Salome Page #3

I hope what I've learned about Galilee

and the people after five years

in the diplomatic service

will be useful to you.

Serve me half as well as

you did in Britain,

and we'll keep

those barbarians quiet.

Captain Quintus, sir.

We must cast off immediately, sir,

or lose the tide until morning.

Sail. I am ready.

There's still one passenger missing.

What passenger?

Princess Salome.

And who may she be?

King Herod's stepdaughter.

We have orders from Caesar

to transport her home.

Well, why is she not here?

I follow orders,

and I expect others to.

I wait for no one.

Least of all a woman.

Perhaps there's one woman

worth waiting for.

No woman.

Not even that one?

Hmm?

Princess Salome.

His Excellency Pontius...

What impudence.

Claudius, show me to

my quarters.

Your quarters have

just been invaded, sir.

Pull the oar harder.

Pull harder!

Shall we find quarters

below deck, sir?

No, I have no stomach

for the perfume

of galley slaves.

I'd rather camp up here.

To give up your quarters

to a princess of Galilee

is diplomacy of high order, sir.

Protocol dictates

that you go one step further.

Present yourself

to the princess.

Welcome her personally

the first night aboard.

Protocol dictates?

I'm the governor. I dictate.

Then allow me to relieve you

of an unpleasant duty.

I will present your compliments.

I shall send none to her.

Oh.

It's possible the princess

did not realize she had

taken your quarters.

Perhaps I could persuade her

to relinquish them.

Perhaps? Order her out.

Yes, sir.

Keep the beat.

Keep the beat!

You there, put your

weight into it.

The governor wishes...

The governor wishes

to extend his official greetings.

As for taking his quarters,

I must ask you...

Another gallant Roman.

Governors, senators,

commanders. All alike.

Men of iron, made to rule.

All heartless liars.

You know Caesar banished me.

And yet you come

to greet me officially.

As a Roman of pure blood

to a barbarian.

What else,

unofficially?

I assure you, my intentions were...

I am not interested in your intentions.

All I want is no Roman near me.

No Roman anywhere near me.

I will remain in this cabin

for the remainder

of the journey.

I want nothing to do

with any of you,

and I expect that courtesy

to be returned.

I will have your wish

carried out.

All Romans onboard

will avoid you.

On no condition will

any Roman speak to you.

Not one word.

Onboard ship

or on the overland

journey home.

Well, commander?

I regret to say

I could do nothing, sir.

Did you order her out?

In the name of Your Excellency.

And she still refused to go?

She ordered me out, sir.

Oh, did she, Claudius?

The most important man

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