All language subtitles for Domina S01E01 1080p.WEB.H264-GGEZ Esub

'The first rule of
power is survival.

'But still it comes for me.

'Even now... when
I'm alone in the dark.

'The scent of winter woods.

'The feel of icy stone.

'Sudden burst of blood.

'Because however
many men you kill,

'and I have had to kill many

'you never forget the first.'

♪ And you can have a
drink from the water... ♪

No way!

- What's he doing here?
- I told you.

There won't be time
before the wedding.

Domina.

There's nothing to be scared of.

I know.

I'm not scared.

I'm just tired.

No, wait. Stop.

We'll start with a
look at the penis.

What?

You'll thank me for this
on your wedding night.

No, I won't.

You can go now, Archias.

We haven't finished yet, Domina.

Yes, we have.

That's the front door.

I've just heard,

there's a secret meeting
tonight in the North.

Antonius,
Lepidus and Gaius Julius.

Ah,
the thieves have run out of money.

Yes. They need to make a deal.

Mm.

We've just got
rid of one dictator,

now we might end up with three.

We should kill him - Gaius
Julius - at the wedding.

My daughter's wedding?

What? It's
practically a tradition.

And we'll never
get a better chance.

No.

To butcher one of
our own like that,

it's... it's un-Roman.

It's the middle of
fucking nowhere.

It's a secret meeting.

That's the point.

They could be waiting inside
and we wouldn't stand a chance.

That's the way I'd do it.

Get us out here on
our own and finish it.

Yes.

That is the way you'd do it.

I think they'll use us
to get what they want,

and then get rid
of us afterwards.

That's the way I'd do it.

Alright, then.

Gaius Julius Caesar.

Marcus Vipsanius Agrippa.

Daddy?

Are you nervous
about getting married?

Every Roman girl has
to marry sometime.

You're already fifteen,
Little Bear.

You've been putting
it off two years now.

He's a good man, Nero.

A senator, a cousin.

We went through the list together,
more than once.

Livia Drusilla.

It's not too late.

It is a bit.

Marcus Antonius.

You're two days late.

Oh, at least.

- Lepidus.
- Gaius.

What a pleasure to see you.

I agree to all your terms.

You can have Egypt and the East.

You can have all the rest
and I'll take fucking Africa,

thank you very much.

Next... I'm right out of money.

We're going to need
eight hundred million,

at least,
to start a war and see it through.

Why do we need to start a war?

Brutus and Cassius
have run away.

We can't just leave
them sitting in Greece

with a big fucking army.

It was your father they killed.

You can avenge him.

Julius Caesar was my father,
and I will avenge him.

What are you suggesting?

I'm suggesting
that we think about

the richest Senators
and knights in Rome.

All the people behind
the murder of Caesar.

Anyone still backing
Brutus and Cassius.

Anyone who
supports the Republic.

Then we butcher them
and seize all their assets.

On some legal pretext.

That would be at least
a hundred Senators.

- And what, a thousand knights?
- Mm, nearer two.

You can't be
taking this seriously?

This is insane.

I've started a list.

Get away from me!

Don't... don't you dare.

No!

No, I said go away!

Domina.

You're a Roman lady.

All of it has to come off.

Hmm? Every hair.

Is this going to hurt?

We can start with
your underarms.

Ow!

Fuck, Livius,
what are you sacrificing?

Sounds like your bride,
I'm afraid.

Don't ask.

- You're early.
- I brought over

the amended marriage
contract for you to sign.

I can see you haven't heard.

Uh... Gaius Julius
has come to terms

with Marcus
Antonius and Lepidus.

They've divided up the
provinces between themselves.

And where are they now?

Gaius Julius got
back last night.

He'll be here in
a couple of hours.

Oh,
you invited him to my wedding.

I like him.

And I'd like to keep him close.

Another fucking wedding.

As if we don't have
enough of our own to go to

without all these
other people's as well.

- You're lucky to be invited.
- Not as lucky as you.

Come here.

When's your husband coming home?

Scribonia? Scribonia?

Octavia. Darling.

I wasn't expecting you so soon.

Neither was my brother, I see.

I hope you're
wearing a toga today.

Livius is very informal.

- Don't be ridiculous.
- You're lucky to be invited.

Everyone will be there.

OK,
fine. I'll go home and change.

