THE ROCK turns a corner, emerging from shadow into the steamy bathroom where COMMODUS pampers himself after the harrowing events of the day. COMMODUS looks up, dawning horror playing across his face. THE ROCK raises a single eyebrow.
FADE TO BLACK
64. Vespasian (79): Natural causes; quipped "Uh oh, I think I'm becoming a God" as he died.
And he also built a very high tower from which to thrown himself down, constructed of boards gilded and jewelled in his own presence, for even his death, he declared, should be costly and marked by luxury, in order that it might be said that no one had ever died in this fashion. But all these preparations availed him nothing, for, as we have said, he was slain by common soldiers, dragged through the streets, contemptuously thrust into sewers, and finally cast into the Tiber.
Murdered by one of his bodyguards while urinating on the side of the road
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