TV series: Spartacus: Blood and sand (Spartacus: Blood and Sand). Page 1

You, Bringer of rain and conquered death, together we'll carve the name of Spartacus on the tablets of fate!

Thank you, brother, without you in the arena would shed my blood instead of rain. Let the name Crixus, the undefeated Gaul, famous for centuries!

Let you keep the gods you don't believe.

I'm proud of you.
- You taught me everything.
- Killing of Teopolis, you finished the fight, who once was unable to finish my sword.

People are gluttonous creature, it is necessary to constantly feed new delight.

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.

Even the walking dead come back from the grave.

I'm just a simple Roman trying to break through the whims of gods, politicians, villains, although they are often indistinguishable from each other. But you, you are the most dangerous animal - a beast born of the heart.

The shadow of Rome is vast and you shall die under it, piece by piece, under the roar of the crowd.

- Spartak!
- That's not my name.
- Your name, your life - such as we decide.

- How do you know she's still alive?
- How do you know that the heart is beating in your chest?

- If you were Roman, you were standing beside me.
- I am thankful that it didn't happen.

- Isn't it obvious that you can't win this war?
- The conventional wisdom. It divided all the Romans, killed me.
And among them my son.
- Sorry, Emperor, but I can't mourn the fallen soldier, killed Crixus.
- Gall died on the battlefield, but my son was deprived of this honor!
But not on my orders. He roughed up that woman and she got the revenge.
Now I want to revenge for the son. As you do for your wife that...
- Don't even try to compare our losses! Your son fought for the Republic, which were ripped from my arms innocent wife and condemned to slavery and death.
And you are ready to send thousands of people followed her?
- Everything that happens to my people will happen according to our will. We decide our fate, not you, the Romans, and not even the gods!
- You chose the time and place of his death.
- Better to fall by the sword than by the master's whip!
- But is it selecet rotting wound? If bringer of rain can make the miracle happen and win Crassus and his legions, will he leave the Republic? Comforted he the one that made his justice?
- There's no justice. Not in this world.
- At least we came to an agreement.
- When we meet again, I will kill you.
- No. You can try.
- It is necessary and freedom.