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- Come on!
- Hey! Hey! Hey!
- Yah!
- Yah! Yah! Yah!
(neighing)
- Yah! Yah!
- Yah!
- Hey! Hey! Yah!
- Yah!
Yah! Yah! Yah!
Hey! Hey!
- Messala!
- Whoa! Whoa!
- Messala!
Messala!
(snorting)
Messala!
(panting)
- Did I win?
- No, but you nearly killed yourself trying to.
Come on.
- Is there any other way to race?
- Tell that to my mother.
(scoffs)
One, two, three.
(panting)
- I should have a line of slaves behind me.
- And one beside you whispering in your ear
That you're a man, not a god.
Is that not the roman way, octavius messala?
Whoa! Whoa!
- What happened to the other cart?
- We went over some rough ground
- They're not racing chariots, you know.
- I told him that.
- We'll repair it, mother.
I promise.
- Where have you two been all day?
Why didn't you take me with you?
- Because you are a child
And not proper company for young men.
Tickle her severely, messala.
A messenger from the garrison delivered this.
It's for messala.
We always knew this would come.
- But it's been 5 years, more, since his mother died.
- Would you prefer his father had sent for him immediately?
- Tirzah will be most unhappy.
- None of us will be happy, judah.
And simonides has arrived.
You must change your clothes before you greet him.
- Yes, I forgot he was coming.
I'm sorry. I should've been here to meet him.
- Yes.
It's time for you to take up your responsibilities
And for messala to face his.
Childhood only lasts so long.
- So our childhoods end on the same day, his and mine,
And our lives go in different directions.
- Different directions,
But the same journey...
To manhood.
- Wanna play stick game?
- Ok.
- Go now, judah, and tell your friend playtime's over.
- So it would seem.
(tirzah giggling)
(messala talking, indistinct)
(woman shouting in foreign language)
- What's the secret?
- You just have to be ready.
(sighing)
(camel grunting)
- Who is it from?
- From my illustrious father, senator marcellus agrippa.
You read it.
- It's a private letter, messala.
- I don't think you'll be embarrassed
By too many intimacies.
(sighing)
Remember, the secret is to expect it
For every single moment.
- "to octavius messala.
"you will leave jerusalem
"with the next military convoy to caesarea,
"where transportation has been arranged
"for your journey to rome."
- Is that all?
- He's a man of few words, marcellus agrippa.
I sometimes envy you,
Having a dead father.
(camel grunting)
(bell ringing)
- Judah!
How good to see you.
- Forgive me for not being here to meet you, sir.
- It is of no matter.
You are well?
- Yes. Yes, thank you.
And you? Your journey was not too tiring?
- The distance from antioch does not grow shorter,
And I do not grow younger.
(chuckles)
- Judah, I think you know that your father, of blessed memory,
Hoped that one day we would unite our families
In more than mercantile matters.
The painter does my daughter no justice.
Esther is not simply a face,
But a mind and a spirit of rare quality.
I hope your father's and my aspirations will be fulfilled.
- Yes, yes.
- It has to be your wish, also.
- And esther's.
- Of course. Of course.
- Thank you.
- No, no, it's for you,
Until you meet in person.
(horse neighing)
- Come with me.
- Would that I could.
Where you're going is the centre of the world.
Things that would never be possible here
Will come your way.
- Will you write to us?
- I doubt it.
I'm no hand with a pen, but--but I'll think of you.
All of you.
And I'll miss you.
And I will come back.
(sniffling)
- Promise?
- You be safe, octavius messala.
(horse whinnying)
- We will race again.
- God willing.
- (soldier): Forward, March!
Left, right.
This came for you.
- Messala is here! - Open it.
- What does it say?
- "judah ben hur is ordered
"to present himself to the garrison commander
"upon receipt of this notice."
Well, it's to the point.
- Hmm!
- Probably written by a scribe.
- It certainly wasn't written by a friend.
Well, you better not keep the garrison commander waiting.
(many men shouting)
- Halt.
- I see you forgot nothing I taught you.
(sighing)
You know what the emperor octavius said of rome?
He said: "I found this city built of bricks
"and I left it made of marble."
That's what I intend to say of jerusalem.
- Well, that is a remarkable aspiration
For a garrison commander.
- I won't always be a garrison commander,
Any more than pontius pilate will always be
The governor of judea.
We could do great things here together, you and I.
Marcellus agrippa's got plans for me.
