La via Augusta (2007): Season 1, Episode 1 - Què em passa doctor? - full transcript

THE VIA AUGUSTA
I. What's wrong with me, doctor?

- Ave, Caesar!
- Ave, Caesar!

Yes, sure...

- Any change, sir?
- Worse!

Chamomile tea wasn't
good for you?

Not at all.

- And the massages in you lower belly?
- Useless.

The artichoke puree?
The castor oil?

Nothing!

Sit down.

Sir...



- Oh, you finally arrived, Pompey.
- I just called on port two hours ago.

I left my family at home
and came here in a rush.

Thank you.

You ordered me to
come, so here I am.

Is Rome still in the same place?

As dirty, chaotic and
crowded as it ever was.

The river is a well of dirt,
crime is on the rise.

Young rich people wander around drunk,
raping everything they find.

There are more chariots than people. Each
day 20 or 30 people are run over and die.

Don't worry, though.

Rome is still the
centre of the universe.

Spare me the irony. Your sense
of humour makes me nervous.

It's not irony.
It's distrust in human beings.

So how was your trip?



A rugged one. Two ships left from
Ostia, and only one arrived.

Where's the other one?

It went missing along the
way with 20 slaves onboard.

Pirates?

It was a riot,
slaves rose up,

they took control of
the ship and fled to Carthage.

Worse for them.

They will live worse in freedom than under
the protection of your family.

Yeah. It's difficult to understand, Sir,
but there are people who want to be free.

Freedom is useless.
I am free and I can't take a dump.

It's been six days since I last
blew some air out of my body.

Not funny!

With all due respect, you must laugh at
illnesses or else you'll fail to heal.

Laughter does not heal.

Laughter is one of the best
healing disciplines I know.

Our friend Pompey has always
been a very unconventional doctor.

And you, Glaucus, too much
of a glutton for a doctor.

What do you mean?
You are at least 50 pounds overweight.

And you too, Phidias.

You've been away from Rome for 6 months
now, and some would say...

...that you've been
knocked up instead.

Have you observed Caesar's diet?

I had to attend too
many welcome banquets.

That is so wrong.

I rule an empire of 100 million people.
I have commitments, you know.

- Do you exercise?
- I feel leg fatigue.

Gymnastics with some
concubine, maybe?

- Do you mean...?
- Yes, I mean...

No, I have been put
under a chastity cure.

By whom?

Them.

- Why?
- To purify the blood.

Forgive me, Caesar, but...

you are... 40 years old, right?

40 years old.

And, at this age, chastity does not
purify the blood, it envenoms it.

I haven't had sex for a year
and I'm as strong as an ox.

You're 70. At your age,
it would be a miracle

for you to accumulate enough blood
supply for your middle leg to get hard.

For all the Gods' sake!

Last time I saw you,
you looked like a bull.

and now you look like a cow.

Why do you tolerate the
insults of this villain, my Lord?

You've sent men to the galleys
for much less serious reasons.

Did you hear it?

We heard it... And so
did half of Tarraco.

Raise your sword! Strike!
You move like a butterfly!

- I didn't want to play!
- Excuses, you coward girl!

Watch out, Marcus.
There's a lion behind you.

- That's not fair!
- All is far in war.

- You don't fight like this.
- And there are no lions in Tarraco.

How do you know?

You have to cross the
Mediterranean to find lions.

- I have seen them in Rome, smartass!
- In a circus?

I will break your legs!

Mum! Grandma!

Where are you going?

My brother wants
to break my legs!

Both of them?
One would be enough, Marcus.

If you break them both we will have
to drag him, and he weighs a ton.

- You cheater!
- You dumb!

How can you lose control
with a 13-year-old child?

- He's 14.
- He'll be 14 in 9 moons' time.

You're already 17 and
your legs are hairy.

You'd better shave.
You look like a slave.

- Hadrian is your favourite grandson!
- I don't have any favourite grandchildren.

None of you have earned it.

You could help Hasdrubal to unload
instead of fighting all the time.

- This is the work of servants.
- We don't have any. They went away.

So...

Come on. Working
will do you no harm.

- Sissy!
- You cod!

- What's a cod?
- A bird.

- It's too small.
- Then tell your husband.

He assured me he had asked
Caesar for a 10 room house.

Well, there are only 5.

How will we do it?

You know the solution.

I don't want to talk about it.

You'll have to give in, at least
until we find another one.

