Archimandrite Simeon Todorsky: Something for the poor, You Majesty?
[Catherine removes several bracelets and places them in the collection plate]
Archimandrite Simeon Todorsky: For the poor, Captain?
[Capt. Orloff drops a handful of diamonds in the plate]
Archimandrite Simeon Todorsky: Excellency?
Count Alexei: [Count Alexei tosses a bag of what sounds like coins] Quite a haul tonight, Father.
Archimandrite Simeon Todorsky: Chancellor?
[the chancellor gives him a single coin]
Archimandrite Simeon Todorsky: Elizabeth?
[Countess Elizabeth flings the food she'd been eating onto the collection plate. The archimandrite places the morsel on the table]
Archimandrite Simeon Todorsky: Your Imperial Majesty, something for the poor?
[Peter slaps him]
Archimandrite Simeon Todorsky: That was for me. Now what have you got for the poor?
Grand Duke Peter: There are no poor in Russia! Get out!