La via Augusta (2007): Season 1, Episode 5 - A vida o mort - full transcript
THE VIA AUGUSTA
V. Life or death
I'm fine, I'm fine!
Really, don't worry!
What happened exactly?
Nothing. The pork just
didn't agree with me.
The cook will be whipped.
What about the slave?
He is Arioske's son.
- He wanted to avenge his father.
- It's only natural.
- But the fact is that he didn't kill you.
- No, he didn't. How so?
He didn't have the time.
How do you know? You had
passed out when I arrived.
Yes, how do you know?
- Well, I guess...
- I'd say he saved you instead.
He wanted to stab me!
- And why didn't he?
- Yes, why didn't he?
Why argue?
Let's just crucify him.
No!
Who dares contradicting me?
This is a funny house, Drusilla.
Half-baked homicides, voices
coming out of nowhere...
I'll find my palace
very boring now.
Caesar, I ask you to be able to
decide the fate of this slave.
It was to me who he wanted to kill.
And I'd like to have right over his life.
It seems fair to me.
He's your prisoner.
I should have him
killed right here.
But it would be too much of a sweet death.
We'll send him to the galleys.
Oh, excellent idea.
The galleys are an awful place to be.
Take him to the dungeon.
Well, I must be going.
I must receive three commissions tomorrow.
And you be careful. I need you as strong
as a rock for the Astures campaign.
And they also want you to be strong
for other campaigns, my friend!
What'd I tell you?
Pure chance.
Chance? The gods exist, Hadrian.
And they put us to test all the time.
If you only see with your eyes,
then you see very little.
Nobody can survive the galleys.
- None of my business.
- We must do something about it!
Yes, we'll be quiet
and go to sleep.
I won't let them kill
him, do you hear me?
We'll all die one
way or another.
- You're always on their side!
- There's no other option.
- Don't you have feelings?
- Slaves don't have any of that.
- They're not part of the price.
- You're not a man!
I'll be what you want, but I won't
end up in the galleys like Mandoni.
- Leave him!
- Stop it!
- Don't touch him!
- Stop it!
I already rebelled
as a young man.
But it isn't worth it.
They always win.
Watch over him if you don't want him
to follow the steps of his father.
Good night.
What are you doing?
I'm your husband.
Well, it's not the curtain's fault.
It knows just like you that I'm
entitled to sleep with my wife.
You've drunk too much.
You know I could repudiate you for
keeping me away from your bed?
Do it.
I see desire in your face,
but I know it's not for me.
How can you be so...?
- So what?
- So cold!
I didn't use to be.
You've always been
sweet but cold.
It's your mother's fault!
Where are you going?
I'm going to talk to her! That's
what you'd want, wouldn't you?
You will catch pneumonia by
going around barefooted.
Well, I'll call a doctor then.
She's your wife. You don't
have to ask for her permission.
- Permission to what?
- You know what I'm talking about.
Are you advising me to
rape your daughter?
What are you afraid of?
To lose contact with
Caesar if we divorce?
My relationship with
Augustus is perfect.
I invited him and he came by.
Are you sure he did it for you?
One day you'll ask
to kiss my feet.
Why should we watch over him?
We're not his in-laws.
- How many times do I have to explain?
- I'm hungry! I want breakfast!
Can't you deprive yourself
a little for your son?
Yes, dad. Deprive
yourself a little for me.
We could eat here, in silence.
Hold on.
- You'll wake him up!
- That's what I want.
What are you doing here?
We've been watching over
you all night long.
Just in case you had
another stroke.
Marcus was very worried
about your health.
- He spent all night praying to the gods.
- To all of them!
All he wants is to become your aid.
- That's his only wish!
- Can he fight?
Can he fight, you say? This boy
here, is a killing machine!
- I haven't killed anyone yet.
- Wait until you start...
So you want to go to war?
I always wanted to be
a military man, sir.
To wear a nice armour, to hold a good
sword, to ride a good horse...
The campaign against the
Astures is a very hard one.
I know, but I have
no fear beside you.
Are you sure this is what you want?
Serving me?
I could die for you.
Well, before you die, could
you bring me some breakfast?
It is me!
I'm cleaning up.
I dreamt that someone
was attacking me.
You can see it's not true.
I remember now.
It was my mother-in-law.
Can you let go of my arm, sir?
No.
I must clean up.
You'll do as I say.
So what will it be?
You should know by now.
Sir...
You must stop them from sending
Mandoni to the galleys!
I don't feel like talking
about Mandoni now.
Please have mercy.
He has to come back home.
Why are you so interested?
He's my brother.
- Your brother?
- Yes. Didn't you see we look alike?
Most Iberians look
the same to me.
We only have each other.
You slaughtered the
rest of our family.
- We did?
- The Romans did.
I don't like wars.
I know, I know.
You're a man of peace.
- You are a righteous man...
- I'm a man.
If you release my brother,
I will only live to serve you.
I'll obey you...
I'll do anything you ask me to.
You naughty woman.
- Will you do it for me?
- No.
I will do it for me.
For me.
I'm here, sir.
Oh, Pompey. Did you know that reading
a bit is good for your digestion?
Yes, I heard about it.
And these disastrous reports from
the Senate are a good laxative.
My vaults are empty!
As always!
And do you know why?
Too many public servants!
Sometimes I wonder what kind of legacy
will we leave to future generations.
Aqueducts, walls? No, a state
full of public servants instead!
I urgently need the gold of
the mountains of the Astures.
Either this or an epidemic that can
bring down all the parasites of Rome!
Do you think Vespasian is healthy
enough to start a campaign?
- Frankly...
- He's my best general.
- He won't say, but he's fucked up.
- Ostia!
I beg your pardon?
It's an expression of mine.
Do you like it?
Oh. Yes.
What does it mean?
I was walking down the beach of Ostia
when I stepped onto a sea urchin.
It hurt so bad, that every time
I have a problem, I go "Ostia"!
I may make it a trend.
- General Vespasian Octavius Romulus!
- The fucked up one.
- Ave, Caesar!
- Ave, Caesar!
Ave, Ave.
Please sit down.
How have you spent the night?
Perfectly, Caesar.
How old are you, Vespasian?
- Me?
- Yes, you.
Like you, more or less, Caesar.
- A splendid age.
- Thank you, Caesar.
But you're not holding
up very well, are you?
They're expression wrinkles.
Made by the sun.
But your legs are beautiful.
Yes, that's what everyone tells me.
It's a big responsibility to send
you to lead 10,000 men at your age.
Plautus was my age when
he wrote his best work.
Writing is not like fighting.
Writing is thinking,
and I don't fight.
I think about the strategy my men
should follow on the battlefield.
I don't know.
