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Marcus Tullius Cicero (Character)
from "Rome" (2005)

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"Rome: Passover (#2.1)" (2007)
Marcus Tullius Cicero: Mark Antony... the dog is dead I hope.
Marcus Junius Brutus: He is not.
Marcus Tullius Cicero: Mark Antony is alive? An error! I believe, a great error...
Marcus Junius Brutus: We are senators, not hired thugs...
[Short pause]
Marcus Junius Brutus: Kill him yourself.

Servilia of the Junii: Tell us, Antony. To what do we owe this unexpected pleasure?
Mark Antony: Listen. Why so quiet? A tyrant is dead. Surely the people should be happy. Where is the cheering throng at your door? Where are the joyous cries of liberty?
Servilia of the Junii: The people fear change. A somber mood is only... natural.
Marcus Junius Brutus: When they realize they are free from tyranny, the people will be glad.
Mark Antony: The people LOVED Caesar. And they will hate you for what you've done.
Marcus Junius Brutus: They loved him once. As I did.
Mark Antony: Well, some have turned against him, no doubt. It cannot be denied, he was something of a tyrant. But a great many people will worship Caesar until they die. A great many. And those people are mine now.
Cassius: We do not need such people. Our men-at-arms have secured the city. We have received representatives from all the best elements. The Senate is with us, the knights are with us...
Marcus Junius Brutus: The pontiffs, the urban cohorts, the lictors' guild...
Mark Antony: Ooh, the lictors' guild, very good. Only rally the bakers and the flute players, and you can put on a festival. Best wait 'til after the elections, though.
Cassius: What elections?
[Antony looks around the room in astonishment]
Mark Antony: Surely you've thought this through? If Caesar was, as you insist, a tyrant, then all his acts and appointments are nullified. I am no longer consul, you're no longer praetor, you're no longer proconsul. Elections will have to be held.
Marcus Tullius Cicero: [uncomfortably] That is... so.
Mark Antony: Messy things, elections.

[Brutus learns that Cassius went behind his back to try to have Antony murdered]
Marcus Junius Brutus: You tried to kill him, despite everything I said?
Cassius: Forgive me. Your scruples do you credit but, without your knowledge, his death could not have dishonored you.
Marcus Junius Brutus: To the contrary, I would be twice dishonored! A killer AND a fool!
Cassius: Is your honor worth more than the Republic?
Marcus Tullius Cicero: It is not too late. He's here, in your hands. I'm simply stating the facts. I do not urge you to any... particular course of action.
Marcus Junius Brutus: [distastefully] Nor will I take the course you "do not urge."
Cassius: Brother, it is the only rational thing to do.
Marcus Junius Brutus: He's broken no capital law, and he offers a truce which will preserve the public order. We have no right to take his life.
Cassius: Damn the law in his case! He's too dangerous to live!
Marcus Junius Brutus: You exaggerate him. He is a vulgar beast. Without Caesar, he will, he will destroy himself soon enough.
Cassius: He is...
Marcus Junius Brutus: He is a guest in my house!
Servilia of the Junii: He is not in the house. He is on the street.
Marcus Junius Brutus: [sadly] You too, Mother?

"Rome: Pharsalus (#1.7)" (2005)
[after their defeat at Pharsalus, Cato and Scipio says they must escape and rally fresh troops]
Marcus Junius Brutus: Might one ask where?
Porcius Cato: Africa. We must rally the cities of Africa!
Marcus Tullius Cicero: [bitter chuckle] Africa? Dear gods, we are fast running out of continents.
Marcus Tullius Cicero: And coin! We have taxed every last coin from Greece and spent it all! What shall we use to buy Africa's loyalty? Seashells?
Porcius Cato: We need buy nothing! We are the Senate of Rome...!
Marcus Tullius Cicero: We are old men with mud on our shoes!

Marcus Tullius Cicero: You may fight on as you wish. As for me, I will go from here and surrender myself to Caesar.
Porcius Cato: Have you no dignity? No honor?
Marcus Tullius Cicero: Some little, I hope. Not as much as you, of course.
Scipio: Caesar will kill you.
Marcus Tullius Cicero: That may be. I'm not afraid to die... I'm tired. I want to go home.

Soldier: [as Brutus and Cicero approach Caesar's camp with the intention of surrendering] Halt, in the name of Rome!
Marcus Tullius Cicero: Calls himself Rome now, does he? Shameless.
Soldier: Who are you? What's your purpose?
Marcus Tullius Cicero: We are Rome, boy, what's left of it.

"Empire" (2005)
Cicero: He names his nephew.
Camane: Octavius.
Cicero: He's just a boy.
Camane: So was Caesar once.
Cicero: Caesar was a boy, yes. But not every boy is a Caesar.

Cicero: Reason has abandoned this place.

