Mark Antony quotes from Rome

Mark Antony

[to Atia] I had not realised until now... what a wicked old harpy you are.

Mark Antony

You boys play too rough for me. Knives in the Senate House? I didn't know you had it in you. No, I will serve out my term as consul and then return to the provinces, plough my fields and fuck my slaves like old Cincinnatus.

Antony

[To Octavian] Watch closely, boy. This is how history is made. Now, let's have some fun! [gives the order to advance]

He sits alone in Ravenna with one mutinous skeleton of a legion and he dares to dictate terms to me?!

Mark Antony

Caesar has many more legions than the Thirteenth.

On the far side of the Alps.

Mark Antony

Winter does not last forever. Spring comes. Snows melt.

That's a threat!

Mark Antony

I assure you, it is no threat. Snows always melt.

Julius Caesar

After all these years... Pompey surprises me! I had hoped to provoke some kind of aggression, sure, but to try and kill a Tribune, in the forum... The man's found some hard black iron in his soul.

Mark Antony

Sure it was yon demented little worm Cato who put him up to it. [On the wine] It's excellent, this... So, what next?

Caesar

Let's see what the men have to say...

Caesar

Don't do that! [Puts an arm on Mark's shoulder] You look fine exactly as you are. Like Leonidas at Thermopylae.

Gaius Julius Caesar

Can we trust him?

Mark Antony

Who?

Gaius Julius Caesar

Lucius Vorenus.

Mark Antony

Vorenus? Deep Thirteenth, him. He'd follow the Eagle up Pluto's arse!

Atia

Well this last news from Greece cannot have improved your appetite.

Mark Antony

Hardly.

Atia

And is it really so bad? Caesar always finds a way to win.

Mark Antony

Pompey's gathered ten men for every one of Caesar's. Arithmetic has no mercy.

Vorenus

His hands trembled, sir. His clothes were dirty, there was water in his eyes -- he is broken. I saw no need to apprehend him. I'd like to add that Legionary Pullo took no part in my decision, sir.

Caesar

You saw "no need." Do you not see that Pompey may be broken like a Dacian catamite and still be dangerous?! If he is still living, he will be a standard around which our enemies will gather. As long as he can propped on a horse, he's dangerous! But you saw no need to apprehend him?!

Vorenus

I did not, sir.

Caesar

[furious] AND WHO BY THE SONS OF DIS GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO MAKE SUCH JUDGEMENT?!

Vorenus

Sir, I am aware I have not done my duty and I respectfully ask your pardon.

Caesar

My pardon, he asks. I ought to have you scourged and crucified! [long pause] In future, you will remember that it is I that offers mercy. No one else. Clear?

Vorenus

Clear, sir.

Caesar

Dismissed.

Mark Antony

I don't like to disagree with you, but you're being far too lenient with him. He let Pompey go and you let him live?! The man should be made an example of!

Caesar

Any other man, certainly. But those two, they found my stolen standard, stumbled upon the treasury gold, and now they survive a wreck that drowned an army and find Pompey Magnus on a beach. They have powerful gods on their side and I will not kill any man with friends of that sort.

Atia

Why would she want to see me? She hates me!

Mark Antony

So do I; that's no bar to friendship.

Antony

I've never fucked a woman in a funeral dress before.

Atia

Nor shall you now.

Antony

That's a shame. It'll have to be Merula then. [Atia's slave Merula stares in shock] Come here, old girl, jump on!

Atia

She'd eat you alive! Come on, this is no morning for foolery. Just get up.

Antony

[grabs Atia and tries to pull her into bed] Aw, come here.

Atia

Stop fooling around and get up!

Antony

I'm not rising from this bed until I fuck someone.

Atia

Fine, fine. Merula, fetch that German slut from the kitchen. [turns to her other slaves] And get it right or you'll be next for the King of Goats there.

Mark Antony

[indicates outside] Listen. Why so quiet? A tyrant is dead. Surely the people should be happy? Where is the cheering throng at your door? Where are the joyful cries of "Liberty"?

The people fear change. A sombre mood is only...natural.

When they realise they are free from tyranny, they will be glad.

Mark Antony

[coldly] The people loved Caesar. And they will hate you for what you have done.

Cassius

You may wish as you will. We yet have all the Senate behind us and all the men of quality. [Furious, Antony storms over to Cassius]

Antony

[almost berserk with rage] And I have an angry mob, that will roast and eat your 'men of quality' in the ashes of the Senate House!

Antony

You're not saying that these men paid me to put their names on here.

Oh, no... I assume they paid Posca.

Antony

Centurion Vorenus... as was.

Vorenus

[lying in bed] Sir.

Antony

[disgusted] Look at the fucking state of you.

Pullo

It's mourning dress, sir. He...

Antony

Mourning? You may well mourn. Caesar is dead, and it was you as good as held the knife. Stand to fucking attention when I'm talking to you! [Vorenus does.] You know that your name is disgraced forever?

Vorenus

I do, sir.

Antony

"I do, sir"? Why then are you still alive? Why have you not done your damned duty and opened your stomach?

Vorenus

I would like that above all things, sir. But Dis is my master, and he will take me when he chooses. At present, he wishes for me to suffer here, on this earth.

Antony

You are wrong, Centurion. Dis is not your master. I am your master, by sacred oath under the standards of the Thirteenth. [stoops to pick up the rotting head on the floor] And this, I take it, was Erastes Fulmen?

Pullo

I told him to get rid, but it calms him to look at the thing.

Antony

Not content to let our great father die, you start a damn war on the Aventine that threatens to engulf the whole fucking city! [tosses Erastes' head out the door] Now... would you like a chance to redeem yourself, Centurion?

Vorenus

There's no redemption.

Antony

No man is beyond redemption, Lucius. Not even you.

Mark Antony

Go on...

"You are certainly not without accomplishments: it is a rare man who can boast of becoming a bankrupt before even coming of age. You have brought upon us war, pestilence and destruction. You are Rome's Helen of Troy. But then... but then..."

"...a woman's role has always suited you best."