Original subtitles

The Invincible Gladiator 1961

(crowd yelling)

(swords and shields clanking)

- If Itus trained them, they could become real gladiators.

- Only one could, the other would die.

They are the Regent's gladiators,

the loser would never be spared.

Nobody has pity for his own slave.

(dramatic instrumental music)

- By the way, Rezius, I heard an owl hooting

all last night.

You know what that means.

- You think too much about death, Livius.

We must think of life, it is our only treasure.

And we gain it day by day with each battle.

(dramatic instrumental music)

(crowd yelling)

(metal clanking)

- [Gladiator] Grazie, save me King Darius.

(dramatic instrumental music)

- Even those slaves love life,

and there's no reason why they should.

They work in the mines without aim,

often dying from exhaustion.

Their only wish is to survive,

even if there's no hope for them.

- What I'm afraid of is that one day you and I

may be forced to cross swords in the arena.

- If this should happen, take my advice,

don't stop loving life.

Love it as never before.

- I would never have the strength to fight against you.

- If the fates decree that you must,

you'll find the strength.

Seize the day and don't believe in tomorrow, as Horace said.

- Who is Horace?

A sword man or a net man?

- He was a poet.

- But what do you know about poets, Gladiator?

(laughing)

(trumpets fanfare)

(gentle drumming)

- Now it's all turned to entertainment out there.

And if I know you all, you'll do your job courageously.

I expect only the best from gladiators

who have trained in my school.

This fight needn't mean the death of any of you.

The decision will be made by the Regent Rabirius.

He's paid to see you fight today,

but not to see you die.

If he should order a loser put to death

he must pay me an extra charge of 8,000 shekels.

But he's known to be a miser.

Therefore it's probable that all of you

will come out alive.

You will fight first in couples.

After that, the winners must fight against each other.

Remember to put up a good fight, all of you.

Because there's always a danger,

if you fight too badly, that Rabirius might forget his gold

and give you the thumb's down.

Therefore, whoever among you are beaten today,

go down fighting bravely to avoid the displeasure

of Rabirius.

(dramatic instrumental music)

If there's no mercy, you must face death

like true gladiators.

Living's not difficult.

To die bravely is an art which I have taught you.

(somber instrumental music)

- [Man] There's Itus, the famous trainer.

Down there.

(crowd murmuring)

(metal clanging)

- I'm amazed at Rabirius inviting me

to watch the games today.

- It's probably Sira's doing.

- No, it's the Regent.

He's starting to feel sure of himself.

- Not too sure of himself, I hope,

especially today--

- Quiet.

We are surrounded by spies.

(metal clanging)

(crowd yelling)

- [Woman] Keep after him!

(dramatic instrumental music)

- [Man] Save him!

- [Woman] Save him!

(crowd cheering)

- [Man] Kill him, kill him!

You've got him now!

- [Man] Don't let him go!

- [Woman] Watch out for his head!

(crowd cheering)

(suspenseful instrumental music)

(dramatic instrumental music)

- [Gladiator] Keep fighting.

- Pick up his heels, Livius, fight.

I order you to fight.

If you give up, the guards will kill you.

Keep fighting if you don't want to die.

- Fight, Livius.

- Obey me!

Fight, don't stand there,

fight! - Protect yourself.

(dramatic instrumental music)

- Come on, Rezius.

You were right, we must love life!

(suspenseful instrumental music)

- Make them fight, what do you pay for?

Get on the fight, or I promise I'll have you both

flayed alive.

- You cowards!

- We've lost, it's the end of all our hopes.

- No one's defeated, only when one gives up.

- I owe you my life, you will be rewarded.

(gentle instrumental music)

- I will tell the Regent you are here.

(romantic instrumental music)

- You are still a child, Darius,

but you are also the King.

Our father was a great king.

He loved the people as much as they loved him.

- Ah, gladiator, what are you doing here at the palace?

- I've been summoned by Rabirius.

- I thought that your place was in the arena.

Come, Darius.

- Will you come with me?

(javelins clanging)

(fighters grunting)

- Ah ha, there you are.

You see that?

Come in.

I've yet to be defeated in that kind of duel.

A stave can often be more deadly than a sword,

but one must know the art of using it.

I gave you my word in the arena that you'd be rewarded,

and I've never broken a promise.

Ah, you're burning me, you fool!

Get out!

As you've seen today, my life is constantly in danger.

Yet, I'm a man who's envied.

My personal soldiers are handsomely paid,

live in comfortable quarters and eat like kings.

From today on you're free.

