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A marriage to Julia would be
very good for me, politically.

She's marrying Agrippa.

But he
won't live forever.

And when she does
become available,

I want you to fix it.

Julia has dishonoured
her marriage to Agrippa.

It wasn't Vilbia,
Julia was sleeping with.

Does it
ever bother you

that he adopted my two sons
and never yours?

Love makes us weak.

I saw Gaius's will.

So, the adopted sons of Agrippa
to inherit everything, hmm?

-Who's the executor?
-Domitius.

It was Domitius
behind the famine,

as you suspected.

You still don't believe
she killed my brother?

Revenge on Livia
is your passion, not mine.

- Is that the letter from Mother?
- Yes.

Don't know why she bothered
putting it in code.

Habit, I suppose.

Go get the priestess Aurelia.

I want a copy
of Agrippa's will, too.

I want you to take Germany,

for Rome.

If he ever sees you
as a threat or a problem,

you'll be dead.

You certainly
won't inherit his power.

This is a fucking
enormous honour!

-No, it isn't.
-Yes, it is.

It's a ten-year suicide note
is what it is.

I'd be asking yourself
why it's got your name on it.

Something wrong with my head.

Bad Tiberius
lives inside Tiberius.

He always has done.

Tiberius, she's dead.

Mostly, he sleeps but...

Who wakes him up?

Mother.

Her poisons.

Yes, she said you were bound
to need them.

Please,
enough fighting.

Stop it. Silence.

Please help, please.
Listen, stop it.

- Agrippa.
- Come on, lads,

don't piss your mother off.

I mean it. Enough.

Agrippa.

All right,
that's enough.

Stop the bloody carriage!

Enough of this now.

I said stop!

Agrippa,
they're fighting again.

Lads, lads, oi!

-Agrippina, enough.
-You were told!

Gaius, you're not
sitting together any more.

Agrippa.

Julilla, get her back.

Agrippa!

Agrippa.

-I saw that!
-The baby's coming.

It's fucking coming!

Can you not just wait
till we get back to Rome?

-What?
-No? Right. Okay.

Yeah, yeah.

Okay. Kids form up!

Gaius!

Lucius!

Julilla.

Ooh, it's coming now.

Julilla?

I'm coming to get you!

Hmm.

I wonder where she could be.

Found you! I win!

Come on!

Come on, sit down.

I found you.

Oh!
I'm knackered.

Out of shape.

Don't worry about your mum.

She's all right.

Women love a good fuss.

You know, my dad...

...would bring us here hunting
when I was your age.

We'd check the traps and then,

then my brother and I,
we'd run off,

throw rocks at birds.

Oh, it was magic.

You know...

I've fought battles and...

sunk fleets and...

built temples and aqueducts.

I don't think I've ever been
as happy as I was then.

Except maybe now.

Fuck, it's coming,
I can feel it!

Daddy?

Wake up, Daddy.

There you are.

Look, it's a boy.

A big fat boy.

What? What's the matter?

Agrippa?

Oh, my love.

Thank you.

What?

My friend.

My brother.

Senator.

General.

Architect.

Warrior.

As long as...

As long as...

this city stands...

on these hills,

men will remember the name...

Marcus
Vipsanius Agrippa.

Hey. Hey.
It's all right.

You don't need him any more.

You don't need him any more.

Augustus.

This is the final will
of Marcus Vipsanius Agrippa,

held in safekeeping
in the Temple of Vesta.

I wonder
what's in it.

You shouldn't joke about that.
Forging wills is sacrilege.

Possibly.

It's
brilliant though.

If you control the temple,
you control the future.

I knew he was leaving
everything to Gaius.

Did you really need
any more money?

Money buys people,

and armies,
you can never have enough.

I'll take my old room.

Put the boys
in Tiberius's old room,

and the girls in Drusus's.

The baby can sleep
with the nurse.

- Are you all right?
- Yes.

