La via Augusta (2007): Season 1, Episode 9 - Més clar que l'aigua - full transcript
Here it is: Lydia Lapodaka's
aphrodisiac beverage.
Great. This will allow me to
live up to past campaigns.
Tonight... everything
will be as it should be.
So...
What?
Nothing.
I'd like to ask you
another favour.
Undress.
Please let me tell you that I am no
longer a... That I already lost...
Ma...!
What have you lost already?
Tonight you will get away with your son.
Pompey is not here to stop you.
But...
Tonight, a slave woman and her
son will leave my home in a cart.
You should kill them both.
What is this?
I hereby free my son Arinsal from the
weight of the fortune of the Scipio family.
THE VIA AUGUSTA
IX. Crystal clear water
The ships would cross
the Columns of Hercules,
they'd turn by the
Promontorium Sacrum
and they'd go up to
the mouth of the river.
We'll carry wheat as we leave,
and we'll bring back the gold
of the mines when we return.
I don't like it.
It's too dangerous.
- That zone is infested with pirates.
- We'll bring a lot of soldiers with us.
It still frightens me.
What about the monsters?
- They're just drawings.
- They must have drawn them for a reason.
They must have drawn them
as a decoration only.
They're scary.
And storms are very
strong in the ocean.
We could find an abyss and
fall down to another world.
The abyss does not exist!
What about Atlantis?
Did they all die from tonsilitis?
It's just a legend.
Plato saids this
and he doesn't cheat!
Plato?
What a loser!
Don't worry.
In 5 weeks all your ships
will return loaded with gold.
Take it easy.
You'll see.
What a great endeavour, Antonius.
Sometimes I envy you so much...
I'd like to be a man
to be able to live these
great adventures.
You witch!
I've been asking for
water forever now!
- I'll get it for you.
- You stay here.
There are 50 people at my service.
Any of them can bring water to me.
The lock is all rusted up, sir.
- Great. It means nobody robbed from me.
- Maybe with an iron bar...
- You want to break the chest?
- His bones will break if we don't.
I don't know what to choose.
It's a lovely chest.
And so? What's in there?
Jewellery, pearls, gold coins?
This is my treasure?
This is the latest chest
they sent us from Rome, sir.
- This must be a joke.
- They're two goblets.
I can't pay my legionaries
with two silver goblets!
It looks like a
wedding gift instead!
- Raise taxes.
- There will be popular uprisings if I do.
- That's what you have the army for.
- By Jupiter supreme!
I raise taxes to pay an army
so it can put down
popular uprisings
because people protest because
I raise taxes to pay an army!
Rome is a very expensive
company, isn't it?
And armies are a bottomless pit.
Soldiers eat so much.
Couldn't you find a potion to
make them lose their appetite?
Be patient, sir.
I heard Vespasian will soon bring
gold from the lands of the Astures.
Oh yeah, Vespasian.
Where's my water?
- There's very little left, sir.
- Why is that so?
It hasn't rained in ages
and wells have gone dry.
- Do you know who I am?
- Of course! You are the divine August.
If I'm divine, if I'm the
most powerful man on Earth,
if all the coins of the empire
have my face engraved on them,
how come I cannot have water?
The Iberian Peninsula is a mess.
- Yes, no... what's it going to be?
- I had a dream last night.
- Come on!
- An eagle ate my knees.
- Eagles don't eat knees.
- Maybe not yours. But mine are beautiful.
You won't be in this great deal
because of a foolish dream now?
Caesar will find out and
will send us to the lions!
He'll never know.
We'll fake the documents and
will keep a third of his gold.
It won't be the first time...
not even the last one!
It wouldn't be the first or last time that
Caesar finds out he's been ripped off.
Do you know what the Caesar does
to those who steal from him?
They get their hands and
ears cut, and...
Their testicles too!
But you shouldn't worry
too much about it.
- Shouldn't I?
- I bet you don't have any.
My bags are beautiful, mother.
More than my knees.
About time you prove you're brave
and the man of the family.
That there's nobody better than you to
carry our family business.
Do you want me to be a corrupt
man who betrays his Caesar?
I want you back here in 5 weeks
with 30 mules loaded with gold!
Give it back, Arinsal, you thief!
- What's going on here?
- Arinsal took my mask!
It's enough, children!
- 3 to 1 for the son of the slaves.
- I'll double it for my son.
Enough!
Damn!
Mine was winning!
What's happening here?
Your savage of a son.
He's worse than leprosy!
They're just playing.
He stole my favourite mask.
I just wanted to disguise
myself as a goat to scare you.
The mask is meant for performing.
It's not a toy.
Performing... You'd better think
about making money instead.
These boys grow like crooked trees.
They spend too many hours doing nothing!
You need to find a good tutor.
Here in Tarraco?
This is a village, it's not Rome.
Some who knows Greek,
oratory, arithmetic...
Madam,
I don't know how to make lunch.
You don't have it ready yet?
There's no water, madam.
- Don't be ridiculous.
- The well's dried up.
I told you that we needed to
to look for more water pits.
I know where to find them.
Arinsal!
No reply.
Arinsal, stop playing
around with me!
Come on!
Get him up!
If he's drowned I'll kill you.
Let's all take it easy.
Come on!
Quick!
He's not here.
I don't understand.
I'm going to kill you!
He's just a child.
We'll make another one.
He's down there!
You see? Your son wouldn't
die even if we wanted to.
There are a lot of
galleries below.
Is there water in them?
Look what I found.
- You don't touch the dead!
- Can I keep it?
- Is there water down there?
- Not a single drop.
- Did you look everywhere?
- It's drier than the desert.
There are no clouds.
I don't like this at all.
In times of drought,
Romans start beseeching the Gods
by offering them sacrifices.
What kind of sacrifices?
7 fat cows and 7 lean cows.
What does that mean?
14 cows.
- When did you dream it?
- Last night.
- It's just a dream.
- Dreams have a meaning.
7 fat cows...
and 7 lean cows.
- What did you have yesterday for dinner?
- Nothing.
This obsession to lose weight
makes her dream of silly things.
- Vestals must be thin.
- She's right. There are no fat vestals.
7 lean cows could
mean a 7-year drought.
7 years!
Let's all calm down.
We just need to find water.
There's not a single drop
of water in the whole city.
- Poor Lydia is desperate.
- Poor Lydia?
Put yourself in her place. A brothel
without water is just gross.
- But you're there to console her.
- People will revolt if it doesn't rain.
I'll sacrifice a
turtledove for the gods.
A turtledove is very
little for a drought.
- A lamb?
- Not enough.
We need to sacrifice 7 fat
cows and 7 lean cows.
Wouldn't it be better to
sacrifice an innocent soul?
Forget about sacrifices.
At the school of gladiators
they told me about a very good diviner
that just arrived from Palestine.
What's a diviner?
Do you hear anything?
- Any hint?
- Take it easy.
Patience is the mother of wisdom.
But thirst is the mother
of misfortunes.
Misfortunes are the sons
of impatience.
Okay diviner, it's alright if you can't.
Let's not waste more time.
Have some faith. I'll find water with
the help of the one that can't be named.
- Who's that?
- Him.
The one that will come, as
announced by the writings.
You mean...
No! Don't say his name!
Your tongue would burn!
Who the hell are we talking about?
- His god. They only have one.
- Only one?