I have decided to take you on as one of my bodyguards.

- With what rank?

- That of a soldier, naturally.

- I thank you, but I prefer to remain a gladiator.

- You prefer the dangers of the arena?

- Before I became a gladiator,

I was used to commanding.

When I'm fighting in the arena,

I'm not forced to obey anybody's orders.

- [Rabirius] Hmm, what's your name?

- [Rezius] Rezius.

- Rezius, come here.

This is the first time that anyone has had the courage

to refuse an offer of mine.

But it's a magnificent day and I'm in a good mood.

Look, here ours is an untroubled kingdom,

the people work peacefully on the farms

and in my minds and the country prospers,

but unfortunately, here in these mountains,

a band of brigands has been making our lives unbearable.

We haven't been able to destroy them,

they have their spies everywhere.

Perhaps they're even here in this palace.

How would you like to eliminate those brigands?

- All alone?

- I'm impressed by your bravery,

but I'm not hoping for any miracles.

I'll put at your disposal 200 men.

- I accept, but I will choose them.

- Ah, (laughing)

anything more?

- Yes.

Yes, I also wish you to free my friend, Livius,

who was a gladiator.

- The gods are with you, Rezius.

Your arrogance has only amused me so far.

- Tell me about these brigands.

- Hmm, I must first organize a base for men and supplies,

near the foot of the mountains.

- A base in the desert.

But if there are spies all over the palace,

we could make use of them.

- Now where do you plan to go, Itus?

- I haven't made up my mind yet,

where will be good.

I'll probably look around for some clients

in the provinces.

These days it isn't easy to find someone

with enough money to pay us.

The old style gladiator shows

have become too much of a luxury.

- Everything changes, even people's tastes.

Christian Rome is changing the world.

- Yes.

Sometimes I feel that men like me don't belong anymore.

- It's inevitable.

People are tired of violence,

they want new ideals.

- But these new ideals may ruin your business.

- Oh no they won't.

Business has been good here.

And Rabirius has paid me generously to set you both free.

Farewell then.

(dramatic instrumental music)

I'm very sorry to leave you.

- I've never thought of you as a master,

but as a teacher.

Remember that.

- I'll miss you, Rezius.

You were the best with a sword.

In this world which has learnt to fight its battles

by turning the other cheek,

you are perhaps the last of the gladiators.

(gentle instrumental music)

Come on!

- Just a minute.

Who are you?

- Xenia, the princess' lady in waiting.

Your wounds, how are they?

- You were in the arena?

- You two are close friends.

- Yes, but I could use another close friend.

- Excuse me, I must go now.

What did you say your name was?

- [Livius] Livius.

(romantic instrumental music)

- [Xenia] Your highness!

- I'm beginning to like this place.

Perhaps because I'm satisfied with a little.

I don't aim as high as you do.

(men chattering)

Ready, throw!

- To face danger with fortitude is to dominate it.

But enemies are not always facing us.

They can appear from all sides.

I must learn to recognize the sound of the javelin

and to know where it's coming from.

Livius, good luck.

(suspenseful instrumental music)

- Well done, gladiator.

I'm happy that you decided to stay with us.

You can teach me how to use a sword.

And how to fight battles.

But my sister mustn't know.

She says I'm still too young.

- Your sister's very fond of you, I'm sure.

She's concerned for your safety.

- But I'm already 12.

And besides, I'm the King.

Tell me, is it true that you're going off

to fight a war?

- No, it's only a matter of wiping out

a band of brigands, it won't take long.

- Will you have to go and fight them

up in the mountains?

- I don't know yet.

I'm waiting for Rabirius' orders.

- Rabirius' orders are sacred to him.

The gladiator has become a person of importance.

- Your highness, I'm flattered by contempt.

Indifference would be much worse.

- Indifference does not befit a heroic leader.

Soon not only the Kingdom of Acastus

but the whole Roman Empire

will be divided into two factions,

one for and one against Rezius.

- And which side will you be on?

(dramatic instrumental music)

- Darius.

(grand instrumental music)

- Rezius, how much longer do we have to go on

with this wild goose chase?

- This may be just the right spot.

- Ah, we've found nothing so far.

Why don't we head back home?

Besides, that little lady in waiting

gets lonely without me.

I feel sorry for her.

Look here,

take your pick.

If it's the short one, we go home.

The long one, we go on riding.

Come on.

(frantic instrumental music) (brigands shouting)

- Come on, the brigands are attacking!

(swords clanging)

(horses whinnying)

Ready? Attack!

