Spartacus: Blood and Sand · Season 1
The council has decided?
We go to war.
I've asked the gods to bless your sword.
Once the Geti are driven from our lands there will be no reason to ever pick it up again.
What would my husband do without it?
Grow crops, raise goats, make children.
Forever.
Forever, to be by your side.
When do you leave?
First light.
Then come to bed. If one night is all we have, I should make the most of it.
I woke expecting my wife beside me.
She rose early to pray that her husband would stay with her.
I thought we were in agreement.
We were.
Were?
The gods came to me last night, in my sleep.
What did they show you?
My husband on his knees, bowing before a great red serpent, the life draining from his veins.
What meaning did you take from it?
A warning. If you go to war you are destined for great and unfortunate things.
The Geti worship the mountain wolf. They place no faith in snakes. It was just a dream.
And if it isn't?
I gave my word, Sura. Blood and honor. It speaks to the man. Nothing will keep me from returning to your arms. Not the Geti, not the Romans, not the gods themselves.
The nights grow so cold. What am I to do without you in our bed?
Lift your dress (She does, he ties a piece of his cloak around her leg) keep me close to your thighs. The thought will warm us both.
Kill them all.
For you.
Align yourself with Rome, pledge your service the auxiliary, and join us in our campaign.
To what end, to what end?
Victory.
And how is it to be measured? The Geti have raided our villages in the past, raped our women, and killed our children. Each time we have pushed them back, only to see them return. If we are to align with Rome, the purpose must be clear. The Geti dead, all of them.
Dead, all of them.
What name does the man carry?
I never cared to ask.
The way he fights like the legend of the Thracian king of old, Spartacus he was called.
What, the gods haven't pissed on me enough for one day?! Legatus fucking Glaber spurns me like a common slave, but no, let's add shit to the piss! Let's pour it in his mouth!
Why are you here, in this place, under my hospitality? Do you know why?
Because I trusted in the honor of a Roman.
You are here because of my grandfather. He built this ludus. He believed that no man was without worth. That even the most vile among us could rise to honor and glory. He instilled these beliefs in my father, who in turn passed them on to me. I am a lanista. Like my forefathers, a trainer of gladiators. I see things in men that they themselves have lost, small spark, an ember, I give it breath, tender, until it ignites in the arena.
Well then, how do you know she still lives?
How do you know the heart beats beneath your chest?
Most days I don't. I'm just a simple Roman trying to make his way against the whim of the gods, the politicians, the miscreants. So often you can't tell one from the other, but you. You are the most dangerous of animals, beast born of the heart.
What would you do to hold your wife again, to feel the warmth of her skin, to taste her lips, would you kill?
Whoever stood between us.
How many men? A hundred, A thousand?
I would kill them all.
Then do it in the arena. Fight for me, and the honor of my forefathers. Prove yourself, climb to the pinnacle, gain your freedom, and that of the woman you've lost.
I did not lose her. She was taken from me.
A man must accept his fate, or be destroyed by it.
Why would I place my fate in the hands of another Roman?
Because of what they hold. Your wife's? Pass the final test tonight with honor and servitude, call me Dominus, and I will help to reunite you. The choice is yours.
Darling, you must spend coins to receive coins. My husband taught me that.
A wise man.
He has his moments.
You must keep searching for her.
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!
I shall fight in the arena, my winnings--
No one wishes to see you fight! The crowd's favor, like the wind, is fleeting. Their interest in you has blown out.
There must be a way for me to fight.
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.
I had expected them laid earlier. Our agreement called for repayment of your debt, plus 30 percent, to be delivered the day after the games of the Vulcanalia. Yet I find you here, wagering coin still owed.
You will be the first to receive what is due, I assure you.
Words spewed by Janus, from both sides of his face.
You will be repaid soon enough. Unless you'd care to press the matter? [Barca steps forward]
...At your convenience then. Until such time, the points accrue. [leaves]
[to himself] Ass-eating shit. Speak to me such again, I'll accrue your fucking head.
Wait.
Domina will grow impatient. You know the urgency of her desires.
She did not summon you.
Then why am I here?
The necklace? You purchased it for me?
As I've said.
Then why does it grace the neck of Domina?
[Crixus laughs, incredulous]
The mind of a woman, you deflect a gesture only to question where it lands. Your words were I cannot accept it.
Yes, my words, cut off before completion.
Then complete.
That it is impossible for me to keep it, regardless of desire. There is nothing in my possession that was not given to me by Domina. Are you so thick that this fact was ignored? Did you think she would not notice?
[apologetically] I misunderstood your meaning in returning it.
Of course you misunderstood. You have no mind outside the arena, you think only with your sword and your shield, you stupid lumbering...[she is cut off as Crixus kisses her, but after briefly kissing him back she abruptly ends it] You are a fool... Guard!
Your wounds...
I'm allright.
You push yourself too far.
And yet I live.
For how long?
As long as it takes.
Then kill them all.
It will end one day, and we will be reunited.
My protector, and here I stand bloodied!
I did not see there was another.
You must see all when my life is in the balance! Ring your crown with eyes, or I'll have the two you possess ripped from your fucking skull!
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