Tullus Aufidius then had made new head?
Then Tullus Aufidius had raised a new army?
So Aufidius managed to rebuild his forces, right?
aufidius raised a new army?
He had, my lord, and that it was which caused
Our swifter composition.
He had, my lord, and that's what forced us to negotiate faster.
Yeah, he did, and that's exactly why we ended up making a quick deal with him.
yeah he did that's why we negotiated so fast
So then the Volsces stand but as at first,
Ready, when time shall prompt them, to make road
Upon’s again.
So the Volscians stand exactly where they were before, ready to attack us again whenever the time comes.
So basically the Volscians are right back where they started, just waiting for their chance to hit us again.
volscians are back to square one waiting to attack again
They are worn, lord consul, so
That we shall hardly in our ages see
Their banners wave again.
They are exhausted, Lord Consul, so much so that we will hardly see their banners raised again in our lifetime.
They're completely worn out, so exhausted that we probably won't even see them come back for a fight in our time.
they're so tired we won't see them fight again
Saw you Aufidius?
Did you see Aufidius?
Did you run into Aufidius?
see aufidius?
On safeguard he came to me, and did curse
Against the Volsces, for they had so vilely
Yielded the town. He is retired to Antium.
He came to me under a safe conduct agreement and cursed the Volscians bitterly because they had shamefully surrendered the town. He has withdrawn to Antium.
He came to me with a peace agreement and totally ripped into the Volscians for how disgracefully they gave up the city. Now he's retreated to Antium.
he cursed the volscians for surrendering retired to antium
Spoke he of me?
Did he speak of me?
Did he say anything about me?
what'd he say about me?
He did, my lord.
Yes, he mentioned you, my lord.
Yeah, he talked about you.
yeah he did
How? What?
What did he say? I don't understand.
Wait, what are you saying?
what? what did he say?
How often he had met you sword to sword;
That of all things upon the earth he hated
Your person most; that he would pawn his fortunes
To hopeless restitution, so he might
Be called your vanquisher.
He talked about how many times he'd faced you in combat, that he hated you more than anything else in the world, and that he'd risk everything—even accept complete ruin—just to have the honor of defeating you.
He kept going on about all your battles, how you were literally the thing he hated most in the entire world, and how he'd throw away everything just to be able to say he beat you.
he hates you most of anyone wants to be the one who defeats you
At Antium lives he?
He lives in Antium?
He's staying in Antium?
antium?
At Antium.
He is in Antium.
He's in Antium.
he's in antium
I wish I had a cause to seek him there,
To oppose his hatred fully. Welcome home.
I wish I had a reason to go find him there and fully face his hatred. Welcome home, friends.
I wish I had an excuse to hunt him down there and meet all that anger head-on. But anyway, good to see you guys again.
wish i could find him and fight his hatred
Behold, these are the tribunes of the people,
The tongues o’ th’ common mouth. I do despise them,
For they do prank them in authority
Against all noble sufferance.
Look, these are the tribunes of the people—the voices of the common crowd. I despise them because they strut about with their authority in a way that no one of noble standing can accept.
Look at these tribunes—they speak for the common people. I can't stand them because they swagger around with their power like it's some kind of costume, and it's offensive to anyone with actual dignity.
tribunes of the people i hate how they flex w/ power it's insulting
Pass no further.
Do not go any farther.
Don't go any further.
stop
Ha? What is that?
What? What is this?
What? What's going on?
huh? what's happening?
It will be dangerous to go on. No further.
It will become dangerous if you proceed. Stop here.
This is getting dangerous. You need to stop right here.
too dangerous stop here
What makes this change?
What is causing this sudden change?
What's gotten into everybody all of a sudden?
what happened?
The matter?
What is the problem?
What's the issue?
what's wrong?
Hath he not passed the noble and the common?
Has he not passed the approval of both the nobility and the common people?
Didn't he already get approved by both the upper classes and the regular citizens?
didn't he get approval already?
Cominius, no.
No, Cominius, he has not.
No, Cominius, he hasn't.
no
Have I had children’s voices?
Have I received support from people of no importance?
Did I only get votes from regular folks?
did children vote for me?
Tribunes, give way. He shall to the marketplace.
Tribunes, step aside. He has the right to go to the marketplace.
You tribunes need to move. He's got the right to go to the public assembly.
let him through to marketplace
The people are incensed against him.
The people have turned against him.
The crowd's turned hostile.
people angry at him
Stop,
Or all will fall in broil.
Stop, or everything will break into violence.
Stop this or it'll turn into a riot.
stop or it'll be chaos
Are these your herd?
Must these have voices, that can yield them now
And straight disclaim their tongues? What are your offices?
You being their mouths, why rule you not their teeth?
Have you not set them on?
Are these your crowd? Must these people have voices—can give their opinions now—and then immediately deny those same voices? What are your positions? You're their spokespeople, so why don't you control them? Haven't you set them on this?
Are these your people? Can they really just speak up one second and then take it back the next? You're their leaders—so why can't you handle them? Aren't you the ones stirring them up?
these your people? why can't you control them? did you start this?
Be calm, be calm.
Calm down, please calm down.
Everyone needs to chill out, seriously.
chill out
It is a purposed thing, and grows by plot,
To curb the will of the nobility.
Suffer’t, and live with such as cannot rule
Nor ever will be ruled.
This is deliberately planned and orchestrated to limit the power of the nobility. If you allow this to continue and live with such people, you'll live with people who cannot govern and will never be governed.
