PHIDIPPIDES. That has no bearing on the case, good sir; Socrates would find no connection, I assure you.
STREPSIADES. Then do not beat at all, for otherwise you have only yourself to blame afterwards.
PHIDIPPIDES. What for?
STREPSIADES. I have the right to chastise you, and you to chastise your son, if you have one.
PHIDIPPIDES. And if I have not, I shall have cried in vain, and you will die laughing in my face.
STREPSIADES. What say you, all here present? It seems to me that he is right, and I am of opinion that they should be accorded their right. If we think wrongly, 'tis but just we should be beaten.
PHIDIPPIDES. Again, consider this other point.
STREPSIADES. 'Twill be the death of me.
PHIDIPPIDES. But you will certainly feel no more anger because of the blows I have given you.
STREPSIADES. Come, show me what profit I shall gain from it.
PHIDIPPIDES. I shall beat my mother just as I have you.
STREPSIADES. What do you say? what's that you say? Hah! this is far worse still.