Gladiator
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It is brutal and cruel and dark.
Rome is the light.

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Yet you have
never been there.

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You have not seen
what it has become.

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I am dying, Maximus.
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When a man sees his end...
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he wants to know there was
some purpose to his life.

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How will the world speak my name
in years to come?

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Will I be known
as the philosopher?

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The warrior?
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The tyrant?
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Or will I be the emperor who
gave Rome back her true self?

:29:42
There was once a dream
that was Rome.

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You could only whisper it.
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Anything more than a whisper
and it would vanish...

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it was so fragile.
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And I fear that it will not
survive the winter.

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Maximus...
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let us whisper now...
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together, you and I.
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You have a son.
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Tell me about your home.
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My house is in the hills
above Trujillo. A very simple place.

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Pink stones
that warm in the sun.

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A kitchen garden that
smells of herbs in the day...

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jasmine in the evening.
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Through the gate
is a giant poplar.

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Figs, apples, pears.
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The soil, Marcus... black.
Black like my wife's hair.

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Grapes on the south slopes,
olives on the north.


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