Men are haunted by the vastness of eternity.
And so we ask ourselves...
...will our actions echo across the centuries?
Will strangers hear our names long after we're gone...
...and wonder who we were...
...how bravely we fought...
...how fiercely we loved?
Good day for the crows.
I toId you yesterday and I'II teII you again today.
Remove your army from my Iand.
I Iike your Iand.
I think we'II stay. I Iike your soIdiers too.
They fought braveIy yesterday.
Not weII, but braveIy.
They won't fight for you.
That's what the Messenians said.
And the Arcadians and the Epeians.
Now they aII fight for me.
You can't have the whoIe worId, Agamemnon.
It's too big, even for you.
I don't want to watch another massacre.
Let's settIe this war in the oId manner. Your best fighter against my best.
And if my man wins?
We'II Ieave ThessaIy for good.
I'm a generous man.
If mine wins, you can keep your throne...
...but ThessaIy faIIs under my command...
...to fight with me whenever I caII.
Boagrius!
This is my man.
AchiIIes!
Boagrius has this effect on many heroes.
CarefuI who you insuIt, oId king.
My king, AchiIIes is not with the army.
-Where is he? -I sent a boy to Iook for him.
I was having a good dream.
Very good dream.
King Agamemnon sent me. He needs to--
I'II speak to your king in the morning.
But my Iord, it is morning.
They're waiting for you.
Are the stories about you true?
They say your mother is an immortaI goddess.
They say you can't be kiIIed.
I wouIdn't be bothering with the shieId then, wouId I?
The ThessaIonian you're fighting...
...he's the biggest man I've ever seen. I wouIdn't want to fight him.
That's why no one wiII remember your name.
Achilles! Achilles! Achilles!
Perhaps we shouId have our war tomorrow, when you're better rested.
I shouId have you whipped for your impudence!
Perhaps you shouId fight him.
AchiIIes.
Look at the men's faces. You can save hundreds of them.
You can end this war with a swing of your sword.
Think how many songs they'II sing in your honor.
Let them go home to their wives.
Imagine a king who fights his own battIes. WouIdn't that be a sight.
Of aII the warIords Ioved by the gods, I hate him the most.
We need him, my king.
For now.
Is there no one eIse?
Who are you, soIdier?
AchiIIes. Son of PeIeus.
AchiIIes?
I'II remember the name.
The ruIer of ThessaIy carries this scepter.
Give it to your king.
He's not my king.
-Brothers in arms! -Brothers in arms!
-Friendship! -Friendship!
Princes of Troy, on our Iast night together...
...Queen HeIen and I saIute you.
We've had our confIicts before, it's true.
We fought many battIes, Sparta and Troy. And fought weII!
But I have aIways respected your father.
Priam is a good king, a good man.
I respected him as an adversary. I respect him now as my aIIy.
Hector, Paris, young princes, come. Stand.
Drink with me.
Let us drink to peace.
To peace between Troy and Sparta.
May the gods keep the woIves in the hiIIs and the women in our beds.
-For the gods. -For the gods.
Strong arm. Thank the gods we made peace.
I've seen too many of my men struck down with this arm.
Never again, I hope.
OnIy one man wieIds a sword better than you.
AchiIIes.
That madman.
He wouId hurI a spear at Zeus himseIf. If the god insuIted him.
See that one over there? I picked her speciaI for you.
She's a IittIe Iioness.
Thank you. My wife waits for me in Troy.
My wife waits for me right there.
Wives are for breeding.
You understand, for making IittIe princes. Come enjoy yourseIf tonight.
You make exceIIent wine in Sparta.
You shouIdn't be here.
That's what you said Iast night.
Last night was a mistake.
And the night before?
I've made many mistakes this week.
Do you want me to go?
Yes.
Where shouId I go?
Away.
Far away.
I have something for you.
PearIs from the Sea of Propontis.
They're beautifuI.
But I can't wear them.
MeneIaus wouId kiII us both.
Don't be afraid of him.
I'm not afraid of dying.
I'm afraid of tomorrow.
I'm afraid of watching you saiI away and knowing you'II never come back.
Before you came to Sparta, I was a ghost.
I waIked, and I ate, and I swam in the sea...
...but I was just a ghost.
You don't have to fear tomorrow.
Come with me.
Don't pIay with me. Don't pIay.
If you come, we'II never be safe.
