Quotes
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[last lines; Pompey arrives on the beach in Alexandria]
Lucius Septimius : Sir! You probably don't remember me. Lucius Septimius. Centurion, Fourth Cohort in Spain.
Pompey Magnus : Lucius Septimius, of course, of course. Well, what are you doing here?
Lucius Septimius : Working for the gyppos, sir. It's not the legions, but one must earn's one's salt.
Pompey Magnus : Indeed he must. Well, onward, friend.
[He reaches out and takes Septimius's hand. Septimius seizes it and stabs Pompey in the chest. Pompey gasps]
Lucius Septimius : [whispering] I'm sorry, sir.
[He steps back and chops Pompey's head off]