I will not sleep in the
same room as Pompey!

He's your husband.
You're supposed to sleep with him.

I'll will sleep in the yard
in a triclinium if necessary.

You should have listened to me
when I told you to divorce him.

I'm divorcing now.

Now that he's the
doctor of Caesar again?

Two years ago I promised myself that
I wouldn't sleep in his bed again.

No problem. Just
set up two beds.

I don't know why we
moved from Rome.

Because Caesar is here and
it's for our best interest.

- Everything is business for you.
- Our business.

It's as yours as it is mine.

And we're living a
difficult time right now.

Why should me and my family
stay at the eastern rooms?

Because my rheumatism forces
me to stay away from the sea.

We could still be with you
at the Western wing!

I don't want you
around, Calpurnia.

- I can stand you better from afar.
- I don't get it.

My husband is your eldest son
but he always gets the worst.

He's a lazy bum.

I control him, you control him. He's
even controlled by his little child.

Why hasn't he come to complain instead?
Why is he always sending you out?

He'd cut his veins
before confronting you.

Where is he now?

Getting ready to go to the
market to get some slaves.

- All by himself?
- We can't do anything without slaves!

You wouldn't want me to get
inside the kitchen, would you?

No, for all the gods! I would
never eat anything cooked by you.

- I'm not such a bad cook.
- Sometimes you confuse cyanide with salt.

I know you don't like me
dear mother.

But as much as it may bug you,

the only male grandchildren you have,
you have them thanks to me.

The rooms of the Eastern
wing are bigger and sunny.

You're looking for trouble because
you've been eaten away.

And in spite of everything,
I appreciate you more than you think.

Is that so?

Yes, and someday
I'll tell you why.

I'll go and see that
the wine barrels...

do not get lost on the way.

- Why do you like her?
- The she-camel?

Don't call her like that!

She was born in the middle of
the desert, among camels.

- She was born in Egypt, but she's a Roman.
- If she's a Roman then I'm a palm tree.

I don't like her, but it's
better to keep her happy.

What other woman would stand
a dirt bag like your brother?

Oh, she's a she-camel alright.

She's always rubbing in my face how
beautiful their two children are.

If you'd have had boys
instead of girls...

That's the way the
Gods wanted it to be.

It's not the Gods' fault, but love's.
As I told you...

Marrying for love
is a major blunder.

So you didn't marry
dad for love?

I married him
to flee from home.

Women who get pregnant
for love... they give birth to baby girls.

This is a stupid superstition.
You can't believe this.

Come on. Go with your
brother to buy slaves.

- He's old enough to go there alone.
- I know him too well.

He's too easily moved by young ones with
light-coloured eyes and a sad face.

What's wrong with having fun
with a slave from time to time?

He'd fall in love, fill them with
gifts and makes a fool of himself.

- All men make a fool of themselves.
- All men are not my eldest son.

Make Hasdrubal go with you.
He has a good eye for servants.

Oh, great Jupiter...

...make me live forever

...so that this family can occupy
the place it deserves... the empire.

- She thinks she's a good dancer.
- She is.

- Not as good as she thinks.

You can't be jealous
of your sister.

I don't envy Marcia.
I only observe her.

Do you know who taught her
to move her belly like that?

Hasdrubal. That's how the
women of his country dance.

- Why don't you join her?
- I'll wait for the Temple of Apollo.

Don't you insist. Your father
will not let you be a vestal.

We'll see about that.

Okay, that's enough!

You are an outstanding band,
but we've got a lot of things to do.

- It was not my idea, madam.
- It was mine!

Stop dancing, Marcia!
You look like a slave!

It's the welcome gift that
I'll give to my fiancé.

No way. He may be led to believe
you're not a virgin and repudiate you.

- He's no virgin and I don't repudiate him.
- He's a man, and a widower.

And he's 40 years older than you.
Yuck!

He's tall, strong and brave and has
got more than 50 victories for Rome.

Stop it...

Weren't you going to buy
some slaves, Antonius?

I'm about to go. Give me a
little break, will you?

Why don't like doing nothing?
You're not human!

- Hasdrubal.
- Yes, madam.

You'll come with us. The people that we'll
buy will be under your command anyway.

I heard prices are
soaring, madam.

They were very low until Caesar came.
But now...

There are lackeys everywhere trying
to take advantage of the deal.

- What deal?
- The Via Augusta, the great project!

