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The life of Spartacus, the gladiator who led a rebellion against the Romans. From his time as an ally of the Romans to his betrayal and becoming a gladiator, to the rebellion he leads and its ultimate outcome. cast
Andy Whitfield – Spartacus Erin Cummings – Sura John Hannah (actor) – Quintus Lentulus Batiatus Lucy Lawless – Lucretia Peter Mensah – Doctore/Oenomaus Manu Bennett – Crixus Nick Tarabay – Ashur Viva Bianca – Ilithyia Jai Courtney – Varro Antonio Te Maioha – Barca Lesley-Ann Brandt – Naevia Craig Parker – Gaius Claudius Glaber
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Spartacus: You move well. As if lash had never struck.
Crixus: Pain is erased when inflicted upon others.
Spartacus: I would have you at your best when we face each other.
Crixus: Is that all you’d have for me. Rhaskos speaks of your desires. What fever grips brain, that Spartacus would think me to band with him. To risk the lives of my men, my life.
Spartacus: Is there one, without the woman you love within it?
Crixus: I’ve never had a stronger reason to live.
Spartacus: I know your heart Crixus. I felt the beating of it within my chest once.
Crixus: Then you know I’ll fucking survive, and see Naevia returned to me.
Spartacus: As my wife was returned. Batiatus ordered her death.
Crixus: How did you come upon this?
Spartacus: The tongue of his man Aulus before silencing it forever. I will see the house of Batiatus fall, and with it the villain’s blood upon the earth.
Crixus: As would I in your position, but I am far removed. My escape would not aid Naevia. How would I purchase her freedom? Or even find her while being hunted like a dog by the Romans.
Spartacus: Join me, and we will find her together.
Crixus: You know that in another life, you and I may have been as brothers. But not in this one. I must win my freedom in the arena.
Spartacus: Then we stand in the way of each other’s cause.
Crixus: And both are just, but if I fall I’d have you swear to find Naevia, see her freed.
Spartacus: And I would have word that if you are victorious, one day you will have Batiatus’ life.
[the two shake hands, sealing the arrangement]
Spartacus: Tomorrow then, one of us dies.
Crixus: I fear it was always fated so.
Doctore/Oenomaus: Crixus! What is this madness?!
Crixus: Spartacus shows us the way!
Doctore/Oenomaus: He is a dog without honor!
Crixus: This house is without honor! Batiatus ordered his wife dead! And Domina? She has tainted me, because I spur her fucking heart!
Doctore/Oenomaus: I have given my life to this Ludus!
Crixus: No, they stole it from you. From all of us. You asked me to put faith in you. I ask the same. Honor us all, and see an end of this fucking house.
Spartacus: What would you do? To hold your wife again? To feel the warmth of her skin? The taste of her lips? How many men would you kill? A hundred? A thousand? Here stands but one, between you and her. Go to her. Tell her the gods themselves would not keep you apart. Lie! As you lied to me of my wife.
Batiatus: You were nothing before me! I gave you everything! I gave you the means to accept your fate!
Spartacus: Now you are destroyed by it.
[Spartacus kills Batiatus]
Batiatus: How can you keep besting a man so far above your station?
Spartacus: I sprung from my mother with sword in hand. The ways of battle are second nature, passed down from father to son.
Batiatus: I regret my own father never saw the advantage of military glory. Never saw the spoils that could be won, the patronage, the alliances forged had he taken up arms. He aspired to be no further than what he was. A simple lanista, far from Rome. You and I, however, we have fashioned wings, to raise us higher than the muck and mire of heritage. Higher than our fathers could never imagine.
Sura: The council has decided?
Spartacus: We go to war.
Sura: I’ve asked the gods to bless your sword.
Spartacus: Once the Geti are driven from our lands there will be no reason to ever pick it up again.
Sura: What would my husband do without it?
Spartacus: Grow crops, raise goats, make children.
Spartacus: Forever, to be by your side.
Sura: When do you leave?
Spartacus: First light.
Sura: Then come to bed. If one night is all we have, I should make the most of it.
Spartacus: You must keep searching for her.
Batiatus: You shit on honorable agreements and press for fresh demands? Tell me, Thracian – how will you pay for her release if found? Hmm? Her transport? Do you shoot magic coins out of your ass? If so, squat and produce!
Spartacus: I shall fight in the arena, my winnings–
Batiatus: No one wishes to see you fight! The crowd’s favor, like the wind, is fleeting. Their interest in you has blown out.
Spartacus: There must be a way for me to fight.
Batiatus: Only one. In a place where you needn’t follow rules, because none exist. The pits of the underworld. Fight there and survive, and you will fill both our hands with coin. And you may yet feel your wife’s touch again.
Pietros: What of the young boy? Ovidius’ son? Did they take his life too?
Barca: Such were my orders. But you know of my affection for delicate things. The boy was spared, and set to wander far from the deed. By the time he is discovered, we will be free.
Pietros: And your hands?
Barca: Clean forever more.
Batiatus: You were *nothing* before me! I gave you the means to accept your fate!
Spartacus: And now you are destroyed by it.
Marcus Crassus: Would you have been born a Roman and stood besides me.
Spartacus: I bless the fates it was not so.
Marcus Crassus: [talking about the reasons why they are fighting] As mine
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.
Batiatus: [referring to Ilithyia] The snake arrives, walking as if human
Agron: [sees Ilithyia being dragged in behind Spartacus] Fuck the gods.
Spartacus: [as he catches Doctor’s whip with his wrist] That is not my name
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: [watching Spartacus fight in the makeshift arena] I have never laid eyes upon the games.
Gannicus: These are but dim reflection of the glory.
Sibyl: You speak as if heart yearns for such days.
Gannicus: To return to shackle and lash, no. To stand upon the sands again – to know clear purpose of who you are and what must be done… that is a thing that calls to all of my kind.
Aurelia: He was not a perfect man; but he was mine! He was mine!
Doctore: [the ludus has rebelled] Crixus! What is this madness!
Crixus: We follow Spartacus!
Doctore: Spartacus? He is a dog without honor!
Crixus: This house is without honor!
Ilithyia: Can he do it again? Make him do it again.
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.
Spartacus: [about Agron’s injuries] You’ve broken words toward subject. You cannot fight.
Nasir: He has yet found a way – forged by loving hands.
Agron: Do not ask my own to remain idle in coming battle.
Spartacus: [sees Agron’s mark of the brotherhood] I have born witness to the fall of many I have called brother. You are the last yet living; stood with me when Batiatus’ ludus was laid to ruin. You honor me. I stand in gain with you at my side in final conflict.
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.
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.
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.
Crixus: [to the gladiators] Kill them! Kill them all!
Sura: Kill them all.
Licinia: What of you, Spartacus? Are you a blessing to us?
Spartacus: To some.
[looks to Ilithyia]
Spartacus: To others, a curse.
Ilithyia: The duality of his kind: admired as a gladiator; yet despised as a slave.
Laeta: Gannicus seeks to best you.
Spartacus: [amused] Gladiators seek to best all. It’s the only way to survive in the arena.
Spartacus: [to Mira] You do *not* know my heart!
Doctore: [referring to Melitta] Is it true? Did you lay with her?
Gannicus: I never wanted to feel the things I felt for her!