He spent a great deal of money and influence
Advancing my career.
- This shows his regard for you as his son.
He still hasn't given me his name.
I'm still his unacknowledged bastard.
No, my father the senator is a cruel, cunning, capricious man,
And those are some of his better qualities, but...
He's given me this chance,
Which I'm determined to take.
- (woman): The master likes...
- Trouble is, it's only the enmity of pontius pilate.
So I must tread carefully.
You could be of help to me, judah.
- Of course.
In whatever way I can.
- This festival of the passover,
Should you know of any elements that plan
To disrupt pilate's arrival,
I'd want to know of them.
It would reflect badly on me.
You understand?
- Are you asking me to become an informer, messala?
- I'm asking you to help preserve
The order of a roman province.
This is my career, judah!
I can't afford mistakes.
Not now. Not at the start.
Pilate, he-- he'd have me removed
Or demoted, given a chance.
All I'm asking, between friends,
Is if you know or hear or suspect anything,
Just let me know.
Believe me it saves much worse
If these things can be nipped in the bud.
Speaking of nipping in the bud,
Which of these do you prefer?
I'll give you first choice.
- If you'll excuse me.
- Shouldn't have thought you'd suffer
From the greek affliction.
Judah, may I pay my respects to your mother?
She's well, I hope?
- She is.
She's looking forward to seeing you.
- And tirzah? She must be married at her ripe age.
- No.
Tirzah has set her standards so high,
None of her suitors can meet them.
- So there's hope for me yet.
- Come and eat with us.
(sighing)
- It's good to see you, judah.
We'll do great things here, you and I.
- A great thing has already come to pass.
You are here with us again.
- There'll be soldiers everywhere.
You start something, and there'll be a massacre.
- We must be prepared to take advantage of any situation.
All of us should be armed so we must strike a blow.
(knocking)
Leave us.
So, you came.
- To warn you.
- Judah, we're already warned.
Every day we see our enemy. We know who they are.
- The new garrison commander is determined
That nothing interfere with the arrival of pontius pilate.
He will be on the alert and he will take action,
Drastic action in the event of any disturbance.
- You think this is news to us?
- I know this garrison commander,
And he will not risk his reputation on such an occasion.
- You know him.
- Octavius messala is my friend.
- That friend,
You don't want anything to spoil his big day.
- I don't want to see any more men crucified
Or sent to the galleys.
- Very well. You've done your part.
You've warned us.
Now can I have your word you will not betray us?
- Were that in my mind,
It would have been a roman who knocked at your door.
- He must've changed to speak in such a way
To you, his best friend.
- Of course he has changed, tirzah.
He is a man, a soldier.
He's been to war.
(sighing)
But he never forgot us.
That much I know.
And he is glad to be back.
- What of his father?
Did he speak of him?
- Not with any great affection, I'm afraid.
He referred to him always as marcellus agrippa
Or the senator.
- Poor boy.
- And when can we expect the audience with the poor boy?
- He will dine with us in a few days.
And I hope you will manage a more welcoming manner, sister.
I've not invited him under our roof to have him mocked.
(sighing)
Then you will see for yourself how much he's changed
And how much he is still the same messala we knew and loved.
For we did love him, did we not?
- Yes. Yes, we did.
- Yes.
And we shall again.
- Judah!
(horse neighing)
Here they are at last.
(goat bleating)
(â?ª woman singing in foreign language â?ª)
(camel grunting)
Greetings.
Welcome.
- Let me present my daughter.
Esther.
- Welcome, esther,
Daughter of simonides.
- It is my honour,
And my family's.
(goat bleating)
- Welcome.
(chuckling)
Come.
- I saw her face, judah.
- So what?
- That she was not disappointed.
- I do not like to see birds kept captive.
But my father says they are never free
Of the chains of the sky.
- Indeed.
- You need not approve of my father's nonsense, judah.
Do you really think these creatures would not wish
To fly away at this moment if I opened their cage?
- Perhaps.
Although they might not survive for long.
- If I were they, I should wish to have the choice.
(sighing)
How happy I am to see jerusalem at last.
To you it is a familiar sight, I know.
- But I, too, often stand here and admire this view.
It is the city of our faith.
And while we have it, we have our centre...
Our heart.
Forgive me. I have a tendency to pontificate.
I do not mean to.
- No, no. Go--go on.
Please, continue.
(sighing)
- Esther,
I realize your father has certain expectations,
As did my father.
