La via Augusta (2007): Season 1, Episode 11 - La nit del foc - full transcript
You and me will never have a son.
Claudia...
Don't you ever touch me again!
You must go find the seed which
conceived the little slave.
What are you talking about?
The brawny slave.
Arinsal's father.
If your seed bears fruit
inside my daughter's womb,
and this fruit is male,
...gladiator school
will be over for you.
This will be within many moons.
Maybe I'll dead by then.
Just try to be alive.
You've got goose bumps.
And your heart beats as if you'd
have a wild horse inside.
- What are you afraid of?
- Let go of me!
Go away or I'll have you killed.
Last night you cried out
a name in your sleep.
A name?
You kept saying...
Mandoni.
You won't get away with this.
The emperor has at least
half a dozen pigeons
who say you're the traitor.
Everything's over, my son!
THE VIA AUGUSTA
XI. Bonfire night.
The villa in Pompeii, the 5 houses
in Rome, the fields of Gaul,
and the Massalia hot springs.
Did he own some hot springs?
Corrupt people have
a bit of everything.
How lucky!
And 320 slaves in the
vineyards of Etruria.
- You're well informed.
- I like to know those who come home.
- I gather didn't know me enough.
- I was younger then.
- What do you think?
- I don't know...
I'm immensely rich
but I just feel as usual.
Marcia!
A proper widow must know
how to mourn her husband.
And just receive her
inheritance with resignation.
Has anyone seen Marcus?
I guess he's fighting the hot
weather with the Greek slut.
A patrician from Rome just arrived, madam.
Who is it?
He said he's the executor
of the late general.
What's an executor?
Someone who knows the last
will of the deceased...
and takes care that everything
will be done accordingly.
What's his name?
Aurelius.
You?
Yes, Drusilla, me.
- Marcus, please!
- What's the matter?
You can't just come her and jump
over me as if I were a horse!
- It's what I've always done.
- Yes, but...
- I have money on me.
- Things have changed.
Oh yes indeed!
I've been in campaign,
I've become a proud man
- ...with projects in life...
- Listen to me...
- Marcus!
- What is he doing here?
This is my husband.
Lydia!
We never talked about
getting married...
But if that's what you'd want...
This is my husband,
Rufus Agrippa.
Oh!
We joined forces.
I have the gladiators and the
bets, and Lydia has the girls.
We control all the vice in Tarraco
and we're doing real good.
Congratulations.
Don't be sad.
There's other girls out there.
There's this Armenian dancer
that I'm sure you'll love.
All the women I like end
up marrying someone else.
- Maybe you're just lucky.
- Or maybe a sign.
What do you mean?
I'm a soldier and I must
fight for my territory.
I don't get you.
I don't either.
Excuse me.
Vespasian's life,
as a good soldier,
toughened in
hundreds of battles,
always away
from family affection.
Only in recent times his
life had been rewarded
by the bliss of an
unexpected marriage...
and the company of a
beautiful and young woman...
who made him recover the
enthusiasm and the desire to live.
We don't have all day, Aurelius.
Say what you have to say.
It's very hot, don't waste your breath.
I'll make it short.
The person who will inherit all the
property from our most beloved Vespasian...
-...is me.
- I knew it!
The moment I saw you walk in the door,
I said to myself:
Here he comes to ruin our lives!
These are the documents.
You can check them out.
It's all lie!
I talked to Vespasian many times and
he never told me anything about this.
Well, it's here in black and white.
For the inheritance to belong
to your granddaughter...
they should have been married
for at least a year.
You know that Vespasian and I
were milk brothers.
You must have been
breastfed by a snake.
Neither the years nor the
money have changed you.
You're the same as ever.
Please excuse my mother, Aurelius.
She...
She can defend herself, Claudia.
We'll talk this over more calmly as soon
as you let it all soak in, Drusilla.
May peace be with you all.
I didn't come here to bring war.
So I'm not rich anymore?
Come out, Julia.
I don't like being spied on.
What are you doing?
I'm praying.
- To the Messiah?
- No.
To my god.
- Isn't he the Messiah?
- No.
The Messiah will
be his messenger.
The day he comes, the world will
end and we'll return to paradise.
Paradise?
Yes, a place with rivers
of milk and honey.
I don't like honey.
Everything will be
beautiful in paradise.
There won't be anything
we won't like.
- And when will it be?
- The arrival of the Messiah?
Nobody knows.
Oh...
But you'd better do your homework.
It won't happen tomorrow.
How will we know it's him?
By a sign...
I guess it will be a
miracle, some light...
One of my spies in Rome just
sent me some disturbing news.
- I wouldn't worry about it.
- You never worry about anything.
Spies charge for informing.
If they don't anything to tell...
they lose their job.
It's from one of
my most loyal men.
As much as Vespasian was?
Spare me your irony.
I'm talking about Maecenas!
As you well know, he doesn't
need the pay of a spy.
He has more money than
you and me together.
What's that?
I must purge you.
I don't know how you do it, but you
always end up attacking my rear end.
If you'd follow your diet...
This time is for real.
They want to murder me.
That's what Maecenas says.
Some senators want the republic.
They accuse me of not having
enough interest in state affairs.
What can I do about it?
- Just keep a vigilant eye.
- On whom?
On a man who just arrived from
Rome and who, as I understand...
the first thing he did in Tarraco
was visiting your house.
- You mean...
- Senator Marcus Aurelius Sempronius.
Let him in.
Come in, Aurelius.
- Is it a bad time?
- Life is a bad time, my friend.
- But nobody wants to die.
- How was your trip?
I couldn't say. I've
travelled sedated.
You look a little pale.
Open your mouth...
Stick your tongue out.
I may still have some motion
sickness effects on me.
His tongue is white.
He needs a purge.
Thanks, but no thanks.
He's really good at it.
- That won't be really necessary.
- I insist.
I heard you have been visiting
my dear wife Livia a lot lately.
She wants to build a foster
home for soldiers' widows.
You know I like architecture.
So you've been talking
about architecture?
What else?
Go ahead, Pompey.
Let the great Aurelius say that
he left the palace as a new man.
We need Vespasian's money.
I have an idea!
We could kill Aurelius.
I'd be happy to do it,
but how could you justify the murder...
of one of Caesar's
wife's closest friends.
I just wanted to help.
- Mother...
- What?
There's something else, right?
He's right.
Your behaviour looks strange.
And what about yours?
They steal a treasure from your
daughter right under your nose...
and you look as happy as a clam.
I remember as a child to have
seen Aurelius at home a lot.
He was a friend of
your father, so what?
I also remember it, and suddenly,
one day he never came back again.
I'm going! I'm sick to my stomach.
You make me want to throw up.
I hadn't seen her like this since
the death of Julius Caesar.
- Who's there?
- It's me.
I'm sleeping.
What is it, mother?
I have a headache.