How long has this been going on?

Octavia,
you know we've always liked each other.

What I know is,
my brother is engaged to Clodia Pulchra,

and you're married
to Publius Scipio.

I... I want to marry
him. Your brother.

I'll wait for you in the atrium.

But a word about my
daughter before you go.

Obviously, you hardly know her.

She's attached to a particular slave,
a lovely girl.

Antigone.

She was born in this house.

She's got a gift for
herbs and medicines.

I... I'm sorry, Livius.

I can't take on
another mouth to feed.

And, to be honest,

I'm surprised you would
want to encourage a friendship

between my wife and a slave.

I'm afraid you misunderstand me.

- Uh, that's freezing!
- It's ice.

It's supposed to be.

You're not putting
that anywhere else.

Dominus wants his
daughter and Antigone.

Livia.

Ah,
this is one of my "serious talks".

Little Bear

marriage and children are
what Rome expects of you.

But now I think it will
ask something else.

Five hundred years ago,
we ended the tyranny of kings,

and since then, Rome has
always been ruled by two consuls...

Elected each
year by its citizens.

The sharing of power
has made us great.

Our family fought to
establish the Republic.

But now I think we'll have
to fight again to keep it.

You said the other
factions were split.

They were, until now.

War will come, in the end.

And I will fight with
Brutus and Cassius.

It's on honour to give your
life for something you believe in.

They were your mother's.

She'd want you to have them.

I haven't forgotten.

I'll see her now. Nero!

Dominus.

As a wedding present to Livia
I've arranged for your freedom.

Duly witnessed by
Tiberius Claudius Nero.

You are now a Roman citizen,
Antigone.

Congratulations.

But... where will I go?

What will become of me?

Well, you can marry if you want.

And I'll provide a dowry.

In the meantime,
Nero has generously insisted

that you go to his house
with Livia as a companion.

As a freedwoman.

That is, if you want to.

Thank you.

Are you sure about this?

Why? We're invited.

Livius is on the other side.

Not yet, he isn't.

He will be. Come on.

Not too tight.

It's bad luck if he
can't undo it tonight.

Perfect.

Excuse me.

Move. Move.

It's always a mistake
to go with a pig.

Far too intelligent.

Thank you, Cicero.

Welcome, friends,

to the wedding of
Tiberius Claudius Nero

and Livia Drusilla.

Great Juno,
Goddess of Marriage and Fertility,

accept this gift of life...

They can sort of
sense what's coming.

...and blood...

Pigs.

...from this great house of
Marcus Livius Drusus Claudianus.

- Livia Drusilla, are you ready?
- Yes.

Tiberius Claudius Nero,
do you agree?

I do.

Then she is yours.

Let's witness the contract!

Oh, come on Piso,
there won't be a war.

Everyone has too much to lose.

That's true.

What does Gaius
Julius have to lose?

Ha! You see,
Livius made the mistake

of teaching his
daughter how to think.

She's right.

He's the only one in the
game with nothing to lose.

Look at them, Agrippa.

Old, fat, lazy, complacent.

My worry's how to do it.

Killing over two thousand men'll
take the best part of a legion

- going into the city at once.
- Mm.

It's impossible at night.

Streets are rammed with wagons.

It's impossible in daylight,
the streets are jammed with people.

We'll put a price on
their heads. A big one.

Their own slaves
will betray them.

Their wives, their neighbours.

They'll be torn apart.

All we have to do is
block the city gates.

If Livia keeps
on staring at you,

even her husband might notice.

I want a house like this.

Well,
you can have this one soon.

- I like Livius.
- You were there.

- They want him on the list.
- I'll give them Cicero instead.

- Cicero?
- Mm.

He's backed us from the start.

I'll get Livius
taken off in return.

No,
not Livius. You'll never save him.

I can try.

Fuck off.

- Gaius.
- Livius.

- Is that running water?
- Yes.

Mm.

We got connected to
the aqueduct last year.

- It cost a fortune.
- Mm.

But the old pit was
unbearable in summer.

Fuck. I hate togas.

Allow me.

Marcus Livius,

I'm asking for your friendship,

and your support.

You have my friendship.

As for my support,

the Republic may not be perfect,

but it's better
than the alternative.

Kings, dictators and civil war.

And that's why I'm
asking for your support.

It's not too late.

