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this way.

Gentlemen, check them out.

Come,

come, gentlemen, check them out.

And expensive.

Lovely choice. Ah, Victor.

Pleasure, sir.

Enjoy yourself. Trust him.

Heal him.

Is this what you want, my friend?

Deep, huh? No.

Take a good look, gentlemen.

A finer lot you'll never see.

Virginity guaranteed.

She's no virgin.

I bid 25.

We can do better than that.

50, sister.

I have 50.

Do I hear 100?

100. 150.

175.

175. 175.

200.

200. 300.

300.

350. 350.

375. 375.

400. 400.

500. 500. Do I hear one, two, twice?

Call for 500, sir.

this luscious young man of the North.

A perfect companion for those oh -so -lonely knights.

Sir. Gentlemen.

What? Am I dead?

One hundred.

One hundred. I have one hundred. Two hundred.

Three hundred for the boy.

Three hundred.

Four hundred.

Sir Berenice, the citizens of Pompeii extend their warmest welcome.

I am a host, Pope Vinicius Rufus, mayor of the city of Pompeii, and delegated to

escort you to the villa of our distinguished consul, A. Clodius

veteran of the Germanic rebellion, three times Roman cuesta, and member of

the... We can do better than that.

But, Your Highness, let me accompany you to Clodius' villa.

He's waiting, Your Highness.

Your Highness, wait, you can't go in there.

Come,

come.

One hundred.

One fifty.

Two hundred.

Two hundred and fifty.

Gentlemen.

I have the great, great pleasure to announce that we have an imperial

The most esteemed companion to our... From what I hear of Berenice, she's come

to the right place here.

Why should her teeth be indifferent than ours?

Why indeed. The daughter of Herod Agrippa.

and the leading citizen of the Roman province of Judea,

Berenice.

Shall we resume, Your Highness?

Go ahead.

I have 200 for this lovely Grecian girl. Do I hear 250?

for 250 sesterces to Antoinette. Next, we have another luscious male morsel.

What am I dead, gentlemen? What am I dead?

Come, come.

75.

125.

Yes? 150.

I have 150.

Gentlemen.

Gaze upon this delicacy, this chiseled marble beauty.

What better treat for your valued client?

175.

I have 175.

175. 200 for the boy.

225.

250.

250. Once, twice, sold to Victor.

Have you ever seen such a remarkable specimen?

With modesty, innocence.

A girl suitable for any purposes one can imagine.

One hundred.

One hundred fifty.

Gentlemen, gentlemen.

Sure distinguished visitor from Rome, the liberality of the Pompeians.

Two hundred, sister, please.

Three hundred.

Four hundred.

Four fifty.

Five hundred.

Six hundred.

Seven hundred.

Nine hundred.

One thousand. Sold for one thousand festivities to Victor of

the House of Venus.

Your Highness.

Wait, Your Highness.

Please. The council's waiting.

Let me accompany you to the villa.

Your Highness.

Come on. Keep them moving.

Get them cleaned up for the debut night.

All right? Come along.

Quickly.

Who would like to look up here, hiding through the villa?

Perhaps.

City of Pompeii greets you with its most grateful hospitality.

Every facility at my command is yours and at the service of the kingdom.

Ah, I see you come with a companion.

Welcome, Martin, and the greatest of good fortune on your game. I myself have

placed my money on your distinguished competitor, Goliath.

Nevertheless, do not fear.

We shall not poison your wine.

Ah!

Accept apologies for my miserable wife, Philomena.

Wife.

From my own vineyard. The very finest vintage.

Your Highness? Give him the cheap stuff.

Get off!

You'll get used to it.

They all do.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

Providing you treat our clients well.

We'll treat you well.

We don't have any rules against you occasionally.

Even enjoying your thoughts a little.

Just so long as you always and only do what you are told.

I understood.

Good. But before you start, I'm going to take you to meet somebody.

Somebody who's going to be there to support you in your life.

My lovely highness.

I know we cannot hope to compare with the marvels of Rome.

We have very little to offer here, except perhaps a diversion.

And to that end, my lovely highness.

My beautiful highness.

Mistress to the esteemed Titus, the greatest Caesar Rome has ever known,

we have spared no expense.

We have prepared a very special little contest, your lovely Highness, for your

viewing pleasure.

The fighter who falters shall find himself doubly doomed.

The spike shall enter his hand, and the poison shall enter his

bloodstream.

The game.

You loved me once.

I've loved many women once.

Catch a dove, you'll hide it.

You'll hide it.

You'll

hide

it.

Thank you.

Surely, lovely Highness.

I love thee, Heiner.

I love thee.

Silence!

What's up, silence? Silence!

Easy. Don't be scared.

I'm not going to hurt you.

Go ahead and cry.

Welcome,

Elias.

