Spartaco (1953)

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(dramatic music)

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You can't go on, this road

is forbidden to soldiers.

- [Rufus] Who are

you to say that?

A councilor of the city.

Do you think that

gives you the right

to stand in the

way of the Romans?

Tell your men to

stop, I beg you.

For us, the road to the

acropolis is sacred.

No soldier is allowed on it.

You want to stop me from

visiting the acropolis?

Get out of the way!

You'll have to k*ll me first.

Nobody can stop the Romans.

(councilor groaning)

(crowd murmuring)

Father.

Amitys, don't cry.

I have done my duty.

And I'll join the others

who've died for our country.

You'll be avenged, Father.

You m*rder*r, you

k*lled my father,

but one day you'll pay for it!

I didn't k*ll him.

I never fight against

women or old men.

You're a liar!

No one can call a Roman a liar.

You let me go.

Not before you get the

punishment you deserve.

Let go of that dagger.

Stop that Rufus,

leave her alone.

Who are you to dare

speak to me in that way?

One of your mercenaries,

my name is Spartacus.

You'll regret this, Spartacus.

Now get out of my way.

Not before I've stopped

you from mistreating her.

(dramatic music)

Soldiers, arrest this man.

He'll be judged by

Crassus with the others.

And she'll be sl*ve to Sabina.

- [Crassus] What is he here for?

Disobedience, Marcus

Licinius Crassus.

He refused to fight when

we stormed the city.

In the legions of Rome, there's

no place for men like him.

Sentenced to death.

The next.

And what's he done?

- [Rufus] His name is Spartacus.

He's a Thracian mercenary

serving as a soldier

under my command.

He was never very good,

but now he's a traitor.

And so must be punished,

since he is guilty of a brutal

attack against a superior.

Yes, against me.

Listen to me, Crassus.

Silence, you.

Speak, Rufus.

He dared to strike me in

defense of a Thracian woman

who tried to stab one of us.

It seems that the

Thracian instinct

is stronger in him than his

duty as a soldier of Rome.

But the discipline of Rome

cannot tolerate

such a violation.

And the penalty will be--

Oh, Father.

What's that?

I forgot,

some important news I had

forgotten to tell you.

Excuse me, I'm so sorry, but

the emotion I felt seeing it.

Explain yourself.

It's about that

lawsuit of yours.

Has it been judged already?

Cicero has won a triumph

for justice and right.

I've lost the case.

You've won it.

All the gods have

earned our gratitude.

Noble Crassus, this man

is awaiting your sentence.

Just be still, keep

quiet for a moment.

Well what do I get?

All the money you

were suing for,

and Cicero got all the lands

that belong to your opponents

turned over to you.

What a master young Cicero is,

but I hate to think of the fee

he's going to demand from me.

Excuse my bothering you.

What about Spartacus?

Spartacus, why must I be

pestered, who is Spartacus?

He won't be a soldier

anymore, he'll be a sl*ve,

we'll take him back to

Rome with the others.

Get him out of my sight.

(flourish of trumpets)

(crowd cheering)

Spartacus!

Mother!

My mother!

I won't let them

make a sl*ve of you.

(dramatic music)

Are you hurt badly?

- [Soldier] I think the dirty

swine has broken my arm.

Some fighter that man, isn't he?

- [Soldier] Yeah, he's

the kind you should

get into your gladiator school.

No doubt about it.

He'll be fine when

I've trained him a bit.

- [Soldier] You'll

make plenty of money

out of him, Lentulus.

Yes, I think I've found

a pretty good fighter.

- [Soldier] I know you have.

Put your backs into it

there, you miserable sl*ves.

Do you think I bought

you to give you a rest?

Pick it up, jump to it you fool.

Calm down, Lentulus, why

should I train so hard?

You know I'll win anyway.

I'm not so sure.

You're a great fighter,

but that's no reason

for not training better

before the games.

