Mio figlio Nerone Page #7

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His only means of existence... the fool...

His head is empty... He is innocent!

- You see, Nero... - Seneca.

We write the letter with "god"...

and then everything's sorted out.

It seems so simple! What are you doing?

You have destroyed the evidence!

You don't need proof to condemn me to death.

- My friends and me are ready to die for you.

- No!

They are not ready at all!

Yes, Nero, when we are all dead,

with the guidance of your mother...

... you will become a great general.

I can already see you before me,

wearing the armour of Germanicus...

I see you at the head of a great army...

...riding over the frozen North...

...ready to fight barbarians to the death.

Indifferent to all the hardships,

breaking the ice with his sword...

Marching through terrible snowstorms!

Not afraid for the British savages.

By Jove! Segimerus!

Segimerus! Stop.

This is your destiny, Nero. I have said.

- What? - We do not fear the cold, Nero.

We will die with you in the icy North.

We will die with you in the icy North.

But are you crazy? Isn't it warm enough here?

Are they crazy?

(coughs)

I have never felt so cold in my life.

You just made me catch a cold!

Aniceto, isn't that the litter of my mother?

Yes, she is going to Anzio.

She does not want to watch the executions.

- What executions?

- Seneca, Poppea, the guests. The lions are ready.

Imbecile! Set them free at once.

Do you want me frozen to death in the North?

Now go.

Aniceto, how would you like to

command the ship of my mother?

Yes, Caesar. I am a navy officer.

- What's that? - An officer of the navy.

- Yes? - Yes.

You would like that?

This time he is really going straight.

The mother is always the mother.

For a slave as well as an emperor.

(banging)

- What is that noise below?

- They are repairing the hold.

They said it wouldn't take long.

Nice work. This job deserves a reward.

- Thank you! - Caesar is too generous.

- Go now!

Aniceto! Aniceto, look, what do you think?

- what is it? - what is it? - what is it?

- A fountain? - No, a tap.

Pull this, and the ship sinks in two hours.

- But I am on the ship.

- That doesn't matter. Think of my mother.

- She could drown. - Could?

- If the ship sinks, so will she.

- Aniceto, you don't seem to understand.

- But why?

- My mother must drown! - And me?

- But who are you?

- The captain of the ship.

The captain will go down with his ship.

- Why, don't you know how to swim?

- No. - And this is our navy! Shame!

Aniceto, don't waste my time.

When my mother goes to sleep,

you pull the lever and...

- And me? - You will die!

Sleep well, mother. Safe journey home!

The next time I see you, we

will be ready to go to war.

Yes, mama, we will go to war.

- Farewell, mama. - You mean goodbye.

- Good bye, mother.

Everyone at the oars. Lift the anchor.

At last, I am captain of a ship.

Quickly, she goes away!

I never doubted you, Seneca. Believe me.

It was my mother's fault. It's OK now.

- Look, here they are.

- Soon Aniceto will open the valve.

- Why do you rejoice in other people's

misfortunes? - Oh, how I shall rejoice.

- The mother... - She is always the mother.

- She has always been the mother.

- What did you do? - You did it? - Yes.

- What does it do? - It's a hole.

- A hole, with a tap on it?

In the shape of a lion's head.

Go on, Aniceto, do it!

Here we go.

Senators, citizens, friends...

...the mother of Nero, the kind

and gentle Agrippina, has died.

- I do not cry, friends...

- Instead I envy her!

- It was written like that when the

ceiling had almost collapsed on her.

OK, forget the ceiling, instead write:

...Neptune, the jealous God,

has embraced her tightly...

...down in the deep realms of the sea.

- Help, Agrippina, I am drowning!

- Shame on you, Aniceto!

A true captain goes down with his ship.

Here are the legions that I prefer.

Ahead to the conquest of the world.

(inaudible)

(music)

- Where are we taking it? - To the museum.

- Who is this? - How should I know?

Goodbye, grandfather! Time to go back.

- I thought you sided with Agrippina?

- I did, until she died, of course.

- Is she really dead?

- Yes, very dead. The ship went down.

(scared)

The Greek...

The Syrian...

- Take command. - On the double.

- Attention!

One kiss for you... one for you...

A kiss for you... and one for you!

- Mother! Are you a ghost!

- No ghost! You are under arrest!

- Open the door, rascal!

- No, you are a ghost...

Open the door and you'll see I am alive.

I am haunted! Jupiter, save me!

- Caesar!

- A Christian scoundrel. Aniceto!

- You managed to save yourself?

- Yes, but so did your mother.

I tried to drown her, but she swam away.

- It is not a ghost, she is alive!

- I am running out of patience.

Break down that door. Wait a minute...

- Arrest her. She tried to kill the emperor!

- Arrest them.

We will arrest them!

How dare you lay a hand on me. Arrest them!

You will obey my orders, you're

paid by the state! Capture her!

Kill me if you can!

I will show you how a true Roman dies.

But you will come with me, Seneca.

- My Germans will avenge me.

Is it not so, Segimerus? - Yes.

A moment, we cannot die all together.

- Agrippina, call of your Germans.

- Why, are you afraid?

Me! On the contrary.

We are all very selfish.

We only think of our own deaths...

Excuse me...

We do not think of Nero, who will

be all alone. - What you propose?

A deal. We can't abandon Nero like this.

We can talk, and try to

settle our differences.

What a man! Why, he could talk

his way out of a lion's mouth.

- What is happening? - Silence.

- But how did you save yourself?

- Boh... - What? - Boh...

The dispute between us is clear.

You want war, I want peace. Poppea?

War or peace, it makes no difference to me.

I want to marry Nero. I've waited a long time.

Very well, I consent.

But you, what do you give to me in exchange?

For me, as long as I can stay out of the

trenches, I will agree to anything you ask.

I want only one thing: Nero should not sing!

- To be honest, Nero sings like a dog.

- Is it wise to say that?

Why not, everyone knows it.

All of Rome thinks so too.

No-one in the entire Roman empire

wants to hear his voice ever again.

- Yes, Nero sings like a dog. A dog.

- We all agree.

But they're all of the same opinion!

And even the people of Rome agree...

It is clear to me now.

I know what has to be done.

He has no talent for singing at all.

We will never have to

listen to his songs again.

Three blocks of marble.

So, I sing like a dog?

Now finally you are silent.

Good thing too.

Yes, I know, you told me that all

of Rome thinks I sing like a dog.

Rome called me a dog.

Now look at Rome!

Do you want to know why I did it?

# The reason why is,

none of your business! #

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