All language subtitles for SPARTACUS.2004.ws.ac3.subs.CD2_Eng

[Chattering]

Move and kill! Move and kill!

Again.

Move and kill!
Move and kill! Faster!

They're looking better.
Against wooden posts.

We'll see what they're like
when the target fights back.

- Orsino is here.
- The Sicilian pirate?

What do we have to talk to him about?

A lot.

The key would help.

Spartacus.

I could tell at once. You have such
an air of command about you.

You here to do business
or flatter me?

[Whistles Softly]

You've done well.

We like to think of it
as back wages, long owed.

Is it enough to buy us
passage out of here?

- For yourself?
- For all of us.

[Exhales]

If you were to take us beyond
the borders of the empire,
they wouldn't follow.

It would require a great many ships
and make me many enemies in Rome.

- So how many trunks of gold?
- At least five more like this.

When we are ready,
how do I signal you?

Get to the coast and fly this
where it can be seen from the sea.

Take it.

A gift for our new alliance.

I'll take it as a down payment.

I'd better get some help.

That was a fortune you just gave away.

We can't eat gold,
nor will it keep a sharp edge.

Crixus, let's keep this arrangement
among ourselves for now.

- We can't trust that man.
- Orsino or Crixus?

Either one.

[Yelling]
[Pounding]

- Everyone out!
- [Slaves Yelling]

Hyah! Hah!

Over the walls!

[Yelling]

- Follow me!
- [Groaning]

[Screams]

[Varinia] As word spread of the revolt,
slaves from all over the country ran away...

and flocked to join Spartacus.

We all knew there was no turning back.

It was freedom or death.

And so we marched from city to city,
[Yelling]

taking what we needed
for the day we might be free.

But the fight for freedom
was tainted by revenge.

- No mercy was shown
to those who fell into in our hands.
- [Screams]

Is this wise?

If they obey the laws we made,
it's better to let them have their way.

We're still a mob.

- Take everything!
- Making an army will take time.

Intelligence reports the slaves
are squatting on the coast at Nola.

We must attack
and annihilate them.
With what?

Thanks to your haste,
we'll be three months
rebuilding the garrison.

- Glabrus was the wrong commander.
- Your choice as I recall, Senator.

- My choice by default.
There were and are better options.
- Pompey, for example.

Recalling him will jeopardize
the Spanish campaign.

I haven't your experience in the field.
Oh, wait...

- Yes, that's right. You have none.
- [Laughter]

Very well. For now,
let us focus on Rome's defenses.

We cannot, however,
under any circumstances
allow the slaves to escape.

I say we march on Rome!
[Cheering]

There are 16 cohorts in Rome.

We were outnumbered at Vesuvius,
and now their bones rot in the fields.

But taking a city is different
than ambushing a sleeping cohort...

that's too lazy to build a proper camp.

We have no siege equipment.

We can build it.
[All] Yes!

And while we do that, what will Rome do?

Recall their legions. The real soldiers.

Not these city boys
who play at soldiers.

I say we march north
towards Transalpine Gaul,

and over the mountains to freedom.

Rome is north.

And when we march past
we'll thumb our noses at them.

[Chatter]

There are many cities between here
and the Alps. Not just Rome.

And many of them
would be more than happy...

- to pay us our back wages.
- Then we march!

[Cheering]

Yesterday, you had your fun with me
in the Senate.

Today, let's get down to business.

This Spartacus is turning a rabble
into a real army.

I don't think that
we can count on him...

doing anything as ill-conceived
or impetuous as attacking Rome.

Still, it would probably be wise,

as someone has already suggested,

to strengthen the city walls.

Those would be large contracts.

Plenty enough to go around.

But if you really want to be confident
about Rome's security--

I cannot support
your bid for consulship.

General of the next army
sent against Spartacus.

60/40 on the contracts.

I make no promises.

I also think we should make an example.

There are 100,000 slaves in Rome...

and they have all heard
the story of Spartacus.

What do you propose that we do?

I say we make
the price of rebellion painfully clear.

What is it?

[Panting]
200 Roman slaves...

picked at random...

and burned alive
this morning.

Hold, Crixus.

We can't sacrifice everyone to save a few.

