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The Governor wants these
trade routes re-opened.

These rebel Celts need to be
dealt with once and for all.

This entire territory
requires a clear

and well-defined message.

Yes, Tribune Corvus.

No!

Kill them.

Kill them all.

Ah!

Useless!

You've dragged me from a perfectly
adequate brothel for this?

What Caesar saw in this
hell hole, I'll never know.

These Thracians are
far too costly to feed.

They're
always maiming the guards.

I'm looking for
something new, Bellator,

something fresh.

They call him The Celt.

They say his people
were horsemen

and that he is the last of them.

Celt! Celt! Celt!

Wasted out here in the provinces,
wouldn't you say, Master?

Make way!
Make way!

Off! Off the road!
Off!

Off the road!

Make way for your betters!

Move it, scum!

Clear
the way there!

Move!

The horse.

Back in line, slave!

The horse is in pain,
you ignorant pig!

Stop!

Let him help the horse.

Yes, My Lady.

Easy. Easy, boy-

Put pressure on the
top of the leg here,

so he doesn't feel
the pain when I move him.

I'm sorry,
My Lady. He's a savage.

Get up!

Harness another horse.

Why would the brute do that?

Because it was the
kindest thing to do.

Come.

Thank you.

Go on!

A whole year in Rome and I
never saw you look at any man

the way you looked
at that slave.

I can't believe he had
the strength to do that.

Didn't you see his muscles?

That's not what I meant.

Really?

Oh, please...

Look. There it is.

We're home.

Driver, what is it?

The Vinalia, My Lady.

The streets are blocked.
Drunkards everywhere.

What?
Come on.

My Lady?

My Lady!

We'll meet you
back at the villa.

My Lady!

I remember every statue,
every street corner.

Does it make you miss Rome?

It makes me forget it.

Cassia, oh,
it's so good to see you.

But how are you here? We weren't
expecting you until after Vinalia.

I couldn't bear to spend
another day in Rome.

Too many arrogant men

who flatter you
with their presence.

It sounds like my baby
is no longer a child.

Father, are you crying?
Shh.

Tell no one.

Or I'll never haggle
a decent price again.

We missed you.

Juno's tit! Is this
all your luggage?

What have you done, purchase
the entire city of Rome?

Did you meet anyone there?

Nobody worth talking
about in Pompeii.

Well, not to worry.

I think your father has informed

every unmarried man in
the city of your return.

Oh, no. Really?

Now, come on. I want to
hear everything about Rome.

I've missed you.

Welcome to
your new home, savages.

Keep walking!

Stop!

Unlock them.

Feed these animals.

Vires!

Oh, I missed you.

I missed you. Hello.

He's pleased to
see you, My Lady.

And I can see he's
been in good hands.

Thank you, Felix.

And I'll have Vires ready
for you first thing tomorrow.

I'll exercise him
myself tonight.

Thank you.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Atticus...

I think that's The Celt.

Which Celt?

The Celt.

They say that Celt
is faster even than you.

They always say that.

He wants to know
your name, Celt.

He wants the name of the man
who killed his brother.

He wants to know my name?

Two wine rations
on the big Thracian.

Two wine rations. Done.

Explain.

He did not start it.
He was trying to eat.

Bellator!

Your purpose is to care
for these men, is it not?

Having them bite pieces
from one another

is of no value if no one
is paying to see it.

I'm sorry, Master Graecus.

That one is done.

This one...

Can be repaired.

And the next time, Bellator,
it will be at your cost.

I'll remember you, Celt.

Open the gate!

Close it!

You owe me two
wine rations, Celt.

Thirsty? Okay.

What's wrong?

Vires!

Vires!

Wake up, scum.

On your feet.

Relax.

If I was going
to kill you, Celt...

I would have done it already.

What is your name?

We will have to
speak at some point.

No, we don't.

What we have to do is kill
each other at some point.

So my name's my own, I have no
interest in learning yours.

Everyone out!

Move!

You're getting old, Atticus.

Plenty of young flesh out here just
aching to take apart a champion.

When I win in the arena
tomorrow, I'm a free man.

It's Roman law.

And there's nothing
you can do about it.

Atticus, my champion,

tomorrow you have the honor
of closing the games.

First,

let us see if I have
found an opponent

worthy of you.

Now...

Who's the poor bastard who
has to die for my freedom?

Unlucky, Celt.

Very unlucky.