And you should know that I am not opposed to their wishes.
- But you think we should make our own choice
In a matter so important.
- As you say.
- Be you betrothed to me with this, my wealth?
- After the first few years I was in rome,
I didn't even see marcellus agrippa.
It was all military training.
- (tirzah): Poor messala, learning to be a soldier.
- It has its compensations.
The ladies of rome are very patriotic.
- Did you teach them to catch the stick?
- Your father must be so proud of you.
- No, I wouldn't go so far as to say that.
He's expectant, maybe, but...
I'm not ungrateful. He's given me so much.
Advice, advice which has stood the test of reality.
"he over whom you have no power
"has power over you."
That's his motto.
- But there are powers
Other than those marcellus agrippa speaks of,
Of faith, of family, of friends,
Of fair dealing.
- In rome, no such powers prevail.
Even tiberius, our emperor, gave up his beloved wife
And his 3 children
To make a dynastic marriage with his brother's widow.
Everyone applauded his wisdom.
- I think that not wisdom but an affront against god.
- Whose god? Yours?
Rome and its values are not for you, esther,
Nor my friend, your husband to be.
But they're for those
Whose ambitions remain unchecked by conscience,
Whose loyalty can be purchased by advancement and coin.
- And have you become such a one, messala?
- I have.
I--I think I have.
But such is my fate.
We're all in the hands of the gods, are we not?
- Such is our belief.
- So, have you given it any thought to what I said earlier?
Regarding provocations, disturbances and so forth?
- It is as I have told you.
I will have no hand in any demonstration against rome.
- I know.
I talk of hearsay, rumour.
(scoffs)
Nothing?
- Why do you question his word?
- He hasn't given me his word.
Have you?
Is it so much to ask assurance of a friend?
- Come, you need only ask gaius antonius to know
That the hur family have always cooperated with rome.
- I'm asking judah.
- Does one no credit to impugn a friend
Under his own roof
While in receipt of hospitality.
- I impugn no one! I do as my duty requires.
Is it so much to ask for judah's word?
- I give you my word.
- Thank you.
- Shame on you, octavius messala,
To speak so to those who love you.
- Daughter, messala is a guest
And our friend.
Apologize to him.
- No.
I should apologize.
I spoke out of turn.
Thank you, judah.
It's a great comfort to me.
To all our futures.
May they be happy and prosperous,
However brief.
She's got a mind of her own, esther.
You should have a care, judah.
When she takes the reins, she'll ride you hard.
And your sister.
(horse snorting)
Oh, you should know,
I've contrived to have pilate's procession pass here
In front of the house
So you'll have a chance to see me in all my pomp.
I'll be the handsome one on the white horse.
Forgive me.
You know, half my performance is to convince myself.
(horse neighing in distance)
- Messala.
No need of forgiveness.
Go with god and be yourself tomorrow.
All will be well.
- (soldier): Forward! March!
Left, right. Left, right.
- Have a care, judah.
He could be a dangerous enemy.
- And a more dangerous friend.
- (soldier): Left, left. Left, right, left.
Left, left. Left, right, left...
- At the first sign of any trouble,
Any demonstration from the crowd, quell it.
Use the butt end to begin with.
But if that proves unavailing,
Give them the blade.
Is that understood?
- (all): Hey!
(horse whinnying)
- We should be bringing pilate to the garrison direct.
Keep him on the main streets.
We'll have clear space on either side.
The lower city's too narrow.
- You make it seem as if I was sneaking pilate
Through the back door.
I don't think he'd appreciate the caution, gaius.
I think he might find it an affront to his vanity.
- Your job is to protect, not to flatter.
- There speaks a voice with no concern for politics.
- And who thanks the gods for it.
- (soldier): Make way!
- (man 1): Go home, romans!
- (man 2): Go back to where you came from!
(woman shouting, indistinct)
- (woman): You have no respect!
(man shouting, indistinct)
(people shouting, indistinct)
- Sullen lot, these jews.
- Better to be obeyed than beloved, excellency.
- Drop back a length.
- (woman): Pig roman!
(horse snorting)
- Move!
- There's pilate at the front,
Messala does look splendid, I must say.
(all shouting)
(shouting and whistling)
- Look out!
- Aaah!
- (gaius): Somebody help!
(neighing)
- Do something!
- Cease them!
Cease them!
- That's judah!
- (man): Come on and help!
- Move!
