Being Human Page #2

I think you'll leave.

You are going to leave me here.

Shh.

And, every morning,

the man awoke into the only world

he would ever know.

I can't sleep.

Get me a chicken.

I want to make another sacrifice.

We'll do it ourselves.

[rooster crows]

We'll be first, Hector.

Definitely.

No one else will be there.

Not this early.

Were they friends?

Well, they were

as close to friends

as a master

and a slave can be.

I'm Cyprian--

I mean, Lucinnius.

I've come to see Cyprian.

Do you have a gift?

A gift? No.

Join the line on the left.

Thank you.

Leave the stool.

And as his master

went in to meet

the master of his fate,

the slave was free,

free to feel the sun

on his back

and squat in the dirt

amongst the litter carriers

and chicken imitators.

Cock-a-doodle-dooo...

Bawk bawk bawk bawk...

You seem much happier.

Relieved, anyway.

Relieved that it's over at last.

So...

He's going to help you?

I have to kill myself

by tomorrow morning.

He has my letters to Titanius.

None got through.

He says it's treason.

He says I should want to die.

I'm done for, Hector.

[man imitating chicken]

It's strange.

I--I feel kind of good now.

The struggle is over.

Ha ha ha...

Ah, we've seen it

through together, eh?

Let's get home.

We've a lot to do.

Tonight...

peace at last.

I don't feel so good

about it now.

You don't have to do it.

If I don't, they will.

He made that clear.

They need a sacrifice,

and I'm it.

[laughing]

Why is he always laughing?

What's he got to be happy about?

Why is everybody so happy?

'Cause they're not me,

that's why.

Let's go home.

No.

No, I can't.

[laughter]

We'll do it

with a knife, Hector,

when everyone has gone to bed.

The two of us...

to the end.

I don't understand.

What can I do?

I couldn't help you die.

We'll help each other.

We must.

We've been through

this whole mess together.

You don't understand, do you?

I'm asking you to die with me.

You're my closest,

my dearest slave.

What would they say about me

if you refuse to die with me?

You keep saying "we".

Why we?

Wh-what have I done?

I've done nothing.

I--I know nothing...

At Cyprian's this morning,

I had to sign certain papers,

tell a bit of a story.

What kind of story?

A confession.

That we were plotting against

Cyprian and the provincial senate

and were short of names.

Most of the people I know

were in the room,

people I thought were my friends.

So I mentioned you.

And what did I do?

You stole money from Cyprian

to bribe and corrupt

members of the senate.

You're a rebel against the state--

nasty piece of work.

Can I sit down?

Of course.

Do you think we go

anywhere else when we die?

I don't know.

They say so.

I hope not.

I just... want it to stop.

Just stop.

If I die a slave,

will I be a slave forever?

I would think so, wouldn't you?

I'm sorry, Hector.

But I would be honored...

if you would die with me.

Father, can I talk to you?

Not now.

I want to tell you

about the world.

You can tell me... later.

Thanks, Hector.

If he eats the grain,

it means yes.

He's eating.

He's saying yes.

Yes, we should die.

You asked if we had to die

or if there's another way.

It's saying,

"yes, there's another way".

No, it's saying,

"yes, we should die".

What?

Get the knife.

We'll do it the other way.

Solus, I'm eating chicken again.

I ate chicken yesterday

and the day before that.

Will I be eating chicken

again tomorrow?

Why am I always eating chicken?

That's what we have

in the kitchen.

The chickens have just

been turning up.

Two men have come to see you...

from Cyprian.

Good evening, Lucinnius.

Cyprian sent us to ask if we

could be of any assistance

in the business you have

to conduct tonight,

to make that business as

comfortable as you would wish.

Uh...

Thank you, gentlemen.

I will be capable

of taking care

of my affairs tonight

without your help.

Thank Cyprian

for his kind thought.

We're spending the night

at the house of Nepos

across the street.

Don't hesitate to

send your man for us.

We're anxious that things

go well for you.

Thank you.

Good night.

We'll call in the morning.

Good night.

Thank you.

He looks like the kind

that's going to need some help.

You ever killed before?

Just a couple of chickens.

It's not much different.

Use a thin blade, but long.

Get it in deep, the heart.

Go between the ribs.

Or go in from the back,

any place he'll let you.

Getting it out's not

as easy as you'd think.

You have to twist to get

over the stickiness.

If it gets messy,

you come and get us.

If we're going to die,

can I die a free man?

I don't want to die a slave.

Very well, Hector, you're free.

I don't know the exact words.

I've never done it before.

Can you put that in writing

so when they find me

in the morning,

they'll know I died a free man?

Very well.

It's a nice thought.

You were right to ask.

Thank you.

Well, freed man, let's do it.

What do you want me to do?

Nothing.

Not--not to me.

I have to do it first.

You understand?

I understand.

And then you.

No. Oh. Oh. Oh.

If I don't succeed...

Stop it, Hector.

Then you...

You must help me.

Oh.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Aah! Aah! Aah!

I can't do it!

I can't!

[crying]

I can't!

Aah!

I did it.

On the stairs I did it.

It hurts.

It stings.

This is hopeless.

Help me.

You've done it.

Lie down.

Lie down.

Better?

Thank you.

Thank you.

Close your eyes.

You did it.

You do it now, Hector.

Be still.

Hurry!

Do it.

Do it.

You promised.

I'll need the knife.

Take it.

Do it, Hector.

Oh!

Take it, Hector.

Take it, take it.

Do it.

Do it.

Do it.

Do it.

Do it.

Do it.

And so...

wearing his master's cloak,

best foot forward

in a dead man's shoes,

the man walked out

into his own story...

Come on.

A free man.

The captain wants to see you.

Up there.

But that is another story.

[priest] We want to praise god

because we live

in this ultimate age

when all things are done.

O.K., this man...

he'd been through the wars,

and he'd been traveling a long time

through strange lands,

but he was on his way home.

[priest] All god's chosen

gathered in paradise.

I struggle against it.

I will not join myself

carnally with any woman.

I will carry my unspilt seed

from this world to the next,

as should every man.

I've written a small treatise

in favor of virginity, sister.

We could discuss it later,

if you like.

What are you talking about?

It's simple, brother.

If we cease carnal union entirely,

in 50 or so years,

we'll all be rid

of our earthly lives,

and god can proceed with his reign

over his heavenly kingdom,

that same paradise that

god gave to man before,

but which man was

so unfit to inhabit

that within seven hours,

Eve was already tempting

her master and mate,

and within nine hours,

the lord had to expel

the both of them.

[urinating]

[shouting]

[horse whinnies]

[sword fight]

Help me!

A bit cold for a walk.

[speaking Italian]

I don't know what you're saying.

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