All language subtitles for [English] Le Legioni di Cleopatra (_Legions of the Nile_) - Vittorio Cottafavi, 1959 [ENG, PT Subs] [DownSub.com]

LEGIONS OF THE NILE

- Is there much more to go?
- No.

Alexandria is near, now.

Are they coming after us?

What do you think they're here for,
to collect sand?

Just stay with me.

Halt there!

Stop!

What are you doing here?
Where are you going?

Disperse your men.
Get to the city as best you can! Go on!

There, another one.
After him!

Remember...
You must speak with Antony...

You know how important it is. Go.

- What is going on?
- Antony is arriving.

- Where?
- In Via Canopus. Let me go!

Antony!

Antony!

Hey, you!
Did you know you have a nice face?

- Are you from here?
- Yes, why?

How can I get
a closer look at Antony?

Go figure! It is easier to destroy
the walls of Alexandria,

Than it is getting close to Antony!
Not to mention Cleopatra...

We have a queen,
but we never see her face!

Only once did she appear
at the window.

"Look at her, there!",
everyone shouted.

She was so far away, it might
as well have been my grandma!

But who are you,
asking all these questions?

- Who am I? I'm a Greek.
- You could've stayed home!

These are not the times
to wander around in Egypt.

Listen, where can I find an inn?

There are as many as you'd want!
Rich, poor, expensive, cheap...

But looking at your attire and
your physique, I think Hiras' tavern...

...Will be just great for you.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Interesting people,
these foreigners!

- Get a hold of him!
- He's gone crazy!

Take that!

Fly away!

- What is going on?
- I don't know.

Take this!

That makes two!

Hey, wait a minute.
Three at a time!

- Here I come!
- Don't let him go!

Enough! Enough!

Stop it! I said enough!

Damn you! Get out! Out!

Hey, buddy,
that's my fiancée!

Leave.

- I'm sorry, they provoked me. Tell her!
- Get out.

Fine... I'll go.

- Thank you, my friend.
- Goodbye.

Tidy everything up, you pigs!

- You treat all men in Egypt like that?
- When they deserve it.

But it varies from one to another.

Even we know how to appreciate
a pretty face, a pretty boy.

I hope so.
I'm jobless and penniless.

In Alexandria, there is still credit.

- Even at your establishment?
- Of course!

Bring some wine!

Rather here than elsewhere;
because here I'm the boss.

The first pennies
I earn will be yours.

- I'll look for work right now.
- Wait until tomorrow.

There is no rush.

You should be a ballerina,
not a gladiator.

It was you who missed the blow, and
my five talents disappeared like smoke!

Stop it!

Pay your debts instead!

It's his fault, he should've paid
the debt with Antony's five talents.

Antonio gives away talents?

Let's take seat.

Stop!

Give me that.

A trident's a weapon from top to bottom,
and you must know how to use it!

Like that.

- Is this the Greek?
- It's me. My name is Curridius.

I'm not talking to you!
Answer only when spoken to directly.

- What can you do?
- Can I answer?

Yes, I'm talking to you!
What can you do?

What can I do? Hmm!

Oh, there!

- That's one of the things I can do.
- Now I'll teach you something new.

Give me the trident.

Oh, sorry, sorry,
I didn't mean to...

- May I speak, master?
- As a gladiator, you're no good to me.

You talk too much,
and laugh too much!

Wait, Imotium!
I can do other things.

Only one...
Leave!

Back to work!

Move! Move!

What do you want?
Speak, what's up with you?

Oh, I didn't realize, sorry.

We're alike, my friend.
If I don't work, I don't eat.

No, thank you.
It wouldn't solve anything.

Instead... Why don't you
take me to Antony?

You don't have to carry me
on your back! I just need help.

Yes, yours.
Two pennies of help. Listen.

Are you afraid of the night?
Excellent.

So, wanna know what we'll do?
Tonight, while everyone sleeps...

What are you doing?

If I catch you...
I'll teach you something!

Stay still. Don't run away!

Oh, let him go!

Halt!

Where are you going?
Who do you seek?

Lower your weapons!

I am your prisoner.

Arrest him!

Do you know what the punishment is
for breaking into the palace?

Wait!

I will judge him.

Divine...

Daughter of Amon-Ra.

Come closer, foreigner.

- What is your name?
- Curridius.

I was born in Greece and didn't intend
to die in your palace.

Why did you enter this holy place?
It is forbidden.

For you... To see you.