For them, he's the only true one.
He thinks he's the greatest.
Sir!
An imperial soldier just
brought this for you.
Caesar wants to see
me immediately.
Why?
Maybe he wants to promote him.
- How has he earned it?
- Maybe Vespasian recommended me.
You barely served him.
Why should he recommend you?
It's a secret between...
I made him a few personal favours.
You mean that the old man...
It's a secret between him,
Marcia and me.
You can go.
We'll be alright.
What must he want from him?
Do you think it may have anything
to do with our trip and the gold?
No. Caesar must be worried
about the public purse.
What are you so nervous about?
- Me, nervous?
- Oh, he fell down.
No.
He's just praying.
I'm not paying him to pray!
Marcus!
Here I am.
Marcus.
Do you like it?
- Very much.
- You don't mean it.
- I'm in a hurry.
- To meet your sow?
- Caesar is a sow?
- Stop pretending.
I have to meet Caesar.
I swear to you, he called me.
Will we meet tonight?
- If Vespasian asks me to...
- Does he need to?
- If you ask for it, he will let me know.
- What if one day he does it by himself?
- What can I do about it?
- You're his assistant.
You can poison him slowly.
- You mean to kill him?
- No, I like him!
- Just don't let him recover his strength.
- I have to go.
I just ask for a petty thing
and you just run away.
I'm late!
What does she do to
you that I don't do?
I hope you get killed in war!
Marcus Tullius Scipio.
Let him come in.
I was waiting for you.
Please sit here next to me.
Oh, sacred Caesar, greatest amongst the
great. Sitting beside you is a great honour.
Spare me the flattery.
I want to have a personal talk with you.
A personal talk, sir?
Yes, as you would with a friend.
Up close and personal.
- Oh yes?
- It's an order!
As you like it, mate.
When are you leaving for
Lusitania with Vespasian?
Tomorrow morning.
- Are you happy to go with him?
- I can barely sleep, mate.
- You'd better watch him at all times.
- Why should I?
Lately I'm receiving very little gold
from abroad and I can't understand why.
This must remain between us only.
- My generals steal from me.
- What?
- You'd better believe it.
- What will you do about it?
I'm suspicious, and I suspect Vespasian
is one of those who are ripping me off.
Unbelievable.
That's why I want you
to watch him closely
to keep me informed of
everything he does.
I want to receive a dove from
you every day. With a message.
Everything very well explained
with good handwriting.
And if by any chance Vespasian
was stealing from you a bit...
- What would you do to him?
- Nothing.
- He'd continue serving the empire.
- Good to know.
As mortar for the bridges
of the Via Augusta.
Antonius!
They told me Caesar called your son.
- Yes. Do you know why?
- Has he come back?
No, not yet.
I don't like this.
Talk of the devil and there he is.
What's the news around Tarraco?
They don't have water.
I don't care about water!
What did Caesar tell you?
Nothing. He wanted to wish
me success in the battle.
How kind of him.
The truth.
Caesar is suspicious.
- Of us?
- Yes.
I can see the lions gnawing my tibia.
He thinks we've found water
and we're hiding it.
Oh, is that it?
Some peasants are telling people around
Tarraco that we have water at home.
I'll pay him a visit to reassure him.
Good idea!
Marcus, I want you to be by my side.
Very close.
You and me... must
get along very well.
- I'll be your sandal.
- You bet.
They're children who
need a lot of patience.
What school do you belong to?
I'm a Stoic, a follower
of Zeno the Greek.
Religion, the regular one.
No reincarnations,
don't complicate things.
We Stoics are men of science.
We are guided by reason.
We only seek harmony
with the forces of nature.
Our children are worse than nature!
Much worse than an electric storm!
You just need to teach them well,
and just be careful, especially with
one who's like a savage individual.
My son-in-law says he can
become a civilized Roman.
But I doubt it.
I won't lose my temper.
I'll keep calm.
I hope so.
Take it easy, Vespasian!
I never saw him like this before.
- I haven't cleared anything up.
- What did he tell you?
Just good omens.
And that the oracle told him
that we'd have a good navigation.
Is that all?
He's up to something.
Do you know he met with your
grandson before receiving me?
He may have wanted to
give him good advice.
Maybe he's suspecting something.
Caesar does not suspect anything
because he cannot suspect anything.
- What about Marcus?
- Marcus is more naive than a shepherd!
- Yes, but he called on him.
- Come on...
You know what they
say about Caesar.
No, what is it?
That he likes to be around
youngsters sometimes.
- Are you saying that...?
- I quit, madam. You don't need to pay me.
- How so?
- Are you serious?
Let Jupiter guard you and
pull out their vocal cords!
We didn't do anything, I swear.
Nothing at all.
- The tutor was a disaster.
- Because children are barbarians.
Sorry, there's only one
barbarian, and it's your Arinsal.
No, no, no.
Hadrian was the one who pretended
to pee on the tutor.
That's an innocent joke.
- Innocent?
- What about Julia?
She looked at his hands and told
him he'd die in less than a year.
I already told you, Pompey. Forget
about philosophies! Practical things!
Adding, subtracting, multiplying...
Multiplying, Pompey.
I agree. You can have migraines
from thinking too hard.
Children won't be able to
survive on ideas only.
If you want children and grandchildren who
spend their lives counting denarii,
buy yourself an abacus!
Have a nice day.
Your husband is...
My husband is the best person
you ever met and you know that.
Such a good person, he makes
friends with everyone.
Specially if they're young women.
Sometimes I can't believe
you're my mother.
And I can't believe that my daughter
could ever fall for a man
who says one thing and
does the opposite.
It's late, Aaron.
We'll try it again tomorrow.
- Nope. Tomorrow's Saturday.
- So what?
Saturday's the day of the Lord.
We must rest.
You haven't worked
that much, have you?
I'll have to stay the night
in your place.
What?
- You heard right.
- Why?
Because the sun has already set and I can't
walk more than 50 steps on a Saturday.
Is this something about him?
It looks more of a mother-in-law
than a god to me.
Don't offend him.
He could get you struck by lightning.
Hey you, god, punish
us with some showers!
Stop it! He could send
us the Great Flood!
What's that?
He caused heavy rains which
flooded the Earth to punish men.
Only a righteous man was saved.
Noah, and his family.
How did he save them?
Did he make them fly?
Or live underwater?
He built a big ark and told them to bring
a couple of animals of each species on it.
- To eat them?
- To breed.
I'm squeamish about
making it with animals.
The animals among them only.
- Dinner's ready.
- About time!
How will you do it if there are
more than 50 steps to the house?
- They're 47. I counted them.
- Two animals of each species.
What about fish?
Were they also inside the ark?
So you think there's a
water pit under the house?
It's as if I was seeing right now.
- Here underneath?
- Close by, very close.
Grab the rod and look for it.
Come on.
I can't work, it's Sabbath.
Sabbath didn't prevent
you from having dinner!
Be hospitable, mother.
If he doesn't find water
by tomorrow, he's dead.
Is this veal?
No.
- It's really tasty.
- It's pork.
No pork for me!
It's from our own pigs,
you have nothing to fear.
We killed it this morning.
His name was Pyrrhus.
- I can't eat pork!
- What's wrong with him?
- Something about his god.
- I'm not allowed to eat pork!
- Who's not allowing you to?
- Him.
