Rome (TV series)
Rome (2005) is an American-British television show by HBO/BBC about the last century B.C. in Rome.
The Stolen Eagle [1.1]Edit
- Titus Pullo: [after a flogging] Is that it? I was just beginning to enjoy myself.
- Scipio: What a dreadful noise plebs make when they're happy.
- Cato: This is music. Wait until Caesar starts them howling for our blood; then you'll hear something dreadful!
- Vorenus: Fortune pisses on me.
- Titus Pullo: Forculus, if you be the right god for the business here, I call on you to help. If you would open this door, then I would kill for you a fine white lamb, or, failing that, if I couldn't get a good one at a decent price, then six pigeons.
- Atia: The man has tears in his eyes. Tears!
- Octavia: He loves me.
- Atia: A womanish husband is no use to anyone. And your servants! What a fuss! I think you feed them too much.
- Titus Pullo: I have simpler tastes. I like to kill my enemies, take their gold and enjoy their women. That's it. Why tie yourself to one? Where's the flavor? Where's the joy?
- Vorenus: Pullo, when is the last time you had a woman who wasn't crying or wanting payment?
- Pullo: Look here, Mars! Look here, Mars! I am Titus Pullo! These bloody men are my gift to you.
How Titus Pullo Brought Down the Republic [1.2]Edit
- Titus Pullo: [on returning to Rome]] Here I come, girls! I'm gonna drink all the wine, smoke all the smoke, and fuck every whore in the city!
- Atia: By the Five Furies, if I were not a genteel woman, I'd have you flayed and hung from a bracket at the door! Castor!
- Castor: Yes, domina?
- Atia: Fetch the dogs!
- [Mark Antony, when discussing terms of Caesar's return to Rome]
- Pompey: He sits alone in Ravenna with one mutinous skeleton of a legion and he dares to dictate terms to me!?.
- Mark Antony : Caesar has many more legions than the Thirteenth.
- Scipio: Yes, on the far side of the Alps.
- Mark Antony: Winter does not last forever. Spring comes. Snows melt.
- Scipio: That is a threat!
- Mark Antony : No, I assure you, that is no threat. Snows always melt.
- Julius Caesar: [regarding Antony's dishevelled state] You look fine exactly as you are. Like Leonidas at Thermopylae!
- Vorena: What is going to happen?
- Niobe: War is going to happen.
An Owl in a Thornbush [1.3]Edit
- Brutus: Mother, you are blinded by untapped lust. I'll get you a good big Cyrenian at the market and have done with it!
- [Caesar has sent Vorenus ahead to scout with a squadron of cavalry]
- Gaius Julius Caesar: Can we trust him?
- Mark Antony: Who?
- Gaius Julius Caesar: Lucius Vorenus.
- Mark Antony: Vorenus? Deep Thirteenth, him. He'd follow the Eagle up Pluto's arse!
- [Pullo instructs Vorenus on the fine points of wooing.]
- Titus Pullo: Now, your best method of pleasing a woman is the warm, beating heart of an enemy. Oh, women say they don't like it, but they do! Makes them wet as October!
- [discussing how to please Lucius's wife.]
- Titus Pullo: Also: very important. When you couple with her there's this spot just above her cunny. It's like a button. Now, attend to that button and she will open up like a flower.
- Lucius Vorenus: [outraged] How do you know this about her?!
- Titus Pullo: [momentarily gobsmacked] All women have them! Ask anyone!
- [On finding Rome unprotected by Pompeian troops:]
- Lucius Vorenus: [aghast] This can only mean that the Republic has fallen.
- Titus Pullo: And yet, the sky is still above us and the earth still below. Strange.
- Vorenus: How could Mars allow such a thing to happen?
- Pullo: Maybe he was out having a crap and missed it!
Stealing from Saturn [1.4]Edit
- Caesar: You are a thief. A foolish, incompetent thief. But we will treat your foolishness as some species of loyalty.
- Caesar: I do not like to quarrel with fortune, and clearly she's taken you for a pet.
- Caesar: [to Octavian after having an epileptic seizure] Vow to Orcus, never speak of this.
- Octavian: [nodding his head yes in agreement]
The Ram Has Touched the Wall [1.5]Edit
- Caesar: They say a slave talks of bravery like a fish talks of flying.