Have a seat,
darling. Hi, you.

So, Julia, back home
with the parents. How's that?

Still, it's only until they
find you a new husband.

Have they told you
who it is yet?

What? After two marriages
and five children?

No. I'm done.

You're only 27.

You can't seriously imagine
you won't get pimped out again?

Oh, that's hardly
the tone, is it?

What tone would you prefer?

Of course you're welcome
to my husband, such as he is,

but sadly there's no chance
of that happening.

Oh, that is
quite enough of that.

In fact, it's much more
likely to be yours, Antonia.

Why? Have you heard something?

Well, I know Domitius
is interested.

Or then there's Drusus.

What?

Or Gallus, or Varus.

They'd be worth having
in the Senate.

Or even Tiberius,

now that Vipsania's father
can't vote any more.

How can you be so callous?

Plenty of practice.

Oh, honestly, Marcella,

we're barely into
the mourning period,

do you have to be
such a fucking bore?

No one gave a slave's arse
about my mourning period.

As soon as Marcella's father
turned to ash,

I was panting away
underneath Antonia's.

I got pregnant so fast

that I wasn't actually sure
whose it was.

Mother.

That is my point.

After two husbands,
they left you alone.

And you only had four children.

Yes, but I only had relations
with my husband.

Erm, Octavia!

Well, it's a bit late
for self-righteous outrage.

Fuck you, Marcella.

You fucking...

Marcella, stop.

Marcella.

Run, Julilla.

Run for your life.

-Never stop and never look back.
-Get off!

- Stop it!
- It's ridiculous.

Fucking Marcella.

She started taunting Julia
about her next marriage.

What next marriage?

Oh, it's the only thing
anyone wants to talk about.

She said it might
even be one of you two.

Mother's with Piso.

Start packing.

Tell nobody.

I loved Agrippa.

As much as I could.

He was... the balance
between Gaius and me.

His death doesn't
really change the succession.

As far as everyone's concerned,

Augustus's adopted sons
are still first in line

to inherit everything.

But the new will you made
will take care of that.

Unless he marries Julia off,

and that really
could complicate everything.

Better he doesn't, for everyone.

But he will.

The choice of husband
will be hugely significant,

politically.

I know.

A mark of particular favour.

And influence.

Then it has to be Drusus.

Iullus, I'll leave you to it.

No.

No, what?

No, I can't fix
your marriage to Julia.

Not now.

Maybe not ever.

You promised me.

I've done everything you asked.

Gaius will let you run
for the Consul next year,

and I'll pay for it.

Everyone is a Consul now.

I want Julia.

You want
the daughter of Augustus.

Why shouldn't I?

I'm sorry.

That's the last time
I'll get betrayed

-by your fucking family.
-I doubt that.

My father ruled
the world with yours,

but I'm kept outside
like a fucking leper,

waiting for my turn
as a Consul.

I swear to the Gods,

I'll bring this whole
fucking thing crashing down.

No, you won't.

Livia, you listen to me.

My whole life I've always done
what everyone else wants.

I've earned my freedom.

Even a slave
gets that in the end.

What?

I don't want to
get married again.

I want to be left alone.

And as some sort of woman
I expect you to get that

-and get behind me.
-Agreed.

What?

I don't want you
to get married again.

It's messy

and it complicates
everything, so...

All right then. Fine.

So, you'll fix it?

Drusus.

The women are all talking about
who's next for Julia.

If I can't put it off,

it will have to be you.

Will that bother you?

I love Antonina.

But it's just a marriage.

Nobody takes it personally.

What matters
is getting the Republic back,

and if I have to marry Augustus
to do that, then I will.

Prepare your wife.

Domitius will want Julia, too.

You can leave that to me.

Find my sister, please.

And Scribonia,

Livia.

We'll rely on
these measures...

Domitius.

-Excuse me.
-Yes, of course.

Livia.

Are you looking for me?

I want to ask you
to speak to Augustus today.

