I knew a man who once said, \"Death smiles at us all. All a man can do is smile back.\"
What we do in life echoes in eternity.
Your emperor is pleased to give you the barbarian horde!
You're good, but you're not that good. You could be magnificent.
I'm required to kill, so I kill. That is enough.
We shall go to Rome together and have bloody adventures. And the great whore will suckle us until we are fat and happy and can suckle no more. And then, when enough men have died, perhaps you will have your freedom.
You'll meet them again, but not yet. Not yet.
Have you ever seen anything like that before? I didn't know man could build such things.
Still afraid of the dark, brother?
You'll get your contract rates or you'll get your contract cancelled. You don't like it? Then you can crawl back down that shit hole that you came from.
Rich matrons pay well to be pleasured by the bravest champions.
You have a great name. He must kill your name before he kills you.
We, who are about to die, salute you.
The time for honoring yourself will soon be at an end.
It's a dream, a frightful dream... life is...
He knew they were busy little bees. And one night he sat down with one of them and he looked at her and he said, "Tell me what you've been doing busy little bee or I shall strike down those dearest to you. You shall watch as I bathe in their blood."
I think you have been afraid all your life.
What do you want? Girl? Boy?
The beating heart of Rome is not the marble of the senate, it's the sand of the Colosseum. He'll bring them death and they will love him for it.
People should know when they're conquered.
Now embrace me as my son and bring an old man another blanket.
On my signal unleash hell.
If you find yourself alone, riding in green fields with the sun on your face, do not be troubled. For you are in Elysium, and you're already dead!
There is always someone left to fight.
Dirt cleans off a lot easier than blood.
A soldier has the advantage of being able to look his enemy in the eye, senator.
If only you had been born a man, what a Caesar you would have made.
I've seen much of the rest of the world. It is brutal and cruel and dark, Rome is the light.
Sometimes I do what I want to do. The rest of the time I do what I have to.
Fear and wonder. Powerful combination.
Your faults as a son is my failure as a father.
I would butcher the whole world if you would only love me.
The frost... sometimes it makes the blade stick.
Don't die. They'll feed you to the lions.
Those giraffes you sold me, they won't mate. They just walk around, eating, and not mating. You sold me... queer giraffes. I want my money back.
Some are good for fighting, others for dying. You need both, I think.
I shall be closer to you for the next few days, which will be the last of your miserable lives, than that bitch of a mother that brought you screaming into this world! I did not pay good money for you for your company. I paid it so that I could profit from your death. And as your mother was there at your beginning, so I shall be there at your end.
Thrust this into another man's flesh and they will applaud and love you for that. And you... you may begin to love them for that.
He enters Rome like a conquering hero. What has he conquered?
Is Rome worth one good man's life?