I was in a balcony over what was supposed to be the Roman collesium. Except it looked like some run down apartment building. Around me were lower class people in British accents, and Tim Robbins, the actor.

It was hard to see but everyone was cheering on the action. I can only assume it was a gladiator match.

A bunch of these people arranged themselves in perfect domino fashion in a rectangle. Tim Robbins gave a might push and those people fell down to the ground. They didn't seem to mind laying down. One of them looked over in my direction.

"Oi!", he yelled, "Your standing is offensive ta me. Lay down, why doncha?"

Everyone started laying down on the ground.

"'Ey guard!", he yelled again.

Comming up a long staircase was supposedly a Roman guard. Except he looked more like a Terry Gilliam type of guard character.

"We're laying down, here" the man continued.

"It's a sin against the Roman gods to view the holy games while laying down," replied the Guard laying down the law, "How about that?"

Everybody started standing up again. The guard left downstairs.

I turned around and there was Tim Robbins sitting on the floor hugging his legs.

I turned back to the staircase and the guard had brought up a cot, a blanet and a blue pillow.

The dream faded to a "Later..." scene in which Tim Robbins had escaped. No details were given as to how he escaped, only that he did.