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I do not care
for the fucking rain.

Nor disturbance
at unreasonable hour.

I would have you quickly
removed from such concerns.

And well compensated
for allowing eyes

upon your latest offerings,

in advance of auction...

You must have pressing need,
to venture out on such a night.

I fear the rising sun would
dash hopes of it being met.

Short of time,
long of coin.

What form of slave
narrows your purpose?

I have a desire
towards fighting men.

Ah, gladiators!

I've supplied Rome with many
of it's finest champions.

Sadly with the arena
in Capua gone,

there's less interest
in base men of such talents.

Fortunate for my cause then.

Come.

Let us see how you can
further aid it...

Forgive the stench.

Savages east of the Rhine
tend to favor their own shit.

I intended to have
them scraped

and oiled before auction,

but I feared that would
do little to improve

their natural odor.

And how do you find the women?

As unpleasant as their men.

I would not recommend
lustful hand placed upon...

Your suffering comes to an end,
brother

You share our tongue

And your blood

Prepare yourself,
I would see you free

The bearded fuck knows our
tongue as well

Kill him! Kill him!

Keys, quickly.

Release them.

Your men fight well!

These are not my men

We follow Spartacus

You not from our lands.

Yet I was once bound
in chains by the Romans,

as you were.

A grievance I would
see them pay dearly for.

Spill more Roman blood?

Cock hardens at the
fucking thought!

He says they are with us.

Go brothers

Take leave of this fucking ship!

A fortunate thing.

That we liberate a ship
filled with your people.

The gods favor us.

No longer will
we have to listen

to those fucking
Gauls again.

Good Mercato
spoke highly of you.

A grave misfortune
that his tongue

has forever been silenced.

His passing cause
for my presence before you.

Passing?

Too gentle a word for how
he was ushered from this life.

Blood and brains
staining the pulvinus

as he thought
to flee Spartacus' wrath.

A thing that threatens
to consume many innocent lives.

We had thought
you were mangled corpse,

the sundered beams
of the arena your tomb.

The events of the day
caused me absent proper mind.

It has since returned.

And you to our streets.

Mercato my purpose,
as I said.

There is the matter of coin,

for services tended
upon the sands.

You were secured
to execute those shits

that follow Spartacus.

I do not recall any falling

to your sword.

It would have been happened
had Spartacus not appeared.

And coin would have
materialized the same.

Yet the past
cannot be altered.

I am without coin,
Magistrate.

I would not have
returned otherwise.

For your years of pleasing
the crowd in the arena.

Now follow once
noble monument,

and collapse from sight.

Magistrate?

Apologies, my rudis
was lost when the arena fell.

Without it --

You press beyond reason!

Ill winds has blown Capua
from once steady course.

Take further matter
to Praetor Glaber.

Perhaps you can entice
coin from him as well,

if caught upon proper mood.

...and misfortune.

We have all suffered loss
of those closest to us.

Even a senator
of our great Republic,

a man my wife called father,

has been ripped from this world

by Spartacus
and his mongrel hordes.

And now beloved Seppius

has fallen to this festering
disease of rebellion.

Murdered by his own slaves,

who even now spirited
themselves away

to join Spartacus against us.

We must be ever vigilant
in these dark times.

We must bring to light
even dimmest shadow

of betrayal if
it is revealed to us.

From this day forward,

any slave who dares to whisper
the name Spartacus

shall be put to death.

Even those owned
by a praetor of Rome.

Seize her.

Dominus!

I did nothing!

Dominus!

Do not speak against him.

Listen how she begs!

Pleading with the very tongue

that only yesterday had praise
for Spartacus upon it!

Praise for the slaves
that murdered Seppius!

Praise most fortunate to
be overheard by loyal wife.

Domina...

It is true.

I heard her speak it.

Would that she had more
than one life to take.

Let this serve
as warning to any slave

who would conspire against us.

Apologies --

None deserved.

It was a foolish attempt.

You seek to part head
from shoulders.

There are blows that
kill with less effort.

Then I shall learn them.

He is never from her side.

Spartacus wanted
him towards Neapolis,

but he would not leave her.

Though perhaps it's best
to keep him and Agron parted.

Naevia is blessed
to be loved so deeply.

As are you, by Spartacus.

Crixus!

I taught you never
to lower guard.

Now see Naevia
to same instruction.

Oenomaus.

I thought you
for the afterlife.

As I you.

Yet we did not
escaped deep wounds.

A thing to be visited upon
the Romans a thousand fold.

Now that Oenomaus stands
with us once again.

He was a fool to be gone
so long from your side.

Such things are of the past.

Let us turn thought
towards future.

And what joys it may hold.

Come! Let us embrace
and call ourselves brothers!

You've done the impossible.

Hey.

