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CRASSUS: Ladies and gentlemen,what we are building here

will not just be another
luxury apartment block.

No, no, no.

Number one, the forum will standas an iconic and urban landmark

for centuries, if not
millennia, to come.

Mhm.

Clad entirely in marble,and situated in the vibrant

Aventine district, our spacioussuites let you experience life

in a multicultural,
mixed-income community

within the safety of a gatedcomplex with 24 hour security.

And despite some resistancefrom small-minded neighborhood

groups, our friends
in the Senate

have thankfully confirmedthat this development will

be a huge boost
to the local area,

and drastically improve
the quality of life

for local residents.

Whoa!

[thuds]

[gasps]

MAN: What was that?

Probably just some
plebs, mucking about.

[laughs] You know
what they're like.

Fuck, no.

[MUSIC - JULIAN, PROPHET, "WHEN IN ROME"]

[SINGING] Yeah!

When in Rome, do
as the Romans do.

Far from home, all I got is you.

This is so brutal, isn't it?

To lose your best
friend like that.

Yeah, thanks, he really is.

I actually meant me.

He was my best friend too.

At least we got each other, eh?

Yeah, at least there's that.

You want to cuddle?

No, thank you.

How you holding up, fella?

Oh, you know.

Come for eating.

Classic.

I did the same when me dog died.

Really stuffed my face.

Mostly with dog food, 'causeI had so much left over.

All right. any good?

No, it's revolting.

But it did make my
pubes thick and shiny.

Oh.

I might I give it a try.

Grumio?

What the hell is all this?

You told me to sort out aspread, so you're welcome.

I said nibbles.

Not whole rotisserie chickens.

You can nibble anything, mate.

And I thought I'd give
Stylax a proper sendoff.

It's what he would've wanted.

Hardly.

This is very much
what you wanted.

Any overlap is
pure coincidence.

Salut, boys.

Loving the venison.

The-- OK, terrific.

All right then,landlord, have to come in.

Oh, wouldn't have missed it.

Wanted to pay my respects.

Stylax is gone.

But he lives on in our hearts.

Well, thank you.

That's very kind.

And in the rental agreement.

So don't expect a discountjust because your flatmate

is, well, even flatter.

Of course not.
Why would I?

So sorry for your loss.

Flavia.

Ah, thanks for coming.

Not at all.

I love funerals.

It's where I met
three of my husbands.

And black is very
slimming, of course.

Right.

Well, I'm glad you're coping.

I'm not.

I'm deeply moved.

I mean, poor shredder,
that beautiful,

stupid, gorgeous, gormless face,crushed beyond recognition.

And how awful for you,copier, to lose your friend

and your job in one fell swoop.

My job?

What-- what?

Well, as a pair,
you were tolerable.

Shredder's smooth featuressoftened your jagged edges.

Without him by your
side, I'm afraid it's--

it's all too much.
- No.

No, no, no, no, no.

You can't do this.

I mean, what will
I do for money?

Don't ask me, copier.

Ask the vandals who
dropped a 10-ton slab

on that angelic face.

Forgive me for
earwigging, but you

met three husbands at funerals?

I did, yes.

Sorry, I don't
believe we've met.

[upbeat music]

[SINGING] Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh.

Stylax Eurisces, terrible.

Terrible.

What a tragic accident that was.

Well, it was a mistake,
rather than an accident.

And a very costly one.

So I strongly feel that I amowed some sort of compensation.

I see.

So what was yourrelationship to the deceased?

He was my best
friend and flatmate.

You do realize that
compensation would only

ever go to his next of kin?

And my father as well.

Father?

Yes.

That's what I said.

I'm Marcus Eurisces,
Stylax's son.

Now, is-- isn't
that weird, that you

didn't mention father first?

Yes, sorry.

We were such close
friends that I--

I sometimes forget.

Mhm.

Well, due to the ratherdramatic manner of his death,

the coroner struggled
to learn anything

from your father's body.

Well, I can tell you it.

But he does know thatStylax was between 25 and 28,

from his teeth.

He-- right, yes.

28.
[laughs]

Mm.

What does that make you then?

Well, I--

14?

Mhm?

I'm 14.

I have a hormone condition.

And the grief's put years on me.

Horse shit.

You're not 14, you liar.

You look more like 40.

All right, that's a bit--

You're just some chancer,trying to cash in.

Lubo?

OK, fine.

I'm not his son, all right?

