Five hundred sestertii, the Numidian and Spaniard team makes it through. And 1,000, that the Numidian makes it through alone.
Gladiator
1.2s
Freedom?
Gladiator
1.7s
What do I have to do?
Gladiator
2.6s
Kill!
Gladiator
3.7s
Perhaps the scribe will be the one who wins his freedom.
Gladiator
1.2s
Kiss?
Gladiator
1.2s
Red.
Gladiator
28.7s
I paid it so that I could profit from your death. And as your mother was there at your beginning... so I shall be there at your end. And when you die, and die you shall... your transition shall be to the sound of... Gladiators... I salute you.
Gladiator
9.6s
Rome salutes you, and I embrace you as a brother. It has been too long, my old friend. Highness. Here, Father. Take my arm.
Gladiator
2.3s
General. Highness.
Gladiator
15.5s
Deserter. Maybe so, but who cares? He's a Spaniard. I'll take six. For 1,000. One thousand? The Numidian alone is worth 2,000. These slaves are rotten. It all adds to the flavor. No, wait!
Gladiator
2.6s
We seem to be almost there, sire.
Gladiator
6.4s
I'll give you 2,000, and 4,000 for the beasts. That's 5,000 for an old friend.