Tell him that out of respect
for your wife Antonia,

you can't be considered
as husband for Julia.

And why would I do that?

Because it would make me happy.

Well, I hate to make you sad,

but if Augustus

is looking to marry
his daughter to anyone

then I would expect
to be considered.

And I certainly
wouldn't turn her down.

Hmm.

Domitius.

Was that all?

You know, I never told Augustus

that you organised
that grain famine.

With your close friend
Marcus Cassius Elva.

That's where you got the money
to run for Consul.

That's a lie.

My people found
your agent in Egypt,

Tomi, the one
you used to buy the grain,

which you sold to Rome
for six times the price.

Well, he was tortured
until he told us everything.

So, you know...

That's all.

Are you divorcing me for Julia?

If things work out,

I might have to.

Are we still going
to Germany, tomorrow?

Of course.

Nothing will happen
till next year.

Oh, well,

that's it then.

Still...

it was fun
while it lasted.

It'll be me,
who has to marry Julia.

What?

Stepfather loves Drusus,

because everybody loves Drusus,

but he's jealous of him.

And I think he fears him, too.

He won't give him
his daughter.

He'll give her to someone who,

who he doesn't fear at all.

Someone everyone thinks
is useless.

Yes, you're clearly
the most useless choice.

Deep down
he'll enjoy giving Julia

to the only person in Rome
who doesn't want her.

Because he's a monster.

Plus...

of course you're
irrelevant now, politically,

after your father's death.

Meaningless.

We can't take the baby with us.

He'll slow us down,
and it won't be safe.

Antonina will look after him.

Are you ready then?

I have been ready

all my life.

Domitius.

I was just leaving.

He's not well.

I've told him that he should
stop having these meetings,

that it's too tiring,
but he won't listen.

I'm all right.
It's just a chill.

What did Domitius want?

Oh, Domitius
said he would prefer

not to be considered
if Julia were to remarry.

But he was very nice about it.
I mean, I thought

- he was very respectful.
- Mmm.

Listen, Livia,
now that we are all here,

I have a gift for you.

Julia.

She'll have to marry again.

This time I want it
to be into your family.

So...

she'll marry Tiberius.

Tiberius?

Tiberius?

And then maybe we can have

grandchildren together, finally.

Oh, thank you.

Yes, thank you.

Well, I,
I'm just grateful

that none of my daughters
have to get divorced,

'cause that's
always a bore, isn't it?

They have to come home

and they just complain
about everything.

I know I'd normally consult you
over something like this,

but I wanted it
to be a surprise.

It certainly was.

Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck!

Someone get Tycho!

Tiberius?

You are fucking kidding me!

-This is a joke.
-Shh. Keep your voice down.

It could be worse.

-Oh?
-You could have got Domitius.

Listen to me,
this is a good thing.

With Tiberius
we can do a deal.

No sex, no children.

That way everything
will come to your boys.

They're the future of Rome.

Fuck Rome! What about my future?

It's just an engagement.

With the mourning period
you'll get a bit more time

before the wedding.

- Julia...
- No.

-Julia.
-Scribonia, just leave it.

This is not
the worst outcome.

It is for Tiberius.

And Stepfather obviously
doesn't trust me.

If he doesn't trust me now,
then he never will.

Honestly, Drusus,
none of that matters.

We know Augustus wants

Julia's sons
to inherit his power

because they're his blood.

But his will is gonna name
you as his successor.

You forged his will?

We can't have another civil war.

Exactly. And what
was the alternative?

We move now.

I command the Army of the Rhine.

Instead of leading it
into Germany,

I lead it into Rome.

Agrippa's gone

and Stepfather's
all over the place.

This is the moment.

He'll fight. You know he will.

Not if he's dead,
like Marcellus.

You get the poison,

I'll get the army.

We'll have the Republic back
by the end of the year.

Fuck.

Livia...

