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PASSUS: For the first time in history,

the Gold Faction!

Hyah!

(EXCLAIMS)

CALA: Two thousand sesterces
for my daughter Aura's freedom.

CARPO: By the Gods.

VESPASIAN: An Emperor of Rome
must die standing to become divine.

- (PEOPLE CLAMORING)
- (MAN YELLS)

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING)

(GRUNTS)

TITUS: How many dead?

About 200. Fighting still
continues in the Suburra.

My father's funeral?

Safe to go ahead tomorrow.

TITUS: Senators.

I thought the intention of these games

was to calm the citizens,
not inflame them.

The problem is this new Gold Faction.

Things were stable when we
were just the four of us.

What do you expect when a new faction

is owned by a plebeian
and a damned Syrian.

It gives the lower orders ideas.

So, what do you counsel?

Simple, end the Gold Faction.

Interesting.

Let's put that aside for one moment.

I have a greater concern about
which I would welcome your input.

This is since the time of the kings

only three Romans, Julius Caesar,

Caesar Augustus and Claudius have been

deified, declared Gods.

My father, the Great Emperor
Vespasian, should, too, be deified,

and join them as a God.

- (CLEARS THROAT)
- That's a bold request.

The priests and augers tell us that
he has earned his rightful place

among the Immortals.

Just as your four
factions have earned you

the exclusive right to
run at Circus Maximus.

I bow to the priests.

And we'll move in the Senate

to deify the Emperor Vespasian.

As will I.

How does it look?

- ELIA: Gold!
- MAN: A flag!

(MEN CLAMORING)

Down with those!

By order of Emperor
Titus Caesar Vespasianus,

permission to run in Circus Maximus

is hereby withdrawn
from the Gold Faction.

Let's go.

Fonsoa, wait!

- Calm down.
- Calm down?

I quit the Blue.

I told Marsus and Antonia
to go fuck themselves.

Better they fuck themselves
than you fuck her.

No, no, don't make jokes.

I am the one being fucked by you.

Atargatis, why did I
listen to this Roman fool?

Scorpus is the best
driver in Rome, best ever,

highest paid in history.

And I threw it all away
for this "golden shitshow"?

Scorpus, settle yourself.

Your greatness goes unquestioned.

I can fix this.

LETO: I believe these are my chariots.

Gavros?

Ah, White!

Take them out immediately.

Wait. No, no!

Elia! Peace! Peace!

You're nothing more than common thieves!

- I paid for those.
- So did I.

Well, I didn't actually pay for them.

But I was thinking about it.

I'm done.

No more Gold Faction for Scorpus.

I'm out. (SPITS)

Out!

(OPENING THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(RATTLING)

By the grace and power of the Gods,

we crown Titus Flavius Vespasianus,

Leader and Emperor of Rome.

(ALL APPLAUDING)

CALA: Who are those women?

The Vestal Virgins,

guardians of Rome's eternal flame,

untouched, unmarried, loved
only by the city itself.

They have great powers.

A mere look from one of them
can save a condemned man.

A touch can set a slave free.

That one, I was her witness.

She's the daughter of
my mistress Antonia.

She was only seven

when the Vestals took her.

She cried, begging her
parents not to give her away.

How could a mother do that?

(RATTLING)

Father, I don't wish to
offend you. But are you mad?

A tax on urine?

It's not a tax on urine,

it is a tax on the sale of urine.

Urine bleaches white,

the clothes that we
wear. Do you understand?

Money, smell it.

Smell it.

Do you find that smell offensive?

- It has no smell.
- Precisely.

Money, it pays for our legions.

It helps us supply our citizens
with baths for their health,

so that they don't rise
up and slit our throats.

Money.

An emperor, even a prospective one,

knows that money does not stink.

It can build your legacy.

Brother. Brother.

Romans,

I, Titus Flavius Vespasian,

stand before you, an emperor,

general,

and a grieving son.

My father gave you the
Flavian Amphitheater

to hold the greatest games on Earth.

My legacy,

I shall reconstruct the
Aqueduct Virgo now in ruin.

(ALL APPLAUDING)

Water will flow for the
benefit of every Roman.