We're moving on.

[Groans]
The stench is appalling.

Breathe deeply, Flavius.

This is the smell of Crassus'
new world order.

Although it goes beyond anything
I would have thought him capable of.

[Thunder Rumbling]

I'm sorry. The child is dead.

Varinia?
She must rest.

[Breathing Rapidly]

Our son.
No.

You're alive.
That's what matters most.

I have failed you.

There will be others.
I promise.

[Sobbing]

Our scouts indicate that the slave army
is headed toward the Alps.

But what message does that send...

to the hundreds of thousands of slaves
in the republic if we just let them go?

It pains me to say it,
but Crassus is right.

We have to stop Spartacus.

But no more city cohorts.

We must bring down
the sixth and the seventh legion
from Transalpine Gaul.

Frontier troops.

The slaves have never encountered
experienced soldiers before.

Agreed.

And we might even go
one step further...

and say that such experienced troops...

require a commander of firm resolve
and unshakable dedication,

which is why I nominate as general...

Publius Maximus.

[Assembly Muttering In Agreement]

I never promised you
leadership of the new army.

Did it ever occur to you
that I might be exactly
what Rome needs right now?

If Spartacus defeats this army
and turns on Rome,

where will your precious
little democracy be then?

It reminds me of the Nestos Valley
where I grew up.

I thought you didn't remember
anything about Thrace.

I remember a few things.

Our farm. Sheep and goats.

You still have kin there?
No.

I know that your mother
died in childbirth but you
never talk of your father.

My father's dead too.

How?
He was the village headsman.

The Romans crucified him because
our people were late with their taxes.

We have never talked
of where you and I will go
once we leave here.

We haven't left yet.
And at this rate...

Did you notice on the road
how quiet it was?

The slaves
have stopped joining us.

They're afraid.

Rome has made its decision.

They won't let us go without a fight.

We saw two full legions encamped
less than ten miles north of here.

Can we get around them?
They've blocked all major passes.

[Spartacus] Their general?
[Gannicus] Publius Maximus.

[Spartacus]
What do we know about him?

[Gannicus] He runs his army firmly.
Fierce but unimaginative.

[David] Two legions.
[Spartacus] Frontier soldiers.

We'd better start fighting early
or we�ll still be killing them by moonlight.

[Spartacus] We won't surprise this army
at night like the last one.

This battle is on their terms.

How do we fight that?

I remember a story
about Hannibal fighting a rock.

A foolish tale.
Tell me.

In the Alps, Hannibal's army came
to a pass blocked by a huge rock.

No way around it. For three days
and nights he thought.

And then it came to him.

He ordered fires built against the rock.

The wood that they had carried for themselves
was sacrificed to the rock.

Oh, how the people cried.

But when the fires burnt out,

he ordered vinegar
to be poured on the hot rock.

And?

- It cracked.
- [Laughs]

Nordo, you're a genius.

You cannot beat the rock...

unless you use the strength
of the rock against itself.

The advantage of the Roman army
is size and discipline.

But if you force their lines together,

their strength becomes their weakness.
The rock will break against itself.

If the slaves don't move out soon,
drive them out with the archers.

Gannicus, your cavalry will attack
the Roman cavalry on the wings,

and destroy them or draw them away.

Next, we drive off their skirmishers
with slings and arrows,

and then you, David, will charge the center.

On my signal,
break ranks in the middle of your line...

and make them believe
you're running for your life.

The Romans expect us to run
and will charge after you into the center.

Crixus, wait for my signal--
not a moment before.

Enough talk. Let's fight.

Tell the skirmishers
to move forward.
Skirmishers!

[All Chanting, Indistinct]

[Chanting Continues]

Send in the first line.
First line!

[Horn Blowing]

Hyah!

- [Chanting]
- Since when do slaves
fight with cavalry?

Stop the Romans!

[Grunting]

[Yells]

[Commander]
Cavalry back!

[Screaming, Grunting]

Slings and arrows!

[Grunting]

- Now!
- [Yelling]

[Publius]
Hold your position!

[Soldier] Stand firm!

Kill him!

- They're killing them!
- Stay where you are!

Signal the retreat!

- [Blows Horn]
- Pull back! Pull back!

