Out in the woods, Pullo and Mark Antony watch soldiers unearth the treasury gold.
Servilia paces alone in her bedchamber after the party.
Niobe lies awake in Vorenus's arms. At least I think that's who it is; it's pretty dark. Again.
Julii Cooper sobs alone in her house. Octavian comes in and asks what's wrong, putting a tentative hand on her shoulder. Julii Cooper hurls herself into her son's arms and cries, "I'm alone. I'm all alone." Octavian holds her, but he's really thinking, "Gee, thanks, bitch." I don't see what the big tragedy is here; it's not like Caesar was going to have an affair with his niece, and even the affair he is having is one that has to be kept secret. Julii Cooper's public status hasn't changed. Whiner. Or maybe she just found out that she's short another horse.
Servilia sits in her bedchamber, but she's not alone any more. She's got a visitor -- a visitor with a red toga and a bad haircut and a giant head. He touches her face and she rises to kiss him -- formally and properly at first, and then less so.
The next morning -- at least I think it's morning, it's hard to tell in that tent -- Pompey angrily crumples up the scroll from Caesar, saying that it contains "nothing worth repeating." But Cicero retrieves the missive and straightens it out, telling the room that Caesar is offering a truce. Scipio asks about the terms. From his bed, Quintus growls, "Truce with that scum? Are you women? I will have them raped by dogs." I'm trying to be shocked that a sweet guy like Quintus harbors such sexist attitudes in 52 B.C.; I just can't seem to pull it off. Pompey kicks Quintus out, apologizing for his "ill-used" son and reaffirming that there can be no truce, with which Cato, ever the Caesar-hater, forcefully agrees. Cicero claims that the terms seem pretty reasonable: legal immunity for Caesar and mutual disarmament. Pompey doesn't see anything mutual between himself, "the rightful consul of Rome," and Caesar, whom he calls a criminal. Scipio points out that Caesar does have the city, which puts him in a rather stronger bargaining position. Brutus steps up to Pompey in Caesar's defense: "He has been remarkably peaceable. He has not killed your allies or violated your property." Cato says that Caesar is trying to drive a wedge between them. Scipio says that the truce could buy them time and Pompey, out of patience, snaps, "Quintus is right. You are women!" So says the man who ran away from Rome without a fight. Shut up, Pompey. He storms out. Cato calls the other senators fools and follows Pompey.