And once more, I will give
you the greatest public baths

ever seen by man.

(PEOPLE APPLAUDING)

(SIGHS) Move everything in.

Yes, my queen.

Yes, bring that one and this one, women.

Yes, this one first, go
on, go ahead, go ahead.

- May I have a word, my love?
- TITUS: Can it wait?

Tell me, who is going to build
these baths and remake Rome for you?

We'll talk about that later.

You promised you would free my
people after you became Emperor,

but I see now you had
no intention of doing so.

You sought such a
promise, I never gave it.

Not in so many words.

My words were precise.

I told you I would do it

if it was in the interest of Rome.

A vision has told me otherwise.

A vision?

Yes, my father spoke to
me from the Elysian Fields,

told me to build these
baths for the glory of Rome.

As such, it pleases me to
use your people to that end.

You lied to me.

As you said. Later.

The rioting has been quelled.

But there is now fear that the
granaries will be empty again,

that the grain was
delayed intentionally.

And rumors that a Flavian
was behind the food shortages.

A... A Flavian?

That's impossible that it was
Father, and certainly not me,

and that leaves...

You're holding something back.

You have two faults.

What, only two?

Two that matter.

You love your mistress
more than you should,

and you trust your brother
more than you ought.

The first fault, um...

that is my affair.

As for my brother, well, I love
him, true, but I am no fool.

You think him behind the
grain delays, behind the riots?

There are rumors.

Find out if there's substance to them.

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(LAUGHS)

We have a problem.

(CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

(SPEAKING IN OTHER LANGUAGE)

- MAN 1: (IN ENGLISH) Next, come on.
- MAN 2: Two hundred on Red.

MAN 3: We got 20 at least.

Saranta Leuko.

(SPEAKING IN OTHER LANGUAGE)

- Sorenkto!
- Saranta?

Saranta Leuko?

(IN ENGLISH) Forty on white.

(IN OTHER LANGUAGE) Move!
Shout your bets. I said move!

(IN ENGLISH) Move.

Shout out your bets!

I said move.

- (SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)
- MAN: (IN ENGLISH) Give me 50.

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

(IN ENGLISH) One hundred on blue.

(CALA SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

(IN ENGLISH) Fifty on blue.

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING)

Your Highness.

It was the other owners
that convinced my brother

to get rid of the Gold Faction.

I thought as much. Can
you get us reinstated?

Perhaps.

There is something I
need you to do first.

Your predecessor, my doer of dark deeds.

- A certain Lucius.
- I've had the misfortune of meeting him.

He was not as deep in the
shadows as we might have hoped.

I need you to obscure his tracks.

TENAX: They blame you for the
grain shortages and the food riots.

Not yet, but suspicion is
a short step from blame.

I'll take care of it.
It'll be my pleasure.

And do what you can to get our
Gold Faction reinstated again.

That sounded rather like a command.

You're my client, not my partner.

You serve my interests in the
hope I deign to serve yours.

Forgive me. I'll do what you ask.

Who was that man with Domitian?

His name is Tenax.

He's from the Suburra. And a criminal.

I need to know more about him.

- (NORO GRUNTING)
- (LUCIUS GROANING)

Come for me! Come for me!

(WOMAN MOANING)

(ALL CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

(WOMAN GROANS)

(NECK CRACKS)

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

(GROANING)

Is there anyone else, Lucius?

No. I told you everything. I swear.

(GROANS)

Come on,

isn't going to break.

Give it to him harder.

(GRUNTS)

(WHISPERS) Something
that is of great concern.

Brother, I expect you to be
busy with the Queen of Jews

this time of night.

Careful now. The ice you
walk on is not so thick.

There's a man, said to have led
the recent food riots, Lucius.

- Do you know of him?
- No.

Well, some say he's of your employ.

(SCOFFS) Some say Titus
beds monkeys and dogs.

- Does that make it true?
- (SCOFFS)

I do not know him, My Emperor.

Then you will not care
that this Lucius is dead.

Beaten first,

perhaps for information.

Perhaps for pleasure.

Men seen with Lucius are dead also.

