Batiatus Quotes

Once again, the gods spreads the cheeks and ram cock in fucking ass!

Doctore: What is beneath your feet?
Doctore: Answer! *What* is beneath your feet?
Kerza: Sand?
Doctore: Crixus! What is beneath your feet?
Crixus: Sacred ground, Doctore. Watered with the tears of blood.
Doctore: Your tears! Your blood! Your pathetic lives forged into something of worth. Listen! Learn! And, perhaps, live - As Gladiators! Now Attend your master.
Batiatus: You have been blessed! Each and every one of you, to find yourselves here at the ludus of Quintus Lentulus Batiatus, purvayor of the finest gladiators in all of the Republic!
Batiatus: Proove yourselves in the hard days to follow, proove yourselves more than a commonslave - more than a man! Fail and die, either here where you stand, or sold off to the mines. Succeed, and stand proud among my titans!
Doctore: A Gladiator does not fear death. He embraces it. Caresses it. Fucks it. Each time he enters the arena, he slips his cock in the mouth of the beast, and prays to thrust home be fore the jaws snap shut.

The snake arrives, walking as if human.