But I'm going to
take it easy on you.

Give you a fighting
chance for tomorrow.

You may have earned
your reputation,

but not fighting against
a gladiator like me.

You made that
a little too obvious.

Did I make that too obvious?

Bellator!

Get away!

Get out of the way!
Get up, scum!

Back to work!

Why did you save my life?

No gladiator should die
from a blade to the back.

When you die, the blow
will come from the front.

I promise it will be tomorrow.

And it will come from my hand.

Well, I can make
you a better promise.

When the time comes,

your death will be quick.

And it will come from my hand.

Don't worry. Your plan is
nothing short of brilliance.

Only a mad man would advise the
Emperor against investing.

Well, let us hope that the
Emperor has not sent us one.

Keep up in time.

Senator,

do forgive us for not being able
to receive you at the harbor.

Severus, you're a busy man.
I understand entirely.

Besides, if I had a wife
as beautiful as yours,

I'd be in no hurry to
forsake her company.

I am Senator
Quintas Attius Corvus.

May the gods grace me to
bless your kind hospitality.

You're most welcome, Senator.

So, Senator, tell us
the news from Rome.

How does the new
emperor, Titus, fare?

The "new" emperor?

The new emperor,
Titus, fares well.

His father, Vespasian,
was loved by his people,

and they continue
that love for his son.

As the gods demand?
Indeed.

Severus, I have
a question for you.

On my journey from the harbor,

I noticed some of your townsfolk

turned their backs towards me.

There wouldn't be some kind
of problem, would there?

Some local resentment
against Rome?

No. Nothing of the sort.

A tiny...

A miniscule minority
of opposition to our plans.

But our new construction

will provide the people
with a new aqueduct,

better sanitation,
bigger bath houses,

a new arena.

A whole new Pompeii.

What was all that
about the new emperor?

He's a politician.

Be careful what you say to him.

Do you think we can
do business with him?

He wouldn't be here if the
Emperor wasn't interested.

Why would father invite a
Roman senator into our home?

How could you
allow such a thing?

If we want Rome's rich
to spend their money here,

we must keep up with
what they demand.

What they demand?

Does father have any idea what's
going on in Rome right now?

Since Titus took power,
everything has changed.

Every crooked man now has
the ear of the Emperor.

And they assume that they
can take whatever they want.

Cassia, why did you
come home early?

What happened in Rome?

I'd simply had my fill of it.

Mother, is that Vires?

Whoa. Whoa.
Easy! Easy!

Vires, what are
you doing out here?

Where's Felix?

I heard tomorrow
is your last fight.

That's right.

After I kill you, they
will give me my freedom.

They won't do it.

Not while your arm's
still strong.

Freedom is Rome's promise.

You trust them to
keep that promise?

I trust their law.

There's only one
freedom for a gladiator.

When you die in that arena,

you die unconquered.

And you spit in the eye of Rome.

Then this is your future.

And you die a slave.

But not me.

Tomorrow, Rome will make
good on its promise.

You, unfortunately, will not be
alive to see that I am right.

So sure?

Today you showed me
your weaknesses.

Your left arm is weaker
than your right.

So you protect your ribs
at the expense of your neck.

And you should learn
how to thrust

when you're shifting your weight

and stop favoring a high guard.

It would make you
less predictable.

This one.

That one.

Mmm...

These two.

On your feet, slaves.

All right.

You, here.

You, barbarian, here!

Both excellent fighters.

One, a champion,

and the other, tried and
proven in the provinces.

I want to see him from behind.

Why so serious?

Not so bad for a night's work.

Firm.

But what of his weaponry?

That is an inspection
you'll have to pay for.

And this
will be the new arena,

specifically designed
for chariot races.

Yes.

Very detailed, Severus.

But I don't believe
that this project

is really suitable for
an Imperial investment.

These dalliances
in the countryside

hold very little interest
for the Emperor.

I was led to understand...

No. No. Unfortunately,
the Emperor's vision

for the future is
firmly fixed on Rome.

I, however, am
interested in investing.

Good.

Have the pledges drawn up.

You'll have my mark on them tomorrow.
After your games.

I do believe
a drink is in order.

Of course. Shall we
join our guests?

Perhaps your daughter
can bring it.

My daughter?

Look over there.

The slave who can
talk to horses.

He is a fine specimen.

Well, you can't deny it.

Turn around.

Ah, Cassia.

May I impose upon
you for a moment?

