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02x10 - Vita Brevis

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "As If". Aired: January 1, 2021.*
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Yilmaz and Ilkkan are two friends who are constantly fighting each other.

02x10 - Vita Brevis

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I'm thinking about a secondhand cart.

Why, what happened to yours?

It's going so slow.

I need like...

What a guy.

I need something...

More faster, something sporty.

Are you in midlife crisis?

No way.

I am in midlife crisis, bro.
What's wrong with that?

It's quite normal.

You must know,
are there any good carts in the market?

At this summer's beginning,
my brother-in-law

brought a handmade one from Macedonia.

-Yes.
-It's so cool.

Move your head back a bit, I can't see.

Okay, let's buy a secondhand one then.

Tell him to arrange one for us.
Is it expensive?

Very expensive.
But, it's solid and light.

You don't even feel it
moving on a rocky land.

Is that so?

And, because it's light,
it doesn't tire the horses as well.

Great, how many horses do we need?

Two, no need for more, it's light.

So, you say it'd be dangerous.

Do you ride the horses
vertically or horizontally?

What does that mean?

Do the horses run
back to back or side by side?

Bro, how are you going to
run two horses back to back?

You can do it with four horses,
back to back or side by side.

A cart that needs four horses...

What are you babbling about, bro?

Anyway bro, talk to your brother-in-law
about where we can find that

so that we can find and order one too.

-Okay bro, I will.
-Thank you.

Okay, what will we do today?

You will punish four sl*ves, Dominus.
Then, there'll be a Senate.

Okay, are you guys done?

I'm not doing anything,
I'm waiting for you.

I'm not doing anything too.

Torus, are you taking a sh*t?

Dominus, I entered because you did.

Bro I did that because you did too.

No, I did it because you did it.

We've been sitting idly here for
30 minutes with our pants down.

It's okay, no problem.

-Our asses cooled off. Let's go.
-Come on.

Your master is coming, stand tall.

Salute him.

-How are you?
-I'm fine.

Who is he, is he new?

Yes, master.
I bought him myself last week.

You were a bit busy.

But Torus, we shouldn't
pick sl*ves blindly.

Why did you do this?
I need to see him too.

What if I don't like him?

What will you do if I don't like him?
Take him, I don't like him.

Look at him. How much
did you pay for him?

He wasn't worth too much, hold on.

I mean, the owner gave him.

He'll stay for three days. If we don't
like him, we can send him elsewhere.

I can refund him.

I think about people in Senate all day,

-and evaluate a sl*ve after returning.
-While you can rest.

He doesn't know.

-What's your name?
-Yanni.

Yanni, you'll cut your hair.

and that mustache too.

You'll either cut your hair or musta--
Just cut one of them!

What did he do?

-He stole honey from the cellar, sir.
-Honey?

-Did he steal honey? How much?
-A lot, a huge amount.

-An amphora full of honey.
-It's a lot.

-A lot.
-What did you do? Eat it all?

Didn't you get sick from
eating that much honey?

We'll hit him ten times.

Five of them will be so hard.

You'll hit him so hard five times.

I can hit ten times
so hard if you like.

I don't want pragmatism, Torus.

You'll hit him so hard
five times, that's it.

What did he do?

Master, he applied to be
a gladiator without my permission.

How? Hold on.

He can't-- Doesn't he need
the owner's permission to apply?

-Yes, he should be rejected.
-He should be.

How did he do that then?

Must've been a mistake.

What happened, was he
mistaken by any chance?

-Cassus is the head there, right?
-Cassus is the head?

I'll talk to him.

-Why do you want to be a gladiator?
-I want to fight.

Okay then.

He decided what he wants.

I don't care about what he wants to do.

The things I deal with...

Beat him up. To the point
that he rests for a day.

-Gladly, master.
-Beat him up good.

-What did he do?
-Yılmaz.

-Yes, bro.
-Ask for his money from the treasure.

Right. Write a letter.

I want to get his money
back from the treasure.

I can't benefit from him.

-So, why would I pay?
-True.

-It's my legal right.
-Of course.

Let's continue.

What did he do?

Master, he doesn't like
the food we give him.

-No way!
-He complains all the time, yes!

-No way!
-Yes.

You were eating pebbles
at where you came from!