This is a deliberate scheme to take power away from us nobles. If you let this slide and keep living with these people, you're stuck with folks who can't lead and won't listen.
this is a plot to take our power and they won't listen
Call’t not a plot.
The people cry you mocked them; and, of late,
When corn was given them gratis, you repined,
Scandaled the suppliants for the people, called them
Timepleasers, flatterers, foes to nobleness.
Don't call it a plot. The people say you mocked them, and recently when grain was given to them for free, you complained about it. You criticized the people who asked for charity, calling them flatterers and enemies of nobility.
Don't call it a plot. The people are saying you made fun of them. And when they got free grain, you whined about it instead. You trashed the people who asked for help, called them kiss-ups and said they weren't fit to be nobles.
you mocked people complained about free grain called them flatterers
Why, this was known before.
Why, everyone already knew that about me.
People have always known how I feel about that.
everyone knows this already
Not to them all.
Not everyone knows.
Not all of them.
not everybody knew
Have you informed them sithence?
Have you informed them since then?
Have you filled in the rest of them since?
you tell them all since?
How? I inform them?
How? Inform them myself?
Me? You want me to go tell them?
me inform them?
You are like to do such business.
You're the type to handle such work.
You'd be perfect for that kind of thing.
you'd be good at it
Not unlike, each way, to better yours.
In every way, I'm not like you—in fact, better than you at such things.
Actually, I'm nothing like you, and I'm a hell of a lot better at this stuff than you are.
i'm nothing like you better at this
Why then should I be consul? By yond clouds,
Let me deserve so ill as you, and make me
Your fellow tribune.
Why then should I be consul? By the gods, let me be as incompetent as you, and make me your fellow tribune.
So why should I even be consul? By heaven, let me screw up as badly as you, and just be another tribune like you.
why am i consul then? make me just like you
You show too much of that
For which the people stir. If you will pass
To where you are bound, you must inquire your way,
Which you are out of, with a gentler spirit,
Or never be so noble as a consul,
Nor yoke with him for tribune.
You're showing exactly the kind of behavior that's making the people angry. If you want to reach your destination, you'll have to take a gentler approach—one you're clearly out of. Otherwise, you won't deserve to be consul or serve with the tribunes.
You're acting exactly like the thing that's pissing everyone off. If you're going to go where you need to go, you've got to be nicer about it—and that's clearly not you. If you don't change, you won't be fit to be consul or work alongside the tribunes.
you're acting like the thing they hate be nicer or you won't be consul
Let’s be calm.
Let us be calm.
Let's calm down.
chill everyone chill
The people are abused, set on. This palt’ring
Becomes not Rome, nor has Coriolanus
Deserved this so dishonoured rub, laid falsely
I’ th’ plain way of his merit.
The people have been deceived and provoked into this. This kind of two-faced behavior doesn't suit Rome, and Coriolanus doesn't deserve this disrespectful treatment, falsely laid across his obvious achievements.
The crowd's being manipulated and stirred up. This phony garbage isn't worthy of Rome, and Coriolanus doesn't deserve to be treated like this—especially when he's earned his reputation fair and square.
crowd's been manipulated coriolanus doesn't deserve this after all he's done
Tell me of corn?
This was my speech, and I will speak’t again.
Talk to me about corn? This was my earlier statement, and I'll repeat it again.
You want to bring up the grain thing? I said it before, and I'm saying it again.
bring up corn again? i'll say it again
Not now, not now.
Not now, don't do this now.
Not right now, please.
not in this moment
Not in this heat, sir, now.
Not right now, sir, not in this heated moment.
Not when everyone's this worked up, sir.
not now sir
Now, as I live, I will.
My nobler friends, I crave their pardons. For
The mutable, rank-scented many, let them
Regard me, as I do not flatter, and
Therein behold themselves. I say again,
In soothing them we nourish ’gainst our senate
The cockle of rebellion, insolence, sedition,
Which we ourselves have ploughed for, sowed, and scattered
By mingling them with us, the honoured number,
Who lack not virtue, no, nor power, but that
Which they have given to beggars.
Now, by my life, I will speak. My more noble friends, I ask your pardon. As for the fickle, cheap common people, let them hear me—I'm not going to flatter them. Let them look at themselves in my words, with no sugar coating. I say once more: when we make these people happy, we're feeding rebellion against our Senate. We're creating the seeds of insolence, disobedience, and revolution—and we ourselves have planted this field by mixing common people with ourselves, people of standing. We are honor-bound to maintain standards, and yet we've given away to beggars what we should have kept.
Listen, I'm going to speak, I swear it. My noble friends, forgive me. But the common people, the mob—I'm not going to butter them up. Look at yourselves in what I'm saying, no lies. I'm telling you again: when we keep these people happy, we're basically training them to rebel against the Senate. We're growing the seeds of insolence and chaos—and we're doing it ourselves by letting regular people mix with us as equals. We're supposed to be better, but we've handed over everything to beggars.
i won't flatter them we're feeding rebellion by treating them as equals
Well, no more.
No more of this.
That's enough.
stop no more
No more words, we beseech you.
Please, no more words from you.
That's enough out of you.
that's enough
How? No more?
As for my country I have shed my blood,
Not fearing outward force, so shall my lungs
Coin words till their decay against those measles
Which we disdain should tetter us, yet sought
The very way to catch them.
What? No more? I have bled for my country without fear of outside enemies. So I'll continue speaking my mind against these problems—these infections we claim to despise, yet we've deliberately let ourselves catch them.