In Greece, Rome, all over the world
people talk about your beauty.

Some... say it's worth a man's life,
some say it gives life.

Now, it's up to you to decide...
who's right.

You are audacious.

But who risks so much
out of a strange curiosity...

deserves to go on living.

Let him free!

If you are as beautiful
as you are merciful,

I'm glad for having taken the risk.

Thank you, Divine.

A singing woman, dancer,
great for cooking and housekeeping.

First-grade merchandise!

One talent? No...

For one talent,
I can give you him, look...

He's a strong, docile boy...
For you, it'll do!

But for this one...

I want 15, and that's cheap!

And if you don't have the money,
stop bothering me!

I said no! 15 talents!

I think it's better to wait
for Imotium to calm down.

He needs gladiators.

In the last combat he lost six.
It's better to wait.

Here, give us some advice.

Imotium wants a slave.
What do you think of this one?

Before the war
it was something else, see.

Nowadays, even slaves fast,
and they become as fragile as glass.

And he has made his mind
on buying a slave for three talents.

The last one we brought him
was acceptable, wasn't he?

And he died in five days!

You, get down here.

- How much for him?
- Six talents.

Are you crazy? He limps!

That's nothing! Tomorrow he'll wake up
better than you and me.

These are common,
momentary wounds of slaves.

But look at that set of teeth!

One is missing!

Not even for free!

Nosy bastard!

- Set me free!
- Run, run!

Thief! The boy's been stolen! Thief!

Let me go!

- Shameless woman!
- You old man!

No, no, no... Hey!

- What's the boy worth?
- One talent...

- How much?
- Two talents!

- Forget about it...
- No, I'll pay.

- Thank you, sir, thank you.
- Here. It's yours.

- Marianne! My sister!
- Let's go.

- I'm so glad to see you!
- Finally!

Away! Get going!

There's nothing to see here. Move!

The old man was drunk,
imagine the wife!

What more do you want from me?
I have no more money.

And who wants money?
You bought Rays, you must maintain him.

I gave him to you, didn't I?

- And you think you'll get away with it?
- Get going, girl.

What a great, great hero!

Now that your show's over,
you leave us to rot!

And where are we going to eat?
Where are we going to sleep?

Fine. I'll sell my brother for a talent,
and I'll sell myself too!

Fine, come with me.
Look what had to happen to me!

Because of this brat!

Watch your mouth!
Who do you think you are?

Rays can't sleep.

And you tell me? Rays who?
What do I care about your brother?

You answer me like this?
So, it's really not your business?

- You saved him.
- And what a deal!

You were a soldier, right?
You must have war stories.

So, tell him one!
Our father always did that.

Didn't do it well. Where is he?

Come on!

Hiras! Where are you,
sweet dove?

Hiras! Here's the man of your dreams,
the light of your eyes!

- I'm here.
- The love of your life is so hungry!

Are you drunk?

If I dreamed of you,
I'd wake up with nightmares.

Still, you are the best of the worst.
At least that's something!

How much wit!
What a joyful company!

And this is Alexandria's nightlife,
according to you.

Now I understand
why we lost the wars.

Who lost the wars? Who lost them?

You and your sissy parents?

We're discussing other things,
far beyond my parents.

Oh, you'll see, you dirty--!

Oh, am I scared!
I'll break you in two!

- Sit down, come on.
- Eat quietly, calm down.

Berenice!

Berenice is back!

It was time for you to return!

Holy Amon, may a wretched mortal
claim to be your slave?

- Berenice!
- Dance, Berenice!

Dance! Music!

First, I want to hear
my favorite song.

This is the song you like, isn't it?

- And then?
- And then, Caesar gets out of his tent.

The sun shines
on the metal of his armor.

As he appears, a welcoming shout
roars throughout the Roman camp.

Caesar draws his sword.

In an instant,
the legion starts the attack.

- The enemy was over there...
- And you were there too?

Yes, of course!

Let's bring the table.

Berenice, here! On the table!

The cavalry crossed the pit, and then...

You'll hear the rest tomorrow.

- But I'm still awake.
- Precisely!

See? It's not easy to get him to sleep.

I can't do better!

Try it with his daddy.

- What a woman!
- Gorgeous!

Wonderful...
Stupendous creature...

- Magnificent, fantastic...
- No one touches Berenice!

- You pig!
- Let me go!

- I knew you would come.
- Yes. I wanted to see you alone.

The eyes of others
prevented me from seeing you properly.

- What is it?
- Fear...

Of what?