Are you criticizing the food?

Write this down.
It'll be another punishment.

Got it.

What did you do, Mr. Yanni?

Master, Yanni draws
a bird picture to his room.

So?

You know, bird symbolizes freedom.

-Oh.
-Hmm.

Listen, I'll f*ck you up.

I don't like the way you look
too, you'll erase that bird tonight.

Let me look at you.

Okay.

Okay, what'll we do? Tell me.

We didn't punish him.
I have an idea.

Okay, tell me.

I say that we should
hang him from his legs.

Isn't that a bit too harsh?

He'd die.

His blood will go to his
head if you hang him like that.

Dude, these are national treasures.

It'd be a shame.

Are we going to k*ll
the sl*ves all the time?

What a brutal, cruel man you are.

Hang him from his neck.

let him hang for 30 minutes
and think about what he'd done.

-Don't tighten his rope too much, okay?
-As you wish.

We'll go there. Take this,
I'll want it back in a moment.

He became as cruel as a hangman
when he became the slavemaster.

-He got c*ck.
-I shouldn't give them too much.

I'll call you when I'm ready, sir.

Okay.

We're ready.

Let him stay like that.

After 30 minutes, he'll understand.

Is there a point in agonizing people?

And he was going to
hang him from his feet.

How can I just leave all of a sudden?
These are my sl*ves.

As you said, they're
national treasures.

-Yes.
-National wealth.

It is treachery.

What happened to him?
Poke him once.

Hey!

Did he die?

-He's dead, Dominus.
-How?

What did your master tell you?

Didn't he tell you to
not tighten his rope?

He must've tightened
the rope, that's why.

He never listens his master.

He just doesn't listen to Dominus.

Did he have some sort of a sickness?

Did he get excited and die?

Is it because we hanged
him from his neck?

Is that why?

I mean, I don't know, from the neck...

-No, no.
-It's not possible.

Let's try one more.

Let's see if it's something like that.

-Take this one.
-I'm taking the honey thief.

Take him.

Come.

Isn't that a nonsense? It's a nonsense.

Come up. Come. There. Hold on to me.

-Should we go to a summer resort?
-You take this.

Put the rope back.

Like your friend, look at your friend.

-Do the same.
-I think about a winter resort.

Don't be excited, okay?

-Relax.
-Summer is coming anyway.

I'll hit this soon.

Just like your friend.

But, I think it's because
of excitement, right?

-Should we go together?
-Okay.

We need to pass through the sea, you

-have a fear.
-Dominus,

Sorry to interrupt, we are ready.

He won't get excited,
we're not excited.

Relax.

I'll lose my mind.

I wouldn't believe it
if I hadn't seen it.

Me neither.

How? Is he dead too?

Yes, he's dead too.

Hold him still.

How can it be?

Is a human's neck that weak?

So it seems, bro.

Dominus, I mean,

since they fall fast,

their body might not be
able to carry it's weight.

Then...

Did we find a way of
execution by doing this?

Dominus, you know it better, but

I just want to make sure.
Should we try Yanni too?

Hmm.

No, I need Yanni.

I'll take Yanni to the Senate.

I have an idea.

Hold this, Yanni.

How lucky you are,
you'll get to see a Senate!

Look at how lucky he is!

Be grateful.

Bro, they're making us
walk like horses here.

Why can't we come with horses?

-What's up guys?
-Good, and you?

-Good day.
-You returned, you were at Sicily.

I did, I did.

-All you guys do is talk.
-You're welcome too.

-When did you return?
-Last night.

It was a long trip,
we had a lot to carry.

-Are you okay?
-Yes, Yılmaz, how are you?

I'm okay, things are the same.

I think about Rome a lot. It tires me.

Other than that, it's all the same.

We all think about Rome.

-Right?
-Yes, of course.

It's all Rome.

-You look fine.
-We're fine.

In all modesty, Sicily felt great.

It must have. You're shining.

Thank you, you're the one
who's shining Yılmaz.

-Bless you.
-Bless you.

Come.

Is that dog Berentius still alive?

He is, how can't he?

He's looking after himself so well.

He was going to come
but he didn't like here.

-He won't come
-He can't.

-Not to Rome.
-He didn't

-Did you bring us something from there?
-Yes, grapes.