Your presence
has been requested.

Yes, of course, Father.

You will need this.
It is not for you.

Cassia, may I introduce...

Senator Corvus.

Lady Cassia.

My, how I have missed you.

You are exquisite.

Senator Corvus,
I don't know what to say.

For me? How kind.

You two have met?

Severus, you're still here.

I did not know
you knew my daughter.

Then you should hear
the whole story.

Tomorrow in the arena
when I sign your pledges.

Thank you.

Marcus?

The Senator and Cassia
have already met, in Rome.

Then she requires a chaperone.

She survived a year
in Rome without us.

I'm sure she can survive
10 minutes on our balcony.

In Rome, I thought
we had an understanding.

No. You had
an understanding.

One for which
I gave you no cause.

Your mere presence
gives me cause, My Lady.

A beauty such as
yours has no place

in a holiday resort like this.

Surely, a creature such as you

can have no home
but in the Eternal City.

Senator, I have no intention
of returning to Rome.

And if you were
to return as my wife?

Your wife?

You may consider
it a compliment.

Senator Corvus, I believe
you have mistaken me

for the kind of woman who drapes
herself across your lap in Rome.

I have no wish
to become your wife.

A spirited refusal.

I would have expected
nothing less.

Enjoy the remains of the Vinalia, Senator.
Good night.

Is this normal?

It is the mountain. It
grumbles from time to time.

Bring this man.
I need him.

MY Lady...
Now!

My Lady, it's Vires!

Please, before
he injures himself.

I have to go in alone.

No.

Let him.

My Lady, he's a savage.

Let him.

Easy!

My Lady, he's not safe.

Move.

Wait outside.

How did you do that?

I asked him.

You could ride before
you were a gladiator?

I could ride before
I could walk.

My people were horsemen.

"Were" horsemen?

My family were butchered
by the Romans.

I'm so sorry.
"Sorry"?

What would a Roman
know of such things?

I am not a Roman.
I'm a citizen of Pompeii.

Then why do I see Rome's
eagle everywhere I turn?

I'm no part of that.

After a year in Rome, I hoped
never to see that eagle again.

And yet, here it is, thrust
into the soil outside my home.

My father believes that he can
bargain with those animals.

My father...

He would have killed
every last one of them.

My Lady?

If they catch you up
there they'll punish you.

My Lady?

My Lady,
is everything all right?

Wait! Come back!

Come back!

What's wrong?

If they catch you
up here with me...

I'll tell them it was my choice.

There they are!

I have to take you back.

No. You go
and leave me here.

If you ride you have a chance.

A chance at what?
At freedom.

But at what cost to you?

Tell the guards I brought
you here by force.

The blame is mine.

Get him off that horse!

it wasn't his fault. The horse bolted.
It was out of control.

Senator, please.
This slave saved my life.

He does not deserve this.

Lady Cassia, you were unharmed?

I'm perfectly all right.

If I were to spare
the life of this slave,

what would it be worth to you?

Senator?

I believe you understand
the question, my dear.

I would be grateful
for your mercy.

Well...

This is your lucky day, slave.

The Lady Cassia
has saved your life.

Who owns this slave?

I do, Senator.

Then I suggest you punish
it and then remove it.

Fifteen lashes should suffice.

After all, mercy is a virtue.

Father, you have to stop this.

There's nothing
I can do about it.

You saved his life.

Content yourself with that.

Senator Corvus requires
a service of you.

Of me?

This gladiator.

What do you have planned
for him tomorrow?

He fights last.

Single combat
against my champion.

No.

He fights first.

And he dies first.

Fifteen lashes and
he didn't make a sound.

I could have prevented this.

I don't know
what I was thinking.

That he made you feel alive?

He made me feel safe.

A man like that does not
deserve to die in the arena.

This is not your fault, Cassia.

He has caught
the Senator's wrath.

I thought that,

in leaving Rome, that man
would forget about me

and turn his attentions toward
some other poor victim.

I saw a look in that man's
eye tonight, Ariadne.

The same look I saw in Rome.

But the Senator
never laid a hand on you.

Only because I left
Rome before he could.

Now Rome has followed
us back to Pompeii

to turn the world inside out.

You certainly know
how to prepare for a battle.

I hope she was worth it.

A terrible waste of good wine.

Can you feel that?

It is the gods.

They have a plan for us all.

Perhaps.

What do you mean?

