Gladiator2000

Juba:
It's somewhere out there. My country. My home. My wife is preparing food. My daughters carry water from the river. Will I ever see them again? I think not.

Maximus:
Do you believe you'll see them again when you die?

Juba:
I think so. But then, I will die soon. They will not die for many years. I'll have to wait.

Maximus:
But you would … wait?

Juba:
Of course.

Maximus:
You see, my wife and my son are already waiting for me.

Juba:
You'll meet them again. But not yet. Not yet.

[They shake hands]

Maximus:
Not yet. … Not yet.