A road more than 10-feet wide...

that will unite Rome with Gades,
in the South of the peninsula.

The emperor thinks
about it all the time.

Oh... plums. Make them crush them
and fill a cup with its juice.

Yes, sir.

- I don't like plums, and these are unripe.
- All the better.

I won't drink any
plum juice, no way.

It's a medicine, not
a dessert, sir.

I'm almost a god. Can't you find
a solution to my satisfaction?

- Would you like an enema better?
- What?

A clyster.

- Don't be insolent with me.
- I'm a doctor.

I can make this smile of yours
disappear in a blink of an eye.

I deal with pain.
I cannot be nice.

Your juice.

Okay, I'll drink it.

But you'll be sorry
if it does not work.

All of it?

If possible.

It's too heavy for me!

- I'll handle it.
- You can't do it alone.

Of course I can!

- You'll break your back!
- No!

Marcus, I'm impressed.
You're almost a demigod.

This is nothing for me.

I just slipped!

- Is it cold?
- Don't you believe me?

- You're not a man yet.
- You don't think so?

You need to fight two
more battles at least.

If it were for me, I would
be in the militia already.

Don't worry.

In a couple of months
you'll engage in combat,

and the three-time laureate
Vespasian,

the great general of the armies
and future husband of mine,

...will teach you the way
to become a man.

I don't need anybody
to teach me anything.

As soon as I become his wife,
I'll become your general too.

Please help me get out.

- No.
- What?

- I'm not silly.
- Wha...?

- You want to drag me down.
- Me?

- You feel humiliated and seek revenge.
- Help me, my leg hurts.

I swear I won't do
anything to you!

I don't care,
I felt like taking a bath.

- What now?
- What now what?

Are my arms strong
enough for you?

No, they're not.

- What about now?
- No.

Liar!

- Can't you notice my biceps?
- I don't.

- My pectorals, my abdomen...?
- No, I don't...

Push with your pelvis!
Bite the leather!

Come on, one final push!
I can't, damn it!

I won't be able to
stand up ever again!

- We need to prepare a clyster urgently.
- No!

You have a cap down there. We
need hot water to dissolve it.

I'll make them quarter you
at the town square!

Bring me a bowl with
warm water, hurry!

First I'll make them kill
you, and then I'll order them

...to chop down each and every
plum tree from here to Rome!

Stop!

Stop.

Good morning.

- Good morning.
- Going to the city?

Yes.

Be careful, there are some
prisoners on the loose.

Prisoners?

Iberian. Savages.

- Maybe you could escort us to Tarraco.
- We must stay here.

We'd better get back home.

We can't live without slaves and
you know better than anyone.

Is it really so dangerous?

They are bloody people,
very expert in ambushes.

But half a century is
chasing them right now.

- They may have already been caught by now.
- Give me the reins.

- Let me do the driving.
- Why you?

- You drive too fast, Claudia!
- Come on, this cart is a piece of junk!

You drive as if you were 18!

Enough!

I've told you a thousand times to
keep your eyes off your cousin!

You're hurting me, mother!

And I'll hurt you more if you keep meddling
with the legs of women in your family!

Well done, Aunt Calpurnia, scold him.
He was almost raping me!

Who was raping who, my dear?

I know you like to tease
my son, and I don't find it funny.

He doesn't need me for that.

Think with your head: you must be
a virgin when you get married.

After that, you'll be able
to do whatever you want.

Specially with a military husband who
will be spending months on the front line.

The woman of a military man
must be faithful to him!

She just needs to pretend she is.

Have you been
unfaithful to father?

- Your father is not a military man!
- But he spends a lot of time away.

Enough! I'm the one who
needs an explanation here!

I'll need a mortar.

Water, honey and thyme powder.
I will prepare an ointment.

Oh, and bring me a little jar
to get some faecal samples.

Phidias, Glaucus, you can leave.
Leave us alone.

Congratulations, Pompey. You just
won yourself the title of favourite.

Don't be jealous and admit that
someone else is better than you.

Should we return tomorrow, Sir?

Yes, please.
Even for the tragedy!

The doors of your Caesar will always
will be open to you.

They are worthless! I'll send
them back to Rome tomorrow!

- You can stay.
- Thank you.

You still haven't asked me
why did I sack you before.

- I'm not sure if I should.
- You're not a politician, Pompey.

Or rather, you're not a diplomat.
You're too much of a politician.