- Posca: They say that, do they? How very witty of them.
- [Atia has informed Octavian she has engaged a tutor for him: one of the soldiers who rescued him.]
- Octavian: Vorenus?
- Atia of the Julii: Is that it? Not the sullen Catonian one, I don't like him. The cheerful, brutish one.
- Octavian: [turning to go] Pullo.
- Atia: What extraordinary names these plebs have. Pullo.
- Atia: Octavian, have you penetrated anyone yet? Titus Pullo, didn't I tell you to get that sorted? What else?
- Octavia: Perhaps you could arrange he kill someone.
- Atia: That will happen in due course. We Julii always have the needful enemies.
- Titus Pullo: What's your price, then?
- Madame: One thousand.
- Titus Pullo: Gerrhae! I could have half the whores in Narbo for that, and their mothers!
- Madame: We're not in Narbo, wherever that might be.
- Titus Pullo: All right, my dove, we'll pay, but the girl better fuck him like Helen of Troy with her arse on fire, or I'll know the reason why!
- Atia: Well this last news from Greece cannot have improved your appetite.
- Mark Antony: Hardly.
- Atia: And is it really so bad? Caesar always finds a way to win.
- Mark Antony: Pompey's gathered ten men for every one of Caesar's. Arithmetic has no mercy.
- Newsreader: This month's public bread is provided by the Capitoline Brotherhood of Millers. The Brotherhood uses only the finest flour: true Roman bread for true Romans.
- Mark Antony: [to Atia] I had not realized until now... what a wicked old harpy you are.
- Atia: A large penis is always welcome.
- Titus Pullo: This is cack, this is! I'm wet through!
- Lucius Vorenus: We're perfectly safe - a very favorable offering was made to Triton before we left.
- Pullo: Well, if Triton can't keep me drier than this, he can suck my cock!
- [Ship's mast breaks]
- Vorenus: Pullo, when will you learn to keep your fat mouth shut?!
- Caesar: Our men must win or die. Pompey's men have... other options.
- Caesar: Try to avoid bloodshed this time.
- Posca: Wait a while, and Pompey can shave you instead.
- Cicero: You may do as you wish. As for me, I intend to go from here and surrender myself to Caesar.
- Cato: [outraged] Have you no dignity?! No honor?!
- Cicero: Some little, I hope. Not as much as you, of course.
- Scipio: [sympathetic] Caesar will kill you.
- Cicero: That may be. I'm not afraid to die. I'm tired. I want to go home.
- Vorenus: His hands trembled, sir. His clothes were dirty, there was water in his eyes -- he is broken. I saw no need to apprehend him. I'd like to add that Legionary Pullo took no part in my decision, sir.
- Caesar: You saw "no need." Do you not see that Pompey may be broken like a Dacian catamite and still be dangerous?! If he is still living, he will be a standard around which our enemies will gather. As long as he can propped on a horse, he's dangerous! But you saw no need to apprehend him?!
- Vorenus: I did not, sir.
- Caesar: [furious] AND WHO BY THE SONS OF DIS GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO MAKE SUCH JUDGEMENT?!
- Vorenus: Sir, I am aware I have not done my duty and I respectfully ask your pardon.
- Caesar: My pardon, he asks. I ought to have you scourged and crucified! [long pause] In future, you will remember that it is I that offers mercy. No one else. Dismissed.
- [Vorenus and Pullo leave]
- Mark Antony: I don't like to disagree with you, but you're being far too lenient with him. He let Pompey go and you let him live?! The man should be made an example of!
- Caesar: Any other man, certainly. But those two, they found my stolen standard, now they survive a wreck that drowned an army and find Pompey Magnus on a beach. They have powerful gods on their side and I will not kill any man with friends of that sort.
- Pompey Magnus: It didn't seem possible to lose, it's always a bad sign.
- King Ptolemy XIII: [presenting the head of Pompey Magnus] We were going to make him a body, with moving arms and legs, and do a mime show with real animals and everything, and...
- Gaius Julius Caesar: [furious] SILENCE!
- [long, heavy silence]
- Gaius Julius Caesar: Shame on the House of Ptolemy for such barbarity. Shame.
- Pothinus: But... you are enemies.
- Gaius Julius Caesar: (shouts) He was a consul of Rome!
