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Gaius Octavian Caesar:
You shall leave this city. You shall go to your Eastern provinces, and you shall not come back.

Mark Antony:
Or else what, boy?

Gaius Octavian Caesar:
You shall leave this city or I will declare our alliance broken. I will have this sad story read in the forum, I will have it posted in every city in Italy, and you know the people are not so liberal with their wives as you. They shall say you wear cuckolds horns; they shall say your wife betrayed you with a low-born plebe on my staff. You will be a figure of fun. The proles will laugh at you in the street. Your soldiers will mock you behind your back. [Antony puts his hands around Octavians neck as if to strangle him] Go on, strike me. See what will happen. [Antony lets go and starts to leave] Oh, and Antony, if you find that gold, you'll be sure to tell me, won't you?