I don't want any of your advice.

If I lose in the

Arena I'll be through,

as death will be the penalty.

So why should you worry?

Always the same story from you

gladiators, I'm sick of it.

I spend my money and my time.

I've built you into

physical marvels,

and when I'm just about

to collect, you fail.

Because you've been too sure

of yourself, you're defeated.

And I lose everything.

And what a fine pair these

other two make, lounging around.

Don't think that I've paid

such a high price for you

just to give you a holiday!

Go on, get a move on or

I'll smack you into action.

(dramatic music)

Throw him into his cell.

And the other one, too.

Chain them up, they'll go

without food for two days.

I've handled tougher

sl*ves than those.

All right, chain them up.

Hurry up.

(whip cracking)

Stop it, stop it, you butchers!

Stop it!

You're going to m*rder him!

You butchers!

(gentle music)

- [Sabina] The mirror, Amytis.

Hurry up.

Don't forget you're

not a dancer anymore,

you're my sl*ve

and nothing else.

What is it?

Marcus Varinius Rufus

asks to be received

by you, Mistress.

Let him wait.

No, show him in at once.

I really couldn't let

you leave for Naples

without paying you

a farewell visit.

The hour's a little unusual.

This is the first time

a man has come so early

to pay me a visit.

Here, take the mirror

and come back to

lace up my sandals.

She's rather inefficient,

but she'll learn.

I wish you would do

your work better.

A sl*ve should guess

what her mistress wants.

And now come on,

lace up my sandals.

She's difficult to train,

but then sl*ves are

really all the same.

She seems to interest you.

Have you come for me or her?

I'm afraid I'm rather

repulsive to her.

Well Amytis?

Could you really object to

a man as handsome as Rufus?

w*r is full of strange

and sad happenings.

In the heat of battle

it was my weapon

that k*lled her father.

It was really you then who

k*lled the father of Amytis?

Soldiers have their duty,

I couldn't avoid it.

I thought it was Spartacus.

That coward, he'd faint at

the very sight of a spear.

When you k*ll you need the

heart and stomach of a soldier,

not the soul of a

miserable sl*ve like him.

He's receiving the treatment

that he deserves

for his rebellion.

The dungeon, the

chains, the flogging.

Imprisoned and beaten,

and it's all my fault.

Forget this sl*ve, he

interests you far too much.

For a sl*ve to be in love is

a thing I will never permit.

He spoke the truth, and I

refused to listen to him.

Now that's enough, Amytis.

My feet are much more important

than all your foolish thoughts,

and even than your existence,

which is something that

you must always remember.

(suspenseful music)

Leave me alone.

Are you suffering much?

Well, what brings the

daughter of Crassus here?

Just this.

If you listen to

me, you can go free.

Oh yes?

Contempt doesn't suit

or help you, Spartacus.

Lentulus is very cruel,

and he hates you.

But perhaps he'd prefer to

sell you to a rich buyer,

instead of letting

you rot in a cell.

He won't let me die,

I'm too valuable.

If they don't m*rder

you by whipping you,

you will end in the Arena,

mauled to death by the beasts.

Return to your palace now.

I've heard enough from you.

The others have spoken

of your little ways.

Everyone knows

the habit you have

of provoking all the men around.

Does that mean that you

don't find me beautiful?

Yes, you're lovely.

But I hate you.

You prefer then to wait

here for your death?

For my death, no,

for my liberty.

Your liberty?

Would you also like me to

free my new sl*ve Amytis?

I don't think liberty is

coming your way or hers.

Without me you won't

leave this place alive.

Don't be a fool, Spartacus.

If you wish it, I can have

you released immediately.

I'm going to Naples, you

can stay in my house there.

There would be good

company, very good.

Meaning yours.

And your own mother's.

I wanted to please you,

and so I've bought her.

Because I knew

you'd be happy then.

I don't believe it.

It can't be true.

Why should I be lying to you?