We must lift cup

We have only water

For the best

Sedullsu is a beast when sober,
and a beastly fool when
turned to drink.

Little Nemetes speaks
fucking truth

Our ranks swell.

We will need more weapons.

A concern that
must be addressed.

I sense a deeper one.

These are all fucking
Agron's people.

Our forces have doubled
in a single day.

With people who are no stranger
to battle and blood.

And who will they follow?

I detected a hint of movement
in your hips this time.

A subtle thrust as I bore down.

You begin to enjoy
my cock inside of you?

I would have answer.

Yes.

Yes...

what?

Yes, Dominus.

Has a man ever heard
so sweet a sound?

Your voice...

your touch...

the warmth of your thighs....

Is it a wonder Quintus
fell beneath your spell?

Lavishing you with
affection and gifts.

You call me dominus now,
in his place.

It is only just
that I present you

with something in return.

How did you come
by such bounty?

They were freely given.

By the dead who no longer
have need for them.

When this chest is full,

it's worth shall see Ashur
to even greater heights.

Yet for one such as you...

something purchased
with coin...

I know how fond Quintus
was of the color.

I would have you wear it.

So that I may look up
to you upon the balcony...

and know that you are mine...

Heart has been deeply wounded.

If there is anything
to offer as balm,

you need but voice it.

You take command of his men?

I do.

Would that he had
given them freely in life.

Spartacus would
be a distant memory.

And my brother
yet by my side.

If only it had been so.

My father would
yet grace this world.

And my slave would have
had no cause to be crucified.

Your brother's men arrive.

Come.

Let us review them,

and bind them to cause
with oath of loyalty.

Fall to attention!

Hold tongue...

and give attention!

Who stands forth as your voice?

Octavius Tarsus.

I stand for them.

Your benefactor has been
ripped from this world

by the villain Spartacus.

Towards his end,

I conscript you and your men

into the army
of Gaius Claudius Glaber.

Recite the Sacramentum,
and commit loyalty.

I, Octavius Tarsus,

swear by
Jupiter Optimus Maximus,

that I shall uphold
and defend the Republic.

I swear to have
her enemies as my enemies

and her friends as my friends.

You've taken to your old color.

I fear it no longer suits me.

...her honor in all my
thoughts, words, and actions.

I pledge my body and life

to the Republic and to its army

under the leadership of
Praetor Gaius Claudius Glaber.

Will they be enough?

Added to my own troops, yes.

They will be enough
to bring Spartacus to justice.

I do not seek justice.

I seek vengeance.

The man who took
the life of my brother

must die the same.

In blood and slaughter.

By Jupiter Optimus Maximus,
I so swear.

By Jupiter Optimus Maximus,
we so swear.

Set camp outside these walls.

Salvius will see you to orders.

And the death of Spartacus.

Gratitude for your kindness.

Know that I have treasured it.

Perhaps it would be best
if you made home here.

Beneath our roof.

I leave in the morning for
my uncle's villa in Pompeii.

I would not have
you upon the road

while the threat of Spartacus
still remains.

I will send word
to your uncle,

if you find solace
in the thought.

Your presence offers
great comfort.

I am blessed
to find myself among you.

Come.

Let us make arrangements.

Was it so recent
that I thought him weak?

I now gaze into
his eyes and tremble

at what lurks behind them.

Do not work yourself
into an unfortunate state.

Your child --

Is the only reason
I yet live.

Nothing I do pleases him.

He tortures me
for what I have done.

Thessala crucified.

Seppia invited into our house.

The way he looks at her...

I would see myself over cliff,

if this is all fate now holds.

My heart would follow
to the rocks below.

I cannot live like this.

Nor I.

The last of our meat.

I forgot how much
my kin devour upon a sitting.

Much seems to have
slipped mind of late.

You sent me to scout Neapolis

and report on opportunity.

Their ship provided it.

Were there any others that
may have afforded the same?

Two.

One from Damascus.

The other Gaullia.

News I would have cared to know.

Men from Damascus
are of low quality

and even lower trust.

And Gaullia?

I would not have
these ranks filled with Gauls.

Crixus --

Is an honorable man.

I will take your brothers
to hunt when day breaks,

to replenish supply.

And gauge how
we might come together.

Tell those who are able
to speak in common tongue.

So all among us
may know their thoughts.

They will prove great asset.

I give you my word.

Cunt.

Nothing's free.

I heard you were dead.

Carried to the afterlife
with all the others

that fell beneath the arena.

I yet breathe.

My purse however
has suffered fatal blow.

I have no coin
to pry open thighs.

They may yet widen,
of their own accord.

A miracle lacking profit.

For you and your master.

Do you recall what
it was like to have one?

Before you gained your freedom?

No man is ever truly free.

Except for Spartacus.

And those who follow him.

Did you see him
when he attacked the arena?

What form of man was he?

