Marcus Octavius:
Holy ground. Why don't you just give up before your luck runs out?
Colin MacLeod:
I loved Moya and you killed her.
Marcus Octavius:
I loved Rome. Things die. It is the way of life. All we do is try to find a reason to go on, build it again. I have found mine. Why don't you find something?
Colin MacLeod:
Mine, is to bury you.
Marcus Octavius:
I wonder, who is the bigger fool?
Colin MacLeod:
There can be... only... ONE!
Malike:
I lived a thousand years, boy. I have killed a hundred like you. Eh! There can be only ONE!
Malike:
This can't be! Who are you?
Colin MacLeod:
Colin MacLeod, of the clan MacLeod.
Amergan:
[
talking through a mouse] Feeling better? Taking his head. His power must have really turned you on.
Colin MacLeod:
SHUT UP, AMERGAN!
[
strikes the mouse with his sword but misses]
Amergan:
You're lucky that I am already dead or that would have killed me.
Amergan:
So, here we go again. You must enjoy getting your ass kicked. You do it so well.
Dahlia:
Jesus! You were dead, weren't you?
Colin MacLeod:
Uh, yeah. I was but it's not the first time.
Colin MacLeod:
You think anyone's listening?
Dahlia:
I take it you don't believe in God.
Colin MacLeod:
Take a look around. If there is one, he is an uncaring sadistic bastard.
Dahlia:
Don't blame God. Global warming, war, pollution. If it looks like hell down here we did it to ourselves.
Kyala:
[
after awakening from death and sees Marcus] Are you God?
Marcus Octavius:
Close enough.
Colin MacLeod:
To freedom!
Clansmen:
TO FREEDOM!
Colin MacLeod:
To glory!
Clansmen:
TO GLORY!
Colin MacLeod:
In the name of HONOR!
Clansmen:
HONOR!
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