Greece, that hard and timeless land
where even the stones speak - of man's courage,
of his endurance, of his glory.
And none more eloquently than this lonely pillar in a desolate pass
some 200 miles north of modern Athens.
Across the hush of 24 centuries, this is the story of a turning point in history.
Of a blazing day when 300 Greek warriors fought here,
to hold with their lives their freedom...
and ours.
At last we are in Europe.
- Mardonius. - My lord.
How long will it be before the whole of our troops pass into Greece?
About seven days and seven nights, my lord.
Whip them on if they are slow. I am anxious to avenge my father's defeat.
My lord, this army will give you not only Greece, but the whole world.
You are right.
It was my father's dream: One world, one master.
But at Marathon, 10 years ago, he sent a mere wave.
I am leading an ocean!
So this is the Spartan spy caught trying to count my troops?
Yes, my lord. All our best torture is wasted on him.
He's worn out two of my men without uttering a sound.
Bring him here.
Why do you not speak?
I have nothing to say.
Tell me, is it true that the Spartans are the bravest warriors in all Greece?
You will find that out for yourself.
Fool! You have but few men.
Your little country is divided. You have no single ruler.
How can you defy me, the master of the whole world?
That's not for you to understand, sir.
For you are the master of slavery. And you know nothing of freedom.
Enough!
Let us see how insolence meets death.
Seize him!
Wait!
Release him.
Come here, my friend.
I have spared your life, but not out of pity.
I am told the Greeks are holding some assembly at Corinth.
Go there, and tell them what you have seen here.
The power that neither man nor the gods can thwart.
Go!
Agathon.
Gryllus. What evil wind has blown you into this scorpions' nest?
- I am here with Demaratus. - You are with Xerxes.
I am in his camp, but not with him.
You know, after all, Demaratus was once our king in Sparta, before he was exiled.
I'm not interested in Demaratus.
Kings have their ways, but you, you are in the camp of our enemies,
and therefore an enemy of Greece.
- You know my son Phylon in Sparta? - Yes.
Please give him a message from me. Tell him not to judge me until he knows all the...
That Greek spy, this morning. He was a brave man.
He was a Spartan, my lord.
Demaratus, you were once king of those people.
Tell me, do you really believe that Sparta will fight?
Do you wish for a truthful answer or an agreeable one?
Tell me the truth. I shan't hold it against you.
Sparta will fight, even if the rest submit.
How can they do anything together when they have two kings ruling them?
The one who stole my throne is a usurper, but
the other, Leonidas, is a true Spartan king.
His name means "lion", and he lives up to it. There is no man who can match him
in courage and skill in battle. Nor in devotion to his country.
You seem to have great regard for Spartan kings, Demaratus.
I have, my lord. I was one myself.
Yet you do not look to me like a formidable fighter.
I have never yet met the man I could not master.
I'll give you a chance to prove your words.
I have in my bodyguard a remarkable young man.
I've seen him kill four good swordsmen with as many thrusts -
just for displeasing me with their bragging words.
Now you can prove your boast.
Hurry. Hurry.
Argh!
Once again, Demaratus, you've succeeded in spoiling my dinner.
My lord.
- Artemisia. - May I enter this war council?
By all means.
My ships have just dropped anchor. Five vessels, fully fitted and manned.
This is a pleasant surprise, Artemisia. I expected your ships, but not you yourself.
If my men fight, I want to be with them. That's
the least a queen can do for her subjects.
To watch them die for her? I never deny my subjects that pleasure. Come, sit with me.
Artemisia, queen of Halicarnassus.
We visited her city last year and the great king sought her advice about the war.
I'm glad to have you with me, Artemisia.
Everyone gives me different advice.
Artabanus, to abandon this war.
Mardonius, to conquer the whole world.
And Demaratus, to seek peace with the Spartans.
Only because I know my people well. I can always predict their actions.
Even when they choose to discard one of their kings?
Will you forgive me, my lord? I do not relish the noble lady's wit.
It has served me well, Demaratus. At least I'm still with my people.
And still a queen.
Well spoken, Artemisia. I've tried to curb his arrogance with the wrong weapon.
A woman's tongue is deadlier than the sword.
Why do you permit him to remain here?
He may serve my purpose.
The Greeks are assembled at Corinth to discuss my demands.