Anyway, now you know

where to find her.

Good luck, Spartacus.

Much more force,

and follow through,

get your back into it!

You won't be a gladiator

till you're 90.

Lentulus.

Lentulus!

You've certainly made

a mess of things.

You know I bet on Spartacus,

why starve him to death?

I'm not worried, he'll

attend the games.

But to get there

he'll have to crawl.

He's not that weak, he'll

be all right tomorrow.

No, this time I think

you've made a mistake.

When he's had a meal

and a bit of fresh air,

he'll soon be strong again.

I hope so, for your sake.

(flourish of trumpets)

(gentle music)

Isn't this your sl*ve

who's dancing for us now?

Yes, but she's not just playing

a role, she's living it.

You seem to be deep in thought.

Because something

is going to happen

that I've been waiting for.

But perhaps you will

be disappointed.

None of our hopes is

ever quite fulfilled.

But today things

will be different.

It is the story

of a lovely maiden

who vowed to love no

man until she died.

Then she fell in

love with a sailor,

and for breaking her vows

she was put to death.

I don't think I've

heard that legend.

I invented it.

So she's going to be

sacrificed at the end.

That's the way the story

is supposed to finish.

(lively music)

(tigers growling)

(crowd cheering)

Now we'll see how

the story ends.

Whether it finishes the

way the author intended.

(man screaming)

(man screaming)

Spartacus!

Spartacus, they've let the

lions loose into the Arena.

(crowd cheering)

(crowd cheering)

(crowd cheering)

Go, you're free.

And you?

I'll join you later.

Wherever you are.

I'll be waiting for you.

The people are

demanding their freedom,

and I think they've earned it.

Well I don't.

(crowd cheering)

Romans!

I refuse to accept liberty.

For as long as there is

a single sl*ve in chains,

I'll share his fate.

You're a fool Spartacus,

refusing the liberty

they were offering you.

I'm sure I wouldn't

still be here

if I had the chance

you just had.

I've stayed awake nights,

thinking about it.

I don't take gifts from our

torturers, not even liberty.

We'll free ourselves, and soon.

You're right, you lead

and we'll follow you.

(men cheering)

So you dared to

upset Sabina's plans.

I'm going to make

you pay for that.

Do you think so?

(dramatic music)

You've k*lled him.

That will cost you your life.

I want all of you others

to keep away from us.

We are armed and ready for you.

Follow me.

(dramatic music)

(man screaming)

(men shouting)

The other soldiers will

be here any minute.

They're surrounding the place.

We'll make it,

they can't stop us.

But we'll never get out of Rome.

The gates will all

have been closed.

Then we won't go by the

gates, we'll go by a route

where no Roman force

will be in our way.

On, my brothers!

(dramatic music)

(gentle music)

Why did Spartacus bring all

these sl*ves along with us?

They slow down our march.

If the Romans catch up

with us we'll be lost.

But they won't.

Hurry up, you!

Now they're free men, soon

they will be soldiers.

We need soldiers now.

At any second I expect

the enemy to appear.

But our progress

has been too slow.

There was a horseman

on the hill up there,

he disappeared as

soon as he saw us.

I'll try to catch up with him.

No, I'll go.

(suspenseful music)

Stop there!

Spartacus.

Amytis.

(gentle music)

I knew all along

that I'd find you.

I'd begun to fear we'd

never meet, beloved.

Oh, I searched everywhere

for you, I searched so long.

But at last I'm in your arms.

Spartacus, all the sl*ves

know you're their savior.

I'll break their chains.

There'll no longer

be any sl*ves.

They will live in this land

as men, proud and free,

building a new way of life.

Rome won't be a city of hate.

I'll go with you, Spartacus.

And we shall never part.

All my life I shall be yours.

I've loved you Amytis,

from the very first day.

And my love will live forever.

Are you satisfied, my friend?

Our ranks are growing,

thousands are joining.

