[Humorously] Solomon's, I guess! Well, I'm surely not going to accommodate him. [To SIMON] Get up. [To RUFINIUS and the centurions] Let him go. [To SIMON] You are reprieved.
SIMON
[Blubbering] Cæsar, I—
HELIOGABALUS
Silence! I say you are reprieved. You are not going to get to paradise if I can help it. [To the centurions] Take him out, give him a good cowhiding, and run him out of town. [To SIMON] If you ever come back, off goes your Adam's apple. And I'll slice your nose flat with your face. Bear that in mind.
LUCIA
[Heroically] If he goes, then I go too.
HELIOGABALUS
[Overjoyed by the news, he is momentarily speechless; then—] Oh, surely not! You don't mean to say that you—
LUCIA