(suspenseful instrumental music)

Hey!

- You can be well satisfied,

Rabirius will give you your due reward.

- Sira, I don't understand.

- Intelligence is not a gift granted to slaves.

And you, even if you are under Rabirius' protection,

are nothing but a slave.

- [Man] Get those horses moving faster.

We have to reach the forest before dark.

Come on, faster.

(men chattering)

- [Rezius] Everything quiet?

- [Man] All in order.

- Fed the horses?

- [Man] Yes, sir.

(gentle instrumental music)

- I don't understand.

You, the King's sister, head of a band of brigands.

- They are not brigands.

- [Rezius] That's what Rabirius called them.

- And you believed him?

A short time ago Acastus was a name without meaning for you.

How could you know that before my father died,

this was a happy country?

- But what has caused this change?

- Rabirius.

For years he hid his true nature.

My father had faith in him,

and before he died, entrusted him with the Regency.

It was his one mistake.

- [Rezius] Rabirius has been generous to me.

- He is, to those who can serve him.

Rabirius is a tyrant.

Since he came to power, the people have suffered

nothing but violence, poverty and misfortune.

Men have been enslaved and sent to work

in his mines.

He has built his wealth on the people's misery.

And that is why our finest men have turned against him,

and taken refuge in the mountains.

They needed a leader, and they chose me.

- Now I understand.

- But now, a gladiator has destroyed our last hope.

- I haven't always been a gladiator.

My fate has been similar to yours.

My father was also a king.

He wanted to send me to Rome to learn the ways

of our conquerors.

But during the journey to Rome,

I was captured and enslaved,

then trained for the arena.

That is why I am here.

Today I am a soldier, a loyal soldier.

And I must obey my orders.

But I'd never have believed that one day

I'd have such a sad duty to perform.

- It's much sadder to feel the approach of death,

like me.

I'm not a heroine.

Only a woman.

And so far, I've had nothing from life.

- Why do you say that?

Nobody wants to kill you.

- Rabirius will kill me now.

- He would never kill a woman.

- Rabirius will eliminate anyone who gets in his way.

He has no scruples.

- But I will not allow it.

- You cannot prevent it.

- Then, I shall not deliver you to him.

Listen, leave here and save yourself.

You're free.

- I will not abandon my people.

You told my you're a loyal soldier and must do your duty.

Well then, I too must do mine.

(somber instrumental music)

- [Man] Down with Rabirius, regular tyrant.

(crowd yelling and jeering)

- [Man] Pass this, gladiator!

- [Man] Long live Princess Sira!

- [Man] Death to Rezius and Rabirius!

- [Woman] Set the princess free!

(people yelling and jeering)

- [Woman] Long live Princess Sira!

- [Man] Kill the Regent!

- [Woman] Long live Princess Sira!

- [Man] Princess free!

- [Man] Down, Rabirius, down!

- [Man] Long live the princess.

- [Woman] Long live Princess Sira!

- They're crying out against Rabirius.

Our men should help them.

- No, it would be just a useless butchery.

Somehow we must stop the people.

Now, we must carefully reconsider our plans

and wait for a better opportunity.

(dramatic instrumental music)

(somber instrumental music)

(crowd jeering and murmuring)

- I have good reason to exact the death penalty,

but you enchant me, Sira.

I couldn't bear to watch you suffering,

you're too lovely.

- I didn't think you were so sensitive.

- There's also another motive.

These big words you use, justice, liberty,

oppressed people, let's not delude ourselves.

There's only one word for this revolt, ambition!

Well I too am ambitious.

- Why are you telling me all this?

- It's simple.

Let us unite our two ambitions.

In marriage.

You have two choices.

To share my throne or to die in public scaffold.

I'm in no hurry.

Choose wisely.

- I have already chosen.

(somber instrumental music)

(lock clanging)

(crowd jeering)

(dramatic instrumental music)

- Did she agree?

- She will.

With Sira as Queen, I'll have no opposition.

The little king was no obstacle.

Regardless of death might easily take him from us

if she were given the occasion.

With him gone, I shall be the absolute ruler of Acastus.

Nor will that be the end.

(men screaming in pain)

A few rebels remain in the hills,

we can easily eliminate them.

- Rabirius!

(somber instrumental music)

You gave me your word.

And I've always believed that a man's word is sacred.

You promised me you'd be merciful with the prisoners.

- And so I was.

I let them die rapidly.

Listen, it's quiet now, their sufferings are over.

