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No! No, get ready to leave!
Hurry!
They're going away, moses.
The secret's going with them.
No one need ever know the shame I've brought upon you.
Shame?
What change is there in me?
Egyptian or hebrew, I am still moses.
These are the same hands, the same arms,
Same face that were mine a moment ago.
A moment ago, you were her son,
The strength of egypt.
Now you are mine, a slave of egypt.
You find no shame in this?
If there is no shame in me,
How can I feel shame for the woman who bore me...
Or the race that bred me?
Oh, god of my fathers!
Moses, what will you do?
This is the binding tie...
And here I will stay.
Moses.
To find the meaning of what I am...
Why a hebrew...
Or any man must be a slave.
Put back your things.
You are not leaving.
Moses...
Has she done more for you than I?
Will the life she gave you
Be more useful in the black pits of slavery?
Cannot justice and truth be served better
Upon a throne,