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VESPASIAN: Previously on
Those About to Die...

MAN: Not all the Judeans
are comfortable
with the idea of their queen

spreading her legs
for your brother.

LETO: I believe your
brother Domitian is responsible
for the grain delays.

And the food riots.

-TITUS: Do you have proof?
-LETO: A navigator
on one of the grain ships

is being escorted here
as we speak.

The moment is upon us.

We kill my brother.

TENAX: Who among
the Praetorians can we buy?

Ten million sesterces in gold,
two days from now,
here in this place.

ELIA: Scorpus, I will face him
on the track,

and I will defeat him.

(URGING HORSE)

(CROWD CHEERING)

TENAX: We need to speak.

Leave us.

Manilius demands
10 million sesterces.

Yes. After I'm emperor,
I can pay him that.

Or I'll kill him.

He wants it now, in advance.

It's impossible.

Without our winnings,
there is no way.

What's worse,
Leto met with Titus

and laid out,
with surprising accuracy,
what I had done.

-Titus knows?
-Yes and no.

He doesn't know
who to believe, me or Leto.

-Ten million?
-Perhaps there is a way.

A bet.

We wager everything we have
on a round bet, today.

Scorpus to take the lead
on the seventh lap.

-I'll make sure it happens.
-Let's not grasp at straws.

That's all we have.

If we win, we'll have enough
to pay Manilius

and as many of
the Praetorian Guards
as we need.

Yes, yes. Let's do it.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Brother,

you seem agitated.

No, just thoughtful.

As much as I thrill
at all of this,

in two days
we open our amphitheater,

and this place loses
something that's magic.

That's true enough.

But as you pointed out,
it also loosens the stranglehold

the Patricians have
over our city.

-Well put.
-It's your words.

I know.

Elia. Let's talk this through.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

We're making a very large
round bet.

Spread it out
to the other boards,

but keep it quiet
so we don't drop our odds.

You said "we"? Does that
mean I have a piece of it?

Make this happen,
and you get a tenth.

Scorpus will take the lead
in the seventh.

I need to go and make sure
that's what will happen,

and get the last of the jewelry
and the deeds.

Betting everything on one race
is risky.

No other choice.

Life or death.

All or nothing.

(COINS CLATTERING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

WOMAN: It is Scorpus.

I need something from you.

(SIGHS) Everyone
wants something from Scorpus.

I'm putting everything I have
on you today.

-Everything.
-Huh.

Of course, Scorpus
will win, but...

That's expected.
The odds won't be so good.

Vain fuck.

Where have you been?

The odds on you winning
aren't as good
as they used to be.

-We're on a round bet.
-A round fix?

This close to the race? No.

No, it's impossible.

It's too hard to set up.
Too many drivers to bring in
to make it look real.

I don't care!

I need you
to take the lead on the seventh.

Hold it and win.

What's my piece?

Your life.

Without this,
Domitian's dead,
and so are we.

Got it?

(OPENING THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

Go to the other betting taverns
and bet it all.

Gold, the deeds
to my properties, everything.

Where do you hide the chits?

-Are you sure?
-Get them.

In Numidia,
leopards drag their prey
up into trees.

Higher places are better
for hiding things of value.

Go.

I need help.

TENAX: Rufus, come here.

Take these, and follow me.

(SIGHS)

CALA: Higher places are better
for hiding things of value.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(SIGHS)

-Xenon died.
-Yes, such a tragedy.

So I thought,
"Why not go with Gold?"

Good decision.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Otho, over there.

Fonsoa is in the first race?

Yes, he is.

(HORSE NEIGHS)

Now do you see, little brother?
The appeal of this.

Come on.

You must feel what lured
Andria and I to this.,

PASSUS: Citizens of Rome,

I present to you
the first race of today!

(CROWD CHEERING)

(DOOR OPENS)

(MILDLY TAPPING)

(TRUMPETS BLOWING)

PASSUS: Pillions! Ready!

(CROWD CHEERING)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

-(BELL DINGS)
-(URGING HORSES)

Hiya!

(YELLING) Hiya!

-(RIDERS SCREAM)
-(CROWD GASPING)

(BELL DINGS)

Hey, Otho,
would you like some food?
Are you hungry?

(YELLS)

(BOTH URGING HORSES)

(YELLING)

(THUD)

MAN: Move it! Run!

Open up. Elia, please.
Please open up.

Move over.

(BOTH SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

-(SQUELCHING)
-(GROANS)

No! Fonsoa!

(FONSOA SCREAMING)

-Fonsoa!
-(ALL EXCLAIM)

(STRAINING)

Otho, come.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(GRUNTING)

Get the physician. Hurry.

ELIA: The legs.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

(SALENA GASPS)

(SALENA SOBBING)

Don't give up. Please.

It'll be all right.

Please stay with me, please.