I never make public assessments.
I'm a coward.

Do you think I'm a
tyrant, a despot?

No. You are the best Caesar
that the empire ever had.

Great Julius wasn't bad...

But he ordered
to kill your father.

And you'd want Rome to
be a republic again.

I'm just a doctor.

MY doctor, and I trust your
remedies, but I do not trust you.

I told you already.
I'm a coward.

A coward who was caught in a parlour
house with my favourite slave.

- Me?
- Yes, you. With Diana.

Don't listen to rumours.

You can't deny it, because
she ended up admitting it.

- Lord, I'm inclined to fall in love...
- You'd better find it outside my palace!

I really liked Diana, and I was forced
to do without her, just as without you.

Now she's locked up in a
gladiator training field

...entertaining athletes.

It will never happen again, Sir.

Why don't you divorce your
wife a marry a young girl?

Because I love her.

I wouldn't say so.

It was very sad for me
to get rid of Diana.

And since then, even though
I have the slaves that I want,

I can't recover my interest
in the pleasures of the flesh.

You mean that...?

...that I didn't make you come here to
look at my back, but quite the opposite!

I have tried everything: slaves, male
slaves, hermaphrodites... I'm exhausted.

Talk to Phidias and Glaucus
before I send them into exile.

They'll tell you all the
remedies they've tried with me.

I'll start up immediately.

I give you 2 days to make me
the man I once was.

If you succeed, you will
have everything you want;

Otherwise, you'll meet
the same fate as Diana.

Coraso vivi.

Kjill jer.

No!

Nooooo !!!!

He's just a boy, grandma!

Don't let him run away!

- Are they all dead?
- Yes.

We shall wait for
the men to arrive.

We shall take them
out and burn them.

Meanwhile, we shall take refuge
in the kitchen.

This wound needs to be stitched.

They hit you good.

You're lucky to have
the skin of a camel.

Roll up, ladies and gentlemen!

And admire the sample of slaves
that I present to you today!

Men, women, boys, girls...

White from the mountains, black from
the jungle, brunette from the desert...

Whatever you want, I have it.
And at the best price ever.

Today: for every 5 slaves,
one free.

Take advantage of this special offer
in honour of the Ides of March!

You!

You!

Do you speak my language?

Yes.
Who are you?

I'm the chief of slaves of the best
house you could ever end up going to.

4 servings of bread a day, simple
work, no corporal punishment.

- Are you from the lands of the North?
- From Ilerda.

Any relation with the
terrible Ariosque,

who's driving the
Roman legions crazy?

No.

I have 1,000 denarii to buy you.

I'll start by offering 500, and I'll raise
my offer depending on how the auction goes.

If someone outbids my
1,000, say you're pregnant.

This will make the price go down.
Do you understand?

- Wait up!
- What is it?

I'm not alone.

- He's my husband.
- Don't ever say you're married!

A slave woman has no other
man than her master.

You must buy us both!

- He looks half dead.
- It's only a wound in his leg.

It's a nasty one. They'll
have to cut his leg off.

He's the strongest
man you ever met.

As a healthy man, it will give you more
than 10 of the other men together.

I have little money, and
I must buy many slaves.

You will not regret it!

- I'll think it over.
- One more thing.

What?

Our expedition included a cart with
20 more prisoners and it's not here.

And?

My little brother was there:
a boy bold as a wild boar,

...as nimble as a deer
and as smart as an eagle.

You could write odes
for the Caesar.

He'd be a great buy
if you find him.

No, you could be a
great trader instead.

You'd better ask what happened to this
cart and the people inside it, or....

Hey!

I won't buy you.
You're too dangerous.

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry too.

Be quiet!

Julia?
He's here!

Freeze or I'll break her neck!

Drop your sword!

Call the others!

Do you want me to go and
leave you alone with him?

This morning the oracle told me
to listen to the warnings of Jupiter.

I sacrificed a dove,
and when I opened it,

I discovered a snake
identical to his scar.

This means 7 years of good luck.

My cousin, Gods are just symbolic
representations...

...made up by men to bear
the fear of their death.

The great Sibyl told me that I'd meet
a demigod from far away.

And you've just decided that
this scumbag is your demigod?

Hadrian!
Hadrian!

- Don't answer him.
- Grandma told us to catch him.

- What will she do to him?
- I don't know.

- You do know.
- She'll kill him, I guess.