The Harbor Master at Ostia,

all were involved in grain delivery.

As if they were covering their tracks.

Brother, look me in the eye.

Did you delay the grain
delivery to embarrass me?

You think I would embarrass Father?

That I'd have the mob call for
Flavian blood, simply to embarrass you?

- Did you?
- No.

My brother is to be
confined to his chambers.

- He will not leave without my permission.
- But brother...

And he shall remain, until I've
found the truth of the matter.

Leave me.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Do you believe him?

I can't yet decide.

The riot would have
been a risk for him also.

There are still the fleet
captains, but they are at sea.

Once they make landfall,
bring them before me.

- HERMES: Are you all right?
- DOMITIAN: Barely.

I just came close to death.

Do you think Berenice is advising him?

Of course. She knows my ire
towards her and her people.

Killers of how many, five
thousand sons of Rome?

Why not have Tenax attend to her?

And incite a lover's
vengeance in my brother?

Not all the Judeans are comfortable

with the idea of their queen
spreading her legs for your brother.

And how would you know that?

I have ears at the construction site.

There are rumors of meetings in secret,

where the possibility of a Spartacan
revolt is being discussed...

One of their elders,

the architect, Azariah, has been
heard to call her Titus's whore.

Well done.

See,

I am more than an ass and a mouth.

We'll drive a wedge between them,

my brother

and his whore.

Out!

(RINGS)

I need to speak with my daughter,

please.

- Mother.
- (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

- I cannot stay long.
- I know, I know.

What do you know about their
daughter? The priestess?

I have never heard about a daughter.

They have a son.

They often speak about him.

Julius. Why?

And Drusilla?

Have you noticed any
routines in her outings?

One time, she went out at
sundown with some paltry goods.

Good. Watch her and let me know.

- Hmm?
- (DOOR OPENS)

Jula!

Go now. Go.

The charioteer, Scorpus, Consul.

Ah, Scorpus!

To what do I owe the
honor of this visit?

I've decided that our partnership
is too valuable to end.

Scorpus is willing, for the right price,

yes, to return triumphantly
to the Blue Faction.

That's very generous of you, Scorpus.

But what of Xenon? We've
hired him in your stead.

Xenon is, uh... You know,
he's a good driver, I admit,

but he is no Scorpus.

He's more loyal than Scorpus.

Perhaps I owe you an apology.

For?

- Uh, for...
- Fucking his wife?

In a word, yes.

May I speak for the two of us, my love?

Of course, we speak as one.

Always.

ANTONIA: We're paying Xenon
three times what we paid you.

We wouldn't hire you
back even if you showed up

with your mouth full of
pearls and an Indian ruby

the size of a hen's egg
falling out of your ass.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Go fuck yourselves.

Fucking Romans.

I'd happily fuck my husband.

(MARSUS GRUNTS)

(BOTH MOAN)

Anyone, as long as it's not you.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Right this way.

(ANTONIA GIGGLES)

You continue to amaze me.

Thank you.

(CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

Ugh.

(MAN COUGHS)

I warned your father to forbid
you from marrying that man.

Caltonia.

I'm so ashamed.

Does your family know?

Since my mother's death,
my uncles have abandoned us.

Father's turned to wine,

and our estates are gone.

All I had were those
shares in the Blue Faction.

I've spoken to my advocates.

Those shares were
stolen by your husband.

You will leave this place,

live under my roof,

and together, we will enter the
courts and get back what is yours.

You would do that for me?

I love you, child.

- We will get them back.
- (MAN CLEARS THROAT)

And I will buy them from
you at an exorbitant price.

And then you and I, we
will celebrate our...

Our partnership.

TENAX: Morning, Lentullus.

I need two chariots by the week's end.

- No, that's impossible.
- Nothing's impossible.

- What about these?
- Oh.

Well, a year ago,

I experimented with
the lightest of woods,

and shaved the struts, made
them as thin as my finger.

They were fast, so fast,

but too light to get past
the weight restrictions.

Can they be ready by
the end of the week?

Yes, but you'll never
get them past inspection.

Let that be my problem.

Oh, and the, uh, golden paint,

give it less shine. More tasteful.