It all happened... So fast.

The life of a gladiator is very short.
Every day could be the last.

So, time is precious.

You sound like a rhetoric student!

- Will you fight here in Alexandria?
- I hope so.

- What a pity.
- Why?

Seeing a young man like you die
is a shame.

- But not all of them die...
- No.

Some are left crippled,
mutilated, deformed...

And what would you like
a man to do?

There are so many
other ways to achieve victory...

I'll try.

You've met me too late.

Why? It's fine with me.

Today we met...

And if we see each other again,
it won't have been too late.

Tomorrow?

Maybe. I haven't decided yet.

And now?

No.

Ouch! It hurts!

- Wine!
- Finally!

Wine here, quick!

Let me go!

Let me go!

No... Let go of me!

Help!

Stand still!

Let me go! Let me go!

Let go of my sister!

Calm down, it's me!

You Egyptian pig!

Get down here!
I'll punch you in the snout!

- Damn you!
- Hey, listen...

Nice blow!
Run in here, there are seven more!

Don't touch them!
They are useful to me.

- Bring me the helmet.
- Alright!

She said she was a widow,
to my benefit!

- Cheers!
- Here's wine for you, Romans!

Of wine there's plenty!

Give me some more.

The helmet has arrived, centurion!

You, dressed as a Roman!

Roman soldiers!
What is going on?

Quick, to the horses. Follow me.

Is he crazy? They haven't paid yet!

Don't worry, calm down. Go, go.

Quick, to the palace!

Come forward.

- Is Antony here?
- Yes, but who are you?

What do you want at this hour
of Mark Antony?

- Let me through, it's an order!
- You cannot! Come back!

What's this? Who is it?

This centurion
wanted to force his way in.

Let him go. Get out.

Curridius. You here?

Forgive my presentation.

Caesar Augustus sent me
because he knows I'm your friend.

These were the temptations of Caesar:

This silence, this air of happiness
and indifference of all things.

Divine Augustus, I was born in the East.

I know how many traps, corruption
and death this mysterious peace hides.

It's better that way.

A land of intrigue will serve
Antony's temptations.

But do you really want peace?
Glory is far away from peace.

You are cunning.
Aren't you afraid to annoy me?

The truth doesn't burn you.
You are way above the truth, Augustus.

In that case, let's say
I seek the world.

I want the world.

And also a bard,
to celebrate my victories.

The collapse of Egypt
is a matter of days.

You think so?

Augustus' legions
already march towards Alexandria.

If you make a deal with him,
you'll save the lives of many Romans.

The life of many Romans...

The lives of the others don't count?

His, for example.

Look at him.
He rebels at the very idea of dying!

And was it necessary to risk yours
to tell me that?

There was no other way.

They keep you prisoner in this palace.

You laugh, but you live in fear.

I don't like the East, Antony.

Even if Rome is grayer,
sadder, without fantasy.

And in Rome is your wife.

Her love for you, always alive.

If you'd return, she'd protect you,
and some of the people are on your side.

I understand.

A trap to kill me without risk.

Augustus still fears me.

How naive you are, Curridius.

As is everyone in Rome!

This is just the appearance of things.

It's the cloud behind which the
fiery Sun hides, Augustus' hatred.

And I should trust it?

Yes, because Augustus
is an honest man.

A man's honesty
is worth a fistful of sand.

It slips through your fingers
as you try to obtain it.

But, there's your son...

What?

He's almost my height.
Already shoots with my bow.

With your bow...

So he is strong.

And does he resemble me?

Has your very eyes.

And he's just like you
when told to obey.

Your same stubborn face.

If I returned to Rome now...

It would be everyone's misfortune.

Returning after victory, however...

Victory?

Is your love for Cleopatra
really that strong?

What do you know about it?

You are young, Curridius, and for you
what isn't black is white, it's simple.

Too simple.

But things are not like that!

My heart is split in two.

There isn't just one side. Do you know
what's not to have a moment of joy?

Because memories of your distant home
torments you...

Of your children...

People look at you and think:

"He forgot."

But what do people know?

Who knows how much I love
everything I left behind?

Are you sure no one's listening to you?

You're clearly from Rome!

Yes, surely they spy on me! So what?

Why should I care?
And why should I return to Rome?

To find the pettiness,
the anguish of life?

Which renders you weak, miserable
in front of your own existence?

No.

I will never return to Rome.

My life is here.

Goodbye, Curridius.
Come back, we'll talk again.