But me and Stylax
had big plans, OK?

And he was always talkingabout being a millionaire, so--

I'd leave now if I were you.

My best friend, an
innocent man, has died.

OK?

And someone has to pay.
- Fine.

Well, I'll make
sure the builder who

dropped the slab gets fired.

No, I mean, pay money to me.

Show him out, Lubo.

OK, it's OK,
Lubo, I'm leaving.

[reggae music]

This is the living room.

Little balconette through there.

Oh, looks nice.

And that is the Grumio.

He's pretty much afixture there these days.

And this is the bedroom.

Which, as you know,
has just become vacant.

Great.

I'll just give the mattressa quick firmness test.

Thank you so much for tidyingup for these viewings, Grumio.

I can't be doing
housework, mate.

I'm knee deep in mourningfor Stylax over here.

Right.

And by mourning, you mean,generally slobbing about.

And really committing to it.

I'm officially going to seed.

[farts]

That one's for you, big man.

Some of us aren't ready
to replace you just yet.

I'm not replacing him, Grumio.

I'm just replacing
his rent money.

Especially not with
some bearded twat

who Stylax's hated.

What?That's not true, is it, buddy?

Well, no.

That's just the grief talking.

Buddy.

Yeah.

I'm going to check
out that balcony.

I know it's not ideal, OK?

But it's not like
we have any choice.

[knocking]

Who?

Hi, I'm Jason.

Oh, great.

Marcus.

Do come in.

Cheers then, Aurelius.

We'll be in touch.

Any idea when that'll be?

Because my mom hasalready packed my things.

Sorry.

Marcus?

Can I offer you
some water, Jason?

Oh, yeah, cheers.

Grumio, this is Jason.

He's uh, not
Aurelius, crucially.

Jason, this is Grumio, my slave.

All right.
Nice meat.

Thank you.
It's venison.

Oh.

So shall I give
you the tour then?

No, I'm all right.

What?

You don't want to see the room?

Uh, what do you mean?

The room, for rent.

Are you not here about
renting the room?

No.

I'm here about my job.

Well, I don't think we canhelp you with that, mate.

No, you can, actually.

Go back to Crassus's
construction

and just ask them
to give my job back.

I'm sorry.

Are you the guy who
dropped that slab?

Yeah, that's me.

Holy Joe.

- But it wasn't my fault.- Well, I'm taking that back.

Oh.

Look, I've done like,three shifts on the bows.

I don't give a shit.You killed our best friend.

Come on.

As a slave, you must know whatit's like to be overworked.

Yeah, not really, as it goes.

Look, it's my
boss's fault, really.

[laughs]

It's Crassus who's alwayslike, oh, fuck the harnesses.

Fuck the helmets and that.

The only reason he's
not been arrested

or anything is because he'sgiving bungs to senators.

It's him you want
to stick it on.

Yeah, go and stick it on them.

We're not taking advice
from some murdering

prat, thank you, Grumio.

Please, mate.

Look, help a brother out.

I'm stressed.

My girlfriend's gone ape shit.

I think I'm getting a cold sore.

Still better than beingsquashed by a slab of marble.

Yeah, you say that.

But that's quick, innit?

Cold sores really hang about.

Just get the hell out!

All right, no
need to get aggy.

It was nice meeting
you both, anyway.

[scoffs]

I liked him best of the two.

[reggae music]

MAN: Move this!

[reggae music]

Oh.

Hi.

Hey, it's Grumio, innit?

It's Jason.

Squashed your mate?

Ah, yeah.

Good to see you again.

Yeah, what're you up to?

I'm trying to go to seed.

But it's harder
than you'd think.

These vinos are well pricey.- Mm.

You?

I'm going to
surprise my girlfriend

with a bit of dinner, bottleof something nice, prove I'm

not a complete waster, you know?

Mm, right.

Because I were thinking, ifme and you went halfsies,

we could buy something punchyand get shitted in the park.

Yeah, all right,
let's do that.

Oh.

[reggae music]

Mr. Crassus,
hello, it's me again.

Oh, it's the
hormonal 14-year-old.

Shouldn't you be in school?[laughs]

You're the one who needsto go to school, mate,

to learn about
corporate corruption.

Step on it, chaps.

Lose the pleb.

[grunts]

CRASSUS: Uh, right!

And turn!

What are you playing
at, you loony?

I know you preach healthand safety guidelines.

Get out of my sedan, boy, now.

