Batiatus: (referring to Ilithyia) The snake arrives, walking as if human
Spartacus: Sura and I often spoke of children. A family we were going to have now forever denied me. As I now deny Glaber of his!
Ilithyia: The child is yours!
Spartacus: You lie.
Ilithyia: Would then my tongue make false noise? It yet speaks bitter truth. Monthly blood ceased after you came to me in Batiatus' villa. Lucretia had promised Crixus - a cruel jest. Tis a memory that lingers, is it not? Of that night. Of you inside me.
Spartacus: Yes. As does memory of my hands around your throat.
Spartacus: (as he catches Doctor's whip with his wrist) That is not my name
Gannicus: I knew you'd lead these men to their deaths eventually. Is this the day you would do it?
Spartacus: They are but loyal. A quality you seem unfamiliar with.
Aurelia: He was not a perfect man; but he was mine! He was mine!
Lucretia: Try not to cut too deeply. Ilithyia: (presses the knife to Spartacus' stomach) Legend does call for the blood of a *dead* gladiator...
Laeta: Gannicus seeks to best you. Spartacus: (amused) Gladiators seek to best all. It's the only way to survive in the arena.
Marcus Crassus: (talking about the reasons why they are fighting) As mine (hands) Marcus Crassus: are so moved toward the memory of my son. As yours toward wife no longer... Spartacus: Do not think to place your loss on equal footing! Your son took up arms for the republic - the same one that saw my innocent wife torn from grasp, condemned to slavery and death. Marcus Crassus: And now you would lead thousands to join her in futile attempt? Spartacus: Whatever happens to my people, it happens because *we* choose for it. *We* decide our fates; not you, not the Romans, not even the gods.
Agron: (sees Ilithyia being dragged in behind Spartacus) Fuck the gods.
Marcus Crassus: Would you have been born a Roman and stood besides me. Spartacus: I bless the fates it was not so.
Spartacus: Gannicus stands the only among us to win his freedom upon the sands. Laeta: If free, why does he raise arms with the slaves against the republic? Spartacus: He took up cause to honor a fallen brother - one that taught many of us the ways of battle, and the bond that joins all men and such with it.
Batiatus: You were *nothing* before me! I gave you the means to accept your fate! Spartacus: And now you are destroyed by it.
Gannicus: I have had my fill of words and tearful farewells. I desire blood and cries of our enemy. Spartacus: Let us make it so.
Sibyl: There is no life absent your touch. Gannicus: You once said to me that the gods had sent me to save you. You were mistaken; you were the one sent and I in need of saving.
Ilithyia: First you tie my hands and then you seize my fucking tongue? Lucretia: I would not have it flapping about absent direction.