(SOBBING)

FONSOA: Elia.

Do you remember
when I broke my leg?

Of course. Foolish thing.

You carried me home.

Grandfather, he was gone.

You held me
while Andria set my leg.

You held me
all night long while I cried.

It must have hurt.

Not like this.

(VOICE BREAKING) I'm sorry.

(SALENA AND ELIA CRYING)

No!

No!

No. (SOBBING)

(WATER DRIPPING)

(CLATTERING)

MAN: (IN DISTANCE)
Hey. Scorpus is dead.

(PEOPLE MOANING IN GRIEF)

WOMAN: Scorpus is dead!

(PEOPLE CRYING)

DOMITIAN: I ordered
Scorpus' internment
to be here at the spint.

I would have commissioned
a grand statue for him, but...

I'll be dead
before I can see it.

He was my friend.

I'll commission the statue.

You'll be dead, too.

We bet, and we lost.

Now, soon we die.

Perhaps not so soon.

We bet, we lost,

but I found our winnings.

And it's more than enough
to cover Manilius.

What?

How?

Does it matter?

No. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

And now we have
Scorpus' share as well.

I suppose we do.

(DOMITIAN CHUCKLES)

A much better view from here.

Who would have thought
a couple of paces
would make such a difference?

A grand view standing here
as your partner
and not just a client.

My, my.

We are ambitious, aren't we?

Yes, we are.

And you, not even a Patrician.

Don't be so sure about that.

If so, all the better
for me to have you
as my servant.

Excuse me.

I have a goodbye to attend to.

(WOMAN HUMMING)

Everybody out.

Shame you'll miss
all the fun now.

There won't be as much
of a laugh without you.

Speed across the River Styx
to the wine-soaked
pleasures of Elysium...

you wonderful, drunken bastard.
(CHUCKLES)

(INHALES DEEPLY)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

(GRUNTS, PANTING)

Were it not for my rage,
there would be no grave to dig.

Blame the Fates.

Not yourself.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Salena, I had to come.

What a terrible tragedy.

Please, allow me to make amends.

Go to sleep.

I apologize for my touch.

Will you let me begin again?

Say what you must, then leave.

Without obligation,
I ask that you meet
with my advocate.

He believes you have
a strong case to get back
your shares in the Blue Faction.

Go on.

You have had three children,
I believe.

Only Otho lives.

The other two are very young,
when they...

Then the jus trium liberorum
applies.

When a woman
has had three children,
she is free

from the guardianship
of her husband.

-Meaning?
-What is yours is yours.

Those shares were yours,
not your husband's.

He stole them from you,

and so the sale of them
to Consul Marsus was invalid.

SALENA: This can't be proven.

It is already proven.

It needs only to be
argued in court.

An expensive,
but doable process.

How soon can we meet
with your advocate?

A fool's bet, and you lost.

I lost one,

and won another.

We bury the dead
and forge ahead.

Write these for me.

Both scrolls will be the same.

Can I trust you?

Yes and no.

This has nothing to do
with your children.

Good. Now write.

-MANILIUS: Count it.
-TENAX: All sorted?

Titus will die in his sleep.

-And Porto?
-He will die shortly after.

Along with those Praetorians
loyal to him.

I have people in Ostia
monitoring the arrival
of the navigator.

Whatever you do, do it fast.

As part of the deal,

I've written out
dual confessions.

If either of us betray
the other, we both die.

And Domitian with us.

TENAX: Two simple parchments,
either one enough
to see us killed,

either one enough
to keep us alive.

Depending on who holds them.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

It's done.

And now,
for as long as you live,

you have a sword dangling
over your head.

-Like that legendary Greek.
-Damocles?

Follow me.

We all live with
a sword dangling
over our heads, Cala.

It's just that I know it.

Push here.

(MECHANISM RUMBLES)

(DOOR CREAKING)

You're mad.

You're in this, too, now.

Then we are both mad.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Please, I beg you.

I have important information
for the emperor.

He will pay you
more than you can imagine

when he hears
what I have to say.

And what precisely
do you want to tell my brother?

Please, I beg you, my love.

Then why don't you beg for me?

By all the gods,

I regret what I've done,
and I will never, ever
do it again.

I will never speak of it.

No.

You won't.

You already know too much.

I can't have you
spilling secrets to my brother.

No, please, don't. Don't!

(STRUGGLING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

(GASPING)

(GASPING)

-BERENICE: Stop.
-GUARD: Down.

It's bad news.

Domitian is buying
Praetorian Guards.

He's part owner
of the Gold Faction.

That's where he's getting
all his money.

Tell me you have proof.

-RUFUS: Only what I've heard.
-Then who would know
for certain?

RUFUS: Cala runs his books.

I believe her youngest daughter
is in the home of the
Consul Marsus as a slave.