Cicero: You're too young to understand what Caesar has begun.
Camane: His succession.
Cicero: Civil war, the first blow was just struck. It will take 100 years to re-build what has vanished here in an instant. Rome... sacred Vestal, is dead.
Camane: No, Rome lives as long as our fire burns.

Imperium: Augustus (2003) (TV)
Brutus: The time has come to put dangerous tyrants to rest.
Cicero: Brutus, are you suggesting "violence"?
Brutus: Save the sarcasm!

Cicero: Dictator for life... Let's hope it will not be a long one.

Cicero: Caesar and I, as you know had our differences... But surely you must know, I didn't kill him.
Octavius: How could *think* such a thing?

"Rome: How Titus Pullo Brought Down the Republic (#1.2)" (2005)
Atia of the Julii: Cicero!
Marcus Tullius Cicero: My dear Atia. A pleasure. Forgive us for imposing at such a ludicrous hour.
Atia of the Julii: Not at all, I adore it! The secrecy, the intrigue, it's most thrilling.
Porcius Cato: Comprehend, woman: this meeting is invisible.
Atia of the Julii: Be assured, Cato, I do not see you.
[there is a knock at the door; Antony enters]
Atia of the Julii: General Antony, we are...
Mark Antony: Oh, gods, your beauty is painful. You are the crucifix of Venus.
[he kisses her hand]
Mark Antony: Let me die in your arms.
Atia of the Julii: [giggling] 'Sist, Antony.
Mark Antony: Good evening to you all.
Porcius Cato: General Antony...
Mark Antony: Tribune Antony, if you please.
Porcius Cato: You are inside the sacred precincts of Rome, but yet you wear the bloody red cloak of a soldier.
Mark Antony: [feigning surprise] Che brutta figura! It completely fell from my mind. I'm most extremely sorry. Will you forgive me, friend Cato?
[he starts to remove his cloak]
Mark Antony: Atia, please, will you take this and burn it?
Marcus Tullius Cicero: That's not necessary.
Mark Antony: Is it not? Oh, bene. Then let's stop all this blathering and get down to business.
Porcius Cato: [offended] Blathering, you say?
Atia of the Julii: [clapping her hands] What a congerie of heroes! Such vim. I feel like Helen of Troy. Would you adjourn to the courtyard?

Pompey Magnus: Speak, young Marcus. What have you to tell us?
Mark Antony: I have been delegated by Caesar to negotiate a compromise. Caesar wishes to avoid bloodshed. He wishes to be seen as a man of reason and probity. Therefore, when his present term as governor of Gaul has ended, he is willing to accept command of a single legion province. Illyria, by preference.
Pompey Magnus: I don't understand.
Mark Antony: Command of a province. So he will have legal immunity. And so that none of you rascals can go dragging him through the courts.
Pompey Magnus: We're here to discuss the terms of Caesar's resignation. He could've avoided prosecution by accepting a few years' banishment.
Mark Antony: [amused] Banishment for what?
Porcius Cato: For fomenting a tyranny! Illegal warfare! Theft! Murder! Treason!
Mark Antony: And what shall be your punishment, Pompey? For betraying a friend, for deserting the cause of your people, for allying yourself with these so-called "noblemen," what punishment for you?
Pompey Magnus: Impudent whelp!
Marcus Tullius Cicero: The man's term of office ends in two weeks.
Mark Antony: We say six months.
Pompey Magnus: Two weeks! He sits alone in Ravenna with one mutinous skeleton of a legion, and he dares to dictate terms to me?
Mark Antony: Caesar has many more legions than the Thirteenth.
Scipio: On the far side of the Alps.
Mark Antony: Winter does not last forever. Spring comes, snows melt.
Scipio: That's a threat!
Mark Antony: [seriously] I assure you, it is no threat. Snows always melt.
[Pompey thinks for a moment]
Pompey Magnus: If he does not get a province?
Mark Antony: Caesar will take all measures required to protect both his interests and those of the Republic.
Pompey Magnus: I am grieved and surprised. I had hoped we would have a rational negotiation. If that is his last word, we shall go.
Mark Antony: Then we have no more business.

Pompey Magnus: Caesar is bluffing. He wishes to appear supremely confident. Evidently he is desperately weak, weaker than we thought. This is a last-ditch attempt to frighten us into making concessions while he still has the semblance of an army. He's weak, Cicero. Dying.
Marcus Tullius Cicero: Is that not when all the proverbs tell us to be wary? Does not the dying serpent bite deepest?

"Rome: Triumph (#1.10)" (2005)
[while waiting for Caesar to arrive in the Senate]
Marcus Junius Brutus: Dear me. I've never seen so many long faces.
Marcus Tullius Cicero: It is customary to be sad at a funeral.
Marcus Junius Brutus: Well, the Republic is old and infirm. Death can be a merciful release in such cases.
Marcus Tullius Cicero: You do not mean that. You don't believe that. You of all people shouldn't lay jokes about tyranny.
Marcus Junius Brutus: Oh, I am deadly serious. It is in all our interests to be reconciled with Caesar now, for the good of Rome.
Marcus Tullius Cicero: The good of Rome, indeed. As soon as this... farce is done, I shall retire to the country and wait for the city to come to its senses. It is the only honorable thing to do.
Marcus Junius Brutus: My dear friend, we have no honor. If we had honor, we would be with Cato and Scipio in the afterlife.

