Cesare Borgia: [the room suddenly goes quiet when Cesare and Micheletto enter enter] You could hear a pin drop, Micheletto.
Micheletto: If I had a pin.
Rodrigo Borgia: [Opening lines as Cesare is shaving him] Della Rovere's escape was orchestrated by whom?
Cesare Borgia: Of that I must plead ignorance.
Rodrigo Borgia: We are in a snake pit surrounded by venom and smiling vipers, and our son pleads ignorance.
Rodrigo Borgia: Maybe it was you.
[Cesare nicks his neck with the razor]
Rodrigo Borgia: Think of Rome as a spider's web, my son, and each family has its silken thread attached to an egg which is planted within these walls.
Cesare Borgia: Orsini, Baglioni, Vitelli, Colonna.
Rodrigo Borgia: And each one of these diaphonous threads go back through their families to the tarantula of Forli, the great arachnee, Caterina Sforza, and every egg wears a cardinal's hat and a smile of obedience and piety, and plots to murder you, your mother, your sister, and the plot to murder your beloved brother succeeds.
Cesare Borgia: [to Lucrezia] Whoever gets in the way of your happiness will feel my wrath.
[He puts a finger tenderly under her chin]
Cesare Borgia: We are the unholy family.