Unless of course
you're not really serious

about ending his tyranny,

or avenging your father?

Answer the question, Livia.

We wait, like we planned.

That way we control
the outcome.

No, you don't.

You think you do,
but you're dreaming.

Life is completely
fucking unpredictable.

You of all people
understand that.

-It's too risky!
-So is waiting!

- Shh.
- Tiberius is gone.

What do you mean, "gone"?

He left Rome with Vipsania
on horseback before dawn.

They left the baby and this.

It's for you.

He's not coming back,
that's what it says.

Find them.

Get them back.

Drusus. Drusus, please.

No one else can do this.

Find your brother.

-Gaius will never forgive--
-To be continued.

Antonina.

Livia. Sorry, we're still
packing for Germany.

Germanicus!

Even though that's
obviously been delayed.

So you heard?

Vipsania left me
Drusillus and a note.

Couldn't believe it.

What the fuck does Tiberius
think he's doing?

If my uncle finds out

he's refusing
the marriage to Julia,

he's finished.
Everything is finished.

What do you mean?

I know what it is
you want them to do.

Drusus talks in his sleep.

Things he wouldn't dare say
when he's awake.

At first it didn't make
much sense.

Just words...

Fears.

But in the end,
I got it.

Of course
I've never told anyone.

Not even Drusus.

You see, that would be fatal.

Yes, it would.

People sometimes forget,

my uncle killed my father,

indirectly.

Just like he killed yours.

So, we're going
to restore the Republic.

And if you ever need
anything from me,

you can ask.

I love you.

And I need you to watch Drusus.

Do you mean...

spy on my husband?

Yes. That's what I mean.

Got it.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

You, come in.

Come in.

See? Look.

Come on.

Come in.

All the pleasures of the world.

See.

Welcome, welcome.

Wine for the lady.
Olives and grapes.

Would the lady prefer
to see a man or a woman?

Oh, I don't care really.

I'm the daughter of Augustus.

And I've never had cunnilingus.

Hello, Gods.

Hello, Goddesses.

It's me Vipsania Agrippina.

Give me health.

Give me sandals.

And let me escape from Mother.

And in return,

I won't tell anyone
you don't exist.

What is it?

My happy childhood.

Drusus gave this to me
on my eighth birthday.

He stole it from Tycho.

Where's it's head?

Give me
that fucking horse!

What?

My father broke off the head.

Why?

I don't know.

It's wine, Tiberius,
try this.

Mmm. Here.

Lad, have you
ever seen a clitoris?

Yeah, come here.
Come here and show him.

Sh... Show him your vulva.

For fuck's sake, Nero!

He's only a boy. Ow!

Get off!

You
never talk about him.

-Ever.
-Father.

Is this Mother's?

I said, is this Mother's?

Put it on.

It's funny really,
if you think about it.

Underneath it all,

or even not
underneath any of it,

there's just no difference
between you and me.

Like, "Here you are,
here's a dress,

"a place to crash,
help yourself to the wine,

"he'll be in in a moment,

"and then
someone else after him."

And why is cunnilingus
so taboo anyway?

I'll tell you why,
'cause it's fucking awesome.

Oh, come in,
we're open for business.

Julia.

Gracchus.

Hello.

How are you?
How's, erm...

...thingy?
Your wife.

Julia, what are you doing here?

I'm in mourning.
How about you?

Well, come on then, Gracchus.

Fuck me.

Everyone else has.

Domitius.

Are you waiting for me?

Well, I was just
going to give thanks

for Julia's engagement
to Tiberius.

-Would you care to come?
-Of course not.

Let's say you were right.

Let's say Livia
did have your brother killed.

What?

Have the Gods finally
restored your eyesight?

It was more Livia.

But it made me wonder.

Do you remember Julia's lover

that everyone was looking for
but never found?

I'm the last fucking person
to forget about that.

Do you think that it was Livia
that had Vilbia set up?

Got Agrippa to kill him?

