Conde: I have done nothing but be a friend to you and to Francis, doing your bidding no matter the peril or price.
Francis: But you must understand...
Conde: That there is bad blood between our lines?! You think I don't know that? You call us murderers after all you've done to our family. You destroyed our brother. Maimed him, left him for dead!
Francis: [to Bash] Is this true?
Conde: In the Italian wars, wars we fought for the house of Valois, you stabbed him in the back you coward. You are the murderers.