Is it a headache...
or are they headaches instead?
Alright.
We were lovers.
What?
Your father and I
were never happy.
Stop staring at me like that.
Your father had dozens of lovers.
Like Pompey.
It must be a doctors' habit.
And why didn't divorce him?
Why don't you?
For the children.
I asked Aurelius
to wait for me and...
And he didn't.
Enough.
I don't want to talk anymore!
Mother...
There's no harm in showing
you have feelings.
What about Mandoni and you?
- Why are you bringing up Mandoni?
- Did he get you pregnant?
It's such a shame to see
you refusing to be loved.
Who's there?
- It's me! Marcia, open the door!
- Marcia, it's for you.
It's Marcus!
I don't want to talk to
you or to anybody now!
I'm just a poor woman.
I love you, Marcia, let's marry.
Do you really want us to?
You and I are made for each other.
We're like...
We're like...
...like...
- Like the moon and the stars?
- Yes.
- Like spring and the nightingale?
- Yes.
Like Marcus Antonius
and Cleopatra?
- His love really comes from inside!
- You're drunk!
Drunk of love for you!
We must get married, Marcia.
Lydia opened my eyes.
Lydia?
It's not what you think.
She just married Rufus Agrippa.
What do I care? Neither she nor you
or your love will fix things for me.
- What do you need to be fixed?
- I'm poor!
I don't care.
Poor or rich...
I love you, and I want you.
I want you too, Marcus.
And I want to sleep!
Will it be much longer?
Go to the barn and
wait for me there.
- Mandoni...
- What?
- Did you hear that?
- What?
Thieves.
Give me a weapon.
- I trust thieves more than I do you.
- What if you have to fight?
- What's up?
- Why are you attacking me?
I'm sorry, I didn't remember
that you sleep here.
Why are you naked?
- Come!
- What?
- Come with me.
- Where to?
- I'm sorry but you have to leave.
- Why?
- Because you can't be here!
- Leave me alone!
- Just go!
- Let me get dressed.
- I'm sorry, there is no time!
- I won't leave naked!
What the heck are
you both doing?
- Marcus attacked me with a sandal.
- He thinks he owns the barn!
And you take off your
clothes to discuss it?
Oh!
What's going on here?
I guess it's too hot
in here, Marcia.
Too hot...
Are you leaving so early?
I've got a day's
ride ahead of me.
Why are you going to Barcino?
Because I'm a doctor and I
spend all day giving enemas.
Maecenas is there.
Caesar wants me to talk to him.
But I'll be there for
other reasons too.
Tarraco is getting awfully big.
And there's no hospital.
I'll try to convince him...
I'm a selfish woman,
I don't want you to leave me alone.
Your family is here.
Can I come with you?
No... no...
It's a dull trip.
What's wrong with us?
Well...
we've been living...
under your mother's stranglehold
for twenty years now.
Twenty years!
It's always my fault in the end.
And mine.
Are you going with someone else?
Arinsal.
You can't leave him
here, can you?
I can't, and you know it.
And if I'd tell you
that I'm pregnant?
Claudia...
We tried, didn't we?
We tried and it didn't work.
We'd better stop
hurting each other.
Let's try to be just friends.
Do you want a divorce?
And you?
Do you want it?
- Did you get water?
- And salt?
- Why should I want salt?
- Go take it!
Don't worry.
Barcino is not that far away.
When it comes to Arinsal,
everything's far away for me.
I'm not used to the heat;
it makes me nervous.
You're always staring at me.
I wonder why.
If you were a man...
you wouldn't wonder.
I worry about him. They say
the road is full of thieves.
And you don't worry about me?
- You know how to defend yourself.
- Not from everything.
For instance, I can't defend
myself from my own lust.
Got it.
Salt.
Salt prevents blood from
getting dry when it's hot.
Let's go.
I will defend Arinsal
with my life.
- Is that hot water?
- Yes, madam.
My feet feel as if I'd spent
the night stomping grapes.
- Where do I put it?
- Follow me.
You wouldn't want me to wash my
feet in the middle of the corridor.
Do you want me to do it?
No, bring the girl with
the frightened face.
- Laietana?
- Whatever.
- What is this dirt bag doing here?
- I came to see you.
If you don't leave immediately,
I'll stab you with a spear.
It's what you do with
thieves, you kill them.
Is it all for the inheritance?
Bring me a spear!
I waited 8 years
for you, Drusilla.
Do you think this
still affects me?
The sun has gone up and down
many times after those days.
And the world has kept on
turning like a cart wheel.
I had ten children.
Eight of them died in my arms.
Pirates sunk more than
12 of my boats...
and I had 24 of them built.
I've known the Republic
and two emperors.
And my bed has seen men
of all sizes and colours.
Impressive!
When is the spear coming?
Vespasian and I made a
pact when we were young.
We put it in writing and
in each other's will.
But I think that if he had lived, he
would have wanted justice to be done.
What's on your mind?
I've thought about it...
and I believe the Scipios also have
right to the Vespasian's fortune.
So, after much consideration...
I'd say there's a good solution
for everyone which could solve this.
I get married.
This way the money would
be yours and mine.
You get married?
With Vespasian's widow.
Marcia.
So what's your answer?
- Getting married again?
- No way!
- That would be a solution.
- Apart from the inheritance, is he rich?
- Marcia, don't be so childish!
- Childish? She's practical.
- Your father won't like it.
- Aurelius is filthy rich.
What do you think, Drusilla?
Sometimes money is
not everything.
- Grandma?
- Let her talk.
I wouldn't like to see my
granddaughter marry an old man.
He's as old as Vespasian!
- I agree with mother.
- And lose everything?
I'll do as I see fit!
Or rather, what's best for me!
- Marcia!
- I'm not like my mother.
You'll never entangle me.
Marcia! Yesterday I was drunk
and I told you many things.
I'm sober now.
And I can tell you that I feel the same.
- You know I'm marrying Aurelius?
- What?
- He asked me to marry me.
- What did you answer?
- I'm thinking it over.
- You have to marry me!
He's rich, he's from one of best families
in Rome and he's very attractive!
- Attractive?
- Yes, he is.
- You told me you wanted me.
- What about it?
I also want new sandals
and I won't marry them.
- I'll fight for you!
- Against whom?
How can you be so cold?
I'm hot...
but if I have to choose between being
hot or being rich, I chose the latter.
A poor hot woman
won't go anywhere.
If the queen of Egypt
fills her bathtub...
with 50 amphorae
filled with donkey milk...
And every donkey gives half
an amphora's worth of milk,
How many donkeys will she
need to fill her bathtub?
A donkey's assload?
- Do you think you're funny?
- Idiot!
- You fool!
- Stupid!
By the beards of Abraham,
shut up and get to work!
I'm sick of you, you
irresponsible brats...!
- Aaron!
- I'm okay. I'm okay.
It's your fault!