If I had fallen into their hands,

they would have tortured me so atrociously

that I would have embraced death

as the greatest of blessings.

What's this now?

Welcome, my noble Semanthius.

- I know that I'm not welcome here,

but I trust you will hear me out.

As you know, I was the Chief Councilor of the late King

for a great many years and people respect me.

They have asked me to petition you on their behalf.

They appeal to your generosity.

- My generosity is not a virtue, but a weakness.

- We know that Sira's in prison and beg for her release.

The people hope that you will allow the spirit

of forgiveness to enter into your heart.

Sira is of royal blood, don't forget.

The people love her dearly.

- The laws of Acastus, which were not of my making,

demand but one punishment for those who dare

to raise arms against their lawful rulers,

execution.

- But Sira's little more than a child.

- And I am generous, you said so yourself.

I found another solution.

- Exile?

- No.

A much happier idea.

Marriage to me.

- [Semanthius] Have you spoken of this to Sira?

- She'll accept, rest assured.

Come, I am willing to forget your harsh words.

Serve me faithfully

and I can promise you undreamed of reward.

- I will never be a party to such atrocities.

Prisoners burnt alive, Sira imprisoned.

I beg you to free her.

- You're not here to advise me but to carry out my orders!

- I can be with you or against you.

- Watch what you say to me!

- And you watch what you do.

- No, not now.

They all know he's the best of my guards.

That I owe him my life.

I can wait.

- You've forgotten everything I've taught you.

- It's not that, Rezius.

I don't know what it is.

Somehow, I feel so strange.

- Try again.

I'm sure this time you'll hit the bullseye.

- No, it's no use.

Tell me, Rezius, but when will my sister come back

to Acastus and stay with us?

It's funny, but she went away without saying goodbye to me.

Did I do something bad?

- No, nothing at all.

Sira will soon be back, I'm sure.

Meantime, I shall stay with you.

Aren't you glad?

- Mm.

- Now, be careful how you aim.

(Darius laughing)

Good!

(somber instrumental music)

- This year, you too will take part in the games

in honor of the goddess.

The first of us to arrive at the temple

will light the sacred fire.

Choose your chariot here.

- A glorious day, swift horses.

Let us hope that the goddess will reward

our act of harmony.

- I hope so too, especially for your sake.

- Rezius?

Will you ride with me in my chariot?

- It will be an honor for me.

You take my chariot and I'll go with the King.

(men shouting)

(dramatic instrumental music)

- Faster, faster.

- Rezius!

- Come on!

(Darius screaming)

- The goddess has indeed been good to us.

(dramatic instrumental music)

- Livius!

- Rezius!

(laughing)

I was right not to give up hope.

I was the only one who wouldn't believe

that you'd been killed.

- Are you alone?

- Yes.

How's the boy?

- Darius is still alive, but he needs help.

Rabirius tried to have him killed.

- What can we do?

- There's no time to lose.

I'll join the rebels.

- I'll go too.

- No, if you stay in Acastus they won't suspect anything.

Try to contact Semanthius.

He's one of the chief leaders against Rabirius.

Tell him what has happened and try to be of use to him.

(gentle instrumental music)

(Livius laughing)

- Over there, that's where Semanthius lives.

Why do you want to go there?

It's so dangerous to be a friend of his.

- I'm no friend of his, don't even know him.

Don't you worry.

- I have an idea, I learned this trick from you.

Long one you go for Semanthius,

short one you stay with me.

- Euclante wants to see you.

Follow me.

(swords clanking)

- What crime am I accused of?

- Now that Rezius is dead, your free days are over.

You're once more a slave.

Away with him.

(dark, somber instrumental music)

(Sira weeping)

(suspenseful instrumental music)

(men yelling)

(dramatic instrumental music)

- The rebels have been wiped out,

why do you continue to resist, why?

It will mean your death.

- I'm only waiting for death.

- Why say that?

Haven't we had enough of death?

After your brother being killed with Rezius

in that terrible chariot race.

Must you die, Sira?

- You killed him.

Darius was the last obstacle between you and the throne.

- You think I'm capable of killing the boy for ambition?

And Rezius, he was my best soldier,

I owe my life to him.

Why be unjust to me?

You must forget these sorrows.

If only you'd agree, you could be happy as my wife.

I can wait.

At such time as you change your mind,

I shall renew my offer.

I can be as patient as you, Sira.

Guards!

(slow, somber instrumental music)

- [Man] Someone to see you, sir.

- Leave us.

I thought you'd been killed.

Who is this?

Why, it's Darius.

- It was Rezius who saved me.