I'll do whatever
he can't do, sir!
- Who's this?
- My aid.
Still a novice.
He's doesn't know yet that when leaders
talk, the rest must remain silent.
- I've seen you before.
- Yesterday night at the dinner.
- Your son?
- No, my nephew. I have two daughters.
The eldest one is my fiancée, Marcia.
I have the energy to get
married, to fight...
- I have a young soul!
- And a stone in your kidney.
I've fought bigger
stones before.
And here I am.
Can he be cured?
Yes.
But he should be operated.
And how long would it
take for him to recover?
- Three weeks.
- Three weeks?
That's an eternity.
Eternity will be your natural state
if you go to the front like this.
A caravan of Nubian slaves is
arriving in Tripoli next week.
Forget it.
Why? We could have them
here in just 5 days!
Too many die on the way.
But we could resell the
survivors as gladiators.
No.
They say that Nubian
girls are amazing.
All the more the
reason to say no.
Are you afraid that Pompey may
keep them all for himself?
He'll start looking under the rocks
again if you keep him away from your bed.
That's none of your business.
He looks worried and I don't like it.
Too many things around.
Things around?
The wedding of the girl, business,
Marcus getting closer to Caesar...
- Please let us work.
- Please let ME work too.
What I just said is work too. And you'd
better work on the love of Pompey.
If you divorce, we could
lose Caesar's favour.
It's as if there's nothing else
in this world than Caesar!
There isn't.
You wanted me to leave
him not long ago.
Don't be so prudish now!
You're crazy about him.
A messenger just
brought this to me.
- What is it? - I don't know,
but it smells like a dead rat.
Musk essence.
They take it off cats' testicles
- Yuck!
- It's a perfume.
- It attracts men.
- I don't need it. For you.
- Neither do I.
- I'll take it.
- Where is it from?
- The Publii Pompilii sent it to me.
It's a wedding gift.
I'll have to return it.
I've said it a thousand times already.
I won't marry him.
Of course you will!
Mother, please.
I want to marry someone I like!
Give the general a chance.
You may end up liking him.
You will live the life you want.
What are you doing?
Committing suicide!
Just a moment...
I can't see it well.
You're able to know what will happen
to Mandoni by looking at a liver?
- Yes, yes, almost there.
- She'll make it up.
Shut up!
How can you believe that the future
is written in the liver of a duck?
Don't listen to him.
He always envied my powers.
- Oh yes, as if you were a witch.
- I can be one!
- So do you see anything at all?
- I just don't understand.
- What?
- The liver says that Mandoni...
- ...will escape.
- No.
- Will he die in galleys?
- No, he won't either.
The liver says that...
Mandoni is your father.
- Your father! She's crazy!
- Is he?
Yes, he is.
- How is it possible...?
- Do I have powers now, you fool?
Don't play with food! I've been
looking for this duck for hours!
Arinsal, get to the kitchen.
You're always fooling around.
Your grandmother was
looking for you, Julia.
- Are you sure he's his father?
- Mm-hm.
- Why is he hiding it?
- Slaves would never tell the truth.
So livers talk to you.
Not always.
But you can smell a liar a mile off.
I wouldn't like it either, if they'd
send my father to the galleys.
What if we'd have
been born slaves?
- It would be horrible.
- Awful.
Do you ever think that we
Romans may be bad people?
Yes, I do.
And what do you do
when that happens?
I look at livers.
It's too big.
I'll have to operate.
No, that's not an option.
I open to get your stone off,
I sew you
and after three weeks
you can go North.
No. My brother
died in an operation.
A horrible infection which
developed into gangrene.
No, no.
I will never be operated.
The pain will kill you
and you'll pee blood.
I already do!
I'm not afraid of pain.
But I don't want to die
slit open like a lamb.
I'd like to talk to you
about something else.
Is it about Marcia?
No. It's about the
slave that you jailed.
The ship's sailing in two days.
Everything has been arranged.
You don't have to send
him to the galleys.
What do you mean?
Well, I'll be honest with you.
I'm crazy about his sister.
Oh yes...
That slave... Sagunta.
No. Numantia.
Oh yes, she's quite a bird.
Do you see what I mean?
But why should you have to
give her a grace to have her?
You are the master,
she's already yours.
I'd rather have her completely.
You're a romantic!
Just like me.
Sex alone is not satisfying.
I need women to
love me back a bit.
I understand.
But I cannot set him
free unpunished.
Be careful, you animal!
- I'm sorry, sir.
- Beat it!
- Oh, of course! That's it!
- What?
The solution to please both your
slave and my wounded pride.
What is it?
I own one of the best gladiators
in the world, Ursus of Ilerda.
- Do you know him?
- I've heard about him.
He cost me an arm and a leg,
but it has been a good deal.
You should see him.
He's a beast.
He can fight 3 lions at a time.
What about the slave?
My gladiator needs...
some exercise.
I don't get it.
I'll make your slave fight against Ursus
of Ilerda. A life or death combat.
That's worse than the galleys.
Not sure if it's worse,
but it's sure faster.
And Sagunta will think that at
least you gave him a chance.
Not bad.
It's a very good move.
And we'll have fun to boot.
So, is it a deal?
Deal.
Very well.
And whenever you get tired of
Sagunta, you can send her my way.
What are you looking for?
Nothing.
Well, what are you doing?
- Nothing.
- You're a liar.
- Well, YOU are!
- Me? Why do you say so?
You already knew that
Mandoni was my father.
I guessed it.
I have powers.
You heard us, or Hasdrubal told you.
What do I know!
Okay, but don't tell idiot Hadrian.
I won't tell him if you get
me a pair of new sandals.
- How could I find them?
- I'll tell him, then.
Okay, sandals for you.
With leather laces.
- It's there!
- What are you looking for?
Men stuff.
You'd better not ask.
Does "men" mean you?
Yes.
Don't make me laugh!
Men!
Apollo, if you make me a
child, make it a girl.
- Antonius!
- Yes?
Did you cheat me with a tiger?
- Eh?
- You stink like a tiger in heat.
- It's called perfume.
- You're getting me dizzy.
Oh, hello, Marcus.
What did Caesar tell you?
- Tell me!
- Nothing.
- Why?
- It felt as if I wasn't there.
- Can't be so.
- He doesn't consider me a grown up man.
- Because you're not.
- Mother!
You father can't keep a secret!
You are a virgin!
Everyone sees that, and that's why
they don't see me as a military man.
We'll fix this right away.
Which is the best brothel in the city?
- Mother, please!
- Problems must be tackled, son.
The best brothel is around
the corner, at the Forum.
It's owned by a Greek
woman, Lydia Lapodaka.
How do you know?
I went there once...
Oh, it's a long story.