Above all, I don't want them to unite.
Once they disagree among themselves, men like Demaratus may be of great use to me.
To us, you mean.
Yes.
I need your advice, too.
Come tonight, Artemisia.
Will you come?
Only if you promise to limit our discussions...
to the Corinth assembly.
As I said before, the independence of our cities is the cornerstone of our freedom.
Therefore I propose that each city deal with this problem independently.
Without surrendering its dignity.
But also...
without futile heroics which can only end in the mass suicide of the Greek race.
Silence! Silence!
We shall now hear from the representative of Athens, Themistocles.
10 years ago, the father of the present king of Persia invaded Greece at Marathon.
On that occasion, the Athenians rose to challenge him.
Our Spartan friends,
famed for their piety no less than their military prowess,
volunteered help, but were delayed by, if I remember correctly, a religious festival.
Whereupon the Athenians, unaided, outnumbered ten to one,
attacked the invader and threw him into the sea.
We've no time for history now. Things are different today.
Yes. Things are different today.
Today the danger is much greater.
The whole of Asia is descending upon us.
Many times more men than there are Greeks.
These men are fierce, savage,
bloodthirsty, merciless.
But that is not the reason why we should fear
them. That is not the source of their power.
Their power lies in their unity.
Unity.
Remember that one terrible word which will surely destroy Greece
unless we counter it with a unity of our own.
A unity of free men fighting together,
resisting this united tide of tyranny.
We all know Themistocles to be a master of words.
But before we allow ourselves to be led by them,
let us consider some other words that have been spoken.
Has Athens not sent for and received a prediction from the Delphic oracle?
Come now, Themistocles.
No Greek state acts without first consulting the gods.
Why not reveal this prediction to us, instead
of trying to draw us into a hopeless war?
There are no hopeless wars, friend. Only hopeless cowards.
You are evading the answer.
I happen to know this prediction by heart.
And here it is.
"Fly to the world's end, doomed ones. Leave your homes. "
"For fire and the headlong god of war shall bring you low. "
This clearly seems to me that the gods foretell the doom of Athens.
Isn't it wonderful that we have among us such a clever man?
Not only does he know how to steal state secrets,
but he understands the meaning of the gods as well.
Now, since the sacred text has been filched,
there's no longer any point in keeping it a secret.
Here is the rest of the prediction.
"Then far-seeing Jove grants this to the prayers of Athene:
Safe shall the wooden wall continue for thee and thy children. "
Perhaps you can explain to us the meaning of these words.
- They have no meaning. - No meaning?
Do you infer then the gods dispense nonsense?
Don't put words into my mouth to confuse the issue.
You know no wooden walls can stand against an army like Xerxes'.
And anyway, Athens no longer has a wooden wall.
And where did you steal this piece of information?
Has it a wooden wall now? Answer me. Yes or no?
- Yes. - A wooden wall?
A splendid one. I know how splendid because I've supervised its building.
Our new Athenian ships, manned by the bravest sailors in the world.
There is our wooden wall.
The wall far-seeing Jove declares shall keep us safe.
The gods don't lie.
Shall we not heed their words,
rather than listen to fools, thieves, and blasphemous cowards?
- This is an insult! - Following divine advice,
Athens shall fight to her victory.
A victory she invites all Greece to join.
Speak, friend.
I represent Phocis.
We are a small state. We can field but 1,000 soldiers.
Who will help us if we fight? Will Sparta come to our defense?
Sparta! Sparta!
The delegate from Phocis asks the vital question.
Athens has ships, but Sparta has the finest army in Greece.
Sir, is it not fitting that we now hear from the representative of Sparta?
King Leonidas of Sparta.
A Spartan king cannot act without the authority of his people.
But I know my people. And I know they will fight.
Will they lead all others?
Sparta will fight
whether others will follow or not.
- Sir. - Yes?
You will hear words never before uttered in the history of our country.
Athens,
to prove her trust in Spartan valor,
does hereby resign her claim to naval leadership,
and places her ships under Spartan command.
From this day onward, every Athenian ship will sail under Spartan orders.
We've done it! We've done it, King Leonidas.
It's going our way. Of course, we must expect them to argue for a while.
Yes, argue while our house burns.
