
Ludicrus: Sequor comitatus, this clivus saxosum leads to the Pacificus Oceanus.
Ludicrus: Follow me men, this rocky slope leads to the Pacific Ocean.

Tedius (mumbling): Easy for you to say Cent, you don't have to carry a scutum and pilum gravissimus.
Tedius (mumbling): Easy for you to say Cent(urion), you don't have to carry a shield and heavy spear.

Tortuous: Advenire adhuc?
Tortuous: Are we there yet?

Ludicrus: Watch your pedii! I've got pulvis in my crepidarii...
Ludicrus: Watch your feet! I've got sand in my sandals...

Ludicrus: Admodum ventosa, by Jupiter!
Ludicrus: It's very windy, by Jupiter!

Tedius: Dictitavi ista! Hey, ubi vadere qu?
Tedius: You can say that again! Hey, where did everyone go?

Tortuous: Hic castellum antiquiis comparare an umbraclum.
Tortuous: This ancient castle provides some shelter.

Tedius: Uh-oh, vicis falsus.
Tedius: Uh-oh, wrong turn.

Ludicrus: Denique, oceanus!
Ludicrus: At Last, the ocean!

Tortuous: Obscurissimus!
Tortuous: It's gone dark!
With apologies for my butchery of Latin!