They're breaking, my Lord.
Finally.

Allow them men to follow at will.
And take no prisoners!

[Shouting]

[All Chanting, Indistinct]

[Chanting Continues]

[Rhythmic Rattling]

Charge!
[Yells]

Come on!

I killed him! Publius Maximus is dead!

[Shouts]

[Cheering]

[Flies Buzzing]

[Horse Whinnies]

Where is the rest
of the Roman cavalry?

-Those we didn't kill, we drove off.
- In which direction?

South, I think.

We've left the camp unguarded!
Give me your horse!

Hyah!

Whoa!
Varinia!

Varinia!

Varinia!

[Spartacus] Varinia!

[Panting]
We fought back
as best we could.

We... We...

It's all right.

- What are you doing out here?
- Thinking.

You shouldn't be off
by yourself like this.

Am I in danger?

She's carrying my child.

I was trying to pray
but I don't know who to pray to.

My people pray to a god
who doesn't answer.

Who leaves it up to us
to decide how to behave.

A good god for a free man.

Not when answers are what you need.

Maybe that's the price we pay
to live in a world where we get to choose.

- What is it?
- Crixus.

Why should we leave?

Rome threw their best at us
and we slaughtered them.

We cannot fight
the whole Roman army.

Let them come. I will hammer
them to an early grave.

And when we've destroyed
their armies, we will be kings!

[Cheering]

[Slave #1] We are with you!
[Slave #2] Yeah!

Unless, of course, you haven't got
the stomach for it.

In that case, run away.

No one here will stop you.

If we separate we will be destroyed.

No.

Crixus is right.

He is right!

How clearly my wise brother Crixus
sees the future.

Why should we run?
But let's not settle for a little plunder.

Let's turn south, march to the sea
and cross the straits to Sicily.

The slaves there will surely join us,

and we'll be kings of the island,
the breadbasket of Rome.

And they'll come crawling to us,
begging for mercy.

- Who is with me?
- [Cheering]

Spartacus.

Who is he?

What kind of man
am I dealing with?

Everybody blames me for this mess.

Nobody has suffered like I have.

I'm ruined. I've lost everything.

My villa burned down,
my slaves run away,

the school and 30 years
of work destroyed.

Perhaps this
will ease your suffering.

Thank you, my Lord.

Spartacus?
Oh, yes, yes.

Um, you met him once,

Spartacus.

He was one of two pairs
you hired a year ago...

to entertain Cornelius
and Helena Lucius.

Terrible thing,
their murder.

I never trusted him. My trainer,
Cinna, thought the world of him...

but I always thought
that he was trouble.

Too much pride.

I heard rumors that Spartacus was wed.

[Laughs]
You mean Varinia?

That bitch from hell disguised as an angel.

I never get sentimental about slaves.

I mean, they're animals, nothing more.

But those two, they worked something out.

You could see it
when they looked at one another.

How did he become a slave?

They say that as a young boy,

he watched his father crucified.

His father.

If we split up before we're ready
for Orsino, we're doomed.

Our strength is in our numbers.

We could go.

Just you and I.
Leave them to this madness
if that's what they want.

We are entitled to a life.

These people put their trust in me.

How can I desert them?

You are an honorable man.

But if you are dead it will be
of little comfort to your son.

What else do I have to leave him
but my honor?

Two legions destroyed!

And now the slave army,
glutted with blood and victory,

turns south,
perhaps to sack Rome herself.

We have listened
to the fainthearted
for too long.

No more half measures.

I pledge upon the sacred honor
of my ancestors...

to raise and equip six full legions
at my own expense.

I will lead this army myself,

and I will stamp out this rebellion
for once and for all.

[Senator] Yes!
[Senators Shouting]
Yes! Yes! Yes!

Noble Senators!

Do not rise to this honeyed bait!

What Crassus proposes
is nothing less than a private army...

answerable only to himself.

Consider the consequences
to the republic...

if one man were to be given
such terrible power.

Consider the consequences
if Spartacus gets inside these city walls.

This is no longer
a mere question of pride...

or economic impact.

Our national security is at stake.
Our very lives.

Only a fool or a traitor
could possibly oppose
such measures.

