Nefretiri: If you want to help your people, come back to the palace.
Moses: And hide the truth from Sethi... that I am Hebrew and a slave?
Nefretiri: The truth would break his dear old heart and send Bithiah into exile or death. Think of us and stop hearing the cries of your people.
Moses: Their God does not hear their cry.
Nefretiri: Will Rameses hear it if he is Pharaoh? No. He would grind them into the clay they mold, double their labors. What about me? Think of me as his wife. Do you want to see me in Rameses' arms?
Moses: No!
Nefretiri: Then come back with me.