La via Augusta (2007): Season 1, Episode 3 - El somni d'una nit d'abril - full transcript
THE VIA AUGUSTA
III. April night's dream
Will Vespasian like me?
I'm such a slender woman...
Better to be slender to get married.
You'll get fat eventually.
Military men like women
who look like guys.
I just noticed some stretch
marks here next to my ass.
Stop checking yourself out.
You're in love with yourself.
This water dries out my skin.
They say Cleopatra used to
bathe in donkey's milk.
That's a myth.
Donkeys give little milk.
She'd need at least
50 donkeys per bath.
And what's 50 donkeys...
for a queen who seduced
Julius Caesar and Mark Antony?
Mark Antony was darn hot, wasn't he?
You got to know him, right?
Another myth. He was short
and his legs were twisted.
What about my future husband?
I only saw him once when I was 7.
- He's a great warrior.
- The best one in the empire right now.
And he's wealthier than
you think.
But he's an old man.
Old men mean less work for you.
And less distress.
- Do you have a husband?
- I don't.
- Mine is dead.
- What happened?
- He died in the mountains.
- An accident?
- An incursion of your soldiers.
- Was he young?
- Yes.
- Did you love him?
- A lot.
- What'd I tell you...
Marrying for love can
only cause you trouble.
Men would die soon
and you miss them.
What's this?!
They're worms! Eech!
Where did these
loquats come from?
Where are you taking me?
To my place.
- Don't you remember me?
- I don't!
I'm Pompey.
I cured your fever back in Sicily.
- You're mistaken. - No, you lived
at the palace of the emperor in Rome.
Me?
Yes, you.
You were his favourite.
Bastard!
Stay here, count up to 100, and
then bring her in discreetly.
Why?
- I need to prepare Claudia first.
- What do you mean?
I need to warn Claudia first.
She must know this woman is my only
hope for curing Caesar's impotency.
- Is she?
- Yes.
- Augustus adored her.
- She's uglier than a toad now!
Even I would have potency
problems with her.
You just count to 100, and
I'll take care of the rest.
1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 3...
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 4, 3...
1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8...
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, idiot!
I cannot buy the
best quality, milady.
You won't give me enough money.
I gave you 5 denarii.
And you bring me loquats
with worms in them!
I didn't know about that.
I send you to the market
to be my own eyes,
and they cheat you as if you'd
have just arrived from the desert.
Tarraco is more
expensive than Rome.
Merchants raise prices
because Caesar is here.
Excuses! I'm sure you
kept something for you.
You asked me for
quail eggs to stuff.
A dozen costed me a
denarius and a half.
A denarius and a half?
Are you out of your mind?
But, milady...
I haven't been
sleeping for days.
Worries keep me awake at night.
I don't want more problems!
I know, and I'm very
sorry about that,
but there are 17 mouths
to feed in this house.
17? Myself, my two sons, their
couples and 4 grandchildren...
That's 9 mouths.
Well, there are 7 slaves,
myself...
not to mention the
pigs, the goats...
If you're hungry...
eat worms!
Oh Mother, please!
Hasdrubal cannot do miracles.
Neither can I!
Please have mercy, milady!
I spend the nights
keeping watch outside,
and the days trying to make
ends meet at the market.
If quail eggs were so expensive, you
could have bought something else.
She specifically asked for them.
She'd have had me killed otherwise.
Go back to the kitchen. We'd better
try to put some common sense to this.
Come on!
Disgusting, right?
- What's that stench?
- The food for the slaves.
- Frog soup
- That's my mortar.
Grandma has insomnia and I promised
her a remedy to help her sleep.
We're getting in!
- What's that stench?
- Come on, quick!
Sir.
I need your help, please.
Your mother-in-law...
Sir...
Oh no...!
- Another mouth to feed?
- Diana.
- Who?
- The woman who distanced me from Caesar.
She can't be!
Fate wanted me to find her cleaning
basins in a brothel in Tarraco.
She had the most
beautiful face in Rome!
We need her to be
what she once was.
Life goes too fast since we
arrived in Tarraco, sir.
We'll be Caesar's favourite family
once again. Just wait and see.
It's Julia!
What is it, Julia?
- I don't know what's wrong with her.
- I'll take care of her.
Move over, Claudia.
- Blood, lots of blood!
- What?
The house was full of blood,
and all our family was dead!
- It was a nightmare.
- No, I wasn't sleeping.
This morning you had fever.
It must be something you ate.
It's a warning, father.
Something terrible is upon us.
Okay, enough of that.
He never listens to me.
You think you're a living oracle.
You spend the day imploding from the Gods.
No wonder you keep
having these...
What times are we living in? Children
talking back to their parents?
You're blaming me for this too?
Yes, I blame you, your mother and your
whole family for approving her nonsense.
I'll have them make you a lemon
juice with hot water, hmm?
The gods don't exist, Julia.
They don't.
They're just something men made up
for the questions they can't answer.
At least it's hot, and it must have
some kind of nutrient in it.
- Do we have bread?
- Yes. We made it this morning.
But Hasdrubal hid it away.
- Don't you remember me, Diana?
- No, I don't know you.
She doesn't know anyone.
Let me go back to
the ladies' house!
- Who are you talking about?
- The whores.
- We're all unpaid whores around here.
- I'm leaving. I just need to...
Marcus!
What's that stench?
Who are you hiding back there?
It's just a slave to
help us in the kitchen.
I know you.
- Witch!
- Stop it!!
- You'll eat worse things in the army.
- Shut up!
During the Britannia campaign,
many soldiers had to eat the
bodies of their dead companions.
- What is she doing here?
- I wanted to explain it to you.
- You have the courage to bring her here!
- I want her to be with Caesar again.
- If he was half as hurt as I was, he
won't want to see her again. - Listen...
You could do whatever you wanted but
away from me and our daughters.
- She's here for the sake of us all.
- Either you kick her out right away...
- ...or I'm leaving.
- Claudia! Claudia...!
Claudia, please...!
First warning. A second one
and you go down the well!
We need a break.
They'll starve us to death.
I know how to escape.
If I had a sword...
There's a door near the stove.
I haven't seen it.
It's covered by a barrel. I opened it the
other day to hide three eggs I stole.
What else?
There's a corridor which
must connect to the well.
Why are you so sure about it?
Because there are puddles.
I sipped some water and it
was fresh as the well's.
- And so what?
- I could sneak in at night.
You sleep chained and handcuffed.
But my arm is thin and it can slip
through the shackles. I already tried.
And then what?
I go to the tool shed and I take
a sickle, a hook, a hammer...
Those who guard at
night will hear you.
You don't know how much
you snore, father.
Even a bear jumping around the
kitchen wouldn't mute your snoring.
You're a smart boy, Arinsal.
And that fills me with pride.
The strength of a man is inside his head.
Cut the chit chat!
This is not the Senate.
Tonight, Arinsal. Tonight.
This perfume is so...!
...suitable to end up in
that dreadful kitchen.
