A NETFLIX SERIES
This is it, Flavus.
For Rome.
Draw!
Release!
Draw!
-Release! -Take cover!
Draw!
Release!
Draw!
Release!
Draw!
Release!
Gaius.
Draw!
Release!
Draw!
Release!
Adjust!
Stand down.
Retreat!
Odvulf, stay with us.
Stay with us, brother. Please.
Gaius… he…
I know.
Brother.
Stay with us, all right?
Brother, stay with us.
Stay with us!
-Let him go. Let him go. Let him go! -Stay with us! Brother!
Talio.
Germanicus slaughtered the savages!
Hail!
Hail Caesar!
Tell us, Proconsul, tell us! What happened?
We showed those savages whose lands these really are!
You want me… you've got me.
It was Marbod who couldn't see that Rome wouldn't keep its promises, right?
I knew something like this would happen.
But not so soon.
Just imagine if it hadn't been for Folkwin.
Dido?
Where is she?
She wanted me to tell you that you owe her nothing.
Nothing.
So she's gone.
Where to?
She's settling a debt that has been long overdue.
For her own sake.
Anything else I should know?
Makes you wonder if this is because you're not keeping your bargain with the gods?
I am keeping my bargain with the gods.
The child is not mine anymore.
Then I hope that the gods also see it that way.
For your own sake.
Reiks, warriors, women, Marbod's wife… They're all dead.
The tribes won't tolerate that.
That much is certain.
We'll stay here in the village for now.
You were banished, Segestes. You'll have to ask her.
No father would ever go to his daughter begging for permission.
So, what's your plan?
My plan?
My plan splattered onto the ground like the blood of the reiks!
They ruined everything!
If I was the reik, none of this would've happened.
You know, a good leader understands how to use a defeat to his advantage.
Are you capable of doing that, Segestes?
Or can you only sit and complain like an old washerwoman?
Proconsul Germanicus.
-Centurion Flavus. -Dominus.
I see… that you have made Caesar proud!
Hooray for Germanicus!
Long live Gaius!
Now there are many things to be discussed.
Hail Caesar!
Never have I been more ashamed to call you my son.
Father, but we--
With your thoughtless attack,
you've ruined the intricate illusion of peace
I've been building for months!
-We slaughtered them! -All of them?
Then you've only motivated them to retaliate.
Good. We're ready for them.
I should give you up to them. Buy us some time.
-Father-- -Silence!
I preferred you when you were all talk.
You.
I'd like to explain his plan.
I gave you clear orders when we last met.
Didn't I?
-I tried to-- -Trying to accomplish something you can't…
That's the theme of your existence.
-That ends now. -Dominus?
-Throw him in the pit. -General!
General!
And strip him of that uniform. It's just a costume.
Dominus!
Barbarians are approaching the camp. One's calling for you by name, Dominus.
Tiberius!
Come down here!
What? No Latin?
I spoke Latin to show my respect towards you.
But apparently, that respect isn't reciprocal.
You have my respect, Marbod.
Do I? Tell that to my wife!
The attack wasn't endorsed by myself.
It was Flavus's idea.
And Germanicus bought into it.
Fine.
Then bring them to me.
I can't do that.
Send them out!
Or you can forget all about our peace accord.
I have no interest in discord, Marbod.
Go home, and let's renew our peaceful partnership.
It is too late for there to be peace, Tiberius.
No peace until both the heads of Germanicus and Flavus are on pikes!
Draw!
Release!
Are his troops coming?
Yes. He already gave the order on his way back.
He can't ride out to fetch his troops in this condition.
You've got a point.
What about you?
My job is to make sure our reik is protected,
which means I can't leave his side.
Then I'll do it.
No.
Too risky.
I'll fetch the Marcomanni.
Whoever makes the trip will have to convince the army to come.
But…
Reik Ari of the Cherusci
isn't trusted in the east.
I'll make the trip and fetch them, then.
Right now, our tribe needs its reik.
But you're not riding out alone.
You're leaving?
Yeah.
Where to?
Away.
It's a pity.
What do you want?
What do you two want?
Thusnelda's heading off to fetch the Marcomanni army.
That is a four-day ride.
Three days.
If you know the way, but you don't.
-Precisely. -But you do.
No. No, no, no.
Forget it.
One day could be critical.
Ask… ask someone else.
You were leaving anyway.
Yeah. But I don't wanna have to come back.
So ride with me, show me the way, then carry on riding.
One more ride, and you'll be rid of all this.
We both know she'll head off anyway.
Whether you go with her or not.
I'm begging you.
Hmm?
Please.
We'll ride at dawn.
You should sleep.
Stay a bit longer.
What if you don't come back?
That won't happen.
Look at that.
A little boy, all alone in the woods.
So…
Hmm.
My nose tells me you might know something, my barbarian boy.
And I can smell your breath, Roman.
It's horrible.
Grab him!
Quick!
Damn! Grab him!
Get that little barbarian bastard!
If I'd done what she wanted, then we wouldn't be here now.
I think…
we'd be here one way or another.
Once my army comes…
we won't spare a moment
until the last Roman has been driven out of our land.
Can you promise me that?
I promise.
Find him! He ran off that way!
There are archers all along the front.
We can't get in from there.
And the other sides?
I'm not sure we can.
We'll take a closer look at the camp later before the troops arrive.
Ari?
Segestes.
Can we talk? Just the two of us?
Boo!