[Senator] Yes!
[All] Crassus! Crassus!

Soldiers of Rome,

never before...

has the republic
been more in need of your courage,

your strength, your determination.

Our lives, our families,

civilization itself,

stands at an abyss,

upon the brink of destruction.

And I say to you,

let every man here today
simply do his duty,

as I have no doubt he will,

and we will defeat the evil at hand.

History has given us this role,

and we will fulfill it.

There can be no hiding place...

for those who would strike terror...

into the heart...

of the greatest nation known to man!

Three cheers for Marcus Crassus,
the savior of Rome!

[All]
Crassus! Crassus! Crassus!

Crassus! Crassus! Crassus!

Don't the legions
traditionally cheer Rome
when they depart?

Crassus thinks he is Rome.

We may win this battle
with the slaves...

but lose the war
over Rome's soul.

We need to enlist some allies.

Caesar will help.

He has a much more
practical approach to politics.

You mean he can be bought.

Contact him, Flavius.

Tell him...

I wish to correspond
with Pompey the Great.

[Crowd Chanting]
Crassus! Crassus! Crassus!
Crassus! Crassus!

We will meet in three months,

and then you will ferry the army
across the straits to Sicily.

I suggest we meet at Calabria.

There are no Roman garrisons
and I can bring the boats close to shore,

where it will be easier to load your people.

The next installment.

The rest you get
when we reach Sicily.

[Men Groaning]

Orsino?

If you betray us,
I'll find you wherever you go,

- and I'll kill you myself.
- Unless you are killed.

Glabrus and Publius Maximus
underestimated me too.

It didn't end well for them.

I have no reason to betray you,
Spartacus.

You are richer than any Roman,
and far more generous.

Spartacus, Rome has sent
a new army against us.

I think you'd better
see this one for yourself.

[David]
The camp looks heavily fortified.

How many legions?
I count six standards.

- Commander?
- We caught one of their scouts.

Their general is Marcus Crassus.

Crassus.

You're uneasy, my Lord?

He's out there...
somewhere, as we speak.

The slaves took over a fort
barely ten miles from here.

- Their scouts are watching us.
- No. No, no.

He is watching us.

Spartacus.

I can feel him.

[Panting]

Spartacus.

- Attack! Attack! Attack!
- Is that your answer for everything?

It is the warrior's answer, not the slave's.

Have a care, Gaul, how you talk to me
or I'll cut that throat.

Enough.

We dealt with Publius.
We can deal with this.

Publius was nothing
compared to this.

And how do you know?

We've met this man.

He paid a fortune to watch men
from different tribes fight to the death.

[Grunting, Groaning]

This is a merciless, calculating man
commanding the best army
money can buy.

But he still bleeds red,
and I say attack!

And I say no,
and I'm still the commander!

For now. For now!

When it's time to fight,
we'll be glad he fights with us.

Our position is good.

I say we wait
and let Crassus come to us.

He's picked a good solid defensive position
and he shows no signs of leaving it.

He wants us to come to him.
And we will.

Is that wise?
Both Glabrus and Publius
played into his hands.

Exactly.

I will advance as he expects me to,
with three full legions,

the arrogant Roman falling into his trap.

However, you and Mummius will take
the other three legions behind him.

We will penetrate his defenses
from front and behind,

and trample them like daisies.

Listen.

Do not, under any circumstances,
attack without my command.

Crassus has mobilized,
his men are marching against us.

They don't seem to be
in any hurry to get here.

[Soldier] Halt!
Have the men rest for an hour.

I don't want them tired,
I want fresh limbs for the slaughter.

Mummius and Servius must be given
plenty of time to get into position.

Yes, my Lord.
Stand the men down!

[Chatter]

Look at them.
They have no idea we're here.

[Soldier]
I'll send word to Crassus.

Why share the glory
that could be ours alone?

Spartacus!

We're being flanked!
They're attacking
from the rear!

But in order to do that
he had to split his forces.

- How long before
they reach our front lines?
- Two, maybe three hours.

Time enough.

Grab your weapons!

You come in good time.
The attack begins shortly!

My Lord, the troops under Servius
and Mummius have been destroyed.

The generals have been
taken prisoner.