- You?

May the gods be thanked for their mercy

in saving our beloved King from this terrible misfortune.

He is our only hope now.

- You're tired.

Lie down and sleep.

It was not an accident,

but a deliberate attempt by Rabirius.

He wanted to get rid of him.

- I don't understand.

You were one of Rabirius' men.

Yet this crime you accuse him of.

- I know what you are thinking,

but only now do I understand what kind of man he is.

The fact that I brought Darius here

should give you confidence in me.

- I trust you.

- My friend Livius is also on our side.

In fact, I thought he'd already informed you about Darius.

- No, he hasn't been here.

I've heard nothing.

- We must take immediate action.

Unfortunately the mountain hideout's

been completely destroyed.

All the rebels are dead.

- I was told of it.

- But there is still hope.

- If only there were.

- Show Darius to the people.

When they see that their King is still alive,

I'm sure they'll rise against Rabirius.

- But then to show the boy's alive,

we'd have to think of some excuse

to bring the people together.

Wait a minute.

In a few days they will have the great ceremonies

for the coronation of Rabirius.

All the people will be gathered outside the palace.

If we're prepared.

- Certainly.

It'll be easy to start a revolt,

I'll be at your side.

But what can we do now?

- For the moment, you go back and stay with Rabirius.

We must have someone inside the palace

to keep us informed and help Sira if possible.

I'll keep the boy well hidden.

- What is your opinion?

Would an object of such worth look well

upon the brow of a common man?

- A crown is enhanced by a brow as brave

and astute as yours.

- [Rezius] Let me pass, will you!

- What's this?

Rezius!

I see the gods have chosen to preserve the hero

of Acastus.

- Yes, the gods have been good,

they've spared my life to serve you faithfully.

- Do you hear, Euclante?

My faithful servant.

- May the gods be thanked.

- How did you manage to survive?

- I can recall nothing,

until I found myself on the shore.

- [Rabirius] But what happened to our little Darius?

- I saw him die before I fell.

He was swallowed up by the waves.

- It's strange you weren't drowned as well.

- Is that what you wanted?

- The gods decided otherwise.

- Have you forgotten that I saved your life?

- Hmm.

I have no more opponents.

You were one of those heroes who are valuable

during the battle, but bothersome after it's won.

Today we are a peaceful country,

soldiers are of no use.

People pay their taxes, and if they won't,

they have to work in my mines.

Ah, that gives me an idea.

Yes, you wanted a chance to serve me faithfully

and you'll have it,

as a slave in the mines!

- [Euclante] Seize him!

(somber instrumental music)

- A good rule, never make use of the same man twice.

When his usefulness is over, get rid of him.

It's a secret I find works wonders.

I could have you killed immediately, but I won't.

For this you will undergo a crueler punishment.

Take him away!

- Rabirius has something even better in store for you.

Get moving, gladiator!

- Rezius!

- Itus!

How did you get here?

- Just as we were going away,

they captured us and threw us in prison,

me and my gladiators.

They stripped us of everything and we live here like rats,

never seeing the sun.

At night, they force us to work in the mines

with the other slaves.

We're beaten and starved.

Rabirius is a murderer, Rezius,

a vicious monster.

I'd like to strangle him with my own hands.

There's only one hope that can keep us all living.

Go for vengeance!

Rezius!

Rezius!

Rezius!

Live for vengeance!

(gentle instrumental music)

- Keep moving.

- [Rezius] Livius!

- [Livius] Rezius!

So Rabirius got you after all?

- Cut it!

(guards groaning)

- We must free Sira.

- It is useless, I'm too valuable to Rabirius.

He always carries the key of my cell with him.

- [Rezius] It doesn't matter, I'll find some way

to get you out of here.

- You won't be able to.

You are as generous as Darius believed you to be.

With his child's wisdom, he immediately saw you

for what you were.

Poor Darius.

- [Rezius] Darius is alive.

I managed to rescue him and take him to safety.

(suspenseful instrumental music)

- [Sira] There's no way of freeing you, Rezius.

You and Livius may be able to escape if you go now,

but hurry.

- No, I can't leave you here like this.

I know what Rabirius is capable of.

I love you, Sira.

Somehow I shall save you.

- Forgive me.

My coldness was only a defense against my true feelings.

Oh, Rezius, I love you too.

But there's no more hope for us.

Save yourself.

You must live to bring liberty to my people.

- No, no I won't leave you, Sira.

I won't let you die.

- It's no use.

Go while you still have time.

Save yourself.

