Spartacus: Blood and Sand

Ashur:
You think this will cause difference? Even if life fades, my hand shall yet be felt. It plotted the death of Barca. Saw the Magistrate's end. It even helped force Glaber to patronage. Every beam, every stone in this fucking house bears the mark of Ashur!

Doctore/Oenomaus:
It bears only your treachery.

Ashur:
My fucking treachery? When did you stand forth for Ashur? When did any of you greet me short of mockery and scorn, fucking cunts!

Doctore/Oenomaus:
You received what you deserved! For Barca and all the others that you have betrayed, your time is done.

Ashur:
Would that this were the arena.

Doctore/Oenomaus:
Your blood would dishonor the sand.

Ashur:
Send me on my way, then. As you would a gladiator.