He also sends two pigeons and a knife to the emperor. Saturninus kills the messenger and vows that Titus will die for his threats. During these events, Titus' banished son Lucius has joined the army of the Goths and leads them against Rome. Aaron and the infant are brought to him as prisoners. She leaves her sons with him, where the ravaged Lavinia confronts them. Titus tells the sons that they will become meat to feed their mother and kills them with Lavinia's help. Titus arranges a banquet with Saturninus and Tamora as chief guests.
He seats them beside the veiled Lavinia. Titus tells Saturninus about the story of Virginius, who killed his daughter to preserve her from shame.
As the emperor agrees Virginius was right, Titus stabs and kills Lavinia. Saturninus demands the princes be brought to him. Titus explains they are at the feast already; they are the meat in the pies that Tamora and the others are eating. He tells that the chief villain was Aaron, who remains in prison.
The play ends with Lucius becoming emperor and condemning the unrepentant Aaron to be buried alive. Sir boy, now let me see your archery; Look ye draw home enough, and 'tis there straight. Terras Astraea reliquit: Be you remember'd, Marcus, she's gone, she's fled. Sirs, take you to your tools. You, cousins, shall Go sound the ocean, and cast your nets; Happily you may catch her in the sea; Yet there's as little justice as at land: No; Publius and Sempronius, you must do it; 'Tis you must dig with mattock and with spade, And pierce the inmost centre of the earth: Then, when you come to Pluto's region, I pray you, deliver him this petition; Tell him, it is for justice and for aid, And that it comes from old Andronicus, Shaken with sorrows in ungrateful Rome.
Ah, Rome! Well, well; I made thee miserable What time I threw the people's suffrages On him that thus doth tyrannize o'er me. Go, get you gone; and pray be careful all, And leave you not a man-of-war unsearch'd: This wicked emperor may have shipp'd her hence; And, kinsmen, then we may go pipe for justice.
Join with the Goths; and with revengeful war Take wreak on Rome for this ingratitude, And vengeance on the traitor Saturnine. What, have you met with her? I'll dive into the burning lake below, And pull her out of Acheron by the heels.
Marcus, we are but shrubs, no cedars we No big-boned men framed of the Cyclops' size; But metal, Marcus, steel to the very back, Yet wrung with wrongs more than our backs can bear: And, sith there's no justice in earth nor hell, We will solicit heaven and move the gods To send down Justice for to wreak our wrongs.
Come, to this gear. You are a good archer, Marcus; He gives them the arrows. Titus's sons are beheaded. Unappeased, she urges her sons Chiron and Demetrius to rape Titus's daughter Lavinia, after which they cut off her hands and tongue so she cannot give their crime away.
Finally, even Titus's last surviving son Lucius is banished from Rome; he subsequently seeks alliance with the enemy Goths in order to attack Rome. Each new misfortune hits the aged, tired Titus with heavier impact. Eventually, he begins to act oddly and everyone assumes that he is crazy. Tamora tries to capitalize on his seeming madness by pretending to be the figure of Revenge, come to offer him justice if Titus will only convince Lucius to cease attacking Rome.
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