Clerk: ...please listen, as if you were sober and intelligent,
and not a drink-sodden, sex-addled wreck.
[the Senators stand and begin to leave]
Clerk: You are certainly not without accomplishments:
it is a rare man who can boast of becoming a bankrupt before even coming of age.
You have brought upon us war, pestilence and destruction.
You are Rome's Helen of Troy. But then... but then...
Mark Antony: [fuming] Go on... GO ON!
Clerk: ...a woman's role has always suited you best.
Levi: That makes you proud?
Timon: Proud as any free Roman.
Levi: [contemptuously] You breathe this fetid air of Rome, but you are not Roman.
You walk her beshitted streets,
you speak her mongrel language, but you're not Roman.
You're a Jew. You may forget that. They never will.
Gaius Octavian Caesar: Step away from my chair!
[Cicero does as he's told]
Gaius Octavian Caesar: My father died on this floor. Right there.
Stabbed 27 times, butchered, by men he called his friends.
Who will tell me that is not murder?
Who will tell my legions who loved Caesar as I do that that is not murder?
[Octavian's troops enter the hall and stand behind Octavian as they draw their swords]
Gaius Octavian Caesar: Who will speak against the motion?