Doiros was the brother I held closest to me. He was a fierce warrior, as was my father and all before us. I watched as they all fell beneath the spears of the Arverni. My hand yet too small to pick up sword. I was forced to serve. To bow and scrape. First of all to the shits that took my family. And then to the Romans they sold me to. Not a day passes where I do not dream of honoring the dead in blood and victory.
“Beneath The Mask” · Season 1, Episode 4
In this episode: Titus (3), Quintus Lentulus Batiatus (2), Lucretia (1)
Have you lost mind!?! Again attempting to maneuver around Tullius?
I only sought to elevate our position
By plunging the good name of this house into muck and shit!
What would you have me do? Bow and scrape to that fucking lunatic?
He is above our station! I gave warning not to provoke the man. You ignore it and here are the results. A Roman citizen. Dead in my house.
By the hands of the very man you defend.
You help set this in motion, and now claim innocence in the outcome?
I claim vengeance! His life for hers. Blood and brains on the fucking floor!
Reward well deserved!
So this is why you spirited me to Neapolis. Not to find common ground, but to bury your father!
That was not my intent!
You knew nothing of this? It was all that woman's doing? Huh? The two of you feed off each other, fattening yourselves with lies. Well I would see the feast at an end.
[to Batiatus] Every choice you make, shapes your fate, Quintus. I cannot change missteps of the past. But I will see you on proper path. And Lucretia must be swept from it.
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