You speak of dangerous things.

I'm not the only one.

There's talk among many of us

towards joining his cause.

There is no cause,...

Only the leading of innocent
fools to their death.

You have no coin then?

A few denarii for passage
away from this fucking city.

Strike Spartacus
from your thoughts,

and come with me...

The mighty Gannicus.

It is joyous occasion,

to find you yet alive.

With ripe offering
perched upon lap.

Apologies.

It is unforgivable
to come between man and cunt,

yet I must have words
with my brother.

An enticing creature.

Of course you never
lacked the attention

of fine women.

If you seek words,
break them and be done.

The years have not
seen you to better manners.

Nor you to better company.

I would advise caution.

These men are the hand of
Praetor Gaius Claudius Glaber.

And what are you?

His cock or his ass?

I am his will.

Bound by duty
to restore order.

By nailing little girls
to the cross?

Any slaves who
whispers of Spartacus

and his rebellion...

shall find place beside her.

I have no interest in whispers.

Nor the will of your praetor.

Bold words.

From a slave.

You mistake me.

I am a free man.

Yes, I was there upon the sands

when you became a god
of the arena!

It was a sight never
to be forgotten!

Gannicus, besting
twenty gladiators

in the primus
of the opening day!

And his reward?

The rudis!

A wooden sword carved with
the legend of his victories!

Proof of freedom,
demanded by adoring crowd!

Show them.

I am sure they would be eager

to lay eyes upon
such rare marvel.

No?

You do not have it upon you?

You know I do not.

As I know the praetor
will be most pleased

with the presence
of your company...

I find it surprising that
you are still of this world.

More so that
you did not think it

wise to present yourself
at sooner convenience.

Apologies.

Gannicus has always
been a man of few words.

Yet he favor the Magistrate
with whole sentences,

I'm told.

I sought only
to conclude business.

You aim too low.

Spartacus brings
the arena down upon you,

and yet here you stand.

A phoenix risen
from its ashes.

The gods have truly blessed him.

As they now bless me,
with his presence.

I was moved by
the reaction of the crowd,

when you stepped upon the sands.

The swell of their voices,
heralding your name.

Filling the air with hope.

Even tarnished
by blood and calamity,

such a thing
yet can hold value...

Your rudis.

And its price?

A simple oath.

Pledging yourself
to my command.

Lucretia was also once
thought victim of Spartacus.

Yet now stands
a powerful symbol,

used to calm spreading concern.

I would add you as such.

A former slave
of the House of Batiatus,

now sworn to bring
errant brothers to justice.

It appears you already
have one of those.

Ashur's talents
are of the shadows.

I would present
you in glorious light

at the front of my troops.

To the roar
of the crowd once again.

And if I no longer
crave for such clamor?

You're a free man.

Your fate is your own.

I will send for you again
in a few days.

And expect reasonable
decision to accompany you.

Praetor.

Forgive me, Praetor,

but Gannicus
cannot be trusted.

The same once said of you.

Yet here you stand.

See one of your men to follow.

If Gannicus attempts
to leave Capua,

crucify him.

Is there no other way?

You were right about Gaius.

The man he was no longer
peers from behind his eyes.

He will not be swayed by words

or gentle touch.

Only blood
can set us free now.

Lucretia...

It will hurt but for a moment.

Lift your dress.

Neapolis?

A slaver ship was set upon.

It carried prisoners
captured east of the Rhine.

Warriors.

To aid Spartacus' cause.

An obvious conclusion.

Dispatch men to Neapolis.

Question anyone
who may have seen

where they were
headed after liberation.

Praetor.

Gaius...

Fetch the medicus.

Quickly!

Ilithyia!

What has happened to her?

It is a sign from the gods.

One carried by the child

yet to breathe life.

And its meaning?

Your heir will die
if it remains in a city

cursed with blood and fear.

I will have her carried
to Rome as soon as she's able.

With trusted guard to watch
over her at all times,

until my return.

I shall accompany her
and tend to her needs.

Apologies, Praetor.

Lucretia's a dear friend
to your wife,

yet offers greater
comfort to Capua.

I fear the people
will fall to despair,

absent her divine presence.

Wise counsel.

Have your presence known
tomorrow in the market.

Ease mind of our city,

and continue to assure them

the gods favor my efforts.

We have been training
those freed of bond.

Yet none among us
ever held title of Doctore.

I have no knowledge
of soldiers and war.

I know only the ways
of a gladiator.

I can think of no fiercer army,
so instructed.

Open their eyes to what
a man can do given cause.

As you have opened mine.

I hunt with Agron
and his people,

to better gauge them.

I will lend aid
when I return.

I fear you hunt alone.

Agron left with the others
before light broke.

Agron.

You hunt without me,...

when you knew my intention.

They woke before the sun,

and were eager to take
advantage of freedom.