- I'd have liked to have been born a Roman.
- I wouldn't.
Their dresses are so beautiful.
Did you see the earrings
of the old woman today?
They're cruel and
despotic people.
They need to crush other people
to keep their empire alive.
Have you seen the skin of the young girl
and the little child? It's so white...!
Roman women don't have a waist.
- And the men have no...
- What?
What?
I order you to tell me.
What do we not have?
Ass.
I gather you took the
time to notice, then.
How's work?
We bathed her.
And we cut her nails from
her fingers and toes.
Now we're bedaubing
her with balsam.
And then we'll put her the herb mask
as ordered.
- Did she say anything?
- She groans.
She'd insult us occasionally.
I need her to have more hair.
I can't see how.
No. No. You cut hers.
- No!
- Yes.
I'll give you a golden aureus.
The equivalent to 25
silver denarii, okay?
Son of a bitch!
Do you know who I am?
Do you know who I am?!
Do you know my name?
Son of a bitch...
I owe you my life.
Drowned in our own blood?
All of us?
- Yes.
- And how are we supposed to die?
- Murdered.
- With swords?
- I actually saw how they slit your throat.
- I don't want to play anymore, I'm tired.
You quit because you
are very bad at this.
- We wise men do not need to aim.
- You are not that wise!
I know things that
nobody else knows.
- Like what?
- The Earth is round.
What's so funny?
If the Earth was ball-shaped,
we'd all fall down.
Have you ever seen a ship
sailing away from the harbour?
How come the hull disappears
before the sails do?
Don't listen to him.
Have you read Aristotle, Pythagoras,
Euclid, Aristarchus, Parmenides?
What's the use of this if you
can't run, jump or grab a bow?
- I can make people sleep.
- How?
With this.
- You make people sleep with this?
- Try it.
- I don't believe you.
- Well, then try it.
- Give it to him!
- No!
- You must obey us!
- Drink it!
I can't!
Tonight...
- What?
- I've been punished.
I have to clean the kitchen.
Give it to him!
You!
Do you want to try something
that will make you braver?
If I understood correctly
what you want is...
- Revive Caesar's love for her favourite.
- A love that you blew out.
- That's not the point.
- Oh yes, it is.
It looks like a
lost cause to me.
It's been two years and this
Diana just looks awful now.
She was deported to a
school of gladiators.
Imagine what she must have gone through
to end up mopping the floor in a brothel.
What were you doing in a brothel?
- Marcus found her.
- That's a lie.
I found her.
It's true.
So do you know how to kiss now?
Augustus is still in love with Diana, and
as soon as she's the one she once was,
...is the only key we have
...to regain his trust.
He has all the women he wants.
Why should he become infatuated
by someone who betrayed him?
- And she looks horrible.
- Because he loves her.
- He loves her?
- Yes.
Here we go again with love. You think
too much of such unsubstantial matter.
We men lose our minds for love.
- So do women.
- I don't.
Of course, you don't. You are stronger
than nature, my dear mother-in-law.
Our family needs funds.
Our fleet is almost destroyed after two
shipwrecks and a slave revolt.
If we sense that Diana can be the way
to recover the favour of the Caesar...
Why not trying?
- I don't want this woman in my house.
- This house belongs to all of us.
Great.
- I'm going back to Rome.
- Don't be childish!
I can get the funds we need
in a much simpler way.
- How?
- That's my own business.
Claudia, how can I tell you that I no
longer feel anything for this woman!
Pride is the only thing
that's left in me.
She'll get over it.
She's a stubborn one.
She says she's forgiving, but she isn't.
- It's always women who must forgive.
- Shut up.
A man does not need the approval
of his wife to do what he has to do.
Just fix what you broke.
You have our support.
Isn't dinner time already?
What's this white and thin
stuff over the sardines?
Sliced garlic.
It's makes them very tasty.
- You Iberians put garlic in everything.
- We Iberians are hungry!
What?
We work all day long and all we get
is hot water with flour in return.
Broth feeds you.
It's made with lard.
How much lard?
Three ounces for 7 people?
I eat the same and I
work twice as hard.
I've seen you eating bread
and sliced ham behind our backs.
I'm the chief here. I don't
need to hide from anyone.
But you do. You can't have a
good conscience, can you?
Conscience?
What are you're talking about?
I thought Romans would
feed their slaves well.
The Scipios are known for
caring about their servants.
I don't see it.
We're living in hard times.
We're living in a time of
invaders and murderers!
You'd better pick that up.
No man is better than another.
We'd be happy if we'd distribute
our land among ourselves
so that everyone could
eat from their work.
I told you to pick that up!
I saw you!
- Where did you get that apple?
- I gave it to him.
- Where did you find it?
- Pompey gave it to me.
You stole it!
Grandma wants to have
dinner right now.
Yes, sir.
What's that red thing you've
got under your nose? Blood?
- I missed you at dinner.
- I'm not hungry.
That's too bad.
The sardines were delicious.
Too many bones.
Are you hiding anything from me?
Who? Me?
Yes.
What's that in your hand?
- Sending out a message?
- Yes.
To whom?
- What's this sudden interest in me?
- Oh, Petronius.
You've run to tell him
you're bound to Rome.
He's a friend, and his
wife is a friend of mine.
His wife's a dumbass and
Petronius is crazy about you.
Petronius is a rich man.
I'll ask him for a loan
and I know he will grant it to me.
Oh yeah?
In exchange for what?
Your heart is cold as ice.
You enjoy watching me suffer.
You like to make me feel like
a stranger in my own house.
If I were a man
like the others...
What?
I would force you
to obey as a wife.
Someone help me!
- What is it?
- I'm afraid to get close to her!
Calm down.
- She must be walking in her sleep.
- Are you okay, honey?
Yes, but she's grabbing my throat
while she caresses my head.
- She came when we were sleeping.
- She's dangerous!
- No, she just lost her head, that's all.
- She's singing.
What?
- She's singing.
- Yes.
- It's a nursery rhyme.
- Of course...
Diana had a small daughter.
- From Caesar?
- No.
Yours?
From someone else.
A family took care of her in Rome.
What happened to the girl
when she was deported?
I don't know.
I kind of pity her.
Good night, sweet Gaia.
Sleep tight.
- Are you alright?
- Yes.
Don't cry, I'm fine.
I cry for her.
- Hasdrubal!
- You're sleeping.
I can't go on anymore.
Even my own shadow feels tired.
Are you a happy man?
I don't know.
I'm too sleepy.
I'm not.
- You're not sleepy?
- I'm not a happy man.
Nonsense!
You have everything
to be a happy man.
Youth, strength, looks.
But I'm not smart enough.
And military men need
to be smart to succeed.
You can succeed and
still be a dumbass.
The problem is to
be a good person.
And how do you get
to be a bad person?
The key is to think...
that everybody else is there
for you to take advantage of.
Sometimes I dream
that I'm a shepherd.
