Spartacus Page #2

- Go away.

- What will she think of you?

Indeed, what will I think of you?

Go away.

Come, come. Be generous.

We must learn to share our pleasures.

I'm not an animal!

You're not trying to escape,

by any chance?

Direct your courage

to the girl, Spartacus.

I'm not an animal!

- I'm not an animal.

- Neither am l.

What's your name?

Varinia.

You'll have to take her

out of here, Marcellus.

You may not be

an animal, Spartacus...

but this sorry show

gives me very little hope...

that you'll ever be a man.

First rule:

You get an instant kill

on the red.

Here. Here.

Always remember:

Go for the red fiirst...

because if you don't,

your opponent will.

In the blue,

you get a cripple.

Here, here...

here and here.

Second rule:

Go for the cripple

before the slow kill.

Here's a slow kill

on the yellow.

Here, here...

and here.

Remember...

A slow kill may have enough left

in him to kill you before he dies.

With a cripple,

you know you've got him...

if you keep your distance

and wear him down.

The rest is all right

for a public spectacle in Rome...

but here at Capua we expect

more than simple butchery...

and we get it.

Spartacus, why are you looking

at that girl?

Varinia! Stand still.

Since all he can do

is look at girls...

all right, slave,

go ahead and look.

I said look!

No. No, this one

goes to the Spaniard.

Have a good night's rest,

Spartacus.

In there.

Woman!

I've warned you

about this kind of thing.

All right, bring them in.

No talking!

Move along there.

Did they hurt you?

No.

That's a kill.

One, two...

three, four, fiive.

One, two, three, four.

We have visitors.

Tremendous visitors!

Two simply enormous Roman lords

on the hill.

How easily impressed

you are, Ramon.

Just 'cause they're Romans,

I suppose they're enormous.

Tell them to wait for me

when they arrive.

-Master, you don't understand!

-How enormous do these Roman lords get?

One of them is

Marcus Licinius Crassus.

What? Wait a minute.

Crassus here? Varinia,

my red toga with the acorns.

And some chairs in the atrium.

Second-best wine.

No, the best,

but small goblets.

Gracchus! You know

how Crassus loathes him.

Take him away.

- I can't lift it.

- Use your imagination! Cover him.

Tell Marcellus

to get the men ready.

Crassus has expensive taste.

He'll want a show of some sort.

Forgive me, Gracchus.

Marcus Licinius Crassus...

most noble radiance...

fiirst general of the Republic...

father and defender of Rome...

honour my house.

Bless it with your presence.

Wine! Sweetmeats! Can't you see

that Their Honours are exhausted?

Have the goodness to sit.

Is anything wrong,

Your Nobility?

No.

Welcome

to the Lady Claudia Maria...

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