What'd I tell you.
I feel sick.
If you'll excuse me...
You see? Our gods are better
than any other from abroad.
I want to make a toast in honour
of our brave Vespasian.
For his victorious return
from this campaign.
And also for my son Antonius
And the great business
that lie ahead.
Abyss permitting...
And for my grandson, Marcus.
Where is he?
He's in Tarraco to say
goodbye to his...
Bitch.
Who's there?
Don't answer.
It's our last night!
It seems urgent.
I bought all the hours
for today and tomorrow!
- Open the door!
- She can't, she's busy!
Open the door, Marcus!
It's Hasdrubal!
Hasdrubal...
The price is different
if it's three of us.
He's the chief of the
slaves of my house.
Your grandmother wants
to see you right now.
- I've got a job to do.
- I'll gladly do it for you.
- Tell her I'll see her tomorrow.
- You grandma said now and that's it.
Lydia, the time has come...
You will always be in my heart.
Destiny is pulling us apart now,
but I know you'll wait for me.
I'll wait for you.
I'll think about your day and night.
I also want you to think about me
in the afternoon, at around 6 o'clock.
So I will think of you, you of me,
and it will be as if we were together.
- I'll return to cover you with treasures.
-50 denarii.
No, Lydia, you're worth
much more than that!
You're a great lover, Marcus.
If you give as much
in the battlefield
victory is assured for Rome.
Marcus, come in.
You can sit here, on the bed.
I heard that Caesar called
you to palace today..
- That's right.
- What honour!
Caesar receiving a young
soldier like you.
I'm very proud of it.
But it would be weird to see him meet
his soldiers one by one, don't you think?
I've been very lucky.
He encouraged me to...
I'll fight harder now.
Which words did he use
to encourage you?
Well, keep on fighting the Astures.
They're very treacherous,
they attack you from behind.
Stop taking me for a fool. And now pay
attention, because I won't repeat it.
Your reports must only
accuse Vespasian.
- Reports? What reports?
- A discreet boy, I like that.
I don't get you.
Would you be able to
have your father killed?
My father?
Would you like to see your father
being slaughtered by four horses?
To see his four limbs ripped
off his body moving around?
No!
By Mercury!
So do as I say, and don't mention
Antonius in your reports.
I don't really understand you, grandma.
Didn't Caesar tell you
to spy on Vespasian?
Why should I do that?
For the gold.
What gold?
Are you really as stupid
as you seem, Marcus?
I don't know.
My little baby.
- Marcus!
- What are you doing up?
- I'm hating you.
- Why?
Because you're capable
of living without me!
- Marcia! They could see us!
- So be it.
Just wait a bit.
I'm afraid you could get killed or
captured and I'd never see you again.
Everything will be alright.
Don't worry.
Please stay! Just imagine you and me
alone, without Vespasian around...
I can't. I'm a soldier of
Caesar, and I have a mission.
A mission? Men would just
talk about work all the time.
Am I not a mission? Am I not
the best of your missions?
Just imagine experiencing intense moments
of pleasure and raising a family.
No, but...
For her or for me?
For whom would you stay?
- You're hurting me!
- What about me?
Can't you see I'm hurt to see you go
saying goodbye to that Lydia whore
while you left me here stranded
and bored out of my mind?
Please don't get hurt!
Don't be acting all
brave in the battle.
- Please take care of him!
- I'll do.
Bundle up!
The Strait is very drafty.
- Don't worry.
- And watch over pirates!
You're already late.
Mother...
- Won't you give me a hug?
- Of course!
My dearest Antonius,
son of my heart...!
Don't chicken out and show
them you're a Scipio!
- Won't you worry about me?
- Why should I?
Because I'm in a real bind.
And I feel my life is in danger.
If every corrupt person
in Rome would die,
...there would be no
citizens left, Antonius.
Come on, go!
Don't worry, I'll
come back soon.
I'll miss our nights
of love, my love.
This is more than a
business trip, my sister!
What?
If monsters, pirates or
Iberians don't kill me,
maybe Caesar will.
I'll miss you a lot,
my brother-in-law!
So will I.
You don't know how much.
Come on, Antonius!
Please pray for me.
And you tell the Jew to
pray to his god for me too.
What's wrong with your brother?
I don't know, but it
doesn't look good.
Goodbye!
Now we just have to wait
for the rain to come.
Listen to it.
Listen to the water flowing
from the bowels of the earth.
- Can you feel it under your feet?
- Nope.
- Yes, it's the water speaking to you.
- The water doesn't speak
You Romans just kept the Greek
reason without its poetry.
Uncle!
Julia had another dream.
The cows dream.
Again?
7 fat ones and 7 lean ones.
And like last time, the
lean ones ate the fat ones.
- This is the dream of pharaoh.
- Which pharaoh?
The Pharaoh of Egypt
had this dream twice.
Joseph told him it meant there would
come a time of misery and famine.
And that wheat and water had
to be stored for bad times.
- Where did you get this from?
- From our sacred book.
- Can you read?
- My father's a rabbi.
- Do you speak Greek?
- I was educated in Athens.
What about philosophy,
arithmetic and oratory?
Perfect. I'm hiring you as the
new tutor of this house.
- Me?
- You'll start right now.
- No, tomorrow.
- What?
Today is Saturday.
Children, this is
your new tutor.
And this will please you:
Saturdays will be a holiday.
- These are the children?
- Yes.
Are you against corporal punishment?
- The tutor of my son is a Jew?
- Yes. Why not?
Because the Jews...
- What about them?
- They're not like us!
They have another religion,
other customs.
He could fill their heads with
ridiculous ideas like not eating pork.
- We will save on sausages.
- And they won't work one day in the week.
The miracle would be to have
children work one single day.
And they're lacking a
piece of skin to boot!
How do you know that?
A friend told me!
Calpurnia is right. You'll never know
where a Jew will be coming from.
You too?
I don't know. I don't really
understand these people.
What about you, Drusilla?
Well...
For once in my life,
I agree with my son-in-law.
What?
Wow, now I can die in peace.
Jews are good businessmen. They know
how to make money, they're realistic...
They fear their god.
Better a Jew than one of those philosophers
who couldn't lead a dying horse to water.
But Drusilla...
Save your breath, I know
what you're going to say.
I propose we put
him to the test.
As of today I'll be your new tutor.
I hope we can get along
for all our sakes.
And hopefully you'll
be good students.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
Lex talionis.
An old Jewish rule.
That hurt.
I am the teacher and
you are the pupils.
I teach and you learn.
Understood?
Take out your wax tablets
and your punches.
Throw them away.
Throw them away.
Learning doesn't have to be boring.
We'll start with a lesson
in applied geography.
Do you know where your father and
general Vespasian are going to?
On your right you have Sagunto,
and after Valencia. And then?
- New Carthage?
- Awesome!
But row faster. We must
reach where before dark?
- The Pillars of Hercules!
- Where Mare Nostrum ends.
On one side we have Mauritania.
And on the other?
- No idea.
- Calpe.
Now we go through the Pillars
of Hercules Strait. Watch out!
An ocean lies in front of us.
It swallowed Atlantis!
And now there's a
storm in the ocean...
With all its monsters!
And now... Jupiter's rage!
And now, more lightning! And thunder!
And then it starts to rain!
Oh!
What?
It just felt like a...
