Rome

I want music. Bring the flute girl.

Down with the gripes, domina.

The lyre player, then.

He died the last Lupercalia, domina.

I have been looking for a replacement,

but they are very expensive at the moment.

There's no music at all?

Althea sings well.

Does she?

Althea, sing something.

I don't...

Don't mumble. Do you know Crown Of Sappho?

Yes, domina.

Well, go on, then.

Help me.

Help me.

Poison. It must have been.

- You didn't. - I did. I swear.

One of father's litter bearers.

It was beastly fun. Penis like a horse.

I don't want to wake mother.

I don't know why you're so scared of her.

- She seems harmless enough to me. - You don't know her.

What was that?

No.

Mother!

- Octavia. - Gods.

What's her name again?

Jocasta.

She's a bad influence.

Oh, I say.

What are you doing? Who is this?

One of the servants tried to poison me.

What have you been doing to the servants that they want to murder you?

Nothing. This is Servilia's work.

With Antony gone, she thinks she can just do as she pleases.

If you know it's her, why are you torturing him?

Because it isn't a legal confession unless there's torture.

You must take Servilia to court.

No, I'm gonna kill her.

If I get taken to court for it, I can always claim it was self-defense.

I'm thinking ahead, you see?

This is wrong in so many ways I don't know where to start.

Well, what would you have me do?

Who would protect us if I didn't?

I...I'm... If you don't mind.

No, don't go. I need you as an independent witness.

Take her away.

Timon, is this gonna take all night?

He's out again. Bring him round.

Wait.

Give me a name, boy.

Give me a name and I will spare your life.

You want to live, don't you?

Tell me, then. For your life.

Servilia.

Servilia.

There, that wasn't so hard, was it?

After you've killed him,

dispose of the body discreetly.

Forgive me. I did not know that boy was corrupt.

I will take my life if I must,

but please know that I've been faithful.

Damned blood. It'll stain my dress.

I was misled and I failed you miserably.

Punish me as you see fit.

It would serve you right to be gelded.

As you wish, domina.

And I would, you know, if eunuchs were not so unfashionable.

Let's just forget about the whole thing.

Thank you, domina. Thank you.

Just get up, you silly man.

Next time you want a boy, buy one at the market.

Any fool knows not to pick one up from the streets.

Thank you, domina.

Go.

And bring me some bread and cheese.

I'm absolutely starving.

- What's your name, friend? - I'm not your friend.

A man's got a right to know the name of his murderer.

Timon.

You're a Jew, ain't you?

- That's not a Jew name. - That's my name for business purposes.

- Listen, Timon... - Don't bother.

Servilia, she's as rich as your woman there.

She'll pay you good money if you spare me.

Well, I doubt it. What good are you to her now?

She's very fond of me. She loves me, practically.

She loves me.

Well, I expect she'll get over it.

Here we are.

Please, I have money of my own.

I'll pay you whatever.

Please, don't kill me.

Please, I beg you. I'm only 16.

We done for tonight, boss? I've got a woman waiting.

Yes. We're done.

See you later, then.

Don't listen to your uncle. He's teasing.

Close your mouth, please. Put your mouth away, please.

That was really, really nice. Thank you so much.

Lord, protect us.

What has happened?

Nothing. Business.

Business? Can you not at least

wash off your business before returning home?

Why? I'm not ashamed of it.

Children, go and play outside.

- Stay where you are. - Brother...

I'm their father, not you.

You don't tell my children what to do.

Go.

Go!

It's all right, babies. Papa's just tired.

What?

Speak, then. Tell me.

Look at yourself.

Look at what you have become. You are an animal.

My righteous brother.

Did he tell you of his righteous life back in Judea?

Did you tell her about that, brother?

I've changed my ways.

Thieving, gambling, chasing whores.

- Stop it. - It's the truth.

Are you going to start speaking the truth now?

Because that I would find interesting!

No? I didn't think so.

She deserves better.

Too bad for her, then. This is what she's got.

These treacheries you do for that Roman witch,

does she pay you enough?

I get what I need.

She must lavish you with jewels and gold.

What a rich man my brother is.

Tell me, where do you hide such fantastic wealth?

We both sell what we have to these people.

All Rome's wealth is not enough to buy what Hashem has given me.

Again with Hashem.

Let Hashem make me a living.

The money that witch pays me bought this fucking house,

this fucking table, and that fucking dress my wife wears!

- That makes you proud? - Proud as any free Roman.

You breathe this fetid air of Rome,

but you are not Roman.

You walk her beshitted streets, you speak her mongrel language,

but you're not Roman. You're a Jew.

You may forget that, they never will.

You speak so much and know so little.

Look at me.

Do you hate your name so much to invite this shame?

Think of your family.

Look at me!

Try it, come on! Try it! Hit me!

Hit me!

That's it. Not so easy to beat me any more, is it?

I'm not your little brother any more.

Yesh. Yesh!

In the north, the great army

under the leadership of the generals Hirtius and Pansa

assisted by Caesar Octavian

is about to engage with the forces of the traitor

Mark Antony.

All citizens are requested to make offerings

for the success of our heroic soldiers.

Long live the Republic!

Get into line now!

Vorenus.

Titus Pullo?

Well, don't tell me you've taken up scavenging.

Who's that?

Do you not know me, Pullo?

Is that you, young master?

It's fine.

We're old friends.

Octavian.

They call me Caesar now, Pullo.

All grown up. Always knew you had it in you.

You won, then?

So it seems.

How? I mean no offence.

I can't take much credit.

The legions under Hirtius and Pansa did heroic work.

The rest I owe to Agrippa.

Anyroad, congratulations.

Thank you. What brings you here, Pullo?

You didn't take part in the fighting either from the look of you.

Vorenus left Rome with Antony.

I hoped to find him before the battle started.

I came to tell him that his children are not dead.

But now I must see if he is dead himself.

We must find him, then.

I'll have my tribunes personally search among the wounded.

Thank you. I can hardly expect...

Nonsense. If you don't find him here, you'd do well to comb the Cisalpine hills.

Antony and his men have skulked off there.

Courier.

Take the road north.

Should anyone challenge your passage

you show them the seal of Caesar.

Warn them of the consequences.