If only I knew how

to feed them all.

And more than that, how to

turn them into soldiers.

Then I'd be sure of victory.

These barricades are

completely useless here.

It isn't possible for

anyone to climb the cliff.

Have them shifted over

to the other side,

and take command while I'm gone.

Salembro.

Come with me, I need you.

I must find out exactly what

our enemy's movements are.

Right.

Look after Amytis.

(gentle music)

We must get back, Spartacus,

our people will be

getting worried about us.

But we haven't

learned anything yet.

We can't go back

without information.

We know Rufus is leading

a legion against us,

and we have to discover

where they are.

Romans.

It must be the advance

guard sent by Rufus.

Too many of them

for us to handle.

You go that way and I'll go

this, we'll split them up.

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

It's nothing at all, the wound

is not much to worry about.

He's just worn out.

He'll be on his feet in no time.

Don't you worry.

I'll look after him myself.

I couldn't leave him in better

hands than yours, Sabina.

Now go away, and

come back at dawn.

I'll take good care of him.

Good night, Sabina.

(gentle music)

So you're in my

hands, you are mine.

They've put a price on

your head, they want you.

But not as much as I do.

There isn't any more.

Sorry, no more water.

There's no more water.

Our situation is serious.

Luckily new groups are

joining us, they bring food.

But not enough for all of us.

We must come to a decision

now that Spartacus is gone.

I suggest we move out.

Octavius, I know how you

feel about Spartacus,

that you resent being

second in command,

but you can't go

against his orders.

He's placed all

his trust in you.

We should stay here and wait.

As for me I won't leave the

camp until he comes back.

Listen, Spartacus started

the revolt of the sl*ves.

Now he's disappeared,

I'll take command.

Tonight we'll strike camp.

You're mad.

I've already told you that

Spartacus wants us to stay.

And if he doesn't come back?

You know that the

water has given out.

We're forced to move,

there's no other way out.

We'll make a bid for

the safety of Sicily.

We'll go tonight.

We're not striking camp,

not before he's back.

He's left you, why

not come with me?

I love him.

And if he's dead?

If Spartacus had been k*lled,

I would know it

deep in my heart.

(gentle music)

It is so calm, so silent.

Tell me, aren't you

happier here with me

than with the sl*ves?

It is calm and silent,

but I'm unhappy.

I can't forget so easily the

friends who are waiting for me.

You forget how long

I've been waiting.

You made me hate

you and despise you.

So this is how you gladiators

make your great conquests.

The only victory I

want over you Sabina

is to be revenged for what

you tried to do to Amytis.

Forget Amytis.

Look at me Spartacus, why

do you even speak of her

when you have here at your

side a woman worthy of you?

How wonderful to feel you

tremble with hate and desire.

Since that first day

in my father's camp

I longed to be in your arms.

Aren't you going to

kiss me as a reward?

The gods will

punish you, Sabina.

Why should they?

They brought you here to me.

My gods must feel

quite sympathetic.

Otherwise I'd still

be lonely and sad.

Am I not right?

Because from all hiding places

they chose this one

for you, my love.

It was an evil choice.

The gods have forsaken me.

Saved you, Spartacus.

You're proud, you

think you're a hero

because you managed to

break your prison doors,

to free a lot of stupid sheep

that'll soon come running

and crying out

for their masters.

But fortunately the one I

desired found its way to me.

Now I intend to keep you close

to me, and to make you happy.

The Senate will refuse

nothing to my father.

Just as my father will

refuse nothing to me.

I know that they're very

anxious to be finished

and done with the rebellion

that you've started.

Rufus will certainly

break up the revolt

and scatter the sl*ves.

Do you think so?

But it doesn't matter

to us, my love.

I'll look after

everything for you.

You're very strong

and courageous, but

not clever enough.

I'll have father

get you a legion.

You'll go to Spain,

win a battle or two,

and then when you return, all

this will have been forgotten.