A drop of water!
You let yourself be
impressed like children do.
It's raining!
This is incredible!
It's a gift from the gods!
The third and fourth century will
advance through this defile.
The cavalry will wait here,
at the foot of this hill.
You, Marcus...
- Where is he?
- He just went out.
- With this rainstorm?
- He's writing.
Why is he always writing?
- I think they're love letters.
- For whom?
For the Greek woman.
Are your sure about that?
Who else? That's the
only woman he knows.
- What do you know?
- I know for sure.
My son is very manly, but he
only knows one woman intimately.
If you say so.
Do you know anything
I should know?
- He's not as na?ve as he looks.
- He's a blessed one, believe me.
I want you to get one
of his letters for me.
I don't get you.
Are you interested
amorous literature?
I'm interested to know
what's cooking around me.
The weather is dreadful,
but the food is good.
The soldiers are usually very nice.
But a few of them...
They stink at night.
At night I sleep with a blanket
on me because it gets colder.
What kind of a spy's
report is this?
Maybe it's a cipher.
His brain is a cipher!
- It's raining there too.
- Yes, I read about it.
People are starting to say
it's punishment of the gods.
As usual.
There's a kind of holy man
at the home of the Pompey Scipio
who has spread the news that his
God is sends us a universal flood.
What's that?
A terrible punishment
in the form of water.
Why should his god or
any other punish us?
- For our excesses.
- What excesses?
Those of Rome.
To build aqueducts and roads,
to civilize barbarians...
and to teach a unique language so
everybody can understand each other
is an excess?
It may have to do with our orgies,
bacchanals, murders, banquets...
Bring him to me to palace if
tomorrow's still raining.
I'll kill both him and his god if
he keeps on nagging me too much.
I want to show you something
for your eyes only.
Come with me.
Glorious Mercury!
It looks like Cleopatra's treasure!
There will still be more once
we conquer the eastern hills.
For this simple stone men would
betray and kill themselves.
The gold from this bag...
you must hide it inside
these cod boxes.
I'll send the rest to Caesar.
Half the bag is for you and yours.
And the other half is
for me and my wife.
And she's your niece too;
it's all in the family.
- I wonder how will it all end.
- We'll be extremely rich.
Let's have some lunch now.
We'll be rich!
Cheer up!
With the remaining change you'll be
able to buy a place in the Senate.
Provided we don't have
our heads cut off first.
Father...
The sky will fall on us!
Don't say that.
- It won't stop raining.
- It's been too many days already!
- You caught pneumonia.
- I never get sick.
- And what's this?
- Just a little sore throat.
You can't go to the gladiators'
school with such a fever.
Agrippa will peel my skin off
with his whip if I don't.
He's right.
Only masters can get sick.
Listen up!
- I need your help.
- What do you need?
We have to collect as many
wooden planks as we can.
- Is that so?
- To build an ark.
I beg your pardon?
To build the biggest ship we can.
We must take two animals of each
species and take them up to the ark!
I can lend you a couple of fleas.
Please believe me! We have to
build an ark or we'll all die!
Vespasian and my father
plan to steal the mine gold from you.
Oh, divine Caesar.
Where did you find this?
From the foot of this dove.
- You knew about this.
- Me?
You knew. That's why you never tried
to steal any of his messages from him.
- I assure you...
- I should kill you.
- I swear!
- Ask the gods...
that this is the first
message implicating us.
Are you sure this is from my son?
Don't act smart with me.
By all the vestals!
With this "love letter"...
he has signed his conviction.
You don't mean...? We can't do this.
He's my son!
- It's either his life or ours.
- But he's my son!
A son who's putting your
head under Caesar's sword.
Vespasian, please!
Tomorrow he will die in battle.
Did you call me?
Yes, come over here.
For tomorrow's battle,
I'm hesitating as to which
strategy to follow.
I would like to introduce
a few small details.
Maybe the cavalry.
No, not the cavalry.
It's here, down by the river.
I'd like a small detachment to
make its way through the gorge.
To mislead the enemy.
These men will go
to a certain death.
They will die for Caesar.
And they'll get the glory.
Yes, of course.
We need 10 brave
and courageous men.
The best soldiers in Rome.
Soldiers about whom Caesar
can say before the Senate:
Like Achilles,
like Alexander, like Aeneas.
They're our heroes
and deserve all our honours.
You can count on me.
I wasn't expecting
less from you.
Any news from Vespasian's camp?
- Nothing, Caesar.
- Doves don't deserve the seeds they eat.
Pompey, I was waiting for you.
Come in. This fellow is...?
Aaron Maimonides. Your most
humble servant, oh Caesar.
I heard you do wonders. You speak
with your god and he obeys you.
Sir...
I'm ordering you to tell
your god to stop the rain.
But sir...
Are you refusing to
obey your Caesar?
- It doesn't work like this.
- How does it work then?
He is wise and almighty.
He decides.
Make the rain stop right now or
I'll send you to the galleys!
My god does not get any
orders from anyone.
He doesn't like being told what to do?
Neither do I!
I'm sick of gods who promise
and never give anything back.
I'm sure your god is a scam.
Where does he live?
He looks at the sky
whenever he talks to him.
You, god!
What's his name?
- I can't pronounce his name.
- Why not?
- The Torah won't allow us to.
- Who's that?
I think he's called Yahweh, sir.
You, Yahweh!
You think I'm impressed because
it just stopped raining?
It stopped raining, sir.
That's what I just said,
but I'm not impressed.
- The rain stopped!
- Yes.
I scared you.
- Sheer chance.
- It's a miracle!
- No. Just chance, believe me, sir.
- A miracle from God!
Whatever the case, we'll
make a statue in his honour.
No!
Why not?
We can't represent
him on a statue.
Not even on a painting or in a play.
It's not allowed.
He's really special, isn't he?
We have won! The Astures
have fled to the mountains!
- What about my son?
- They ran like rabbits! - And Marcus?
- We can say that Hispania is Roman now!
- And my son?
Caesar will grant me the
laurels of victory.
My son! I want to know whatever
happened to Marcus! By all the gods!
He has died for Rome.
What are you doing?
I'll kill you and kill myself.
That's all I can do.
General...
Marcus!
The defile is ours.
Son of mine!
- How many casualties?
- I'm the only survivor.
- Oh dear.
- It's a miracle!
Indeed.
And your wounds?
Do they hurt? Are you okay?
I'm just hungry, really hungry.
I could eat an ox.
Two of them, my son.
Go get some rest now.
You'll get your reward.
Yes, general.
I'm sorry for you, Antonius.
What?
Now it's you who will
have to kill him.
One has already died.
Now two more have to die.
Sometimes a happy marriage implies
going behind your husband's back.
You must go find the seed which
conceived the little slave.
You're not only betraying Caesar.
You're also betraying the traitor
with whom you're betraying Caesar!
- So what? He's a motherfucker!
- But they're too many acts of treason!
You must mount her and
sow your seed inside her.
- I beg your pardon?
- I cannot speak plainer than that.
We're building a road which
will go from Rome to Gades.
From Rome to Gades!
Amazing!
Amazing?
A major blunder.
- You've killed him.
- You could have avoided this.
You just needed to
drink the apple wine.
I love my husband.
And I love Numantia.
I don't want you to think about
her when you're inside me.
I won't.
I may restore the Republic any day.