And that you've
been bunging senators.

Grow up.
You don't know dick.

Oh-ho-ho!

Try me.

I got a whistleblower, buddy.

And if you don't compensateme for my friend's death,

he will blow that
whistle so loud you

will shit your purple pants.

You've got a nerve
boy, haven't you?

Oh!

That is rich, coming froma dirty, low-life criminal.

How would you
like to work for me?

Hey-- sorry.

What?

I don't give people
handouts, Marcus.

But I might give them a hand up.

If they've got balls.

And if, like you, they'restubborn little weasels

who'll sell their mother'skidneys just to get ahead.

Uh, thank you?

If you want my money,
you have to earn it.

Starting salary, 500 a month.

What do you say?

A job?

Yeah.

Are you yanking my plank?

I thought you were
after compensation.

And I got it.

Sort of.

You know, it just takes
the form of a salary.

Ah, that is so
typical of you, that is.

First flash of cash and
you drop your cacks.

It's a bloody outrage,
isn't it, Jas?

Yeah, be careful, I would.

That Crassus is
one shady bastard.

I'm sorry, what
is Jas doing here?

I ran into him
down there after,

and we've been hanging out.

He's a top man.

He killed Stylax.

Oh, we still on that, are we?

It weren't him.

It were that shitbag
you were working for.

Yeah, well, that shitbagis going to be paying

our rent from now on, Grumio.

Well, I think that's
disgusting, actually.

I don't care what you think.

You don't contribute anything.

You are just a sponge.

Sponging up all my hard work.

In fact, you're worse.

Sponges actually
do the washing up.

I've told you,
I'm going to seed.

Yeah, well, not under
my roof, you're not.

I see.

Jas, please may I
crash at your gaff?

Well, it's my
girlfriend's gaff.

But yeah, sure.

And I'm in.

Fine.

Get out then.

Go and waste someone
else's space.

I will.

And I'm taking this with me.

[reggae music]

Here, let me get
that for you, buddy.

Can't have you turning up latefor your first day, can we?

OK.

Well, cheers, Aurelius.

OK.

Oh, I put a packed lunch
in your bag, by the way.

Sarnie salad, mini quiche.

- You didn't need to do that.- An apple.

No, I know.

It was just to say thanksfor letting me move in.

OK, well, thanks for
paying half the rent.

Hey, my pleasure.

Any idea what timeyou'll be home them, bud?

- Nah, not really.
- No.

Hopefully not too late.

Ha-ha.

Good luck then, buddy.

Love you.

[reggae music]

Let's get you cleaned up.

[SINGING] Ooh, ooh, ooh.

CRASSUS: So that's a list ofall my buildings in the city.

Right.

Wow.

Well done.

Your job is to
go around and clear

out any rubbish you find there.

Rubbish?

What sort of rubbish?

Squatters.

Defaulters.
Over-stayers.

Ah.

OK.

You mean human rubbish.

Exactly.

Sweep 'em up, tip 'em out.

Yes, I just didn't
realize my job

would involve evicting people.

Rubbish people.

Pond life, mostly.

It's their fault for not
having their own house

in the first place.

I mean, why can't peoplebe more like Myrtle here?

I mean, she had the
good sense to be

born with a house on her back.

Yeah, not sure turtleschoose to do that, really.

CRASSUS: See, bottom
line is, Marcus,

if my buildings are full ofrubbish, I can't develop them.

And if I can't developthem, we don't make money.

And that's why we're here.

[laughs]

Yeah.

You see, I've got thisnew wife who's got a thing

for having dinner parties.

Which is almost as costly asmy thing for having new wives.

Now, if you're not up tothis, I need to know now.

No.
No, I am.

Definitely.

I will clear out that
rubbish like a big bin.

Right.

Well, off you jolly
well trot then.

And take a hanky
with you, will you.

What for?

You'll see.

[reggae music]

Oh!

[reggae music]

Oy!

[laughter]

Hit him!

Bastard!

[reggae music]

Oy, you!

[screams]

Dickhead!

[reggae music]

[sniffs]

[gags]

GRUMIO: Well, look who it is.

Grumio?

Hanging around in public
toilets now, are you?

Kind of.

We're living in
public toilets now.

Specifically, this one.

Wow.

You really have gone to seed.

I told you I were committed.

What happened to crashingat his girlfriend's?

Yeah, it didn't
work out, sadly.

Me and her split up.

So me and her I had
to split up and all.

