Brutus and Servilia have safely made their way home. And it appears that Brutus was among the citizenry who witnessed the departure of Pompey's men, as he recounts the scene to his mother. He angrily uses the word "deserting" twice. "Half the Senate ahorse," he says. Well, Cicero was in a litter and Cato was on foot, so more than half the Senate is out of there, I'd say. Brutus says this puts them in an awkward position. If they stay, they are declaring for Caesar and rebellion. If they go, they're with Pompey and the Senate. "There is no middle ground," he states. What about going in a different direction? Just a thought. Servilia calmly watches him vacillate for a minute between their friendship for Caesar and his loyalty to the Republic. And the latter wins out. "The Republic is more important than any friendship," he insists. I hope Servilia remembers to mention that to Caesar when she sees him. His difficult decision made, Brutus actually seems relieved as he tells Servilia to have her people get ready to leave as soon as possible. But she's not leaving. She tells her shocked son that she's waited eight years for Caesar and she's not leaving now. Brutus reminds her that Pompey has declared the holdouts enemies of Rome. "Caesar might prevail," Servilia says calmly. Brutus says yeah, he might, but eventually some other ambitious fellow will kill Caesar and take his place. Which will make Servilia "the mistress of a dead tyrant. Mother, we know what happens to them." Servilia says that's up to the gods to decide, because she ain't moving. Frustrated, Brutus suggests that if she's so damn horny, she ought to just buy some big macho slave at the market "and have done with it." Just make sure he has a big head and a bad haircut. Brutus looks down in shame at what he just said. Servilia sadly says he'd better go, and tells him not to be angry. "We may be parted for a long time," she understates. Brutus kisses her hand and quickly takes his leave.