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Quotes
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The Duke : [Renata is crying] Are you crying for your mama? Come, I'll console you! Come here to me!
The President : [singing] Come, little darling to your good daddy / He'll sing you a lullaby
The Duke : Heavens, what an opportunity you offer me. Sra Maggi's tale must be acted upon at once.
Female Victim : Sir, Sir. Pity. Respect my grief. I'm suffering so, at my mother's fate. She died for me and I'll never see her again.
The Duke : Undress her.
Female Victim : Kill me! At least God, whom I implore, will pity me. Kill me, but don't dishonor me.
The Duke : This whining's the most exciting thing I've ever heard.