What? I can't speak? I've poured blood for this country without flinching. I'm going to keep saying what I think about these plagues—the ones we say we hate but actually went out of our way to catch.
i bled for this country i'll keep speaking we caused these problems
You speak o’ th’ people
As if you were a god to punish, not
A man of their infirmity.
You're talking about the people as if you were a god meant to punish them, not as a man with the same weaknesses they have.
You're acting like you're some god sent to punish them, not a regular guy with the same faults they've got.
you're acting like a god not a human like them
’Twere well
We let the people know’t.
It would be good to make sure the common people understand this attitude.
We should let the people see what you really think.
people should know how you think
What, what? His choler?
What is this? His anger?
What's this about? His temper?
what about his anger?
Choler?
Were I as patient as the midnight sleep,
By Jove, ’twould be my mind.
Anger? Even if I were as patient and calm as the night, by heaven, it would still be my honest feeling.
Anger? Even if I were zen and calm as anything, I'd still believe exactly this.
even if patient still believe this
It is a mind
That shall remain a poison where it is,
Not poison any further.
This feeling will stay right where it is and won't spread any damage beyond that.
That attitude stays put and doesn't go anywhere else.
his anger stays contained doesn't spread
“Shall remain”?
Hear you this Triton of the minnows? Mark you
His absolute “shall”?
Will stay? Listen to this tribune of the common people, the Triton among minnows. Notice his commanding 'will stay'?
Will stay? Hear this tribesman acting like he's a god among peasants. Look at how he orders things around with 'will stay'.
listen to him order people around like he's a god
’Twas from the canon.
That came from the law.
It's just the rule.
it's the law
“Shall”?
O good but most unwise patricians, why,
You grave but reckless senators, have you thus
Given Hydra leave to choose an officer,
That with his peremptory “shall,” being but
The horn and noise o’ th’ monster’s, wants not spirit
To say he’ll turn your current in a ditch
And make your channel his? If he have power,
Then vail your ignorance; if none, awake
Your dangerous lenity. If you are learned,
Be not as common fools; if you are not,
Let them have cushions by you. You are plebeians,
If they be senators; and they are no less
When, both your voices blended, the great’st taste
Most palates theirs. They choose their magistrate,
And such a one as he, who puts his “shall,”
His popular “shall,” against a graver bench
Than ever frowned in Greece. By Jove himself,
It makes the consuls base! And my soul aches
To know, when two authorities are up,
Neither supreme, how soon confusion
May enter ’twixt the gap of both and take
The one by th’ other.
Will stay? Oh, you foolish patricians and reckless senators—why have you given the monster Hydra the right to choose an officer? He speaks through the tribunes' voices with his demanding authority. The mob has the power to turn your government inside out like water in a ditch, and you call it law. If he has real power, then admit your ignorance; if not, wake up to how dangerously gentle you're being. Are you educated people? Then don't act like common fools. Are you not educated? Then let them sit with you. You're just common people if they're senators, and they become senators when your combined vote gives them that power. They elect their leaders, and they pick men like him who use his 'will' and public opinion against a wiser council than any that Greece has known. By heaven, it debases the consuls themselves. My heart breaks knowing that when two powers exist, neither supreme, confusion will soon slip through that gap and destroy both.
Will stay? Come on, you foolish nobles and careless senators. Why did you let the Hydra—the mob—get to pick leaders? He speaks through them with absolute power. He can flip your entire government upside down and you just let it happen. If he's got real authority, admit you're blind. If he doesn't, wake the hell up to how soft you're being. You educated? Then don't act stupid. You uneducated? Then just sit with them. You're all the same to them if they're senators now, and they become senators when you all vote together. They pick their own rulers, and they pick guys like him who use mob rule against wiser men than anyone in Greece knew. It's humiliating to the consuls. And honestly, I'm terrified because when two powers exist with no one on top, chaos is going to slip in and destroy everything.
you let the mob pick leaders they control the consuls now it's chaos coming
Well, on to th’ marketplace.
Well, let's go on to the marketplace.
Okay, let's head to the assembly.
let's go to marketplace
Whoever gave that counsel to give forth
The corn o’ th’ storehouse gratis, as ’twas used
Sometime in Greece—
Whoever recommended giving out the grain from the store for free—the way it was done at times in Greece—
Whoever came up with the idea of handing out free grain from the government supplies—like they used to do in Greece—
whoever said give grain away free like in greece
Well, well, no more of that.
We've already talked about that enough.
Let's drop that topic.
enough about that
Though there the people had more absolute power,
I say they nourished disobedience, fed
The ruin of the state.
Even though the people there had more power over such decisions, I'm telling you they nourished disobedience and fed the destruction of their state.
Even though the people had more say there, they just created rebellion and ruined their government.
free grain created rebellion and destroyed their state
Why shall the people give
One that speaks thus their voice?
Why should the people give their vote to someone who talks like this?
Why would the people vote for someone with these views?
why would they vote for him?
I’ll give my reasons,
More worthier than their voices. They know the corn
Was not our recompense, resting well assured
They ne’er did service for’t. Being pressed to th’ war,
Even when the navel of the state was touched,
They would not thread the gates. This kind of service
Did not deserve corn gratis. Being i’ th’ war,
Their mutinies and revolts, wherein they showed
Most valour, spoke not for them. Th’ accusation
Which they have often made against the Senate,
All cause unborn, could never be the native
Of our so frank donation. Well, what then?