We have some novelties this evening that I think will appeal to you.

Goliath. I hate him.

He's a fighter. A dirty fighter.

He's the one who will battle Marcus in the games tomorrow.

So you know of Marcus?

So does everyone.

He's the dream of every woman.

But he loods all.

His affairs are quick and fleeting.

You should know, Aveniria.

This is Augustus.

Named after the Empress.

She carries herself like a flood and never gives her name.

Unlike us.

She's not a prisoner here.

Then why did she stay?

Because I like it.

You know, little girl, pleasure is a far greater prod than dignity.

You'll soon find someone to fill your every need.

Augusta.

for a diversion amongst your other activities, the House of Venus offers

of its famed speciality numbers.

gather round and witness the charms of Augusta.

Augusta and her amazing prehensile partner.

And a big round of applause.

Gentlemen, tonight, along with the beautiful women and lust -loving boys

that you've come to expect from the House of Venus, we offer a unique

holiday.

Today, as you know, there have been brought to Pompeii some of the rarest,

appetizing samples of human flesh to be found anywhere in the Empire.

Gentlemen.

Tonight, we have an exquisite young boy from the wilds of the north.

And from the distant province of Palestine.

A genuine virgin.

Never touched by manly hand.

This is the woman I choose for tonight.

I'll have the virgin for this evening.

I want her.

I'll max Goliath's offer and add to it one hundred sesterces.

Mine.

This is from your tribe of Palestine.

You're not alone.

Sometimes it's better to fight from the inside.

Save this until later when it'll mean your freedom and not slavery.

Take me away from here.

Yes, yes, my love.

I'm sure a few citizens have arrived at Pompeii for the magnitude and grandeur

of its net expectations.

Then I'll leave you to find out.

Such a tragedy that the emperor could not be here himself.

Tear himself away from the fair throne.

Will he with us on this day?

But then I'm sure you will relay a report and tell them of the magnificence

this game and of the man responsible for it.

Who's that?

Are they looking their best?

We know how lucrative these little outings to the games can be.

All right.

They'll do.

Okay, bring them along.

And you, pretty boy, behave yourself today.

Come on.

Come along.

That's where the men prepare for the game.

Your Marcus is there now. If he wins today, and the chariot race tomorrow as

well, he'll be champion of the empire.

Almighty gods, bless this occasion.

Bless the city of Pompeii and all its citizens for thousands of years.

Bring prosperity and well -being to all.

Bless... the Emperor Titus, and the Roman Empire.

Let the games begin.

He wants to purchase you for an outing by the Herculaneum Woods near the

Muserian Gate.

You'll be returned by night.

Can I bring my phone?

Why not? With the money that he's paid.

I've got something special planned for you, Lace.

How could you?

Come with me.

Marcus!

Desperate.

Come on, pretty boy.

Listen, I want you to treat our friend very well.

Understand?

Never.

You wouldn't like me to sell off Veneria, would you? No.

All right.

He'll be a good boy.

Come on, pretty boy.

Come on.

Come.

My wife.

Finds my habit immoral and disgusting.

That's only because I give to these two. What's she known for herself?

You haven't provided me with that in you or any woman.

Don't you want some, your highness?

What?

If you've got no appetite for food, perhaps we could find you a little

stable boy to give you some amusement.

Nor a serving wench.

The kitchen staff has all been carefully selected.

My lovely highness.

I'm some pig.

Pig.

Ugh!

Ugh!

Oh!

Ah!

No!

Are you okay?

Craved you.

Your touch.

Your body to press against mine.

Ever since it was so long ago.

And I vowed I would have you.

I vowed you would take me again.

Now I have humiliated myself before you and you will take me.

Made me feel so.

You don't know what it's like being married to Claudius. His sickness, his

filthy touch.

Not even a man's.

Marcus.

I need you.

I don't mean that.

You've become a pathetic old whore.

Isn't the bitch you sleep with any better?

Go back to your Claudius.

You deserve each other.

In fact...

He may treat you much better when he learns of the truth.

You would not tell him.

The mountain, Your Highness, is like a royal trumpet greeting the championship

day.

What about... Vesuvius!

Volcanoes are not like men who shoot and then replenish themselves.

My lovely hyenas. When volcanoes are dead, they stay dead.

You're begging your pardon, but there's been some fear expressed.

Fear for the game. Fear, I detest fear. It's an emotion for the weak and feeble.

But the eruptions grow stronger.

The outskirts are already ablaze. We're not in the outskirts. We're in the very

center of Pompeii. It is said in the Temple of Jupiter a statue cried tears

salt. A cow gave birth to a calf with a human head.

I should like to see this cow.

Does it also give mothers milk?

Listen to him.

You too, my lovely highness.

Yes, my disgusting wife.

Did you give your charioteer the satisfaction he needed?