I have some coins to get
free service there.
Let's go then!
- I don't want to go!
- That's not an option!
I can go alone!
We'll wait for you outside.
- Do you have any coins to spare?
- Shut up!
What are you waiting for?
- Madam, please...
- You don't like me?
You are beautiful.
Then go ahead!
I can't!
Oh yes, you can. I've seen you
naked and you're more than able.
If they catch us,
they'll crucify me!
If you don't deflower me now,
I'll be the one to crucify you!
How dare you?
- I have the permission of your parents.
- I'm not a child anymore!
- What are you trying to do?
- He was taking advantage of me!
That's not true!
Beat it!
Get to the kitchen right now!
I swear by Apollo! May lightning
strike me dead if I'm lying!
Much worse than that. You'll be striken
dead by your grandmother instead!
Poor Marcus first. And now a slave.
What else must we expect?
- Whatever it takes!
- Don't talk back to me like that!
I don't like Vespasian.
He could be my grandfather.
- His legs are beautiful.
- Then why don't you marry him?
- You deserve a good punishment.
- I'll kill myself if you cut my hair.
You're young and full of energy.
Your body needs to
try new things.
Don't make me clean
up the kitchen...
This should produce a good harvest.
- Did you wash your feet?
- No, I dragged them by the dunghill.
We'll say that it's a fruity wine.
I know you're watching me.
I know you desire me.
And if I end up having no other
choice than to marry Vespasian,
I'll bring you to my service.
And I'll make you castrate
and you'll be my eunuch.
- Against the best gladiator in Hispania?
- Yes.
- But he'll kill Mandoni.
- Most probably.
He has one chance out of ten.
But at least...
- Get your hands off me!
- What do you mean?
I could have you killed
for much less than this.
Go ahead.
- Do you really love him that much?
- More than anything in this world.
He's a lucky man.
Dying in a show is not
exactly being lucky.
Go away.
Couldn't you talk with
the general again, sir?
Go away before I regret it!
What are you doing here?
Who told you that you could
get inside Vespasian's room?
- What's in this jar?
- A potion.
- For Vespasian?
- Yes.
- And where's the potion?
- Well, it...
- You don't know what to say, right?
- I was hunting down beetles.
Beetles?
I eat them.
- What?
- They're tasty.
Is that an Iberian dish?
- Don't sit there!
- Why?
It's dangerous.
Dangerous?
Why?
There could be a snake around.
A snake?
Here at home?
You never know.
Please don't beat me!
I wasn't going to.
On the contrary, I really like
to see you worrying about me.
There are many snakes out there.
You must be careful.
I kill them with my sling.
- You do?
- Snakes, rabbits, even wild boars!
Has anyone ever told you
you've got very pretty eyes?
No.
You do have them.
- They are dark, like the Egyptians'.
- What are the Egyptians?
I would have liked to have
had a child with your eyes.
And why don't you?
Because it's no longer possible.
Arinsal!
Don't bother the lady.
He's not bothering me.
Go to the kitchen.
Your son is very clever.
- Just like any other children.
- No, he's not.
If I can help you some other way...
Have you been crying?
I got some dust in my eyes.
Numantia...
If you ever need help,
just ask me.
Thank you, madam.
- No quirky stuff, please.
- Understood.
- All very normal, as usual.
- Okay.
No aphrodisiacs either.
- Not even some asparagus juice?
- Forget it.
Our son would reach port at the start of
the journey, if you know what I mean.
Oh, a premature one.
Excess of virility!
- He's taken after me.
- You'd better shut up.
Don't worry, I have an infallible
remedy for incontinent men.
Treat him well. He's a very
sensitive and shy boy.
Are you sure that
your son likes women?
My son does.
That's musk essence, right?
You've got a good nose.
I also wear it sometimes
when the fleet arrives.
We're not here to talk about perfumes!
Let's get down to business.
Kid, you can come.
That's some kid!
Maybe another day?
I have a heavy stomach right now.
That's the tension
you have inside of you.
- Really?
- Don't worry. I'll make you relax.
Come with me.
Here's for victory
after the battle!
Why are you crying?
A mother is a mother.
Here and in Rome.
You do it very well.
It seems you were born for this.
And you seem to have been
born to scare children!
The more spits, the
tastier it will get.
When I get rich, I'll
make you cut to pieces!
You'll have to marry uncle
Vespasian to be rich.
I would marry an elephant
if I could see you dead!
- Done?
- I think it will be enough for today.
- Where's Marcus?
- He'll be here in a minute.
- So how was it?
- He needed it very badly.
- What do you mean?
- He's recovered 4 years in 15 minutes.
I'll never forget this day.
I won't either, honey.
You're the most fantastic
woman in the world.
- Oh, he's fallen in love.
- Just what we needed.
I still have three coins left.
Can I come back tonight?
Tonight...? I can't.
I must go to the theatre.
There's no theatre in Tarraco!
There's a very small one
for friends and amateurs.
But my pupils will be here if the
boy wants to come back tonight.
I only want you, Lydia.
Don't get obsessed with a single apple
when you can have the whole apple tree.
What?
I asked Vespasian to hold
the combat here at home.
- At home?
- Isn't that a great idea?
You could have warned me.
You're never happy
with anything, Pompey.
I love gladiator fights.
Man at his most savage.
It will be held here. That will
set an example for the slaves.
- And I just invited all the neighbours in.
- The neighbours?
I'll have the best gladiator
in Hispania fighting in my yard.
Shouldn't I take
advantage of it?
A good excuse to introduce
ourselves in this one horse town.
But there are wealthy
people in it.
You see the business
part in everything.
So you're not interested
in money now?
- I'm interested in what money can buy.
- Same thing. Don't be cynical.
I have 3 ships moored and
waiting for clients.
And there are plenty
of landowners around.
- Are you alright, Marcus?
- Me? Yes, why?
You haven't stopped
smiling all the time.
It's as if you were elsewhere.
I am.
He sees himself at war, fighting
the Cantabrians hand-to-hand, right?
- Yeah, right...
- When are you leaving West?
Soon, very soon.
We'll celebrate the wedding
next week, and the next one...
If your health allows...
Don't rain on my parade!
Where's Marcia, by the way?
She had to retire. It's been a
very busy day for her today.
Really?
We could say she discovered her
interest in the elaboration of wine.
Gentlemen, the
gladiator has arrived.
He doesn't make an impression at first.
But I assure you he's a beast.
What do you think?
- I imagined him taller.
- And brawnier.
He moves like an eel and he's as fierce
as a lion. Show your teeth!
By Jupiter!
- You should see him wearing a trident.
- Poor Mandoni.
Come over here.
- Are all these scars from fighting?
- Yes.
This one was made by a panther.