I have a house,
a woman, 6 children...
lots of sheep...
and I spend the night
looking at the stars.
- What's their purpose?
- What?
The stars.
You'll break your arm.
What are you doing?
- What's he doing?
- Be quiet!
What was that?
- What?
- Didn't you hear a noise?
- No. I didn't.
- Maybe it was cat.
If we had a cat, the slaves
would have eaten it already .
Not a cat... it's a tiger!
A sleeping one.
I'm envious.
Do you think
Iberians ever dream?
- Where's he going?
- Be quiet or else they'll catch him.
- They'll kill him if he tries to escape.
- We'll all die if we don't escape.
Marcus, you must take a horse and
go to Tarraco tomorrow at dawn.
I wanted to sleep until noon.
Go to the brothel and ask
for a girl named Gaia.
She's Diana's daughter.
She's about 8 or 9 years old.
- The girl is in Tarraco?
- This is what we have to find out.
Diana has her mind
closed as a shell.
We may be able to open it if we
bring her daughter back to her.
Sir! Sir!
Kill me.
What?
I'm so sleepy I can't go on. If you
kill me I won't disobey your orders.
Don't make a scene now.
I feel the weight of my body
on my eyelids. I can't go on, sir.
Okay. Go to sleep.
I'll stay with Marcus.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you.
Everybody up!
The empire of dreams is over!
Real life begins.
It stinks in here.
We'll all go to the pond
to wash our bodies today.
You go straight to the
house of the masters.
Pompey and Marcus should
want something to eat.
They're bound to Tarraco.
- Where's the little kid?
- What?
Where's that ferret of a boy?
He had to be here!
I'm going to the henhouse.
Marcus would always eat two eggs
for breakfast.
- Don't change the subject.
- Which subject?
Where's the kid?
Here!
- Why aren't you chained?
- Are you serious?
You removed my chains
last night.
- Did I?
- Yes.
I've been sleeping
all night long!
Yes, that's what I thought too.
You kept saying "watch out,
watch out, we have to watch out..."
Are you saying that
I talk in my sleep?
At first you just talked, and
then you took off my shackles,
you went to pee at the sty
and then you lay down again.
If I went to pee at the sty,
why do I still feel like peeing now?
You pee twice as much
when you're old.
OK, forget it.
Let's go!
I'll get the eggs myself.
I'm sorry, but you need
to get your hair cut.
We haven't slept a wink
thinking about you!
You cannot exit by the tunnel.
It's like a kind of cemetery.
It's full of bones and rocks.
But I have another better idea.
Be careful, I don't want
you to be in danger again.
I only need to
steal a small pot.
What for?
Have you seen him sleeping?
He's been sleeping since
yesterday at noon.
The modernization of the Via
Heraclea is a great project, sir.
From now on it will be
called the Via Augusta.
- A very appropriate name indeed.
- Stop sucking up to me, will you?
Really wide, isn't it?
My idea is for three
chariots to fit at a time.
Three?
I don't get it.
A lane in each direction, and
one in the middle to pass.
Good idea. Yes, sir. Traffic
increases with each passing day.
You would always stumble with...
...a chariot in front of you,
and you get stuck there for a long
time, marching at a snail's pace
...until you find a detour, right?
There are terrible bottlenecks
at the exits of Rome.
Especially on circus days.
As usual, cost is the problem.
You could bring in new
batches of slaves
exclusively meant for the
construction of the new road.
Slaves need to eat, and they need
guards, who eat as well.
And architects and geologists
and engineers...
who eat more that all
the others together.
What do you think if I'd set up
some kind of toll to use the road?
Paying for driving and for going
from one town to another?
No. No.
That's unpopular, sir.
What'd I tell you?
That's unpopular!
- I didn't mention that, sir!
- But you thought about it!
- You need to attract investors.
- Investors? - Yes.
Spread the news around the city,
the province, the senate,
that Caesar is welcoming anyone
willing to collaborate in the historical
building works of the Via Augusta.
The empire is full of rich people
willing to enjoy your company.
"Enjoy my company"?
Am I a hetaera, or what?
One must take advantage
of people's vanity, sir.
There's a lot of people out there
wishing to be around the palace,
even if it's only to tell their
friends they mingle with Augustus.
- Do you think people are stupid?
- Very much so, sir.
I'll think it over.
You, out.
No, leave it here.
I feel relaxed watching it.
- This thing makes me lose my hair.
- It's the opposite...
This prevents your hair from falling off,
and brings back their original colour.
Sure. And my erections,
when will they return?
- Very soon.
- Can it be today?
- A little patience...
- Words and nothing else.
I have the remedy.
You also had it the other day, and
Phidias and Glaucus are dead now.
This time it's nothing
you can drink or eat.
What kills your potency
is not in your blood,
but in your head instead.
Yes, we must first cure your
brain, and then soften your heart.
This will ignite your confidence,
and your genitals will be...
...august once again.
How?
- With a woman.
- I have as many as I want!
Yes, you have all the
ones you want, but...
There's only one
that can heal you.
- Do you have Diana?
- Yes.
You miserable, you scoundrel...
You're a bad person!
- Let me explain...
- Go away!
Go away immediately or else
I'll kill you right now.
- Let me explain...
- I don't want to see you again!
It's very easy.
The girl works picking manure since
he arrived here with his mother.
Forget it. Caesar is more
hurt than I imagined.
- "Hurt" means "in love".
- How do you know?
I'm in love with your daughter, uncle. The
worse she hurts me, the more I want her.
You're in love with my daughter?
My condolences.
Hey...
- Hi.
- Hi.
These eyes...
- Gaia?
- Yes.
- Just a few drops, grandma.
- Are you sure it's effective?
Just ask him.
I've slept for hours, madam.
And I'm still sleepy.
- And you've slept very placidly.
- Yes.
Yes. I dreamed of very nice things:
we had good food, we were not slaves...
that we had expelled the
Romans from our land...
- Beat it!
- Yes, madam.
You made it yourself?
- Didn't Pompey help you out?
- No, he didn't.
You will be a better doctor than
him and than your grandfather.
- I don't want to be a doctor.
- Of course you don't.
You will take my place.
You will build ships.
You will bring exotic
products from the East.
You will open business delegations
in every port in the Mediterranean...
- I'll be a poet.
- A poet?
Yes, like Ovid. Or I shall
write comedies, like Plautus
or maybe I shall narrate the
life of our heroes, like Virgil.
I don't want artists
in the family, Hadrian.
- I'll be what I want to be, grandma.
- I won't let you.
- You won't be able to.
- Is that so?
You'll probably be dead
by the time I grow up.
You stop right there or I start yelling.
I saw you.
- What were you doing in grandma's room?
- Nothing.
- What have you stolen?
- Nothing!
- It's Hadrian's potion!
- No, it isn't.
- What do you want it for?
- For nothing.
- I'm not stupid!
- I want to play a joke on Hasdrubal.
You want to make him sleep?
- Yes.
- I'll tell him about it.