How shall this bosom multitude digest
The senate’s courtesy? Let deeds express
What’s like to be their words: “We did request it;
We are the greater poll, and in true fear
They gave us our demands.” Thus we debase
The nature of our seats and make the rabble
Call our cares fears, which will in time
Break ope the locks o’ th’ Senate and bring in
The crows to peck the eagles.
I'll give my reasons, which are more valuable than their votes. They know the grain wasn't a reward for services—we're certain they never earned it through military service. When pressed to go to war, even when the country itself was in danger, they refused to fight. This kind of service doesn't deserve free grain. And even in war, though their rebellions showed courage, this doesn't justify the gift. The complaints they've filed against the Senate have no real basis—our free gift didn't come from any reason the people could claim. So what's the result? How will the common mob digest the Senate's generosity? Their actions will speak louder than words. They'll say: we demanded this and we got it because we're the majority and they were afraid. This is how we debase our positions and make the people call Senate care-taking 'fear.' In time, that fear will break open the Senate's doors and let the common crowd peck apart the nobles like crows attacking eagles.
I'll tell you why my reasoning matters more than their votes. They got free grain but they know they didn't earn it. When the country desperately needed fighters, they wouldn't step up. That's not worth free food. And even in actual war, when they showed some guts, that's not enough to justify a handout. Their complaints to the Senate have no substance—there's no real reason we gave away free grain. Here's the thing: what happens when regular people realize the Senate is being generous? They won't think 'how kind.' They'll think 'we got this because we're the majority and they're scared of us.' And that destroys us. We make the Senate look weak instead of wise. Eventually they'll lose respect and tear down the doors to the Senate and destroy everything like a mob tearing up their betters.
they didn't earn the grain if we keep giving in they'll destroy the senate think we fear them
Come, enough.
Enough, come on.
That's enough, let's go.
ok enough let it go
Enough, with over-measure.
Enough, and then extra.
Yeah, more than enough.
plenty enough
No, take more!
What may be sworn by, both divine and human,
Seal what I end withal! This double worship—
Where one part does disdain with cause, the other
Insult without all reason, where gentry, title, wisdom
Cannot conclude but by the yea and no
Of general ignorance—it must omit
Real necessities and give way the while
To unstable slightness. Purpose so barred, it follows
Nothing is done to purpose. Therefore, beseech you—
You that will be less fearful than discreet,
That love the fundamental part of state
More than you doubt the change on’t, that prefer
A noble life before a long, and wish
To jump a body with a dangerous physic
That’s sure of death without it—at once pluck out
The multitudinous tongue; let them not lick
The sweet which is their poison. Your dishonour
Mangles true judgment and bereaves the state
Of that integrity which should become’t,
Not having the power to do the good it would
For th’ ill which doth control’t.
No, take more! By whatever you swear by—divine or human—seal what I'm saying. This situation is wrong: one part hates with good reason, the other insults without any sense. Nobles and titles can't decide anything except by getting a yes or no from the ignorant masses. Because of that, we're neglecting real needs and letting confused foolishness take over. Real policy becomes impossible. So I beg you: if you care more about the state's foundations than you fear change, if you value honor more than long life—go ahead and tear out the voice of the mob. Don't let them enjoy what's poison for them. Your shame is destroying good judgment and robbing the state of what makes it work. The state can't do good when it's controlled by corruption.
No way, keep going! By everything sacred and human, listen to what I'm saying. This whole thing is backwards: one side's got real reasons to hate, the other attacks for no reason at all. Nobles and talent can't make decisions without asking idiots for permission. This is killing everything important and letting stupidity run loose. Policy becomes impossible. So please, you people who care more about the country's foundation than you fear what might change, who'd rather live nobly than live long—rip out the tongue of the mob. Don't let them sip what's poison to them. Your shame is breaking judgment and draining the state of what makes it strong. You can't do right when you're controlled by wrong.
you're letting idiots control everything tear out the mob's voice stop them from being poisoned this destroys the state
’Has said enough.
He has said enough.
He's said enough.
he said enough
’Has spoken like a traitor, and shall answer
As traitors do.
He has spoken like a traitor, and he will be answered as traitors are.
That's treason, and he's gonna be punished for it.
treason traitors are punished
Thou wretch, despite o’erwhelm thee!
What should the people do with these bald tribunes,
On whom depending, their obedience fails
To th’ greater bench. In a rebellion,
When what’s not meet but what must be was law,
Then were they chosen. In a better hour,
Let what is meet be said it must be meet,
And throw their power i’ th’ dust.
Curse and overwhelm you! What should the people do with these bald tribunes, on whom depending their obedience crumbles away from higher authority? They were chosen in rebellion, when what wasn't proper but what was necessary became the law. In better times, let what is proper be called proper, and throw their power in the dust.
Damn you! What are the people doing obeying these old bald tribunes when that obedience is destroying the real authority? They got their jobs in a revolution, when wrong things became law. Now let's call right things right and throw their power away.
damn you why obey bald tribunes they got power in rebellion throw it away
Manifest treason.
That's treason.
That's treason.
treason
This a consul? No.
This a consul? Certainly not.
Is this someone fit to be a consul? I think not.
no way a consul
The aediles, ho! Let him be apprehended.
Officers! Seize him!
Officers! Arrest him!
seize him
Go call the people;
Call the people together;
Gather the crowd;
get the people
in whose name myself
Attach thee as a traitorous innovator,
A foe to th’ public weal. Obey, I charge thee,
And follow to thine answer.