Why didn't you join
the plot to kill Caesar?

It was... un-Roman.

Gods, he's lucky.

Every man in Rome
wanted Livia's dowry.

Over a million in farmland,
I heard.

Yes,
Livius auditioned them for years.

Someone told me that he
caught the pox off an actress.

Who?

Livius?

No, no, stupid. Nero.

Oh, dear, poor Livia.

Welcome to marriage.

I can let her have
some ointment.

But of course with a
father like Livius it had to be

a staunch Republican
from one of the old families.

There must have been someone
without a venereal disease.

Um, I'm younger,
prettier and richer than you.

So why are you laughing at me?

You're lucky to be here.

Both of you.

She's Cicero's wife.

Yes.

I thought Cicero
was your friend.

He is.

He married her
because her family's rich.

That's why everybody
gets married.

Money, power, family.

They're the only
things that matter.

Hmm! To the son of a
moneylender I'm sure that's true.

Hmm!

Grandson.

That's my bed.

What happened to you?

Your affair with Cicero's wife
is indiscreet and unseemly.

It will damage you.

That's before we
talk about Scribonia.

Do you want to be
taken seriously or not?

Grow up.

You were right. I
can't save Livius.

Gaius Julius put his
tongue in my mouth.

Just his tongue?

Heading south... for the winter.

What?

The birds.

They're getting
out while they can.

Mm.

Is that a good omen?

Of course it is.

Let's do it.

Move!

Close the gate.

Livius!

Marcus Livius!

We were sent to save your life.

Livia!

Livia!

That's the Dominus.

Livia!

- Livia?
- Daddy?

Who's that?

The war has come, Little Bear.

Livius, what are you doing here?

For the last time,
a list of names is going up in the forum.

Senators and knights.

And 100,000 sesterces
on every head.

What? Well, am I on it?

No, but I am.

Now, get yourself dressed and
warn everyone you can think of.

Start with Piso.

Come on.

Let me come.

I'm going to Greece

to join Brutus and Cassius.

And afterwards, I'll find you.

Remember your
family and your duty.

Always.

Father?

Antigone thinks I
might be pregnant.

A grandson.

Well,
I wouldn't waste your time with a girl.

If she's anything like you,
Little Bear, I'll be happy.

Hello, Salassus.

Marcus Tullius Cicero.

It's nothing personal.

Is this really necessary, Gaius?

Depends what you
mean by "necessary".

Come back safe.

"My Little Bear..."

"...thank you for your letter."

"I wish you a safe
and beautiful birth."

"The army of the Dictators
has found us in Greece."

"I saw Gaius Julius,
just briefly, on the other side."

"That young scamp
at your wedding.

"It's only a year since
that day in Rome,

"but it seems like a lifetime.

"Tomorrow we fight again.

"The day will be decisive,
one way or the other,

"for the Republic.

"If I should fall,

"come and find me across
the river in the Underworld,

"when your time comes."

"I'll be waiting for
you with your mother."

"And, unfortunately, hers."

"Your proud father..."

"Marcus Livius."

"Dated Philippi, eleven days
before the kalends of November."

The armies met in Greece.

Brutus and Cassius are dead.
Their armies are scattered.

My father, what happened to him?

- Where is he?
- How should I know?

We have to go!

There's a new list,
and I'm on it.

Go where?

This war,
it will bring everyone to their knees!

At the end there'll
be big opportunities

for anyone left alive.

Is that why you wouldn't fight?

Livia, the Republic's dead.

It's time to take
a different side.

You don't have to go with him.

Other wives have stayed behind.

Honourably.

That would be un-Roman.

Shh!

Come on!

Quickly! Get a bloody move on!

Here.

Hurry!

They're burning it.

Which side do we take now?

Sicily.

- We're going to Sicily.
- Sicily?

Sextus Pompeius
is holed up there.

His fleet controls the seas,
and they can't get to him.

We will be safe there.

- You said that about Perugia.
- What?

We're tired of running, Nero.

We can go to Gaius Julius.
He's less than a mile away.

I will never crawl in
front of that fucking kid!

He'll pardon us.

I don't want his fucking pardon!

Then let me go.
I'll speak to him.

I would rather kill
you first and the boy!

Sextus will welcome my support.

He hates Gaius as much as I do.

Lord.

Maecenas is here
with Sextus Pompeius.

