In the year 180, the death of emperor Marcus Aurelius throws the Roman Empire into chaos. Maximus is one of the Roman army's most capable and trusted generals and a key advisor to the emperor. As Marcus' devious son Commodus ascends to the throne, Maximus is set to be executed. He escapes, but is captured by slave traders. Renamed Spaniard and forced to become a gladiator, Maximus must battle to the death with other men for the amusement of paying audiences.
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Quick LinksOpening sceneLucilla and Commodus travelling in thewagon"You have proved your valour yet again, Maximus""Have I missedthe battle?""Still alive"?"If only you had been born a man" "Yousent for me Caesar"?"My father favours you now""Ancestors, I askyou for your guidance""Are you ready to do your duty for Rome?""TheEmperor needs you. It is urgent"Maximus' executionArrival inZucchabarProximo's school for gladiatorsMaximus' first fight as agladiatorEmperor Commodus enters RomeAt the senateLucilla &Commodus discuss the SenateGaius & Gracchus discuss thegames"Are you not entertained"?"What do you want? Hmm? Girl orboy?""You will meet them again. But not yet""He sleeps so wellbecause he is loved"Gladiators arrive in Rome"Are you the one theycalled Spaniard"?The Barbarian Horde"My name is Gladiator""Heshouldn't be alive. This vexes me. I am terribly vexed""Richmatrons pay well to be pleasured by the bravest champions""You havea great name. He must kill your name before he kills you"Tigers andTigris of Gaul"You simply won't ... die"Reunited with CiceroJuba:"Can they hear you"?"And now they love Maximus for his mercy""Fatand bored"Cicero & LucillaGracchus & MaximusProximo &MaximusCommodus: "Where have you been? I sent for you"The kiss
[At the arena, under the bleachers, the crowd can be heardstamping their feet, cheering.Proximo gives the gladiators a talkof encouragement (after all, they are there to make himmoney)before they go out for their first fight. "Some of you are thinkingyou won't fight,some that you can't. They all say that until theyare out there. Thrust this into anotherman's flesh" demonstratingwith a sword "and they will applaud and love you for that. Youmaybegin to love them for that." He slams the blade into the table."Ultimately, we're alldead men, sadly we cannot choose how, BUT wecan decide how we meet that end inorder that we are remembered asmen."]
[SCENE CHANGE...back at Zuccahbar. The gladiators are sitting ina cage waiting for their turnto fight in the arena. "Spaniard,Spaniard, Spaniard" can be heard from the crowds-he hasgained thepopularity of the crowd as well as a name for himself-Spaniard.Maximus stands andwalks through the cage as the other gladiatorscall out "Spaniard", as he goes to the arena.Maximus enters thering as the chants "Spaniard, Spaniard" continue. When Maximusstepsthrough the door, the opponents step back. Maximus pauses andslightly bows his head. Then hewades into them. The opponents eachwait to take on Maximus. Without hesitation, Maximuscharges forwardand machine-like and without emotion, takes on and disposes ofeachopponent, one at a time. The final opponent has his head cutoff by Maximus as he uses twoswords to scissor cut his neck.]
PROXIMO: What do you want? Hmmmm? Girl? Boy? MAXIMUS: You sentfor me? PROXIMO: Yes I did. You are good, Spaniard, but you're notthat good. You could bemagnificent. MAXIMUS: I am required to killso I kill. That is enough. PROXIMO: It's enough for the provincesbut not for Rome [as he feeds his caged hyena]. Theyoung Emperorhas organized a series of spectacles to commemorate his father,MarcusAurelius. I find it amusing since it was Marcus Aurelius, thewise, the all knowing MarcusAurelius, who closed us down. Sofinally after 5 years scratching a living in flea infestedvillageswe are finally going back to where we belong, the Colosseum. Oh youshould seethe Colosseum, Spaniard. 50,000 Romans watching everymovement of your sword,willing you to make that killer blow. Thesilence before you strike, and the noiseafterwards, it rises, riseslike a storm, as if you were the Thunder God himself. MAXIMUS: Youwere a gladiator? PROXIMO: Yes, I was [he responds nervously butproudly of times gone by].MAXIMUS: You won your freedom? PROXIMO:Long time ago the old emperor Marcus Aurelius presented me with aRudius -it's just a wooden sword, a symbol for your freedom. Hetouched me on the shoulderonce, and I was free. MAXIMUS: You knewMarcus Aurelius? [Maximus asks loudly, laughing as he speaks,doubtingthat Proximo could have known such a man.]PROXIMO: I didnot say that I knew him. I said he touched me on the shoulder.
[Gladiators have arrived in Rome for their first time. Theydisembark from the wagon, gazing inawe at the Colosseum. Proximowalks up to the statue of Mars, kissing his hand and thenplantingthe kiss on the feet of the statue. "Good to see you again, oldfriend.... Bring mefortune." The gladiators, stare up at theColosseum....]