And this one was made by a couple of
Numidian gladiators who are in hell now.
- Yes, and this one...
- A tiger?
No, I fell down the stairs.
Hasdrubal, take him to the kitchen
and have them give him some dinner.
Where will he sleep?
- In the barn.
- With the animals?
He will find himself at home there.
- Engarri!
- Numantia!
So you're the great
gladiator now?
What can I say...
And who are you in here?
They caught us and we were...
I was bought by the owner of a
gladiator's school, one Agrippa.
Almost two years ago.
I've fought in Rome,
in Lutetia...
They named me Ursus of Ilerda,
the Bear of Lleida.
How's Mandoni?
You will fight against him tomorrow.
- What?
- Mandoni will be your rival.
Is he a gladiator too?
They put him in prison. And his
punishment is to fight against you.
Life or death.
When things go wrong,
they can always get worse.
Are you going to kill him?
You grew up with him.
He taught you how to fight!
It's him or me.
Either I kill him or I let him kill me.
Isn't there anything
else you could do?
I don't know.
- Engarri!
- Arinsal?
- Look at you, big boy!
- Have you come to save my father?
- I'm not in for anybody!
- I'm Marcus.
- For you even less.
- Marcia...
- I'm prepared now.
- What?
- I'm a man now!
- What were you before, a goat?
I was half-baked man.
But now I'm a complete man.
I'm here to show you.
You come now, when I'm exhausted?
Now that I couldn't be arsed moved?
- I just met a wonderful woman.
- You did?
She has taught me all
the pleasures of love.
- In one afternoon?
- She's very professional.
And you come here to
tell me about it?
I just need to tell someone.
Men can lose virginity
and nothing happens.
What's more, you can spread it
around and feel proud about it.
- It's not fair!
- We men are superior, Marcia.
Superior to what?
You slap me all the time. Does that
mean that you love me very much?
I don't love you, but I like
to see that you love me!
Everything's over now.
You just met another woman, who's
much better than me, apparently.
I'm not surprised, because
I never do things right.
My life is a complete mess.
I'm doomed to marry
an old fossil.
Everything will be alright.
- I can't see how.
- I'll do my best to help you.
- What is it?
- It's so disgusting!
- What?
- It's huge!
That's what Lydia told me.
- Well, this isn't such a big deal.
- There's a snake!
There's a snake inside the bed!
Kill it, Marcus!
Did you hear a scream?
- No. Did you?
- I ask you because I did.
Excuse me, I spoke
without thinking.
Excuse me too.
I'm a bit nervous.
Okay, so we forgive each other.
- Are you wearing...?
- I also like to attract men.
I'm always attracted by it.
And you know.
You're always ready to play around.
And your taste is so... eclectic.
Men are depraved individuals.
If you want your marriage to last...
You must let your man keep
his fantasies out of the house.
Are you assuming women
don't have fantasies?
Yes. Women have a great
fantasy: it's called love.
Love?
You don't know
anything about us!
Come on, keep on working!
Take him to the barn.
I don't want you to
watch the fight.
Arinsal!
- This man cannot fight in this condition.
- Oh yes, he can.
- He'll be knocked out at the start.
- It won't be that easy.
That's the way I like it.
Courage.
It's a crime.
Bring a washbowl to wash him.
And a masseuse.
And a triclinium and towels.
This man must be ready at noon.
I told you it would be crowded.
We'll make a good
deal out of this.
Some have already
made their own deal.
Look at our son...
- What is she doing here?
- Marcus may have invited her.
When?
Early this morning he
rushed down to Tarraco.
- You can see where he was going to.
- We cannot tolerate this.
We helped him become a man, but
we can't pay his whores now.
If you want, we can go
to my room...
...and I'll show you
my mineral collection.
- After the combat.
- It will only be a moment.
- Just like this morning...
- You like me so much!
Just like on the chariot
on our way over here...
You looked so spectacular
under the sunlight...
- And under the bridge...?
- Even more!
- So are you coming?
- I'm on a break now.
Come on...
I hope they're
bitten by a snake.
What are we waiting for?
Be patient, Drusilla.
You want to see some
good-looking men, don't you?
She looks lovely.
Like an Aphrodite.
Engarri!
We will fight one another.
- That's funny.
- Maybe they love each other.
- Maybe it's an Iberian habit.
- Maybe they have an eclectic taste too.
I'll try to be quick.
I'll fight until the end.
As you like it.
Good luck.
No!
Arinsal don't!
Saute sutans!
Must he die yet?
- Quicker than the blinking of an eye.
- What a disgrace.
They don't fight
like they used to.
My man is a great fighter.
Your Iberian is the lame one.
You could give him
another chance.
My world has no second chances.
But this is not the war.
It's just entertainment.
Alright.
- Don't kill him!
- Kill him!
Kill him!
Kill him! Kill him!
- Kill him!
- Save him!
Are you asking me to kill him?
Just tell me why.
What harm has this man done to me?
None.
He's a slave, like me.
He lives far from his land, under
the yoke of his master, like me!
A man you have tied,
punished, whipped, humiliated...
A man who has to lick the floor
when he's told to, like me.
His life is worth less than the
shadow of a dog, like mine.
Like the life of each and everyone
of the slaves of the empire.
And now you want me to kill him?
Just tell me why.
Why should I kill a man like me if
it would be like killing myself?
Just for you to have
fun watching it?
Is that it?
Does this prove that you're the
civilized people and I'm the savage?
Is that it?
I'm ordering you to kill him.
I won't kill a brother.
If someone must
die, then kill me.
This slave of yours has
gone out of his mind.
He fought like a hero.
He deserves to be free.
Must I allow him to disobey my
orders in front of everyone?
If you forgive him, you'll become
Vespasian the magnanimous.
He must be worth a
fortune as a gladiator.
The people like to believe
that they are right sometimes.
- Forgive him!
- Yes, forgive him!
- He must be forgiven!
- He must be saved!
Hear me out!
The combat is over.
The slave is the winner.
I've decided to return
him to this house.
Which will be mine too...
...when I marry my future wife.
These Iberians have odd habits.
Brothers kiss on the mouth.
You eat too fast.
I'm Caesar.
I can eat as I please.
Wouldn't you have the stone
of everlasting love there?
They just brought this.
It's from Lydia Lapodaka.
Red it to me.
- Me?
- You know I don't like reading.
You'll be so happy, my dear.
Like us.
Where does it hurt?
- Here!
- His tummy!
It's not his tummy.
Blood!
What were you expecting?
Marsala wine?
- This child is an idiot!
- He's just sensitive!
I'm getting hungry.
- I'm here to make a will.
- By all the gods!
Move and you're a dead.
What's so strange about it?
We're married.