We fill the day,
while you sleep with
your woman!

In words they understand

We hunt.

Catch meat.

And Roman drink!

I did not know these forests
were stocked with such.

Where did you come by this?

A wagon along the road --

You attacked the road
so close to our position?

Absent proper weapons?

No one see.

All dead.

Lasst uns ein Fest bereiten!

And show these sour fucks

How to pull cock from ass!

Glad I risked
my life for this lot.

They see us to proper force.

They see us to nothing
but discovery.

Let the Romans come.

I tire of hiding
like frightened rabbits.

We are not ready
for a direct assault.

Something even
a child could see.

This child helped
save you from the arena.

And fills our numbers
with warriors.

The pup has found
himself nothing

but a pack of wild dogs.

Ones that will never
follow a fucking Gaul.

Apologies for leaving
without you.

I question
that boy's sincerity.

Let us break meal
with our new brothers.

And attempt to settle this.

May the gods bless you...

May the gods bless you...

May the gods bless you...

May the gods bless you...

There's talk among
many of us

towards joining his cause.

You knew her?

A foolish girl.

Who spoke too loudly
of things she should not have.

The city is filled with ears

straining for whispers
of betrayal.

It is filled
with eyes as well...

Attempt to leave the city,

and share a cross
beside your friend.

I am not your slave.

And I will not bow
to your threats.

Nor would I see you.

The oracle of fucking riddles.

Come to plain words.

I saw something in your eyes,

when you stood before Glaber.

I something beyond a man
weighing decision.

The gods bless you with gift

to see into my thoughts now,
do they?

More like her will die.

The guilty.
The innocent.

There will stand
no difference

when caught
between Glaber's wrath

and Spartacus' vengeance.

And what would you have me do?

Take up offer

and turn on those that
I once called brother?

No.

I would have you end the life
of Gaius Claudius Glaber.

He is desperate to claim
Spartacus' life.

So consumed,

that he now stands
more a threat

than the Thracian himself.

And what difference
would it make?

Rome would only send
another to take his place.

Spartacus blames Glaber
for part in his wife's death.

Remove him from the world,

and the scales of blood
will be balanced.

Spartacus will drift from Rome.

No more lives will be lost.

On either side.

Glaber's own wife,

this very night leaves for Rome.

Taking with her half
his personal guard

to see her safely
from the city.

I could distract
any that remain posted

to the villa entry,

giving opportunity
for a single man

to take Glaber's life
while he sleeps.

And Spartacus
to receive the blame.

You have lost mind.

The whole world
has slipped from reason.

I seek only to restore it.

Rid yourself of Ashur's man.

When moon stands highest

I will see path cleared.

Choose to set upon it.

Or see legions fall
to pointless suffering.

[ yelling and cheering ]

Tear his fucking cock off!

You rival Sedullus in
coarseness, when put to drink

I rival any fucking man

in all things

Your people,
they lift spirit.

Not all are so moved.

Let us have sport brother!

Perhaps they'll
kill each other,

and give proper cause
for celebration.

You are an impossible man.

Something thing
you've always known.

And chose to ignore.

To better see the man
beneath his faults...?

Sing with me,
my dark brother!

And share my women!

I know not your words.

Lugo will teach!

They are a boisterous people.

Sometimes wine
and foolishness are needed.

To forge stronger bond.

Sing with me!

Now is not the time
for such things.

Is it ever?

No.

I will try and wrest a drink
from Lugo for us to share.

And in the act,
aid Oenomaus in escape.

I tried to convince
him to let you come.

He would not be moved.

It is a thing of no matter.

What you have done for me...

Would that we were never parted.

You shall find me again
to your arms.

Sooner than expected.

I sway Gannicus to forever
remove Gaius from concern.

When it is done
I will raise clamor,

and see Gannicus follow
to the afterlife.

Ilithyia.

It's time.

Gaius --

You shall be missed.

[ indistinct singing
and chatter ]

Water is no drink for
such a night

Wine.

We share.

Gratitude,
but Crixus awaits.

The Gaul, yes.

I see his eyes.

At me.

No love.

He needs time.

And drink.

I'll tell him.

Tell him his eyes I not like.

Your eyes better...

Let me pass.

Now I fuck the other side of
your pretty little face

Sedullus!
Stop this

Crixus.

Sedullus.

Sedullus!

Calm yourselves!

Spartacus!

Enough!

Is this what you are?

Animals,

demanding slaughter?

We give you freedom.

And you repay it
with blood and dishonor.

If you can not stand
among us as trusted brother

if you can not follow my orders

take leave now.

Or join Sedullus in death.

I follow Spartacus.

And call no man my kin
that does not stand so.

The man that kills Sedullus

is great warrior.

And Lugo follow.

Praetor, pressing concerns.

Gannicus has made his decision.

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