- Don't! - You can't give me
orders, you're my slave.
I'll give you one thing
if you keep the secret.
- You don't have anything of interest.
- Are you sure?
Come here!
Don't get away!
My daughter!
- Where are we?
- My place.
But this is not Rome
or even Sicily.
- We are in Hispania!
- Yes. Tarraco.
- But she is...
- Claudia. My wife.
Madam...
Please don't hurt my girl. She has
nothing to do with what happened.
- I had no intention to...
- It was a trap from Livia.
- Livia?
- Yes, Caesar's wife, the empress.
You didn't know either?
The emperor and I spent
a few days in Sicily.
And she tried to poison me.
I had a really bad fever,
and Augustus left me stranded,
fearing he might catch it too.
- No, he sent me to heal you.
- He sent you Livia.
She made you stay for long, and
you know what ended up happening.
They poured elixir of love
to the remedies I took
and to the wine that your
husband would drink.
That made us fall into
each other's arms.
That's a nice story, but
Pompey needs no elixir.
Do you really think that if I had been
the mistress of my own actions
I would have jeopardized
my relationship with Caesar?
And him?
Livia can do anything in Rome.
Why would she had to
take so much trouble?
Jealousy.
Jealousy would make
you do anything.
Auntie, your pigeon!
It pooed in my hands.
Here, onto the table.
- You can have dinner now.
- Porridge again?
With a little luck there'll be plenty
of broth and we'll be able to share it.
What about the new one and her daughter?
Will they eat here or with them?
Here.
Slave or person food?
- Your tongue is like a snake.
- Perhaps I'm hungry.
They'll eat like persons do.
Add some to the broth.
- I'd like you to taste it first.
- Why so?
My nose is stuffy.
I can't guess if it's well done.
Let me see.
It needs more salt, but it will be
alright after the meat is added.
Too cheerful.
I want a sadder song.
It's the saddest one in
our repertoire, sir.
We have played it in many
funerals and people would cry.
Out!
If you are such bad artists
who are incapable of reflecting
the despair of a broken soul...
...you might as well
drift away from me.
Oh gods
...who hide inside the
darkness of a moonless night...
Why don't you empty my mind?
Why don't you free
me from the memory?
Why don't you help me forget?
Oh, gods...!
Where are you?
Won't you eat your soup, madam?
- I'm not hungry. Take it away.
- Can I have yours?
- Julia, are you okay?
- I've got a knot in my stomach.
It's going to be
a fateful night.
- Can I sleep with you?
- Are you serious?
- I don't want to sleep alone!
- But you sleep with Marcia!
It's like sleeping alone. There's
nothing that can wake her up.
- What should wake me up?
- We must keep an eye open all night.
- Julia, that's enough!
- She's crazy!
I believe Petronius answered you.
Didn't he, Claudia?
Yes, he did.
So what's the plan?
Are you going back to Rome for good?
I don't know yet.
If you get him to grant us a
loan, he will be most welcome.
- Don't give her any ideas.
- Why shouldn't I?
I don't like my wife to
owe anything to anyone.
And much less to a man who
smells her like a dog.
Someone will have to
build up this family.
Since you and your
wonderful ideas,
closed all your doors to palace.
We'll see about that.
We've seen enough already.
Do you dare to incite your daughter
to commit adultery in my presence?
I do.
I'll pass on dessert.
Me too.
- Don't you feel a bit dizzy?
- It must be the storm.
The storm outside or
the storm here inside?
What did you put in our soup?
Argh... Pompey...
The prophecy!
Don't kill the children!
Now!
- Are they all asleep?
- Yes.
- The young girl isn't.
- The young girl?
Julia. She wasn't hungry.
Bread for all!
- What's this rope for?
- Nothing. I'll be right back.
- Will you kill a child?
- She's a Roman!
- She can't do us no harm!
- They're our enemies.
They invaded and enslaved us, they
killed our brothers and parents!
- Not them!
- They are part of the empire.
Listen to me. We take what we
need: jewels, weapons, horses
and we go to the mountains.
I'll take a sword, and I'll slit the throat
of everyone who crosses my path.
- Please...!
- And then I'll burn their house.
- You can't do this!
- Why not?
- You can't kill defenceless people.
- Why not?
Because you're my father.
You!
Stop right there!
Oh, magnanimous Apollo, please
help me in this time of danger!
No!
Nooo!
No!
Go away.
What will you do with my parents, my
sister, my cousins, my grandmother?
- Open this door and run!
- Will you kill them?
I will not kill anyone
because I'm not like you.
Go away before I regret it!
Fine, we don't kill them.
But let me cut and take
their hair as a memento.
Take whatever we can
use to get away.
Arinsal, the chariot.
Let's get the horses!
Where are you going?
To the mountains.
Are you coming with us?
No.
You don't want to be free?
I'm afraid of being free.
Caesar is coming!
Caesar is coming with soldiers!
- Take your weapons, we will fight!
- They're too many!
- Well we will die fighting!
- No! Just pretend you're asleep.
- What?
- Everyone lay on the floor now!
- Come on!
- She's right.
We just lay on the floor.
What if it's a trick?
They're here!
Lay down!
- Why is the door open?
- I'm scared, sir.
- Who are you?
- Pompey's daughter.
Why are all these people
lying on the floor?
- I made them sleep. My family too.
- Are you a witch?
I put some potion in their food.
Why would you do that?
It's a potion I made with my cousin.
A stupid game, and now I'm scared.
- Are you sure they're not dead?
- No, they aren't, sir.
Diana.
You still have
precious hair!
Three days?
And three nights.
He didn't even leave his room
to welcome the embassies.
What love can do!
It's about having
what you really want.
So our Augustus is the man
he once was back again.
Yep. And we've won back
his esteem for us.
And that's why we're eating
truffled quails again.
No, I got the food
on my side.
Really?
How?
I negotiated with one thing
that Julia gave to me.
- What thing?
- A ring.
- A ring?
- Where did she find it?
That's something that
maybe Mandoni can answer.
Where did the Arinsal find the
ring with the green stone?
I beg your pardon?
You know what I'm talking about.
I don't.
Mandoni, we Romans can be
anything... but not stupid.
Try harder.
We have...
all the time in the world.
In fact,
we have all our life for this.
Dear Vespasian,
when did you arrive?
We thought you got lost between
the Cantabri and the Astures!
The campaign is over.
- Another victory of Rome.
- This old man has to be my husband?
It's him!
It's him!
What?
The general who burned our
town and killed our people!
Marcia's wedding with
Vespasian can't happen.
- We should have thought about it earlier.
- He's sick.
Better still.
He won't last long.
This wedding
will be a blessing for us all.
Specially for your business.
A husband with a stone
in his kidney...
And millions of sestercii
in real estate.
Marcia!
Marcus!
- What are you doing, children?
- He was seducing me. - Me?
- Why do you stare at me like that?
- I can't stare at you any other way.
I don't like to be stared at.
Go away.
- We have to get Mandoni out of here.