-Great, are they for wine?
-No.

They're for eating
because they're sweet.

-We can eat.
-Yes.

-Yes, bro.
-If we can't...

These poor guys can eat.

You came crowded.

We've things to do.
We're working for Rome.

Is it something we know?

I have a proposal, an idea.
I think you'll like it.

Seriously? What's it about?

Let it be a surprise.
You'll hear it soon.

Okay, we'll be waiting.

-We're waiting.
-We'll see.

We were talking about
what can we do for Rome.

We have good ideas.

-I'll say something.
-Yes?

Will the Emperor come today?
Did he say anything about it?

I don't know. He can say that
he will but he might not come

or vice-versa, you know him.

Yes.

Great, we were talking
about a few things.

We were thinking about
whether we propose them or not

As you know, in the past,

At every session in Senate,
there'd be two consuls.

Now, the whole
Senate is like a brothel.

Look, Entulus. I'm sorry
but this is a sacred place.

This place is a Senate.

I didn't like such an
imputation about a place

where we talk about people's problems.

Okay, I said consul.

Okay, but you should stop
dreaming about the past.

You should stop dreaming
about the past, Entulus.

You should stop it from the beginning.

For 40 years, you're
only smiling in the Senate.

Don't get me wrong,
but somebody has to say this.

-Yes, yes.
-But,

I can't let you talk about the
Emperor sarcastically in the Senate.

-Just saying.
-C'mon.

-What did I say?
-I'm just saying.

That's how I am.

I have never ending love
for Rome. It doesn't end.

-See you.
-Yeah...

Look at that b*stard. What a dog.

You're being too sincere to them.

You're being too sincere
to them, don't be, okay?

He's still talking about a consul.
We have a great Emperor for decades.

They're living their life like a dream.

They're rich bro, they're rich.

They only want to eat by themselves.

He's still complaining. What a b*stard.

-That dog, he's still complaining.
-Stop, relax.

Why do you think about them too much?

Rome is so alone, Septimus.

Rome is so alone, sadly.

Bro, who are you showing off to?

Okay, you lackeyed to the Emperor too.

-You're a huge fan of the Emperor.
-I say what I believe in.

If I believe in it. I won't
if I don't believe in it.

Yılmaz, let's stop this.

Forget it bro,
just don't do it. I'm telling you,

You'll get in trouble.
Things are already bad, just wait.

You're such a coward!

I'm not a coward, bro...

-Coward.
-I'm a realist.

Cowa-- I know realist people.
You're not one of them.

I know ideologist people too.
You're not one of them.

I know lot's of cowards.
You're one of them.

I know one numskull and that is you.

I know a numb head and that is you.

So what? Are we going to argue
like children in front of the Senate?

-Just stop it.
-Prepare him.

We'll go in now. Prepare
and bring him to me, okay?

Let's go bro.

C'mon guys, don't mess around.
Quit talking here.

Let's open a window or something.

Who agrees?

Who disagrees?

Question proposal is denied.

Your friend is a bonehead.

Next agenda topic.

Yes, Yılmaz.

Yılmaz has a proposal
about clothing improvement.

Act as we talked.

Okay gentlemen, this is an undershirt.

that is a short, bermuda short,
it can be over or under the knee.

If it goes a bit lower,
it can be called capri.

When it reaches to the ankle,
it becomes a pants.

It can be a short in the summers,

and it can be
a pants in the winters.

-Who'd wear this?
-Does anyone wear this?

-Who'd wear this?
-Guys, don't disagree instantly.

Look, Germans are wearing pants.

Celts are wearing pants.
Gallians wear this.

Even the Egyptians are
wearing this. Only Greeks

and us are wearing
bedlinen-like clothes.

We're going around like beds.

Toga is Rome's nobility sign.

We can't wear pants like barbarians.

Dear sir, look,
we already wear sandals.

You can wear your shorts in the summer
and a leather jacket on it.

Believe me, what we're
wearing has no future.

Who agrees?

-Come on.
-Who disagrees?

Yılmaz's proposal is rejected.

It was rejected
because of that ugly b*stard.

It didn't look good
on him, he's so slim.

It looks already floaty,
the Senate didn't like him.

We should've cut his hair
or beard or something.

