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I loved this movie! 
"They told me there was nothing out there, nothing to fear. But the night my parents were murdered I caught a glimpse of something.
I've looked for it ever since. I went around the world, searched in all the shadows.
And there is something out there in the darkness, something terrifying, something that will not stop until it gets revenge."
"They told me there was nothing out there, nothing to fear. But the night my parents were murdered I caught a glimpse of something.
I've looked for it ever since. I went around the world, searched in all the shadows.
And there is something out there in the darkness, something terrifying, something that will not stop until it gets revenge."
The general who became a slave. The slave who became a gladiator. The gladiator who defied an emperor. Striking story!
But now, the people want to know how the story ends. Only a famous death will do.
And what could be more glorious than to challenge the Emperor himself in the great arena?
You would fight me?
Why not? Do you think I am afraid?
I think you've been afraid all your life.
Splash
"Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record: you're so cool, you're so cool, you're so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I'm not going to satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn't have named our son Elvis."
"Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record: you're so cool, you're so cool, you're so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I'm not going to satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn't have named our son Elvis."