In the people's name, I arrest you as a traitorous innovator, an enemy to the public good. I command you to obey and follow to answer for your crimes.
In the name of the people, I'm placing you under arrest as a traitor trying to change everything, an enemy to what's best for Rome. You have to come with me and answer for what you've done.
arrested for treason enemy of the people answer for urself
Hence, old goat.
Get out of here, you old goat.
Get out of here, you old fool.
get out old goat
We’ll surety him.
We will guarantee his safety.
We'll vouch for him.
we got him we'll vouch
[_to Sicinius_.] Aged sir, hands off.
Aged sir, let him go.
Hey, old guy, back off.
old man stop
[_to Sicinius_.] Hence, rotten thing, or I shall shake thy bones
Out of thy garments.
Get out of here, you corrupt wretch, or I'll shake your bones right out of your body.
Get out of here, you disgusting thing, or I'll shake the bones right out of you.
get out or i'll shake u to pieces
Help, ye citizens!
Help me, people!
Help, everybody!
help! help me!
On both sides more respect!
Everyone needs to show more respect—both sides.
Both of you need to calm down.
both sides chill
Here’s he that would take from you all your power.
Look, here's the man who would take away all your power.
This is the guy who wants to strip away everything you've got.
this guy wants your power
Seize him, aediles.
Officers, arrest him!
Grab him, officers!
get him
Down with him, down with him!
Get him! Down with him!
Take him down! Get him!
get him down
Weapons, weapons, weapons!
Weapons! Weapons! Weapons!
Weapons! Weapons! Weapons!
weapons! get armed
Tribunes, patricians, citizens, what, ho!
Sicinius, Brutus, Coriolanus, citizens!
Tribunes, patricians, citizens—listen! Sicinius, Brutus, Coriolanus, citizens!
Hey! Tribunes, nobles, people—listen up! Sicinius, Brutus, Coriolanus, everybody!
tribunes! patricians! citizens! listen!
Peace, peace, peace! Stay, hold, peace!
Stop! Everyone stop! Hold on, quiet!
Stop! Everybody stop! Calm down!
stop stop everyone stop
What is about to be? I am out of breath.
Confusion’s near. I cannot speak. You tribunes
To th’ people!—Coriolanus, patience!—
Speak, good Sicinius.
What's about to happen? I can't catch my breath. Chaos is near. I can't speak. You tribunes, go talk to the people! Coriolanus, have patience! Speak, good Sicinius.
What's going on? I'm out of breath. Everything's falling apart. I can't even talk. You tribunes, go handle the crowd! Coriolanus, calm down! Sicinius, say something.
what's happening everything's falling apart i can't breathe
Hear me, people! Peace!
Listen to me, people! Quiet!
Everybody listen! Calm down!
listen up everyone
Let’s hear our tribune. Peace! Speak, speak, speak.
Let's hear our tribune. Quiet! Speak, keep speaking!
Let the tribune talk! Quiet! Come on, say something!
let him speak quiet
You are at point to lose your liberties.
Martius would have all from you, Martius,
Whom late you have named for consul.
You're about to lose your freedoms. Martius wants everything from you—Martius, whom you just elected for consul.
You're about to lose everything you've got. Martius wants to take it all from you—that guy you just made consul.
you'll lose freedoms martius wants everything he's your consul
Fie, fie, fie!
This is the way to kindle, not to quench.
No, no, no! This is the way to start a fire, not put one out.
Damn it, this is going to make things worse, not better.
this makes it worse not better
To unbuild the city and to lay all flat.
To demolish the city and leave it flat.
To tear Rome down to nothing.
gonna tear rome down
What is the city but the people?
What is a city except the people?
What's a city without people?
city is people
True,
The people are the city.
That's right. The people are the city.
Yeah, we are the city.
people = city
By the consent of all, we were established
The people’s magistrates.
The people chose us to be their magistrates with their unanimous consent.
We were elected as your leaders because you all voted for it.
people chose us as their magistrates
You so remain.
You will continue as you are.
You stay in your position.
you stay
And so are like to do.
And you will stay that way.
And that's what you'll keep doing.
you'll stay that way
That is the way to lay the city flat,
To bring the roof to the foundation
And bury all which yet distinctly ranges
In heaps and piles of ruin.
That's the way to level the city to the ground, to bring the high buildings down to their foundation and bury everything that currently stands in distinct places in heaps and ruins.
That's how you raze Rome—bring down every building, collapse it all to rubble, and bury everything in piles of destruction.
that destroys everything collapses it all to rubble
This deserves death.
This is worthy of death.
This deserves death.
he deserves to die
Or let us stand to our authority
Or let us lose it. We do here pronounce,
Upon the part o’ th’ people, in whose power
We were elected theirs, Martius is worthy
Of present death.
We stand on our authority or we lose it. By the power of the people who elected us, we pronounce that Martius is worthy of immediate death.
Either we use our power or we don't have any. The people gave us this job, and we're saying Martius deserves to die right now.
use our power people elected us martius deserves death
Therefore lay hold of him,
Bear him to th’ rock Tarpeian, and from thence
Into destruction cast him.
Grab him. Take him to the Tarpeian Rock and throw him down from there to destruction.
Get him. Take him to the cliff and throw him off.
grab him throw him off the cliff
Aediles, seize him!
Officers, arrest him!