Next agenda topic is this
weeks expropriations.

I'll read the Emperor's orders.

Read.

Protector of Rome,
light of the great ancestor Romus,

Kaiser, first Emperor of Rome
Octavian Augustus' grandson

and Nayus Dimitius
Ahoyabarbus eldest son

Emperor Tiberius Claudius Kaiser
of Augustus Germanicus'

only adopted son
wife of Cladio Octavia,

guardian of the Julio-Claudian family,

young Sereka and protector of the
musicians of Paktaryon Prefektisetus,

actor and lyremaster

The architect of Domus Transtorian...

Just say Nero,

why are you reading
his full name all the time?

You always oppose to something.

You're doing this because
your proposal was rejected, right?

You're being disrespectful
to the Emperor.

If we be disrespectful to the Emperor,

What will our enemies do, huh?

Stop this beatnik behavior!

Didn't you tell me that our
Emperor has gone mad?

That he's k*lling whoever he wants?
You said it.

Did I hear you wrong?
You said this.

-Don't be ridiculous.
-Am I insulting our Emperor? Huh?

Am I?

You can't find anyone that
loves the Emperor more than me.

By the order of the Emperor Nero
Cladius Kaiser Augustus Germanicus

Senator Cassius Maximus' brother

will be exiled to
the state of Hispania.

He's f*cked.

It was obvious. Very obvious.

Hispania.

Next topic, Senator
Primus Sanguis Septimus

is being accused with treason.

Woah.

-What did he do?
-What did he do?

-What did the man do?
-Septimus

will be judged in this senate
at the end of this month.

If he is found guilty,

All of his properties in Pompei,
Neapolis and Kosentia

will be seized,

and he will be k*lled.

-Why?
-What do you mean why?

Dear Senator, I'm reading
the list that the Emperor wrote.

Who knows what you did.

Did you take bribery or
conspired against something?

That's what's written.

The Emperor must
have eyes on your wife.

For God's sake.

According to the constitution of Rome,
treason's punishment is absolute.

What if we try it?
Why don't you do what I say?

Girl, are you out of your mind?
You're talking nonsense.

I say let's escape but you say no.

I say let's mediate someone but you
say no. You say no to everything.

Who are we going to mediate?
Who'd dare to do that?

People are scared from their shadows.

We'll bribe then.

Aunt, have you gone mad? What bribery?

Are we going to bribe the Emperor?

Who do you think we are
The man will crucify

our whole bloodline in half an hour!

C'mon bro, it's enough. Enough.

-You're just sculpturing my face.
-Here, master, it's done.

He was going to continue.

What is this?

Master, because
the sculpture is Greek style...

-Say that again.
-Because the sculpture is Greek style,

as you can guess,
we don't go too much into detail.

Why? Why don't you
go too much into detail?

Do it normally, I'm paying it's money!

Since we Greeks think that
educated and noble civilizations

we should be distant to

lustful and sensual desires...

-Yes?
-In short,

only the barbarians
have huge dicks, master.

You are a Roman senator.

For God's sake...

Okay, tie something under this.

The kids play here,
it shouldn't stay like this.

-How is our sculpture?
-It looks good.

Be honest, brother.

-It looks good, sir.
-Put your hand on your heart and say,

"this sculpture looks good"

Sir, this sculpture looks good.

Follow me, c'mon.

Why me, bro?

What did I do? Why did I
get accused all of a sudden?

Bro, I told you so many times,

I told you not to do it, that
you're drawing attention.

You were so sincere with
senators in the Senate.

Hugs, laughters, you
were being watched, bro.

This guy doesn't forgive such things.

Bro, you have to
understand the Emperor too.

We shouldn't blame him.

He's still trying to protect
the Emperor, I'll lose my mind!

Guys, please, it's enough.

Just stand tall!

We'll get into that trial.
There's no other way.

I say what if I argue
with a few senators

or swear to them

and they beat me up, wouldn't
that create such a perception?

-Umm.
-They'd think

that we're not friends.

Or,

What if they kidnap
my wife and ask for ransom?

-Livya?
-Livya.

-No way!
-You shameless!

You b*stard, look at how
you're acting to save yourself.

-You have no shame!
-Relax, he doesn't mean it!

-Yes.
-Why would I relax?