What are you doing here, Segestes?
Here to peek at my plan?
So you can go running to Tiberius
and tell him everything?
I've made mistakes.
Many mistakes.
I don't know any man as old as I am
who hasn't made any mistakes.
I want a fresh start.
I wanna return to my village. Here! I'm a Cheruscan.
Even if I were to agree to that,
I'd have to ask Thusnelda.
I'll speak with her when she returns.
So she rode off today?
Where to?
I'd be willing to let you stay because of something in which I believe.
You're Thusnelda's father.
I believe fathers deserve to be reconciled with their children.
No matter what they've done.
Thank you for your compassion.
Segestes?
Just because I have compassion
doesn't mean I'm willing to tolerate just about anyone.
There will be war.
And to be in our tribe, you'll have to earn it.
You'll be a man of this tribe, and you should fight for it
like anyone else here.
Ari, I'm not a warrior.
I'm a leader.
I can help you lead this tribe. I have ideas for the future. Here. Here.
I'm not interested in them.
Show us you're an honorable man
and fight for the Cherusci.
Pack your things. We're leaving.
War is upon the tribes. Ari's lost his senses.
He's going to let the Romans slaughter his people like pigs.
I have a feeling that he won't be safe here.
You cowardly, vile, miserable good-for-nothing!
Don't you dare speak to your husband like that again.
That's true.
You're my husband, Segestes.
I married you 'cause you used to have worth!
War is upon us, so now you wanna flee?
And go where?
To that shitty cave again?
No, Segestes!
You are going to make sure that we end up on the side of the winners.
You owe me that because I've given you everything I have.
Everything!
Everything?
Are you really prepared to give everything for it?
What?
You're lost?
No.
It's just that I'm not sure exactly…
You are lost.
No, I am not lo--
I am not lo--
If I were blind, I still wouldn't be lost, okay?
You see the hill up there?
Behind it is a clearing where I happened to kill my first warthog.
Uh, it was more like a piglet.
There's a river there.
We make our way across,
then we ride towards the sunset, and then we reach the foothills. There.
Lost, huh?
Germanicus.
I can help you.
Germanicus…
Help me?
Uh-huh.
-Help me? -Uh-huh.
How?
Marbod has 70,000 men.
I know Marbod.
I know Arminius.
We're all like brothers, born here and raised in Rome.
"Born here and raised in Rome"?
The focus shifts to whatever suits you best, no?
Germanicus,
I know the way these men think.
-It's in my blood! -Yes, your barbarian blood.
That's exactly the problem.
Tiberius is wrong.
You brought glory to Rome.
I helped you.
Help me now.
Tiberius is not wrong.
Rome is sacrosanct.
And I would die… …to protect it.
You are just protecting yourself,
and you despise what you are.
And so Rome despises you.
Know who you are, Flavus.
Arminius betrayed Rome.
Your blood betrayed Rome.
You said it yourself.
What's running through your veins is barbarian blood.
You are a barbarian.
Get me out of here.
Get me out of here!
Germanicus.
Get me out of here!
Germanicus!
Assuming we'll be able to get here unnoticed…
Of course we'll be able to do that.
Assuming we're able, we'd have to run across the clearing,
and the archers would shoot us all down immediately.
And then there's the palisades too.
That's the way.
We'll go in as soldiers.
We'll pretend we're a unit.
We need armor, uniforms, maybe a standard.
And then?
We'll open the gates from the inside.
And then?
Let's go collect a few uniforms first.
No, thanks.
I'm glad that hasn't changed, at least.
What?
You act as if nothing's wrong.
Yeah, I get it.
You have to show confidence for your… tribe, but…
when it's just the two of us?
In the woods?
What do you want?
Ari…
…is… is right.
The Marcomanni will follow you.
Everyone will follow you.
But not for those reasons that Ari said.
They'll follow you 'cause…
you only start eating once everyone else is already full.
Is that what I do?
So this is about Ari.
No.
This is actually about…
understanding, after all these years, why you're built the way you're built.
What is this?
That is dirt.
No.
This is us.
Our ancestors.
For me, this is about what once was here.
And what's here today.
And what in 1,000 summers will be here if we do drive the Romans out.
Us, Folkwin.
All of us.
You really believe in… something greater, huh?
Is that why you chose Ari?
Folkwin…
No matter the place…
whether you hide in the furthest mountains, or even…
if you're on the other side of the world…
you'll always be the one who's the closest.
The one who knows me best.
I could never hide anything from you.
And you can't hide anything from me either.
Do you love him?
No luck today.
Where'd you say you were from?
Carthage.
Ready to die, bastard?
Calm down.
Calm down!
Go! Go! Go! Go!
You can't kill him.
He murdered my father!
-We need him. -Forget it.
Easy! Easy, easy! Easy!
Easy! Easy!
-No, no! Wait! Wait! -You?
I'll cut you open, you Roman rat.
Folkwin, he's Ari's son.
He's Ari's only son.
-Hmm. -Please.
What are you doing here?
I…
I need to show you something.
What do you need to show us?
Come. Quickly!
Why should we trust you?
Why should we?
Otherwise, we're all going to die.
You filthy barbarians need to let me go.
And beg for mercy.
And why is that?
Come on! Come on!
Because more troops are headed our way.
More troops than you can count.
And they're going to wipe you off the map.
Bullshit.
We have scouts watching every road.
They're not coming on the roads.
It's the end for us.