Officers, grab him!
seize him
Yield, Martius, yield!
Surrender, Martius, surrender!
Give up, Martius, give up!
give up give up
Hear me one word.
Beseech you, tribunes, hear me but a word.
Let me say one word. Please, tribunes, just hear me out for a moment.
Just listen to me for a second. Come on, tribunes, let me say something.
just let me speak one word
Peace, peace!
Be quiet.
Quiet.
peace be quiet
Be that you seem, truly your country’s friend,
And temp’rately proceed to what you would
Thus violently redress.
Be what you claim to be—truly your country's friend—and deal with this fairly and with proper reasoning, rather than fixing it through violence.
Be the patriot you claim to be and handle this calmly and reasonably instead of forcing things through violence.
be what you claim handle this reasonably not violently
Sir, those cold ways,
That seem like prudent helps, are very poisonous
Where the disease is violent.—Lay hands upon him,
And bear him to the rock.
Sir, those gentle approaches that look like wise help are actually poisonous when the disease is violent. Seize him and take him to the rock.
Sir, the gentle approach looks good in theory but it's toxic when things are this out of control. Grab him and take him to the rock.
gentle won't work when this violent seize him
No; I’ll die here.
There’s some among you have beheld me fighting.
Come, try upon yourselves what you have seen me.
No, I'll die here. Some of you have watched me fight. Come on, try what you've seen me do.
No, I'll stay and fight here. Some of you saw me in battle. Come on, test what you've seen.
i'll die here try what you saw
Down with that sword!—Tribunes, withdraw awhile.
Put down that sword! Tribunes, leave for a moment.
Drop that weapon! Tribunes, step back for a second.
drop the sword tribunes back off
Lay hands upon him!
Seize him!
Get him!
grab him
Help Martius, help!
You that be noble, help him, young and old!
Help Martius, help! You who are noble, help him—both old and young!
Help Martius! Somebody help him! All of you nobles, help—young and old!
help martius nobles help
Down with him, down with him!
Get him! Down with him!
Get him! Take him down!
get him down
Go, get you to your house. Begone, away.
All will be naught else.
Go home now. Go, get away. Anything else will be disaster.
Get out of here. Leave now. If you don't, everything falls apart.
go home leave now or everything's lost
Get you gone.
Go away.
Get out of here.
go get out
Stand fast!
We have as many friends as enemies.
Hold fast! We have as many friends here as enemies.
Stand your ground! We've got plenty of allies here.
hold fast we got people on our side
Shall it be put to that?
Will this come to fighting?
Is this actually going to turn into a fight?
really gonna fight?
The gods forbid!
I prithee, noble friend, home to thy house;
Leave us to cure this cause.
God forbid! Please, my friend, go home to your house; Let us handle this matter.
No, absolutely not! Please, my friend, just go home; We'll deal with this ourselves.
god no! go home dude let us handle it
For ’tis a sore upon us
You cannot tent yourself. Begone, beseech you.
This is a wound on us You cannot tend to yourself. Go, I beg you.
This is killing us, and you can't handle it yourself. Just go, please.
this is killing us go please
Come, sir, along with us.
Please come along with us.
Come on, let's go.
let's go
I would they were barbarians, as they are,
Though in Rome littered, not Romans, as they are not,
Though calved i’ th’ porch o’ th’ Capitol.
I wish they were barbarians, as they are, Though born in Rome, not Romans, as they are not, Though birthed on the Capitol's doorstep.
I wish they were just barbarians, even if they were born in Rome, not true Romans like they claim to be, even if they were born right there in the Capitol.
wish they were barbarians not real romans even born in rome
Begone!
Put not your worthy rage into your tongue.
One time will owe another.
Go! Do not put your noble anger into your words. One time will make up for another.
Get out of here! Don't let your anger do all the talking. Your chance will come around.
get out don't mouth off your time will come
On fair ground
I could beat forty of them.
If the fight was fair I could take down forty of them.
In a fair fight, I could take on forty of them.
fair fight? i'd beat 40 of them
I could myself
Take up a brace o’ th’ best of them, yea, the two tribunes.
I could myself Defeat a pair of the best of them, yes, even the two tribunes.
I could handle two of their best fighters myself, even those two tribunes.
i could take down two of their best even the tribunes
But now ’tis odds beyond arithmetic,
And manhood is called foolery when it stands
Against a falling fabric. Will you hence,
Before the tag return, whose rage doth rend
Like interrupted waters, and o’erbear
What they are used to bear?
But now the odds are beyond calculation, And bravery is called foolishness when it stands Against a crumbling structure. Will you leave, Before the mob returns, whose rage tears apart Like broken floodwaters, and overwhelms What they are used to enduring?
But now the odds are impossible to calculate, and being brave looks like stupidity when you're fighting against a falling government. Will you get out of here before the mob comes back? Their anger is going to pour out like broken water and wash away everything they've been holding back.
odds are insane now bravery looks stupid when you're losing get out before the mob explodes
Pray you, begone.
I’ll try whether my old wit be in request
With those that have but little. This must be patched
With cloth of any colour.
I beg you, go. I'll try whether my old skill is valued By those with little judgment. This must be repaired With cloth of any color.
Please, just go. I'll try to talk some sense into these people who don't have much sense. This mess needs to be patched up with whatever material we can find.
please go i'll try talking to them we need to fix this mess
Nay, come away.
No, come away.
Come on, let's go.
let's go
This man has marred his fortune.
This man has ruined his fortune.