[Chatter, Laughter]

[Crixus]
We have your generals, Crassus!

[Slave #1] Where's your great
Roman army now, Crassus?

[Slave #2]
What's next?

[Men Shouting, Laughing]

- [Crixus] You're next, Crassus!
- Tell the men to withdraw!

What shall we do
with these great Roman generals?

- Kill them.
- [All] Kill them! Kill them!

Kill them?

Who would throw away
a fortune?

Aristocrats.
Sons of important families.

What would Rome pay
to have them back?

[Slave] We could live well
on the ransom.

You speak of ransom
like we're thieves.

These men made whores
of our daughters
and gladiators of our sons.

We had to fight for their entertainment.
They should fight for ours!

[Cheering]
Fight!

[Cheering Continues]

This isn't justice.

This is revenge.

Don't lie to yourselves.

Do this and you'll become
what Rome tried to make you--
animals!

- Fight!
- [Cheering]

There can be no greater shame...

for a Roman soldier...

than cowardice in the face of the enemy.

Our founding fathers understood this...

and they had an answer for it.

Decimation.

[Shouting, Cheering]

Count off!

[Crowd Chanting]
Fight! Fight! Fight!

[Slave] Fight like men!

[Shouts]

[Screams, Groans]

[Chanting]
Kill! Kill! Kill!

Every tenth man step forward.

Now wipe away the shame...

that stains your honor
and the glory of Rome.

You executed 150 of your own men?

Roman citizens.

Discipline distinguishes the Roman army...

from every other army in the world.

Discipline or brutality?

And where is Spartacus now?

Traveling south, tracked by my troops.

His goal remains unclear.

But I believe that he means
to move against Sicily.

Noble Senators, we need not dwell long
on noble Crassus' failure.

Let him retire in disgrace...

and let us recall
Pompey and Lucullus at once.

Recall them as you wish...

but retire me...

at your own peril.

It will take weeks
for Pompey to move his troops.

Do you think
that Spartacus will sit...

and wait patiently for him to arrive?

He is...

a contaminating parasite!

And he crawls from limb to limb...

and organ to organ...

until the great body of this republic...

has been brought to its knees.

Now then,

I may not meet Agrippa's
exalted standards as
commander in chief...

but for better or for worse
I am your only miracle.

I am your only cure.

It's all a bluff on Crassus' part,
don't you think?
He's beaten.

For someone who's just
suffered a humiliating defeat,

he seems very sure of himself.

Crassus has something up his sleeve.

The question is, what?

Orsino. May I offer you something to eat?

No. Thank you.

I had just finished
my lunch when your...
invitation arrived.

Sit down.

I expect that you're aware
of our dilemma
with the so-called slave army?

Along with the rest
of the world.

I have concluded that
the slave general, Spartacus,

intends to leave by sea.
Why would you conclude that?

Because it's all he can do.

And because he seems to show
an inordinate interest in plunder,

leading me to wonder
what he is planning to buy or whom.

I'm afraid I can't help you.

Yes, you can. You will.

I can't believe
you'd disturb the understanding...

between my people and yours
for a group of slaves.

Consider the long-range
costs.

Spartacus will leave
the country or he will die.

Either way, he will be gone.

Where as Rome
and I shall still be here.

And you will be made
to suffer the consequences.

- [Laughs] Rome has no navy.
- I'll build one!

Because either you are with me
or you are against me.

The coastline of Calabria.

[Shouting]

Set up the signal.
Let them know we are here.

[David]
How long will it take them
to get here?

By tomorrow. Time enough
for us to catch our breath.

Hurry up or I'll have
the lot of you whipped!

Get that in here!

[Soldier] Get it in place, you dogs!

You, move that stuff over!

[Soldier] Put your back into it!

Spartacus!

They've gone.

It's a trap.

It's a trap!

[Centurion] Archers!

I've got you now,
you son of a whore.

Get back to work!

Fight, starve, or surrender.
Those are our choices.

We're trapped.
We'll never get past that wall.

Perhaps we can make a deal.

[Centurion] Rider approaching!

Stand down!
[Centurion] Hold your weapons!

Spartacus.

I'm told I saw you fight once.