And she'll turn 7 years of happiness
into 7 years of misfortune.

We must hide him.

- He's dangerous!
- We'll tie him up.

If he's a demigod, tying him
up will make no difference.

He's younger than us.
Do you really want him killed?

He would have killed you!

Distract your brother.
I will hide him.

Julia, he's not a cat or a
dog you'd get on a whim.

We must cover your wound,
or else nobody will buy you.

Why do you speak in Latin?

We have to speak in Latin,
if we want to survive.

Ai no dianaiu
mea llingua!

Mandonius, if your leg is not treated
soon, it will have to be cut off.

-Ai no dianaiu mea llingua!
- We lost our son on the way here.

I'll probably be
sent to a brothel.

Don't make things harder
than they already are!

Sta bo.

It's alright.
It's alright.

We have to be bought together,
and together we'll look for our son.

Gua meikas?

He's dead.

- What are you doing?
- I'm picking up his tunic.

It's a long one and it
will cover your wound.

You, get out!

Friends, Romans, compatriots...

This here is an outstanding lot.
Just admire it!

Behold this magnificent
group of 6 Numidians.

They can be sold separately,
in pairs, in groups of 3...

or for a fabulous offer of
12,000 denarii for all 6.

12,000 meager denarii...

...and you will be the sensation
of every party you organize.

Oh, look...

Can you imagine them,
in a banquet...

...carrying fruit bowls
for your guests?

And what about training
them for fights?

Have you ever seen two stark naked
Numidian women smeared with oil...

fighting between them?

That's the ultimate show,
let me tell you...!

And a safe bet for success...

for anyone wishing that
the fame of his meals...

...get to the ears of
the emperor himself.

3,000 denarii for the
two on the left!

The widow of Publius Catullus
starts the auction.

3,500!

3,800!

13,000 for all of them!

- Stop it, Antonius!
- They're spectacular!

Why would we need 6 Numidians of
the size of 6 horses at home?

- Maybe they can cook.
- We did not bid. It was a mistake.

You heard it, the bid
has been withdrawn.

You can still get the whole lot.

Did you buy anything?
No. It just started.

- Come with me.
- 3,500 for the two males. Any other bidder?

I hear 3,600 back there...

- Did you like the house?
- It's too small.

- But... - You'd better start
looking for another one.

Me?

We're forced to
share a room there.

You find it funny.

We'll get over it, Claudia. I'm
already used to your snoring.

I do not snore.

Wouldn't it be time for you
to give in a little...

to become a watered plant
before you dry out?

You stink.

Yeah. I'm bringing the sacred faecal
samples of the emperor with me.

He gave me two days
to heal his oblivion of desire.

- Oblivion of desire?
- Mm-hm.

Oh, there's two of us, then.

I need you to speak
with your mother.

You have to convince her to lend
me her book of remedies.

She will never give it to you.

I'm sure there's a special
formula for male potency there.

Are you sure it's not
for you instead?

Let's go behind that inner
door and I'll show it to you.

I'm not afraid of you.

Please take this seriously.
Our future is at stake here.

- Talk to her.
- We don't get along.

Negotiate, then. She's
a great negotiator.

As my wife, you are bound to...

7,000... 7,100 back there...

- 7.200. That's the way I like it...
- 8,000!

I need to get Octavius
Augustus' trust back.

You will never get mine back.

Will you ever forgive me?

I'm feeling dizzy. Go and
buy the slaves you need.

The starting price
will be 2,000 denarii.

Two males for Publius' widow, three
females for Eliseus the banker...

Take them away.

A great unit of the lot
is still available.

Anyone willing to take him
home for 1,500 denarii?

What do you think, Pompey? They
say Numidians are great drivers.

Too expensive, Sir. And Iberians
are better riders than Numidians.

Senator Casca offers 1,500!
1,600 anyone?

Are you sure?

I have two daughters to marry.
I just can't bring this big man home!

Owning African slaves gives
you a family status.

- We have Hasdrubal.
- He's older than the Parthenon!

And he's white like us.
It doesn't make you look rich.

1,500 once, 1,500 twice...

Sold to senator
Julius Aurelius Casca!

And now, my friends and
clients of this one,

the best slave trading
house in all Hispania,

I'd like to present to
you a remarkable group.

This is a set of 7
Iberian prisoners...

Oh, 6 Iberian prisoners, just
caught on the faraway...

and dangerous Northern lands.