When people are free to speak their minds, they generally are more easily handled.
That fool nearly caught me with that prediction.
I wouldn't care to go through an ordeal like that again.
Of course, it was throwing in the navy won the day for us.
Why did you do it? The Spartans are no sailors.
Thereby your admiral won't know how to interfere with my running the fleet.
You don't mind, do you?
No. Sparta will do her duty.
She'd better do it fast.
The Persians are moving like a plague of locusts.
If we attack them here, on the plain of Thessaly, or their ships on the open sea,
they'll run over us without even noticing.
We must find a position which cannot be turned.
- What about here? - The pass of Thermopylae?
It's the best line of defense north of Corinth.
These mountains run across Greece. The Persians must pass through here.
With a small force, I can hold that narrow strip of land until the others are ready.
And I can bring the fleet through the straits above Thermopylae,
protecting your flank. With your admiral's consent, of course.
This is a splendid plan.
When can you march?
I must speak to the council first.
But once we start, we march faster than any soldiers on earth.
In the meantime, you can send a small force of Athenians to occupy the pass.
No. Don't let's deceive ourselves.
No Greek will stir until he sees the Spartans march.
Actually march, you know. Thrump, thrump, thrump.
Red cloaks, flutes and all.
I know. Only this will unite Greece. I'll leave at once.
I'll deploy the ships and meet you in this bay of Locris. You and your men.
We'll be there.
Agathon! I thought I should never see you again. What happened?
- I was a guest of the Persians. - And escaped?
- He gave me a horse. - Why?
So I could tell the Greeks what I have seen.
- Why were you not in council? - Because I'm not a good liar.
I don't want to frighten them.
- Then the army is as enormous as they say? - Leonidas...
It is bigger than anything you can imagine.
For six days I watched them pass. Six days!
I ran out of numbers and still more of them came. They're drinking the rivers dry.
And at night, there are more of their campfires than there are stars in the sky.
Good.
When I was a boy, I always wanted to reach the stars with my spear.
- I don't trust that woman. - Neither do I.
But what can we do? During the day he seeks our advice. Then comes the night and...
Shh!
My lord.
My lord!
- Hydarnes, why must you disturb me? - I have urgent news, my lord.
Scouts report the Greeks have abandoned Thessaly.
- I knew they would. Have some wine. - Beyond Thessaly lies the Oeta range.
With just one pass near the sea called Thermopylae.
I'm in no mood for geography.
My lord, we must send a cavalry column to secure the pass before our army reaches it.
You must do only what I order you to do.
But, my lord, as a soldier it is my duty to...
Your duty is to obey me! I don't want the Greeks to think I'm afraid of them.
If they want to fight, let them come out into the open.
I'll leave Thermopylae as an open door for them.
- And supposing... - Enough!
It's my war and I'll conduct it my way.
Now go!
- We should be in Sparta by late afternoon. - Yes.
Tell me, did you see Demaratus in the Persian camp?
No, but I saw a real Persia-lover there.
- Who? - Gryllus, the father of young Phylon.
I slashed his face with a whip.
I can't believe it. He was always a good man.
He has no business to be among barbarians. I'm only sorry now I didn't spear him.
And Phylon should be questioned. He might have known about his father's actions.
We shall speak to him.
Phylon!
- What have you been doing? - Exercising, with spear, sword and javelin.
Talking about the war. Everyone says we're going to march north.
- To Corinth? - Some say as far as Thessaly.
This is a really good war. They say Xerxes has brought 100 nations with him.
Isn't that wonderful?
- When does your aunt expect Leonidas? - Maybe tonight.
The men gave me a very good idea.
I can ask Leonidas' permission to marry you.
I'm sure the law is that the king can act for my father in time of war.
And I can speak to my aunt.
I love you, Ellas.
I've never loved anyone else.
I think I loved you when we were children. From the earliest moment I can remember.
Now we can marry.
- And I want you. - I know. I want you too, Phylon.
But...
But we must wait.
Why wait? You are mine, I am yours. What is there to keep us apart?
Only ourselves, Phylon. Just for a little while.
I want time to think.
We must be strong.
We are Spartans.
Remember what they say: Once the rain has
fallen, nothing can put it back into the sky.
And since when have Spartans become afraid of rain?
Phylon, son of Gryllus, you shall soon march in defense of our land.
