:08:00
The age of the dictator
was at hand...
:08:03
waiting in the shadows
for the event to bring it forth.
:08:07
ln that same century...
:08:09
in the conquered
Greek province of Thrace...
:08:11
an illiterate slave woman
added to her master's wealth...
:08:15
by giving birth to a son
whom she named Spartacus.
:08:19
A proud, rebellious son...
:08:21
who was sold to living death
in the mines of Libya...
:08:24
before his thirteenth birthday.
:08:27
There, under whip
and chain and sun...
:08:30
he lived out his youth
and his young manhood...
:08:34
dreaming the death of slavery...
:08:36
2,000 years
before it finally would die.
:09:20
Back to work!
:09:29
Get up, Spartacus,
you Thracian dog!
:09:33
Come on, get up!
:09:35
My ankle, my ankle!
:09:39
My ankle!
:09:50
Spartacus again?
This time he dies.
:09:54
Back to work, all of you!