I remember.
I don't particularly, but then...

I have seen so many gladiatorial contests...

and all slaves do look alike.

Except the one who cuts your throat.

Well, I wouldn't try that.
There are archers on the walls behind me.

You wouldn't stand a chance.

I have a proposition for you.
My people go free.

They leave the Roman Empire
and I surrender to you.

[Laughs]

I can't accept those conditions.

Unconditional surrender for all of you--
man, woman and child.

Spartacus...

where did you acquire
the arrogance to believe...

that you could possibly challenge
the undefeated Roman Empire?

I have you to thank.

That day at Capua.

Drab--
the man who tried to spear you.

I don't understand. He inspired you?

He showed me how to fight back.

But you, Roman, you gave me a reason.

I don't need to negotiate.
Your food can't last,

you've nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.

- And I have all the time in the world.
- Do you?

My scouts tell me
that Pompey has been recalled.

What glory will be left for you
when he arrives?

I will destroy your army...

and then I will wipe away
even the memory of your existence...

from the face of this earth.

- That is your fate.
- And this is yours.

[Screams]

Help me!

For the love of Rome, Marcus!

[Cheering]

I will cut down every tree in this land...

and then I will erect crosses enough
for you and your mongrel tribe.

Look for me in battle, Roman.

- I'll be looking for you.
- I'm yours.

[Screams]

[Servius Screams Echoing]

How could you do this?
How could you crucify?

The Romans need to be reminded
that we are not beaten.

And our people need to be reminded
of the price of defeat.

You're becoming one of them.

I'm not the oppressor.
That justifies it?

- We were fighting for more than our lives.
- This is about survival.

Yours, mine, our child's, everyone's.

And I will do what I must
to assure that.

Speak for yourself.

For me? For our son?

It's not worth it.

They need to be light.
Light but strong.

These need to be longer.
15 feet will do it.

Get it done.

Very low.

[Gasping]

[Gasps]

My Lord,
they're attacking the wall!

Where?
North. Near the Bay of Euphemia.

Move all of our
available troops there.

Now!
Yes.

Sound the alarm!

[Horn Blowing]

Weapons ready!

Wait!

Wait.

- It's not him.
- [Centurion] Lower your arms!

[Mooing]

[Laughing]

[Laughing, Sobbing]

[Laughing]

And while Crassus was distracted
by the flaming livestock,

the army of Spartacus
climbed the walls and escaped.

I'd have paid a lot to see Crassus' face
when he found that out.

Meanwhile, Pompey
has landed at Minturnae.

If l may ask what it cost?
Well, it was very expensive...

but it was worth it.

Pompey will defeat Spartacus
and then claim all the credit, as usual.

Crassus will be denied his victory.

And if we're very lucky...

Spartacus will defeat them both.

[Gannicus] To the south,
Crassus follows close.

While to the north Pompey
and his legions have landed.

- We should turn and attack.
- Attack Crassus? Insane.

Not Crassus or Pompey, but Rome.

It's the last thing they'd expect.
With good reason.

You won't scale Rome's walls
with a rope and a ladder.

No. We will march north.

Avoid Pompey, and get over the Alps,

- like we should have done before.
- So it's my fault, is it?

- Who led us into the trap at Rhegium?
- Orsino.

No. Spartacus.

- You chose me as your leader!
- Well, no more!

In my tribe,
any man can challenge to be king.

No, David, this is my fight.

Put your weapons down, this is foolish.
I beg you, don't do this.

You were right,
it was always going to come to this.

- [Grunts]
- [Groans]

We need you, Crixus.

Crixus doesn't need you.
Crixus doesn't need anyone!

Where will you go?
Where my feet take me.

Have you enough food?
What we don't have,
the Romans will give us.

We made Rome tremble, didn't we?

Who else can say that?

No one.

We march!

[Baby Crying, Dogs Barking]

My Lord, all the Gauls under Crixus
have left Spartacus' army.

- They're marching away.
- Where are the Gauls headed?

They're making camp by Lake Lucania.

And with Pompey at least two days'
march away, he can't know this.

[Groaning]

[Screaming]

[Screams Echoing]

[Varinia]
It's not your fault.

He chose his own path.

I failed him.