- You won't dare.
- That's what you'd like.
***Fansubs by MoonCT***
aphrodisiac beverage.
Great. This will allow me to
live up to past campaigns.
Tonight... everything
will be as it should be.
So...
What?
Nothing.
I'd like to ask you
another favour.
Undress.
Please let me tell you that I am no
longer a... That I already lost...
Ma...!
What have you lost already?
Tonight you will get away with your son.
Pompey is not here to stop you.
But...
Tonight, a slave woman and her
son will leave my home in a cart.
You should kill them both.
What is this?
I hereby free my son Arinsal from the
weight of the fortune of the Scipio family.
THE VIA AUGUSTA
IX. Crystal clear water
The ships would cross
the Columns of Hercules,
they'd turn by the
Promontorium Sacrum
and they'd go up to
the mouth of the river.
We'll carry wheat as we leave,
and we'll bring back the gold
of the mines when we return.
I don't like it.
It's too dangerous.
- That zone is infested with pirates.
- We'll bring a lot of soldiers with us.
It still frightens me.
What about the monsters?
- They're just drawings.
- They must have drawn them for a reason.
They must have drawn them
as a decoration only.
They're scary.
And storms are very
strong in the ocean.
We could find an abyss and
fall down to another world.
The abyss does not exist!
What about Atlantis?
Did they all die from tonsilitis?
It's just a legend.
Plato saids this
and he doesn't cheat!
Plato?
What a loser!
Don't worry.
In 5 weeks all your ships
will return loaded with gold.
Take it easy.
You'll see.
What a great endeavour, Antonius.
Sometimes I envy you so much...
I'd like to be a man
to be able to live these
great adventures.
You witch!
I've been asking for
water forever now!
- I'll get it for you.
- You stay here.
There are 50 people at my service.
Any of them can bring water to me.
The lock is all rusted up, sir.
- Great. It means nobody robbed from me.
- Maybe with an iron bar...
- You want to break the chest?
- His bones will break if we don't.
I don't know what to choose.
It's a lovely chest.
And so? What's in there?
Jewellery, pearls, gold coins?
This is my treasure?
This is the latest chest
they sent us from Rome, sir.
- This must be a joke.
- They're two goblets.
I can't pay my legionaries
with two silver goblets!
It looks like a
wedding gift instead!
- Raise taxes.
- There will be popular uprisings if I do.
- That's what you have the army for.
- By Jupiter supreme!
I raise taxes to pay an army
so it can put down
popular uprisings
because people protest because
I raise taxes to pay an army!
Rome is a very expensive
company, isn't it?
And armies are a bottomless pit.
Soldiers eat so much.
Couldn't you find a potion to
make them lose their appetite?
Be patient, sir.
I heard Vespasian will soon bring
gold from the lands of the Astures.
Oh yeah, Vespasian.
Where's my water?
- There's very little left, sir.
- Why is that so?
It hasn't rained in ages
and wells have gone dry.
- Do you know who I am?
- Of course! You are the divine August.
If I'm divine, if I'm the
most powerful man on Earth,
if all the coins of the empire
have my face engraved on them,
how come I cannot have water?
The Iberian Peninsula is a mess.
- Yes, no... what's it going to be?
- I had a dream last night.
- Come on!
- An eagle ate my knees.
- Eagles don't eat knees.
- Maybe not yours. But mine are beautiful.
You won't be in this great deal
because of a foolish dream now?
Caesar will find out and
will send us to the lions!
He'll never know.
We'll fake the documents and
will keep a third of his gold.
It won't be the first time...
not even the last one!
It wouldn't be the first or last time that
Caesar finds out he's been ripped off.
Do you know what the Caesar does
to those who steal from him?
They get their hands and
ears cut, and...
Their testicles too!
But you shouldn't worry
too much about it.
- Shouldn't I?
- I bet you don't have any.
My bags are beautiful, mother.
More than my knees.
About time you prove you're brave
and the man of the family.
That there's nobody better than you to
carry our family business.
Do you want me to be a corrupt
man who betrays his Caesar?
I want you back here in 5 weeks
with 30 mules loaded with gold!
Give it back, Arinsal, you thief!
- What's going on here?
- Arinsal took my mask!
It's enough, children!
- 3 to 1 for the son of the slaves.
- I'll double it for my son.
Enough!
Damn!
Mine was winning!
What's happening here?
Your savage of a son.
He's worse than leprosy!
They're just playing.
He stole my favourite mask.
I just wanted to disguise
myself as a goat to scare you.
The mask is meant for performing.
It's not a toy.
Performing... You'd better think
about making money instead.
These boys grow like crooked trees.
They spend too many hours doing nothing!
You need to find a good tutor.
Here in Tarraco?
This is a village, it's not Rome.
Some who knows Greek,
oratory, arithmetic...
Madam,
I don't know how to make lunch.
You don't have it ready yet?
There's no water, madam.
- Don't be ridiculous.
- The well's dried up.
I told you that we needed to
to look for more water pits.
I know where to find them.
Arinsal!
No reply.
Arinsal, stop playing
around with me!
Come on!
Get him up!
If he's drowned I'll kill you.
Let's all take it easy.
Come on!
Quick!
He's not here.
I don't understand.
I'm going to kill you!
He's just a child.
We'll make another one.
He's down there!
You see? Your son wouldn't
die even if we wanted to.
There are a lot of
galleries below.
Is there water in them?
Look what I found.
- You don't touch the dead!
- Can I keep it?
- Is there water down there?
- Not a single drop.
- Did you look everywhere?
- It's drier than the desert.
There are no clouds.
I don't like this at all.
In times of drought,
Romans start beseeching the Gods
by offering them sacrifices.
What kind of sacrifices?
7 fat cows and 7 lean cows.
What does that mean?
14 cows.
- When did you dream it?
- Last night.
- It's just a dream.
- Dreams have a meaning.
7 fat cows...
and 7 lean cows.
- What did you have yesterday for dinner?
- Nothing.
This obsession to lose weight
makes her dream of silly things.
- Vestals must be thin.
- She's right. There are no fat vestals.
7 lean cows could
mean a 7-year drought.
7 years!
Let's all calm down.
We just need to find water.
There's not a single drop
of water in the whole city.
- Poor Lydia is desperate.
- Poor Lydia?
Put yourself in her place. A brothel
without water is just gross.
- But you're there to console her.
- People will revolt if it doesn't rain.
I'll sacrifice a
turtledove for the gods.
A turtledove is very
little for a drought.
- A lamb?
- Not enough.
We need to sacrifice 7 fat
cows and 7 lean cows.
Wouldn't it be better to
sacrifice an innocent soul?
Forget about sacrifices.
At the school of gladiators
they told me about a very good diviner
that just arrived from Palestine.
What's a diviner?
Do you hear anything?
- Any hint?
- Take it easy.
Patience is the mother of wisdom.
But thirst is the mother
of misfortunes.
Misfortunes are the sons
of impatience.
Okay diviner, it's alright if you can't.
Let's not waste more time.
Have some faith. I'll find water with
the help of the one that can't be named.
- Who's that?
- Him.
The one that will come, as
announced by the writings.
You mean...
No! Don't say his name!
Your tongue would burn!
Who the hell are we talking about?
- His god. They only have one.
- Only one?
For them, he's the only true one.
He thinks he's the greatest.