- You look so beautiful.
Please.
***Fansubs by MoonCT***
III. April night's dream
Will Vespasian like me?
I'm such a slender woman...
Better to be slender to get married.
You'll get fat eventually.
Military men like women
who look like guys.
I just noticed some stretch
marks here next to my ass.
Stop checking yourself out.
You're in love with yourself.
This water dries out my skin.
They say Cleopatra used to
bathe in donkey's milk.
That's a myth.
Donkeys give little milk.
She'd need at least
50 donkeys per bath.
And what's 50 donkeys...
for a queen who seduced
Julius Caesar and Mark Antony?
Mark Antony was darn hot, wasn't he?
You got to know him, right?
Another myth. He was short
and his legs were twisted.
What about my future husband?
I only saw him once when I was 7.
- He's a great warrior.
- The best one in the empire right now.
And he's wealthier than
you think.
But he's an old man.
Old men mean less work for you.
And less distress.
- Do you have a husband?
- I don't.
- Mine is dead.
- What happened?
- He died in the mountains.
- An accident?
- An incursion of your soldiers.
- Was he young?
- Yes.
- Did you love him?
- A lot.
- What'd I tell you...
Marrying for love can
only cause you trouble.
Men would die soon
and you miss them.
What's this?!
They're worms! Eech!
Where did these
loquats come from?
Where are you taking me?
To my place.
- Don't you remember me?
- I don't!
I'm Pompey.
I cured your fever back in Sicily.
- You're mistaken. - No, you lived
at the palace of the emperor in Rome.
Me?
Yes, you.
You were his favourite.
Bastard!
Stay here, count up to 100, and
then bring her in discreetly.
Why?
- I need to prepare Claudia first.
- What do you mean?
I need to warn Claudia first.
She must know this woman is my only
hope for curing Caesar's impotency.
- Is she?
- Yes.
- Augustus adored her.
- She's uglier than a toad now!
Even I would have potency
problems with her.
You just count to 100, and
I'll take care of the rest.
1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 3...
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 4, 3...
1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8...
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, idiot!
I cannot buy the
best quality, milady.
You won't give me enough money.
I gave you 5 denarii.
And you bring me loquats
with worms in them!
I didn't know about that.
I send you to the market
to be my own eyes,
and they cheat you as if you'd
have just arrived from the desert.
Tarraco is more
expensive than Rome.
Merchants raise prices
because Caesar is here.
Excuses! I'm sure you
kept something for you.
You asked me for
quail eggs to stuff.
A dozen costed me a
denarius and a half.
A denarius and a half?
Are you out of your mind?
But, milady...
I haven't been
sleeping for days.
Worries keep me awake at night.
I don't want more problems!
I know, and I'm very
sorry about that,
but there are 17 mouths
to feed in this house.
17? Myself, my two sons, their
couples and 4 grandchildren...
That's 9 mouths.
Well, there are 7 slaves,
myself...
not to mention the
pigs, the goats...
If you're hungry...
eat worms!
Oh Mother, please!
Hasdrubal cannot do miracles.
Neither can I!
Please have mercy, milady!
I spend the nights
keeping watch outside,
and the days trying to make
ends meet at the market.
If quail eggs were so expensive, you
could have bought something else.
She specifically asked for them.
She'd have had me killed otherwise.
Go back to the kitchen. We'd better
try to put some common sense to this.
Come on!
Disgusting, right?
- What's that stench?
- The food for the slaves.
- Frog soup
- That's my mortar.
Grandma has insomnia and I promised
her a remedy to help her sleep.
We're getting in!
- What's that stench?
- Come on, quick!
Sir.
I need your help, please.
Your mother-in-law...
Sir...
Oh no...!
- Another mouth to feed?
- Diana.
- Who?
- The woman who distanced me from Caesar.
She can't be!
Fate wanted me to find her cleaning
basins in a brothel in Tarraco.
She had the most
beautiful face in Rome!
We need her to be
what she once was.
Life goes too fast since we
arrived in Tarraco, sir.
We'll be Caesar's favourite family
once again. Just wait and see.
It's Julia!
What is it, Julia?
- I don't know what's wrong with her.
- I'll take care of her.
Move over, Claudia.
- Blood, lots of blood!
- What?
The house was full of blood,
and all our family was dead!
- It was a nightmare.
- No, I wasn't sleeping.
This morning you had fever.
It must be something you ate.
It's a warning, father.
Something terrible is upon us.
Okay, enough of that.
He never listens to me.
You think you're a living oracle.
You spend the day imploding from the Gods.
No wonder you keep
having these...
What times are we living in? Children
talking back to their parents?
You're blaming me for this too?
Yes, I blame you, your mother and your
whole family for approving her nonsense.
I'll have them make you a lemon
juice with hot water, hmm?
The gods don't exist, Julia.
They don't.
They're just something men made up
for the questions they can't answer.
At least it's hot, and it must have
some kind of nutrient in it.
- Do we have bread?
- Yes. We made it this morning.
But Hasdrubal hid it away.
- Don't you remember me, Diana?
- No, I don't know you.
She doesn't know anyone.
Let me go back to
the ladies' house!
- Who are you talking about?
- The whores.
- We're all unpaid whores around here.
- I'm leaving. I just need to...
Marcus!
What's that stench?
Who are you hiding back there?
It's just a slave to
help us in the kitchen.
I know you.
- Witch!
- Stop it!!
- You'll eat worse things in the army.
- Shut up!
During the Britannia campaign,
many soldiers had to eat the
bodies of their dead companions.
- What is she doing here?
- I wanted to explain it to you.
- You have the courage to bring her here!
- I want her to be with Caesar again.
- If he was half as hurt as I was, he
won't want to see her again. - Listen...
You could do whatever you wanted but
away from me and our daughters.
- She's here for the sake of us all.
- Either you kick her out right away...
- ...or I'm leaving.
- Claudia! Claudia...!
Claudia, please...!
First warning. A second one
and you go down the well!
We need a break.
They'll starve us to death.
I know how to escape.
If I had a sword...
There's a door near the stove.
I haven't seen it.
It's covered by a barrel. I opened it the
other day to hide three eggs I stole.
What else?
There's a corridor which
must connect to the well.
Why are you so sure about it?
Because there are puddles.
I sipped some water and it
was fresh as the well's.
- And so what?
- I could sneak in at night.
You sleep chained and handcuffed.
But my arm is thin and it can slip
through the shackles. I already tried.
And then what?
I go to the tool shed and I take
a sickle, a hook, a hammer...
Those who guard at
night will hear you.
You don't know how much
you snore, father.
Even a bear jumping around the
kitchen wouldn't mute your snoring.
You're a smart boy, Arinsal.
And that fills me with pride.
The strength of a man is inside his head.
Cut the chit chat!
This is not the Senate.
Tonight, Arinsal. Tonight.
This perfume is so...!
...suitable to end up in
that dreadful kitchen.
- I'd have liked to have been born a Roman.
- I wouldn't.
