- [after discovering that their scheme to kill their older brother has gone wrong]
- Supervacuo: Plagues!
- Ambitioso: Confusions!
- Supervacuo: Darkness!
- Ambitioso: Devils!
- Supervacuo: Our younger brother.
- Ambitioso: There's no advantage in the killing of a YOUNGER brother!
- [holding the skull of his long-dead bride]
- Vindici: Thou sallow remnant of my poisoned love. My study's ornament, thou shell of death, once the bright face of my betrothed lady. When life and beauty naturally filled out these ragged imperfections, then 'twas a face so far beyond the shine of any woman's bought complexion.
- [facing a death sentence for rape]
- Junior: Her beauty was ordained to be my scaffold, and yet methinks I might be easier ceased. My fault being sport, let me but die in jest.
- [after her son orders her arrested]
- The Duchess: Are you so barbarous to set iron nipples upon these breasts that gave you suck?
- Ambitioso: My lord, you're gracefully established with the loves of all your subjects, and for natural death, I hope it be threescore year a-coming.
- Lussurioso: True. But no more than threescore year?
- Supervacuo: Fourscore I hope, my lord.
- Nessio: And fivescore, I.
- Vindici: I hope, my lord, that you should never die.
- Lussurioso: Give me thy hand; these others I rebuke. He that hopes so is fittest for a duke.
- Vindici: Pistols! Treason! Guards! Help! My lord, the Duke, is murdered!
- Lussurioso: [puzzled] No, I'm not.
- [Vindici stabs him]
- Chumbawumba: And then they tell you, don't try this at home...
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