This guy has destroyed his own future.
he ruined his own future
His nature is too noble for the world.
He would not flatter Neptune for his trident
Or Jove for’s power to thunder. His heart’s his mouth;
What his breast forges, that his tongue must vent,
And, being angry, does forget that ever
He heard the name of death.
His nature is too noble for the world. He would not flatter Neptune for his trident Or Jupiter for his power to thunder. His heart is his mouth; Whatever his mind creates, his tongue must express, And, being angry, forgets that ever He knew the word death.
He's too noble for this world. He wouldn't flatter the gods for power or favor. Whatever he thinks, he just says it—his heart comes right out of his mouth. When he's angry, he doesn't care about anything, not even his own safety.
too noble for the world thinks it, says it no filter when he's angry forgets about dying
Here’s goodly work.
Here's a fine mess.
Well, this turned out just great.
what a disaster
I would they were abed!
I wish they were in bed!
I wish they were all asleep!
wish they'd all be asleep
I would they were in Tiber! What the vengeance,
Could he not speak ’em fair?
I wish they were in the Tiber River! By what curse, Could he not speak to them kindly?
I wish they'd all drown in the Tiber! For heaven's sake, why couldn't he just be nice to them?
wish they'd drown in the tiber why couldn't he just be nice
Where is this viper
That would depopulate the city and
Be every man himself?
Where is this snake That would empty out the city and Be the only man left?
Where is this snake who wants to destroy the city and be the only one standing?
where's this viper wants to destroy the city be the only guy left
You worthy tribunes—
You respected tribunes—
You esteemed tribunes—
tribunes
He shall be thrown down the Tarpeian rock
With rigorous hands. He hath resisted law,
And therefore law shall scorn him further trial
Than the severity of the public power
Which he so sets at naught.
He shall be thrown down the Tarpeian rock With harsh hands. He has resisted law, And therefore law shall deny him further trial Beyond the harshness of the public power Which he so scorns.
He's going to be thrown off the Tarpeian rock. He broke the law and fought against it, so he doesn't deserve a fair trial—he'll just get the harsh punishment the public demands, which is what he deserves for mocking the law.
throwing him off the rock he broke the law no trial needed no mercy
He shall well know
The noble tribunes are the people’s mouths,
And we their hands.
He shall well know The noble tribunes are the people's voice, And we are their power.
He'll understand that the tribunes speak for the people, and we're the ones who carry out what they say.
tribunes speak for us we're their muscle he'll learn that
He shall, sure on’t.
He shall, be sure of it.
Damn right he will.
he will, count on it
Sir, sir—
Sir, sir—
Sir, sir—
sir sir
Peace!
Peace!
Peace!
peace!
Do not cry havoc where you should but hunt
With modest warrant.
Do not call for total destruction where you should only hunt With reasonable authority.
Don't bring total ruin when you should just use reasonable force to do what needs doing.
don't destroy everything just do what needs doing use reasonable force
Sir, how comes’t that you
Have holp to make this rescue?
Sir, how is it that you Have helped to make this rescue?
Sir, how did you end up helping him get away?
how'd you help him escape
Hear me speak.
As I do know the Consul’s worthiness,
So can I name his faults.
Listen to me. As much as I know the Consul's worth, I can also name his faults.
Let me speak. I know how good this man is, but I also know his flaws.
listen i know his worth and his faults too
Consul? What consul?
Consul? Which consul are you talking about?
A consul? Which one?
consul? which one?
The consul Coriolanus.
Coriolanus is the consul.
Coriolanus, the consul.
coriolanus the consul
He consul?
Him, a consul?
Him, a consul?
him? consul?
No, no, no, no, no!
Absolutely not, not a chance!
No way, no way, no way!
hell no
If, by the Tribunes’ leave, and yours, good people,
I may be heard, I would crave a word or two,
The which shall turn you to no further harm
Than so much loss of time.
If, with the Tribunes' permission, and yours, good people, I may be heard, I would ask for a word or two, Which will do you no further harm Than a small loss of time.
If I can have your permission and the Tribunes' permission, I'd just like to say a couple things that won't hurt you any more than wasting a few minutes.
if i can speak for a minute it won't hurt just a little time
Speak briefly then,
For we are peremptory to dispatch
This viperous traitor. To eject him hence
Were but one danger, and to keep him here
Our certain death. Therefore it is decreed
He dies tonight.
Speak quickly then, For we are determined to get rid of This poisonous traitor. To throw him out Would be one danger, and to keep him here Is our certain death. Therefore it is decided He dies tonight.
Make it quick, because we need to get rid of this poisonous traitor. Either we throw him out and risk him coming back, or we keep him here and he'll destroy us. So he dies tonight.
be quick he's a traitor it's decided he dies tonight
Now the good gods forbid
That our renowned Rome, whose gratitude
Towards her deserved children is enrolled
In Jove’s own book, like an unnatural dam
Should now eat up her own.
Now may the good gods forbid That our renowned Rome, whose gratitude Towards her deserving children is written In Jupiter's own record, like an unnatural mother Should now consume her own.
God forbid that Rome, which is supposed to honor her greatest children, should turn into an unnatural mother and destroy one of her own.
god forbid rome eating her own like an unnatural mother wrong
He’s a disease that must be cut away.
He is a disease that must be cut away.
He's a sickness that needs to be removed.
he's a disease needs to be cut out
O, he’s a limb that has but a disease—
Mortal to cut it off; to cure it easy.