Their dresses are so beautiful.
Did you see the earrings
of the old woman today?
They're cruel and
despotic people.
They need to crush other people
to keep their empire alive.
Have you seen the skin of the young girl
and the little child? It's so white...!
Roman women don't have a waist.
- And the men have no...
- What?
What?
I order you to tell me.
What do we not have?
Ass.
I gather you took the
time to notice, then.
How's work?
We bathed her.
And we cut her nails from
her fingers and toes.
Now we're bedaubing
her with balsam.
And then we'll put her the herb mask
as ordered.
- Did she say anything?
- She groans.
She'd insult us occasionally.
I need her to have more hair.
I can't see how.
No. No. You cut hers.
- No!
- Yes.
I'll give you a golden aureus.
The equivalent to 25
silver denarii, okay?
Son of a bitch!
Do you know who I am?
Do you know who I am?!
Do you know my name?
Son of a bitch...
I owe you my life.
Drowned in our own blood?
All of us?
- Yes.
- And how are we supposed to die?
- Murdered.
- With swords?
- I actually saw how they slit your throat.
- I don't want to play anymore, I'm tired.
You quit because you
are very bad at this.
- We wise men do not need to aim.
- You are not that wise!
I know things that
nobody else knows.
- Like what?
- The Earth is round.
What's so funny?
If the Earth was ball-shaped,
we'd all fall down.
Have you ever seen a ship
sailing away from the harbour?
How come the hull disappears
before the sails do?
Don't listen to him.
Have you read Aristotle, Pythagoras,
Euclid, Aristarchus, Parmenides?
What's the use of this if you
can't run, jump or grab a bow?
- I can make people sleep.
- How?
With this.
- You make people sleep with this?
- Try it.
- I don't believe you.
- Well, then try it.
- Give it to him!
- No!
- You must obey us!
- Drink it!
I can't!
Tonight...
- What?
- I've been punished.
I have to clean the kitchen.
Give it to him!
You!
Do you want to try something
that will make you braver?
If I understood correctly
what you want is...
- Revive Caesar's love for her favourite.
- A love that you blew out.
- That's not the point.
- Oh yes, it is.
It looks like a
lost cause to me.
It's been two years and this
Diana just looks awful now.
She was deported to a
school of gladiators.
Imagine what she must have gone through
to end up mopping the floor in a brothel.
What were you doing in a brothel?
- Marcus found her.
- That's a lie.
I found her.
It's true.
So do you know how to kiss now?
Augustus is still in love with Diana, and
as soon as she's the one she once was,
...is the only key we have
...to regain his trust.
He has all the women he wants.
Why should he become infatuated
by someone who betrayed him?
- And she looks horrible.
- Because he loves her.
- He loves her?
- Yes.
Here we go again with love. You think
too much of such unsubstantial matter.
We men lose our minds for love.
- So do women.
- I don't.
Of course, you don't. You are stronger
than nature, my dear mother-in-law.
Our family needs funds.
Our fleet is almost destroyed after two
shipwrecks and a slave revolt.
If we sense that Diana can be the way
to recover the favour of the Caesar...
Why not trying?
- I don't want this woman in my house.
- This house belongs to all of us.
Great.
- I'm going back to Rome.
- Don't be childish!
I can get the funds we need
in a much simpler way.
- How?
- That's my own business.
Claudia, how can I tell you that I no
longer feel anything for this woman!
Pride is the only thing
that's left in me.
She'll get over it.
She's a stubborn one.
She says she's forgiving, but she isn't.
- It's always women who must forgive.
- Shut up.
A man does not need the approval
of his wife to do what he has to do.
Just fix what you broke.
You have our support.
Isn't dinner time already?
What's this white and thin
stuff over the sardines?
Sliced garlic.
It's makes them very tasty.
- You Iberians put garlic in everything.
- We Iberians are hungry!
What?
We work all day long and all we get
is hot water with flour in return.
Broth feeds you.
It's made with lard.
How much lard?
Three ounces for 7 people?
I eat the same and I
work twice as hard.
I've seen you eating bread
and sliced ham behind our backs.
I'm the chief here. I don't
need to hide from anyone.
But you do. You can't have a
good conscience, can you?
Conscience?
What are you're talking about?
I thought Romans would
feed their slaves well.
The Scipios are known for
caring about their servants.
I don't see it.
We're living in hard times.
We're living in a time of
invaders and murderers!
You'd better pick that up.
No man is better than another.
We'd be happy if we'd distribute
our land among ourselves
so that everyone could
eat from their work.
I told you to pick that up!
I saw you!
- Where did you get that apple?
- I gave it to him.
- Where did you find it?
- Pompey gave it to me.
You stole it!
Grandma wants to have
dinner right now.
Yes, sir.
What's that red thing you've
got under your nose? Blood?
- I missed you at dinner.
- I'm not hungry.
That's too bad.
The sardines were delicious.
Too many bones.
Are you hiding anything from me?
Who? Me?
Yes.
What's that in your hand?
- Sending out a message?
- Yes.
To whom?
- What's this sudden interest in me?
- Oh, Petronius.
You've run to tell him
you're bound to Rome.
He's a friend, and his
wife is a friend of mine.
His wife's a dumbass and
Petronius is crazy about you.
Petronius is a rich man.
I'll ask him for a loan
and I know he will grant it to me.
Oh yeah?
In exchange for what?
Your heart is cold as ice.
You enjoy watching me suffer.
You like to make me feel like
a stranger in my own house.
If I were a man
like the others...
What?
I would force you
to obey as a wife.
Someone help me!
- What is it?
- I'm afraid to get close to her!
Calm down.
- She must be walking in her sleep.
- Are you okay, honey?
Yes, but she's grabbing my throat
while she caresses my head.
- She came when we were sleeping.
- She's dangerous!
- No, she just lost her head, that's all.
- She's singing.
What?
- She's singing.
- Yes.
- It's a nursery rhyme.
- Of course...
Diana had a small daughter.
- From Caesar?
- No.
Yours?
From someone else.
A family took care of her in Rome.
What happened to the girl
when she was deported?
I don't know.
I kind of pity her.
Good night, sweet Gaia.
Sleep tight.
- Are you alright?
- Yes.
Don't cry, I'm fine.
I cry for her.
- Hasdrubal!
- You're sleeping.
I can't go on anymore.
Even my own shadow feels tired.
Are you a happy man?
I don't know.
I'm too sleepy.
I'm not.
- You're not sleepy?
- I'm not a happy man.
Nonsense!
You have everything
to be a happy man.
Youth, strength, looks.
But I'm not smart enough.
And military men need
to be smart to succeed.
You can succeed and
still be a dumbass.
The problem is to
be a good person.
And how do you get
to be a bad person?
The key is to think...
that everybody else is there
for you to take advantage of.
Sometimes I dream
that I'm a shepherd.
I have a house,
a woman, 6 children...
lots of sheep...
and I spend the night
looking at the stars.
- What's their purpose?