-It's a plan, a plan.
-We're thinking.

-I'm strategizing.
-What are you thinking?

-I know you...
-Diplomacy...

They'll pretend to kidnap you.

-So that it looks like hostility.
-Guys, relax!

Yılmaz, are you Septimus' lawyer?

We were just thinking, that's it.

Nobody is anything to anyone...

No, bro! I can't.

-Why not, bro? Why not?
-No,

I can't be responsible for such a sin.

Yılmaz, please,

I beg you, I have no other choice.

Bro, don't persist. I haven't
done this in 10 years!

I don't remember any of the laws.

In the name of Jupiter.

-No, bro. No!
-I beg you!

-No, don't beg.
-I'll be your sl*ve.

-Please, don't do it.
-I'll be your sl*ve, Yılmaz.

31 MAY AD 68
DAY OF THE TRIAL

With Magistra Maximus Prefect
Preator Patriki

and Plebeian representatives.

Dear Rome's valuable senators.

Today, I will be

the lawyer of an innocent man.

And you'll judge an innocent man today.

I remembered what
Sophokles said 500 years ago:

"And who's going to judge the judges?"

Yes, my job is hard.

But yours is even harder.
Because the history will judge you.

Before I start pleading,
I'd like to ask a question.

Everyone look at
this man's face closely.

Look at his face closely.

Do you think

this is the face of a man
who has committed treason?

Don't smile, what are you doing?

Let me say it like this.

Let me make it up like this.

Perhaps we are struggling

to think that there
can't be a single person

who doesn't look like he
can't commit this ugly crime.

-What is he saying?
-What is he talking about?

-What did he say?
-Is he joking?

-I don't get it.
-Me neither.

Magistrate,

You can start with
the accuses if you like.

We'll defend against them one by one.

Like a Q&A. Let's go.

Suspect Septimus

was seen meeting with
a small group of senators

at an organization house.

Magistrate, there is such a thing.

It's true, but it's not
an organization house.

There's no such a thing.

I go there, I was there too.

There's no such a thing. We have

a massage team which
consists of eight to ten people.

We go there per 15 days,
right, Septimus?

We go there per 15 days.

We get oiled, massaged, etc. We relax.

We have Greek brothers,

Carthaginian brother,
nonpolitical brothers,

senators, and...

In fact, I was going to propose this.

I was going to say that we
as a Senate are too tense.

Should we open a massage
house next to the Senate building?

-I was going to propose this here.
-What kind of a massage is this?

General, suitable for everyone.

-What does the accused say?
-Sir, I usually get

neck and head massage, but--

That's not what I'm asking. What
do you say about the accusation?

Yes, about the accusation,
I agree to what my lawyer said.

There's nothing else I'd like to add.

You hit the Emperor's
sculputure's leg at the Forum

saying, "what's up bro!"

-It's a lie!
-He wouldn't,

there's no way that man would do that.

Okay, at a meal, you drank a lot

and sang a song about Nero.

Lies!

I'm the most introverted
person at this Senate.

I can't sing a song, it's not possible.

These are arbitrary accusations.

Who saw or heard this?
C'mon now.

To a taxman,

you said that his wage
is paid with your taxes.

Look, Magistrate.

This guy became the record
holder of taxes last year.

Do you think he'd say such a thing?
I'm sorry, but

I think about this question:

"Why is our Emperor
dealing with such bullshits?

What happened to Rome,
guys? What happened to us?"

-What happened to us?
-What happened?

A Christian sl*ve told you that
Jesus Christ is the messiah.

And you said,
"it can be, it's possible.

Such things should be argued.

I can't say he isn't or he is"

Look, Magistrate. Everyday, I offer

five kilograms of
fruits and vegetables.

From melons to
eggplants, lots of things.

In fact, a few days ago, my wife said,

"you shouldn't offer that much.

that's enough for the Gods"
I said it's not enough.

I continued. I'm still
continuing and I will continue.

Last week, I offered five oxes.

-Everyone here is a witness.
-I saw it.

I offered them to Jupiter.
I'd give my life for Jupiter.

I'd die for it, die!
I have a life

and I offer it to Jupiter!

Bravo, bravo, bravo, bravo!

Accusations, accusations.

He said this, he heard that,

he saw him, etc.