It happens to me sometimes,
it's the humours...
I get my bile up and my
phlegm down, or something.
- But you won't die, right?
- I hope not.
- You'll never die. You are the Messiah.
- What did you just say!?
You made it rain,
you made the rain stop.
And yesterday you got Marcia to
return to her room untouched.
- What's this Messiah thing?
- A holy man sent by his god.
He makes miracles.
One day he'll take us all to a place
with rivers of milk and butter.
Honey.
If he could make miracles he
wouldn't need to beg to live.
He makes miracles but he
doesn't know about it,
because great men are not
aware of what they are.
I'd like some water, please.
Hasdrubal!
Hasdrubal!
Give me some water, quick!
- What?
- Water!
It's not for me, it's for Aaron.
He's feeling a bit dizzy.
I'm not surprised, after all
his night out activities.
Hurry up!
Hasdrubal this, Hasdrubal that...
Always going up an down.
- A rat!
- What?
I just saw a rat there.
Gross!
Where?
Oh, rats...
I didn't see any...
- Here.
- Thanks, Hasdrubal.
What's this?
Water.
Wine.
I filled it with water!
Aaron! You've made
another miracle!
- What miracle?
- You turned water into wine.
- This could be a very popular miracle.
- You are the Messiah!
- No, I'm not!
- I swear I filled it with water!
I'm not the Messiah, Julia!
Listen... Could you make a
few jars for me at noon?
Three ships from Alexandria with silk
from the East, ivory and bronze.
One from Ragusa with
50 Dalmatian slaves.
I don't know why you need me.
You could take care of business alone.
You know what I think?
I think one day you women will be
doctors, judges, senators...
And you'll even be...
actresses!
What's wrong, Claudia?
It's as if you weren't here.
- Nothing. I'm the same as usual.
- It's about Pompey.
That's how he is.
You can't do anything about it.
I can give him a son.
A male.
From Mandoni.
From my gladiator?
It's what mother says.
She told you that you
and Mandoni...?
Pompey and I tried.
- But...
- Okay....
You can't deny the boy
looks really apt...
- He'd deserve it.
- Who? Mandoni or mother?
Claudia, your daughter
cannot marry Aurelius.
Marcia wants to marry Aurelius?
And Aurelius wants it too?
It would be a terrible mistake.
He's a dangerous man.
He wants to destroy our family.
He told me he'd help me
with my senator career.
- Don't be so dumb, by Jupiter!
- We get along very well.
He's messing with us.
He also wants to get into
the gladiator business.
- We have a meeting today.
- You see?
He'll try to meddle
in our business.
He'll play us off
against each other.
How could he benefit from that?
You don't know him
as well as I do.
What's the matter
with her lately?
She's hurt.
I didn't know women
were admitted in here.
They'll let anyone in
as long as you pay.
- Do you like fights?
- As much as you.
- Fights to death too?
- Death makes bets more interesting.
Who would you put your money on?
Both of them.
But not on you.
Not on me?
In Tarraco bets are already up
to see if you'll be able...
to do something with my granddaughter.
What are the odds?
You'd be surprised of the
little credit you have.
This means that you will
try stop the wedding?
With all my strength.
But the Marcia is like you:
she's ambitious. How will you do it?
Marcia won't do anything
without consulting me first.
Do you really hate me that much?
You don't hate a dog.
You speak like a woman in love.
Maybe you are in love instead.
Given this obsession
of yours to hurt me.
Mandoni!
Come over here.
Madam.
My son-in-law is away.
He's gone to Barcino.
If you know what I mean.
With all due the respect,
I'm not a whore.
You're much less than a whore.
You're a slave.
Claudia doesn't want it either.
She loves her husband
as much as I love my wife.
You're mistaken again.
You don't have a wife.
She belongs to me. I can
do as I please to her.
Make sure she's pregnant soon.
Or I won't stop until I see
you dead on the arena.
Agrippa: 30 aurei to Mandoni
in his first fight.
Hasdrubal, take Numantia with
you to Tarraco and sell her.
Reselling Numantia?
Why?
Because I say so.
She's a good slave,
she works a lot.
Just sell her for the highest
possible price. You're dismissed.
If I may say so...
This is a mistake.
I don't need to explain,
but I'll do it.
Pompey lusts after her.
You can't blame him for that.
Well, I do, because he's
hurting my daughter.
So that's it!
I don't want to see her anymore.
You too?
Me?
I remember you were a very...
explosive man.
I'm an old man now.
Lust has no age.
That's true.
Just let others die of lust.
We've got a lot of things to do.
So just go and sell Numantia.
This afternoon.
Won't you tell me what
are we waiting for?
- No.
- It's getting late.
- We must wait.
- Why?
Madam's orders.
You could have taken
Laietana with you instead.
- Madam's orders.
- But what are we doing here?
What do you do in a forum?
You buy and sell.
- We didn't bring anything to sell!
- Well...
Numantia, please forgive me!
Is this the girl?
No.
Stop her!
Take her away.
I'll be right back.
No, Hasdrubal! Don't do it!
No, Hasdrubal!
Does she moan like this in bed?
Give me what you want
and let's finish this.
We're running out of wine.
Go get some more!
Go get it yourself.
You're drinking for everyone else!
I drink not to see myself.
If you drink, you won't see anything today.
But tomorrow you'll see things worse.
Aaron, we're running out of wine!
- Make a miracle, come on!
- Leave me alone!
Hey, hey...
Let's all sing!
You'd better sleep
it over instead.
I won't sleep today.
Today I will...
What is it, Hasdrubal?
Are you sad?
I'm not a man.
I'm a worm!
Or rather,
I'm a filthy rat!
Do you know where Numantia is?
Where is she hiding?
Or maybe she won't party if she's
not with her dear Mandoni?
Stop drinking or you'll collapse!
Some days that's all I'd want.
- Look!
- It's dad!
Pompey!
Can I tell him
you're the Messiah?
I'm not.
Don't be so weary.
What if you are and you do not know? My
father is a doctor, he could check you out.
Check out for what?
To see if you're different than
the rest of ordinary mortals.
You may have 3 kidneys
or 6 fingers on each foot.
What are you doing?
Julia!
You're really having a
good time without me.
- How were things up Barcino?
- Quite good.
I may get to build a hospital.
- A hospital!
- Yes.
Here's a man
who loves his job!
There's also a rumour of a
conspiracy to murder Caesar.
The same old song.
Rome can't stand peace.
Rome will end up destroying itself.
That's impossible.
Can you imagine a world
without our empire?
Where's mother?
- Oh, your mother...
- I can't see her.
She left.
Where?
I couldn't tell.
What's going on?
Where is she?
Where is mother?
Ask Hasdrubal.
- He told me she's gone.
- He's got a lot of nerve.
Why?
Oh, boy...
What's going on, Osca?
The madam sold your mother.
What a couple of harpies,
you and your mother!
