When the criminal Decius Bellicus is exiled and cast from the city, the Quinctilian clan will cover any expenses to insure such skilled gladiators still entertain the crowds.

Considering I already answered your question I can see why after receiving orders, you awaited for someone to tell you to obey them.

You were ordered, no such contact was required. You made no efforts of your own, which I can also prove.

Is this charade over yet? Why are we even assembled and entertaining this unhinged criminal? This should be the prerogative of a magistrate's judgement.

If I were the last Roman I would still stand as a true one.

This is out of order and beyond the scope dictated for this trial. I call on our honorable Judge to maintain the course outlined initially and bring this endless charade to a conclusion.

I have nothing further to add, your Honor.

Gaius Quinctilius Varus moved to the center of the floor, his skin tanned from a year spent in the field, his beard of mourning still upon him, his face exuded a calm demeanor and he spoke in a neutral tone in a high, emanating volume to those present. Honorable Romans, Citizens, Countrymen! We are...

C. Quinctilius Varus rose to speak, the heavy tanlines of Hispania still clearly visible on his head and cheeks, whilst his mourning beard remained unkempt and wild. Conscript Fathers, We have before us two candidates most deserving of triumphs. Men who having already served Rome ably in Hispania, ...