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Brodius Caesar. Hail, oh great queen.

Hail.

I thought this meeting, Julius Caesar, to talk about a matter very close to my

heart, but where we cannot be overheard.

Go.

Leave us, all of you.

Now, Cleopatra, what's this all about?

There's no one here except Ndula. I want you to have someone kill my cousin

Ptolemy. Surely you must be joking. This faction would rouse the rabble against

you and the Roman occupying forces.

But, but Caesar.

Please Caesar, don't go away.

But why on earth do you want him dead?

He's too ambitious.

He wants the throne of Egypt all for himself.

That won't happen as long as I'm here.

Oh, please, Caesar, don't leave me in the clutches of this villain.

Don't worry.

I'll have my black slave Nula watch over you.

He's a great witch doctor.

He's an adept in the magic arts.

And his hands give off a power of healing that tempers the spirit and

the body.

I always submit to his ministrations before and after every battle.

He gives me strength.

You do?

Yes.

Thank you.

You can stop dancing. You two, come here.

Come on.

Both of us?

You think I can't make it? Okay.

I'll show you. Come on.

Yeah,

like that.

Oh, yeah,

like that.

Oh, that's good.

So good?

Oh, you are so wet.

Uh -huh.

Aww.

Wow.

Yes, why?

Oh yeah.

Oh, so good.

Magic.

Magic.

Oh. Oh.

Mm.

Oh, now I can feel you.

much longer.

The political situation in Rome makes my presence there absolutely essential.

Do you understand?

Yes, sir.

But I want you to come with me to Rome. I want you to see my city. It's

magnificent.

I will come.

You promise?

Certainly, Caesar.

One day, Rome will be yours, Epitavius, and I expect a lot from you.

First of all, I expect you to have the interest of the citizens at heart.

Glory, wealth, and power take second place.

Put aside unscrupulous advisors and trust to your own common sense.

Don't put a show of tyrants.

Even you, Brutus, my son.

What have they done?

What have they done to you?

Hail,

Mark Antony. Hail.

What time? What decadence?

Rome is in a shocking state.

Where are the austerity and gravity of the Republic, of the Sons of the She

-Wolf? Come on, Cicero.

Get to the point.

Last night, Caesar asked me to tell you to call on him at his villa on Aurelia

this morning.

Since when does Caesar live out in the Aurelia?

Don't you keep up with Roman scandal anymore, Mark Antony.

He's been living out there for some time now. What are you talking about?

Living with the Egyptians.

What do you mean? What Egyptian woman?

Go find out for yourself.

Hail Mark Antony. Hail.

Terrible time.

Terrible time.

Oh wow.

Guess I better go look for myself.

You must be Mark Anthony.

That's right.

Caesar told me about your career.

I never thought you'd be so young.

Never too young to serve Caesar.

In one who could arrive at the pinnacle of power, such modesty is most becoming.

Power is like a pretty woman.

You have to win it, and when you do, it's likely to betray you. Where's

They came for him, and he left with them.

He said to join him at the Pompeii bath.

Fine. But don't you go.

Stay here a while.

No, I have to leave.

You're Caesar's woman, madam.

Oh, you're that loyal to him.

No, no, no.

What's going to happen now that Caesar's dead?

What's going to be of the Senate?

Anthony's coming.

Let's hear what he thinks. Of course. In any case, we just can't stay here

sitting around doing nothing. He knows what to do.

What a disgrace.

Yeah, we really didn't need it.

This is a terrible situation. Hail Anthony.

Hail Senators.

Have you heard?

What?

What? You haven't heard?

There's been a murder.

Caesar's dead.

Oh, no.

Where are they going?

I think the best thing is to stay calm. Yes, it's the best thing to do. First

thing we have to do is to call Cleopatra and tell her to go back to Egypt.

We have to talk to her immediately.

Everything is ready for your departure, oh queen.

Farewell, Rome.

Unnatural mother.

Who kills her own most worthy and most brilliant sons.

Thank you.

That's my boy.

Wine, women, and what?

No song?

Well, that's one thing that shows improvement.

The only thing, little brother.

It's because I love beauty. I'm an esthete, didn't you know?

Oh, but of course.

All of Rome knows just how aesthetic you are, little brother. Indeed. Have I

chosen my playmates well? Oh, excellently.

You've shown exquisite taste.

Please accept my sincere compliments.

Oh, how sweet of you to be so kind.

Oh, I'm not trying to flatter you, Octavian.

It's the truth.

But surely you must have more important things to do today.

Mm -hmm.

Isn't that true, Octavian?

Oh, yes.

I guess so, of course.

Well, I'd better be going.

Hail.

Hail. Okay.

One, two, three, say, the rest of you may go.

Anthony, dear boy, I must confess I'm worried.

Now that Caesar is, um, no more, I fear there may be a revolt in Egypt.

So I think you ought to go there to keep things in order.

We need that grain, you know, it's important.

Well, it's an idea worth considering.

Mm -hmm.

And, uh, don't worry about your wife, Octavia. I'll see that she doesn't make

any fuck. You know what I mean?

Very well, Octavian. You handle her.

And I'll go.

Thanks. I will. He's the only one who might keep that crazy Egyptian in her

place. True, true.

I agree as well.

No. No.

Okay.

I love

you.

Are you ready for me to unveil the secret of love for you, cousin?

What I really want is to get laid at last.

How down to earth? All right, undress me, you ask for it.