The legions are ready, Cleopatra.

And not just ours,
but those of our allies as well.

All that's left
is to outline a war plan.

Will your plan be enough
to win the war?

Why?

Egypt still trusts us.
And I trust you.

What's important
is that we stay together.

Today the sun is high, and
the air is warm.

Would you like to go to the Nile?

- A year ago, remember?
- A year ago it was different.

Today, a man marches over Alexandria...

The man of icy eyes, Augustus.

And I shall blind them, Cleopatra,
with the sand of the Nile.

Our alliance, in this decisive moment

Represents the guarantee of success
against Augustus' forces.

His victory would be the end
of everything, particularly of you.

Your end, Archedemus of Cilicia,
and yours, Herod of Judea,

And yours, Philadelphus of Patagonia,

and above all yours,
Archelaus of Cappadocia.

The kingdom of each of you would become
a Roman province ruled by Augustus.

Mark Antony,
we've come here as faithful allies,

Ready for anything, at your command.

I see you understand.

Defeat would tear us apart like death.

But we will not be defeated.

Our legions, united,
will await Augustus' forces in Badir.

And from Badir...

Only the winners will return.

Since I got your message,
I've been counting the hours.

Night was always far away.

We must say goodbye, Roman.

- How do you know I'm Roman?
- Just as I know you're not a gladiator.

And now, how can I say goodbye
to a woman who knows me so well?

And yet, we must.

There's nothing sincere in me,
nor in you.

You're such a mysterious man.

What does it matter who I am,
if I love you?

Maybe you're right.

There's a time in life
when anything is possible.

Even loving those we don't know.

As a child,
I counted the stars,

And wished to know why they lit up
and shone so brightly at night.

I couldn't sleep.

I wanted to know, and I couldn't.

It's much later that
one learns not to think,

To be satisfied,

To not always wish for the truth.

If you wish, there will be
no more mysteries between us.

It's the first time
I love a woman like this,

And with that, I abandon
the joy of existence.

Is it me you want...
more than anything else?

Kiss me, my love.

- Curridius!
- Vetius!

You in Alexandria!
It's a pleasure seeing you again.

I say the same!
Rome greets and awaits you.

Yes, but with their weapons ready.
I hope you're on our side.

That man must die,
Divine Cleopatra.

His words, his memories
are dangerous for Antony.

- I don't want him to die.
- You are a Goddess, Cleopatra...

And to a Goddess
everything is allowed...

To be loved by one man or by a thousand.

But don't let that interfere
with your work. It is your destiny.

Whoever weakens
the divine force must die.

Remember the ancient papyrus of Ra?

The day you become
an ordinary woman, your body will burn.

There is no escape,
like for Cheops, and for Sahure,

dust of dust.

You must defend the ancient Gods
against the Roman idols,

Their eternal life against
the conquerors' sacrilegious images.

You'll disappear if you don't find
the strength to resist.

That Roman must die...

This very night.

There's still time to
avoid a pointless massacre.

Ask Augustus to solve this problem.

Do you understand
how dangerous that man is?

Do you understand
what his traitorous voice says,

while Augustus marches
towards Alexandria?

Nobody will be hurt.
Run away from this land.

Run away from that woman who burns
your desire. It'll be your downfall!

If it was someone else
talking to me like that...

My reaction,
my wrath would be tremendous!

No, Curridius.

Neither Cleopatra...

Nor this land will be my downfall,

And I will prevail
over all things and all men.

Adacius had twice as many ships
as Augustus and was defeated.

And you think you will defeat
his legions with these men?

Yes, these very men.

You don't know
Egyptian ingenuity.

And tell me, Curridius,
have you forgotten your past victories?

Thousands of men
in Caesar's legions,

But how many of them were real soldiers?
Three or four hundred.

But Caesar, Pompey, Crassus and I
knew how to lead them, and we won.

It's not that time anymore.

Each of Augustus' warriors
is a disciplined, trained soldier.

That is the strength of his legions!

You underestimate the strength
and loyalty of my allies.

Your allies! Until when?

They'll join the strongest right away,
to save their skins and kingdoms.

No, Marc Antony. You'll need much more
to beat Augustus' soldiers.

You ignore my
legions stationed in Badir.

Did you know they are commanded
by a real soldier?

Vetius, a Roman like you and me.

It could be Jupiter commanding them,
and that still wouldn't be enough.

If you still had courage,
you could command them.

No...

Sorry, Antony,
but I can't follow you on your madness.

