Rameses: Tell me this Moses, tell me this: why is it that every time you start something, I'm the one who ends up in trouble?
Seti: Why do the gods torment me with such reckless, destructive, blasphemous sons?
Rameses: Father, hear what I say.
Seti: Be still! Pharaoh speaks. I seek to build an empire, and your only thought is to amuse yourselves by tearing it down! Have I taught you nothing?
Hotep: Don't be so hard on yourself, your highness. You're an excellent teacher.
Huy: It isn't your fault your sons learned nothing.
Hotep: Well, they learned blasphemy.
Rameses: I will not be dictated to, I will not be threatened. I am the morning and evening star, I am Pharaoh.