- [guards put hands to their swords]
- Gaius Julius Caesar: A consul of Rome, to die in this sordid way - quartered like some low thief? Shame!
- [another long, heavy silence]
- Gaius Julius Caesar: Where is the rest of him?
- Pothinus (stammering) It... he, has been cremated. With all proper funeral rites, of course! With all decorum.
- Gaius Julius Caesar I will return tomorrow, at which time you will give me the man that took Pompey's life.
- Gaius Julius Caesar: These instruments tabulate the money that was borrowed by the previous king, Ptolemy XII, in the sum of seventeen thousand, thousand drachmae.
- Pothinus: Seventeen? Absurd! Four, maybe.
- Posca: That amount includes those sums that were borrowed from Pompey and those otherwise unable to collect.
- Pothinus: That is not just.
- Posca: Post mortem interests of this type are legally entailed to the presiding consul, i.e. Gaius Julius Caesar. It's... law.
- Pothinus: Roman law.
- Gaius Julius Caesar: Is there some other form of law, you wretched woman?
- Caesar: I have conquered Gaul. I have defeated Pompey Magnus. I think I can handle a small boy and a eunuch.
Marc Antony: I'm glad you're so confident. Some would call it hubris.
- Caesar: It's only hubris if I fail.
- Vorenus: Pullo, report to Princess Cleopatra and do whatever she tells you!
- [Pullo reports for duty - which is to have wild sex with Cleopatra. Afterwards:]
- Pullo: [exhales] Gods, that was something, let me tell you...
- Vorenus: I don't want to hear about it! If you're wise, you'll never speak of this again.
- Pullo: Why? I was only obeying orders. Bloody good orders, too!
- Cicero: You should have no ill conscience, we only did what we have to do.
- Brutus: No doubt Saturn said something of the sort after eating his children.
- Marc Antony: If I ever again hear your name connected with murmurs of treachery, I will cut off these soft, pink hands and nail them to the senate door.
- Scipio: Where there's life, there's hope.
- Cato: (sad smile) I think, if anything, we have disproved that proverb, old friend.
- Titus Pullo: [on Vorenus' toga candida] You look like laundry!
- Posca: The Roman people are not crying out for clean elections. They are crying out for jobs. They are crying out for clean water, for food, for stability and peace.
The Spoils [1.11]Edit
- Caesar: You know I've always looked upon you as a son...
- Brutus: Oh dear, not one of those conversations.
- Caesar: Be reasonable! You're on every wall in the city with a knife at my throat!
- Brutus: Only tyrants need to worry about tyrant killers!
- Marcus Junius Brutus: I betrayed nothing. Had you told me you were to march on Rome and asked me for my allegiance, I would have given it. I would've judged you insane, but I would've given you my allegiance because I look on you as my father.
- Caesar: Brutus-
- Marcus Junius Brutus: You did not ask me for my allegiance. You demanded it at swordpoint. I betrayed nothing.
- Cassius: Look now. Look at that.
- Marcus Junius Brutus: It is a chair. What of it?
- Cassius: A chair? It's a throne!
- Marcus Junius Brutus: I believe thrones are generally more decorative. That is decidedly plain, and chair-like.
- [in his cell, about to be executed in the arena]
- Titus Pullo: (holds up a cockroach) Janus, Gaia, and Dis, I humbly beg you accept this creature as my offering. And if it pleases you, I ask you to give Eirene long life. And same for my friend Lucius Vorenus and his family, if it's not too much. And... let Eirene know I'm sorry for what I did.
- Caesar: [of an assassinated political opponent]I didn't know he existed until he didn't.
Kalends of February [1.12]Edit
[Servilia has invited Atia over for a visit.]
- Atia: Why would she want to see me? She hates me!
- Mark Antony: So do I; that's no bar to friendship.
- [Before Caesar's funeral.]
- Antony: I've never fucked a woman in a funeral dress before.
- Atia: Nor shall you now.
- Antony: That's a shame. It'll have to be Merula then. [Atia's slave Merula stares in shock] Come here, old girl, jump on!
- Atia: She'd eat you alive!
- Antony: I'm not rising from bed until I fuck someone.
- Atia: Fine, fine. Merula, fetch that German slut from the kitchen. [turns to her other slaves] And get it right or you'll be next for the King of Goats there.