Sure, let him go back to Augustus.

Curridius thinks
fighting with us is riskier.

Are you saying I'm a coward?

He just said you won't fight us.
Do you believe Rome is with Augustus'?

I don't believe anything,
I just know I'm Roman!

Whereas here,
Antony is a foreigner.

A foreigner who never forgot
his duty towards a republican Rome.

The Rome of Mario, of Caesar.

His homeland is on the other side
of the Mediterranean.

So it is! A homeland
without ideas, without freedom,

Bent to the rule of one man...

...to his instinct.
That's what Vetius meant!

And that is why he generously fights.

Perhaps here I'm a foreigner,
you're right.

But remember that if Augustus wins,
he'll build himself a throne.

He'll make himself
worshipped as a God,

And will order frankincense
to be put at his feet.

Only you can stop him, but not
by fighting him in Egypt, but in Rome!

Rome is a land
to be conquered, Curridius.

But now it's too late,
war is coming.

Wars are made of soldiers,
but they are won by ideas.

And when historians write about them,

They're often mistaken about the
friendships and grudges that cause them.

You've already made your choice,
haven't you?

Yes, and I think it's the right one.

But you, Mark Antony,
have you chosen?

Are you sure it's your mind who chose,
not your self-love and your passion?

Wait for my return.
I'll organize our defense at Badir.

We still have a lot to talk about,
you and I.

They are coming!

How many women
do you have in Rome, Curridius?

Me? None!

Well then, either marry Marianne
or take her as a slave.

What are you talking about?

What is it?

What is it?

- Hide and don't move.
- What's happening?

Shut up!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Here I come!

Thanks. Without you,
it would've ended badly.

You're welcome,
Gotarzo is a friend!

And me? Nobody thanks me?

Thank you, Rays.

- Don't take advantage of my weakness!
- My Sun and my Moon,

I'm so in love with you
that I thank the Gods I'm hurt.

I preferred you healthy, my bison!
Stop that!

It must've been a trap
from that damned woman.

You can't accuse Hiras
of beating me up out of jealousy!

Stop it, presumptuous!
He's talking about Cleopatra.

I must warn Antony.

This way, he'll understand
that he's being deceived.

They attacked me for fear
that I would convince him.

Enough, that's fine.

I want to open his eyes,
if it's not too late.

He is camped in Badir.
I must leave now.

Without an escort or guide you'll never
make it there, it's in the desert.

- Think of something, there's no time.
- Alright.

- I'll get myself ready!
- Rays!

Rays, this is a dangerous trip.

I'll tell you about it later,
if you behave.

Go to bed and stay there!

- When will you come back?
- Only the Gods know.

- How will I live without you?
- Tell Rays Caesar's story.

Curridius, you pretend
not to understand,

But I'll tell you at once,
so there are no more excuses.

- I love--
- No, no...

I don't want to hear your words.

I am grown up, and you are young,
like a flower in spring.

Keep quiet, it's best for both of us.

What are you doing?

Why are you crying?

I can't hold back the tears.
I don't want to cry, I'm trying...

But I cry anyway.

I don't want you to suffer,
I don't want that because of me...

No, Marianne...

- Curridius, we're ready, quick.
- I'll be right there.

Listen. Remember what I told you.

You must not suffer.
It would be cruel and useless.

Come on, don't cry.

There. Good.
Goodbye, Marianne.

We'll camp at the cave.

What are you doing here?

Hurry, take cover!

- Curridius, they're attacking us!
- This way!

Surround the cave!

In there, quick!

- What do you want? Out!
- Quiet! Don't move if you wanna live!

Remember... I want them alive.

The fire, quick!
So we can see them without being seen.

Let's go back to cover.
They won't run away.

Come on, move!

I think that for tonight
they'll leave us alone.

Do we have enough firewood?

Yes, but in the morning,
how will we get out?

I don't know. I've been scared
many times, but never like this.

- Why not make a hole in the ceiling?
- You can start digging!

Go to sleep and stop thinking.
Hang on...

Let's settle some business.

Divine Cleopatra!
I fear so, so much for you!

It's alright. It's so beautiful to feel
like an ordinary woman for once.

Attached to the words
of an ordinary man,

With the jealousy, the fear,
the anxiety of a girl in love,

With the same hopes,
the same illusions,

Without the intrigues, complications,
the obligations of Cleopatra.

It's like when you stare
at a mountain and, in the distance...

There's the sea...

