They embrace him like he's one of their own.

The mob is fickle, brother.

He'll be forgotten in a month.

Maximus! Maximus!

No, much sooner than that.

It's been arranged.

Maximus! Maximus! Maximus! Maximus!

We who are about to die, salute you!

Слава Богу! Слава Богу!

Fight till the end!

Слава Богу! Слава Богу!

Слава Богу!

Слава Богу! Слава Богу!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Maximus! Maximus! Maximus!

Maximus! Maximus! Maximus!

Fight till the end!

What am I going to do with you?

You simply won't die.

Are we so different, you and I?

You take life when you have to, as I do.

I have only one more life to take.

Then it is done.

Take it now.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

They tell me your son squealed like a girl when they nailed him to the cross.

And your wife moaned like a whore when they ravaged her.

Again and again and again.

The time for honoring yourself will soon be at an end.

At an end.

Highness.

Maximus! Maximus! Maximus!

Maximus! Maximus! Maximus!