Here's your victory. He'll come back. He'll come back, and he'll be millions!
I'd rather be here, a free man among brothers, facing a long march and a hard fight, than to be the richest citizen of Rome, fat with food he didn't work for, and surrounded by slaves. <...> And maybe there's no peace in this world, for us or for anyone else, I don't know. But I do know that, as long as we live, we must remain true to ourselves.
— If you looked into a magic crystal, you saw your army destroyed and yourself dead. If you saw that in the future, as I'm sure you're seeing it now, would you continue to fight?
— Yes.
— Knowing that you must lose?
— Knowing we can. All men lose when they die and all men die. But a slave and a free man lose different things.
— They both lose life.
— When a free man dies, he loses the pleasure of life. A slave loses his pain. Death is the only freedom a slave knows. That's why he's not afraid of it. That's why we'll win.
— What are you thinking about?
— I'm free. And what do I know? I don't even know how to read.
— You know things that can't be taught.
— I know nothing. Nothing. And I wanna know. I want to... I wanna know.
— Know what?
— Everything! Why a star falls and a bird doesn't, where the sun goes at night, why the moon changes shape. I wanna know where the wind comes from.
— The wind begins in a cave: far to the north, a young god sleeps in that cave. He dreams of a girl and he sighs, and the night wind stirs with his breath.
— I wanna know all about you. Every line, every curve. I wanna know every part of you. Every beat of your heart.
— There's one man I hate: Crassus.
— You've grown very ambitious in your hatred.
To live, you need a goal; to live without a goal is like lying in the grave.
"The better the person, the more expensive the person, and if he lies to his face, then he is worth a penny..."
Helen Tasker: — What did they give you?
Harry Tasker: — Sodium Amytal, or some other truth agent.
Helen Tasker: — It makes you tell the truth? Is it working?
Harry Tasker: — Ask me a question that I normally would lie to.
Helen Tasker: — Are we gonna die?
Harry Tasker: — Yep.
Helen Tasker: — I'd say it's working.
Salim Abu Aziz: — Do you know what this is?
Harry Tasker: — I know what this is. This is an espresso machine. No, no, no… It's a snow cone maker. That's what it is. No? Is it a water heater? It's a Soviet MIRV-6 from as SS-22 air launch vehicle. The warhead contains 14.5 kilograms of enriched uranium and a plutonium trigger. The nominal yield is 30 kilotons.
Albert Gibson: — What's going on? Sick? Looks like you got gut-kicked.
Harry Tasker: — It's Hel… It's Helen… It's Helen.
Albert Gibson: — It has something to do with Helen, I'm guessing. Helen…
Harry Tasker: — Helen… is having an affair.
Albert Gibson: — Welcome to the club, man!
Harry Tasker: — What did you need?
Helen Tasker: — I needed to feel alive. I just wanted to do something outrageous. And it felt really good to be needed. And to be trusted. And to be special. It's just that there's so much I wanted to do with this life and it's like I haven't done any of it. And the sand's running out of the hourglass and I wanted to be able to look back and say «See? I did that! I was reckless and I was wild and I fucking did it!».
Helen Tasker: — Listen, the plumber called. He says he has to dig under the slab or something that's gonna cost $600.
Harry Tasker: — That's okay.
Helen Tasker: — It's not okay. It's extortion.
Harry Tasker: — What did you tell him?
Helen Tasker: — I slept with him and he said he'd knock off $100.
Harry Tasker: — That's good thinking. Bye, honey.
