Character: Crixus

Come with me and I will help you to find Naevia.
- You know, in another life we could be like brothers, but not in this one. Here we are rivals. I have to earn their freedom in the arena.
- Then we both stand in each other's way. And both are right.
- If I die tomorrow, promise me that you will find Naevia.
And if I die, promise me that you will kill Batiatus.
- Tomorrow, then. One of us will die.
Apparently, it was destined always...

- Galla you kill to save someone you hate?..
I saved Spartacus, I saved your brother!

- All wounds heal, even the deepest.
- Would be better if these wounds are never inflicted.
- Would you rather never know my heart?

- Galla you kill to save someone you hate?..
I saved Spartacus, I saved your brother!

There is nothing better than standing victorious in the arena.
Only it's important to you? Your only price is the blood? Your only goal is the crowd cheering? Just for this you fight?

- When Theopolis fall, all the glory will be mine.
- If we do not come to an agreement between them - we get only death.

Love does not choose. She chooses herself.
And kills without a trace.

Love for her Sake you ruined yourself!
She's my heart!
- She's a woman...

But when the sun rises, I would see reason dawn.
But when the sun rises, I want to see the reason for the dawn.

- To see you and not be here - it's like a wound that cannot be healed!
- All wounds heal, even the deepest.