You haven't stopped until
you kicked her away.
- Who are you talking about?
- Numantia.
- What about her?
- You sold her!
What?
Don't pretend you don't know!
I swear on your
daughters that I don't!
I won't let anything
happen to her!
- But you don't mind hurting me instead?
- Tell me how I'm hurting you!
By showing me how you want her!
I'm sick of this house,
and your mother!
Sick of intrigues and lies.
Sick of myself!!
I don't want to live
with that anymore.
Then just go.
That's what you say?
What should I say?
I love you...
I'll follow you wherever you go.
That's what you could say to me.
Marcia?
Marcia!
Marcia!
What does this mean?
- Get away from me.
- Liar. You brought me here.
- I'll hurt you.
- Even more?
Go away.
- I will kidnap you now.
- Really?
I'll take you to a seaside village,
and we'll make love day and night.
- And what are we supposed to live on?
- We'll fish, we'll hunt...
- I can't fish.
- I'll do it.
I'll plant some wheat
and I'll raise some horses.
Would you really do
all this for me?
Marcus.
Couldn't you do something
for us to get rich?
Like what?
You could talk to Caesar.
You saved his gold, so
he's in debt with you.
Okay.
I'll talk to him.
I don't want to marry Aurelius,
but I don't want to fish either.
I don't want you to get home sweating
from spending all day with the spade.
Do you understand?
- I'll do whatever you say.
- Really?
Marcus...
Well...
Everything would be alright if Aurelius
wouldn't have taken my inheritance away.
What are you talking about?
Big-game hunting.
Caesar, you look very annoyed.
Go out for a walk.
It's a beautiful night.
As beautiful as for someone
to murder me in a dark alley.
There are no dark alleys today.
There are bonfires everywhere.
All the more reason.
They can burn me!
Summer has arrived.
It's the night of love.
I'm in danger!
Look at this.
Taste it!
For you!
You see?
- He won't eat it.
- Dogs won't eat figs.
He won't eat it because
it's poisoned!
And he knows it.
Dogs have a special sense of smell
to detect harmful substances.
You're out of control, Caesar.
You should try to get some
rest in the island of Elba.
Sure, in Elba, so they
can poison me there!
What was that?
A Moon stone!
Even the Moon wants to kill me!
No. It's an astronomical phenomenon;
it's not the first time I see it.
- Once in Syracuse...
- Stop it!
The gods are speaking to me.
Can I help you, oh Caesar?
Declare a curfew throughout Tarraco.
No one is allowed to go out in the streets.
Coming...!
What do you want at this hour?
- I need to talk with you.
- You got me out of bed!
Open the door!
- Where is Numantia?
- What are you doing?
I bought her, she's mine!
Lydia!
Lydia!
Let go of my husband, sir!
He hasn't done anything,
and neither have I.
- Buying a slave is not against the law.
- She's mine, I bought her.
The sale was made
without my permission.
You can take her with you.
But you must pay for her.
I will pay whatever it costs.
I'm no longer needed here.
Goodbye.
Yes, run away!
So you don't have to pay us back!
This will suffice.
Let's get back home.
- We've treated her well.
- Let's go!
Curfew!
Caesar just declared a curfew!
You can't go out in the streets!
They're full of soldiers!
They've been ordered to kill anyone
who may not be under a roof!
Curfew for everyone!
Curfew!
You can sleep here.
It's the honour guests' room.
What about her?
It's up to you, but the bed
is big enough for two people.
Even for five people.
I checked it out.
I can sleep on the floor.
To each her own.
Oh, the night of love.
The night which starts off summer
and I don't have any customers!
I don't understand why
they declared a curfew.
I leave you some water,
in case you get thirsty.
Agrippa and I will be at
the end of the corridor.
The kitchen is on the right.
Have a good night.
Hasdrubal!
Where are you
hiding, you coward?
It's not his fault.
He only does as he's told.
Good evening!
The owner or the head of the house?
I'm the head of the house.
What do you want?
We're bringing this gladiator from
the school and an order from Caesar.
A curfew has been declared throughout
city and the nearby villas.
A curfew?
Why?
Only Caesar knows.
Everyone must go inside their houses.
They took her away!
What?
They've taken mum to Tarraco!
What for?
To sell her!
It can't be true.
Is it true?
- Never heard about it.
- What has sold her?
I have the right to know!
Me!
Son of a bitch!
I'll kill you!
I only did as I was told!
They were mistress's orders!
But why?
What did Numantia do?
Ask yourself what haven't
you done instead!
Mandoni!
Make your people
go home right now!
Come on!
Everybody home!
The party is over.
Kill me.
Why are you punishing
her instead of me?
Kill me!
Don't worry about her.
Pompey went out looking for her.
Pompey?
Numantia is a lucky woman.
She has everything I don't have.
Why do you want me to kill you?
Because I'm already dead.
What will you do to me?
I'll take you back home.
And what will I
do at your house?
They'll get rid of me as
soon as you're not there.
The house you know is not my place.
I've never had a
place of my own.
Why don't you let me go?
Where to?
Anywhere, with my son.
What about Mandoni?
Mandoni's not made for peace.
And I can't resist more war.
I just can't.
I love you.
What?
You know that.
Whenever I wanted a
slave, I just had her.
Why not now?
- Well...
- Tell me why.
I don't know.
You do.
How did you get in?
I just walked in.
You have no right
to be in my room.
- It wouldn't be the first time either.
- Why are you here?
I'm still waiting for an answer.
Marcia will not marry you.
Get it out of your head.
We would join two
fortunes, two families.
- Think about it.
- I already did.
It's a pity, because I've spent half
my life trying to buld ties with you.
Ties?
So that you can strangle me?
Well, if that's your final word...
I have no other choice than
to ask you the big question.
Will you marry me?
You?
And me?
You heard right.
I'd rather jump from the Tarpeian
rock than marry you.
I'd rather let the
crows eat my eyes.
Do you think you can come back here after
40 years and pretend nothing happened?
After so many nights
crying for you, after...
And now, if you ask me to...
I'll just go.
Bring me a spear!
Omens are awful, Pompey.
Two will die.
So you will be
our stepfather?
The husband of your mother.
What about me?
You want to murder
Caesar at my house?
Do you understand why
you're the 12th man now?
Murdering Augustus on my
mother's wedding day?
What kind of plan is this?
If it all works out,
you'll be a senator.
You're about to be my grandfather but you
don't look at me like a grandfather.
Free!
Free!
We three will leave
Tarraco tonight.
- What?
- You heard right.
- Are you going to get Numantia?
- I have to go.
We're all in danger, Pompey.
All of us.
A hundred soldiers will
come for us shortly.
- I can't betray my people.
- Don't let him suffer, please.
- Pompey just beat us to it.
- What do we do now?
We have Claudia.
We'll offer an exchange.
He's planning a plot
against Augustus.
