Deux heures moins le quart avant Jésus-Christ

I can't alone but once the guards wake, I'll do my best.

— Things were fine till Caesar came. Then the shit hit the fan! <...> Me? Why not the others?
— You're alone, asshole!

— Don't you have an agent smart enough?
— My men are just cops! No intelligent ones there!
— Or use someone very dumb! That'd do.

He's the only good chariot mechanic in this damn town. Why in Hades are we here except to please a brainless emperor! My nerves are shot to hell.

And the Oat-Producers' Congress! We've no time to play!

Caesar's the big bad wolf cuz the Romans are lambs! Caesar's a lion cuz the Romans are deers!

— And say it's the last straw!
— Be our leader, Ben-Hur Marcel!

You're going to damage my popularity!

Having an empire's fine but I want my privacy too! Have I no right to live?

— Where's the principal street?
— For who?
— For everyone!
— For me, the principal street has the most bars but that one's the chic street.

— It's the custom.
— The custom? That's a bummer!