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[brooding music playing]

[horse whinnying]

[soldier in Latin] Ride on! Double line!

[goads horse]

[soldier] Proceed!

That way!

[horse whinnying]

Go on!

Watch out for the cave!

Hurry! There is his son!

You there, go to the left! Down to the bushes!

You, to the bushes!

- [grunts] - [blood squelching]

Damn! Run! Run!

[tense music playing]

Where is he?

Damn!

Hurry! Look for him!

He must be close by.

[soldier screams]

- [soldier grunts] - [blood squelches]

[Roman] There he is!

[soldier groans]

Saulus?

[both grunt]

[soldier screams]

[both grunting]

[soldier groans]

[breathing heavily]

[Gaius whimpering]

Show yourself, traitor!

Flavus told me that this is your son!

If you want to save his life, surrender!

Traitor, surrender!

[panting]

Go back to Tiberius.

This is our land.

If you don't understand that, a whole lot of Roman blood will flow.

[breathing heavily]

[groaning, panting]

[groans]

[in English] It's over. Everything's fine.

[grunts]

[in Latin] "Everything's fine?"

Look at you!

Roman blood all over your face.

You shame us all!

[in English] They tried to kill us.

[in Latin] Kill you!

Because you're a traitor!

[in English] I'm taking you home now.

To Rome?

Rome is not my home.

[theme music playing]

[Dido groaning]

That shouldn't have happened.

[Thusnelda] Runa!

[Dido groaning]

[Folkwin shushing]

It won't stop bleeding.

You know how to close the wound.

[Dido grunts]

Go on, do it.

- [Folkwin] Ready? - Mm-hmm.

- [skin sizzling] - [Dido screaming]

[shouts in pain]

[grunts in pain]

- Dido! - [grunts, gasps]

[groans]

[in Latin] Overpowered by Arminius and two women?

As I said,

there was another man, and who knows how many others assisting outside!

Will you confess to your part in the plot?

You blame me?

To distract from your failure?

Barbarians entered your camp...

Take him to his tent. The barbarian traitor will await his fate.

Arminius's escape benefits me in no way!

I brought him here!

No one wants my brother's head on a pike more than me!

[Flavus screaming]

Untie me. Now.

[in English] No, I won't.

[in Latin] And speak Latin. I don't understand this crude yelping.

[in English] You understand my language.

Anyway, I'm not going to risk having you run off.

[in Latin] I won't.

[Ari laughing]

[ethereal music playing]

[in English] By the way, I didn't know.

[Folkwin] Hmm?

I didn't know that Ari had a Roman child.

[Folkwin] Mm.

Maybe he has someone else, right?

A wife?

[Folkwin] Mm.

And if he had ten wives and 20 children...

why would he hide it from me?

I'm sorry I dragged you into this mayhem.

All this trouble for a liar, huh?

What else do you want me to say?

That I was right about Ari.

[indistinct chattering]

This is your village?

- We live in small villages... - It smells of shit.

[in Latin] You traded Rome for this?

To live among barbarian swine?

[in English] The barbarian swine overpowered three Roman legions

under your father's leadership.

[in Latin] Being the leader of shit still means you live in shit.

[Odvulf in English] Ari!

- [Ari] Odvulf! - [Talio] Thank the gods.

Good to see you.

- Talio. Good to see you again. - [man] Easy, easy.

Thusnelda is already at Runa's.

Odvulf, can you take care of him?

This is Gaius.

My son.

[in Latin] This barbarian stinks.

Should I translate that for him?

[in English] Send messengers to the reiks.

What about?

Tell them Marbod is no advocate of peace. He's a filthy traitor.

I knew it. So, what happened, Ari?

[Ari grunts]

He lured me into a trap so the Romans could arrest me.

And he'll betray us once more. We need to act fast.

[horse neighs]

- Marbod will pay for his treachery. - [goading horse]

You trust this Flavus?

[scoffs] Your face lit up when I said his name.

That's strange.

Flavus.

Enough.

- [Odarike] Flavus... - Enough!

A love affair?

This here, and this here

belong only to us Marcomanni,

and we will defend it with everything we have.

My lord?

We've heard that Ari, the Cheruscan, has escaped from the Roman camp.

What did you just say?

Ari has escaped.

What about his brother?

We don't know, my lord.

[Dido moans softly]

[Dido moans softly]

[sighs softly]

How is she?

Worse than you.

[Ari sighs]

We need to take her to the village. It's safer there. She'll recover faster.

We're not going anywhere with you.

[Dido moans softly]

Fine. Then don't come with me.