Are you ready to hear the laws sacred to a Spartan warrior?
- Yes, Queen Gorgo. - Here they are.
You must treasure freedom above life. Shun pleasure for the sake of virtue.
Endure pain and hardship in silence.
Obey orders implicitly.
Seek the enemies of Greece wherever they may be, and fight them fearlessly,
until victory or death.
Now...
taking the place of your dead mother,
I'm giving you...
this shield.
There are but these five words to remember: E tan e epi tas.
- What does it mean? - "With this or on this. "
Either come home victorious with this shield, or dead on it.
Please excuse me.
Oh, happy day!
Congratulations!
We, the elders of Sparta, have a sacred duty to perform.
We are the guardians of Spartan blood.
'Tis for us to see to it that that precious blood is not shed,
whatever the occasion may be, far away from our native soil.
Then you suggest that we do not send our men north.
Not above Corinth, Togis.
We have no common cause with empty talkers of Athens and their sinful ways.
We must defend southern Greece, where we have our homes and our allies.
Greetings.
- Greetings, King Leotychidis. - Greetings, King Leonidas.
Greetings, friends.
I bear important news.
Sparta has been selected to lead the united Greek cities
in the war against Persia both on land and on the sea.
Athens has surrendered her naval leadership to us.
But the council decides how Sparta acts.
Of course. But the council must act quickly.
Why?
In order that we reach the first line of defense in time.
- Where might that be? - The pass of Thermopylae.
Of course - the pass that protects Athens.
No! It's the pass that protects Greece.
Mere cities don't matter now. It is Greece that counts!
Only by being united can we hope to avoid slavery.
I am no politician.
But I will plead this cause until the moon wanes and the night brings forth a new day.
Yes, Ellas.
Of course I'll speak to him about you and Phylon.
You two should be married.
What could be keeping him so long?
He went straight to the council without even stopping to see me.
- He's never done that before. - But, Aunt Gorgo, this is a dangerous time.
Everyone is talking about the war and our men marching north.
Do you think that...
- I didn't even greet you. Forgive me. - And you haven't asked about your son.
- How is he? Is he well? - Is he well?
Today he fought with his toy sword
against a boy a whole head taller than he, and he defeated him.
You could hear his war cry all the way to the marketplace.
Strong lungs are no proof of wisdom.
You should have heard Xenathon speak tonight.
Shouting the isolation of Sparta. He made me sick.
- But he loves our country. - Not as much as he hates Athens.
He can never forget his two sons were killed by the Athenians in battle.
Dead children are not easy to forget, Leonidas.
To remember is one thing. To grow bitter in hatred, that's another.
That man is dangerous. He could sway that council to put me in a terrible position.
I could not disobey, and I cannot break my word.
What word?
I promised Themistocles to lead my men in defense of Thermopylae.
Thermopylae? But that's so far away from Sparta.
To a Greek, no part of Greece is far away.
You are tired, my love.
Before the sun rises you must rest.
It's past midnight.
See how dark the sky is.
When you left for Corinth, I went to see Megistias, the old priest.
He sacrificed a lamb and read the entrails.
He said that there was wonderful good fortune for both of us.
He said that you will be the Spartan king best remembered amongst men.
And he said that for centuries to come,
women will sing songs
about my love for you.
- This man brings an urgent message. - What news?
Themistocles begs us to march at once. He says the whole of Greece is waiting.
Ride back and tell him we march today.
Summons from the council. The prediction of the oracle has arrived from Delphi.
- Alert my bodyguard. - Yes.
"Dwellers in glorious Sparta, hear now the words of your fate. "
"Either your famous city goes down in front of the Persians,
or, if your city is spared,
the land of Sparta must mourn for the death of one of her kings. "
You may leave.
- The priestess has spoken. - Yes.
And the meaning is clear. It is either Sparta or a Spartan king.
- I accept the challenge. - And, in your opinion, what must be done?
The army must march at once. There is no time to lose.
The council must grant dispensation to leave during the festival.
It is not the Spartan way to neglect the holy festivals.
Nor to neglect Greece.
The alert order has gone to my bodyguard,
who are not subject to decisions of the council.
All the other troops are waiting in their
quarters. Do not let them wait long, friends.
Ellas.