And forget me.

- No.

- [Livius] Rezius!

(Sira gasping)

(guards shouting)

- [Guard] They're getting away!

(swords clanking)

(dramatic instrumental music)

(men groaning)

- [Guard] Take them back to their cell.

(somber instrumental music)

- Oh, Rezius!

No!

- You cowards!

You were right, Rezius.

Our hearts should be moved by a lovers reunion,

especially when the couple are so romantically matched.

A lovely princess and a gladiator.

But unfortunately, reasons of state

prevail over those of the heart,

which means the end of your little romance.

Now will you marry me?

- Never!

- That's a pity.

Tomorrow I'd hoped to announce our marriage.

Bring the irons.

Instead, however, there'll be another wonder,

a unique spectacle to do honor to my coronation,

the blind gladiator,

which I think the court should find most entertaining.

- No!

- I see you've changed your mind.

- Yes, yes, I'll do what you want.

I'll marry you, on one condition,

you spare Rezius and Livius.

- They're both gladiators,

and therefore can be freed only in the arena.

Tomorrow if Rezius fights bravely,

and succeeds in gaining the admiration of the crowd,

it is quite possible that I shall grant him his life.

(grand instrumental music)

You're too solemn.

After the coronation, we'll show ourselves in public

and announce our forthcoming wedding.

- Rezius, look!

- How did it get in here?

Can you see anything?

- It's not another cell.

It seems to be a passage.

- Are you sure?

- I saw it clearly, it's lit by torches.

This stone, let's move it.

(grand instrumental music)

(crowd cheering)

- Rezius, it's time for your fight.

Put on your armor.

- Just a little while more and we could have escaped.

- I'll go instead of you.

You get out and try to free Itus

and the rest of the prisoners.

- No.

You go and release the others.

Rabirius will have planned certain death for me.

And it's up to me to face it.

- It may easily be that death is waiting

at the end of that corridor.

I can defend myself in the arena,

it'll take all of your strength

to get out of this prison.

- No.

Goodbye and good luck.

- Wait!

If one of us has to die today,

we'll let the old game decide for us.

(dramatic instrumental music)

(gladiator grunting)

(swords clinking)

(crowd yelling)

(suspenseful instrumental music)

(gladiators grunting)

- [Woman] Look out, look out!

Look out, look out!

(frantic instrumental music)

(slow, suspenseful instrumental music)

- [Itus] Take this, open the other cells.

Quick!

- Let's go.

The people are gathered outside the palace

waiting for the new King.

- What if the people won't follow us

without Rezius?

- Even without Rezius to lead us at this crucial moment,

we must go ahead with our attempt.

This is our last possible chance.

May the gods protect us.

(Rabirius laughing)

(gladiator laughing)

(crowd jeering)

- [Man] Spare him, Rabirius, let him live.

- [Man] Don't kill him!

- [Man] Let him live!

(dramatic instrumental music)

(crowd gasping)

- [Woman] No!

It isn't Rezius!

- [Man] Rezius!

(crowd jeering)

- Livius, my friend.

- It's strange, Rezius, but last night

I didn't hear the owl hooting.

(crowd chattering)

(crowd shouting and jeering)

(dramatic instrumental music)

(gladiators grunting and groaning)

- And now, all loyal men of Acastus, do your duty,

and kill the usurper.

Down with Rabirius the tyrant.

Let him know he has gone too far.

They enslaved the wrong people

and treading the city beneath his heel.

Death to the tyrant.

Attack the palace!

- What's all that commotion?

- A riot in the square.

(intensely dramatic instrumental music)

The people are storming the palace.

They're fighting in the name of Darius,

he's out there with them, alive.

- That's impossible.

- Even the slaves are rebelling.

- Well, get out there, all of you!

Concentrate the guards around the palace.

Promise them a thousand shekels for every rebel's head

they bring me.

(men grunting and yelling)

- People have rebelled, we must get to the square.

(Guard screaming)

(Guard screaming)

- I entrust him to you, protect him.

His life is the most treasured of our possessions.

- Don't raise your hopes too high.

This rebellion will be crushed before the sun goes down.

- You think so?

(swords clanking)

(men grunting and yelling)

(horses whinnying)

- [Sira] Rezius!

- Sira!

Stay here.

(dramatic instrumental music)

(javelins clanking)

- Rezius, don't kill him!

Stand back.

That man is for me.

(Rabirius groaning)

(crowd cheering)

- All hail, the Darius, our true King!

- [Woman] Long live our King!

(gentle instrumental music)