But if this woman means anything to you,

then at least let us bring her.

I suspect the Romans sent a whole legion after us.

- You can't hold them off here on your own. - I'll handle it.

He has a point. She has to leave.

[Dido moans softly]

Do it for her.

[crowd cheering]

[grunts]

[cheering subsides]

[in Latin] The savages in these woods...

will never approach the majesty of our empire...

because they will never know the power that comes from uniting as one.

Rome...

shall...

always...

reign.

But only if we remain strong.

- [grunts] - [crowd cheering]

We are only as strong as our weakest link!

No! Have mercy!

I have to, brother.

[crowd cheering]

And what do we do with our weakest link?

[all] Yeah!

[crowd cheering]

We remove it!

[all] Yeah!

- [Germanicus] And if there's another? - Tiberius!

Silence, barbarian!

[breathing heavily]

Marbod!

You need me.

We've been best friends since our earliest days.

If he learns you've killed me, he'll team up with Arminius.

I'm sure of it!

[whimpers]

I was right about you from the start.

Think of Rome!

A traitor by nature.

Marbod has an army of 70,000!

[breathing heavily]

[Germanicus] Our great leader Tiberius

has other plans for this traitorous barbarian.

But be assured

that his punishment will be more horrible...

[breathing heavily]

...than what my sword could ever accomplish.

[breathing heavily]

[indistinct chattering]

[Folkwin in English] Careful!

Thusnelda.

Thusnelda.

When you disappeared, I was the only one who believed you were still breathing,

who wanted to rescue you from the Romans.

I was the only one in this tribe who risked everything!

- And I'm grate... - Shut your mouth.

And what for?

To set a cowardly liar free?

My past is...

Your son is standing outside, Ari. That's not your past, all right?

My life in Rome, my son, my wife...

Your wife?

[melancholy music playing]

[Ari sighs]

Tonight, I suggest you look for somewhere else to sleep.

[breathing shakily, moaning]

[echoing] Dido!

- [moaning] - [Folkwin shushing]

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey. [shushes]

It's the monsters of the night. It's just a dream, okay?

[Folkwin shushing]

Yesterday, in the Roman camp...

[breathes shakily]

...I saw him.

The Roman who killed my father.

[shushes]

You've got a fever.

Maybe your dreams and reality are getting mixed up, you know?

[Dido] It wasn't a dream.

It was him.

[moaning in pain]

Sleep.

[Folkwin shushing]

I'm right here.

[shushing]

- [Odvulf sighs] - [pigs grunting]

And you'll sleep here.

This is your bed, and this is my bed.

Basic but comfortable.

And these are my pigs.

- [pigs grunting] - Huh?

Pigs are good.

Nice and warm.

[in Latin] It stinks.

What a filthy...

[in English] Hey.

You're sleeping here.

Hmm?

[Gaius] Oh, oh! Look out, look ou...

[grunts]

[Odvulf sighs]

[pigs grunting]

[pensive music playing]

[Dido breathing shakily]

[snoring]

Sleep.

[pensive music continues]

[music fades]

How is she?

Good.

Thanks for getting me out of there.

In spite of everything.

You risked your life for me.

I'll always be grateful for that.

Good.

We're fighting an important battle.

We're all making sacrifices and doing things...

that hurt people we love.

We must be conscious

of what we're prepared to face for our ideals.

Good.

I will always love you as my best friend.

[Ari sighs]

And you should know... that your tribe needs you.

[snaps twig]

[birds chirping]

[Odvulf sighs]

Wash.

"Lavore."

Lauàre.

[in English] Yeah.

[in Latin] Idiot.

No way. This is ice water.

Odvulf? Odvulf! Wait!

Odvulf! Odvulf! What are you doing? Odvulf!

[grunts] Wait! Wait! Odvulf!

[both grunt]

[screams]

You! Idiot!

[grunts]

"Lavore."

Lauàre.

[grunts]

[indistinct chattering]

[Tiberius chuckles]

[in Latin] Your passion for the empire appears unshaken.

- Yes, Commander. - [Tiberius] Hmm.

My only love is Rome.

Take this to Marbod.

A token of our ongoing friendship and loyalty.

I pray you succeed.

This is your last chance.

Yes, Commander.

Thank you for your confidence.

[Germanicus] Do you think someone will get killed?

Nothing is certain in life

except uncertainty.

Uncertainty and the empire.

CHERUSCI

[horse whinnying]

[Ari in English] Well? What did the other tribes say?

This is for your ears only.

I have no secrets from Folkwin.

