Cesare deve morire Page #4

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To die beside him, by the hand

of true men. Honorable men.

Anthony, nobody here wants your death.

And these hands

welcome you as a brother.

I doubt not of your wisdom, Brutus.

- Give me your bloody hand.

- Anthony!

In the new, just government,

your vote will be as worthy as ours.

Agreed?

Yes.

I only ask of you to allow me to

take Caesar's body to the forum.

I would also like

to say a few words in his memory.

- Shall we go?

- Listen to what they're saying.

It's recreation time

for the first block,

those below must go back inside.

- Let them finish the scene..

- Anthony, I'll be the first to speak,

and I'll explain the reasons

behind Caesars death.

Then it will be your turn.

And you will say that we granted

you the permission for the eulogy.

I'm not asking for more.

I like Anthony,

he's easy-going.

You think so?

He's a son of a b*tch!

- We'll go before you to the forum.

- What forum'? Inside, to your cells!

Wait a minute.

He said he was easy-going.

Let's hear what they say.

Forgive me,

pile of blood and bones,

for being meek in front

of these infamous butchers.

Forgive me.

You know what awaits them.

Woe to their hands that I shook!

Like dogs. your people will bring

swords, blood, war

and vengeance to these lands.

- There's Brutus!

- Let him speak!

Come!

Come!

Cowardly assassins!

- We want to know!

- Let him speak!

- Let Brutus speak!

- Listen! - Silence!

- Brutus is going to speak..

- Listen to me

and judge me with your wisdom.

If there are some of Caesar's

friends among you,

I say that Brutus' love for

Caesar was no less than yours.

If this friend of his asks me:

Why did you rebel

against Caesar, Brutus?";

Here's my answer.

Not because I loved Caesar less,

but because I loved Rome more.

Would you rather have Caesar alive

and all of us dead and enslaved,

or Caesar dead

and all of us alive and free?

Caesar loved me,

and because of that I weep for him.

Fortune smiled at him,

and I'm glad for that.

He was courageous,

and I honor that.

But he was ambitious,

and for that I killed him.

Is there anyone here so vile

that he doesn't love his country?

If there is, speak now.

Because it is him that I offended.

- I'm waiting for a reply.

- Nobody, Brutus!

Nobody, Brutus! Nobody!

Nobody!

Nobody!

Then, I have offended none.

Anthony will speak now.

We gave him permission

to give a eulogy to Caesar.

Listen to him, I beg of you.

For my sake too.

Before I leave you,

I want to tell you that,

as I killed my best friend

for the good of Rome,

I'm keeping the same dagger for myself,

for when it shall please

my country to need my death

- No. Brutus! Live!

- Live, Brutus!

Brutus, live!

- You must live!

- Brutus, live!

Look out!

Anthony is coming.

- Let's listen to Anthony!

- Friends! Romans!

I came to bury Caesar,

not to praise him.

Noble Brutus said

that Caesar was ambitious.

If it were so,

it was a grave fault.

And Caesar atoned for

it with his punishment.

That's what Brutus says.

And Brutus and his

friends are honorable men.

Caesar was a friend that was just to me.

Faithful.

When he saw a poor man cry.

Caesar wept.

Ambition should have a tougher surface.

Yet Brutus says Caesar was ambitious.

And Brutus is an honorable man.

You all saw when I thrice

offered him the kingly crown.

He refused it all three times.

Is that ambition?

Yet Brutus says Caesar was ambitious.

And Brutus, as we all know,

is an honorable man.

I'm not speaking to

disprove what Brutus said.

I'm speaking to tell you what I know.

Here's a parchment

with the seal of Caesar.

His will.

If only you could read it,

but I'm not authorized

to read it to you.

- Read the will!

- We want to hear!

Patience, friends.

It would be better if you didn't

know how Caesar loved you.

But it would be even

better if you didn't

know that Caesar

nominated you his heirs.

If you knew,

you would set the world on fire.

I overshot myself telling you this,

and I don't want to wrong

the honorable men that stabbed Caesar.

What honorable men?

They're traitors!

You want to compel me to read it'?

But first, let me show

you the one that wrote it.

If you have any tears.

Prepare to shed them all now.

To every Roman citizen

Caesar leaves 75 drachmas,

his gardens on this side of Tiber,

his private arbours.

To you and to your heirs.

We'll bum the body

of Caesar in a holy place!

And with brands we'll bum

the houses of the traitors!

We will rebel!

The revolt is in progress.

What must be, will be.

What a mess!

I, Brutus that is, together

with Cassius had to escape.

They gathered an entire army.

They weren't short on money.

- And the crowd? - They burned down

the houses of all the conspirators.

A massacre.

In those times, you couldn't

live a happy life in Rome.

Like in my country, Nigeria.

Cheer up!

Put that down and let in some air.

It stinks in here.

Pizzetto, take this.

He's here.

Octavius.

Guys, this is Octavius.

His name is Maurilio.

Come, get up on the stage.

He arrived to Rebibbia

just a few days ago.

He looks just like the young emperor.

Just if...

Pizzetto, the costume.

Just if you had a bit more hair.

Octavius, Julius Caesar's beloved son.

Adopted son.

He arrives in Rome after

his father's murder,

and decides to avenge him.

He joins forces with Anthony

against Brutus' and Cassius' army.

They gather a mighty army

and depart for Greece,

where, in the plain of Philippi,

the final battle will take place.

Are we really going to do the battle?

Yes, the battle,

but beware cause I'll break you.

Cosimo, don't frighten him.

Besides, the one that comes

to a bad end is Cassius, right?

- Anthony, come and try on your cloak.

- Not today. I'm not in the mood.

- What's wrong? - Leave him alone,

he's not in the mood today.

Can't you see? He just had a visit.

Leave him alone.

Fabio, which one is Brutus'

tent that we need to assemble?

The orange one.

- That one?

- Exactly. Then there's the white one...

How strangely this candle burns.

Who are you who approaches behind me?

Are you a god, an angel

or a devil that freezes

the blood in my veins?

- Speak, who are you?

- Your evil demon, Brutus.

- Why are you here? - To tell

you that you'll see me again tomorrow,

on the plain of Philippi.

- I'll see you again tomorrow, Caesar.

Yes, in the battle.

Who is it?

My harmonica!

I lost my harmonica!

Go back to sleep.

Nothing happened.

Go back to sleep.

Nothing happened.

It was me.

I was having a dream.

Keep watch!

Keep watch!

Yes, now!

Wind, start blowing,

sea, rise in swells

and unleash the tempest.

- Everything has its destiny.

- Yes, Cassius.

Today the work the ides of March

begun, will be accomplished.

I don't know if we'll see

each other again, my brother.

Farewell forever, Cassius.

If we do see each other again,

we'll smile together about this moment.

Farewell forever.

If we do see each other again,

we'll smile together about this parting.

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