The Last Days of Pompeii Page #3

Did you see that backhand

stroke of the Wolf's?

He nearly got me with

it the first time.

- It's a good trick.

- Well, the Wolf's done his last trick.

- I wonder if the cub knows tricks yet.

- The cub? What are you talking about?

- Where's my father?

- Who is your father?

The Wolf.

Where is he?

There's a question for you.

Maybe there's a special

place for wolves to go--

Take your dirty, grinning faces

out of here. All of you. Get out!

- Don't be frightened.

- I'm not frightened.

I was just getting out of the way.

Know what to do

when the shouting begins, eh?

Yes.

What are you doing here? Why aren't

you at home with your mother?

Oh, my mother's dead. She died in Gaul

I was born in Gaul.

- Where did you live after that?

- With the legion, the 21st.

My father was the best fighter

in the legion.

- Why was he in the arena?

- Well, you see, he had a little trouble.

It wasn't his fault.

But he's gonna win this fight

and then everything will be all right.

What happens to people

when they die?

Don't you know? I know all about it

on account of my mother having died.

You see, when people die

they go down to the River Styx.

And there's a boat and a ferryman.

And he takes them across

the river to the underworld.

...where all spirits are.

- Are there any soldiers of the legion?

- Oh, yes. Lots of father's comrades.

You're a soldier's son.

You don't have to be babied

and lied to.

Your father has gone

to join those comrades.

Across the river?

And he went bravely.

I'm sorry.

You're afraid I'm going to cry,

aren't you?

I don't cry.

He said he'd win this fight...

...and I could unbuckle

the winner's sword.

Do you want to unbuckle mine?

No.

How would you like to be my son?

Haven't you got one?

Not anymore.

I'll make what's happened here today

turn into good for you.

Oh, my friends.

Never before in Pompeii

such merchandise.

Look at her. Sweet as a child.

An accomplished hairdresser.

Plays the harp. She's a real bargain.

- Can she scrub floors?

- Greetings, lady.

She's as good as the one

I sold you three months ago.

She'd better be stronger.

It's disgusting the way they die off.

- Lady, this one has a tough hide.

- That's what you said about the last.

- But, lady-

-it's Marcus.

- Hail, champion.

- Greetings, Marcus.

I'm betting on you tomorrow.

I see you're no gambler.

What can I do for you? A nice girl

to delight the heart of a fighter?

Nothing for me. I've come

to buy a tutor for my son.

By Mercury,

I have the very thing for you.

A Greek, speaks four languages.

A scholar, kind and steady.

Been in the same family

for 20 years.

- Let's have a look at him. Where is he?

- There, in the fourth pen.

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