Yeah.

(COINS JINGLE)

(TAPS)

GUARD: Up.

(BELL JINGLES)

(DOOR OPENS)

I'm here to see your mistress.

Your Highness.

We have the same enemy, Antonia.

And who might that be?

You know perfectly well
who it is.

(CROWD CLAMORING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

You are summoned
by Antonia Cornelia,
wife of the Consul Marsus.

Me?

For what?

The Lady Antonia
wishes to speak to you

about your daughter Jula,
who's a slave in her house.

Remember, not too quick.

Let the crowd wait for it
before you give it to them.

I think you may have
finally found your calling.

Blood sports, showman,

it suits you.

I spent long enough
sitting in the far seats

to know what the mob wants.

(BELL RINGS)

(DOOR OPENS)

My ladies.

You wish to speak to me
about my daughter?

Is there a chance
I might buy her freedom?

You misunderstand.

-Mother! Let go! No!
-Leave her. Leave her.

Quiet.

Your daughter has been spying
on my husband and me.

Such an offense warrants death.

And I am within my rights
and power to do it

in any manner I choose.

You work for a man, Tenax.

You reside in his home.

This man is a client
of Flavius Domitianus,

the brother of the emperor.

I presume your daughter
was reporting to him,

through you.

Domitian and Tenax
are responsible for the arrest
of my husband, Consul Marsus.

Did you know
they were planning a coup

against the Emperor Titus?

(SCOFFS)

That's what I thought.

We need proof
of their planned betrayal.

Only with that
will you save your daughter.

Her silence speaks volumes.

If there is such proof,

how do I know
you will keep your word

-and will not harm my daughter?
-(CHUCKLES)

My family has been
furnishing Rome with consuls
for over 300 years.

I am above lying.

But I understand
your lack of trust.

-(GASPS)
-No, no, no, no,
don't, don't, please.

I can get you your proof.

But don't hurt her.

It is up to you now.

You have until midday.

If not, your daughter will die.

Now, go.

(JULA CRYING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Listen,

people of the greatest city
on Earth,

let the games begin!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Brace yourself, brother.

You're about to win
the adoration of all of Rome.

(CROWD EXCLAIMS)

(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)

(GRUNTING)

(YELLS)

(MEN GRUNTING)

(MAN CHANTING IN LOCAL LANGUAGE)

(CHANTING STOPS)

(BONES CRACK)

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

(YELLS)

I always imagined it like this.

So close you can see

everything.

-Ready the birds.
-Ready the birds.

-MAN 1: Ready the birds.
-MAN 2: The birds.

(ALL CHEERING)

-Release them.
-Release them.

Release them.

(CREAKING)

(ALL EXCLAIMING IN AWE)

(BIRDS SQUAWKING)

You've outdone
yourself, brother.

This is something special.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

(MEN SHOUTING)

(TIGER GROWLS)

(ELEPHANT TRUMPETS)

(TIGER GROWLS)

Aura.

(GRUNTS)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(ALL GRUNTING AND WHOOPING)

Aura, what is this?

-How can this be?
-Please forgive me.

-Forgive you for what?
-For everything.

I am the reason
you are here in this arena,

that Jula is a slave,
that our mother is in Rome.

I am the cause of everything.

-You were protecting Jula.
-And look at where that got us.

I have sold myself to the Ludus.

Do you think your death
will make it easier for us?

Perhaps not for you,

but for me.

ATTICUS: Kwame.

-Come.
-Aura.

-ATTICUS: Close the door.
-Your sister?

-And pull.
-Pull.

MEN: Pull!

(MEN GRUNTING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Nica, my girl, listen carefully.

TENAX: Senators.

Tenax, free us.
You'll profit beyond
your dreams.

TENAX: Consul.

This is madness.
You know he'll kill you, too.

We will all die!

-Shut up!
-(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

(TRUMPETS BLOWING)

SENATOR: Tenax.

TENAX: Open the gates.

(TRUMPETS BLOWING)

MAN: You can't do this.

Please!

Tenax!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Look at those Patrician
sons of bitches.

(LAUGHTER)

A long way from
the Aventine now?

(LAUGHS)

(ALL CLAMORING)

Meet Sobek,
the Egyptian crocodile god

from the dark waters
of the Nile.

The demon of the hereafter.

(WHIMPERS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Stay here. Wait for me.

-Have you brought it?
-Get my daughter.

Hand her over to me,
then you'll get your proof.

Go get her.

-Mother.
-Quiet.

Nica.

(SIGHS IN RELIEF)

Proof.

GUARD: Up. Up.

You're free. (CHUCKLES)

Stop.

Is this Jula,
slave girl of the House
of the Consul Marsus,

sister of the gladiator Kwame?

What's this about?

-Take her. She is now
the property of Rome.
-No. No, no, stop.