Don't be afraid.

Don't be afraid.

Come, cousin.

Now you will follow my lead.

Let me be alone.

Mom!

Ah.

Oh, God.

Come in.

Come in.

My brother Octavian told me that he's sending you to Egypt, darling.

Is it true?

I'm afraid so, my love.

Then what shall I do all alone here in Rome?

Don't worry, treasure.

I won't be away long. My little pet.

Don't forget your little Octavia. And don't let that Egyptian bitch get her

claws into you.

Oh, for now.

Oh, yes.

Tell me you like it.

Tell me you like it.

oh oh oh

Oh.

Aww.

I was not to be disturbed on any account.

If the matter is not vitally important, it's off with your head, Cords. It's

vital, Divine One. Roman ships have been sighted. They're flying Anthony's flag.

Oh, that bastard has come to get a slice of the world.

Oh, Cords.

Put the army on standby.

Oh, no.

Against Rome, our soldiers would be like, like shot before the wind.

I have more subtle weapons.

The wiles of a woman.

Hail Cleopatra, Queen of Egypt.

May Isis watch over you, Anthony. To what do I owe the pleasure of your

Rome needs grain, and I've come to arrange for a regular supply. Egypt and

queen welcome you, Anthony.

Please be my guest in the palace for as long as you wish.

And what about my men?

Where will they camp?

They can camp outside the city.

Don't worry, Anthony.

I've made my cousin Ptolemy personally responsible for your stay here and

safety. But you must be tired now after such a long voyage.

I'll expect you later in my room for a chat.

Go on and refresh yourself.

Hail, Cleopatra. And to you, Ptolemy.

No, ma 'am.

You're as beautiful as a goddess.

Do you think flattery will bring the price of our grain down?

What do you mean?

My informers tell me that you asked Octavian for the governship of Africa.

Yes, that's right, I did.

Why didn't you ask for Gaul?

It's the richest province.

Here there is a treasure that has no equal anywhere in the world.

You.

Are you trying to tell me that the most powerful man in Rome would give up an

empire for the favors of a woman?

From the first moment I saw you, I've never stopped dreaming of the moment

you would be mine,

Cleopatra.

So that's why you came at the head of an army.

You were afraid that I would refuse your love.

To make you mine, I would have put the whole of Egypt to fire and sword.

Really? Am I to consider myself a piece of loot?

Or what?

I'd rather it be love, Cleopatra, that joins us, not force.

Then let our battle be joined on the bed.

Oh.

Thank you.

Man, no.

You sent for me?

Yes, I need your services.

Your slightest whim is in order for me, Ptolemy.

Good. So get rid of that Roman. That's not going to be easy.

He's the Roman ambassador.

If anything should happen to him while he's your guest, it could mean the

unleashing of a war.

Why do you think I've not done the job already with my own hands?

In politics, jealousy is always a bad counselor.

But sometimes it can prove a good ally.

Have you something in mind?

Leave it to me, O Divine One.

I know Anthony well, and I'll exploit his weaknesses in your favor.

Hail, Mark Antony.

Hail. Well, what is it?

What news from Rome?

Octavian requires me to tell you that he and the Senate are most dissatisfied

with your administration of Egypt.

And all Rome is shocked by your relationship with the Queen, Cleopatra.

Fuck you and the Senate, Octavian. Understood.

I will refer your reply to the authorities of Rome, Mark Antony.

Hail.

This is unheard of.

Incredible.

He's married her.

There, there, Octavia.

Don't waste your tears on him. He's not worth it. You can marry somebody else.

Don't worry about it. You know what I mean? Can I marry my slave girl?

Oh, I suppose so. You want to marry your slave girl? Marry her. And may all your

troubles be little ones.

Come on. Let's get married.

Now you, Octavian, must attack Mark Antony in the name of the Senate and the

people of Rome.

You take the words right out of my mouth. A man who blithely betrays a

wife would equally blithely betray his country.

It's clear.

Someone tried to kill me, Cleopatra. Is it you who wants me dead?

I confess.

Yes, I want you to die.

But from pleasure in my embrace.

If you cannot believe my innocence, bury your sword in my vitals.

If you can, sheath it.

Come down, Anthony.

It'll be a nice show.

So go on. Yeah.

Yeah.

Bye.

Yeah. Come on. You're nothing but a whore.

Bitch in heat.

Yeah, come on. Fuck it all.

Yeah. Fuck it all.

Oh, yeah.

audience, don't you?

Yeah, come on.

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

swallowing.

reaches the Egyptian coast, there will be no escape for Mark Anthony.

He will be forced to surrender.

Of course, Octavian. You're quite right.

If, however, he decides to fight, we'll wipe the floor with him.

We'll wipe his army out. All those who dare to oppose the might of Rome and do

not bend to her will get what they deserve.

Even though I have to admit that I hate using force in this case, you know.

Octavian's ships are getting closer to shore, Mark Anthon. You must come at

or the battle is lost before it even starts. And you'll have to go to Rome in

chains.

Oh, Amun -Ra, lord of the skies, the earth and its waters.

Defend us from the Roman invaders.

Clear our land and our sea of them. Let the enemy ships be swallowed up by the

wild waves of a tempestuous sea.

Give us your divine protection to our Cleopatra and to us, her people. Above

all, grant peaceful death and a happy old age to me.

It's all over, Anthony.

Octavian has won.

He's on his way to the palace now.

To make us his prisoners.

I know.