(SIGHS)

SCORPUS: Thank you all for coming.

We do this all together,
just like you Romans.

Yes? Much more efficient.

Yes, well, it's no secret
that we'd all be fortunate

to have you driving for us.

And it's no secret
that you're expensive.

That goes without saying.

Yes, well, having lost Xenon,
clearly, I'm interested.

- What do you need?
- Simple.

If Scorpus is to hold his
head high in the Circus,

he must be paid more than Xenon.

A million eight? No,
too rich for my blood.

I'm out.

Good luck to you all.

Come, boys.

And I'm out, too.

No, no, wait. No.

You can't leave me with one bidder.

- I can win for you.
- I don't want to win.

- Of course you do.
- I can't afford to win.

I profit by being smart.

I cut my costs down
and let my competitors

thank me with gold for helping them win.

Good luck.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

SCORPUS: So, here we are.

A million eight.

No, a million nine, because Xenon
is being paid a million eight.

Hmm. I don't see anyone
else bidding here.

- It will add to your dignitas...
- (CHUCKLES)

... to pay me more than
Marsus is paying Xenon.

Yes. Well, I have sufficient dignitas.

Thank you, Scorpus.

(SIGHS)

Six hundred thousand.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Such an opening offer hurts my feelings.

Not an opening offer.

It's my final one.

I am Scorpus.

Yes, and I'm paying.

Look, if it will soothe your
feelings, we can always, uh,

tell the world it was a million nine.

Good boy.

PROSTITUTE: Scorpus?

Not now.

But you wanted to celebrate.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(KNOCKS)

SCORPUS: Hmm, make sure
that he gets some attention.

He just signed with the Whites.

(WOMAN MOANS)

(SCORPUS MOANING)

(DOOR OPENS)

Oh, dear.

I remember it being bigger.

And firmer.

We all get older, I
suppose. No way around it.

Who let you in?

I met with the Aedile Ludi.

Good news. He'll soon be
reinstating our Gold Faction.

New rigs ordered, the lightest
the Circus has ever seen.

You'll be flying like
the wind, my friend.

Soon is not now.

I have just signed for the Whites.

You ungrateful little bastard.

I pulled you from the
clutches of your mother's pimp.

For that, I thank you.

You, whose first three
wins were all from my fixes.

Yes, yes, yes, yes. You
did a lot, but so did I.

(SIGHS)

You're right.

My temper overtook me.

Perhaps we should go our separate ways.

(SIGHS)

Get some sleep.

You'll need it when you
drive against my Spaniards.

(LAUGHS)

They remind me of you,

you know, when you were in your prime.

Especially that Andria.

Yeah, I see a day when your body

is rotting in the spina of the Circus,

and he's making all of Rome
forget you ever existed.

(SCOFFS)

Good luck with the Whites.

And then we are bringing
in 50 Brigantine midgets.

and pit them against an
equal number of bull-hounds.

I mean, is there any finer way
to honor Titus Flavius' ascent?

Dwarfs versus dogs,

is that the best you can do?

No. I mean, have you...
Have you seen the dogs?

Come, come. What else do you have?

Oh. (CLEARS THROAT)

Ludus Beastius has received an
interesting number of red-assed monkeys,

and they're all males, and
we could build an encasement,

a forest in the wild,
fence not too high.

- Because the females should not escape...
- (BOTH LAUGH)

I mean, the females should not escape.

I thought you said they were all males.

I'm not talking about monkey females.

I'm talking about human females.

Yes, because they would like
to fuck everything that moves.

I don't think that's
to my brother's taste.

Well, just hear me out.

There is a grande finale.

An absolute wonder of nature.

The Gigantic Ghost Lion.

White from head to tail,

paler than the clouds over Vesuvius.

This fierce beast will arise
from Hades, and devour them all.

You're a sick man, Passus.

Hmm. Well...

But a white lion. Interesting.

I wish to see it myself.

I have to escape my own cage first.

Meet me at the Ludus
Beastius at midnight.

Go.

Go now.

PASSUS: Door.

I need to urinate.

(URINATING)

- (ANIMALS SCREECHING)
- (COUGHS)

Domitian.

