El Cid:
People of Valencia! I bring you bread!
Jimena:
Why did you come?
El Cid:
I tried not to come. I tried, I told my love it had no right to live. But my love won't die...
Jimena:
Kill it.
El Cid:
You kill it! Tell me you don't love me.
Jimena:
[long pause] I cannot. Not yet. But I will make myself worthy of you Rodrigo, I will learn to hate you.
Moutamin:
[after El Cid claims Valencia for the King] What a noble subject, if only he had a noble King.