The weeding is a setup.
***Fansubs by MoonCT***
Claudia...
Don't you ever touch me again!
You must go find the seed which
conceived the little slave.
What are you talking about?
The brawny slave.
Arinsal's father.
If your seed bears fruit
inside my daughter's womb,
and this fruit is male,
...gladiator school
will be over for you.
This will be within many moons.
Maybe I'll dead by then.
Just try to be alive.
You've got goose bumps.
And your heart beats as if you'd
have a wild horse inside.
- What are you afraid of?
- Let go of me!
Go away or I'll have you killed.
Last night you cried out
a name in your sleep.
A name?
You kept saying...
Mandoni.
You won't get away with this.
The emperor has at least
half a dozen pigeons
who say you're the traitor.
Everything's over, my son!
THE VIA AUGUSTA
XI. Bonfire night.
The villa in Pompeii, the 5 houses
in Rome, the fields of Gaul,
and the Massalia hot springs.
Did he own some hot springs?
Corrupt people have
a bit of everything.
How lucky!
And 320 slaves in the
vineyards of Etruria.
- You're well informed.
- I like to know those who come home.
- I gather didn't know me enough.
- I was younger then.
- What do you think?
- I don't know...
I'm immensely rich
but I just feel as usual.
Marcia!
A proper widow must know
how to mourn her husband.
And just receive her
inheritance with resignation.
Has anyone seen Marcus?
I guess he's fighting the hot
weather with the Greek slut.
A patrician from Rome just arrived, madam.
Who is it?
He said he's the executor
of the late general.
What's an executor?
Someone who knows the last
will of the deceased...
and takes care that everything
will be done accordingly.
What's his name?
Aurelius.
You?
Yes, Drusilla, me.
- Marcus, please!
- What's the matter?
You can't just come her and jump
over me as if I were a horse!
- It's what I've always done.
- Yes, but...
- I have money on me.
- Things have changed.
Oh yes indeed!
I've been in campaign,
I've become a proud man
- ...with projects in life...
- Listen to me...
- Marcus!
- What is he doing here?
This is my husband.
Lydia!
We never talked about
getting married...
But if that's what you'd want...
This is my husband,
Rufus Agrippa.
Oh!
We joined forces.
I have the gladiators and the
bets, and Lydia has the girls.
We control all the vice in Tarraco
and we're doing real good.
Congratulations.
Don't be sad.
There's other girls out there.
There's this Armenian dancer
that I'm sure you'll love.
All the women I like end
up marrying someone else.
- Maybe you're just lucky.
- Or maybe a sign.
What do you mean?
I'm a soldier and I must
fight for my territory.
I don't get you.
I don't either.
Excuse me.
Vespasian's life,
as a good soldier,
toughened in
hundreds of battles,
always away
from family affection.
Only in recent times his
life had been rewarded
by the bliss of an
unexpected marriage...
and the company of a
beautiful and young woman...
who made him recover the
enthusiasm and the desire to live.
We don't have all day, Aurelius.
Say what you have to say.
It's very hot, don't waste your breath.
I'll make it short.
The person who will inherit all the
property from our most beloved Vespasian...
-...is me.
- I knew it!
The moment I saw you walk in the door,
I said to myself:
Here he comes to ruin our lives!
These are the documents.
You can check them out.
It's all lie!
I talked to Vespasian many times and
he never told me anything about this.
Well, it's here in black and white.
For the inheritance to belong
to your granddaughter...
they should have been married
for at least a year.
You know that Vespasian and I
were milk brothers.
You must have been
breastfed by a snake.
Neither the years nor the
money have changed you.
You're the same as ever.
Please excuse my mother, Aurelius.
She...
She can defend herself, Claudia.
We'll talk this over more calmly as soon
as you let it all soak in, Drusilla.
May peace be with you all.
I didn't come here to bring war.
So I'm not rich anymore?
Come out, Julia.
I don't like being spied on.
What are you doing?
I'm praying.
- To the Messiah?
- No.
To my god.
- Isn't he the Messiah?
- No.
The Messiah will
be his messenger.
The day he comes, the world will
end and we'll return to paradise.
Paradise?
Yes, a place with rivers
of milk and honey.
I don't like honey.
Everything will be
beautiful in paradise.
There won't be anything
we won't like.
- And when will it be?
- The arrival of the Messiah?
Nobody knows.
Oh...
But you'd better do your homework.
It won't happen tomorrow.
How will we know it's him?
By a sign...
I guess it will be a
miracle, some light...
One of my spies in Rome just
sent me some disturbing news.
- I wouldn't worry about it.
- You never worry about anything.
Spies charge for informing.
If they don't anything to tell...
they lose their job.
It's from one of
my most loyal men.
As much as Vespasian was?
Spare me your irony.
I'm talking about Maecenas!
As you well know, he doesn't
need the pay of a spy.
He has more money than
you and me together.
What's that?
I must purge you.
I don't know how you do it, but you
always end up attacking my rear end.
If you'd follow your diet...
This time is for real.
They want to murder me.
That's what Maecenas says.
Some senators want the republic.
They accuse me of not having
enough interest in state affairs.
What can I do about it?
- Just keep a vigilant eye.
- On whom?
On a man who just arrived from
Rome and who, as I understand...
the first thing he did in Tarraco
was visiting your house.
- You mean...
- Senator Marcus Aurelius Sempronius.
Let him in.
Come in, Aurelius.
- Is it a bad time?
- Life is a bad time, my friend.
- But nobody wants to die.
- How was your trip?
I couldn't say. I've
travelled sedated.
You look a little pale.
Open your mouth...
Stick your tongue out.
I may still have some motion
sickness effects on me.
His tongue is white.
He needs a purge.
Thanks, but no thanks.
He's really good at it.
- That won't be really necessary.
- I insist.
I heard you have been visiting
my dear wife Livia a lot lately.
She wants to build a foster
home for soldiers' widows.
You know I like architecture.
So you've been talking
about architecture?
What else?
Go ahead, Pompey.
Let the great Aurelius say that
he left the palace as a new man.
We need Vespasian's money.
I have an idea!
We could kill Aurelius.
I'd be happy to do it,
but how could you justify the murder...
of one of Caesar's
wife's closest friends.
I just wanted to help.
- Mother...
- What?
There's something else, right?
He's right.
Your behaviour looks strange.
And what about yours?
They steal a treasure from your
daughter right under your nose...
and you look as happy as a clam.
I remember as a child to have
seen Aurelius at home a lot.
He was a friend of
your father, so what?
I also remember it, and suddenly,
one day he never came back again.
I'm going! I'm sick to my stomach.
You make me want to throw up.
I hadn't seen her like this since
the death of Julius Caesar.
- Who's there?
- It's me.
I'm sleeping.
What is it, mother?
I have a headache.
Is it a headache...
or are they headaches instead?
Alright.
