You loved my father, I know... but so did I. That makes us brothers, doesn't it? Smile for me now, brother.
Gladiator
2m40s
Quintus, sword. Give me your sword. Sword! Give me a sword! Sheathe your swords. Maximus. Quintus.
Gladiator
2.7s
Strap on his armor. Conceal the wound.
Gladiator
2.1s
Infantry form up for advance.
Gladiator
2.2s
Catapults ready, sir!
Gladiator
1.5s
Lucius is safe.
Gladiator
9.8s
All right, men, ready! Hold the line!
Gladiator
41.4s
Fratres! 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 green fields with the sun on your face... do not be troubled. For you are in Elysium, and you're already dead! Brothers... what we do in life... echoes in eternity.
