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They will be eliminated
Huh? Who?
The Conspirators. Anyway, your brother has to be kicked off too for us to win this thing, Lepidia
Well-
Ok, great!
But you know your nephew has to be eliminated too, Anthony. He's on the Plebians
Whatever, I know. Go to Caesar's locker and get his things to send home
Ok! You'll still be here when I get back, right?!
Either here or at the gym
He's worthless. Why is he even on our team?
Well, he's been an okayish teammate..
So is my treadmill, Octavia. But I can control my treadmill, and I can control Lepidia. For now, we have to get our heard in the game. Brutia and Cassie are growing thinner. Let'*** the gym, man.
Stop the music! I hear someone coming. What's happening, Lucille? Is Cassie here?
No, he's coming with Pinda, the dietician.
I have the new meal plan!!
Lucille, can we talk for a sec?
So, what's been going on between you and Cassie?
She's been acting totally different since Caesar got kicked off.
Girl, please, she'll be fine, leave her alone. Maybe they had a thing?
I actually heard that they were supposed to spend a night together in Sardis.
Wait, act casual, Cassie's coming.
Girl, you stabbed me in the back!
Let the scale judge me! How do I mistreat my own teammate? Uh, no.
Brutia, even with a straight face I can tell you are lying. And when you-
Cassie, chillax. We're bffs, so do not accuse me of something I didn't do. Let's go get a drink and we can talk. Lucille, Pinda, keep watch for the Conspirators.
You turned in Lucius for eating chocolate cake from the Sardinian's bakery, and you ignored me when I said he didn't do it!
You shouldn't have stuck up for him, I saw him eating it!
Everyone makes mistakes. He just slipped up. I remember a certain someone eating fried chicken at Pompey's barbeque.
Ok, whatever. Subject change please.
No, Brutia! If you were anyone else, you would have been eliminated already.
That's, like, so not true. Remember March 15th? Caesar was kicked out, but he already lost two more pounds than I did. If it wasn't for all that Halloween candy we stashed in his locker, he would have won this thing!
He would be a size three by now!
Brutia, don't push me. I'm skinner, more experienced than you, and I'm gonna win this thing.
Get out of here, you won't win this!
I will.
Nuh-uh. I say you won't.
Don't push me any further or I will go all Mean Girls on you. Rachel McAdams has nothing on me.
Just leave.
I can't, my legs are cramping.
Listen, I have something to tell you.
Bring it.
Go ahead. Pout. Yell at out teammates. But me? I'm not scared.
Has it come to this?
Well, you said you lose more weight. Make me believe it!
You're such a backstabber Brutia!! I never said I lost more weight.
Whatever, I don't care anymore.
Before Caesar got eliminated, he wouldn't have angered me like this, even if we were on different teams!
Oh, shut up!
Don't take me for granted. I might do something I'll regret.
Take you for granted? You took me for granted!
No! A friend should put up with her friend's weaknesses, but you made me run up that flight of stairs after I begged you to slow down!
I was just trying to help you shed a few pounds before our weigh-in.
You don't love me.
I don't like your attitude.
A real friend would get over it.
Your faults are as huge as Caesar when he first started.
Fine! I'll get myself eliminated, I'm tired of this place! Brutia hates me! Anthony, Octavia, come see!
Stop, Cassie! Be mad at me, just don't do this to yourself!
Why!? No one cares!
I do.
Oh Brutia!
Oh Cassie!