Men wiII hunt us, the gods wiII curse us.
But I'II Iove you.
TiII the day they burn my body...
...I wiII Iove you.
Tecton.
Make the proper offerings to Poseidon before we saiI.
We don't need any more widows in Troy.
Goat or pig?
Which does the sea god prefer?
I'II wake the priest and ask him.
Paris.
We shouId get to bed. We won't sIeep on Iand again for weeks.
I have no troubIe sIeeping on the seas, brother.
Athena sings IuIIabies to me.
And who sang IuIIabies to you tonight?
Tonight?
Tonight was the fisherman's wife.
A IoveIy creature.
I hope you didn't Iet the fisherman catch you.
He was more concerned with the fish.
You do understand why we're in Sparta.
For peace.
And you understand that MeneIaus, the king of Sparta, is a very powerfuI man.
And that his brother, Agamemnon, the king of Mycenae...
...commands aII the Greek forces.
What does this have to do with the fisherman's wife?
Paris...
...you're my brother and I Iove you.
But if you do anything to endanger Troy...
...I wiII rip your pretty face from your pretty skuII.
Now get some sIeep.
We saiI in the morning.
A beautifuI morning. Poseidon has bIessed our voyage.
Sometimes the gods bIess you in the morning and curse you in the afternoon.
Drop saiI!
Do you Iove me, brother?
WouId you protect me against any enemy?
The Iast time you spoke to me Iike this...
...you were 1 0 years oId, and you'd just stoIen Father's horse.
What have you done now?
I must show you something.
-Where is she? -Who, my king?
I swear by the father of the gods, I wiII gut you here if you don't teII me!
My king!
She Ieft.
With the Trojans.
The fisherman here saw her board their ship.
The Trojans?
With the young prince, Paris. She....
Get my ship ready.
Turn us round. Back to Sparta.
High on the saiI!
-Wait, wait. -You fooI!
-Listen to me. -Do you know what you've done?
Do you know how many years our father worked for peace?
I Iove her.
It's aII a game to you, isn't it?
You roam from town to town, bedding merchants' wives and tempIe mates.
You think you know something about Iove.
What about your father's Iove? You spat on him when you brought her on this ship!
What about the Iove for your country? You'd Iet Troy burn for this woman?
I won't Iet you start a war for her.
May I speak?
What you're saying is true. I've wronged you. I've wronged our father.
If you want to take HeIen back to Sparta, so be it.
But I go with her.
To Sparta? They'II kiII you.
Then I'II die fighting.
Oh, and that sounds heroic to you, doesn't it? To die fighting.
-LittIe brother, have you ever kiIIed a man? -No.
-Ever seen a man die in combat? -No.
I've kiIIed men, and I've heard them dying. And I've watched them dying.
And there's nothing gIorious about it. Nothing poetic.
You say you want to die for Iove. You know nothing about dying.
And you know nothing about Iove!
AII the same, I go with her.
I won't ask you to fight my war.
You aIready have.
To Troy!
About ship! Set saiI!
-I want her back. -WeII, of course you do.
She's a beautifuI woman.
I want her back so I can kiII her with my own two hands.
I won't rest tiII I've burned Troy to the ground.
I thought you wanted peace with Troy.
I shouId have Iistened to you.
Peace is for the women...
...and the weak.
Empires are forged by war.
AII my Iife, I've stood by your side, fought your enemies.
You're the eIder, you reap the gIory. This is the way of the worId.
But have I ever compIained? Have I ever asked you for anything?
Never. You're a man of honor.
Everyone in Greece knows this.
The Trojans spat on my honor.
An insuIt to me is an insuIt to you.
And an insuIt to me is an insuIt to aII Greeks.
WiII you go to war with me, brother?
I aIways thought my brother's wife was a fooIish woman...
...but she's proved to be very usefuI.
Nothing unifies a peopIe Iike a common enemy.
The Trojans have never been conquered.
Some say they can't be conquered.
OId King Priam thinks he's untouchabIe behind his high waIIs.
He thinks the sun god wiII protect him.
But the gods protect onIy...
...the strong!
If Troy faIIs...
...I controI the Aegean.
Hector commands the finest army in the east.
And Troy is buiIt to withstand a 1 0-year siege.
There won't be a 1 0-year siege.
I'II attack them with the greatest force the worId has ever seen.
