Marquis de Varennes:
They protest they have no bread, Your Majesty!

Marie Antoinette:
No bread indeed. Let them eat cake!

Antony:
Cleopatra, my love! Why did you turn your ship from the fight? All your galleys have scattered - run before the foe - and just when the battle was almost won!

Cleopatra:
I believed the battle was lost. Oh, do not blame me - what do I know of war?

Antony:
But what about love - ours? If the worst came, we had sworn to die together.

Cleopatra:
Aren't we together now, Antony?

Antony:
With shame on our names.

Cleopatra:
But with love for each other in our hearts. Believe me, my galley is swift. The Romans will not catch us. Come close to me, Antony.

Indian Chief:
How.

Peter Minuit:
Three minutes, and leave 'em in the shell.