Pilate: The Nazarene... did you find him different?
Clavius: I found him dead.
Pilate: Your ambition is noticed. Where do you hope it will lead?
Clavius: Rome.
Pilate: And?
Clavius: Position. Power.
Pilate: Which brings?
Clavius: Wealth. A good family. Someday, a place in the country.
Pilate: Where you'll find?
Clavius: An end to travail. A day without death. Peace.
Pilate: All that for peace? Is there no other way?
Harry Pearce: ...before he got religion - if world anarchy is a religion.
Jools Siviter: Bug your own office, do you, Harry?
Harry Pearce: Only for special occasions.
Home Secretary: You know, back in my days as a student radical, our dreams were all about the glorious proletariat.
Harry Pearce: We've still got those dreams on file somewhere.
Harry Pearce: We're in a state of collective desperation here.