Sir!
An imperial soldier just
brought this for you.
Caesar wants to see
me immediately.
Why?
Maybe he wants to promote him.
- How has he earned it?
- Maybe Vespasian recommended me.
You barely served him.
Why should he recommend you?
It's a secret between...
I made him a few personal favours.
You mean that the old man...
It's a secret between him,
Marcia and me.
You can go.
We'll be alright.
What must he want from him?
Do you think it may have anything
to do with our trip and the gold?
No. Caesar must be worried
about the public purse.
What are you so nervous about?
- Me, nervous?
- Oh, he fell down.
No.
He's just praying.
I'm not paying him to pray!
Marcus!
Here I am.
Marcus.
Do you like it?
- Very much.
- You don't mean it.
- I'm in a hurry.
- To meet your sow?
- Caesar is a sow?
- Stop pretending.
I have to meet Caesar.
I swear to you, he called me.
Will we meet tonight?
- If Vespasian asks me to...
- Does he need to?
- If you ask for it, he will let me know.
- What if one day he does it by himself?
- What can I do about it?
- You're his assistant.
You can poison him slowly.
- You mean to kill him?
- No, I like him!
- Just don't let him recover his strength.
- I have to go.
I just ask for a petty thing
and you just run away.
I'm late!
What does she do to
you that I don't do?
I hope you get killed in war!
Marcus Tullius Scipio.
Let him come in.
I was waiting for you.
Please sit here next to me.
Oh, sacred Caesar, greatest amongst the
great. Sitting beside you is a great honour.
Spare me the flattery.
I want to have a personal talk with you.
A personal talk, sir?
Yes, as you would with a friend.
Up close and personal.
- Oh yes?
- It's an order!
As you like it, mate.
When are you leaving for
Lusitania with Vespasian?
Tomorrow morning.
- Are you happy to go with him?
- I can barely sleep, mate.
- You'd better watch him at all times.
- Why should I?
Lately I'm receiving very little gold
from abroad and I can't understand why.
This must remain between us only.
- My generals steal from me.
- What?
- You'd better believe it.
- What will you do about it?
I'm suspicious, and I suspect Vespasian
is one of those who are ripping me off.
Unbelievable.
That's why I want you
to watch him closely
to keep me informed of
everything he does.
I want to receive a dove from
you every day. With a message.
Everything very well explained
with good handwriting.
And if by any chance Vespasian
was stealing from you a bit...
- What would you do to him?
- Nothing.
- He'd continue serving the empire.
- Good to know.
As mortar for the bridges
of the Via Augusta.
Antonius!
They told me Caesar called your son.
- Yes. Do you know why?
- Has he come back?
No, not yet.
I don't like this.
Talk of the devil and there he is.
What's the news around Tarraco?
They don't have water.
I don't care about water!
What did Caesar tell you?
Nothing. He wanted to wish
me success in the battle.
How kind of him.
The truth.
Caesar is suspicious.
- Of us?
- Yes.
I can see the lions gnawing my tibia.
He thinks we've found water
and we're hiding it.
Oh, is that it?
Some peasants are telling people around
Tarraco that we have water at home.
I'll pay him a visit to reassure him.
Good idea!
Marcus, I want you to be by my side.
Very close.
You and me... must
get along very well.
- I'll be your sandal.
- You bet.
They're children who
need a lot of patience.
What school do you belong to?
I'm a Stoic, a follower
of Zeno the Greek.
Religion, the regular one.
No reincarnations,
don't complicate things.
We Stoics are men of science.
We are guided by reason.
We only seek harmony
with the forces of nature.
Our children are worse than nature!
Much worse than an electric storm!
You just need to teach them well,
and just be careful, especially with
one who's like a savage individual.
My son-in-law says he can
become a civilized Roman.
But I doubt it.
I won't lose my temper.
I'll keep calm.
I hope so.
Take it easy, Vespasian!
I never saw him like this before.
- I haven't cleared anything up.
- What did he tell you?
Just good omens.
And that the oracle told him
that we'd have a good navigation.
Is that all?
He's up to something.
Do you know he met with your
grandson before receiving me?
He may have wanted to
give him good advice.
Maybe he's suspecting something.
Caesar does not suspect anything
because he cannot suspect anything.
- What about Marcus?
- Marcus is more naive than a shepherd!
- Yes, but he called on him.
- Come on...
You know what they
say about Caesar.
No, what is it?
That he likes to be around
youngsters sometimes.
- Are you saying that...?
- I quit, madam. You don't need to pay me.
- How so?
- Are you serious?
Let Jupiter guard you and
pull out their vocal cords!
We didn't do anything, I swear.
Nothing at all.
- The tutor was a disaster.
- Because children are barbarians.
Sorry, there's only one
barbarian, and it's your Arinsal.
No, no, no.
Hadrian was the one who pretended
to pee on the tutor.
That's an innocent joke.
- Innocent?
- What about Julia?
She looked at his hands and told
him he'd die in less than a year.
I already told you, Pompey. Forget
about philosophies! Practical things!
Adding, subtracting, multiplying...
Multiplying, Pompey.
I agree. You can have migraines
from thinking too hard.
Children won't be able to
survive on ideas only.
If you want children and grandchildren who
spend their lives counting denarii,
buy yourself an abacus!
Have a nice day.
Your husband is...
My husband is the best person
you ever met and you know that.
Such a good person, he makes
friends with everyone.
Specially if they're young women.
Sometimes I can't believe
you're my mother.
And I can't believe that my daughter
could ever fall for a man
who says one thing and
does the opposite.
It's late, Aaron.
We'll try it again tomorrow.
- Nope. Tomorrow's Saturday.
- So what?
Saturday's the day of the Lord.
We must rest.
You haven't worked
that much, have you?
I'll have to stay the night
in your place.
What?
- You heard right.
- Why?
Because the sun has already set and I can't
walk more than 50 steps on a Saturday.
Is this something about him?
It looks more of a mother-in-law
than a god to me.
Don't offend him.
He could get you struck by lightning.
Hey you, god, punish
us with some showers!
Stop it! He could send
us the Great Flood!
What's that?
He caused heavy rains which
flooded the Earth to punish men.
Only a righteous man was saved.
Noah, and his family.
How did he save them?
Did he make them fly?
Or live underwater?
He built a big ark and told them to bring
a couple of animals of each species on it.
- To eat them?
- To breed.
I'm squeamish about
making it with animals.
The animals among them only.
- Dinner's ready.
- About time!
How will you do it if there are
more than 50 steps to the house?
- They're 47. I counted them.
- Two animals of each species.
What about fish?
Were they also inside the ark?
So you think there's a
water pit under the house?
It's as if I was seeing right now.
- Here underneath?
- Close by, very close.
Grab the rod and look for it.
Come on.
I can't work, it's Sabbath.
Sabbath didn't prevent
you from having dinner!
Be hospitable, mother.
If he doesn't find water
by tomorrow, he's dead.
Is this veal?
No.
- It's really tasty.
- It's pork.
No pork for me!
It's from our own pigs,
you have nothing to fear.
We killed it this morning.
His name was Pyrrhus.
- I can't eat pork!
- What's wrong with him?
- Something about his god.
- I'm not allowed to eat pork!
- Who's not allowing you to?
- Him.
What'd I tell you.
I feel sick.