I failed you all.

Lucullus and five legions
have landed at Brindisium,

a day's march north
and east of here.

We might have been able
to slip past Pompey...

but not both Pompey and Lucullus.

We can't go forward.
We can't go back.

And we can't wait
for these three armies to join...

or we'll be crushed between them.

Tomorrow we'll turn and attack Crassus.

Maybe we can catch him off guard.

He who stops to loot is executed.

Nothing slows us down.

The child is well?

I think he will be a blacksmith,
the way he hammers on me.

I want you to promise
that whatever happens
to me tomorrow,

that you will live.

That you won't
take your own life.

And be a slave again?
You haven't the right
to ask that of me.

But I do.
There is no life without you.

I am not important.
Not to me?

Not to your son?

You were right, Varinia.

Vengeance alone is not enough.

To become like your enemy
is to lose to him.

And what's important
isn't our living or our dying...

but this new thing we've created,
however briefly.

A world without slaves.

And if you die,
who will tell that story?

Live so that I will live.

So that we will live on.

So that it won't be wasted
or forgotten.

And I promise you,

I'll always be with you.

Look. That's where I will be.

Know that I'll always be there.

- Forgive me, I overslept.
- [Laughter]

We brought you a present.

- He's beautiful.
- Fit for a king.

I'm not a king.

I'm something better.

A free man.

I thank you for your generosity.

But I'll fight beside you
and your fate will be mine.

If we win, we'll each have
a horse of our own.

And if we lose, we won't need them.

[Laughter]

You're the finest soldiers in the world.

And it has been an honor to fight with you!

[Shouting]

Spartacus!

[All Chanting]
Spartacus! Spartacus! Spartacus!

Spartacus! Spartacus! Spartacus!

Spartacus! Spartacus! Spartacus!

[Chanting, Indistinct]

This is Crixus' way of battle.

No fancy tactics.

Head on.
One strong arm against another.

[Chanting]

Don't be greedy! Crassus is mine!

[Laughter]

For Rome!

Spartacus...time to die!

Freedom!

[Shouting]

The baby! It's started.

It's all right.

[Centurion] Release!

[Groans, Screams]

[Groaning]

[Screams]

[Inaudible]

[Inaudible]

Spartacus, you have a son.

[Screaming]

[Soldier] We found her!
We found the wife of Spartacus!

Take the baby. No!

Stay!

[Gasping, Panting]

Varinia.

[Baby Crying]
No!

No!

No!
Shh.

No!

No! [Sobs]

[Crying]

We think he was
a close friend of Spartacus.

What is your name?

Speak!

[Sighs]

I won't lie to you. You're going to die.

But yours can be a painless death.
I can do that.

[Beating Continues]

Crucify the prisoners.

My Lord,
there are upwards of 6,000.

All of them.

Yes, my Lord.

You will watch them die...

and you will be the last.

And when you are nailed to the cross
and hanging there...

I will be there.

My Lord, Pompey's troops are nearby and
have captured those slaves who escaped.

Pompey is on his way to Rome
to claim your victory as his own.

[All Chanting] Pompey! Pompey!

I merely did what
any son of Rome would do.

You do me too much honor.
They were just slaves, after all.

Senators, we must not in this
overlook the noble Crassus.

Caesar makes an excellent point.

Crassus has certainly played a part,
oh, a very workmanlike role.

And he certainly deserves
some public recognition.

Not a triumph perhaps.

Er...maybe an ovation,
our secondary honor,

such as we sometimes give
to a victorious athlete.

[Pompey] Indeed.
Now is the time to be generous.

An ovation for Crassus.

I have fielded and equipped...

six full legions.

I have led them in battle myself.

I've endured innumerable hardships.

And l have stamped out...

the greatest threat
that Rome has known since Carthage.

And I am...to be rewarded...

with some trivial, secondary honor?

Senators, this is a day for Rome to rejoice.

For Romans to forget our differences
and unite.

The position of consul remains vacant...

because, for too long, political rivalries
have prevented us filling it.

And now, for candidates,
could there be anymore qualified,

more deserving
than these two glorious heroes?

And therefore I propose...

that Pompey and Crassus
both be made consul.

Co-consulship.

