- Queen Diana: I understand you had a productive day.
- Pasolinus: I'm still empty-handed.
- Queen Diana: Then maybe you're looking in the wrong place. Maybe I can help.
- Pasolinus: You're good at offering services, aren't you, Diana Metellus? Your story I know - ambitious beauty from Thrace travels to Rome; quick study, quick tongue. Uses her talents the best way she knows. Finds work in a brothel. Climbs the ladder, such as it is, until she is the queen... of whores. Nice work
- Queen Diana: Well, I feel my secret's in good hands.
- [Caitlin has been brutally tortured by Nilus and Pasolinus]
- Caitlin: What have they done to me? I can just see shadows. What have they done?
- Conor: It's going to be all right, Cat. Try to rest.
- Caitlin: Jesus, give me strength. Jesus give me strength.
- Conor: The Roman god? You believe in him?
- Caitlin: He's my Savior.
- Conor: Well, I hope he can save us now.
- Pasolinus: Well, finally I get to meet the Counsel Longinus, rumored to be the genius behind many prospering men... and women. No enemies... alive.
- Longinus: Reputation is everything.
- Pasolinus: But what about the truth? Who are you? What do you seek at the far edge of the empire?
- Longinus: I could ask you the same question.
- Longinus: Do you know who you're dining with?
- Queen Diana: Yes - power! Don't you think it suits me?
- Longinus: Pasolinus is a Red Boot, Diana - part of the emperor's secret guard.
- Queen Diana: So?
- Longinus: His assignment is to document the history of the empire - with the proper slant, of course. Control the truth, you control the masses.
- Queen Diana: Well, I guess I should be flattered.
- Longinus: He's not interested in you and he's certainly not after any stolen military plans.
- Longinus: I understand you're writing the story of the empire. This wouldn't include the story of the Christ?
- Pasolinus: I will neither confirm nor deny anything.
- Longinus: Of course not, but if you were writing such a tale... The story of the Savior fascinates me. I'm curious. How did he actually die? His last breath?
- Pasolinus: He was suffering on the cross, close to his moment and their came a centurion who finished him off with a spear. Imagine how that pathetic creature felt the next day.
- Longinus: If was an act of mercy.
- Pasolinus: Mercy? You're talking heresy.
- Longinus: He was sent to break the Christ's bones, but instead he chose to use the spear to end his agony. The truth is, he was already dead.
- Pasolinus: Perhaps *you* should write the history.
- Longinus: They haven't made a saint of me... yet.
- Queen Diana: Yet?
- Longinus: Pasolinus knows who I am now. In exchange for my sotry, he's promised to mark me down as a man of grace... a saint! If you can't change history, at least you can rewrite it.