And Rome will certainly

acclaim you as a hero.

And by that time you will

found a new gladiator

to make love.

(laughing) You'll be

happy I know, Spartacus.

You will see, you're

just a child, a baby.

You don't know

anything of the world.

After six months with

me you'll be a man.

Mine.

And living like a king.

Tell me you accept all

this and my love, too.

It's so very easy.

Just kiss me and forget

all about your troubles.

(man screaming)

What's that?

I don't know.

(man screaming)

Who's screaming out there?

It is a sl*ve, Mistress,

they're whipping him.

Without my ordering it?

- [Servant] Fabius did

not want to disturb you.

Go, and tell Fabius

to make them stop.

Yes, Mistress.

Disgusting, these sl*ves

really are such a nuisance.

Come, my love.

What's wrong?

The night is finished, Sabina.

That cry has broken the

spell, now I can see clearly.

Have you lost your head?

For a while, yes.

I had lost my head altogether.

I forgot all those who

had put their faith in me

so trustingly.

Even shut my ears to

their agonizing cries.

But I've regained my senses.

I'm leaving now,

they're waiting for me.

Don't go, don't go

Spartacus, remain with me.

And betray my friends?

I love you, I'm no longer

the selfish Sabina you hated.

I'm entirely changed because

at last I'm truly in love.

The love I've sought

all through these years.

- [Servant] Mistress?

What is it now?

Forgive me Mistress,

but a soldier has come

with word from Rufus,

saying he's on his

way here to see you.

Tell the soldier I'll be

happy to receive Rufus.

I can't avoid seeing him.

But I'll send him away quickly.

Greetings, Sabina.

Welcome to you, Rufus.

Why are you here in Naples?

I've got orders to

break up and destroy

this army of sl*ves and to

capture the man who leads them.

The first assignment is simple,

but I'm not quite so

sure of the second.

Why do you think

it is so difficult

to find this Spartacus?

Because he's always miles

from wherever I happen to be.

Yet perhaps he has never

been so close to you

as he is now.

What is that you're saying?

Nothing, I suppose he

could easily be near here.

Somewhere in the hills,

within sight of the villa.

Oh, no no my dear Sabina,

you give that traitor

credit for too much courage.

Believe me, he wouldn't

dare come near here.

He always stays in the

out-of-the-way places

where he can find easy prey.

But nevertheless, being here

by yourself is too dangerous.

I haven't been alone

these last few days.

Who is your guest?

Well, I've had

company of a kind.

But it wasn't a man,

it was just a dream.

- [Rufus] A dream? (laughing)

Yes, it's all very strange.

So strange I can't

understand my dream at all.

Spartacus appears in it,

although he's never been

so far away from me.

Sabina, there's one thing

I'd like you to promise

before I go.

That when I return

victorious you will marry me.

You're certainly decided,

and very optimistic.

And patient, too.

I've waited for two years.

You're just starting.

Goodbye, Rufus.

I will return, and victorious.

(dramatic music)

Spartacus.

Spartacus!

Spartacus!

Spartacus!

Yes my brothers, you

have fought valiantly.

But courage is not enough.

The might of Rome

is too great for us.

This is the end of our road.

(dramatic music)

(crowd cheering)

I knew you would return.

Who gave orders to

withdraw the sentries?

I did.

Where you planning to break

camp against my orders?

There's no other

way out, Spartacus.

There is another

way, we will attack.

All we face is certain death,

the Romans are too strong.

Be silent, Octavius.

Listen, Spartacus--

That is an order.

Are you tired of liberty?

Do you want to fell

the whip again?

Are you aching to be

once more in the field,

sowing the grain you

never receive as bread?

Do you prefer sl*very?

You'll fight here with

the hope of victory,

or be torn by

lions in the Arena.

You are right, Spartacus.

Take up your arms, then.

You were a sl*ve in Capua.

What was your work?