But it's better here anyway.

If I want to wee in the
night, I just roll over.

Yeah, and we're
going to be making

some serious coin working here.

It's perfect.

Working?

Ah, you rent boys already?

No, we're freelance
toilet attendants.

I tell you what,
have a little wee,

and I'll give you
the full service.

I don't actually need a wee.

A little poo then?

I don't need a poo either.

What are you doing here then,if you don't need a little wee

and you don't need a little poo?

I'm actually
here to evict you.

Oh?

Sorry about that.

This place is owned
by Crassus, and has

strong redevelopment potential.

Wow.

This is a new low.

Says the man
living in a toilet.

'Cept I'm not, am I?

'Cause you're slinging us out.

You got half an hour.

If Stylax could see you now.

Now where we going to sleep?

Not where we're
going to sleep,

Grumio, But who are
we going to sleep.

With.

[electronic music]

[SINGING] Yeah, yeah!

Now, me feel specialwhen I see you move, ooh.

Get all closer and
your skin so smooth.

[laughter]

[SINGING] Going to
speak the truth.

Come on let me
see you cut loose.

Throw the hands in the air.

You got to party like
we're at the fun fair.

So are you going to
buy me a drink then?

Nah, this place is shit.

Why don't we go somewherewhere we can try

out my range of scented soaps?

Sounds good.

Your place or mine?

Yours.

Definitely yours.

Game on, we got one.

Boom.

Sorry, who's this now?

Oh, this is Grumio.

We kind of come as a package.

Oh no, I ain't into that.

No, no, no, not
like a three way.

He'll probably just sleep.

I can sleep through anything.

He can.

Like, we've been
living in this toilet.

And he stayed asleep
once when a man

did diarrhea next to his head.

Yeah, that doesn't
make this any better.

Oh, it'd only be
like, a one-night thing.

I'll hook up with
someone else tomorrow.

[indistinct chatter]

[door shuts]

Hi, Aurelius.

Good evening.

Oh.

You've made dinner.

Hours ago.

It's probably ruined by now.

Sorry.

Work went on a bit.

That's fine.

It's just that you did sayyou wouldn't be home too late.

Well, I think
I said hopefully.

Well, hopefully thefood will still be edible.

So how was your day then, buddy?

You know, it was quite
stressful, actually.

Sorry, is that Stylax's tunic?

Yes.

I found it under his bed.

It's a pretty good
fit, actually.

Uh, I wish you'd asked
me before you did that.

Well, how can I when
you're home so late?

It's just a bit creepy.

Not much of it, fine.

I'll take it off then.

Tell me that is
not his loincloth.

Fine, I'll take
that off as well.

No, leave it on.

Leave it on, take it off.

Honestly, I can't keep
up with you, Marcus.

It's just clothes.

Stylax is gone.

I'm here instead.

And I've made a
salmon tray bake.

You need to get yourpriorities straight, bud.

Yeah, you're right.

Great.

I guess I'll eat
it on my own then.

Huh?

All right, Davus.

What's going on, Marcus?

You don't know where
Grumio is, do you?

Yeah, I do.

He's in there.

What?

He's in the kennel?

Yeah, he needed
somewhere to stay

and my dead dog
weren't using it.

Grumio?

What you want?

To say sorry, for
being a selfish prick.

And to ask you to come home.

I thought maybe from now on,we could go to seed together.

I reckon I've gone a bittoo seedy, if anything.

I ate me dinner
out of a dog bowl.

What?

Why did you do that?

Well, you know, when in Rome.

[laughs]

What about fancy
pants new job then?

Yeah, it's a bit more spittyand pissy than I'd hoped.

I'm going to quit.

Just tell Crassus to forget it.

Well, forget it?

He killed Stylax.

You can't just forget it.

Yeah, I reckon we
should do him over.

OK, that's--

I didn't even know
you were in there.

Yeah, bang on.

We should do him over.
- Right.

And what does that
actually mean?

It means, like, taking
back what he owes us.

Or taking a dump on his desk.

Like rough justice, basically.

You work with the guy.

Can't you come up with somedead sneaky inside job?

Which is still simple
enough to be performed

by people who live in a kennel?

Ideally.

Hmm.

OK.

Here's an idea.

So-- Crassus has got
this new trophy wife

who keeps throwing parties.

JASON: So we kidnap
her and cut off

her fingers till he pays up.MARCUS: No.

