Commudus: A General who became a slave, a slave who became a Gladiator, a Gladiator who defied an empire.

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Maximus: Three weeks from now, I will be harvesting my crops. Imagine where you will be, and it will be so. Hold the line! Stay with me! If you find yourself alone, riding in the green fields with the sun on your face, do not be troubled. For you are in Elysium, and you’re already dead!

Proximo: Some of you say you can’t fight, you won’t fight. They all say that. But one day you will pick up a sword and thrust it into another man. And the crowd will cheer you and love you. And you will love them for it. On that day, you will be a gladiator.

Maximus: At my signal, unleash hell.

Maximus: Strength and honor.

Maximus: It’s the frost, it sometimes makes the blade stick.