PROXIMO: The Emperor wants battles and I don't want to sacrificemy best fighters.CASSIUS: The crowd wants battles so the Emperorgives them battles. You get the battleof Carthage.PROXIMO: Themassacre of Carthage! Why don't you get the beggars and thievesfromthe prisons?CASSIUS: We've done that.PROXIMO: If you're goingto give away the best gladiators in the empire, then I wantdoublethe rates.CASSIUS: You will get your contract rates or you will getyour contract canceled. If youdon't like it, you can crawl backdown that shit hole that you came from.
[SCENE CHANGE - Just prior to the Legionnaires of ScipioAfricanus battle. Young Lucius is walkingalong the cells where thegladiators are placed on display for the crowds to inspect.Luciusmotions to Maximus, where he is seated at the back of hiscell. With a glint of surprise, Maximusrises and moves towardLucius.]
[SCENE CHANGE -In the bowels of the Colosseum. The gladiatorsare selecting helmets andreceiving spears. Maximus selects anominous mask that covers all his face leaving his eyes topiercethrough. The man in charge of the gladiators calls out instructionsbefore they enter thearena. "When the Emperor enters, raise yourweapons, salute him and then speaktogether. Face the Emperor, don'tturn your back on him. Go and die with honour."Maximus takes a deepbreath. The gladiators enter the arena, looking up amazed attheoverwhelming size of the arena and crowd. The crowds call out,"Caesar, Caesar, Caesar".The gladiators stand in front of Caesar,"We who are about to die, salute you". Only onegladiator refuses tomake such a salute -- Maximus.]
[Commodus enters the arena. Maximus eyes an arrow in the dirtamongst the bloodied debris,kneels to pick it up. The gladiatorsfollow Maximus' action and also kneel.] COMMODUS: Rise,rise.[Luciusenters behind Commodus and Maximus looks disappointed. He does notwant to attempt
COMMODUS: Your fame is well deserved, Spaniard. I don't thinkthere has been agladiator to match you, as for this young man[Commodus holding Lucius in front him], heinsists you are Hectorreborn, or was it Hercules. Why doesn't the hero reveal himselfandtell us all your real name. You do have a name...?
COMMODUS: How dare you show your back to me, SLAVE. You willremove your helmetand tell me your name... [The Praetorian take aready-stand, and the gladiators, withoutweapons, move forward readyto fight with Maximus. Maximus stops, takes a deep breath,removeshis helmet, and turns to face Commodus.] MAXIMUS: My name isMaximus Decimus Meridius. Commander of the armies of theNorth,general of the Felix Legions, loyal servant to the trueemperor Marcus Aurelius. Father toa murdered son, husband to amurdered wife, and I will have my vengeance in this life orthenext.
[Maximus raises his helmet in victory and the crowds and othergladiators cheer uproariously.Maximus and the other gladiators exitthe arena to be returned to the underground cells. Theyare loweredon a platform as the other gladiators salute the winningbarbarians, and inparticular, Maximus, with cheers and shouts"Maximus, Maximus, Maximus." Maximus standsin the midst of all thegladiators who triumphantly fought and beat the Legionnaires. Aslightlysmaller man, yet appearing larger than all.]
[SCENE CHANGE to the bowels of the Colosseum where thegladiators are held as they wait theirturn in the arena. Maximusstands in the tunnel, shadows cast darkly upon him, as hepractices,agile as he is, with his sword while awaiting hisentrance to the arena. Proximo calls up toMaximus and Maximus callsback.]
[Back on the arena floor, Tigris turns to Caesar's box, withswords crossed, he bows, "We whoare about to die salute you."Maximus stands by, showing no salute whatsoever. As Maximusgetsready to fight the large doors to the arena are thrown open,surprising Maximus. Fromeach door emerges a team of men, who runinto the arena. Each team picks up a chain fromthe sand. Maximusbecomes distracted and Tigris kicks sand into Maximus' face andbegins thefight. As the fight continues and as Maximus is thrown tothe ground, a trap door opens and outjumps a large tiger, pouncingat the fighting gladiators. Maximus is now having to escapetheclaws of the tigers as he battles Tigris. In the background canbe heard "loose, loose, loose"and "pull, pull, pull" as thehandlers coordinate their efforts in handling each of the tigersthatare now on the arena floor growling and charging atMaximus.]
[SCENE CHANGE to the streets as Maximus is taken by two guards,back to the gladiator school.They pass through the streets adjacentthe Colosseum. A large crowd of fans are waiting forhim, chantinghis name and waving banners. Amongst the crowd is Cicero, Maximus'servant andfriend. Cicero tries to catch the attention of Maximus,his arm stretched out and his handcarrying a small leatherpouch.] 2b1af7f3a8