- Hah!
- It was an accident. A tile fell from--
(groaning)
- It was an accident! Please!
It was an accident! Judah!
Please! It was an accident!
Judah!
- In broad daylight, an attack on rome's emissary.
Tiberius will hear of this,
And of your incompetence, you replaceable fool.
I'll have you removed, do you hear?
Sent to the furthest reaches of the empire.
(inhales sharply)
Am I not injured enough?
(panting)
- I could've been killed.
- Those responsible are under arrest, excellency.
- Crucify them.
The weapon could have pierced my skull.
Well, what are you waiting for?
I said crucify them.
- Excellency, it is the feast of the passover.
- I know that!
That's why I'm here. To make rome's presence felt.
(scoffing)
Who are these rebels?
- One of the foremost of the jewish families in jerusalem,
Judah ben hur and his mother and sister.
- Well, make an example of them.
Crucify the man and garrotte the women.
Do you hear me?
- Oh, thank god!
Are my mother and tirzah safe?
- You have more to concern you than their welfare.
You attempted to kill his excellency pontius pilate.
- Messala, it was an accident.
A tile fell from the roof!
- When the governor of a roman province
Is attacked in the street,
It's not an accident.
It's a rebellion against rome.
- Have you gone mad?
- You gave a signal
For the riot to begin.
- You cannot believe that.
(sighing)
My family and I are your friends!
- You and your family have destroyed me.
Do you understand that?
- Messala...
I knew nothing.
- Liar!
You lied last night. I saw it in your eyes.
Admit it.
(screaming in distance)
Give me the names of the other plotters,
The ones you signalled, you and your family.
- Don't threaten my family.
They are even more blameless than I.
Have me go before pilate and explain.
- He wants you crucified
And your mother and your sister
To be executed by strangulation.
- No! No!
- Hear me, judah!
You've destroyed the house of hur
And me with it.
- Messala, listen to me!
- No! You listen to me!
Where there's a war, someone must go to it,
And it will not be me.
- Messala!
Messala!
- Be assured my report will make clear that your incompetence
Led to this insult to the emperor.
- Excellency-- - silence!
I'm dismissing you as garrison commander
And reinstating gaius antonius.
And trust me,
Your patron, senator agrippa, will not intervene this time
To keep you in a post
For which you are manifestly unfit.
(sighing)
- (soldier 1): Whoa!
- (soldier 1): Keep it going!
(groans)
- (soldier 1): Whoa!
- Get up! Up! Come on!
I said get up!
Hey! Get out of here, you!
- Forgive them,
For they know not what they do.
- Go on! Bugger off.
- (soldier): Forward!
(screaming)
- There you go.
(screaming)
(sobbing)
(groaning)
- No. No!
- Simonides! Simonides!
Simonides!
Am I not to be crucified?
- No such luck.
Your sentence has been changed.
You're for the galleys.
A year from now,
You'll be wishing they put you up on a stick.
- You are now under the command of quintus arrius,
Commander of the southern fleet,
And victor of the battle of the corinth straits.
You have been chosen
To carry his excellency
To receive reward for his service
From the hand of the emperor tiberius himself.
You may consider yourself honoured
And will acquit your duty accordingly
Or, by the gods, you will answer to me.
- Honoured. You hear?
Aaah!
- Silence! Silence at the oars!
Let every man know that any infraction
Will be severely dealt with.
- Severely dealt with, just for a change.
- Prepare to increase!
And stroke!
- Quintus arrius.
(chuckling)
He is the one who cleaned out the pirates.
And honoured we are to be rowing him to rome.
You feeling honoured, number 40?
They killed my wife...
And my daughter...
And my son.
They create a wilderness and call it peace.
Every night, I dream, my friend.
Then I wake up and I'm still number 41.
- Go to sleep, antigua.
- Dream of killing romans
And kill one for me, number 40.
(chuckling)
(grunting)
- They have two anklets.
Is one not enough?
- I switch the rowers from port to starboard
On a regular basis, excellency.
Keeps them better balanced.
And it requires being able to
Chain them at battle stations, whichever side they're rowing.
- And does the result outweigh the cost for the extra anklets?
- Oh yes, sir. They're better oarsmen for it.
- Well, commendations, hortator.
- Thank you, excellency.
- He did not tell you it was number 40's idea.
- Silence at the oars!
- And whose idea was it, number 41?
- Number 40's.
- Is this true, number 40.