I was chained to a plow

and driven as an ox.

And then when I'd

finished plowing

I was harnessed to a wheel

to draw water from a well.

Let's see your back.

Will you look, brothers?

The only reward of

a sl*ve is scars.

Do you all want

the same treatment?

- [All] No, no!

Listen, my friends.

Our ropes were not long

enough by themselves,

but together with the vines,

they will reach the

bottom of the cliff.

My plan is to make a surprise

attack on the Romans.

The first men down will

dispose of the guards

and capture the horses.

Then I will give you the signal.

Now, not a sound.

No noise, whatever happens,

and good luck everybody.

Down we go.

(suspenseful music)

(weapons clanking)

(suspenseful music)

(men shouting)

(dramatic music)

- [Rufus] We were taken

absolutely by surprise.

It must have been treachery.

I assure you it would

have been impossible,

utterly impossible

to do, otherwise.

No one, not even Caesar, could

have withstood the onslaught.

There was only one

thing left for me to do.

Get my troops back

to Rome intact.

- [Man] Hardly

intact, minus 2,000,

k*lled by a rabble

of unarmed sl*ves.

- [Rufus] The 2,000

were expendable.

I used them to cover the

retreat of my best troops.

I succeeded in this maneuver.

It was what I consider

a model of its kind.

Turning defeat into victory.

Victory, he says, but

Spartacus got away

with all your

equipment and supplies.

That sl*ve cannot put it to use.

The proof lies in the fact

that we returned

unmolested to Rome.

The enemy did not engage us in

a single battle all the way.

Your strategy is original.

Why not tell all this to Caesar?

He'd appreciate this

lesson in tactics.

If you lawyers were to

mind your own business

the w*r would go better.

No w*r was every won

by fine eloquence.

We should give you

a crown of laurels

for the Battle of Vesuvius,

but unfortunately

Spartacus doesn't realize

you've scored a victory

through your maneuvers.

He's marching on Rome.

- [Man] And you, Marcus

Licinius Crassus,

what are you going to do?

Are you going to wait

till Spartacus is

at the gates of Rome

before deciding what

action you will take?

You cannot ignore the Roman

people's fear of these rebels.

They can rest assured.

There's no need to be

scared into such a state

over what is merely an incident.

- [Man] You call this

violent upheaval of sl*ves

an incident?

Please, we must not

lose our balance.

What could he possibly

do, this Spartacus,

without food, without money,

and having only a

rabble to command?

What you call rabble

is becoming a legion.

And by the time our

generals wake up

they'll be storming Rome.

In which case they'll

have a reception

that will not lack warmth.

Rome has put mightier

enemies to flight.

And she can do it again.

Only it won't be Varinius Rufus

who will receive Spartacus,

but Marcus Licinius

Crassus in person.

Myself.

(suspenseful music)

There's someone to

see you, Spartacus.

Who is it?

The visitor would not say.

It's a woman.

She came without any escort.

Tell her to come in.

Who are you, and

what do you want?

To speak to you alone.

I have no secrets from anyone.

I'll speak when we're alone.

Leave us, Octavius.

(dramatic music)

What do you want from me?

I have brought a

proposal from my father,

Marcus Licinius Crassus.

Octavius.

I'm leaving, Octavius.

And while I'm away

you will take command.

How long will you be gone?

I'll return at daybreak.

This time you'll

follow my orders.

Remain here and do not

attack before I return.

Perhaps our future

will depend on it.

I shall obey.

(suspenseful music)

Where's Spartacus?

He left us.

And this time for good.

You mean he--

He's abandoned us.

He went with Sabina.

It can't be true.

I know it can't be true.

He told me she

was an evil dream.

Believe me, Sabina came,

and he left with her.

When she appeared he

didn't hesitate a minute.

He just followed her,

without looking back.

This meeting was not

my idea, Spartacus.

I had absolutely no

reason to send for you.