- We spoke to four different reiks. - [Ari] And?

No one will support you.

- So, they refuse to pick sides? - No, they're on Marbod's.

They want to elect him as king at the Thing.

They see the fact that you were captured by the Romans as a sign from the gods.

That wasn't the gods. That was Marbod himself.

[in Latin] The dog!

[in English] We have to take care of him before the Romans take care of us.

What do you think?

Me?

It's none of my business who will be your king and who won't.

Not that long ago, you said you'd kill me if I ever were to become king.

What did you say?

We are Germanic.

We've never had a king, and we won't need one this time around.

But it's good

that you picked up on how it was a shitty idea.

[in Latin] You're a true barbarian, Odvulf.

Stupid, uncivilized, crude.

You live in a shithole,

heated by the farts of your pigs.

- You infer... - [shushes]

[in English] Ha! You see?

[grunts]

[grunts]

No, no.

Again. Come here.

Here.

Here. With feeling.

Sensus.

Yeah!

[both chuckle]

Again.

The duck?

Did you catch it?

Odvulf.

[in Latin] He showed me how to hunt with a sling.

Very primitive, of course.

Barbaric.

[in English] But a lot of fun, right?

Gaius.

I have...

I must apologize to you.

I've been unfair.

How come?

[Ari sighs]

[sniffs]

Because this is where I belong.

And these people have a right to a proper life.

A life of peace.

So I chose them instead of Rome and my career in the army.

I have only one thing to regret...

losing you.

[inhales deeply]

[exhales deeply]

You can go if you want.

But if you stayed, I would be happy.

[in Latin] Give me one good reason.

[in English] One day we could lead together.

[in Latin] I'm not Cherusci.

[Odvulf in English] Ari.

Are you coming?

[in Latin] What... Where are you going?

[in English] We have to go deal with a problem.

One of the other reiks.

A fight?

Can I come with you?

Why?

Barbarians, well, they just keep on killing each other.

I think that's good.

It's good for Rome.

[brooding music playing]

[breathing shakily]

[Dido moans softly]

Don't ask.

[Thusnelda sighs]

You know, it was always clear that there were no obligations.

- We didn't owe each other anything. - [Dido moans]

And you owe her something now? Is that what you're saying?

She saved me, Thusnelda.

From myself.

[clears throat] You're going against Marbod and the Marcomanni, right?

You'll get your revenge, but then his 70,000 men will come here

saying they want Ari's head.

You know that, right?

- Some fights have to be fought. - Hmm.

Still, right now, the tribes should be united.

It doesn't feel right.

I...

I'm scared.

It seems strange.

Yeah.

That's because you're a mother.

You... You have a... a child now.

As a mother,

you're always putting more than one life at risk.

- That's why you should probably... - Nonsense!

Folkwin?

You're Thumelicus's father.

Runa told me that.

I did have a feeling about it.

And does... Ari know that?

No.

Thumelicus is the son of Reik Ari.

Thumelicus will be the next reik.

But he is your child.

I know perfectly well I have no right to ask you anything...

Thusnelda, you can't just...

...because we don't owe each other anything either.

But Thumelicus owes you his life.

The gods are playing a game with us.

Folkwin,

if anything happens to me...

protect the kid.

[melancholy music playing]

[indistinct chattering]

[horse whinnying]

[man] Here, look.

[horse whinnying]

[Talio] You know the gods will punish us if we break the peace at the Thing, right?

So you think we should just let Marbod get away unpunished?

- I just meant that right now... - [Thusnelda] Are we ready?

- ...that the gods... - I guess the gods don't know Marbod, then.

[goads horse]

[melancholy music playing]

[Thumelicus babbling]

[babbling]

[horse whinnying]

No.

So, you're going to attack us?

Just like a damn dog, huh?

Because we're defenseless?

You know, I thought that you would

adhere to the commandments of the gods and keep peace at the Thing.

This is just between the two of us, Marbod.

You shouldn't have come here, Ari.

Have you forgotten?

I'm not scared anymore.

[kisses]

[both grunting]

[brooding music playing]

[grunting]

[brooding music intensifies]

[grunts, groans]

Come on!

[grunting]

- [sizzles] - [groans]

[screams]

[breathing heavily]

You know what distinguishes us from the Romans?

Barbarians, we just keep killing each other, don't we?

That's good.

Good for Rome.

You want me to kneel before you?

[Marbod laughs]

Never.

Never!

No.

I want you to stand!

[breathes deeply]

Marbod.

King of all Germanic tribes.

[melancholy music playing]

[music fades]