Tonight I saw the man
who killed my whole family.

Perhaps the gods
spared me for a reason.

The Romans took my
family from me 20 years ago.

At night I try and remember
their faces, but I cannot.

But I know one day, the gods
will bring me to them again.

My name is Milo.

Atticus.

You, that tunnel.

Send The Celt into that tunnel.

I thought he was
to fight Atticus.

You're being given
new instructions.

Yes, Master.

And Atticus?

He'll fight single
combat as billed.

Put him with the big Spartan.

He'll give the audience
a good show.

And Atticus will beat him
and win his freedom.

Is that really what the
audience will want to see?

What are you saying?

Don't you think
they'd rather see

a gladiator meeting
death rather than life?

Especially a death
as glorious as his?

Stop.

You.

That way.

You too, barbarian.

Senator Corvus.

Lady Cassia.

Come sit beside me.

Give me the benefit
of your wisdom.

Do YOU enjoy the sports?

Men killing each other for our
amusement is not a sport.

Everywhere. All new.

I don't have time for this, Graecus.
What are you suggesting?

That we cancel the games?

Of course not.
Merely postpone them.

This amphitheater has stood
for a hundred years.

It withstood
the great earthquake.

It may not be safe.
Use your eyes.

I'm just saying I cannot
be held responsible

for what may happen.

Then don't be.

I take full responsibility.

How can we expect Rome to trust
us to rebuild an entire city

if we can't stage
a simple bloody spectacle?

Fetch my litter.

I'm leaving town for a few days.

Move.

Stop. Shackle them!

What is this?

This is your
greatest moment, Atticus.

Your final day in the arena.

I'm supposed to
fight single combat.

Bring them their weapons!

Good fortune, Atticus.

To those about
to die, we salute you!

By the patronage
of Marcus Cassius Severus

and for the glory
of Emperor Titus,

remember, all here,
the mighty victory

of Senator Quintas Attius Corvus

and his annihilation
of the Celtic Rebellion.

The Celtic Rebellion?

Your great and noble victory
for the Empire, Senator,

re-opening the northern
trade routes.

The history books record it
as your finest hour.

I thought perhaps
you might like the honor

of opening these games
in a similar manner.

Severus, you flatter me.

We'll make a Roman
out of you yet.

People of Pompeii!

May Jupiter and Venus bless the
Vinalia and honor these games!

Let the games begin!

This isn't a battle.
What?

This is a massacre.

How do you know?

Because I was there.

The rebel
Celts are in retreat,

leaving rape and slaughter
in their wake,

returning to their
unholy lair to feast

on the flesh of
their innocent victims.

This is what you've
trained for, scum.

Now get out there.

Quintas Attius Corvus
gave them every chance to surrender.

But mercy was an alien
concept to these savages,

and with heavy heart,
Quintas Attius Corvus

ordered his mighty legions, in the
name of the Emperor, to attack.

Shields up!

Push!

Is this what you call sport?

No, Lady Cassia, this is not sport.
This is politics.

We can't hold them!

Back!

Severus, this is not
exactly how I remember it.

What exactly is
that slave to you?

Everything that you
are not, Senator.

Then you should
be pleased to learn

your father has granted me
your hand in marriage.

What? I made no
such arrangement.

Because he knows
that if he does not,

I will inform Titus that your
father has called into question

our "new" emperor's
ability to rule.

Titus will have your entire
family hung from the city walls.

Milo!

If I were to marry you...

Cassia...
If I marry you,

is my family spared?

Your family will
become my family,

under the protection
of the Emperor.

With all of the benefits
that that implies.

Pompeii! Pompeii! Pompeii!

Senator!

I do not yield to
the power of Rome!

I spit on it!

He would not dare.

Pompeii! Pompeii! Pompeii!

Get a detachment
in the arena now.

Now!

You were right, brother.

Everything they promised,
nothing but lies.

Live! Live! Live!

What do you think you're doing?

Madame, take your seat!

If you want to live
you will sit down!

Now!

If you kill him now,

on the tip of 100 Roman arrows,

you make him
a martyr to the mob.

Is that what you want?

To take home to your
Emperor a revolution?

And if you reverse
this decision,

how will it be
spoken of in Rome?

They will whisper
it behind your back,

that you have a wife who
does not obey your will.

Can your reputation
bear such a weakness?

I might become your wife,
but you will never break me.