Life is immense, and it is
fascinating to believe in life,

For someone who, like me,
always ruled it without living it.

Goodbye, Teyré.
Wait for me here, in an hour.

I know who you're looking for.

Come.

- He's not here. He left.
- He didn't tell me.

It was very sudden. After Cleopatra's
guards almost killed him.

If he'd died, would you've suffered?

Yes. A lot.

- You love him, don't you?
- It's useless.

He prefers you.

But I fear your smiles, your eyes.

Men have ears to purity,
naivety, tenderness.

Firstly, I'm not naive.

Do you know where he went?

- After Antony.
- At Badir?

Yes. He believes
Antony is in danger.

- He went alone?
- No. With Gotarzo and gladiators.

May the Gods protect him.

Out, out, quick!

Over there, go!

You'll pay for this.

Now you'll see.

Do not fear.
They have orders not to attack you.

Because I myself
want to gouge out your eyes.

Champion of the bow,
infallible archer! Now...

I'll teach you how to hit
the target, as if you'd kill a dog...

Give me the bow!

Now the game starts.

Curridius! Rays! Rays!

Thank you, Vetius. But couldn't
you've come a little earlier?

I wish to know what you're up to,
getting into trouble.

Mark Antony.
He's the one I want to save.

You'll never be able
to change Antony's destiny.

He has too strong a connection
to this land.

He was dear to the Gods,
so they desired his youth.

You mustn't cry, Marianne.

I had nothing but him...

You have your life to live.

Life is not made from one day,
it's not just today.

Don't. Leave her alone.

What do you want? There's no music.
There's no one. Can't you see?

- Why does she hate me?
- Nobody hates you.

The boy's death has changed us.

We all feel somewhat guilty.

- Maybe the biggest culprit is me.
- How? You didn't even know him.

I don't like this land, Berenice.
It seems to overwhelm us all.

It stinks of oldness.

Elusive eyes,
incomprehensible gazes,

As if no one here was himself,
but carried another life within.

I spoke to Antony, and my words
seemed to reach him from far away,

And even Marianne looks at me
as if I were a thing and not a person.

Marianne... Loves you.

Her love is like the shadow of a branch.
The wind moves it whenever it wants.

I love you, that's why I want
to leave soon, with you.

And do you think it's right?
Are you sure you won't regret it?

Here I can disappear whenever I want.

In your land I'll be linked to you
as day is to night. Won't you hate me?

In these few days,
when death was close to me--

Yes, I know.

We can leave tomorrow, if you want.
Gotarzo has already arranged the boat.

- But we have to be quick!
- No, you go.

I can't follow you,
I can't go with you.

- But why? Why?
- Tomorrow.

At the Macedonian bay.

May the Gods help you, Cleopatra.
Come, the way is clear.

Cleopatra!

You tricked me.

Why did you play this game with me?

Why did you follow me?
Foolish, stupid Roman!

Your pride has ruined everything.
Yes! I had fun with you.

- And now I'm tired of you!
- I despise you!

How could I believe you?

You could never love Cleopatra.

Even a tavern dancer
is too much for you.

They are right,
those who call you a snake.

There is no love in your soul.
I would--!

You can't fall in love
with the dirt beneath your feet.

No, it cannot be.

- You're lying to me!
- Cleopatra is above all.

Berenice may have lied,
but now I'm honest.

Quick!

You've won, Amon-Ra.

Not even sentiment was able
to bend your cruelty.

You passed over me
like the wind sweeps the sand.

You wished for me to remain yours.

And only yours.

But your love is hatred,
your smile, despair.

Yes, you've won.

But I didn't want your victory.

You were about to lose me, Antony.

But everything went back
to what it was before.

You have your destiny, Cleopatra.

Yes...

- To the death.
- Or to triumph.

By my side...

Or someone else's, it doesn't matter.

But at least, besides...

Someone worthy of you.

Which one is Marianne?

What do you want from Marianne?

- Please, quick, call her.
- Stay quiet!

- It's urgent!
- Marianne! Someone's looking for you.

- Who are you?
- It doesn't matter.

Come outside, I must speak to you.
Curridius is in danger.

Gotarzo. Gotarzo!

Go after them. Keep an eye.

- What is he saying?
- Shut up!

Well, now what?

He said Curridius will be thrown
to the sea with a stone around his neck.

- When?
- When?

- Now! They'll be here soon.
- Let's go.

They decided to throw him overboard
to disappear with the body.

We still have time. Move!

Over there,
quick, arrest them! There!

