& Atticus: What is your name? ... We will have to speak at some point.
Milo: No, we don’t. What we have to do is kill each other at some point. So my name’s my own, I have no interest in learning yours.
& Atticus: Now... Who’s the poor bastard who has to die for my freedom? ... Unlucky, Celt. Very unlucky.
& Milo: Why did you save my life?
Atticus: No gladiator should die from a blade to the back. When you die, the blow will come from the front... I promise it will be tomorrow. And it will come from my hand.
Milo: Well, I can make you a better promise. When the time comes, your death will be quick. And it will come from my hand.
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Milo: No, we don’t. What we have to do is kill each other at some point. So my name’s my own, I have no interest in learning yours.
& Atticus: Now... Who’s the poor bastard who has to die for my freedom? ... Unlucky, Celt. Very unlucky.
& Milo: Why did you save my life?
Atticus: No gladiator should die from a blade to the back. When you die, the blow will come from the front... I promise it will be tomorrow. And it will come from my hand.
Milo: Well, I can make you a better promise. When the time comes, your death will be quick. And it will come from my hand.
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