Iberians, to the yard!

Quiklom.

Quiklom,
meikin a filam!

- Remember, we must be bought together.
- I wasn't born to be a slave.

You were born to be my
husband and never desert me.

Are you hungry?

Marcia. Bring me that bag.

I bought some pies
at the harbour.

There are rabbit pieces
and chicken livers.

They're soaked with wine.

This is a land of vineyards. I've seen
them everywhere along the way.

We could try to graft them
with a good Marsala sprout.

You like wine a lot,
my daughter in law.

It makes me forget that I'm married
with your son, my dear mother-in-law.

- Is someone missing?
- Eh?

- Where's Julia?
- She was arranging the altar of Vesta.

She didn't notice
anything, as always.

Go get her, Marcus.

- I'll do it!
- You're too young.

- No, I'm not.
- What are you hiding from us?

Nothing...

I'm very old and you're very young.
You can't fool me.

What are you hiding?

- How did you do this?
- What do you care?

You'd better be nice if you
want a piece of bread.

I could kill you right now.

I was born with this
snake on my arm.

- Which day?
- I was born at night.

Like the demons.

Do you Iberians have gods?

I am not an Iberian.
I'm an Ilergete like my father.

But I was born on the other side
of the Great river, very far from here.

So how come you speak
my language so well?

My mother was a slave
of a Roman.

But my father released her when
he attacked some salt mines.

I want water.

- Son of a...!
- Stop it!

Julia, stay away
from this beast now!

- He's not a beast!
- Come here immediately!

You will spend 4 hours
softening clothes in the yard.

The oracle told me...

I'm the one who understands
oracles in this house!

Marcus, you know what to do.

Marcus!

Please don't kill me!

Lift your head. I'll make a clean cut
in your throat and you won't suffer.

- This is pathetic!
- Is this a joke, Cloquius?

They're tougher than mules.
They're never cold.

Women give great birth.

And men can hunt rabbits and
fish trout with their hands.

They're so skinny!

But they just made more
than 300 miles barefooted!

Look, they don't need sandals!

They have a stone crust
on the soles of their feet.

By Juno, I can smell
it from here!

Send them to the circus instead.
You'll get more out of them there.

I assure you that
once you feed them,

...you will have the best servants
that you could have ever dreamed of!

Young ones know how to massage,

and the old ones
are great craftsmen...

Give them a hoe and they'll
grow big orchards for you...

Nonsense...!

And women are passionate lovers
who'll never say no to anything.

Friends, compatriots,
believe me...

I've been trading with Iberians for years
now, and nobody ever complained to me.

10,000 denarii for the whole the lot.
And I'm still losing money.

Come on, you're nuts!

Take advantage of
this unique offer!

10,000 for 6 is not that bad.

Two of them are very old.
They won't last long.

- How much money did Drusilla give you?
- 15,000 denarii.

We'd still have 5,000 more
to bet them against the dice.

What?

They recommended a fashionable
city tavern to me.

Only select people, and they play
the best dice games in the country.

I don't know, Pompey.
If my mother ever knows...

You'll find first class material under
these layers of dirt, believe me!

Booh, you think we're stupid...?

She's marvellous!

Do you really mean to take
this band of bums home?

Kill him!
Right now!

No! Nooo!

Both of them!

Kill them all!

For all the gods' sake!

It's a miracle! Jupiter in person
is sending it to protect him!

It's the louse in his head,
which attracted the pigeon.

- Come on, grandma!
- Please let him live!

We need slaves, anyway.

He has the right to live.
He proved to be brave.

- And he's strong and clever.
- And he speaks Latin.

Let's see...

Is there anybody from your people
hidden here or in the vicinity?

Bind him tight
to the neck of the mule.

We'll see if Hasdrubal
is able to tame him.

It looks like we no
longer need to hide.

As for the dead...

We already know what to do.

Nooo! Noooo!

We won't be witnesses of
a slaughter, Cloquius!

Public executions are prohibited
by express order of the emperor.

This is not an execution.
It's self-defence.

No way!

They're my merchandise and no one
can tell me what to do about them.

We came to civilize this land.

We're educated and refined people.
Not murderers.

I bid 1,000 denarii
for the woman!

1,200!

10,000 for all!

-15,000 and I take them all!
- This is crazy, Sir!

15,000.

Anyone? Nobody?
They're mine.

They're all yours! You can
take them away right now.

