Spartacus: Blood and Sand

Calavius:
What is this madness?

Batiatus:
Madness? No. It's only reason, born of a clear mind and wounded heart.

Calavius:
Wounded? I have done you no injury.

Batiatus:
The man's crimes escape his lofty notice.

Calavius:
Release me!

Batiatus:
Oh, I intend to. From this fucking world!

Calavius:
Whatever your disagreement, let us discuss it as civilized men.

Batiatus:
No, you mistake me. I am but a base animal. A beast to be ridden and disregarded.

Calavius:
Batiatus!--

Batiatus:
You accept my hospitality. Enter my home. Break bread, drink my wine, only to spit in my face! "Leave politics to the men who have the breeding for it"!

Calavius:
Offense was not my intent. I sought only to spare you further humiliation!

Batiatus:
Spare me?! You don't have power to spare shit, you pathetic cunt! [kicks Calavius onto the floor and pins his neck underfoot] Now speak the words! Tell me my heritage! Tell me my family name bears no weight among you and your noble cockeaters! Huh?! Speak!