We were lovers.
What?
Your father and I
were never happy.
Stop staring at me like that.
Your father had dozens of lovers.
Like Pompey.
It must be a doctors' habit.
And why didn't divorce him?
Why don't you?
For the children.
I asked Aurelius
to wait for me and...
And he didn't.
Enough.
I don't want to talk anymore!
Mother...
There's no harm in showing
you have feelings.
What about Mandoni and you?
- Why are you bringing up Mandoni?
- Did he get you pregnant?
It's such a shame to see
you refusing to be loved.
Who's there?
- It's me! Marcia, open the door!
- Marcia, it's for you.
It's Marcus!
I don't want to talk to
you or to anybody now!
I'm just a poor woman.
I love you, Marcia, let's marry.
Do you really want us to?
You and I are made for each other.
We're like...
We're like...
...like...
- Like the moon and the stars?
- Yes.
- Like spring and the nightingale?
- Yes.
Like Marcus Antonius
and Cleopatra?
- His love really comes from inside!
- You're drunk!
Drunk of love for you!
We must get married, Marcia.
Lydia opened my eyes.
Lydia?
It's not what you think.
She just married Rufus Agrippa.
What do I care? Neither she nor you
or your love will fix things for me.
- What do you need to be fixed?
- I'm poor!
I don't care.
Poor or rich...
I love you, and I want you.
I want you too, Marcus.
And I want to sleep!
Will it be much longer?
Go to the barn and
wait for me there.
- Mandoni...
- What?
- Did you hear that?
- What?
Thieves.
Give me a weapon.
- I trust thieves more than I do you.
- What if you have to fight?
- What's up?
- Why are you attacking me?
I'm sorry, I didn't remember
that you sleep here.
Why are you naked?
- Come!
- What?
- Come with me.
- Where to?
- I'm sorry but you have to leave.
- Why?
- Because you can't be here!
- Leave me alone!
- Just go!
- Let me get dressed.
- I'm sorry, there is no time!
- I won't leave naked!
What the heck are
you both doing?
- Marcus attacked me with a sandal.
- He thinks he owns the barn!
And you take off your
clothes to discuss it?
Oh!
What's going on here?
I guess it's too hot
in here, Marcia.
Too hot...
Are you leaving so early?
I've got a day's
ride ahead of me.
Why are you going to Barcino?
Because I'm a doctor and I
spend all day giving enemas.
Maecenas is there.
Caesar wants me to talk to him.
But I'll be there for
other reasons too.
Tarraco is getting awfully big.
And there's no hospital.
I'll try to convince him...
I'm a selfish woman,
I don't want you to leave me alone.
Your family is here.
Can I come with you?
No... no...
It's a dull trip.
What's wrong with us?
Well...
we've been living...
under your mother's stranglehold
for twenty years now.
Twenty years!
It's always my fault in the end.
And mine.
Are you going with someone else?
Arinsal.
You can't leave him
here, can you?
I can't, and you know it.
And if I'd tell you
that I'm pregnant?
Claudia...
We tried, didn't we?
We tried and it didn't work.
We'd better stop
hurting each other.
Let's try to be just friends.
Do you want a divorce?
And you?
Do you want it?
- Did you get water?
- And salt?
- Why should I want salt?
- Go take it!
Don't worry.
Barcino is not that far away.
When it comes to Arinsal,
everything's far away for me.
I'm not used to the heat;
it makes me nervous.
You're always staring at me.
I wonder why.
If you were a man...
you wouldn't wonder.
I worry about him. They say
the road is full of thieves.
And you don't worry about me?
- You know how to defend yourself.
- Not from everything.
For instance, I can't defend
myself from my own lust.
Got it.
Salt.
Salt prevents blood from
getting dry when it's hot.
Let's go.
I will defend Arinsal
with my life.
- Is that hot water?
- Yes, madam.
My feet feel as if I'd spent
the night stomping grapes.
- Where do I put it?
- Follow me.
You wouldn't want me to wash my
feet in the middle of the corridor.
Do you want me to do it?
No, bring the girl with
the frightened face.
- Laietana?
- Whatever.
- What is this dirt bag doing here?
- I came to see you.
If you don't leave immediately,
I'll stab you with a spear.
It's what you do with
thieves, you kill them.
Is it all for the inheritance?
Bring me a spear!
I waited 8 years
for you, Drusilla.
Do you think this
still affects me?
The sun has gone up and down
many times after those days.
And the world has kept on
turning like a cart wheel.
I had ten children.
Eight of them died in my arms.
Pirates sunk more than
12 of my boats...
and I had 24 of them built.
I've known the Republic
and two emperors.
And my bed has seen men
of all sizes and colours.
Impressive!
When is the spear coming?
Vespasian and I made a
pact when we were young.
We put it in writing and
in each other's will.
But I think that if he had lived, he
would have wanted justice to be done.
What's on your mind?
I've thought about it...
and I believe the Scipios also have
right to the Vespasian's fortune.
So, after much consideration...
I'd say there's a good solution
for everyone which could solve this.
I get married.
This way the money would
be yours and mine.
You get married?
With Vespasian's widow.
Marcia.
So what's your answer?
- Getting married again?
- No way!
- That would be a solution.
- Apart from the inheritance, is he rich?
- Marcia, don't be so childish!
- Childish? She's practical.
- Your father won't like it.
- Aurelius is filthy rich.
What do you think, Drusilla?
Sometimes money is
not everything.
- Grandma?
- Let her talk.
I wouldn't like to see my
granddaughter marry an old man.
He's as old as Vespasian!
- I agree with mother.
- And lose everything?
I'll do as I see fit!
Or rather, what's best for me!
- Marcia!
- I'm not like my mother.
You'll never entangle me.
Marcia! Yesterday I was drunk
and I told you many things.
I'm sober now.
And I can tell you that I feel the same.
- You know I'm marrying Aurelius?
- What?
- He asked me to marry me.
- What did you answer?
- I'm thinking it over.
- You have to marry me!
He's rich, he's from one of best families
in Rome and he's very attractive!
- Attractive?
- Yes, he is.
- You told me you wanted me.
- What about it?
I also want new sandals
and I won't marry them.
- I'll fight for you!
- Against whom?
How can you be so cold?
I'm hot...
but if I have to choose between being
hot or being rich, I chose the latter.
A poor hot woman
won't go anywhere.
If the queen of Egypt
fills her bathtub...
with 50 amphorae
filled with donkey milk...
And every donkey gives half
an amphora's worth of milk,
How many donkeys will she
need to fill her bathtub?
A donkey's assload?
- Do you think you're funny?
- Idiot!
- You fool!
- Stupid!
By the beards of Abraham,
shut up and get to work!
I'm sick of you, you
irresponsible brats...!
- Aaron!
- I'm okay. I'm okay.
It's your fault!
It happens to me sometimes,
it's the humours...