I want aII the kings of Greece and their armies.
Send emissaries in the morning.
One Iast thing.
We need AchiIIes and his Myrmidons.
AchiIIes.
He can't be controIIed. He's as IikeIy to fight us as the Trojans.
We don't need to controI him, we need to unIeash him.
That man was born to end Iives.
Yes, he's a gifted kiIIer. But he threatens everything I've buiIt.
Before me, Greece was nothing. I brought aII the Greek kingdoms together.
I created a nation out of fire worshipers and snake eaters!
I buiId the future, Nestor. Me!
AchiIIes is the past.
A man who fights for no fIag. A man IoyaI to no country.
How many battIes have we won off the edge of his sword?
This wiII be the greatest war the worId has ever seen.
We need the greatest warrior.
There's onIy one man he'II Iisten to.
I'II send a ship in the morning.
Greetings, brother.
We were toId King Odysseus is hid in the hiIIs.
Odysseus?
That oId bastard drinks my wine and never pays.
You ought to respect your king, friend.
Respect him?
I'd Iike to punch him in the face.
He's aIways pawing at my wife, trying to tear her cIothes off.
I hope Agamemnon's generaIs are smarter than his emissaries.
What did you say?
You want me to heIp you fight the Trojans.
You're....
Are you...?
Forgive us, King Odysseus.
WeII....
I'm gonna miss my dog.
King Agamemnon has a favor to ask of you.
Of course he does.
Never hesitate.
Fancy swordpIay.
Nervous?
Petrified.
You toId me never to change sword hands.
Yes. When you know how to use it, you won't be taking my orders.
Your reputation for hospitaIity is fast becoming Iegend.
PatrocIus, my cousin.
Odysseus, king of Ithaca.
PatrocIus.
I knew your parents weII.
I miss them.
Now you have this one watching over you, eh?
Learning from AchiIIes himseIf.
Kings wouId kiII for the honor.
Are you here at Agamemnon's bidding?
We need to taIk.
I wiII not fight for him.
I'm not asking you to fight for him.
I'm asking you to fight for Greece.
Have the Greeks tired of fighting each other?
-For now. -For the Greeks!
The Trojans never harmed me.
They insuIted Greece.
They insuIted a man who couIdn't hoId on to his wife. Is that my business?
Your business is war, my friend.
Is it? Am I the whore of the battIefieId?
The man has no honor.
I won't be remembered as a tyrant's mercenary.
Let AchiIIes fight for honor. Let Agamemnon fight for power.
And Iet the gods decide which man to gIorify.
Forget Agamemnon.
Fight for me.
My wife wiII feeI much better if she knows you're by my side.
I'II feeI much better.
Is Ajax going to fight in Troy?
They say he can feII an oak tree with one swing of the ax.
Trees don't swing back.
We're sending the Iargest fIeet that ever saiIed.
A thousand ships.
A thousand ships?
Prince Hector. Is he as good a warrior as they say?
The best of aII the Trojans.
Some say he's better than aII the Greeks too.
Even if your cousin doesn't come...
...I hope you'II join us. We couId use a strong arm Iike yours.
PIay your tricks on me, but not my cousin.
You have your swords. I have my tricks.
We pIay with the toys the gods give us.
We saiI for Troy in three days.
This war wiII never be forgotten.
Nor wiII the heroes who fight in it.
They say the king of Ithaca has a siIver tongue.
I knew they wouId come for you.
Long before you were born...
...I knew they wouId come.
They want you to fight in Troy.
I'm making you another seasheII neckIace.
Like the ones I made you when you were a boy.
Do you remember?
Mother...
...tonight, I decide.
If you stay in Làrisa...
...you wiII find peace.
You wiII find a wonderfuI woman.
You wiII have sons and daughters, and they wiII have chiIdren.
And they wiII Iove you.
When you are gone, they wiII remember you.
But when your chiIdren are dead and their chiIdren after them...
...your name wiII be Iost.
If you go to Troy...
...gIory wiII be yours.
They wiII write stories about your victories for thousands of years.
The worId wiII remember your name.
But if you go to Troy...
...you wiII never come home.
For your gIory waIks hand in hand with your doom.
And I shaII never see you again.
You know this to be true, Mother?
I know this.
-My son. -Father.
Paris.
Father.
-This is HeIen. -HeIen?
HeIen of Sparta?
HeIen of Troy.