This is frivolity.

Behind these accusations
which have no tangible evidence,

I look for evil purpose! There's
an evil purpose against this guy!

I look for evil purpose.

After the defendant say his last words,

the court will declare its decision.

After watching this theatre here today,

here's what I think, gentlemen.

Our Emperor is affected by

our brother Septimus'
charisma so much that

he saw him as a rival in the future,

and with these illusive

and unmanly accusations,

he wanted to take his
properties, belongings, and his life.

That's what I see.

Now, I'm talking to all of you,
to all of your consciences.

Should wanting to take someone's
properties, belongings, and life

be up to the judges that love

the King more than himself

or the Emperor more than himself?

Think about it well.

Did the Roman constitution
that is admired by the whole world

became a toy

in despots' hands?

Bravo, bravo!

Bravo, bravo, bravo!

I'm asking everyone, everyone.

Everyone ask themselves.

Do we want such an Emperor?

Or, is the Emperor we
want is someone like Nero?

-Yes.
-Yes.

Yes, an Emperor like Nero.

An Emperor like Nero.

This is the supreme court's decision.

Suspect Primus Sanguis Septimus

is acquitted from the accusations.

But, he'll pay all the
expenses of this court.

Bravo, bravo, bravo, bravo!

That's how it's done.

My man Yılmaz!

-That's it.
-On the other hand,

Septimus' lawyer Yılmaz.

Yes, sir.

In a Roman court,
at the middle of the Senate,

in front of all the people,

you have committed

high treason with
your words and actions.

Due to his nobility,

he will be given a choice between
execution and suicide. Also,

after his death, all of his
wealth, active or passive,

will be transferred to Nero.

The hearing is adjourned.

Don't hit it, don't!

Hold on, hold on! Don't do it!

I have an objection, Magistrate.
Where are you guys going?

We'll talk, hey, Septimus!

Come back here, please!

Wait, I have an objection.

f*ck!

-Nobody has come, right?
-They did.

They didn't.

Look at me, how do I look? Huh?

Should we get rid of that golden crown?

-Does it look bad?
-I think it's a bit too much.

-No.
-Whatever.

My face, how is my face?

Good, quite white.

Once things quiet down,

Lentulus will send a cart.
Listen to me closely.

Lentulus will send a cart.
You'll get onto it

and go to south to your mothers'.

You'll have a vacation
there for a while.

Once the things in Rome are over,
you'll come back to Rome, okay?

Are our hidden
golds still in the vault?

Yes, they are. They're in a wheat jar.

I put an x on it.
You can take it, okay?

You can take it and
spend it as you like, okay?

Come here, baby.

-C'mon.
-Let's go.

Let's hope for the best.

For all of us.

-And I'm sorry.
-Welcome.

Go on, go on. Enjoy.

Be ready.

There we go.

Okay.

Let's stop the music.

My dear wife Lucretsia,

my dear friends,

and dear guests.

Tonight, we gathered to
send me off to Elysium.

I believe that one day,
we'll all be together there.

But, I wish you a long
and healthy life in this world.

Bravo!

-Bravo!
-Bravo!

Actually, there should be

my dearest friend Septimus in my place.

But I defended him
so well in the Senate that

instead,

let's say it's my reward.

I mean, we can't
object to Gods' desire.

There's nothing to do. Yes.

Of course, it bothers
me a little but...

At least I know where
I'm going, the Elysium.

That's how we know it, we'll see.

I have a few words for you all.
Before I bore you any longer.

Rome was a civilization
ideal opposed to barbarism.

Rome was an idea of civilization.

But, the point we've come today,

as much as it hurts me to say,

I have to say it.

We

have become barbarians
that live in fancy houses

and wear fancy clothes.
That's how it is for me.

I mean, what did we set off with
and what did we become, get it?

That's what I think.

I won't see what'll happen in the
future. You'll be the ones to see it.

Clap. Clap.

I'm reproachful, right on the point.

I am. Of course,

I would like to thank

our valuable statesmen
for letting me suicide.

They gave me the option to suicide.

Lots of thanks and love to them.

We'll try this method
on me for the first time.

I believe that with
this suicide method,

we'll be able to rapidly
punish the guilty.

Now, normally,

you would drink poison or...