What?
I haven't finished.

Now, I happen to know
that she's throwing

a dinner party tonight.

GRUMIO: Cool,
what're they serving?

MARCUS: It is completely
irrelevant, Grumio.

The point is, Crassus
will be distracted.

So when I turn up and tell himI need more eviction notices,

rather than go and
get them for me,

he'll send me off to his study.

But I'll go through
the back door

and let you guys in instead.

JASON: And then we
torch the place.

MARCUS: No.

Then we go and stealsome of the mega valuable

art he's got everywhere.

JASON: Yes, of course, art.

MARCUS: I mean, do we reallyneed to bring this guy with us?

GRUMIO: Yeah, we do.

Me and him come as a
package these days.

And bingo.

GRUMIO: What is it?

The mother lode.

Right.

You two, grab an end each.

There's no end to grab.

What do you mean?

It's one of them bitty ones.

Oh, shit.

It's a bloody mosaic.

So's this one.

They're all stuck down.

The prick's got
burglar-proof art.

Maybe we should
torch the place.

Stop trying to torch things.

He's got liftable stuff as well.I've seen it.

OK, nice.

I'll go and have a nosy.

Yeah.

Keep the noise down, maybe?

OK.

We and try and Jimmy it off.

With what?

Our box of chisels?

No, with our fingernails.

I let mine grow long
when I went to seed.

Why would you start there?

Force of habit.

Ah, one down.

We'll have to put
it all back together.

That's all right,
you're ace at puzzles.

I've never done
one on this scale.

Maybe keep all the
colors separate.

Oh, and another one!

Oh-hoo!

What the fuck
are you playing at?

Hey, Crassus.

How's the dinner party going?

Are you defacing my mosaic?

What?

No.

Well, I guess we are, but--

We're knicking it.

Because you owe us for
killing our best mate,

you nasty bastard.

Shut up, you whiny bitch.

I don't owe you diddly shit.

Yeah, OK, plebs die sometimes.

So what?

Boo-bloody-hoo.

That's just what happens
when the grown ups

are building civilizations.

Hey, I didn't get where Iam by being sentimental.

Case in point, you're fired.

Yes, I thought I might be.

Oi, oi, look what I found.

Hey, no, no, no, no.

No, no, put her down.

Oh, that's interesting.

I thought you
weren't sentimental.

No, that's different.

No, come on.

Myrtle's 100 years
old, for fuck's sake.

Oh, is she now?

Hello, deary.

Can you hear me all right?

I should warn you, this isa man of proven clumsiness.

That's true.

I mean, who knows
what might happen?

I could, whoa-- whoa.

Or maybe, ah.

Or even, mm.

Oh, please, kid, be careful.

Actually, how would that work?

Would I have to
unshell her first?

No, stop!

Please, put her down.

I'll give you anything you want.

Cash.

Bucket loads of
sweet, sweet cash.

I don't carry liquid assets.

All my money's tied
up in property.

That's fine.

We also accept property.

On reflection, we probablyshould have specified

which property we wanted.

Why?

This is the best one.

We've hit the jackpot, mate.

Plus you said it had strongredevelopment potential.

Yeah, well, I
was lying, Grumio.

It doesn't even
make a nice toilet.

I mean, it could make
a banging wine bar.

Ooh, yes.

A wine bar.

We should have a wine bar.

That's what Stylaxwould've wanted, isn't it?

Yeah.

Well, as an idea,
it's quite stupid

and utterly unresearched.

So yes, it is.

Well, could work, actually.

A bar there, kitchen
through there.

Yes, toilets there.

Uh, no.

We should probably move those.

There should be nuts.

Loads of nuts.
And crisps.

Yeah, and music.

We need music.

Name wise, I'mthinking something classy

like, World of Wine.

Or maybe Shithole.

I like Grumio's Bar.

OK, well, some
different ideas there.

So we'll come back to that.

[reggae music]

[SINGING] All right.

Woo, woo, woo, woo,
woo, woo, woo, yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

Hey!

Two!

Ah!

I came I saw, I conquered.

I came, I saw, I conquered.

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

I came, I saw, I conquered.

Can I conquer you?

Got to believe me.

I came, I saw, I conquered.

I came, I saw, I conquered.

I came, I saw, I conquered.

Can I conquer you?

Oh yeah.

Can I conquer?

I gotta conquer?

I need to conquer you, you, you.

Baby.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

Ah, ah, ah, ah--