Let me look. Let me look at you.
How handsome you are.
The red war-cloaks are so becoming to men.
This way no enemy will ever see Spartan blood.
Ellas, we may march tomorrow. I must go to the king now.
Yes, let us go. I've spoken to my aunt already.
My father's gone to the king's house and is waiting.
Seems that all my life I've waited for just
this day. At last you're going to be my wife.
- The wife of a real Spartan soldier. - Just wait till I come back.
I'll bring ten Persian slave girls to wait on you hand and foot.
Bring just one and you'll be a dead Spartan.
Now, as soon as the council proclaims a state of war,
the whole army will come under my orders.
While King Leotychidis,
in accordance with the law, will remain at home.
Pentheus, son of Salas, will be my second in command.
I thank you for honoring me.
- May I put forward a personal request? - Of course, Pentheus.
My daughter Ellas is waiting outside with Phylon.
He asks permission to speak to you about a matter concerning both our families.
Let them come in.
Speak, Phylon.
Sir, I've come to ask your permission to marry Ellas, daughter of Pentheus.
Her father's granted his consent but, since
my father's away on family business in Thrace,
I beg you to act in his stead.
- When did you last hear from your father? - Not since he left Sparta.
He was supposed to return way before now.
Have you any idea what might have caused this delay?
No, sir.
Is there anything wrong?
Agathon believes so.
While I was being tortured by the Persians, I saw your father in the enemy camp.
- No. Not my father. - He was there with ex-king Demaratus.
- That's not possible. - I'm not used to telling lies!
- You may have been mistaken... - I tell you, I spoke to him!
He still bears the mark of my whip on his face.
Sir, I beg you by the immortal gods, let me wipe out this disgrace.
Put me in the first line of battle. Let me die a Spartan!
As a freeborn man, you are not responsible for your father's actions.
Yet I cannot ask my soldiers to accept into their ranks
a man whose father is consorting with the enemy.
- But, sir... - That is my final word!
You will surrender your war-cloak to the officer on duty.
You may go.
I cannot find him anywhere.
I'm frightened. I don't know what to do.
Take hold of yourself.
Sparta gives her women more freedom than any state. In return it demands strength.
How can I be strong? I love him.
You must be strong.
Remember the mother who killed her son when he returned with a wound in his back.
Why should I remember? Phylon would never turn his back to the enemy.
- If only they would let him fight. - I am not a general.
I cannot order the men to take him with them.
How can you talk like this? You know Phylon. His mother was your best friend.
That does not matter.
- Have you heard? - What?
The council has made its decision. Here it is.
"People of Sparta. The army will presently
march in defense of our land against Persia."
"The men are hereby ordered to be ready to depart after the festival of Carnea. "
- So you cannot go today. - I can and will!
And disobey the council?
- My bodyguard is not subject to the council. - But that's only 300 men.
I promised to have my men at Thermopylae. I didn't say how many.
- This is madness. - Less than to keep a festival and lose the war!
- Leave us please, Ellas. - Ellas. You know how sorry I am.
I know.
Leonidas.
Why not wait until the festival is over?
And then lead out the whole army as a Spartan king should lead it.
- It's only a few days. - No. Even a day might be too late.
All Greece waits for the Spartans to march.
A mere 300 men.
Since when have Spartans started counting numbers going into battle?
We are but a vanguard. The rest will join us just as soon as the festival is over.
But what if the Persians attack you before then?
Then we shall fight alone.
Leonidas.
My love.
I know your courage.
I am proud of you.
But there are times when prudence...
I don't know what I am saying.
I only know I cannot live without you.
You must trust me.
I love you more than life itself.
I don't want you to die.
It would be my end, too.
Leonidas, the men are ready.
Agathon, the law allows me to take 300 men.
Dismiss all those with no living sons and replace them with volunteers who have.
I don't want any Spartan family to die out.
- Phylon! - Ellas!
- Why are you here? - Because I love you.
There is nothing to love now. I've been rejected by my own people.
I have no honor, no country.
- No name, no home. I'm an outcast. - I, too, am an outcast.
I've left my father's house and I shall not return unless you come with me.
Sparta does not want me.
I'm ashamed of you. What if the king has refused to take you with him?
You are a free man and a soldier.
Prove it to him and he will take you back.