I would be...honored
to serve with Marcus Crassus.

If it is the Senate's wish.

This would be highly irregular.

- Never in the history of--
- New times require new measures.

- What say you, Senators?
- [All] Yes!

[Hammering]

[Hammering Continues]

Why won't you speak with me, Varinia?

[Sighs]

What was he like, Spartacus?
What was he like?

He was just a man.

A simple man.
No.

He was a professional killer.
He was an outlaw.

And he was an enemy
of everything fine and decent.

If you already have the answer
then why ask?

Because you waste your tears on him.

In five years we won't even
remember his name, I promise you.

Then why does he
still matter to you?

Spartacus was something
the world has never seen before.

He was something different.

He was the way that people
might be if they chose.

I can be something different.
I can be s--

[Clears Throat]
I can be someone else.

Yes.

Varinia...

please...love me.

Love me.

He was something
that you could never be.

[Crowd Chanting] Kill! Kill! Kill!

Death...death...death!

No!
Don't like the way it ends?

I...am...Spartacus!

Get out.

Get out!

[Hammering]

[David Groaning, Gasping]

Here I am.

Do you still have nothing to say?

I will be back.

And I will be millions.

[Screams]

Oh, don't look at me like that.

I've lost, Flavius.

Rome has lost.

Outflanked by that toady Caesar.

Don't you mean Crassus?

Caesar is the real beneficiary here.

Tell me some good news.
There is none.

Crassus has turned the Appian Way
into a graveyard.

6,000 crucifixions, I hear.

Whole forests cut down.

The tree lovers
will be up in arms.

The stench of rotting flesh
is unbearable.

But the corpse...

is Rome's.

Civilization hangs on the cross.

What have we done?

Now tell me some dirt. Gossip.

Well, I hear that Crassus has secretly
taken Spartacus' wife Varinia...

and keeps her and Spartacus' child
locked away in his house.

Treats her like gold,
but she scorns him.

Mm-hmm?
Even now, this Varinia?

War trophy, I imagine.

Can I have a drink?
Help yourself.

I would pay a lot...to steal her.

Are you out of your mind?

- It would be suicide.
- Two million sesterces.

�� [Martial Drumming]
We bestow upon Gnaeus Pompey
and Marcus Crassus...

the honorable and noble title
of co-consul of the Roman Empire.

From this moment on...

you are all...

free.

Here on the table is a scroll for each of you...

declaring you legally...

free.

Oh.
[Sobs]

[Crowd Cheering]

[Man]
Gnaeus Pompey!

Do not imagine
for one uneducated moment...

that I am unaware
of how you and Caesar...

denied me my rightful triumph.

You know why I am
so much more popular than you,
Crassus?

Because it is only natural
to prefer the rising sun...

to the one that sets.

Leave us.

- We haven't much time, Agrippa.
- Wait outside.

Why have you done this?

At first, it was just a thumb in Crassus' eye.

But the more I thought about it,
well...

A foolish old man's last gesture
of...redemption, maybe?

After I sobered up yesterday,

I started to meditate
as to how a handful of slaves...

could almost defeat
the greatest military power
in the world.

Do you know what I think?

I think that you fought
for your freedom,

for your children's lives,

the honor of your women...

and all that is good in the world.

And Rome fought for what?

The whip and the cross.

I love Rome,
but she's become a whore.

I despise what she is,
but I'm too old to leave her.

And in truth, I helped to make Rome
what she has become.

Agrippa, we have to go.

Yes, get the chariot ready.

What is your son's name?

Spartacus.

Spartacus.

[Sobs]
You shame me.

You shamed us all.

Flavius will lead you.

He is as loyal a Roman
as money can buy.

[Senator] Having thus imparted
to you my sentiments...

as they have been awakened
by the occasion, I shall take...

Where is Agrippa?
That pimp?

Who cares?

Where is she?

- Where is she?
- [Yells, Gasps]

[Groans, Exhales]

[Gasping]

Remarkable.

Whoa!

You're safe now.

Thank you.

Good luck.

[Giggling]

[Varinia]
And that is how we came here.

And how does the story end?

I don't know, Spartacus.

It becomes your story now...

and you must find
your own ending.