Blakes 71978

Chesku:
[rehearsing]... a question of leadership. The rabble which sought to challenge the established order lacked our inspiration, our unity, our leadership. They are crushed. Earth and the Inner Planets are once again united. Gentlemen, I give you a toast. Our inspiration, our unity, our leader: President Servalan.

Chesku:
[to Sula] What do you think?

Sula:
I think it's crude and obvious.

Chesku:
[unperturbed] Thank you, Sula.

Sula:
You asked what I thought.

Chesku:
Stupid of me. I should know better by now.

Sula:
If it's any consolation to you, I'm sure Servalan will be delighted.

Sula:
[turns to look at Residence One] She is, after all, a tasteless megalomaniac.

Chesku:
I think it's rather fine.

Sula:
You would, Chesku.

Chesku:
Her presidential palace.

Sula:
A grotesque anachronism, like its owner. We could have built two cities for what it cost to reconstruct that absurdity.

Chesku:
You keep talking like that, you'll get us both killed.