- How can I prove it? - Surely not by killing yourself.
Look.
- My shield. - Yes. Your shield.
You left it behind. Did you forget the words my aunt spoke giving it to you?
"Victory or death. "
Take this shield. Follow our soldiers.
Show them that you are a man and a Spartan.
And I shall be there watching you.
Look there.
300 men. To stand against the whole of Asia.
No.
301.
And all Spartans.
Halt!
This is the bay of Locris, where we're to meet with Themistocles.
In the meantime, we'll rest here until sundown.
Then we'll march all night. We must be in Thermopylae by sunrise.
Look.
There he is now.
Take Themistocles to that fisherman's hut.
- Do you want to bathe, Ellas? - No. Just to rest.
- Are you ill, Ellas? - No, of course not.
Just tired and so cold.
Yes, you are shivering.
You haven't eaten in two days. I shouldn't have brought you with me.
We'll rest now. Yes, we'll rest now.
We have 271 ships lying in the straits.
The Persians are in the bay beyond.
1200 warships, with a good number of auxiliary craft.
- Then we are outnumbered six to one. - Yes.
But geography is on our side. In the narrow waters we can give them a good fight.
- How many men have you brought? - 300 Spartans.
- 300? - My personal bodyguard.
Other Spartans will follow after the festival.
- Another festival? - We are religious people.
I know.
Some day I may enter religion myself.
It's better than politics.
With the gods behind you, you can be far more irresponsible.
Themistocles, we invoked divine help coming here. This is no time for impious remarks.
Forgive me... friend.
Greetings, friends. Leonidas.
Demophilus.
We've heard all of Sparta's on the march.
I've been riding since sunrise trying to catch up. Your men move like lightning.
- They have an appointment at Thermopylae. - Yes, we heard about that too.
Can my warriors of Thespiae join you?
- There's always room. How many of you? - About 700. All volunteers.
I couldn't hold them back when they heard about Sparta leading us in this war.
- Where do we find you? - Thermopylae at daybreak.
The rest of our armies join us there.
Wonderful. But don't start the killing before we arrive.
You Spartans go wild when you smell the enemy. Leave some for us.
- We are Greeks, too. - At Thermopylae.
"We are Greeks, too. "
Did you hear what that man said?
Can this be the beginning of the miracle we've been waiting for?
Let us pray so.
You know, Leonidas, people call me a master politician.
Also a cynic, mountebank and a charlatan. They're all wrong.
I'm nothing but a sentimental old fool desperately in love with a dream:
One free, united Greece.
That is no dream.
I think we should have told Demophilus that we are only 300 Spartans.
And ruin all my work? I've sent 20 runners around with the news
that the entire Spartan army is marching north.
- But that's not true. - Truth is a heady wine, friend.
A politician must never exaggerate people's capacity for it.
- I thank the gods I am only a soldier. - And I thank them I'm a politician.
Between us we may make our dream come true.
I must get back to my boats.
Get the men ready.
Halt!
Spartans! We have reached Thermopylae.
The orders are, from this wall we do not retreat.
Somebody?
Somebody!
Greetings, friends. Ephialtes, bring some water.
Oh, she's ill. Poor child.
Ephialtes! Where is that fool? Ephialtes!
- Your wife? - Thermopylae. How far is it?
Not far. Just over those cliffs there.
- You see, if you go by... - Be quiet. Quiet!
Take her inside.
Carry her.
Gently. Don't hurt her.
Goats have more brains than men!
Who can understand the way of gods?
They create lovely girls, and then turn them into wives.
You're the first strangers to visit us in years.
It was kind of you to give us shelter.
We have been herding goats here in the mountains all our lives, my wife and I.
She'll be better by sunrise.
But her feet, all swollen and sore.
- Our home is far away. - Athens?
By the gods, no! Have you not heard of Sparta?
Yes. They speak little, fight much. Eat that black broth that turns up the stomach.
- And their girls go about naked. - Naked?
- That's what I heard. - When?
- When I was young. - Ephialtes.
More milk.
No.
I'm going to look after the goats. I heard a wolf last night in the mountains.
- Your son? - You think we'd have a son like that?
We don't know where he came from. He just arrived one day.
Said he had quarreled with the people in the valley.
Maybe a runaway slave. Maybe a thief.