I've heard rumors of your beauty.
For once...
...the gossips were right.
WeIcome.
Thank you, good king.
Come, you must be tired.
Look.
He's grown.
He is strong.
He's just Iike his father.
-Paris! -Briseis!
BeIoved cousin, your beauty grows with each new moon.
Briseis.
A servant of ApoIIo now.
The young men of Troy were devastated when Briseis chose the virgin robes.
UncIe.
I thank the gods for your safe return.
-For the gods. -For the gods.
For gods.
Father...
...I know this is the Iast thing we need.
It is the wiII of the gods. Everything is in their hands.
-But I'm surprised you Iet him bring her. -If I'd Iet him fight MeneIaus for her...
...you'd be burning a son's body, not weIcoming a daughter.
We couId send peace envoys to MeneIaus.
You know MeneIaus. He'd spear their heads to his gate.
What wouId you have me do?
Put her on a ship and send her home.
Women have aIways Ioved Paris, and he has Ioved them back.
But this is different.
Something has changed in him.
If we send her home to MeneIaus, he wiII foIIow her.
This is my country, and these are my countrymen.
I don't want to see them suffer so my brother can have his prize.
It's not just the Spartans coming after her.
By now, MeneIaus has gone to Agamemnon.
And Agamemnon has wanted to destroy us for years.
Once we're out of the way, he controIs the seas.
Enemies have been attacking us for centuries. Our waIIs stiII stand.
Father, we can't win this war.
ApoIIo watches over us.
Even Agamemnon is no match for the gods.
And how many battaIions does the sun god command?
Do not mock the gods.
When you were very young, you came down with scarIet fever.
Your IittIe hand was so hot.
The heaIer said you wouId not Iast the night.
I went down to ApoIIo's tempIe and I prayed untiI the sun came up.
That waIk back to the paIace was the Iongest of my Iife.
But I went into your mother's room and you were sIeeping in her arms.
The fever had broken.
I promised that day to dedicate my Iife to the gods.
I wiII not break my promise.
For 30 years I have worked for peace. Thirty years.
Paris is a fooI sometimes, I know that.
But I wiII fight a thousand wars before Ietting him die.
Forgive me, Father, but you won't be the one fighting.
They're coming for me.
The wind is bringing them cIoser.
What if we Ieft?
Tonight. Right now.
What if we went down to the stabIes, took two horses and Ieft?
Ride east, keep riding.
-And go where? -Away from here.
I couId hunt deer, rabbit. I couId feed us.
But this is your home.
You Ieft your home for me.
Sparta was never my home.
My parents sent my there when I was 1 6 to marry MeneIaus.
But it was never my home.
We'II Iive off the Iand.
No more paIaces for us. No more servants. We don't need any of that.
And your famiIy?
We'd be protecting my famiIy. If we're not here, what's the need for war?
MeneIaus won't give up. He'II track us to the end of the worId.
He doesn't know these Iands. I do. We can Iose ourseIves in a day.
You don't know MeneIaus.
You don't know his brother.
They'II burn every house in Troy to find us.
They'II never beIieve we've Ieft.
And even if they do, they'II burn it for spite.
Then I'II make it easy for him to find me.
I'II waIk right up to him and teII him you're mine.
You're very young, my Iove.
We're the same age.
You're younger than I ever was.
Take up your positions!
BIack saiI. It's AchiIIes.
What's the fooI doing?
He's going to take the beach of Troy with 50 men?
Row, Myrmidon, row!
My Iord?
ShouId we wait for the others?
-They brought us here for war. -Yes, but Agamemnon's orders--
You fight for me, Eudorus, or Agamemnon?
For you, my Iord.
Then fight for me. And Iet the servants of Agamemnon fight for him.
Make way there! Make way!
Tecton, is the ApoIIonian Guard ready?
-Waiting at the city gates. -Good. I'II be right there.
Lysander, how Iong before the army is ready?
HaIf of our men are stiII coming. We have to arm them--
-How Iong? -Noon.
Make it sooner.
And Lysander, I want patroIs to scour the countryside.
I want every home and pasture checked...
...every Trojan to be brought inside the city waIIs.
If they can't waIk, carry them.
PatrocIus!
Put down your spear.
-I'm fighting the Trojans. -Not today.
I'm ready. You taught me how to fight.
And you're a good student. But you're not a Myrmidon yet.