If you'll excuse me...
You see? Our gods are better
than any other from abroad.
I want to make a toast in honour
of our brave Vespasian.
For his victorious return
from this campaign.
And also for my son Antonius
And the great business
that lie ahead.
Abyss permitting...
And for my grandson, Marcus.
Where is he?
He's in Tarraco to say
goodbye to his...
Bitch.
Who's there?
Don't answer.
It's our last night!
It seems urgent.
I bought all the hours
for today and tomorrow!
- Open the door!
- She can't, she's busy!
Open the door, Marcus!
It's Hasdrubal!
Hasdrubal...
The price is different
if it's three of us.
He's the chief of the
slaves of my house.
Your grandmother wants
to see you right now.
- I've got a job to do.
- I'll gladly do it for you.
- Tell her I'll see her tomorrow.
- You grandma said now and that's it.
Lydia, the time has come...
You will always be in my heart.
Destiny is pulling us apart now,
but I know you'll wait for me.
I'll wait for you.
I'll think about your day and night.
I also want you to think about me
in the afternoon, at around 6 o'clock.
So I will think of you, you of me,
and it will be as if we were together.
- I'll return to cover you with treasures.
-50 denarii.
No, Lydia, you're worth
much more than that!
You're a great lover, Marcus.
If you give as much
in the battlefield
victory is assured for Rome.
Marcus, come in.
You can sit here, on the bed.
I heard that Caesar called
you to palace today..
- That's right.
- What honour!
Caesar receiving a young
soldier like you.
I'm very proud of it.
But it would be weird to see him meet
his soldiers one by one, don't you think?
I've been very lucky.
He encouraged me to...
I'll fight harder now.
Which words did he use
to encourage you?
Well, keep on fighting the Astures.
They're very treacherous,
they attack you from behind.
Stop taking me for a fool. And now pay
attention, because I won't repeat it.
Your reports must only
accuse Vespasian.
- Reports? What reports?
- A discreet boy, I like that.
I don't get you.
Would you be able to
have your father killed?
My father?
Would you like to see your father
being slaughtered by four horses?
To see his four limbs ripped
off his body moving around?
No!
By Mercury!
So do as I say, and don't mention
Antonius in your reports.
I don't really understand you, grandma.
Didn't Caesar tell you
to spy on Vespasian?
Why should I do that?
For the gold.
What gold?
Are you really as stupid
as you seem, Marcus?
I don't know.
My little baby.
- Marcus!
- What are you doing up?
- I'm hating you.
- Why?
Because you're capable
of living without me!
- Marcia! They could see us!
- So be it.
Just wait a bit.
I'm afraid you could get killed or
captured and I'd never see you again.
Everything will be alright.
Don't worry.
Please stay! Just imagine you and me
alone, without Vespasian around...
I can't. I'm a soldier of
Caesar, and I have a mission.
A mission? Men would just
talk about work all the time.
Am I not a mission? Am I not
the best of your missions?
Just imagine experiencing intense moments
of pleasure and raising a family.
No, but...
For her or for me?
For whom would you stay?
- You're hurting me!
- What about me?
Can't you see I'm hurt to see you go
saying goodbye to that Lydia whore
while you left me here stranded
and bored out of my mind?
Please don't get hurt!
Don't be acting all
brave in the battle.
- Please take care of him!
- I'll do.
Bundle up!
The Strait is very drafty.
- Don't worry.
- And watch over pirates!
You're already late.
Mother...
- Won't you give me a hug?
- Of course!
My dearest Antonius,
son of my heart...!
Don't chicken out and show
them you're a Scipio!
- Won't you worry about me?
- Why should I?
Because I'm in a real bind.
And I feel my life is in danger.
If every corrupt person
in Rome would die,
...there would be no
citizens left, Antonius.
Come on, go!
Don't worry, I'll
come back soon.
I'll miss our nights
of love, my love.
This is more than a
business trip, my sister!
What?
If monsters, pirates or
Iberians don't kill me,
maybe Caesar will.
I'll miss you a lot,
my brother-in-law!
So will I.
You don't know how much.
Come on, Antonius!
Please pray for me.
And you tell the Jew to
pray to his god for me too.
What's wrong with your brother?
I don't know, but it
doesn't look good.
Goodbye!
Now we just have to wait
for the rain to come.
Listen to it.
Listen to the water flowing
from the bowels of the earth.
- Can you feel it under your feet?
- Nope.
- Yes, it's the water speaking to you.
- The water doesn't speak
You Romans just kept the Greek
reason without its poetry.
Uncle!
Julia had another dream.
The cows dream.
Again?
7 fat ones and 7 lean ones.
And like last time, the
lean ones ate the fat ones.
- This is the dream of pharaoh.
- Which pharaoh?
The Pharaoh of Egypt
had this dream twice.
Joseph told him it meant there would
come a time of misery and famine.
And that wheat and water had
to be stored for bad times.
- Where did you get this from?
- From our sacred book.
- Can you read?
- My father's a rabbi.
- Do you speak Greek?
- I was educated in Athens.
What about philosophy,
arithmetic and oratory?
Perfect. I'm hiring you as the
new tutor of this house.
- Me?
- You'll start right now.
- No, tomorrow.
- What?
Today is Saturday.
Children, this is
your new tutor.
And this will please you:
Saturdays will be a holiday.
- These are the children?
- Yes.
Are you against corporal punishment?
- The tutor of my son is a Jew?
- Yes. Why not?
Because the Jews...
- What about them?
- They're not like us!
They have another religion,
other customs.
He could fill their heads with
ridiculous ideas like not eating pork.
- We will save on sausages.
- And they won't work one day in the week.
The miracle would be to have
children work one single day.
And they're lacking a
piece of skin to boot!
How do you know that?
A friend told me!
Calpurnia is right. You'll never know
where a Jew will be coming from.
You too?
I don't know. I don't really
understand these people.
What about you, Drusilla?
Well...
For once in my life,
I agree with my son-in-law.
What?
Wow, now I can die in peace.
Jews are good businessmen. They know
how to make money, they're realistic...
They fear their god.
Better a Jew than one of those philosophers
who couldn't lead a dying horse to water.
But Drusilla...
Save your breath, I know
what you're going to say.
I propose we put
him to the test.
As of today I'll be your new tutor.
I hope we can get along
for all our sakes.
And hopefully you'll
be good students.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
Lex talionis.
An old Jewish rule.
That hurt.
I am the teacher and
you are the pupils.
I teach and you learn.
Understood?
Take out your wax tablets
and your punches.
Throw them away.
Throw them away.
Learning doesn't have to be boring.
We'll start with a lesson
in applied geography.
Do you know where your father and
general Vespasian are going to?
On your right you have Sagunto,
and after Valencia. And then?
- New Carthage?
- Awesome!
But row faster. We must
reach where before dark?
- The Pillars of Hercules!
- Where Mare Nostrum ends.
On one side we have Mauritania.
And on the other?
- No idea.
- Calpe.
Now we go through the Pillars
of Hercules Strait. Watch out!
An ocean lies in front of us.
It swallowed Atlantis!
And now there's a
storm in the ocean...
With all its monsters!
And now... Jupiter's rage!
And now, more lightning! And thunder!
And then it starts to rain!
Oh!
What?
It just felt like a...
A drop of water!
You let yourself be
impressed like children do.
