Maciste alla corte dello zar

Czar Nicola Nicolajevic:
[speaking of his prisoners] You may give them a generous taste of the whip whenever they're hungry, and if they get thirsty, give them a drink of blood - their own, of course.

Sonia:
Take me with you, I beg you.

Maciste:
It can't be, Sonia. My life is difficult. Full of perils. I love you but I can't ask you to make this sacrifice.

Sonia:
It doesn't matter. I'd share anything with you.

Maciste:
All right. Come on.