I hope you didn't over
promise. Where is it?

Right over here.

(GROWLS)

(ROARING)

(CHUCKLES)

How beautiful you are.

So very beautiful, so very deadly.

I know exactly how I'll use you.

You'll be my brother...

Titus Flavius, Emperor of Rome,

Conqueror of Jerusalem.

I want this beast to be a symbol
of our glorious Titus Flavianus.

- Of course.
- A beast with an unquenchable thirst for blood.

Have your builders reconstruct
a replica of Jerusalem,

fit for the Circus.

We shall celebrate the
sacking of that city!

Allow me to ask.

Who will the white lion attack?

Do you have to be so dim?

- No.
- Who do you think lives in Jerusalem?

- Gauls?
- Uh-uh.

Judeans.

Judeans.

A cat, even one as fierce as this,

are terrified by the sight
and sounds of the crowd.

Without training, it will freeze.

Would you like to
spoil Domitian's vision?

Would you like to excite his anger?

No.

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

DOMITIAN: Manilius,

my Greek boy has seen
you betting at the Circus.

You think removing your military garb

is sufficient to hide what you do?

Your betting, your debts,

your skimming from
the Praetorian payroll

to pay those debts has put you at risk.

Mortal risk, but never fear,

I have need of your service,

for which there will
be a substantial reward.

There's a plot amongst Judeans

to kill their queen,
my brother's consort.

One of the architects, Azariah,
appears to be the leader of this plot.

I need you to arrest
some rebellious Judeans.

- Out! Out!
- What is the meaning of this?

- All of you, out!
- Get out of here!

Why are you doing this?

- (PEOPLE CLAMORING)
- (HORSE WHINNIES)

(PEOPLE CLAMORING IN PANIC)

AZARIAH: What do you want?

Why are we arrested?

I was told for sedition and
plotting to kill your Queen.

What? Lies, both of them.

It doesn't matter to me.

Tomorrow you will die. All of you.

Killed by a lion.

This particular lion
will likely not attack

unless somebody charges the beast.

That's where you come in.

And why should I throw my life away

for your convenience?

If you do, I'll ask
Passus, the Master of Games,

to spare your women and children.

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

(CHILD CRYING)

- (CROWD CHEERING)
- (FANFARE PLAYING)

(GRUNTS)

By the Gods.

I hate being held a prisoner here.

Hail Emperor Titus.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

I so wish I could see

the venom the Roman people
have for the Judeans, up close.

Come.

WOMAN: She's not our queen!

(CROWD BOOING)

MAN: Shame!

Already a chink in Titus's armor.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(DOMITIAN LAUGHS)

Come back.

My brother never ceases to amaze me.

How can he allow Berenice
to sit next to him?

How could he have not seen this coming?

- PASSUS: For the glory of Rome...
- Come.

... and to honor the
conquest of Jerusalem!

What is this?

You said this pageant was to
celebrate your accession to the throne.

As the city burns,

behold the barbaric Judeans,

led by Berenice, their Judean Queen.

(CROWD LAUGHING)

PASSUS: And now, the barbaric Judeans

will face the
unparalleled might of Rome.

It is the very powerful Titus Flavianus.

Now!

(WHITE LION ROARS)

(ROARS)

Open the gate!

(SNARLING)

- (ROARING)
- (CROWD EXCLAIMS)

(ROARING)

For the sake of my God,
or your Gods, do something!

These are my people.

CARPO: Do it.

Do it.

Do it!

Do it!

- (YELLING)
- (GROWLING)

(GASPS)

(CROWD CHEERING)

End this!

(ROARING)

End this now!

Do you think he's seen me?

Yes.

He has.

- This time, you've gone too far.
- (GRUNTS)

Hear me out before you kill me.

Weave a justification
for such effrontery?

Yes, are you too afraid to hear it?

You must speak quickly.

Speak well!

Or this sword will be struck
right through your heart.

I merely killed two birds
with a single stone for you.

Those who died in the
arena were plotting to kill

your precious Queen and supplant her.

I saved her life.

And let the mob vent their
hatred for the Judeans.