But in the mountains,
everyone is equal.
Have you heard anything about the Persians?
We see them when it's clear.
Come with me.
Look between those two hills.
- Have they been there long? - For several days. And they are still coming.
More campfires every day.
Lucky Thermopylae is the only way through.
You mean it's lucky that the Persians don't know the other way.
- Is there another way? - Yes. There is an old goat track.
It winds through the mountains and it comes down beyond the pass.
Nobody uses it now, but it's still there.
We must let the Spartans know. If the
Persians found it, our men would be trapped.
King Xerxes would give much gold to know about it, wouldn't he?
Come inside. It's getting cold.
We'll talk there.
I don't want you to get sick, too.
This is called the middle gate of Thermopylae.
It is too narrow for fighting in open order.
We will use our special tactics for close-in fighting.
And the rest can learn from watching the Spartans.
Shall we keep the men in their own units?
Yes. Men prefer to die among their friends.
- Who are you? - I am a goatherd.
I know these mountains well. I have come to tell you there is a path
leading through them from the north.
It's a bad path, but the Persians could use it.
We know there is a path. Our scouts are looking, but can't find it.
I can show the way. It runs by the Callidromus mountain.
We'd better hurry, sir. The accursed
barbarians are probably looking for it, too.
Agathon, dispatch all the Phocian troops. Have them block that path and guard it.
Thank you, my friend. If I had gold I would give it to you.
All we have is armor. Take the best sword you can find.
I don't do this for gold.
And I'm too old to use a sword.
If I were younger, I would bring my own sword and be standing with you in battle.
Let's go, friend. It's a long walk.
Xerxes has men in millions. We have Greeks.
I cannot believe there's only one pass through the mountains, Demaratus.
I've not heard of another one, my lord.
- Where is the main Greek army? - Our scouts swam past Thermopylae.
The Greeks are camped far beyond it.
Still a small force. I presume they are waiting for more men.
The more the better. If they insist on
fighting, we can wipe them all out in one battle.
- What about the pass itself? - Still held by just a few Spartans.
Some are rebuilding the wall. Others are just
sitting on the rocks and sharpening weapons.
- The fools. - Not a good sign, my lord.
It means that the Spartans will fight. Whether reinforcements arrive or not.
They are mad.
I cannot think why you want to be king of such an extraordinary people, Demaratus.
I shall capture them and put them in cages. Exhibit them all over Persia.
My king!
Cyrus.
My brother.
How did this happen?
Speak!
We were on patrol, my lord. Near the pass.
Suddenly the Spartans came at us like devils. Swarms of them.
We fought. But it was a narrow place and we could not get near them.
Hydarnes.
See that my brother's body is buried with full honors.
And as for these cowards...
let them be buried, too.
- My lord. - Alive!
My lord, as a soldier, death is my duty.
And if I offend you, I'll be glad to die for it.
- But I feel that I must warn you. - Well?
You have been listening to bad advice, my lord. If we had occupied the pass...
I know that I've listened to some people too much. But that period is over.
- Mardonius. - My lord.
Tomorrow at dawn, we take the pass and march on.
I want no prisoners or slaves in this war.
- Every Greek is to be put to the sword! - Very good, my lord.
Give your men this one night. Then destroy all the soldiers' women.
There are enough women in Sparta and Athens.
And I want my men to be eager to get at them.
Very good, my lord.
Well done, Myron. Not many of that Persian patrol got away.
It was easy, sir. Five of us and only ten of them.
There is movement in the enemy camp. It looks as though they intend to attack.
We need one more day to finish rebuilding that wall.
We must gain that day.
- Isn't that the king's tent near the shore? - Yes.
Pick out 30 men for me. All good swimmers.
- I could swim the Evrotas river as a boy. - No, you must stay, to take over command.
But if you're killed?
Then Greece will fight all the more fiercely.
But without Xerxes all that great horde would fall to pieces.
Have the men assemble by that rock at sundown.
I'm going to stay here tonight. Go back, friend. And thank you.
The orders are silence and speed. If I am killed, Pentheus will take command.
Silence.
- Where's the king? - Gone away to visit the queen.
My queen!
Come.
General alarm. There is a great fire on the shore.
The king's camp is burning.
See that my boat is made ready!