- What?
The stars.
You'll break your arm.
What are you doing?
- What's he doing?
- Be quiet!
What was that?
- What?
- Didn't you hear a noise?
- No. I didn't.
- Maybe it was cat.
If we had a cat, the slaves
would have eaten it already .
Not a cat... it's a tiger!
A sleeping one.
I'm envious.
Do you think
Iberians ever dream?
- Where's he going?
- Be quiet or else they'll catch him.
- They'll kill him if he tries to escape.
- We'll all die if we don't escape.
Marcus, you must take a horse and
go to Tarraco tomorrow at dawn.
I wanted to sleep until noon.
Go to the brothel and ask
for a girl named Gaia.
She's Diana's daughter.
She's about 8 or 9 years old.
- The girl is in Tarraco?
- This is what we have to find out.
Diana has her mind
closed as a shell.
We may be able to open it if we
bring her daughter back to her.
Sir! Sir!
Kill me.
What?
I'm so sleepy I can't go on. If you
kill me I won't disobey your orders.
Don't make a scene now.
I feel the weight of my body
on my eyelids. I can't go on, sir.
Okay. Go to sleep.
I'll stay with Marcus.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you.
Everybody up!
The empire of dreams is over!
Real life begins.
It stinks in here.
We'll all go to the pond
to wash our bodies today.
You go straight to the
house of the masters.
Pompey and Marcus should
want something to eat.
They're bound to Tarraco.
- Where's the little kid?
- What?
Where's that ferret of a boy?
He had to be here!
I'm going to the henhouse.
Marcus would always eat two eggs
for breakfast.
- Don't change the subject.
- Which subject?
Where's the kid?
Here!
- Why aren't you chained?
- Are you serious?
You removed my chains
last night.
- Did I?
- Yes.
I've been sleeping
all night long!
Yes, that's what I thought too.
You kept saying "watch out,
watch out, we have to watch out..."
Are you saying that
I talk in my sleep?
At first you just talked, and
then you took off my shackles,
you went to pee at the sty
and then you lay down again.
If I went to pee at the sty,
why do I still feel like peeing now?
You pee twice as much
when you're old.
OK, forget it.
Let's go!
I'll get the eggs myself.
I'm sorry, but you need
to get your hair cut.
We haven't slept a wink
thinking about you!
You cannot exit by the tunnel.
It's like a kind of cemetery.
It's full of bones and rocks.
But I have another better idea.
Be careful, I don't want
you to be in danger again.
I only need to
steal a small pot.
What for?
Have you seen him sleeping?
He's been sleeping since
yesterday at noon.
The modernization of the Via
Heraclea is a great project, sir.
From now on it will be
called the Via Augusta.
- A very appropriate name indeed.
- Stop sucking up to me, will you?
Really wide, isn't it?
My idea is for three
chariots to fit at a time.
Three?
I don't get it.
A lane in each direction, and
one in the middle to pass.
Good idea. Yes, sir. Traffic
increases with each passing day.
You would always stumble with...
...a chariot in front of you,
and you get stuck there for a long
time, marching at a snail's pace
...until you find a detour, right?
There are terrible bottlenecks
at the exits of Rome.
Especially on circus days.
As usual, cost is the problem.
You could bring in new
batches of slaves
exclusively meant for the
construction of the new road.
Slaves need to eat, and they need
guards, who eat as well.
And architects and geologists
and engineers...
who eat more that all
the others together.
What do you think if I'd set up
some kind of toll to use the road?
Paying for driving and for going
from one town to another?
No. No.
That's unpopular, sir.
What'd I tell you?
That's unpopular!
- I didn't mention that, sir!
- But you thought about it!
- You need to attract investors.
- Investors? - Yes.
Spread the news around the city,
the province, the senate,
that Caesar is welcoming anyone
willing to collaborate in the historical
building works of the Via Augusta.
The empire is full of rich people
willing to enjoy your company.
"Enjoy my company"?
Am I a hetaera, or what?
One must take advantage
of people's vanity, sir.
There's a lot of people out there
wishing to be around the palace,
even if it's only to tell their
friends they mingle with Augustus.
- Do you think people are stupid?
- Very much so, sir.
I'll think it over.
You, out.
No, leave it here.
I feel relaxed watching it.
- This thing makes me lose my hair.
- It's the opposite...
This prevents your hair from falling off,
and brings back their original colour.
Sure. And my erections,
when will they return?
- Very soon.
- Can it be today?
- A little patience...
- Words and nothing else.
I have the remedy.
You also had it the other day, and
Phidias and Glaucus are dead now.
This time it's nothing
you can drink or eat.
What kills your potency
is not in your blood,
but in your head instead.
Yes, we must first cure your
brain, and then soften your heart.
This will ignite your confidence,
and your genitals will be...
...august once again.
How?
- With a woman.
- I have as many as I want!
Yes, you have all the
ones you want, but...
There's only one
that can heal you.
- Do you have Diana?
- Yes.
You miserable, you scoundrel...
You're a bad person!
- Let me explain...
- Go away!
Go away immediately or else
I'll kill you right now.
- Let me explain...
- I don't want to see you again!
It's very easy.
The girl works picking manure since
he arrived here with his mother.
Forget it. Caesar is more
hurt than I imagined.
- "Hurt" means "in love".
- How do you know?
I'm in love with your daughter, uncle. The
worse she hurts me, the more I want her.
You're in love with my daughter?
My condolences.
Hey...
- Hi.
- Hi.
These eyes...
- Gaia?
- Yes.
- Just a few drops, grandma.
- Are you sure it's effective?
Just ask him.
I've slept for hours, madam.
And I'm still sleepy.
- And you've slept very placidly.
- Yes.
Yes. I dreamed of very nice things:
we had good food, we were not slaves...
that we had expelled the
Romans from our land...
- Beat it!
- Yes, madam.
You made it yourself?
- Didn't Pompey help you out?
- No, he didn't.
You will be a better doctor than
him and than your grandfather.
- I don't want to be a doctor.
- Of course you don't.
You will take my place.
You will build ships.
You will bring exotic
products from the East.
You will open business delegations
in every port in the Mediterranean...
- I'll be a poet.
- A poet?
Yes, like Ovid. Or I shall
write comedies, like Plautus
or maybe I shall narrate the
life of our heroes, like Virgil.
I don't want artists
in the family, Hadrian.
- I'll be what I want to be, grandma.
- I won't let you.
- You won't be able to.
- Is that so?
You'll probably be dead
by the time I grow up.
You stop right there or I start yelling.
I saw you.
- What were you doing in grandma's room?
- Nothing.
- What have you stolen?
- Nothing!
- It's Hadrian's potion!
- No, it isn't.
- What do you want it for?
- For nothing.
- I'm not stupid!
- I want to play a joke on Hasdrubal.
You want to make him sleep?
- Yes.
- I'll tell him about it.
- Don't! - You can't give me
orders, you're my slave.
I'll give you one thing
if you keep the secret.