But since you're here,

you may as well be

told the situation.

I have 10 times as

many men as you.

There's no hope for you.

10 Romans against one of

my men, you'll need them.

The odds are against you.

Your head is a little swollen

after one easy victory.

But now you're facing Crassus.

If you'd had no fear of me,

you wouldn't speak

to me this way.

It's no use pretending, Crassus.

It's in your interest we're

speaking, not in ours.

The battle is lost

before it has begun.

Believe me.

The battle is lost for whom?

For you.

What do you plan to do?

Capture Rome?

Exactly.

Do you perhaps think you

will destroy the Roman Empire

at the same time, are

you mad enough for that?

But suppose that by a miracle

you succeed in capturing Rome.

It would be the end of you.

You'll be caught like rats

in a trap and dealt with.

You'd be held

within an iron ring.

You think so?

And what would stop me

from driving forward

and conquering the North?

Caesar's prepared for that.

He's waiting right here for you.

Not the slightest hope

for your army there.

It doesn't matter.

If I take Rome I'll become

master of the South.

10 legions are

arriving from Spain

to attend to you in Naples.

You mean you really believe

that you can smash our empire

with your miserable

sl*ves, Spartacus?

You had better think

of your own future.

I am taking Rome.

But in such a bloody battle,

you'll sacrifice those

men who trusted you

and believed you

were a great leader.

I want the sl*ves to

win liberty for always.

So they will, if

you have your way.

The liberty of death.

We could perhaps

discuss an alternative.

(flourish of trumpets)

My friends, my brothers,

I stand here for Spartacus,

who brought me among you

to fight for liberty.

We've already tasted liberty,

but we are in

danger of losing it.

Millions of sl*ves

are still in chains,

you must liberate them.

We must destroy Rome, so

let's go forward to victory.

Spartacus will not be there,

but he'll guide us

with his inspiration.

Follow Octavius, who

is now in command!

We will make an end of Rome

and gain the liberty

we've awaited so long!

To arms!

- [Men] To arms!

I might consider giving you

one of our legions to command.

I say once more, even if you

offered a whole army to me

I'd still be uninterested.

We'll meet next in battle.

Crassus, why don't you stop

talking, arrest him now?

And have him thrown

to the lions.

No Rufus, we shall

not break our word.

The hospitality of

the Romans is sacred.

All right, Spartacus.

I'll promise liberty for

you and all your men.

Crassus, the advance guard

of the rebels is approaching.

But that is impossible.

They're attacking.

So he disobeyed.

Are you going to stop them?

No, I'm going to

die by their side.

(suspenseful music)

Spartacus.

Please listen to me.

I've no time or desire to.

I know what you want to

say, but I don't love you

and never have.

I don't believe it.

When you held me in your

arms so passionately.

I'm sure it was love.

I could not have

been so mistaken.

You are mistaken, Sabina,

we don't have

anything in common.

You don't offer to join

me and fight by my side

nor face death with me for

the triumph of my cause.

But you want me to

forsake this cause

and go back with you

to a world I hate.

Please listen to me

Spartacus, don't leave me,

I love you so.

I know that I'm not

worthy of you, I know it.

But without you I would

be completely lost.

Life would become worthless,

I'm yours Spartacus.

If you leave me I can't

survive, I'll die without you.

Goodbye, Sabina.

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

It's you.

Yes it's me, my

loved one, I'm here.

I knew I should find you.

Yes, but it's too late.

Don't say that.

I betrayed you all,

Octavius, Artorige, Salembro.

I made promises I didn't keep.

I led you to disaster,

not to victory.

It wasn't your fault.

This is the end of

our road, all is lost.

Even if this battle is

lost, the fight will go on

until victory is ours.

Be at peace, your

example will be followed.

The flame you've lit

is still burning.

It will burn until

the world is free.

Take this.

Today it has failed.

But you're right, someday

it will be victorious.

(dramatic music)