You see, I've heard
nothing of such a plot.

That is your failing,

not mine.

I can provide witnesses,

- and proof.
- See, witnesses, they can be bought.

And proof, it can be crafted.

Well, if you think that of me,

then use your sword.

If I needed to,

I would.

- Why do you provoke him so much?
- I know.

I should've stayed away
from that damn balcony.

But it was just too
good of a show to miss.

(CHUCKLES)

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

I blame myself for
allowing you to talk me

into joining you on
the Imperial platform.

For what? To watch a hideous
travesty of myself being torn apart?

- I didn't know that was planned.
- You are Emperor.

You should have known.

The gold of the Emperor's coffers
spent on games you did not approve,

under your very nose.

I've been told that those that were
killed were plotting against you.

Told by whom?

Let me guess. Your viper brother?

He says that he has proof.

He says many things, but
how many of them are true?

I can't let you leave.

If you have me dragged back,
I will take my own life.

No, you...

I beg you.

Please stay.

Let me protect you.

Let me prove that to you.

On one condition.

Now you let me protect you.

They will never accept
me as your consort.

The Romans hate foreign queens.

Then they will just have
to learn to accept you.

Cleopatra?

Candace of Kush? Boudicca?

Were they accepted?

To be with a foreign queen
only weakens you in their eyes.

To be strong,

you must do the opposite.

You must take a Roman wife

of a good and august
family of wealth and power,

of long standing.

Put me in the shadows.

It is best for you.

And what do you think is best for you?

I am a conquered queen.
My place is in the shadows.

You are not as heartless as you pretend.

Don't be so sure.

The children look up to you.

That's because they're children.

They look up to anyone

who will give them a few scraps
of food and an occasional coin.

I did.

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

(IN ENGLISH) How many
languages do you speak?

Not enough.

You use them to great effect.

Really?

You disarm people.

Get them to do what you want.

That's how you see it.

TENAX: Good day.

- Which you owe to me.
- To some degree.

And to that degree, you will
pay me and my daughter more.

- Will I?
- Mm-hmm.

Aura's salary up by
half, and mine tripled.

(CHUCKLES)

You overreach.

Fine.

We'll leave your rat-infested insula

and find work at another betting tavern.

I'll increase Aura's by a
quarter, and double yours.

Keep bringing in the
revenue like you did

today for a month, and we'll talk again.

That's too long. One week.

- Two.
- Agreed.

You'll do well in Rome.

I am not here for that.

It will take a lot more
money to buy Jula's freedom.

And Kwame, a gladiator,
probably impossible.

I will find a way.

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Please.

Please wait.

I have an entreaty.

As does every other person in Rome.

I beg of you. My children
have been taken from me.

My... My son is a gladiator
at the Ludus Magnus,

and my daughter,

she's a slave

in the house of your parents.

I am told that you have it in your power

to free those condemned
and those held as slaves.

No, not me.

But my matron.

(TEARFULLY) Could you help me?

Would that my mother had
had tears for her daughter,

as you do for yours.

I will speak to my matron.

Return on the Ides,

I will give you an
answer by then. Now, go.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(URINATING)

(EXHALES)

Quintus.

It's been a while.

Keep your hands where I can see 'em.

Or I'll sever your spine at the root.

Ursus?

The boy you left to burn.

It was me who suffered the consequences.

I thought you were dead.

- (GRUNTS)
- Worse!

I was sold as a galley
slave. Endless years in hell.

Luckily, I was drafted
into the Roman Army,

and fought for them for years.

It was easy to find you.

After all the endless
talk about going to Rome

and work in the famous Circus Maximus.

(GROANS SOFTLY)

You know the punishment for
a slave killing his master

is crucifixion.

But that's too quick for you.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(YELLS)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

I'm gonna drown you in your own piss!

(TENAX GAGGING AND GASPING)

(URSUS GRUNTING)

(CHOKING)

(GRUNTS)

I'm not gonna kill you.

I'm gonna squeeze all
the money out of you.

I'm gonna take everything from you.

(PANTING)

I'm not going to let
you get away with this!

(YELLS)

(CLOSING THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

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