All of the conspirators will die. Their names are on our list.
Why have you come?
To tell you that you will see me at Philippi.
Come now, keep your promise; Now be a freeman, and with this good sword, That ran through Caesar's bowels, pierce this heart. Don't wait to answer; here, take the hilts, And when my face is covered, as it is now, Guide the sword. Caesar, you have your revenge, Even with the sword that killed you.
Antony, Octavius, and Lepidus meet as rulers of Rome and they plan on fighting and killing Cassius, Brutus, and the rest of those who killed Caesar. Lepidus leaves shortly to find Caesar's will and Antony expresses how Lepidus is weak and has no use.
Farewell, good Strato. Caesar, now be still, I did not kill you with half as much resolve.
Give me your hand first. Farewell, my lord.
Brutus and Cassius left Rome to form an army which they will use to fight back, but then they begin to get into a fight over wrongdoing and money and this makes their relationship tense. Yet all is later resolved when Cassius tells Brutus to kill him with a dagger, and Brutus does not do so. They come to their senses and realize Portia's death has put a strain on themselves. Caesar's ghost tells Brutus that night that they will be meeting again on the battlefield.
Let us treat him in accordance with his virtue, With all respect and rites of burial.
Everybody meets on the battlefield. Brutus sends Pindarus to scope the area when he sees Titanius be captured. Cassius tells Pindarus to kill him with his sword because of his best friend being gone and he dies. Titanius then later arrives to see that Cassius is dead and he then kills himself.
Brutus sees his friends dead. He decides it is his time to die and he asks Strato to hold his sword while he went forward and impaled himself. He dies as well.
Antony and Octavius see Brutus' body and agrees he was a noble Roman and should be honored.
This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators, except only him, Did what they did because of envy of great Caesar; He alone, out of a generally honest thought And the common good of all, joined them.