No! Help!

Let go of me! No!

Get out of there.

No!

No!

Speak, if you don't want to die.
Where is he?

- I know nothing, I swear!
- Nothing, huh? Lower it!

She fainted.

Enough.

What a pity.

We could've spared
many men and a lot of time.

- Take back command of your legion.
- You don't want to know anything else?

About what, Cleopatra? No.

About Mark Antony's allies?

- History is not written by them.
- Is their cavalry big?

You worry about the battle
as if you had a hand in the outcome.

I don't speak for myself, but for you.

I am the will of an epoch.

When my epoch is over,
I too will come to an end.

Don't worry. You'll already be in
the pantheon of the masters of history!

Certainly not thanks to your songs!

So then, you don't need me anymore?

How is Cleopatra?
Is she really that beautiful?

- Even more.
- Her eyes burn, Cleopatra's.

But whoever allows himself to get burnt
has already given up as a man.

Nostalgia is dangerous.
Go, Curridius. Your men await you.

- He should at least thank you!
- Why?

For all you risked going to Alexandria.
You almost died twenty times.

That's one too many!

Tomorrow, thousands will die.

Do we have to wear this?

I'll put mine on later,
but a much prettier one!

Curridius, I didn't know
you were so important!

It is not the importance
of the commander,

But the actions of each man that count.

You look beautiful!

Vetius! Reinforce the hill
with Alexea's legion.

Behind, Herod and Philadelphus' troops.
The Egyptian troops in the center. Go.

- Prepare the attack!
- Follow me!

Augustus, all legions are advancing.

First and fourth legions, attack!

Archelaus, our allies
are attacking. We are ready.

Let's wait.

It is wise to consider
each decision carefully.

Archelaus, the Egyptians
are almost defeated.

- We've made a deal, and it's time!
- No.

This is the time to get to know
Augustus more closely,

If we wish to hold on to our power.

Augustus! The right wing
of the Egyptian army is destroyed.

We can attack it
with the second and fifth legions.

No, it is no longer necessary.

- Why?
- Because they've already lost.

Caesar Augustus,
I am Archelaus of Cappadocia.

Me and my friends
put our armies at your disposal.

You always put yourself at the
disposal of the strongest, don't you?

Archelaus and the others
have lined along Augustus' flanks.

Traitors! Back to Alexandria.
We can still resist.

Arrange the withdrawal.

Roman soldiers!
Antony's legionaries!

Today the Roman Republic dies with us!
Forward, legionaries!

It's truly madness.

Augustus, spare Vetius.
He is valiant.

Curridius, your soul is too tender.

History will never care about you.
Massacre those fools!

It's an order!

Open formation!

No one shall surrender!

Fight and kill me, Curridius.

No, Vetius.
Rome does not kill its heroes.

- Do you want the usual hairstyle?
- No.

Nothing should be as usual today.

Not even those who know me
should recognize me.

Why did you dress up so beautifully?

For Rome...

That wants to kill us.

Then, this is goodbye.

- You've chosen the winners.
- No...

No.

You know it very well.
I chose the defeated.

It's easy to believe you even now...

But everything is already decided,
I can't do anything for us.

Your lie is noble.

- You think I'm lying?
- It doesn't matter.

I don't think it's necessary
to be honest.

Once, a legionary
sentenced to death...

Was asked if he would rather die
a hero or as a coward...

He replied, "I'd rather not die."

When you die, it's all over.
I only realize it now.

Forgive me, I talk too much.
I've got the Orientals' bad manners.

Goodbye.

May the Gods protect you.

How hard it is to smile.

Look...
The face is marked by wrinkles...

And the eyes do not shine with joy.

When...

When will it end,
this tiredness of living?

Domitian...

- You must kill me.
- I will never!

Cleopatra is gone.

What is Egypt without Cleopatra?
Not even a name.

Because she was life...

- You must stop her getting to Augustus.
- No, Domitian.

Cleopatra has the right to live.

She's like an idea
that escapes a city on fire.

She'll never erase herself in the defeat
of a man, she's greater than that.

- That's why I think it's fair.
- Let's escape by sea.

What's it worth, running away?

Cling desperately to this fragile branch
that is life, if she...

By leaving me...

Has taken away everything,
everything from me.

Thoughts, joy of living...

Memories.

I know that you'll never kill me,
and that my death...

I shall look for it elsewhere,
like a mouse in water.

Antony!

I will never abandon you.

Thank you, Domitian.

Maybe that's why...