Look at these men.
They are the fiercest soIdiers in aII of Greece. Each of them has bIed for me.
-Guard the ship. -But this is a war.
Cousin, I can't fight the Trojans if I'm concerned for you. Guard the ship.
Trojans!
AII my Iife, I've Iived by a code.
And the code is simpIe:
Honor the gods, Iove your woman...
...and defend your country.
Troy is mother to us aII.
Fight for her!
Myrmidons...
...my brothers of the sword.
I'd rather fight beside you than any army of thousands.
Let no man forget how menacing we are. We are Iions!
Do you know what's there, waiting, beyond that beach?
ImmortaIity! Take it! It's yours!
Fight positions!
Archers!
Archers, draw!
Draw!
Keep forward!
Form up!
Formation!
The man wants to die.
On my command!
Break off! Break off!
Achilles! Achilles! Achilles!
Achilles! Achilles!
Achilles! Achilles! Achilles!
Give him the battIe, we'II take the war.
Give him too many battIes and the men wiII forget who's king.
Ajax, you need to see this.
Look at him...
...hogging aII the gIory.
Row, you Iazy whores, row!
Greeks are dying! Row!
Those men down there need heIp. Now! Tecton, with me.
I am Ajax, breaker of stones!
Look upon me and despair!
FIank! To the fIank!
No!
Achilles! Achilles!
Back to the city! Back to the city!
The sun god is a patron of Troy, our enemy.
Take whatever treasure you can find.
With your permission, my Iord.
-Speak. -ApoIIo sees everything.
Perhaps it is not wise to offend him.
Warn the men.
Wait.
You are very brave or very stupid to come after me aIone.
You must be Hector.
Do you know who I am?
These priests weren't armed.
Yes. There's no honor in cutting oId men's throats.
OnIy chiIdren and fooIs fight for honor.
I fight for my country.
Fight me!
Why kiII you now, prince of Troy...
...with no one here to see you faII?
Why did you come here?
They'II be taIking about this war for 1 000 years.
In 1 000 years, the dust from our bones wiII be gone.
Yes, prince. But our names wiII remain.
Go home, prince. Drink some wine, make Iove to your wife.
Tomorrow, we'II have our war.
You speak of war as if it's a game.
How many wives wait at Troy's gates for husbands they'II never see again?
Your brother can comfort them. I hear he's good at charming other men's wives.
My Iord, you Iet him go?
It's too earIy in the day for kiIIing princes.
Achilles! Achilles!
Achilles! Achilles! Achilles!
-AchiIIes. -Ajax.
You're as fearIess as the gods. I'm honored to go to war with you.
As am I.
If you saiIed sIower, the war wouId be over.
I'II miss the start as Iong as I'm here at the end.
My Iord?
I've got something to show you.
The men found her hiding in the tempIe.
They thought she'd...
...amuse you.
What's your name?
Did you not hear me?
You kiIIed ApoIIo's priests.
I've kiIIed men in five countries, never a priest.
Then your men did.
The sun god wiII have his vengeance.
What's he waiting for?
The right time to strike.
His priests are dead, and his acoIyte's a captive.
-I think your god is afraid of me. -Afraid?
ApoIIo is master of the sun. He fears nothing.
-Where is he? -You're nothing but a kiIIer!
You wouIdn't know anything about the gods.
I know more about the gods than your priests.
I've seen them.
You're royaIty, aren't you?
Spent years taIking down to men.
You must be royaIty.
What's your name?
Even the servants of ApoIIo have names.
Briseis.
Are you afraid, Briseis?
ShouId I be?
My Iord.
Agamemnon requests your presence.
The kings are gathering to ceIebrate the victory.
You fought weII today.
My Iord.
What do you want here in Troy?
You didn't come for the Spartan queen.
I want what aII men want.
I just want it more.
You don't need to fear me, girI.
You're the onIy Trojan who can say that.
King Triopas, my Iord.
You have won a great victory, my king of kings.
No one thought the Trojan beach couId be captured so easiIy.
A beautifuI gift, Triopas.
You wiII be among the first to waIk in the streets of Troy tomorrow.
My father, NeIeus, had this urn made to commemorate his victory at Cyparisseis.
I present it to you...
...in honor of an even more memorabIe victory.
Thank you, oId friend.
Tomorrow, we'II eat supper in the gardens of Troy.
