SOLDIERS
One, two! One, two!

MILES
We not only fought, but we won, too!

SOLDIERS
One, two! One, two! Left, right! Left, right!

MILES
There's none of the enemy left, right?

SOLDIERS
Right! Left...right...right? Left?

MILES
Halt!

PSEUDOLUS
Hail, Miles Gloriosus. Welcome to Rome. Your bride awaits you.

MILES
My bride... My bride! My bride! I've come to claim my bride, Come tenderly to crush her against my side. Let haste be made! I cannot be delayed: There are lands to conquer, cities to loot and peoples to degrade.

SOLDIERS
Look at those arms! Look at that chest! Look at them!

MILES
Not to mention the rest. Even I am impressed! My bride! My bride! Come, bring to me my bride. My lust for her no longer can be denied. Convey the news! I have no time to lose: There are towns to plunder, temples to burn and women to abuse.

SOLDIERS
Look at that foot! Look at that heel! Mark the magnificent muscles of steel!

MILES
I am my ideal! I, Miles Gloriosus, I, slaughterer of thousands, I, oppressor of the meek, Subduer of the weak, Degrader of the Greek, Destroyer of the Turk, Must hurry back to work.

MILES & ROMANS:
I/he, Miles Gloriosus,

SOLDIERS A man among men!

MILES & ROMANS:
I/he, paragon of virtue,

SOLDIERS
With sword and with pen!

MILES
I, in war the most admired, In wit the most inspired, In love the most desired, In dress the best displayed-- I am a parade!

SOLDIERS
Look at those eyes, cunning and keen, Look at the size of those thighs, like a mighty machine!

PSEUDOLUS
Those are the mightiest thighs that I ever have theen! I mean...

MILES
My bride! My bride! Inform my lucky bride: The fabled arms of Miles are open wide. Make haste! Make haste! I have no time to waste: There are shrines I should be sacking, Ribs I should be cracking, Eyes to gouge and booty to divide. Bring me my bride!

In Honor of the crew of The Columbia....Those who represented the brave and intrepid quest for Knowledge and New Frontiers for all Humanity