I get my bile up and my
phlegm down, or something.
- But you won't die, right?
- I hope not.
- You'll never die. You are the Messiah.
- What did you just say!?
You made it rain,
you made the rain stop.
And yesterday you got Marcia to
return to her room untouched.
- What's this Messiah thing?
- A holy man sent by his god.
He makes miracles.
One day he'll take us all to a place
with rivers of milk and butter.
Honey.
If he could make miracles he
wouldn't need to beg to live.
He makes miracles but he
doesn't know about it,
because great men are not
aware of what they are.
I'd like some water, please.
Hasdrubal!
Hasdrubal!
Give me some water, quick!
- What?
- Water!
It's not for me, it's for Aaron.
He's feeling a bit dizzy.
I'm not surprised, after all
his night out activities.
Hurry up!
Hasdrubal this, Hasdrubal that...
Always going up an down.
- A rat!
- What?
I just saw a rat there.
Gross!
Where?
Oh, rats...
I didn't see any...
- Here.
- Thanks, Hasdrubal.
What's this?
Water.
Wine.
I filled it with water!
Aaron! You've made
another miracle!
- What miracle?
- You turned water into wine.
- This could be a very popular miracle.
- You are the Messiah!
- No, I'm not!
- I swear I filled it with water!
I'm not the Messiah, Julia!
Listen... Could you make a
few jars for me at noon?
Three ships from Alexandria with silk
from the East, ivory and bronze.
One from Ragusa with
50 Dalmatian slaves.
I don't know why you need me.
You could take care of business alone.
You know what I think?
I think one day you women will be
doctors, judges, senators...
And you'll even be...
actresses!
What's wrong, Claudia?
It's as if you weren't here.
- Nothing. I'm the same as usual.
- It's about Pompey.
That's how he is.
You can't do anything about it.
I can give him a son.
A male.
From Mandoni.
From my gladiator?
It's what mother says.
She told you that you
and Mandoni...?
Pompey and I tried.
- But...
- Okay....
You can't deny the boy
looks really apt...
- He'd deserve it.
- Who? Mandoni or mother?
Claudia, your daughter
cannot marry Aurelius.
Marcia wants to marry Aurelius?
And Aurelius wants it too?
It would be a terrible mistake.
He's a dangerous man.
He wants to destroy our family.
He told me he'd help me
with my senator career.
- Don't be so dumb, by Jupiter!
- We get along very well.
He's messing with us.
He also wants to get into
the gladiator business.
- We have a meeting today.
- You see?
He'll try to meddle
in our business.
He'll play us off
against each other.
How could he benefit from that?
You don't know him
as well as I do.
What's the matter
with her lately?
She's hurt.
I didn't know women
were admitted in here.
They'll let anyone in
as long as you pay.
- Do you like fights?
- As much as you.
- Fights to death too?
- Death makes bets more interesting.
Who would you put your money on?
Both of them.
But not on you.
Not on me?
In Tarraco bets are already up
to see if you'll be able...
to do something with my granddaughter.
What are the odds?
You'd be surprised of the
little credit you have.
This means that you will
try stop the wedding?
With all my strength.
But the Marcia is like you:
she's ambitious. How will you do it?
Marcia won't do anything
without consulting me first.
Do you really hate me that much?
You don't hate a dog.
You speak like a woman in love.
Maybe you are in love instead.
Given this obsession
of yours to hurt me.
Mandoni!
Come over here.
Madam.
My son-in-law is away.
He's gone to Barcino.
If you know what I mean.
With all due the respect,
I'm not a whore.
You're much less than a whore.
You're a slave.
Claudia doesn't want it either.
She loves her husband
as much as I love my wife.
You're mistaken again.
You don't have a wife.
She belongs to me. I can
do as I please to her.
Make sure she's pregnant soon.
Or I won't stop until I see
you dead on the arena.
Agrippa: 30 aurei to Mandoni
in his first fight.
Hasdrubal, take Numantia with
you to Tarraco and sell her.
Reselling Numantia?
Why?
Because I say so.
She's a good slave,
she works a lot.
Just sell her for the highest
possible price. You're dismissed.
If I may say so...
This is a mistake.
I don't need to explain,
but I'll do it.
Pompey lusts after her.
You can't blame him for that.
Well, I do, because he's
hurting my daughter.
So that's it!
I don't want to see her anymore.
You too?
Me?
I remember you were a very...
explosive man.
I'm an old man now.
Lust has no age.
That's true.
Just let others die of lust.
We've got a lot of things to do.
So just go and sell Numantia.
This afternoon.
Won't you tell me what
are we waiting for?
- No.
- It's getting late.
- We must wait.
- Why?
Madam's orders.
You could have taken
Laietana with you instead.
- Madam's orders.
- But what are we doing here?
What do you do in a forum?
You buy and sell.
- We didn't bring anything to sell!
- Well...
Numantia, please forgive me!
Is this the girl?
No.
Stop her!
Take her away.
I'll be right back.
No, Hasdrubal! Don't do it!
No, Hasdrubal!
Does she moan like this in bed?
Give me what you want
and let's finish this.
We're running out of wine.
Go get some more!
Go get it yourself.
You're drinking for everyone else!
I drink not to see myself.
If you drink, you won't see anything today.
But tomorrow you'll see things worse.
Aaron, we're running out of wine!
- Make a miracle, come on!
- Leave me alone!
Hey, hey...
Let's all sing!
You'd better sleep
it over instead.
I won't sleep today.
Today I will...
What is it, Hasdrubal?
Are you sad?
I'm not a man.
I'm a worm!
Or rather,
I'm a filthy rat!
Do you know where Numantia is?
Where is she hiding?
Or maybe she won't party if she's
not with her dear Mandoni?
Stop drinking or you'll collapse!
Some days that's all I'd want.
- Look!
- It's dad!
Pompey!
Can I tell him
you're the Messiah?
I'm not.
Don't be so weary.
What if you are and you do not know? My
father is a doctor, he could check you out.
Check out for what?
To see if you're different than
the rest of ordinary mortals.
You may have 3 kidneys
or 6 fingers on each foot.
What are you doing?
Julia!
You're really having a
good time without me.
- How were things up Barcino?
- Quite good.
I may get to build a hospital.
- A hospital!
- Yes.
Here's a man
who loves his job!
There's also a rumour of a
conspiracy to murder Caesar.
The same old song.
Rome can't stand peace.
Rome will end up destroying itself.
That's impossible.
Can you imagine a world
without our empire?
Where's mother?
- Oh, your mother...
- I can't see her.
She left.
Where?
I couldn't tell.
What's going on?
Where is she?
Where is mother?
Ask Hasdrubal.
- He told me she's gone.
- He's got a lot of nerve.
Why?
Oh, boy...
What's going on, Osca?
The madam sold your mother.
What a couple of harpies,
you and your mother!
You haven't stopped until
you kicked her away.