- Mark Antony: [indicates outside] Listen. Why so quiet? A tyrant is dead. Surely the people should be happy? Where is the cheering throng at your door? Where are the joyful cries of "Liberty"?
- Servillia: The people fear change. A sombre mood is only...natural.
- Brutus: When they realise they are free from tyranny, they will be glad.
- Mark Antony: [coldly] The people loved Caesar. And they will hate you for what you have done.
- Mark Antony: You boys play too rough for me. Knives in the Senate House? I didn't know you had it in you. No, I will serve out my term as consul and then return to the provinces, plough my fields and fuck my slaves like old Cincinnatus.
- [Servillia joins with Cassius and Cicero in urging Brutus to murder Antony]
- Brutus: You too, mother?
- [After Antony orders the murderers of Caesar from Rome]
- Cassius: You may wish as you will. We yet have all the Senate behind us and all the men of quality. [Furious, Antony storms over to Cassius]
- Antony: [almost berserk with rage] And I have an angry mob, that will roast and eat your 'men of quality' in the ashes of the Senate House!
Son of Hades [2.2]Edit
- Antony: You're not saying that these men paid me to put their names on here.
- Cicero: Oh, no... I assume they paid Posca.
- Vorenus: I AM A SON OF HADES! I FUCK CONCORD IN HER ARSE!
- Cicero: Please continue with your threats; I would hate to submit to implication alone.
- Clerk (holding up a scroll for all to see): These being the words of Marcus Tullius Cicero: (reading) When I was a young man, I defended the State. As an old man, I shall not abandon it. I give sincere thanks to Mark Antony, who has generously presented me with the most promising theme imaginable. I address you directly, Antony. Please listen as if you... as if you...
- Mark Antony: Go on...
- Clerk (shaken): "...please listen, as if you were sober and intelligent, and not a drink-sodden, sex-addled wreck."
- [Senators start leaving the Senate hall]
- Clerk: "You are certainly not without accomplishments: it is a rare man who can boast of becoming a bankrupt before even coming of age. You have brought upon us war, pestilence and destruction. You are Rome's Helen of Troy. But then... but then..."
- Mark Antony (fuming): Go on... GO ON!
- Clerk: "...a woman's role has always suited you best."
[Antony screams in rage, and proceeds to beat the Clerk to death with the scroll. He looks up and finds the Senate completely empty.]
- Cicero: Oh, how I tire of young men and their ambitions.
- [Following the Battle of Mutina]
- Mark Anthony: How many dead in total?
- Centurion: 8,000 men, sir, give or take.
- Posca: 8,000?!
- Mark Anthony: Oh, do cheer up! You're still alive, aren't you!?
- Posca: I do hope so; if this is the afterlife, it is extremely disappointing!
- Vorenus: These are my daughters, redeemed from slavery. The eldest has been prostituted, the boy is my wife's child by another man. You will treat them with respect and kindness - or I will know the reason why.
- [Following Octavian's proposal to name Brutus and Cassius enemies of the state]
- Octavian: My father died on this floor. Right there. Stabbed 27 times, butchered by men he called his friends. Who will tell me that is not murder? [Several soldiers enter the Senate hall as the Senators mutter angrily] Who will tell my legions, who love Caesar as I do, that that is not murder?! [the soldiers draw their swords. Silence falls] Who will speak against the motion?
[After Octavian uses his position as Consul for his own ends]
- Tyro: Some willow tea, perhaps?
- Cicero: Henbane, more like. I've been outmanoeuvred by a child.
- Mark Antony [Giving Agrippa instructions to pass to Vorenus and Pullo about the assassination of Cicero] Tell them to cut off his hands and nail them to the Senate door. I told the old fool I'd do it if he ever crossed me again. Nobody can possibly say that I don't keep my word.
- Eirene: [in tears] I'm preglant!
- Titus Pullo: What?
- Eirene: I'm preglant! Preglant!!
- Titus Pullo: [surprised, but delighted] What, pregnant?
- Eirene: Whatever you call it!
- [Before the Battle of Philippi]
- Brutus: Heavens, I entirely forgot! Today's your birthday, isn't it?
- Cassius: Is it? I believe you're right.
