What has this child to do with me? Tell me. A child was wrapped in it. Who was this child?...

Moses: What has this child to do with me? Tell me. Nefretiri: A child was wrapped in it. Moses: Who was this child? Nefretiri: Bithiah drew him from the river. Memnet was with her. Moses: Who was this child? Nefretiri: Memnet is dead. No one needs know who you are. I love you. I killed for you. I'll kill anyone who comes between us. Moses: Why did you kill for me, Nefretiri? If you love me, do not lie. Nefretiri: Hold me in your arms. Hold me close. You were not born prince of Egypt, Moses. You are the son of Hebrew slaves. Moses: Love can not drown truth, Nefretiri. You do believe it, or you would not have killed Memnet. Nefretiri: I love you. That's the only truth, I know. Moses: Did this child, of the Nile, have a mother? Nefretiri: Memnet called her Yochabel. Moses: I will ask Bithiah. [Moses then left Nefretiri, to speak with Bithiah] Bithiah: How could you doubt me? You did not doubt me, as you took your first step. It's a wicked lie, spun by Rameses. Moses: Did Rameses spin this? [while he was asking Bithiah, Moses shows her the Hebrew cloth, that Memnet had kept hidden, as a secret and quiet for 30 years. In reality, it was infant Moses' swaddling cloth, 30 years earlier] Bithiah: The word of your mother, against a piece of cloth found by Memnet? Moses: How did you know it was Memnet? Bithiah: Who else? Memnet nursed Rameses. She will pay, for spreading his lies. Moses: She has paid. Bithiah: She is dead? Moses: At the hand of Nefretiri. Moses: Memnet spoke of a woman named Yochabel. Did you ever know her? Bithiah: [Trying to hide the truth] No. Moses: Yours, was the face I saw, above my cradle. The only mother, I've ever known. Wherever I am led and whatever, I must do, I will always love you. [Moses then left Bithiah, to visit Hebrew slave woman, Yochabel, and learn the complete truth, of the cloth]