What has he done to Rome that’s worthy death?
Killing our enemies, the blood he hath lost—
Which I dare vouch is more than that he hath
By many an ounce—he dropt it for his country;
And what is left, to lose it by his country
Were to us all, that do’t and suffer it
A brand to th’ end o’ th’ world.
No, he is a limb that merely has a disease— It would be deadly to cut it off; healing is easy. What has he done to Rome that deserves death? Killing our enemies, the blood he has lost— Which I dare say is more blood than he has left By many an ounce—he shed it for his country; And for his country to destroy what remains of him Would be for all of us who do it and accept it A mark of shame to the end of the world.
No, he's not a disease—he's a limb that got infected. You don't cut off a limb just because it's infected; you heal it. What did he do that deserves death? He killed our enemies and lost so much blood for his country that he's bled more for us than he has left in his body. For Rome to destroy what's left of him would be shameful for all of us forever.
he's not a disease he's a limb with an infection healing is easy why kill him? he's bled for us that would shame us forever
This is clean cam.
This is utter nonsense.
This is complete bull.
this is bs
Merely awry. When he did love his country,
It honoured him.
Simply wrong. When he showed love for his country, It honored him.
Just completely wrong. When he loved his country, it loved him back.
wrong. when he loved rome rome loved him back
The service of the foot,
Being once gangrened, is not then respected
For what before it was.
The service of the foot, Once it becomes diseased, is not then respected For what it was before.
Once a foot gets infected, it's not respected for what it used to do.
infected foot not respected anymore for what it used to do
We’ll hear no more.
Pursue him to his house, and pluck him thence,
Lest his infection, being of catching nature,
Spread further.
We'll hear no more. Hunt him to his house, and drag him out, Lest his corruption, being contagious, Spread further.
That's enough talk. Go find him at his house and drag him out before his poison spreads any more.
no more talking go get him drag him out before it spreads
One word more, one word!
This tiger-footed rage, when it shall find
The harm of unscanned swiftness, will too late,
Tie leaden pounds to’s heels. Proceed by process,
Lest parties—as he is beloved—break out
And sack great Rome with Romans.
One more word, one word! This violent rage, when it discovers The damage of unchecked haste, will too late, Bind heavy weights to its heels. Act through legal process, Lest his supporters—as he is beloved—break out And destroy great Rome with Romans.
Wait, just one more thing! This blind anger you're in—when you realize what damage you've done by rushing ahead, it'll be too late to stop. Do this the right way through the courts, or else his friends will rise up and Romans will destroy Romans.
wait one word this rage will regret itself use the courts or his supporters will destroy rome with romans
If it were so—
If that's actually what would happen—
If that were true—
if that's true
What do ye talk?
Have we not had a taste of his obedience?
Our aediles smote! Ourselves resisted? Come.
What are you talking about? Have we not experienced his defiance? Our officials were hit! We ourselves resisted? Come.
What are you saying? Haven't we already seen him refuse to obey? He attacked our officials! We resisted him! Come on.
what are you saying he already defied us hit our officials we fought back come on
Consider this: he has been bred i’ th’ wars
Since he could draw a sword, and is ill schooled
In bolted language; meal and bran together
He throws without distinction. Give me leave,
I’ll go to him and undertake to bring him
Where he shall answer by a lawful form,
In peace, to his utmost peril.
Consider this: he has been raised in war Since he could draw a sword, and has not learned Refined speech; coarse and fine grain together He throws without distinction. Allow me, I'll go to him and undertake to bring him Where he shall answer according to law, In a peaceful manner, at his greatest risk.
Think about it—he was raised in war since childhood and never learned how to talk nicely. He just blurts things out without thinking. Let me try talking to him. I can bring him in peacefully to face justice, I promise.
he was raised in war no filter let me try i'll bring him in peaceful to face justice
Noble tribunes,
It is the humane way: the other course
Will prove too bloody, and the end of it
Unknown to the beginning.
Noble tribunes, It is the merciful way: the other approach Will prove too bloody, and the result Unknown at the start.
Tribunes, doing it this way is more humane. The other way will be too violent, and we won't know where it ends.
tribunes this way is humane the other way too much blood
Noble Menenius,
Be you then as the people’s officer.—
Masters, lay down your weapons.
Noble Menenius, Be you then the people's representative.— Masters, put down your weapons.
Menenius, you speak for us.—Everyone, put your weapons down.
ok menenius ur up everyone stand down
Go not home.
Do not go home.
Don't go home.
don't go home
Meet on the marketplace. We’ll attend you there,
Where if you bring not Martius, we’ll proceed
In our first way.
Meet on the marketplace. We'll wait for you there, And if you do not bring Martius, we'll proceed With our original plan.
Meet us in the marketplace. We'll be waiting, and if you don't bring Coriolanus, we'll go back to our original plan.
marketplace we'll wait there if no martius we do it the hard way
I’ll bring him to you.
I promise to bring him here.
I'll bring him.
got it
[_To Senators_.] Let me desire your company. He must come,
Or what is worst will follow.
I ask for your company to come with me. He must come, or something far worse will happen.
Come with me, please. He has to show up, or things are going to get a lot worse.
come with me he needs to show up or this gets ugly
Pray you, let’s to him.
I beg you, let us go to him.
Please, let's go to him.
let's go find him
The Reckoning
Coriolanus confronts the people he despises in a fatal political moment.
If this happened today…
A powerful figure alienates constituents and faces the consequences of contempt.