We can share a bath.
I'm not a widow?
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V. Life or death
I'm fine, I'm fine!
Really, don't worry!
What happened exactly?
Nothing. The pork just
didn't agree with me.
The cook will be whipped.
What about the slave?
He is Arioske's son.
- He wanted to avenge his father.
- It's only natural.
- But the fact is that he didn't kill you.
- No, he didn't. How so?
He didn't have the time.
How do you know? You had
passed out when I arrived.
Yes, how do you know?
- Well, I guess...
- I'd say he saved you instead.
He wanted to stab me!
- And why didn't he?
- Yes, why didn't he?
Why argue?
Let's just crucify him.
No!
Who dares contradicting me?
This is a funny house, Drusilla.
Half-baked homicides, voices
coming out of nowhere...
I'll find my palace
very boring now.
Caesar, I ask you to be able to
decide the fate of this slave.
It was to me who he wanted to kill.
And I'd like to have right over his life.
It seems fair to me.
He's your prisoner.
I should have him
killed right here.
But it would be too much of a sweet death.
We'll send him to the galleys.
Oh, excellent idea.
The galleys are an awful place to be.
Take him to the dungeon.
Well, I must be going.
I must receive three commissions tomorrow.
And you be careful. I need you as strong
as a rock for the Astures campaign.
And they also want you to be strong
for other campaigns, my friend!
What'd I tell you?
Pure chance.
Chance? The gods exist, Hadrian.
And they put us to test all the time.
If you only see with your eyes,
then you see very little.
Nobody can survive the galleys.
- None of my business.
- We must do something about it!
Yes, we'll be quiet
and go to sleep.
I won't let them kill
him, do you hear me?
We'll all die one
way or another.
- You're always on their side!
- There's no other option.
- Don't you have feelings?
- Slaves don't have any of that.
- They're not part of the price.
- You're not a man!
I'll be what you want, but I won't
end up in the galleys like Mandoni.
- Leave him!
- Stop it!
- Don't touch him!
- Stop it!
I already rebelled
as a young man.
But it isn't worth it.
They always win.
Watch over him if you don't want him
to follow the steps of his father.
Good night.
What are you doing?
I'm your husband.
Well, it's not the curtain's fault.
It knows just like you that I'm
entitled to sleep with my wife.
You've drunk too much.
You know I could repudiate you for
keeping me away from your bed?
Do it.
I see desire in your face,
but I know it's not for me.
How can you be so...?
- So what?
- So cold!
I didn't use to be.
You've always been
sweet but cold.
It's your mother's fault!
Where are you going?
I'm going to talk to her! That's
what you'd want, wouldn't you?
You will catch pneumonia by
going around barefooted.
Well, I'll call a doctor then.
She's your wife. You don't
have to ask for her permission.
- Permission to what?
- You know what I'm talking about.
Are you advising me to
rape your daughter?
What are you afraid of?
To lose contact with
Caesar if we divorce?
My relationship with
Augustus is perfect.
I invited him and he came by.
Are you sure he did it for you?
One day you'll ask
to kiss my feet.
Why should we watch over him?
We're not his in-laws.
- How many times do I have to explain?
- I'm hungry! I want breakfast!
Can't you deprive yourself
a little for your son?
Yes, dad. Deprive
yourself a little for me.
We could eat here, in silence.
Hold on.
- You'll wake him up!
- That's what I want.
What are you doing here?
We've been watching over
you all night long.
Just in case you had
another stroke.
Marcus was very worried
about your health.
- He spent all night praying to the gods.
- To all of them!
All he wants is to become your aid.
- That's his only wish!
- Can he fight?
Can he fight, you say? This boy
here, is a killing machine!
- I haven't killed anyone yet.
- Wait until you start...
So you want to go to war?
I always wanted to be
a military man, sir.
To wear a nice armour, to hold a good
sword, to ride a good horse...
The campaign against the
Astures is a very hard one.
I know, but I have
no fear beside you.
Are you sure this is what you want?
Serving me?
I could die for you.
Well, before you die, could
you bring me some breakfast?
It is me!
I'm cleaning up.
I dreamt that someone
was attacking me.
You can see it's not true.
I remember now.
It was my mother-in-law.
Can you let go of my arm, sir?
No.
I must clean up.
You'll do as I say.
So what will it be?
You should know by now.
Sir...
You must stop them from sending
Mandoni to the galleys!
I don't feel like talking
about Mandoni now.
Please have mercy.
He has to come back home.
Why are you so interested?
He's my brother.
- Your brother?
- Yes. Didn't you see we look alike?
Most Iberians look
the same to me.
We only have each other.
You slaughtered the
rest of our family.
- We did?
- The Romans did.
I don't like wars.
I know, I know.
You're a man of peace.
- You are a righteous man...
- I'm a man.
If you release my brother,
I will only live to serve you.
I'll obey you...
I'll do anything you ask me to.
You naughty woman.
- Will you do it for me?
- No.
I will do it for me.
For me.
I'm here, sir.
Oh, Pompey. Did you know that reading
a bit is good for your digestion?
Yes, I heard about it.
And these disastrous reports from
the Senate are a good laxative.
My vaults are empty!
As always!
And do you know why?
Too many public servants!
Sometimes I wonder what kind of legacy
will we leave to future generations.
Aqueducts, walls? No, a state
full of public servants instead!
I urgently need the gold of
the mountains of the Astures.
Either this or an epidemic that can
bring down all the parasites of Rome!
Do you think Vespasian is healthy
enough to start a campaign?
- Frankly...
- He's my best general.
- He won't say, but he's fucked up.
- Ostia!
I beg your pardon?
It's an expression of mine.
Do you like it?
Oh. Yes.
What does it mean?
I was walking down the beach of Ostia
when I stepped onto a sea urchin.
It hurt so bad, that every time
I have a problem, I go "Ostia"!
I may make it a trend.
- General Vespasian Octavius Romulus!
- The fucked up one.
- Ave, Caesar!
- Ave, Caesar!
Ave, Ave.
Please sit down.
How have you spent the night?
Perfectly, Caesar.
How old are you, Vespasian?
- Me?
- Yes, you.
Like you, more or less, Caesar.
- A splendid age.
- Thank you, Caesar.
But you're not holding
up very well, are you?
They're expression wrinkles.
Made by the sun.
But your legs are beautiful.
Yes, that's what everyone tells me.
It's a big responsibility to send
you to lead 10,000 men at your age.
Plautus was my age when
he wrote his best work.
Writing is not like fighting.
Writing is thinking,
and I don't fight.
I think about the strategy my men
should follow on the battlefield.
I don't know.
I'll do whatever
he can't do, sir!
- Who's this?
- My aid.
Still a novice.
