.

Ray Foster: It's my money. I say what goes!

Paul Prenter: [to German TV presenter] His lovers were countless.

Shelley Stern: Freddie, could you tell us about the rumours concerning your sexuality?

Freddie Mercury: [listens to May's guitar] Give it a bit more rock and roll.

Brian May: [smiles] You know I'm always up for that, Fred.