- I must leave, on my tiptoes.
- Antony...

In silence, like she did...

With a smile.

Let me go.

Think only that the day you'll have to
mourn my death is still far away.

Stop!

Who are you?

Cleopatra, Queen of Egypt.
Take me to Caesar Augustus.

To the camp!

"Thus wins Divine Augustus!
With his white horse and his spear."

Stupid adulation!
This glory is useless.

The words of the poets are
more hypocritical than those of women.

Listen, I change the name,
the poem is the same.

"Thus wins Divine Antony!
With his white horse and his spear"

But he doesn't sound like a bad poet
when you listen to him.

Cleopatra, Queen of Egypt.

I was waiting for you.
I was sure you'd come.

Just like I was sure you would say that.

I haven't seen you
since I was in Rome with Caesar,

And it's been a few years.

But you've lost nothing,
neither your character nor your beauty.

- You, on the contrary, are kinder.
- I hope you are, too.

When I touched you,
it was as if I were a snake.

Maybe I hadn't realized
who the winner was. I was silly, then.

You almost frighten me.
It's unbelievable.

It seems that in your heart
there never was a true feeling.

This is not what
we should be talking about.

Well. You've come
to offer yourself to the victor.

You hope this will save your life?

Yes.

I came to offer myself to you...

But not to save my life...

To save Antony's.

Be careful, Augustus.
Every word from this woman is a lie.

Oh, you're here.

I knew it.

I'm not surprised to see you.

What do you say?

Did you hear the proposal, Curridius?
You should answer.

She's a viper with a treacherous soul.

The Gods made her white skin
and her sweet eyes...

To hide the heart of a vulture.

Did you hear what he thinks of you?

And I think he knows you
better than I do.

Men either speak out of anger
or disappointment.

If they spoke out of love,
I'd tell you to accept his words.

Don't trust her. The truer she sounds,
the more you must fear her.

There's no need to fear.

Your game is flawed,
Cleopatra, Queen of Egypt.

You roll the dice when
I've already won the game.

You offer me yourself
when I can take everything from you.

No, I do not grant you Antony's life,
for I've never granted anyone anything.

We'll talk later, Cleopatra.

In Alexandria we'll continue
the conversation we interrupted in Rome,

Under the eyes of Julius Caesar.

Now, go. Go!

Augustus marches towards our city.
He shall find a deserted city.

No Roman or friend
of the Romans must survive.

Kill them all here, in the temple.

A sea of blood
will welcome the great Augustus.

A sea of blood that shall drown him
with the vengeful hand of Amon-Ra.

You, Imotium,
shall be the executioner of the God.

I want you to bring
all the prisoners here.

Romans, and friends of the Romans!

Did you hear? Move!

Forward!

Antony...

The Gods are unfair...

Making us understand in an instant
what we truly love...

What is truly beautiful...
What is truly worthy...

When it's already too late...

I fooled myself thinking
he still had the strength to live.

Leave us alone.

Hey, Curridius!

Run! The high priest
is massacring all prisoners...

And all friends of the Romans.

Augustus!

They're being massacred in Alexandria.
You must run and save them!

Let the Egyptians kill each other.

It's a way of justifying our dead.

Fifty casualties more or less
do not change the judgment of History.

No, I don't agree with your History.

And those innocents
don't serve to your glory.

I will save them for you, too.

Should I stop him?

Let him go. Each one has
their own debts to their conscience.

Curridius is an everyday man...
Let him go, otherwise he wouldn't sleep.

Great Imotium, tell us the truth.
What is our destiny?

Now you'll see.

No!

Why must we die?

No!

No! Have mercy!
It's not fair!

Have mercy! No!

No! I don't wanna die!

We've met before.

We have a score to settle,
the two of us.

No! Marianne!

Only you won't die.

But you'll never see
Curridius' face again!

What a pity! I won't be there
when he finds you.

No!

Let me go!

Help!

- Gotarzo!
- Hiras!

And you too!

What a pity.

The world wasn't yet
out of reach for her hands.

And her hands were still so young.

They shall be buried as kings.

These dead are on you, Augustus.

And here we part ways. Goodbye.

You still haven't told me
where you're going.

I don't know. I want to find a country
where there's no talk of war, death...

- ...of emperors!
- And you think you'll find it?

I hope so.

- Goodbye, my friends.
- Goodbye.

- Thank you, Gotarzo. Goodbye!
- Good luck!

Subtitles by gfcarvalho
Revised by octolove