But I will break you,

and you will stay broken to
stand, sit or crawl as I decree.

Do you understand me?

Proculus, have your guard
take her back to the villa.

Keep her there.

I think the wedding
shall be in Rome.

People of Pompeii!

People of Pompeii!

Vulcan speaks!

Vulcan decrees that man to
be the champion of Pompeii!

Decrees that he
is worthy to stand

face-to-face against
the might of Rome!

Great Vulcan, we hear you
speak and will obey!

Proculus...

Show these cowards
what really happens

when you dare to challenge
the might of Rome.

With pleasure.

Come on! Come on!

Faster! Move it!

What's going on?
My Lady?

Don't touch her!
Let her go!

Cassia!

By the patronage of
Senator Quintas Attius Corvus,

the champion of Rome,

Marcus Proculus, hero of
the Celtic Rebellion,

will now face the new champion
of Pompeii, The Celt,

in single combat!

All hail
to Emperor Titus!

I know you.

Really?

Well, whatever revenge you
think you're going to have,

I'm afraid you'll
be disappointed.

Bring this slave a better sword.

This blade's dull.

Is it?

Let's give them
a good show, huh?

Kill him!

Kill him now!

No!

You're brave.
I'll give you that.

But no savage could ever
be the match for a Roman.

How about 20 of us?

No!

Wait! Wait!

No!

Mercy!

No!

Good to see you, brother.

And you.

Aurelia.

Kill him.

Kill him.

On further consideration,

I have decided not to
invest in your little city.

Get me to the harbor.

I'm sorry.

Move. Move it!

You! Come here!

For my passage.

Let him aboard.

You must leave now!

Cast off!
Prepare to set sail!

Help me! Please!

You...

You have to help us.

You have to save Cassia.

Where is she?

The villa.

Where are you going?
I have to find her.

Milo, this is madness!

We have to get to the
harbor and find a boat.

The mountain is
going to kill us all!

She risked her
life for me, Atticus.

Risked everything for me!

Without her, they would have
killed us in that arena!

Then we will go together.

No.

You have your freedom,
my friend.

Now she is mine.

Then we meet at the harbor.

At the harbor.

Please, give me
the keys!

Cassia, they've taken the keys!

No!

Where is she?

Water!

You came back for me.

Drink. Drink.

Thank you, sister.

No!

No!

Look at me.

We have to get to the harbor.

This is suicide.
Turn around! Back!

Out of the way!

Get out of the way!

Enough!

Kill them! Kill them all!

Row, you idiots! Row!

Turn around!
You have to turn back!

Come on. Get up!
Get up!

No! No, my daughter!

Get up!

No!

My daughter!

Mommy! Help!

Is this the end of the world?

Why would the gods
let this happen?

Milo!
Atticus!

I knew the gods
would never catch you.

There's none faster.
And now I see why.

It's time to go, my friend...
No.

The harbor's gone. We
have to find another way.

Then we have to go
south into the hills.

It's too far. We'll
never make it on foot.

Then we go there.

The arena? Why?

Horses.

My parents.

I'll get the horses.

Don't.

Go help your friend.

Atticus?

Romans everywhere.

Let's go.

You better get
comfortable, my dear.

It's a long way to Rome.

Why are you doing this?

Because the property
of Quintas Attius Corvus

will not be taken by some slave.

Proculus, there's not
enough room for you.

Then I shall see you
in Rome, Senator.

Corvus!

1,000 dinari to the man who
brings me the head of that slave!

Hyah! Hyah!

This is mine now. Go.

Atticus...

Every second takes her
further away from you.

I'll see you again, brother.

Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah!

Go on!

A barbarian does not die

the equal of a Roman.

Equal

Let's see if a Roman

can die the equal
of a gladiator.

No!

Please. Please.

Gladiators do not beg.

Hyah!

Bitch! You bitch!

Wait! Wait! Wait!

Who are you to do this to me?

I am Senator
Quintas Attius Corvus!

And what is that worth,

Senator Quintas Attius Corvus?

You killed my family,

you slaughtered my people,
and make no mistake,

my gods are coming for you.

Wait!

You can't
leave me here!

For those of us about to die...

We salute you!

I die a free man!

You have to ride
him out of here.

No!
He's not fast enough.

He can't carry
us both! Go!

No, I won't leave you!

We don't have a choice.

Run! Go!

I don't want to spend
our last moments running.

Don't look.

Look at me.

Just me.