- Brutus: [shakes his hand] Happy Birthday. Sorry there's no cake.
- Cassius: Next year, eh? You bake me an extra big one.
- Brutus: I shan't forget.
- Cassius: No cinnamon, it makes me sneeze.
- [At Philippi]
- Antony: [To Octavian] Watch closely, boy. This is how history is made. Now, let's have some fun! [gives the order to advance]
- Octavian: What's happening? Do you know?
- Antony: No idea. On my command, forward!
- Octavian: Where are you going?
- Antony: When in doubt... ATTACK!
- [The cavalry charges with Antony at their head. Agrippa looks after them longingly.]
- Octavian: Go.
- Agrippa: Thank you. (to troopers) You two, on me!
- [Rides after Antony.]
- [Cassius is brought back from the battle line, mortally wounded.]
- Brutus: Cassius? What happened?
- Cassius: Not sure, to be honest. Hell of a birthday...
- [As Antony's forces approach, Brutus decides to go down fighting.]
- Brutus: Give my best to my mother. Tell her... tell her something suitable.
- [In the aftermath of the Battle of Phillipi]
- Mark Anthony: Breathe deep, boy. The smell of victory.
- Octavian: [disdainful] Smoke, shit and rotting flesh.
- Mark Anthony: Beautiful, isn't it?
Death Mask [2.7]Edit
- [Servilia, kneeling in front of Atia's house, curses Atia, then commits suicide followed by her slave, Eleni.]
- Marc Antony: ...Now that's an exit.
A Necessary Fiction [2.8]Edit
- Titus Pullo: Nobody's a traitor until they are.
- Newsreader: From pliant virgins to learned greeks - Rufus has slaves for every budget.
Deus Impeditio Esuritori Nullus [2.9]Edit
- Vorenus: Sir your wife instructed me to tell you something.
- Antony: Oh?
- Vorenus: She instructed me to tell you that "you are cowardly scum".
- Antony: [laughs] She did, did she? - and what's your opinion of that?
- Vorenus: It's not my place to have an opinion , Sir.
- Antony: Ah - tell me anyway.
- Vorenus: Is that an order?
- Antony: Yes. That's an order.
- Vorenus: You're no coward, but you do have a strong disease in your soul. A disease that will eat away at you - until you die.
- Antony: Really. Hmm. And what is this disease?
- Vorenus: I don't know. I'm not a doctor.
- Antony: No - no you're not. So how can you be so sure of your diagnosis?
- Vorenus: I recognize your symptoms. I have the same sickness.
De Patre Vostro [2.10]Edit
- Antony [examining the knife Cleopatra apparently used to kill herself] No - this won't do. Let's use a proper, Roman sword.
- [Vorenus offers his sword, Antony takes it, regards it for a moment then draws it]
- Antony: It's a damn good sword. [Throws the sheath away, looks around the room] It's a good place to die at any rate. Could've been a ditch in Gaul. Men that knew Alexander ... once stood here.
- Vorenus: Good a place as any, I suppose
- Antony: Lucius Vorenus -- iron to the end. Don't you die here with me. You get out while you can.
- Vorenus: I will do that. It's been an honour - serving with you Sir.
- Antony: Has it? I - I hope so. [positions the tip of the sword above his stomach] Brace it there, eh?
- Vorenus: Any instructions or messages, sir?
- Antony: No - Just ... Tell the people I died well. I died Roman.
- [Discussing Pullo]
- Cleopatra: Is he a good man?
- Vorenus: Define "good".
[Atia moves to the head of the women's procession for Augustus' triumph]
- Livia: Excuse me?
- Atia: Yes?
- Livia: Oh, I don't mind really, but it is really I who should go first. If you consult the priests, I'll think you'll find the wife takes precedence.
- Atia: I don't give a fuck what the priests say. I'll not let a vicious little trollop like you walk ahead of me. I go first.
- Livia: I take no offense, of course. You are not yourself.
- Atia: I know who you are. I can see you. You're swearing now that, someday, you'll destroy me. Remember that far better women than you have sworn to do the same. Go look for them now.
- Octavian: I was all sweetness and light with her... charm itself.
- Maecenas: Yes, that is your most disheartening manner.
- [last lines of the series]
- Titus Pullo: (to Caesarion) About your father...