Bithiah:
A conquerer, already conquered?
Moses:
The first face I look for and the last I find.
[as Moses saw Bithiah, he knelt to her, to honor her]
Moses:
Mother!
Bithiah:
I was thanking the gods for your safe return. But I find you in grave danger here.
Moses:
An intoxicating danger, mother.
Bithiah:
Marry her if you can, my son, but never fall in love with her.
Nefretiri:
Oh, I'll be less trouble to him than the Hebrew slaves of Goshen.
Bithiah:
Goshen?
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