Marcus Junius Brutus: Still here? I thought you were retiring to the country as a point of honor.
Marcus Tullius Cicero: You do right to mock me. You make me feel small.
Marcus Junius Brutus: A joke, old man, a joke. I'm always happy for your company.
Marcus Tullius Cicero: So, why didn't you tell me beforehand? I could've been of assistance, perhaps.
Marcus Junius Brutus: What are you talking about?
[Cicero thrusts a parchment into his hands]
Marcus Tullius Cicero: Everyone is reading it! I saw some temple prostitutes with a copy.
Marcus Junius Brutus: [reading] "A Call to Virtue."
Marcus Tullius Cicero: The writing is adequate, which is something we should talk about, but the sentiments are full of grace and bravery.
Marcus Junius Brutus: "Sons of the Republic, the blood of our forefathers calls you to honor the memory and emulate the deeds of... Porcius Cato, the last true Roman." Who wrote this?
Marcus Tullius Cicero: You did.
[he turns the page over and points]
Marcus Junius Brutus: Gods beneath us.

"Rome: Caesarion (#1.8)" (2005)
Marcus Tullius Cicero: You should have no ill conscience. We did only what we had to do.
Marcus Junius Brutus: No doubt Saturn said something of the sort after eating his children.

"Rome: Philippi (#2.6)" (2007)
[Pullo shows up to Cicero's villa to assassinate him]
Titus Pullo: So you Cicero, then?
[Cicero turns slowly]
Marcus Tullius Cicero: What is your name, young man?
Titus Pullo: Titus Pullo, sir. Late of the Thirteenth.
Marcus Tullius Cicero: Ah, the famous Titus Pullo. I'm honoured.
Titus Pullo: Likewise, honoured. Talk about famous. Everyone's heard of Cicero.
Marcus Tullius Cicero: [Smiles] Yes. I daresay, your work today will earn you immortality.
Titus Pullo: How's that?
Marcus Tullius Cicero: I will be in all the history books. My killer's name, no doubt, will live on also.
Titus Pullo: [Slightly disappointed] Ah, my name... thought you meant me.
[He looks aside]
Titus Pullo: Good peaches!
[Walks over to the peach tree]
Marcus Tullius Cicero: Yes, just getting ripe. Thee's no way... I can dissuade you from your task, I suppose? I have a great deal of money.
Titus Pullo: No, sorry. Normally, I'd be tempted, but you're far too important. Imagine the fuss: I get back and I haven't done my job.

"Rome: The Ram Has Touched the Wall (#1.5)" (2005)
[Pompey dictates a response to Caesar's peace terms]
Pompey Magnus: "My dear friend Gaius, how are we come to this absurd position? In the interests of peace and equity, I accept - "
Marcus Tullius Cicero: "The Senate and People of Rome have authorized me to accept."
Pompey Magnus: "... the Senate and People of Rome have authorized me to accept a truce - "
Scipio: No, not "truce." That would imply that he is a sovereign rather than a criminal entity.
Porcius Cato: Quite right. A criminal.
Pompey Magnus: "... have authorized me to accept a cessation of hostilities on the terms offered in your last letter. I await your answer."
Marcus Tullius Cicero: Good enough.
Porcius Cato: Good enough? This abject humiliation is good enough? We're not men, we're worms.
Marcus Tullius Cicero: "Worms" is harsh. Worms cannot run away as speedily as we do. Caesar has not even left Rome - gods know why not - yet his legions chase us from town to town with great ease. We're more like sheep than worms.

"Rome: Son of Hades (#2.2)" (2007)
[Antony is trying to menace Cicero]
Mark Antony: Are you not intimidated?
Marcus Tullius Cicero: You cannot afford to kill me, you need me to run the Senate.
Mark Antony: *Today* I need you. Tomorrow...
Marcus Tullius Cicero: Then tomorrow I will worry.

"Rome: The Stolen Eagle (#1.1)" (2005)
Marcus Tullius Cicero: When confronted by a hungry wolf, it is unwise to goad the beast, as Cato would have us do. But it is equally unwise to imagine the snarling animal a friend and offer your hand, as Pompey does.
Pompey Magnus: Perhaps you would have us climb a tree!

"Rome: Kalends of February (#1.12)" (2005)
Marcus Tullius Cicero: He's here, in your hands. I'm merely stating the facts. I do not urge you to any particular course of action.
Marcus Junius Brutus: Nor will I take the course you do not urge.