- Who are you talking about?
- Numantia.
- What about her?
- You sold her!
What?
Don't pretend you don't know!
I swear on your
daughters that I don't!
I won't let anything
happen to her!
- But you don't mind hurting me instead?
- Tell me how I'm hurting you!
By showing me how you want her!
I'm sick of this house,
and your mother!
Sick of intrigues and lies.
Sick of myself!!
I don't want to live
with that anymore.
Then just go.
That's what you say?
What should I say?
I love you...
I'll follow you wherever you go.
That's what you could say to me.
Marcia?
Marcia!
Marcia!
What does this mean?
- Get away from me.
- Liar. You brought me here.
- I'll hurt you.
- Even more?
Go away.
- I will kidnap you now.
- Really?
I'll take you to a seaside village,
and we'll make love day and night.
- And what are we supposed to live on?
- We'll fish, we'll hunt...
- I can't fish.
- I'll do it.
I'll plant some wheat
and I'll raise some horses.
Would you really do
all this for me?
Marcus.
Couldn't you do something
for us to get rich?
Like what?
You could talk to Caesar.
You saved his gold, so
he's in debt with you.
Okay.
I'll talk to him.
I don't want to marry Aurelius,
but I don't want to fish either.
I don't want you to get home sweating
from spending all day with the spade.
Do you understand?
- I'll do whatever you say.
- Really?
Marcus...
Well...
Everything would be alright if Aurelius
wouldn't have taken my inheritance away.
What are you talking about?
Big-game hunting.
Caesar, you look very annoyed.
Go out for a walk.
It's a beautiful night.
As beautiful as for someone
to murder me in a dark alley.
There are no dark alleys today.
There are bonfires everywhere.
All the more reason.
They can burn me!
Summer has arrived.
It's the night of love.
I'm in danger!
Look at this.
Taste it!
For you!
You see?
- He won't eat it.
- Dogs won't eat figs.
He won't eat it because
it's poisoned!
And he knows it.
Dogs have a special sense of smell
to detect harmful substances.
You're out of control, Caesar.
You should try to get some
rest in the island of Elba.
Sure, in Elba, so they
can poison me there!
What was that?
A Moon stone!
Even the Moon wants to kill me!
No. It's an astronomical phenomenon;
it's not the first time I see it.
- Once in Syracuse...
- Stop it!
The gods are speaking to me.
Can I help you, oh Caesar?
Declare a curfew throughout Tarraco.
No one is allowed to go out in the streets.
Coming...!
What do you want at this hour?
- I need to talk with you.
- You got me out of bed!
Open the door!
- Where is Numantia?
- What are you doing?
I bought her, she's mine!
Lydia!
Lydia!
Let go of my husband, sir!
He hasn't done anything,
and neither have I.
- Buying a slave is not against the law.
- She's mine, I bought her.
The sale was made
without my permission.
You can take her with you.
But you must pay for her.
I will pay whatever it costs.
I'm no longer needed here.
Goodbye.
Yes, run away!
So you don't have to pay us back!
This will suffice.
Let's get back home.
- We've treated her well.
- Let's go!
Curfew!
Caesar just declared a curfew!
You can't go out in the streets!
They're full of soldiers!
They've been ordered to kill anyone
who may not be under a roof!
Curfew for everyone!
Curfew!
You can sleep here.
It's the honour guests' room.
What about her?
It's up to you, but the bed
is big enough for two people.
Even for five people.
I checked it out.
I can sleep on the floor.
To each her own.
Oh, the night of love.
The night which starts off summer
and I don't have any customers!
I don't understand why
they declared a curfew.
I leave you some water,
in case you get thirsty.
Agrippa and I will be at
the end of the corridor.
The kitchen is on the right.
Have a good night.
Hasdrubal!
Where are you
hiding, you coward?
It's not his fault.
He only does as he's told.
Good evening!
The owner or the head of the house?
I'm the head of the house.
What do you want?
We're bringing this gladiator from
the school and an order from Caesar.
A curfew has been declared throughout
city and the nearby villas.
A curfew?
Why?
Only Caesar knows.
Everyone must go inside their houses.
They took her away!
What?
They've taken mum to Tarraco!
What for?
To sell her!
It can't be true.
Is it true?
- Never heard about it.
- What has sold her?
I have the right to know!
Me!
Son of a bitch!
I'll kill you!
I only did as I was told!
They were mistress's orders!
But why?
What did Numantia do?
Ask yourself what haven't
you done instead!
Mandoni!
Make your people
go home right now!
Come on!
Everybody home!
The party is over.
Kill me.
Why are you punishing
her instead of me?
Kill me!
Don't worry about her.
Pompey went out looking for her.
Pompey?
Numantia is a lucky woman.
She has everything I don't have.
Why do you want me to kill you?
Because I'm already dead.
What will you do to me?
I'll take you back home.
And what will I
do at your house?
They'll get rid of me as
soon as you're not there.
The house you know is not my place.
I've never had a
place of my own.
Why don't you let me go?
Where to?
Anywhere, with my son.
What about Mandoni?
Mandoni's not made for peace.
And I can't resist more war.
I just can't.
I love you.
What?
You know that.
Whenever I wanted a
slave, I just had her.
Why not now?
- Well...
- Tell me why.
I don't know.
You do.
How did you get in?
I just walked in.
You have no right
to be in my room.
- It wouldn't be the first time either.
- Why are you here?
I'm still waiting for an answer.
Marcia will not marry you.
Get it out of your head.
We would join two
fortunes, two families.
- Think about it.
- I already did.
It's a pity, because I've spent half
my life trying to buld ties with you.
Ties?
So that you can strangle me?
Well, if that's your final word...
I have no other choice than
to ask you the big question.
Will you marry me?
You?
And me?
You heard right.
I'd rather jump from the Tarpeian
rock than marry you.
I'd rather let the
crows eat my eyes.
Do you think you can come back here after
40 years and pretend nothing happened?
After so many nights
crying for you, after...
And now, if you ask me to...
I'll just go.
Bring me a spear!
Omens are awful, Pompey.
Two will die.
So you will be
our stepfather?
The husband of your mother.
What about me?
You want to murder
Caesar at my house?
Do you understand why
you're the 12th man now?
Murdering Augustus on my
mother's wedding day?
What kind of plan is this?
If it all works out,
you'll be a senator.
You're about to be my grandfather but you
don't look at me like a grandfather.
Free!
Free!
We three will leave
Tarraco tonight.
- What?
- You heard right.
- Are you going to get Numantia?
- I have to go.
We're all in danger, Pompey.
All of us.
A hundred soldiers will
come for us shortly.
- I can't betray my people.
- Don't let him suffer, please.
- Pompey just beat us to it.
- What do we do now?
We have Claudia.
We'll offer an exchange.
He's planning a plot
against Augustus.
The weeding is a setup.
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