- Would number 41 lie to quintus arrius?
- He mentioned it to me, excellency.
- And you took the advice of a galley slave.
Congratulations on having an open mind.
The thing of it is,
I'm not afraid of death.
Either it will be better than this
Or it will be nothing,
Which would be better than this.
What are you afraid of?
- Nothing.
- I'm afraid of going down in the chains.
(whip cracks)
- On your feet.
- We're only just off the oars.
- You're wanted up top.
You're going to see his excellency.
You mind your mouth in there.
I don't want any of your smart opinions
About how to run a galley.
Is that clear?
- Go on.
- (man 1): Coming up!
- (man 2): Pull out in line.
- (man 1): Portside.
- (man 3): Right turn!
- (man 4): Go in full.
- Come.
- Number 40, excellency.
- Mm-hmm.
- Go.
- I don't suppose you know much about naval strategy,
Do you, number 40?
- Mine is not the best place to learn.
- Then why would you suggest the hortator
Switch the rowers from side to side.
- I believe he explained the reason.
- The rowers will be better balanced. Yes, he did.
But why would you care?
- Efficiency is better than its opposite,
Even for a galley slave.
- Hmm...
(grunts)
How long have you been at the oars?
- Almost 3 years.
- Hmm. Well, you're certainly thriving on it.
(boat creaking)
How long did you get?
- There was no limit put on my sentence.
- And what did you do to deserve it?
- I was betrayed by a friend.
- Ah, well, I do think here is the maximum penalty.
- Are you gonna tell me now that you're entirely innocent?
- Hmm.
- Well, if we lived in rome, it wouldn't be worth comment,
So commonplace it would be.
- Well, that is little consolation,
When you've been wrongfully accused and convicted
Without a hearing,
Your family destroyed,
And all on the word of one who was your friend.
- Hmm...
Ah, well, I'm surprised
That a man with your education and intelligence
Has lasted so long.
This work is for unthinking brutes.
- I've had encouragement in that direction.
- Come. Come!
- Sir, 3 ships are sighted,
Just put off from the headwind.
They're pirates for sure.
They have the land breeze,
But they're no match for our rowers.
We can outrun them.
- Outrun?
No, no, no, no.
Outmanoeuvre,
Out-think, outfight, but not outrun,
In case news gets back to rome
When it's converted into "running away".
Quintus arrias does not run away.
Off you go, number 40, and, uh, take the grapes.
It'll sweeten your stroke.
- (man 1): Hoist your weapon.
- Secure, boss.
- (man 2): We're going!
- (man 3): Do you want them out?
- (man 4): Fill it up with water.
- What is that?
- A trumpet calling us to battle stations.
- I was dreaming I was in a garden,
Drinking sherbet.
I can taste it.
Battle stations.
- Three pirates came out to greet us.
- May they capture us and kill all the romans.
- May we kill those they leave behind.
- (man): Join the call.
- (guard): It's your lucky day, isn't it, number 40?
- Battle stations!
- (all): Aye!
- Oars out!
And...
Stroke.
And stroke.
- Port! Hold!
- (hortator): Port oars in!
Hold!
- (soldier 1): They're coming around!
- (soldier 2): Secure port.
(man shouting, indistinct)
- Port withdraw!
(prisoners grunting)
And stroke!
- Give me speed!
- (hortator): Stroke!
And stroke!
- (soldier 1): Archers at the ready!
- (soldier 2): Ready arrows.
- (soldier 1): Hold your position.
- Starboard in!
Release!
- (hortator): Oars out!
And stroke!
(screaming)
Port in!
Hold!
- How many?
- Two more.
- Port, withdraw!
And stroke!
And...
- Ramming speed!
And stroke!
(screaming)
- (man 1): Oh, my back!
(grunting)
- Back oars. Back oars!
- (man 2): Get it off me! Get off!
- (man 3): Help!
(screaming)
- (number 41): Judah, the chains!
(screaming)
The chains!
Judah!
The chains!
Quickly, judah.
(grunting loudly)
(grunting)
Judah!
(grunting)
(grunting loudly)
(many men shouting)
It's no use.
Go, number 40...
And kill a roman for me.
Don't let me drown in these chains.
- You?
Number... 40.
- Who else.
- Oh!
Are there other survivors?
- There's been no sign.
(groaning)
- This needs to come out.
- Not if it's barbed.
- Well, try.
One good pull.
