- Queen Bera: It is our pleasure - to give you pleasure. So, let us make you - comfortable.
- Lot: You're wasting your time. I didn't come here to be drowned in wine and smothered in cushions.
- [as the traitor Melchior is trapped in flames and pleading for mercy]
- Ishmael: I hear no voice. The dead cannot speak.
- Ildith: It is a secret as old as my city. When one is overcome by weakness from the sun's heat, one needs salt. Unfortunately, I traded all mine for - for those slaves you see. I bought them for the Queen. They're worth four times their weight in salt.
- Lot: Poor creatures.
- Ildith: Am I a poor creature too? Does your heart - ache for me? I'm a slave too. Chief of the Queen's body slaves.
- Lot: For one human to own another is wrong. Evil!
- Alabias: You citizens of Sodom and Gomorrah - beware! Your sins cry out for extermination! You buy men and women as if they were objects of stone. Think them only as implements for your pleasure or machines to work. Even as you whip and force them to mine your miraculous deposits of pure white salt, only to increase the power and wealth of your infamous cities. Yes, your power and wealth rests on salt! And your salt is bought with the blood of slaves. Here me, o people of Sodom and Gomorrah!
- Astaroth: My sister. She thinks herself as strong a leader as a man might be. But, she has a little, cautious woman's mind. I could create a state, a nation, a empire. She thinks to conserve only what we have. Our two joined cities.
- Malik: He's blind.
- Queen Bera: Blind? What a wonderful idea! So delightfully imaginative. It makes the whole affair much more interesting.
- Lot: Women wear clothes to shelter them from the sun and from the cold.
- Ildith: That explains the fit. You - you Hebrews confuse clothes with tents!
- Lot: Oh, yes, they're loose. That's to leave the limbs free to work.
- Ildith: What work?
- Lot: A women's work. To cook, to spin, to clean, to follow the harvesters.
- Ildith: Is this why I was schooled? To live here with herdsman - in huts of - stinking hide?
- Queen Bera: You were schooled to do whatever pleases my whim.
- Lot: What hideous place is this? What dreadful blasphemy. Dead and dying men. White bones under the Lord's bright sky and His sweet sun.
- Lot: To work is the price of freedom. To support your own needs. To be able to determine how and where you'll work. To - to own yourself.
- Lot: You confuse me with my office. Lot, the leader of the tribe, would never do this, that and the other; so, of course, neither would Lot the man. Well, now here is Lot the man. His heart is pounding like an idiot boy. He didn't set out for his tent, but, his legs brought him here.
- Ildith: All right. Why not? I was trained to please, to submit. I could give you pleasure you never dreamt of.
- Astaroth: Captain, come in.
- [to Shuah]
- Astaroth: You prefer the Captain? He is beautiful. Isn't he? Would you like to kiss him? Come on. Don't be afraid. Come on. Kiss him. Go on.
- [to the Captain]
- Astaroth: Isn't she lovely? Answer me. Try taking her in your arms. Answer me.
- The Captain: I thought that years of devotion to your person deserved, at least, respect.
- Astaroth: Respect a panting dog that always wags his tail?
- Ishmael: They change us more than we change them. Their evil infects us! Look around you. Your clothes. This food. This house!
- Ildith: We live in a nicer place because the elders wish us to. Lot's the leader of a prosperous people.
- Ishmael: And Shuah who paints her face, who is never home. And my own Maleb, who avoids my eyes.
- Lot: Is this true?
- Ildith: Shuah passes her time as all those of her own age do. And as for Maleb, if you gave her as much thought as you do the mine slaves, there would be no trouble between you two.
- Ishmael: How can you judge innocence, who have none!
- Astaroth: What difference does it make?
- Shuah: She's my sister.
- Astaroth: So, then, haven't you now more in common? More in common, too, with other Hebrews who find our Sodom so fair. Your father!
- Astaroth: My father is good. He's perfect!
- Astaroth: Did I say he wasn't?
- [kiss]
- Astaroth: Didn't he marry one of our women?
- [kiss]
- Astaroth: Bring your whole tribe into the city?
- [kiss]
- Astaroth: How then do you differ from him?
- [kiss]
- Astaroth: And how does Maleb? Or I? Do I remind you of your father?
- [long kiss]
- Queen Bera: Sweetest brother. Oldest and dearest enemy of all.
- [seductively caresses Astaroth's cheek and sticks her finger in his mouth, he bites it, she smiles]
- Queen Bera: Huh! You drew blood.
- Astaroth: I know.
- [he sticks his finger in Queen Bera's mouth, she bites it, he remains stoneface]
- Queen Bera: It doesn't give you any longer - pleasure?
- Astaroth: Not even pain.
- Queen Bera: Go! Do as I order.
- Astaroth: As you desire.
- [sarcastically]
- Astaroth: Sweetest sister.
- Queen Bera: In the name of righteousness and your God, you have abandoned yourself to the lust for blood. You are a true Sodomite, Lot. Welcome.
- Lot: I sinned - and then in my pride I thought to punish myself. Now I know, there is another who will punish me in his own time.
- Lot: Hear me! Hear me! As I was told, so now I tell you. Once we leave these cities, if there are those among us who look back, only so much as look back, mind you, then Jehovah will know that we do so in regret for the ways of Sodom and He will smite us! No one look back. No one!