Hmm.

I told you Maecenas
could get Sextus to come.

No.

No,
we are not going to kill him.

You might never
get another chance.

His fucking fleet's
starving Rome to death.

We need a deal.

Ugh!

- Maecenas.
- Gaius.

Where's Sextus?

There's just the
slightest hitch.

He thinks you're
going to kill him.

What?

Sextus!

Gaius.

You're a long way from Sicily!

So are you!

So are you.

Ah.

Uh! Octavia!

The Gods! Give me one of those.

Take Marcellus.
He's such a lump.

I can manage Marcella.

Wow. How much did this cost?

My brother came into some money,
as you know.

Excuse the mess.

Gaius has only just
got back to Rome.

He's too busy to bully the builders,
so I offered to help.

It helps take my
mind off everything.

Do you like it?

I... I do.

That's good... because
you'll be living here soon.

My brother's proposing
a marriage to you

as part of the
treaty with Sextus.

Oh.

I told you you'd
find my family useful.

Of course, negotiations are
bound to drag on for months.

That's what Gaius says anyway.

What?

- Aren't you happy for me?
- Yes.

Yes.

But I am to marry
Marcus Antonius

to seal the truce between
him and my brother.

The latest one, anyway.

You're not even half-way
through your mourning period.

I could hardly say no to Gaius.

I must say,

after two children in two years

and losing a husband,

I'd hoped to be left alone.

For a while at least.

And you always worry
each birth will be your last.

That's all in the past now,
isn't it, Gaius?

Either of you two ever hear
what became of Tiberius Nero?

- Nero?
- Why do you care about him?

We never found
his body in Perugia.

Why?

A lot of stragglers have
been washing up in Sicily.

Sextus is taking them in.

He must be dead by now. Surely.

- His wife was gorgeous, though.
- Livia?

I've forgotten all about her.
The Golden Girl of the Claudii.

Oh, dear.

The arrogance at her
wedding. Do you remember?

What a brilliant match
that turned out to be.

It's true,

her husband
displayed a rare genius

for picking the wrong side.

Well

his Republican principles
didn't last long either.

Yes,
what would her father have said?

Livius was a man of honour.

He fought to the
end at Philippi.

You still took
everything he had.

Yes, we did.

Anyway... poor Livia.

Archias!

You can see the smoke.

We've seen nobody
in over a week.

They're ready.

They're ready!

His fever's no worse.

It would be kinder
to let him die.

We both know it.

Be clear what you
ask the Gods for.

Come and eat.

Smells good.

I'm afraid there
isn't much of it.

But, of course, you're welcome.

You're a long way off
the main roads up here.

You're lucky it was
us that found you.

Loyal veterans. Have we met?

Your face... seems
familiar. What's your name?

Gaius Vipsanius Varus.

A relation to the great Marcus
Vipsanius Agrippa, I assume?

Very distant.

A hard man.

We fought against
him at Philippi.

We were part of the 27th,
under Brutus.

Were you at Philippi, Lord?

Is that where I know you from?

Marcus Livius Claudianus.

He was at Philippi.

- With the army of Brutus.
- Yes.

Yes, he was.

We never heard
what became of him.

You knew him, Lady?

My husband was
his wine merchant.

You're a wine merchant.

He owes us money.

Marcus Livius.

After the battle

he drove a sword
through his guts.

Bled to death. Slowly.

I saw his body.

We won't get our money, then.

But

he was lucky.

When you think of what
happened to all the rest of them.

All those aristocrats in Rome.

Butchered in their own homes.

Running for their lives in the sewers,
they say.

And nothing left in the world
but the clothes they escaped in.

Fugitives.

A hundred thousand sesterces

on every head.

Run!

Argh!

No!

Make it easy,
and I won't kill you after.

Open your legs.

Nice and wide.

And afterwards,
we'll find your friends.

Tiberius.

Oh! Hey...

Hey. Hey.

Don't worry.

They're dead.

And so is Archias!

But at least you're alright!

What are you doing?

The ground's too
hard to bury him.

Did they touch you?

Oh, forget it. Forget it!

I told you they could
see that fire for miles!

Well, come on!

There might be more of them.

- Wait!
- Come on!

Stop, Nero, wait!

Nero!

Antigone!

Wait!

Nero!

Antigone!

Antigone!