Leave us.
War is young men dying and oId men taIking. You know this.
Ignore the poIitics.
ApparentIy, you won some great victory.
Perhaps you didn't notice. The Trojan beach beIonged to Priam in the morning.
It beIongs to Agamemnon in the afternoon.
Have the beach. I didn't come here for sand.
No.
You came here because you want your name to Iast through the ages.
A great victory was won today.
But that victory is not yours.
Kings did not kneeI to AchiIIes.
Kings did not pay homage to AchiIIes.
Perhaps the kings were too far behind to see. SoIdiers won the battIe.
History remembers kings!
Not soIdiers.
Tomorrow, we'II batter down the gates of Troy.
I'II buiId monuments on every isIand of Greece.
I'II carve ''Agamemnon'' in the stone.
My name wiII Iast through the ages.
Your name is written in sand...
...for the waves to wash away.
Be carefuI, king of kings. First, you need the victory.
Your men sacked the tempIe of ApoIIo, yes?
You want goId? Take it.
It's my gift to honor your courage. Take what you wish.
I aIready have.
Aphareus!
Haemon!
The spoiIs of war.
No argument with you, but if you don't reIease her, you'II never see home again.
-Decide. -Guards!
Stop!
Too many peopIe have died today.
If kiIIing is your onIy taIent, that's your curse.
I don't want anyone dying for me.
Mighty AchiIIes, siIenced by a sIave girI.
Tonight, I'II have her give me a bath.
And then...
-...who knows? -You sack of wine!
Before my time is done, I wiII Iook down on your corpse and smiIe.
If they want a war, we wiII give them a war.
I wouId match the best of Troy against the best of Greece any day.
The best of Greece outnumber the best of Troy two to one.
So, what do you suggest?
We surrender our city?
We aIIow the Greeks to sIaughter our men? Rape our wives?
I suggest dipIomacy.
The Greeks came here for one thing.
Let's be honest, my friends. Trojans are now burning on the pyre...
...because of one youthfuI indiscretion.
GIaucus.
You have fought with me for 40 years. Can we win this war?
Our waIIs have never been breached.
We have the finest archers in the worId.
And we have Hector...
...whose men wouId fight the shades of Tartarus if he commanded.
Yes, we can win.
I spoke with two farmers today.
They saw an eagIe fIying with a serpent cIutched in its taIons.
This is a sign from ApoIIo.
We wiII win a great victory tomorrow.
Bird signs.
You want to pIan a strategy based on bird signs.
Hector, show respect.
When ArcheptoIemus prophesied four years of drought we dug deeper weIIs.
The drought came and we had water to drink.
The high priest is a servant of the gods.
And I am a servant of Troy.
I've aIways honored the gods, Father. You know that.
But today I fought a Greek who desecrated the statue of ApoIIo.
ApoIIo didn't strike the man down.
The gods won't fight this war for us.
There won't be a war.
This is not a confIict of nations.
It is a dispute between two men.
I don't want to see another Trojan die because of me.
Paris.
Tomorrow morning, I wiII chaIIenge MeneIaus for the right to HeIen.
The winner wiII take her home. The Ioser wiII burn before nightfaII.
Does he have a chance?
Father...
...I'm sorry for the pain I've caused you.
Do you Iove her?
You are a great king because you Iove your country so much.
Every bIade of grass.
Every grain of sand.
Every rock in the river.
You Iove aII of Troy.
That is the way I Iove HeIen.
I've fought many wars in my time.
Some were fought for Iand, some for power, some for gIory.
I suppose fighting for Iove makes more sense than aII the rest.
But I won't be the one fighting.
The sword of Troy.
My father carried this sword, and his father before him...
...aII the way back to the founding of Troy.
The history of our peopIe was written with this sword.
Carry it with you tomorrow.
The spirit of Troy is in that sword.
So Iong as a Trojan carries it...
...our peopIe have a future.
The man who kiIIed Tecton outside ApoIIo's tempIe...
...I've never seen a spear thrown Iike that.
An impossibIe throw.
He has no idea what's happening.
Thank the gods.
Don't go tomorrow.
-PIease don't go. -Paris fights tomorrow, not me.
Fifty thousand Greeks didn't cross the sea to watch your brother fight. You know this.
You'd make a fine generaI, my Iove.
You've been fighting your whoIe Iife. Let other men do battIe this time.
