Quo Vadis?
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:43:08
Peace with the martyrs!
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My lord, let us go do Achaea,
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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?
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Those Christians are an odd lot.
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Their deity might be vengeful.
:43:59
The games are Tigellinus'
responsibility.

:44:01
Yes! Mine!
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And l mock all the Christian gods!
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Start pulling out the Christians'
tongues or gag them.

:44:14
Fire... fire will gag them!
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Woe to me...
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Look at Achilles' son.
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Do what you want with me,
but l'm through with the games.

:44:37
Like l've said: you won't endure.
:44:41
l want to drink...
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l want to get drunk...
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Drink... drink...
:44:56
l want him near me
in the gardens.


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