He's doesn't know yet that when leaders
talk, the rest must remain silent.
- I've seen you before.
- Yesterday night at the dinner.
- Your son?
- No, my nephew. I have two daughters.
The eldest one is my fiancée, Marcia.
I have the energy to get
married, to fight...
- I have a young soul!
- And a stone in your kidney.
I've fought bigger
stones before.
And here I am.
Can he be cured?
Yes.
But he should be operated.
And how long would it
take for him to recover?
- Three weeks.
- Three weeks?
That's an eternity.
Eternity will be your natural state
if you go to the front like this.
A caravan of Nubian slaves is
arriving in Tripoli next week.
Forget it.
Why? We could have them
here in just 5 days!
Too many die on the way.
But we could resell the
survivors as gladiators.
No.
They say that Nubian
girls are amazing.
All the more the
reason to say no.
Are you afraid that Pompey may
keep them all for himself?
He'll start looking under the rocks
again if you keep him away from your bed.
That's none of your business.
He looks worried and I don't like it.
Too many things around.
Things around?
The wedding of the girl, business,
Marcus getting closer to Caesar...
- Please let us work.
- Please let ME work too.
What I just said is work too. And you'd
better work on the love of Pompey.
If you divorce, we could
lose Caesar's favour.
It's as if there's nothing else
in this world than Caesar!
There isn't.
You wanted me to leave
him not long ago.
Don't be so prudish now!
You're crazy about him.
A messenger just
brought this to me.
- What is it? - I don't know,
but it smells like a dead rat.
Musk essence.
They take it off cats' testicles
- Yuck!
- It's a perfume.
- It attracts men.
- I don't need it. For you.
- Neither do I.
- I'll take it.
- Where is it from?
- The Publii Pompilii sent it to me.
It's a wedding gift.
I'll have to return it.
I've said it a thousand times already.
I won't marry him.
Of course you will!
Mother, please.
I want to marry someone I like!
Give the general a chance.
You may end up liking him.
You will live the life you want.
What are you doing?
Committing suicide!
Just a moment...
I can't see it well.
You're able to know what will happen
to Mandoni by looking at a liver?
- Yes, yes, almost there.
- She'll make it up.
Shut up!
How can you believe that the future
is written in the liver of a duck?
Don't listen to him.
He always envied my powers.
- Oh yes, as if you were a witch.
- I can be one!
- So do you see anything at all?
- I just don't understand.
- What?
- The liver says that Mandoni...
- ...will escape.
- No.
- Will he die in galleys?
- No, he won't either.
The liver says that...
Mandoni is your father.
- Your father! She's crazy!
- Is he?
Yes, he is.
- How is it possible...?
- Do I have powers now, you fool?
Don't play with food! I've been
looking for this duck for hours!
Arinsal, get to the kitchen.
You're always fooling around.
Your grandmother was
looking for you, Julia.
- Are you sure he's his father?
- Mm-hm.
- Why is he hiding it?
- Slaves would never tell the truth.
So livers talk to you.
Not always.
But you can smell a liar a mile off.
I wouldn't like it either, if they'd
send my father to the galleys.
What if we'd have
been born slaves?
- It would be horrible.
- Awful.
Do you ever think that we
Romans may be bad people?
Yes, I do.
And what do you do
when that happens?
I look at livers.
It's too big.
I'll have to operate.
No, that's not an option.
I open to get your stone off,
I sew you
and after three weeks
you can go North.
No. My brother
died in an operation.
A horrible infection which
developed into gangrene.
No, no.
I will never be operated.
The pain will kill you
and you'll pee blood.
I already do!
I'm not afraid of pain.
But I don't want to die
slit open like a lamb.
I'd like to talk to you
about something else.
Is it about Marcia?
No. It's about the
slave that you jailed.
The ship's sailing in two days.
Everything has been arranged.
You don't have to send
him to the galleys.
What do you mean?
Well, I'll be honest with you.
I'm crazy about his sister.
Oh yes...
That slave... Sagunta.
No. Numantia.
Oh yes, she's quite a bird.
Do you see what I mean?
But why should you have to
give her a grace to have her?
You are the master,
she's already yours.
I'd rather have her completely.
You're a romantic!
Just like me.
Sex alone is not satisfying.
I need women to
love me back a bit.
I understand.
But I cannot set him
free unpunished.
Be careful, you animal!
- I'm sorry, sir.
- Beat it!
- Oh, of course! That's it!
- What?
The solution to please both your
slave and my wounded pride.
What is it?
I own one of the best gladiators
in the world, Ursus of Ilerda.
- Do you know him?
- I've heard about him.
He cost me an arm and a leg,
but it has been a good deal.
You should see him.
He's a beast.
He can fight 3 lions at a time.
What about the slave?
My gladiator needs...
some exercise.
I don't get it.
I'll make your slave fight against Ursus
of Ilerda. A life or death combat.
That's worse than the galleys.
Not sure if it's worse,
but it's sure faster.
And Sagunta will think that at
least you gave him a chance.
Not bad.
It's a very good move.
And we'll have fun to boot.
So, is it a deal?
Deal.
Very well.
And whenever you get tired of
Sagunta, you can send her my way.
What are you looking for?
Nothing.
Well, what are you doing?
- Nothing.
- You're a liar.
- Well, YOU are!
- Me? Why do you say so?
You already knew that
Mandoni was my father.
I guessed it.
I have powers.
You heard us, or Hasdrubal told you.
What do I know!
Okay, but don't tell idiot Hadrian.
I won't tell him if you get
me a pair of new sandals.
- How could I find them?
- I'll tell him, then.
Okay, sandals for you.
With leather laces.
- It's there!
- What are you looking for?
Men stuff.
You'd better not ask.
Does "men" mean you?
Yes.
Don't make me laugh!
Men!
Apollo, if you make me a
child, make it a girl.
- Antonius!
- Yes?
Did you cheat me with a tiger?
- Eh?
- You stink like a tiger in heat.
- It's called perfume.
- You're getting me dizzy.
Oh, hello, Marcus.
What did Caesar tell you?
- Tell me!
- Nothing.
- Why?
- It felt as if I wasn't there.
- Can't be so.
- He doesn't consider me a grown up man.
- Because you're not.
- Mother!
You father can't keep a secret!
You are a virgin!
Everyone sees that, and that's why
they don't see me as a military man.
We'll fix this right away.
Which is the best brothel in the city?
- Mother, please!
- Problems must be tackled, son.
The best brothel is around
the corner, at the Forum.
It's owned by a Greek
woman, Lydia Lapodaka.
How do you know?
I went there once...
Oh, it's a long story.
I have some coins to get
free service there.
Let's go then!
- I don't want to go!
- That's not an option!
