Brutus and Cicero! (CHUCKLES)

How strange! I… I was just now thinking of you. Uh, I’ve received some happy news, and my first thought was to come and tell you two. And here you are. (CHUCKLES) What a coincidence. It’s amusing how often that happens, eh?

I was walking past the Forum and thinking of this particular woman, and who should arrive right in front of me, but the thing herself. Savage little Spanish creature. Hair down to her ass.

Everyone misjudges me, you know. I’m a merciful man. I know that’s not my reputation, but I am. Now everyone’s entitled to a few mistakes. The gods know, I’ve made one or two myself. Oh, I’ve done things… things I’m…I’m ashamed to think of.

Cicero:

We are, all of us, imperfect in our way.

Marcus Antonius:

Exactly. We are all of us...imperfect. Hm. Give me your hands, brother Cicero. With all my heart, I forgive you.

Cicero:

I don’t know what you mean.

Marcus Antonius:

Nothing escapes me. You know, if a pigeon dies on the Aventine, I hear of it. ) So be assured, brother…if I ever again…hear your name…connected with murmurs of treachery…

(Cicero groans)

Marcus Antonius:

…I will cut off these soft, pink hands and nail them to the Senate door. Mm? (KISS)

ROME, season 1, episode 8.

Cicero's bloody hands, nailed to the Senate Door, pinned on the Rostra, actually..