Trebonius wants you to look over his humble petition, at your leisure.
Whatever pertains to myself I will deal with last.
Trebonius knows his cue and takes Marc Anthony away.
Cassius is worried they have been found out but Brutus ensures him they have not.
Caesar to repeal the order that my brother be banished?
I kiss your hand, not in flattery, and ask you to repeal Publius Cimber’s banishment.
Pardon him, Caesar, pardon him.
Begging could change my mind if I was like you.
But I’m as immovable as the northern star. Would you try to lift Mount Olympus? I was firm in ordering that Cimber be banished, and I remain firm in that decision.
Hands, speak for me!
Et tu, Bruté?
“Liberty, freedom, and democracy!”
The man who shortens his life by twenty years cuts off twenty years of worrying about death.
We’ve done him a service by shortening his time spent fearing death. Kneel, Romans, kneel, and let’s wash our hands, up to the elbows, in Caesar’s blood
Brutus is noble, wise, brave, and honest. Caesar was mighty, bold, royal, and loving. Antony loves Brutus and honors him. Antony feared Caesar, honored him, and loved him.
Tell Antony to come. I will explain everything.
I ask you, if you have a grudge against me, to kill me now, while your stained hands still reek of blood.
Who else you intend to kill, who else you consider corrupt
But here comes Antony.—Welcome, Mark Antony.
Antony, don't beg us to kill you. Our arms can be strong and cruel but our hearts are filled with brotherly love. I will explain, why I, who loved Ceasar, killed him.
I don’t doubt your wisdom. Each of you, give me your bloody hand Now that I’ve shaken your hands, you’ll take me for either a coward or a flatterer—in either case, my credibility stands on slippery ground Forgive me, Julius!
I took your hands in friendship. I would like to take his body and give a proper funeral oration
Are you our friend, Antony?
You may, but I will stand and explain Ceasars death first.