I can go alone!
We'll wait for you outside.
- Do you have any coins to spare?
- Shut up!
What are you waiting for?
- Madam, please...
- You don't like me?
You are beautiful.
Then go ahead!
I can't!
Oh yes, you can. I've seen you
naked and you're more than able.
If they catch us,
they'll crucify me!
If you don't deflower me now,
I'll be the one to crucify you!
How dare you?
- I have the permission of your parents.
- I'm not a child anymore!
- What are you trying to do?
- He was taking advantage of me!
That's not true!
Beat it!
Get to the kitchen right now!
I swear by Apollo! May lightning
strike me dead if I'm lying!
Much worse than that. You'll be striken
dead by your grandmother instead!
Poor Marcus first. And now a slave.
What else must we expect?
- Whatever it takes!
- Don't talk back to me like that!
I don't like Vespasian.
He could be my grandfather.
- His legs are beautiful.
- Then why don't you marry him?
- You deserve a good punishment.
- I'll kill myself if you cut my hair.
You're young and full of energy.
Your body needs to
try new things.
Don't make me clean
up the kitchen...
This should produce a good harvest.
- Did you wash your feet?
- No, I dragged them by the dunghill.
We'll say that it's a fruity wine.
I know you're watching me.
I know you desire me.
And if I end up having no other
choice than to marry Vespasian,
I'll bring you to my service.
And I'll make you castrate
and you'll be my eunuch.
- Against the best gladiator in Hispania?
- Yes.
- But he'll kill Mandoni.
- Most probably.
He has one chance out of ten.
But at least...
- Get your hands off me!
- What do you mean?
I could have you killed
for much less than this.
Go ahead.
- Do you really love him that much?
- More than anything in this world.
He's a lucky man.
Dying in a show is not
exactly being lucky.
Go away.
Couldn't you talk with
the general again, sir?
Go away before I regret it!
What are you doing here?
Who told you that you could
get inside Vespasian's room?
- What's in this jar?
- A potion.
- For Vespasian?
- Yes.
- And where's the potion?
- Well, it...
- You don't know what to say, right?
- I was hunting down beetles.
Beetles?
I eat them.
- What?
- They're tasty.
Is that an Iberian dish?
- Don't sit there!
- Why?
It's dangerous.
Dangerous?
Why?
There could be a snake around.
A snake?
Here at home?
You never know.
Please don't beat me!
I wasn't going to.
On the contrary, I really like
to see you worrying about me.
There are many snakes out there.
You must be careful.
I kill them with my sling.
- You do?
- Snakes, rabbits, even wild boars!
Has anyone ever told you
you've got very pretty eyes?
No.
You do have them.
- They are dark, like the Egyptians'.
- What are the Egyptians?
I would have liked to have
had a child with your eyes.
And why don't you?
Because it's no longer possible.
Arinsal!
Don't bother the lady.
He's not bothering me.
Go to the kitchen.
Your son is very clever.
- Just like any other children.
- No, he's not.
If I can help you some other way...
Have you been crying?
I got some dust in my eyes.
Numantia...
If you ever need help,
just ask me.
Thank you, madam.
- No quirky stuff, please.
- Understood.
- All very normal, as usual.
- Okay.
No aphrodisiacs either.
- Not even some asparagus juice?
- Forget it.
Our son would reach port at the start of
the journey, if you know what I mean.
Oh, a premature one.
Excess of virility!
- He's taken after me.
- You'd better shut up.
Don't worry, I have an infallible
remedy for incontinent men.
Treat him well. He's a very
sensitive and shy boy.
Are you sure that
your son likes women?
My son does.
That's musk essence, right?
You've got a good nose.
I also wear it sometimes
when the fleet arrives.
We're not here to talk about perfumes!
Let's get down to business.
Kid, you can come.
That's some kid!
Maybe another day?
I have a heavy stomach right now.
That's the tension
you have inside of you.
- Really?
- Don't worry. I'll make you relax.
Come with me.
Here's for victory
after the battle!
Why are you crying?
A mother is a mother.
Here and in Rome.
You do it very well.
It seems you were born for this.
And you seem to have been
born to scare children!
The more spits, the
tastier it will get.
When I get rich, I'll
make you cut to pieces!
You'll have to marry uncle
Vespasian to be rich.
I would marry an elephant
if I could see you dead!
- Done?
- I think it will be enough for today.
- Where's Marcus?
- He'll be here in a minute.
- So how was it?
- He needed it very badly.
- What do you mean?
- He's recovered 4 years in 15 minutes.
I'll never forget this day.
I won't either, honey.
You're the most fantastic
woman in the world.
- Oh, he's fallen in love.
- Just what we needed.
I still have three coins left.
Can I come back tonight?
Tonight...? I can't.
I must go to the theatre.
There's no theatre in Tarraco!
There's a very small one
for friends and amateurs.
But my pupils will be here if the
boy wants to come back tonight.
I only want you, Lydia.
Don't get obsessed with a single apple
when you can have the whole apple tree.
What?
I asked Vespasian to hold
the combat here at home.
- At home?
- Isn't that a great idea?
You could have warned me.
You're never happy
with anything, Pompey.
I love gladiator fights.
Man at his most savage.
It will be held here. That will
set an example for the slaves.
- And I just invited all the neighbours in.
- The neighbours?
I'll have the best gladiator
in Hispania fighting in my yard.
Shouldn't I take
advantage of it?
A good excuse to introduce
ourselves in this one horse town.
But there are wealthy
people in it.
You see the business
part in everything.
So you're not interested
in money now?
- I'm interested in what money can buy.
- Same thing. Don't be cynical.
I have 3 ships moored and
waiting for clients.
And there are plenty
of landowners around.
- Are you alright, Marcus?
- Me? Yes, why?
You haven't stopped
smiling all the time.
It's as if you were elsewhere.
I am.
He sees himself at war, fighting
the Cantabrians hand-to-hand, right?
- Yeah, right...
- When are you leaving West?
Soon, very soon.
We'll celebrate the wedding
next week, and the next one...
If your health allows...
Don't rain on my parade!
Where's Marcia, by the way?
She had to retire. It's been a
very busy day for her today.
Really?
We could say she discovered her
interest in the elaboration of wine.
Gentlemen, the
gladiator has arrived.
He doesn't make an impression at first.
But I assure you he's a beast.
What do you think?
- I imagined him taller.
- And brawnier.
He moves like an eel and he's as fierce
as a lion. Show your teeth!
By Jupiter!
- You should see him wearing a trident.
- Poor Mandoni.
Come over here.
- Are all these scars from fighting?
- Yes.
This one was made by a panther.
And this one was made by a couple of
Numidian gladiators who are in hell now.
