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But where's
that old fondness towards your friend?
Have you forgotten me?
Maybe I'm mistaken?
What are you saying, Cassius?
Poor Brutus has put on a gloomy face
because...
Because in his soul a fierce war broke
out between the heart and the mind.
Look me in the eye.
You can see the field and the battle...
Listen to your true friend.
Find the strength.
Look yourself in the mirror,
and you'll see the soul of a noble man.
A man that all the Romans need.
What are you trying to say?
Cassius, are you trying
to get me into trouble?
Trust me, my gentle friend,
like I trust you.
Don't trust him.
Look where trusting people got me.
Caesar!
Look!
Listen!
The people are presenting Caesar...
The kingly crown!
You are afraid of him.
What should I think?
That even you don't want...
No, I don't!
Even if I hold Caesar very dear..
Look! Look what
he's doing! What a fake!
Anthony is offering him the
crown in front the entire nation!
And he refuses it!
Look, he's pushing it away
with the back of his hand!
Look! Anthony is offering
him the crown again. Three times!
Striano, you shouldn't
look out the window.
Brutus doesn't want to see.
You must find a different position.
You choose.
I found it.
OK.
Go ahead, Cassius.
Caesar is uncertain.
Should he take it or not?
He can't wait to put it on his head.
Rome... a city with no shame.
You too, my dear Naples,
have become a city with no shame.
Excuse me, Fabio, but it seems
to me as though this Shakespeare
has lived on the streets of my city.
Our fathers used to tell us:
"It's better to have a devil rather
than a king as the head of Rome. "
I know you are a true friend.
I have no doubts.
And it seems clear that what you
think and plan involves me too.
But don't forget this:
"Brutus will rather clean pigsties
than bow his head to a tyrant. "
Look out, Caesar and Anthony are coming.
- Anthony.
- Here I am.
I don't like that Cassius.
I want rounded people around me
that eat and drink.
That one has a pale face, he's wearing
himself out. He studies too much.
Don't you worry,
he's a good guy.
Talk into my right ear.
I can't hear anything on this side.
His family is noble,
you have nothing to fear.
Maybe, but I don't like his face.
I don't like worn out faces.
I have to go now.
Come to my house tomorrow night,
we have to talk again.
I'll be waiting.
Agreed?
Just wait for us.
Meanwhile you, Brutus,
think about the world.
- We have visitors.
- It's Fabio.
Stalls disassembled,
access platforms, electric cables...
Roberto, it's a mess here.
When are you going to finish?
We are rehearsing all around Rebibbia
an that's OK.
But if the stage is not ready,
we'll never perform.
- First you say one thing,
and then another.
- We're not slaves, you know.
Speak with the emperor.
Maybe a woman will sit here.
Lucius!
- Want to rehearse with me?
- Now? - Yes.
- Just us two?
- Yes.
No, you stay in bed.
- Lying down?
- Yes, just like in the scene.
Lying down with your eyes closed.
- Close your eyes.
- Close them? - Yes.
Lucius, wake up.
I'd also like a bit of
Wake up, Lucius!
- Should I wake up now?
- Yes, yes.
- Yes, my master.
- Go look what day it
is on the calendar.
He must die.
If he stays alive,
Caesar will f*** us all.
If it were only me,
I wouldn't care.
But he'll f*** the whole of Rome.
I was very fond of him, it's true,
but if he can put a crown on his head,
he's no longer Caesar.
He becomes, he becomes...
becomes...
he becomes a poi-son-ous snake.
No. If I get this line wrong,
I'm in trouble.
I understand what Shakespeare
is trying to say,
but how can I convey it to the public?
I'll restart.
We saw him at work
yesterday in the forum.
He's looking for a
throne to make his nest
He has risen step by step,
humble and respectful,
because humbleness and respectfulness
are the weapons of ambition.
Now that he's near the top,
he won't certainly turn back.
Look at him
he's become swollen-headed!
Instead of doing his time seriously.
He's playing the clown.
He despises the world he left below, and
he's reaching for the clouds in the sky.
Give him time.
Give him a crown,
and if the serpent is
still inside the egg,
up there it will hatch,
and intoxicate the whole of Rome.
Caesar must die now.
The ides of March have come.
They are approaching.
Go and meet them.
Move it!
THE CONSPIRACY:
Excuse us if we interrupted your rest.
I couldn't sleep tonight.
- Welcome to all of you.
- Wait here, friends.
I must pass a message to Brutus.
Guys, do you see that?
The storm has passed.
That's the east.
The sun rises over there.
- No, you're mistaken.
He's right, those pale stripes
on the clouds precede the dawn.
At this time of year
the sun rises over
there, in the direction
of Capitoline Hill.
The east is over there.
- Do you have a problem with me?
- No, you say your lines well.
But think about these four fools
that are about to kill their leader.
And what do they do?
They debate over where the sun rises.
I'm OK with that.
We're all a bit foolish.
The conspirators too.
because the character resembles me more.
Let's shake hands, one by one.
We are confirming our pact with an oath.
No, no oaths.
If we are true men,
a look in the eye is enough.
Pain and anger inside our hearts,
the shame of this infamous era,
is enough to risk our lives.
If it's not,
why are we wasting this night.
If we're not ready,
let's go to sleep.
The tyrant will arrange
our lives tomorrow.
Therefore, no oaths.
We'll leave the oaths
to priests, cowards,
the old bootlickers,
the infamous bastards,
the nobodies and all the
tricked and happy cuckolds.
Our task is so great that
no infamy can stop it.
Yes, but who else
will end up like Caesar'?
Metellus is right. Caesar's right hand
man must end up like Caesar.
We all know what Anthony does.
He's a cunning deceiver.
He'll ruin us all.
Same destiny for Anthony and Caesar.
Justice is not a slaughterhouse.
We are the executors of justice,
not butchers.
That's how the people should see us.
We rebelled against the ideas,
against the spirit of Caesar.
This is not a murder,
it's a sacrifice.
If only I could tear
out the tyrant's spirit
without cutting open his chest.
If only...
What is it, Sasa?
You can't remember the lines?
He knows. The character
but it's difficult.
Difficult?
But why'?
Was there no domineering
Caesar's back at our place?
Betrayals, murders...
It seems that he doesn't
want to remember today.
- Sasa, what's going on?
- What do you want'? It's my business!
My business.
Fabio, I'm sorry.
I really am.
It's this line that I have to say:
"if only I could tear out Caesar's
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