I don't want to
see them anymore!

Son of a bitch!

Do we need to stay here?

It's warm and cosy!

I don't like to be
outside the house.

We could have waited for
the men to come back.

- I'm a man, mum!
- You haven't proved it yet.

- Do you want me to prove it to you?
- Not to me. To grandma.

Look!

That fire is in
front of our house.

What are they burning?

- I smell meat.
- Lamb, pork, beef?

Person?

Go faster.

- Bastards!
- Hold on a little more!

- Bastards!
- They could hear you!

My leg hurts!

They won't stand it, Sir.

I couldn't care less now.
Faster!

What kind of slaves are those?

I told them to buy at a
good price, but this...

- They're scary.
- They're disgusting.

What the heck are we doing here?
We were so well in Rome...

Our family will always be there where
business calls: close to the Caesar.

They are Iberians!

We can't go any faster!
Please!

We're exhausted!

- Don't beg!
- But...

Don't beg!

- Hold on, we're almost there.
- So the young woman speaks Latin?

Yes, Sir.

Slow down a bit.

Your mercy is proportional
to the beauty of the slaves.

I like polite people
even they're dirty.

I'm sure you'll wash her.

Where did these
dirt bags come from?

- Pompey will take your complaints.
- There wasn't much to choose.

I don't want them in my house.

Tarraco is full of newcomers.
There are no slaves left.

There is more demand than offer.

Hasdrubal, stay here and make
sure none of them gets in.

Not until I authorize it.

I'm the head of this family, and
I'm the one who authorizes things.

We'll discuss it inside.

They're ours! They're from the
group with whom Arinsal ran away!

Do you think it's funny?

Very much so. I don't know who
smells worse. The pig or you.

I'd like to see you tied up like me
in the middle of my town square.

Do you live in a town? And do
you even have a square there?

All that is left of it are the footprints
of your soldiers on its ashes.

- You have company outside.
- More pigs?

Some slaves.
Iberians like you.

Bring them some buckets of water.
They're dying of thirst.

You're not such a bad person
to be a Roman.

- You're not wearing any underwear!
- What is underwear?

Iberians are savage people.

They didn't kill us because
the Gods wanted it that way.

Because you were more
savage than them, grandma.

It's a disaster. I have counted two women
and two useful men. And one is wounded.

I'll check them one by one. Worthless
ones will go to the galleys.

- Galleys won't want the old ones either.
- What about the circus?

How shall we keep an eye on them?
We don't have any personal guard.

Soldiers are very cheap.
50 sestertii a week.

We need at least 5 soldiers.
That's 1,000 sestertii a month.

Aren't we rich?
We have business, boats...

After two shipwrecks and the
robbery of our best ship,

...the only thing we have
are debts.

Couldn't Caesar grant
us protection for free?

We should talk about Caesar.

I guess you're his right-hand
man again, aren't you?

I'll be as soon as I fix
one small issue he has.

What is it?

In private.

Won't you tell us about
the private life of Caesar?

No. Doctors must be discreet.

Too bad!

They don't wear any underwear!

Neither do I.

Uata!

Uata!

- Isn't he...?
- What?

It's Arinsal!

- Ama!
- Arinsal!

Hey you, kid!
Where did you come from?

Did you hear me?

Tell him not to play the hero because I
can kill him with no explanation needed!

- Don't touch my boy!
- So you speak Latin too, eh?

Leave him alone!
He's our son!

There are no sons, wives,
husbands, or anything here!

You are things, things of the masters,
things from the Scipio house.

Do you understand what I say?

If you stop behaving
like beasts,

if you prove that
you're human beings,

with a brain under this nest
of louse that you call head,

you'll become the servants
that my masters need.

You just need a spark
of intelligence...

and that you appreciate
your life more...

...than the awkward
call of instinct.

If you learn fast,

and show diligence with the
tasks entrusted to you,

...you will live better
than you ever dreamed of.

Understood?

Come on, you can drink
some water now.

Come on!

Drop that stone!

Next time, I cut off
two of your fingers.

The great Caesar Augustus,
the master of the world,

has a dead sparrow
between his legs.

- What did you just do with your tongue?
- Didn't you like it?

Hey, you.
If you're so smart as you seem to be,

you must know what you have
a great future in this house.

If this pig ever touches
you, I'll kill him!

Have some rest, will you?

Can I touch it?
If it doesn't give you the creeps...