Well, it certainly
wasn't Iullus.

He can barely
wipe his arse with a sponge.

Marcella.

All right.
Here's what I do know.

It was Livia who got
my mother to back off

on Antonina's wedding,

and I also know it was Livia
who uncovered the famine,

back when...

you know, the grain prefects
and the corruption, all that,

which is how that rat Ursa

ended up living with
Livia's new daddy, Piso.

You know, Domitius,

you ought to pay
more attention to women,

and slaves and gossip,

if you want to know
what's really going on.

If Livia did get Vilbia killed,
that would be

very dangerous for her,

if certain people found out.

Does it matter
if it's true or not?

As long as
certain people think it is.

That would be
an extremely dangerous game.

If you want any kind of power
in this city,

eventually, you'll need
to get rid of Livia.

Drusus will find him.

He wants to see you.

Hey, how are you?

I meant to tell you.

Agrippa's will.

He left you huge
bequests of land.

You're nearly as rich as me now.

Really?

He always loved you.

Did I move too fast with Julia?

It's never good
to let things drift.

It looks weak.

Especially now.

Nobody thinks you're weak.

I'll see Vipsania
and Tiberius today.

Of course, she'll need
a new husband.

What do you think of Gallus?

Oh, there's no need to hurry.

Wait till you're better.

No, we need to be ready.

If anyone's going to move
against us, they'll do it now.

Nobody's going to move
against us.

What are you
doing with the poisons?

Nothing yet.

Livia.

Both of my sons
are completely out of control.

The situation's unstable.

Tiberius, wake up.

Livia didn't come today

'cause she doesn't love you.

She never has.

And once upon a time,

when you were a tiny baby,

she killed you.

Did I tell you that?

She smothered you

with her hands, hands,

until you couldn't
breathe any more.

And when you were quite dead,

when she killed you,

you know what she said then?

It was him or us.

With her hands...

she killed you.

She's a monster. Wake up!

Oh, it's just a dream.

It wasn't a dream.

Ah, I couldn't breathe.

Can you
put some clothes on?

Leave us.

I knew you wouldn't fuck off
to Greece without this rubbish.

These are Mother's.

She was looking
for them for months.

What do you remember
about Father?

Father?

Nothing.

Nothing at all?

I remember his corpse.

Seeing him in the atrium
for people to visit.

Mother took us
for cakes afterwards,

to celebrate.

That's all you remember?

They were almond cakes.

-Why?
-I can't go back.

I know.

But you have to.

No, I don't.

Yes, you do.

No, I don't.

One day you'll be free
from all this.

But not now.

Not like this.

Please.

Let me go.

Please.

Look at me.

He'll never forgive you.

It's not safe.

For anyone.

It's not safe for you.

I don't care about me.

I know.

I...

I can't control it.

Myself.

Him.

I can't do this without you.

Oh, I...
I can't breathe.

You can't,
you can't leave me alone.

Tiber, no, no.

No, stop. Stop.

Stop. Stop it.

No. Stop. Stop.

-I'm a monster.
-No. No.

You're not.
You're my brother.

You're my,
you're my brother.

Okay?

Stupid self-confidence.

Mother.

Welcome back.

-Are you fine?
-Yeah.

It wasn't my idea,

the marriage to Julia.

Yes. But you're not sorry,
are you?

Well, no.

Fuck.

What a fuck up.

Tell me you can fix this.

We need to talk.

Your father's ill.

Brilliant. Serves him right.

Hope he dies screaming.

He wants to see you both.

Now.

Don't make him
choose between us.

He will always choose me.

Oh, Father.

I'm so sorry you're unwell.

I'm fine.

No, he isn't.

You smell like a whorehouse.

It's this new perfume
Marcella bought me.

Your mother told you
about the wedding?

Of course.

Thank you.

It's a great honour.

Yes, and I think Agrippa
would be pleased.

Congratulations, Tiberius.