Please. What is this about?
(GRUNTING)

-JULA: Mother! Mother!
-Where are you taking her?
Please!

-(LAUGHTER)
-Come on!

-Now.
-Now!

-MAN: Now!
-(GATE OPENS)

(ALL CHEERING)

PASSUS: When Seth murdered
his brother Osiris,

Isis sent out the mighty Sobek
to take vengeance on Seth.

Will Sobek show mercy
on the traitors?

Or...

-Will they take revenge?
-(CROWD CHEERING)

Are we sure about this?

After all, he is a consul,
and they are senators.

DOMITIAN: All the more reason
to reward their betrayal
publicly.

(GRUNTING)

(CROCODILE SNARLS)

I suppose you're right.

(WHIMPERING)

-(SCREAMS)
-(CHEERING)

(SCREAMING)

(CHEERING)

Tenax, one of your men
who's been watching
Ostia Harbor

tells me that fair winds
have brought a certain navigator

to Ostia earlier than expected.

He is to arrive this afternoon.

(SENATOR EXCLAIMS)

Come on!

-Look out!
-(GROWLS)

(ALL EXCLAIM)

(HERMES GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

(HEAVY BREATHING)

Wasn't that your boy?

Your taste in entertainment
never ceases to appall me,
brother.

MAN: Make way.
Make way for the Lady Antonia.

You, stop. No women allowed.

Gate 22 for the upper deck.

I'm Antonia Civilius,
the wife of the Consul Marsus.
Step aside.

-You step aside.
-Do not touch me!

Get out.

-Now.
-(GUARDS CHUCKLE)

Go on. You, too.

I am Berenice, queen
of the Judeans and consort
of the Emperor Titus.

I demand to speak to him.

What is it today?

-BERENICE: I am queen...
-There she is.

We won't get another chance
to kill this whore.

Now, don't lose her.

I have something
of the utmost importance
to give to the Emperor Titus.

I demand to speak to him!

-GUARD: Keep your voice down.
-BERENICE: Let go of me now,

or I'll report you
to the emperor.

He will hear of this.

You will be rewarded
for giving it to him
or be punished if you don't.

Don't you understand?

GUARD: Right,
just give it to me.

Give me what you have
and I'll take it to him myself.

No. From my hand to his.

It's either that, or nothing.

Well, then it's nothing.

And you will die
for your insolence.

(GUARDS CHUCKLE)

-Roman imbeciles!
-Barbarian whore!

(DOOR OPENS)

(GASPS)

-(MARSUS SCREAMS)
-(GASPS)

(MARSUS SCREAMING)

(SCREAMS)

(ALL CHEERING)

(MUFFLED SOBBING)

Where's the upper deck
for women?

(MAN GROANING)

MAN: Fetch him
something to drink.

(GUARD GASPS)

I need to speak with
His Highness Domitian,
it's urgent.

(CROCODILES GROWLING)

Get back.

-Back.
-(SNARLS)

(WHISPERS) Tenax needs
to speak to you.

A moment, brother.

Yes, very well.

We're out of time.

The navigator arrives
in Ostia this afternoon.

So, it's over.

Titus wins and we die.

No.

Not if we move
our plans forward.

Kill him here and now.

What? Are you mad?

-What choice do we have?
-You cannot kill him

in front of all of Rome.

(SIGHS)

Get Titus out of his chair
and up into the anteroom.

I'll do the rest.

What about his guards?

Once he's dead,
they will look to you.

Their new emperor.

Take charge as quickly
as you can to stop them
from killing me.

If this goes badly,
I knew nothing of it.

Of course. Go.

(CLEARS THROAT)

We need to speak.

Alone.

Very well.

PORTO: Emperor.

Porto. Me and my brother,
we were just...

It is of the utmost importance.

Very well.

One moment, brother.

The grain fleet navigator
is in Ostia.

He has a ship's log proof.

Proof that your brother
delayed the grain shipments.

Bring him to me.

I think it's safer
that we go to Ostia ourselves.

Do you not trust your men
to bring him here?

I don't trust anyone
at the moment.

TITUS: So it's come to that.
Prepare an escort.

Fresh horses
for the emperor and myself.

Full personal guard
mounted and ready.

I'm not leaving your side
until this is settled.

There's so few I can trust.

I'm grateful for you, Porto.

I shall guard you, my lord.

(SOFTLY) Go.

Go.

Brother, you were saying?

I was only worried
for your safety,

brother.

Revenge, for those aligned
with Consul Marsus.

But now your commander is here,

I'm sure you'll be safe.

Yes.

(CROWD SHOUTING)

Titus! Titus!

(CROWD CHEERING)

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIGHS SOFTLY)

(BLADES STABBING)

(SHOUTS IN OTHER LANGUAGE)

(GASPING)

(SOMBER MUSIC CONTINUES)