It's raining!
This is incredible!
It's a gift from the gods!
The third and fourth century will
advance through this defile.
The cavalry will wait here,
at the foot of this hill.
You, Marcus...
- Where is he?
- He just went out.
- With this rainstorm?
- He's writing.
Why is he always writing?
- I think they're love letters.
- For whom?
For the Greek woman.
Are your sure about that?
Who else? That's the
only woman he knows.
- What do you know?
- I know for sure.
My son is very manly, but he
only knows one woman intimately.
If you say so.
Do you know anything
I should know?
- He's not as na?ve as he looks.
- He's a blessed one, believe me.
I want you to get one
of his letters for me.
I don't get you.
Are you interested
amorous literature?
I'm interested to know
what's cooking around me.
The weather is dreadful,
but the food is good.
The soldiers are usually very nice.
But a few of them...
They stink at night.
At night I sleep with a blanket
on me because it gets colder.
What kind of a spy's
report is this?
Maybe it's a cipher.
His brain is a cipher!
- It's raining there too.
- Yes, I read about it.
People are starting to say
it's punishment of the gods.
As usual.
There's a kind of holy man
at the home of the Pompey Scipio
who has spread the news that his
God is sends us a universal flood.
What's that?
A terrible punishment
in the form of water.
Why should his god or
any other punish us?
- For our excesses.
- What excesses?
Those of Rome.
To build aqueducts and roads,
to civilize barbarians...
and to teach a unique language so
everybody can understand each other
is an excess?
It may have to do with our orgies,
bacchanals, murders, banquets...
Bring him to me to palace if
tomorrow's still raining.
I'll kill both him and his god if
he keeps on nagging me too much.
I want to show you something
for your eyes only.
Come with me.
Glorious Mercury!
It looks like Cleopatra's treasure!
There will still be more once
we conquer the eastern hills.
For this simple stone men would
betray and kill themselves.
The gold from this bag...
you must hide it inside
these cod boxes.
I'll send the rest to Caesar.
Half the bag is for you and yours.
And the other half is
for me and my wife.
And she's your niece too;
it's all in the family.
- I wonder how will it all end.
- We'll be extremely rich.
Let's have some lunch now.
We'll be rich!
Cheer up!
With the remaining change you'll be
able to buy a place in the Senate.
Provided we don't have
our heads cut off first.
Father...
The sky will fall on us!
Don't say that.
- It won't stop raining.
- It's been too many days already!
- You caught pneumonia.
- I never get sick.
- And what's this?
- Just a little sore throat.
You can't go to the gladiators'
school with such a fever.
Agrippa will peel my skin off
with his whip if I don't.
He's right.
Only masters can get sick.
Listen up!
- I need your help.
- What do you need?
We have to collect as many
wooden planks as we can.
- Is that so?
- To build an ark.
I beg your pardon?
To build the biggest ship we can.
We must take two animals of each
species and take them up to the ark!
I can lend you a couple of fleas.
Please believe me! We have to
build an ark or we'll all die!
Vespasian and my father
plan to steal the mine gold from you.
Oh, divine Caesar.
Where did you find this?
From the foot of this dove.
- You knew about this.
- Me?
You knew. That's why you never tried
to steal any of his messages from him.
- I assure you...
- I should kill you.
- I swear!
- Ask the gods...
that this is the first
message implicating us.
Are you sure this is from my son?
Don't act smart with me.
By all the vestals!
With this "love letter"...
he has signed his conviction.
You don't mean...? We can't do this.
He's my son!
- It's either his life or ours.
- But he's my son!
A son who's putting your
head under Caesar's sword.
Vespasian, please!
Tomorrow he will die in battle.
Did you call me?
Yes, come over here.
For tomorrow's battle,
I'm hesitating as to which
strategy to follow.
I would like to introduce
a few small details.
Maybe the cavalry.
No, not the cavalry.
It's here, down by the river.
I'd like a small detachment to
make its way through the gorge.
To mislead the enemy.
These men will go
to a certain death.
They will die for Caesar.
And they'll get the glory.
Yes, of course.
We need 10 brave
and courageous men.
The best soldiers in Rome.
Soldiers about whom Caesar
can say before the Senate:
Like Achilles,
like Alexander, like Aeneas.
They're our heroes
and deserve all our honours.
You can count on me.
I wasn't expecting
less from you.
Any news from Vespasian's camp?
- Nothing, Caesar.
- Doves don't deserve the seeds they eat.
Pompey, I was waiting for you.
Come in. This fellow is...?
Aaron Maimonides. Your most
humble servant, oh Caesar.
I heard you do wonders. You speak
with your god and he obeys you.
Sir...
I'm ordering you to tell
your god to stop the rain.
But sir...
Are you refusing to
obey your Caesar?
- It doesn't work like this.
- How does it work then?
He is wise and almighty.
He decides.
Make the rain stop right now or
I'll send you to the galleys!
My god does not get any
orders from anyone.
He doesn't like being told what to do?
Neither do I!
I'm sick of gods who promise
and never give anything back.
I'm sure your god is a scam.
Where does he live?
He looks at the sky
whenever he talks to him.
You, god!
What's his name?
- I can't pronounce his name.
- Why not?
- The Torah won't allow us to.
- Who's that?
I think he's called Yahweh, sir.
You, Yahweh!
You think I'm impressed because
it just stopped raining?
It stopped raining, sir.
That's what I just said,
but I'm not impressed.
- The rain stopped!
- Yes.
I scared you.
- Sheer chance.
- It's a miracle!
- No. Just chance, believe me, sir.
- A miracle from God!
Whatever the case, we'll
make a statue in his honour.
No!
Why not?
We can't represent
him on a statue.
Not even on a painting or in a play.
It's not allowed.
He's really special, isn't he?
We have won! The Astures
have fled to the mountains!
- What about my son?
- They ran like rabbits! - And Marcus?
- We can say that Hispania is Roman now!
- And my son?
Caesar will grant me the
laurels of victory.
My son! I want to know whatever
happened to Marcus! By all the gods!
He has died for Rome.
What are you doing?
I'll kill you and kill myself.
That's all I can do.
General...
Marcus!
The defile is ours.
Son of mine!
- How many casualties?
- I'm the only survivor.
- Oh dear.
- It's a miracle!
Indeed.
And your wounds?
Do they hurt? Are you okay?
I'm just hungry, really hungry.
I could eat an ox.
Two of them, my son.
Go get some rest now.
You'll get your reward.
Yes, general.
I'm sorry for you, Antonius.
What?
Now it's you who will
have to kill him.
One has already died.
Now two more have to die.
Sometimes a happy marriage implies
going behind your husband's back.
You must go find the seed which
conceived the little slave.
You're not only betraying Caesar.
You're also betraying the traitor
with whom you're betraying Caesar!
- So what? He's a motherfucker!
- But they're too many acts of treason!
You must mount her and
sow your seed inside her.
- I beg your pardon?
- I cannot speak plainer than that.
We're building a road which
will go from Rome to Gades.
From Rome to Gades!
Amazing!
Amazing?
A major blunder.
- You've killed him.
- You could have avoided this.
You just needed to
drink the apple wine.
I love my husband.
And I love Numantia.
I don't want you to think about
her when you're inside me.
I won't.
I may restore the Republic any day.
- You won't dare.
- That's what you'd like.
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