- You don't have anything of interest.
- Are you sure?
Come here!
Don't get away!
My daughter!
- Where are we?
- My place.
But this is not Rome
or even Sicily.
- We are in Hispania!
- Yes. Tarraco.
- But she is...
- Claudia. My wife.
Madam...
Please don't hurt my girl. She has
nothing to do with what happened.
- I had no intention to...
- It was a trap from Livia.
- Livia?
- Yes, Caesar's wife, the empress.
You didn't know either?
The emperor and I spent
a few days in Sicily.
And she tried to poison me.
I had a really bad fever,
and Augustus left me stranded,
fearing he might catch it too.
- No, he sent me to heal you.
- He sent you Livia.
She made you stay for long, and
you know what ended up happening.
They poured elixir of love
to the remedies I took
and to the wine that your
husband would drink.
That made us fall into
each other's arms.
That's a nice story, but
Pompey needs no elixir.
Do you really think that if I had been
the mistress of my own actions
I would have jeopardized
my relationship with Caesar?
And him?
Livia can do anything in Rome.
Why would she had to
take so much trouble?
Jealousy.
Jealousy would make
you do anything.
Auntie, your pigeon!
It pooed in my hands.
Here, onto the table.
- You can have dinner now.
- Porridge again?
With a little luck there'll be plenty
of broth and we'll be able to share it.
What about the new one and her daughter?
Will they eat here or with them?
Here.
Slave or person food?
- Your tongue is like a snake.
- Perhaps I'm hungry.
They'll eat like persons do.
Add some to the broth.
- I'd like you to taste it first.
- Why so?
My nose is stuffy.
I can't guess if it's well done.
Let me see.
It needs more salt, but it will be
alright after the meat is added.
Too cheerful.
I want a sadder song.
It's the saddest one in
our repertoire, sir.
We have played it in many
funerals and people would cry.
Out!
If you are such bad artists
who are incapable of reflecting
the despair of a broken soul...
...you might as well
drift away from me.
Oh gods
...who hide inside the
darkness of a moonless night...
Why don't you empty my mind?
Why don't you free
me from the memory?
Why don't you help me forget?
Oh, gods...!
Where are you?
Won't you eat your soup, madam?
- I'm not hungry. Take it away.
- Can I have yours?
- Julia, are you okay?
- I've got a knot in my stomach.
It's going to be
a fateful night.
- Can I sleep with you?
- Are you serious?
- I don't want to sleep alone!
- But you sleep with Marcia!
It's like sleeping alone. There's
nothing that can wake her up.
- What should wake me up?
- We must keep an eye open all night.
- Julia, that's enough!
- She's crazy!
I believe Petronius answered you.
Didn't he, Claudia?
Yes, he did.
So what's the plan?
Are you going back to Rome for good?
I don't know yet.
If you get him to grant us a
loan, he will be most welcome.
- Don't give her any ideas.
- Why shouldn't I?
I don't like my wife to
owe anything to anyone.
And much less to a man who
smells her like a dog.
Someone will have to
build up this family.
Since you and your
wonderful ideas,
closed all your doors to palace.
We'll see about that.
We've seen enough already.
Do you dare to incite your daughter
to commit adultery in my presence?
I do.
I'll pass on dessert.
Me too.
- Don't you feel a bit dizzy?
- It must be the storm.
The storm outside or
the storm here inside?
What did you put in our soup?
Argh... Pompey...
The prophecy!
Don't kill the children!
Now!
- Are they all asleep?
- Yes.
- The young girl isn't.
- The young girl?
Julia. She wasn't hungry.
Bread for all!
- What's this rope for?
- Nothing. I'll be right back.
- Will you kill a child?
- She's a Roman!
- She can't do us no harm!
- They're our enemies.
They invaded and enslaved us, they
killed our brothers and parents!
- Not them!
- They are part of the empire.
Listen to me. We take what we
need: jewels, weapons, horses
and we go to the mountains.
I'll take a sword, and I'll slit the throat
of everyone who crosses my path.
- Please...!
- And then I'll burn their house.
- You can't do this!
- Why not?
- You can't kill defenceless people.
- Why not?
Because you're my father.
You!
Stop right there!
Oh, magnanimous Apollo, please
help me in this time of danger!
No!
Nooo!
No!
Go away.
What will you do with my parents, my
sister, my cousins, my grandmother?
- Open this door and run!
- Will you kill them?
I will not kill anyone
because I'm not like you.
Go away before I regret it!
Fine, we don't kill them.
But let me cut and take
their hair as a memento.
Take whatever we can
use to get away.
Arinsal, the chariot.
Let's get the horses!
Where are you going?
To the mountains.
Are you coming with us?
No.
You don't want to be free?
I'm afraid of being free.
Caesar is coming!
Caesar is coming with soldiers!
- Take your weapons, we will fight!
- They're too many!
- Well we will die fighting!
- No! Just pretend you're asleep.
- What?
- Everyone lay on the floor now!
- Come on!
- She's right.
We just lay on the floor.
What if it's a trick?
They're here!
Lay down!
- Why is the door open?
- I'm scared, sir.
- Who are you?
- Pompey's daughter.
Why are all these people
lying on the floor?
- I made them sleep. My family too.
- Are you a witch?
I put some potion in their food.
Why would you do that?
It's a potion I made with my cousin.
A stupid game, and now I'm scared.
- Are you sure they're not dead?
- No, they aren't, sir.
Diana.
You still have
precious hair!
Three days?
And three nights.
He didn't even leave his room
to welcome the embassies.
What love can do!
It's about having
what you really want.
So our Augustus is the man
he once was back again.
Yep. And we've won back
his esteem for us.
And that's why we're eating
truffled quails again.
No, I got the food
on my side.
Really?
How?
I negotiated with one thing
that Julia gave to me.
- What thing?
- A ring.
- A ring?
- Where did she find it?
That's something that
maybe Mandoni can answer.
Where did the Arinsal find the
ring with the green stone?
I beg your pardon?
You know what I'm talking about.
I don't.
Mandoni, we Romans can be
anything... but not stupid.
Try harder.
We have...
all the time in the world.
In fact,
we have all our life for this.
Dear Vespasian,
when did you arrive?
We thought you got lost between
the Cantabri and the Astures!
The campaign is over.
- Another victory of Rome.
- This old man has to be my husband?
It's him!
It's him!
What?
The general who burned our
town and killed our people!
Marcia's wedding with
Vespasian can't happen.
- We should have thought about it earlier.
- He's sick.
Better still.
He won't last long.
This wedding
will be a blessing for us all.
Specially for your business.
A husband with a stone
in his kidney...
And millions of sestercii
in real estate.
Marcia!
Marcus!
- What are you doing, children?
- He was seducing me. - Me?
- Why do you stare at me like that?
- I can't stare at you any other way.
I don't like to be stared at.
Go away.
- We have to get Mandoni out of here.
- You look so beautiful.
Please.
***Fansubs by MoonCT***