What was that cliffs name?

-Tarpeya.
-Tarpeya.

Normally, you would
drink poison or you would go

and throw yourself from Tarpeya cliff.

That's how suiciding
is done more or less.

Even in my death, I

wanted to serve the Rome,
the world, and the humanity.

I wanted to irradiate
for the next generation

and leave something to the history.

I'm ready!

Goodbye to you all!

How should we do this?

Where's this? Come here.

Hold on, hold on, okay.

Okay, seems like we're ready.

With a kick... We all have sl*ves,

call one of them and ask to kick the
stand. I have my head of sl*ves, Torus.

He will kick it. Torus,
kick it, let's show them.

Dominus, I don't want to.

Bro, I have to show
something to the people.

Do you want me to
hang you here to show it?

-Do it.
-Thank you for everything, Dominus.

You're welcome, c'mon.
Now, he'll kick the stand.

Hold on. Then,
you'll see a fall. Anyway.

You'll understand when you see it.

Are you ready?

I am, c'mon.

Kick it hard.

Now, because the distance is short,

I didn't die instantly,
I'm slowly getting strangled.

Normally, when the distance is longer,

I have to let go of my hand too.

Stop! Stop! Stop the suicide!

-Stop the suicide!
-Come, come! Help! Help!

-Why did we stop?
-Hold Dominus, quickly!

-What happened?
-The Emperor has committed suicide.

-What did you say?
-Help the man!

The Senate has declared
the Emperor as a public enemy.

And he suicided tonight.
I've just heard of it.

What? Then...

Are you serious? I'm about
to die here. Tell me the truth.

I'm telling the truth, Nero is dead!

Then,

-Then my suicide is cancelled too.
-C'mon, bring him down.

-Of course.
-Okay, c'mon guys.

-You're lucky.
-Take it off.

-Hurry up!
-You damn sculptor,

you couldn't...

-Would you like some wine?
-f*ck the wine!

-You're good.
-Bring me down.

Whew!

Look, I believed you and got down.

I'm telling the truth, sir.

Okay, don't go anywhere.
What happened?

What's wrong with you, are you okay?

No way, bro. Are you
kidding? I'm so happy!

I'm so happy but...

But what?

Forget it, bro.

What? Tell me what happened?

Yılmaz, I think you're
the reason of this.

No one was complaining about
the Emperor until the session.

So, what is this?
A complaint or a thank you?

This is astonishment.

You've ended an era, Yılmaz.

-What's your name?
-Juba, Dominus.

I adopt you, Cuba.
You'll live like a king.

You'll go to Greece and you'll study.

You'll study agriculture and
become the head of this villa.

Forget it, I got
carried away. I'm sorry.

It's not logical at all, I'm sorry.

Put it on.

He looked so empty for
a second so I resigned.

Are you going to
leave this villa to him?

No, we'll think about that later.
How did you put this on?

Let's go, c'mon.

This new Emperor won't
live long like the last one.

I'll tell you that.

Why, bro? All north
legions are on his back.

Whatever it is, that
guy doesn't have that...

That look. You get it.

-Was it Darius?
-Galba.

Galba or whatever his name is.

I quit doing this anyway.

-Tell you what.
-Huh?

-There's a new project.
-What project?

The project, didn't you hear it?

No. Torus, why didn't you tell
me that there's a project?

Oh, yes, the gulley project,
from the mountain, right?

No, not that. There'll be a new
arena made to the city center.

What arena? There's no place
for an Arena in the city center.

Torus, don't interfere,
your masters are talking!

Sorry, bro.

-Nero--
-I'll cut your tongue.

They'll bring down
Nero's huge sculpture.

How?

What will happen then?
What do you mean by an Arena?

An arena, like an amphitheater.

But, it's much bigger. It's
for 50 thousand people.

50 thousand? No way, say 100 thousand.

You're f*cking lying to me.

Bro, I'm very serious.

They initiated a tender,
I saw it on the board.

So what?

So, we can join the tender.

-With who?
-You, me, Lentulus,

maybe Antonius.

Torus, what do you say?

Let's do it, Dominus.

Life is short, let's do it.

Okay.

Why did it amuse you that much?

It has nothing to do with you.

He's just a sl*ve, he doesn't
know when to be happy.