That's an order! Now pull it!
- Ha, that's very clever.
Detach blade so that it stays in the body.
(chuckling)
The great quintus arrius adrift with a slave
In his hour of triumph.
- But you're still alive.
- You mean I'm not dead. There's a difference.
- I know the difference.
- Well, the gods have their own sense of humour.
I trust you still believe in your god.
- How can I say other when I am delivered from my chains?
- Not by a god.
Before each battle, I, um...
Unchain one rower.
- Why?
- Call it a reminder of humility,
An antidote to hubris
Or...
Simply habit.
- Why me?
- Maybe I like the way you eat grapes.
- What?
What is it?
- A sail.
- I will not be taken by pirates.
If this is a pirate's ship, you must not let them take me.
- So, having saved our life, I should take it,
To save you from the oars.
- If this is a roman ship,
I will not let them take you back.
You will come to rome as my slave.
This is a better form of servitude.
You have my word on it, number 40.
- My name is judah ben hur.
- You have my word judah ben hur.
(panting)
(grunting)
- Hey! Hey!
Hey!
- Their chieftain is here as you ordered.
- His family?
- The women killed themselves.
He was only taken alive with great difficulty.
Cost us 3 men.
(roaring)
Will we crucify him, sir?
- No, keep him alive.
I have a better idea.
(growling)
- My son will receive his reward at the hands of tiberius himself
When he returns to rome.
Such are his triumphs against the thracians.
(grunts)
- Well, I'm glad that your son has finally made you proud.
You've waited a long time for a return on your investment.
- Bastards got on mistresses need time to prove themselves.
- At least I will have a son to carry on my name.
- So, marcellus, you've seen fit to bestow it on him.
- I need tiberius' approval.
Well, you know how he likes a man to die without heirs,
So that all his estates are subject to his decree.
- Well, let's pray he survives you...
To carry on your illustrious name.
- Quite so.
I hope to prevail on tiberius
To grant octavius messala the governorship of judea,
And replace that wretch who did so much
To obstruct his advancement.
- And tiberius will grant this favour?
- There are ways to influence an emperor.
My thracian will take his fancy,
And of course, athene can be most persuasive.
(burping)
Oh gods!
I feel the need of a little intestinal relief.
Excuse me.
(groaning)
Ah.
(grunts)
- I can give you something to dull the pain.
- And how do you feel about being on loan to our emperor?
- I am a whore.
How should I feel?
- So, which is your galley-slave-turned-gladiator?
- The blond one.
But he's no gladiator.
He's my body servant.
- Skilled in arms.
What, does the victor of the corinth straits
Fear assassination,
Where you must go guarded in the streets?
(chuckles)
- He's beautiful, your body servant.
- Indeed.
You pick well, quintus.
- We chose each other.
- Chose each other, did we?
(both grunting)
- Enough, enough.
You improve day by day.
(grunts)
- A fine-looking specimen.
What say you match him against my thracian
Before the emperor?
- There is no likelihood of that.
I value him too much to see him butchered for your amusement.
- I'll give you odds.
- Hmm?
- He's learning well.
And he's learning fast.
(grunts)
- Could you have killed him?
- Today? Only about a half-dozen times.
(chuckling)
- Hmm...
(sighing)
- I am athene.
- Judah.
- So you are a jew and I'm a greek.
Both of us conquered peoples,
Subject to the will of rome
And romans.
We should make common cause
While we have the chance.
(sighing)
- If you'll excuse me.
- Did you, um...
The greek, did she take you to her bed?
- She's not to my taste.
- Judah...
(chuckling)
No, don't make me laugh.
It hurts too much.
(coughing)
Go to her.
(scoffs)
- You're asking me to sleep with this woman?
- No.
I'm ordering you to.
It will not be such a hardship.
(both chuckling)
- Why would you wish it?
- Because marcellus agrippa wants it.
- Marcellus agrippa. - Yeah.
He uses her for his ends,
Few of which are carnal.
She will inquire of things he wants to know,
Such as what you are to me, how long I will last,
And who are my heirs.
- Why does he want to know these things?
- Because in rome, knowledge is power.
- And he over whom you do not have power, has power over you.
- I see you've learned the ways of the imperium.
- I had a good teacher.
(grunts)
(groans, coughs)
- Your physicians have no remedy for your pain?
- No, I have had my fill with them.
When my time comes, I will take the pink bath.
- The roman way.
- Yeah. 977