Richard Burton: Marcellus Gallio

The Robe

Marcellus Gallio

Peter: Let me tell you of the burden I bear. Justus told the others I was steadfast. He didn't know. The night Jesus needed me most, I denied him... not once... but 3 times. I swore I never knew him. Now...
Marcellus Gallio: [stammering, pointing to himself] I... crucified him.
Peter: I know. Demetrius told me.
Marcellus Gallio: [shocked] And you can forgive me?
Peter: He forgave you from the cross. Can I do less? Now, is there anything stopping you? Can you become one of us?
Marcellus Gallio: [new strength in his voice] From this day forward, I am enlisted in His service. I offer Him my fortune, my sword, and my life. And this I pledge to you on my honor as a Roman.

Diana: It's good to see you, Marcellus.
Marcellus Gallio: It's ah - good to see you - again.
Diana: Then you do remember me?
Marcellus Gallio: Ah - yes, of course. Let me see now, it was the - was the...
Diana: And your promise, have you forgotten that too?
Marcellus Gallio: What promise?
Diana: To marry me.
Marcellus Gallio: Was I drunk?
Diana: That's not very flattering, Marcellus.
Marcellus Gallio: Oh, I - I mean, if you'd tell me when I was supposed to have said this - the circumstances...
Diana: Oh, I remember them perfectly. I'd cut my finger, and I cried. And then you took the dagger and cut your own finger to show that it didn't really hurt, and then you kissed me, and I stopped crying - and then you promised to marry me when we grew up.
Marcellus Gallio: Dianna! Where have your freckles gone?
Diana: I lost them.
Marcellus Gallio: Oh, I loved every one of them.
Diana: Then I'm sorry I lost them.

Emperor Tiberius: Tell me, what was your impression of Pilate?
Marcellus Gallio: It's not my place to...
Emperor Tiberius: I'm asking you. Did you find him capable?
Marcellus Gallio: Yes sire, he's considered a good administrator.
Emperor Tiberius: Stern, as befits a Roman governor?
Marcellus Gallio: I'm sure of that, sire.
Emperor Tiberius: Just?
Marcellus Gallio: I - I can't say.
Emperor Tiberius: Why not? Surely you can give me some sort of an answer? Tell me, tribune - what happened out there?

Diana: No, Marcellus, they'll kill you!
Marcellus Gallio: You must have faith...
Diana: Faith in what? This new God of yours? How can he help you? He couldn't help his own son. They crucified him and they'll kill you too!

Diana: Perhaps you don't believe that a girl of eleven could fall in love, and stay in love all these years...
Marcellus Gallio: Don't cry, my love. Lucia thought I was in love, and I laughed at her, but women are wise in these matters.

Marcellus Gallio: Surely you don't believe he rose from the dead.
Justus: He lives more surely than we do.
Marcellus Gallio: He's DEAD! And no moonstruck girl can sing him to life again!
Justus: How do you know that he's dead?
Marcellus Gallio: The soldier told me. The soldier who saw the lance thrust into his side. The soldier who was - out there!
Justus: What's wrong?
Marcellus Gallio: Were you out there?

Marcellus Gallio: [after learning that Caligula has posted him to a back-water military command far away from Rome] Where's Jerusalem?
Sen. Gallio: Palestine - the worst pesthole in the Empire. They're stiff-necked, riotous people, always on the verge of rebellion. Our Legions there are the scum of the army - the officers little better than the men. Disease takes them off like flies. Some have been assassinated - sometimes by their own men. Others have spared the assassins the trouble. What Caligula hopes he has given you is your death sentence.

Marcellus Gallio: [waking up from a nightmare of Jesus being nailed to the cross] No! No! Stop it! Stop it!
Marcellus Gallio: [runs out on deck] Stop it! Why don't you stop it!
Ship's captain: Stop what, sir?
Marcellus Gallio: Were you out there?