- Yes, and this one...
- A tiger?
No, I fell down the stairs.
Hasdrubal, take him to the kitchen
and have them give him some dinner.
Where will he sleep?
- In the barn.
- With the animals?
He will find himself at home there.
- Engarri!
- Numantia!
So you're the great
gladiator now?
What can I say...
And who are you in here?
They caught us and we were...
I was bought by the owner of a
gladiator's school, one Agrippa.
Almost two years ago.
I've fought in Rome,
in Lutetia...
They named me Ursus of Ilerda,
the Bear of Lleida.
How's Mandoni?
You will fight against him tomorrow.
- What?
- Mandoni will be your rival.
Is he a gladiator too?
They put him in prison. And his
punishment is to fight against you.
Life or death.
When things go wrong,
they can always get worse.
Are you going to kill him?
You grew up with him.
He taught you how to fight!
It's him or me.
Either I kill him or I let him kill me.
Isn't there anything
else you could do?
I don't know.
- Engarri!
- Arinsal?
- Look at you, big boy!
- Have you come to save my father?
- I'm not in for anybody!
- I'm Marcus.
- For you even less.
- Marcia...
- I'm prepared now.
- What?
- I'm a man now!
- What were you before, a goat?
I was half-baked man.
But now I'm a complete man.
I'm here to show you.
You come now, when I'm exhausted?
Now that I couldn't be arsed moved?
- I just met a wonderful woman.
- You did?
She has taught me all
the pleasures of love.
- In one afternoon?
- She's very professional.
And you come here to
tell me about it?
I just need to tell someone.
Men can lose virginity
and nothing happens.
What's more, you can spread it
around and feel proud about it.
- It's not fair!
- We men are superior, Marcia.
Superior to what?
You slap me all the time. Does that
mean that you love me very much?
I don't love you, but I like
to see that you love me!
Everything's over now.
You just met another woman, who's
much better than me, apparently.
I'm not surprised, because
I never do things right.
My life is a complete mess.
I'm doomed to marry
an old fossil.
Everything will be alright.
- I can't see how.
- I'll do my best to help you.
- What is it?
- It's so disgusting!
- What?
- It's huge!
That's what Lydia told me.
- Well, this isn't such a big deal.
- There's a snake!
There's a snake inside the bed!
Kill it, Marcus!
Did you hear a scream?
- No. Did you?
- I ask you because I did.
Excuse me, I spoke
without thinking.
Excuse me too.
I'm a bit nervous.
Okay, so we forgive each other.
- Are you wearing...?
- I also like to attract men.
I'm always attracted by it.
And you know.
You're always ready to play around.
And your taste is so... eclectic.
Men are depraved individuals.
If you want your marriage to last...
You must let your man keep
his fantasies out of the house.
Are you assuming women
don't have fantasies?
Yes. Women have a great
fantasy: it's called love.
Love?
You don't know
anything about us!
Come on, keep on working!
Take him to the barn.
I don't want you to
watch the fight.
Arinsal!
- This man cannot fight in this condition.
- Oh yes, he can.
- He'll be knocked out at the start.
- It won't be that easy.
That's the way I like it.
Courage.
It's a crime.
Bring a washbowl to wash him.
And a masseuse.
And a triclinium and towels.
This man must be ready at noon.
I told you it would be crowded.
We'll make a good
deal out of this.
Some have already
made their own deal.
Look at our son...
- What is she doing here?
- Marcus may have invited her.
When?
Early this morning he
rushed down to Tarraco.
- You can see where he was going to.
- We cannot tolerate this.
We helped him become a man, but
we can't pay his whores now.
If you want, we can go
to my room...
...and I'll show you
my mineral collection.
- After the combat.
- It will only be a moment.
- Just like this morning...
- You like me so much!
Just like on the chariot
on our way over here...
You looked so spectacular
under the sunlight...
- And under the bridge...?
- Even more!
- So are you coming?
- I'm on a break now.
Come on...
I hope they're
bitten by a snake.
What are we waiting for?
Be patient, Drusilla.
You want to see some
good-looking men, don't you?
She looks lovely.
Like an Aphrodite.
Engarri!
We will fight one another.
- That's funny.
- Maybe they love each other.
- Maybe it's an Iberian habit.
- Maybe they have an eclectic taste too.
I'll try to be quick.
I'll fight until the end.
As you like it.
Good luck.
No!
Arinsal don't!
Saute sutans!
Must he die yet?
- Quicker than the blinking of an eye.
- What a disgrace.
They don't fight
like they used to.
My man is a great fighter.
Your Iberian is the lame one.
You could give him
another chance.
My world has no second chances.
But this is not the war.
It's just entertainment.
Alright.
- Don't kill him!
- Kill him!
Kill him!
Kill him! Kill him!
- Kill him!
- Save him!
Are you asking me to kill him?
Just tell me why.
What harm has this man done to me?
None.
He's a slave, like me.
He lives far from his land, under
the yoke of his master, like me!
A man you have tied,
punished, whipped, humiliated...
A man who has to lick the floor
when he's told to, like me.
His life is worth less than the
shadow of a dog, like mine.
Like the life of each and everyone
of the slaves of the empire.
And now you want me to kill him?
Just tell me why.
Why should I kill a man like me if
it would be like killing myself?
Just for you to have
fun watching it?
Is that it?
Does this prove that you're the
civilized people and I'm the savage?
Is that it?
I'm ordering you to kill him.
I won't kill a brother.
If someone must
die, then kill me.
This slave of yours has
gone out of his mind.
He fought like a hero.
He deserves to be free.
Must I allow him to disobey my
orders in front of everyone?
If you forgive him, you'll become
Vespasian the magnanimous.
He must be worth a
fortune as a gladiator.
The people like to believe
that they are right sometimes.
- Forgive him!
- Yes, forgive him!
- He must be forgiven!
- He must be saved!
Hear me out!
The combat is over.
The slave is the winner.
I've decided to return
him to this house.
Which will be mine too...
...when I marry my future wife.
These Iberians have odd habits.
Brothers kiss on the mouth.
You eat too fast.
I'm Caesar.
I can eat as I please.
Wouldn't you have the stone
of everlasting love there?
They just brought this.
It's from Lydia Lapodaka.
Red it to me.
- Me?
- You know I don't like reading.
You'll be so happy, my dear.
Like us.
Where does it hurt?
- Here!
- His tummy!
It's not his tummy.
Blood!
What were you expecting?
Marsala wine?
- This child is an idiot!
- He's just sensitive!
I'm getting hungry.
- I'm here to make a will.
- By all the gods!
Move and you're a dead.
What's so strange about it?
We're married.
We can share a bath.
I'm not a widow?
***Fansubs by MoonCT***