I'm so happy for you both.

Congratulations, Tiberius.

So sorry
for you both.

Stepfather.

We came to say goodbye.

Ah.

Antonina.

Goodbye, Antonina.

We'll be
back for the wedding.

Bring me Germany.

I wouldn't mind if it were you.

Be careful.

Someone else
lives inside Tiberius.

You don't want to meet him.

I'm so sorry.

For your father, Tiberius,
and the divorce.

Yes, I'll be married again
in no time.

I'll let you know who it is
when I find out.

Thank you for bringing him back.

If you want us to wait, we will.

I'll keep my army
in Germany for now.

I love you, Mother.

Don't
go back to Germany.

Please, it's not safe.

That's why
he's keeping you there.

No, he isn't.

You're worrying
about nothing again.

I can't lose you, too.

We need to talk about something.

I'll write.

You never write to anybody.

I'll write to you.

Drusus.

We're ready to move again
when you are.

I need to finish this.

-Fucking code.
-Here.

Let me help.

What's so urgent?

It's just something
I want to get off to Tiberius.

Thank you.

"M"

One-two.

"O"

Six-eight.

"T"

Three-four.

Are you sure this is his code,
and not Mother's?

I'm not a complete idiot.

And it is the latest one?

Er, fuck.

No, it is the right one.

My brother's hand only.

-And this is for Livia.
-Of course.

Er, I won't make it
back tonight.

Catch us up when you can.

You come with me.

Mount up.

Tiberius,
I know you won't agree with me.

And Mother never will.

But now is the time to act.

If I bring my legions to Rome,

and you bring
yours from the Balkans,

Stepfather will
have to cede power.

If we act together

we can restore the Republic

without bloodshed or war.

For Livia,
from Antonina.

But
I cannot do it alone.

It will take
both of us together.

An overwhelming show of force.

For Tiberius Nero, from Drusus.

Think this over.

Give me your answer.

And don't tell Mother
or Piso.

Impressive,
even by your standards.

Leave us, please.

Antonina, I assume.

Give me the letter.

Write back.

You want me to tell him
I support Stepfather.

What choice do we have?

We could poison Stepfather

and bring out
that will you forged,

naming Drusus as successor.

Or not.

Mother.

When I was a baby,

did you suffocate me
with your

bare hands until I was dead?

Yes.

Why?

Well, I guess that sort of thing
was bound to happen...

sooner or later.

We were on the run.

Bounty hunters found us.

They were all around,
in the woods. We were hiding.

And then you started to cry.

-It was me or you.
-I stopped you crying.

When it was safe Antigone
put you in a stream.

Cold water brought you back.

-I went to the underworld.
-And then you came back.

Someone else came back with me.

I don't believe
in "Bad" Tiberius.

He's just someone Drusus made up
when you were kids.

Now write.

I've betrayed my wife...

and myself.

Now for my brother.

It's an exact copy?

I gave the original letter
to Tiberius.

And the key square?

It's always locked away.

Antonina or his slaves
are always around.

Get it for me.

I can't break the code
without the key.

I, I won't let you down.

Mother said you'd
have to choose between us,

in the end.

Me or Mother.

Mother or me.

She said you'd
always choose her.

She doesn't love you.

She doesn't love you.

-She never has.
-She never has.

-She's a monster.
-She's a monster.

It's you or me,

Mother.

And it isn't me.

What have you done?

Come on.

I can't breathe!

I thought I was dead!

I was suffocating!

Oh! It was just a dream.

A nightmare.

It was so real.

Like someone was on top of me.

What are you doing here?

I, I couldn't sleep.

I was in the kitchen.
I heard a noise.

Go back to sleep, yeah.

Domitius. Long time
since you were here.

I'm still celebrating
the death of Agrippa.

Won't you join me?

About that.

I just found out.

It wasn't Agrippa
that had your brother killed.

He was set up.

It was Livia.

The wife of Augustus.