Crixus: The Aedile bars himself in the horreum spilling pitch and threatens to put light to bear.
Spartacus: (To Laeta) Come.
Laeta: I will not lend aid to you and your animals.
Spartacus: If grain is put to fire, even I will not have voice to calm my... animals. You will do this or see your people that yet live fall from this world.