:42:20
Matricide! Woe to you!
:42:26
Woe to you! Assassin
of your wife and brother!
:42:31
Woe to you, satan!
:42:35
Woe!
:42:37
You will die in terror, murderer!
:42:42
Woe to you!
Your measure is exceeded!
:42:47
Woe to you, living cadaver!
:42:51
Your time is near!
:42:54
And you will be condemned
for... ever...
:43:08
Peace with the martyrs!
:43:36
My lord, let us go do Achaea,
:43:40
to the glory of Apollo,
garlands, triumphs, admirers!
:43:45
- Here there is nothing but fear!
- What do you fear, old weasel?
:43:50
Christians or their gods?
:43:52
Those Christians are an odd lot.
:43:55
Their deity might be vengeful.
:43:59
The games are Tigellinus'
responsibility.