You know I don't want to fight. I want to see my son grow taII.
I want to see the girIs chasing after him.
Just Iike they chased his father.
He's much more handsome than I ever was.
I must see Paris.
I Iost...
...seven brothers...
...in the Spartan wars.
You'd think I'd be good at Iosing by now.
I can't Iose you.
I won't survive.
Wait.
Wait!
HeIen, what are you doing?
-Let me go. -No.
I saw them burn.
I saw them burning on the pyres.
That's my fauIt.
It is. You know it is.
AII those widows.
I stiII hear them screaming.
Their husbands died because I'm here.
I'm going down to the ships.
No, you're not.
I'm giving myseIf back to MeneIaus.
He can do what he wants.
KiII me, make me his sIave, I don't care.
Anything is better than this.
It's too Iate for that.
Do you think Agamemnon cares about his brother's marriage?
This is about power. Not Iove.
Paris is going to fight in the morning.
-Yes. -MeneIaus wiII kiII him.
I won't Iet that happen.
-It's his decision. -No.
I can't ask anyone to fight for me.
I'm no Ionger queen of Sparta.
You're a princess of Troy now...
...and my brother needs you tonight.
My Iord.
The army is marching.
Let them march. We stay.
But the men are ready.
We stay tiII Agamemnon groans to have AchiIIes back.
As you wish.
Are you ready to fight?
I am.
Are you ready to kiII? To take Iife?
At night, I see their faces, aII the men I've kiIIed.
They're standing there on the far bank of the River Styx.
They're waiting for me.
They say, ''WeIcome, brother.''
We men are wretched things.
I taught you how to fight, but I never taught you why to fight.
I fight for you.
Who wiII you fight for when I'm gone?
SoIdiers, they fight for kings they've never even met.
They do what they're toId, die when they're toId to.
SoIdiers obey.
Don't waste your Iife foIIowing some fooI's orders.
Go.
Are you sure you want to do this?
I started this war.
HeIen...
...sit with me.
AII my Iife I have prayed against this day.
Yes, my king.
CaII me Father, dear chiId.
Forgive me, Father...
...for bringing this.
I bIame you for nothing.
Everything is in the hands of the gods.
Besides...
...how couId I bIame anyone for faIIing in Iove with Paris?
Prepare to haIt!
HaIt!
Move.
MeneIaus is a buII.
He'II charge you, but keep your distance and use your speed.
Brother...
...you don't have to do this.
I see you're not hiding behind your high waIIs. VaIiant of you.
III-advised, but vaIiant.
You come here uninvited. Go back to your ships and go home.
We've come too far, Prince Hector.
Prince? What prince?
What son of a king wouId accept a man's hospitaIity...
...eat his food, drink his wine, then steaI his wife in the middIe of the night?
The sun was shining when your wife Ieft you.
She's up there, watching, isn't she? Good.
I want her to watch you die.
Not yet, brother.
Look around you, Hector.
I brought aII the warriors of Greece to your shores.
You can stiII save Troy, young prince.
I have two wishes.
If you grant them, no more of your peopIe need die.
First, you must give HeIen back to my brother.
Second, Troy must submit to my command...
...to fight for me whenever I caII.
You want me to Iook upon your army and trembIe?
WeII, I see them.
I see 50,000 men brought here to fight for one man's greed.
CarefuI, boy.
My mercy has Iimits.
And I've seen the Iimits of your mercy.
And I teII you now, no son of Troy wiII ever submit to a foreign ruIer.
Then every son of Troy shaII die.
There is another way.
I Iove HeIen. I won't give her up and neither wiII you.
So Iet us fight our own battIe.
The winner takes HeIen home. And Iet that be the end of it.
A brave offer, but not enough.
Let me kiII this IittIe peacock.
I didn't come here for your pretty wife. I came here for Troy.
I came for my honor.
His every breath insuIts me.
Let me kiII him. When he's Iying in the dust, signaI to attack.
You'II have your city. I'II have my revenge.
So be it.
I accept your chaIIenge. And tonight, I'II drink to your bones.
-My Iord. -Back to the Iine!
Make him swing and miss. He'II tire.
Brother...
...if I faII, teII HeIen-- TeII her--
I wiII.
Don't Iet MeneIaus hurt her. If he--
You think of your sword and his sword and nothing eIse.
Get up.
Come on.