Townswoman: (as a Jaffa points a charged staff weapon at her) Kill me if you want, but know this: in the end, you and your people will be defeated, just as the prophecy has foretold.
Trelak: The prophecy.
Maybourne: Pay no attention. She's obviously frightened beyond reason.
Townswoman: It foretold of your arrival and of your defeat.
Maybourne: Another predicted rain today with a chance of morning frost, and yet, what fine weather we are enjoying.