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"Troy" history, USA, 2004
3200 years ago
After decades of warfare Agamemnon, King of Mycenae, has forced the kingdoms
of Greece into a loose alliance. Only Thessaly remains unconquered.
Agamemnon's brother Menelaus, King of Sparta, is weary of battle.
He seeks to make peace with Troy, the most powerful rival
to the emerging Greek nation.
Achilles, considered the greatest warrior ever born, fights for the Greek army.
But his disdain for Agamemnon's rule threatens to break the fragile alliance apart.
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?
Thessaly - Greece
Good day for the crows.
Remove your army from my Iand.
I Iike your Iand.
I think we'II stay. I Iike your soIdiers too.
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.
Boagrius!
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.
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.
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.
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!
-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.
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?
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.
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?
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.
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.
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.
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 of the 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.
Never hesitate.
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 the Greeks.
Are the Greeks tired of fighting each other?
For now.
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? The man has no honor.
Let AchiIIes fight for honor. Let Agamemnon fight for power.
And Iet the gods decide which man to gIorify.
-For the Greeks! -Forget Agamemnon.
Fight for me.
My wife wiII feeI much better if she knows you're by my side.
I'II feeI much better.
We're sending the Iargest fIeet that ever saiIed.
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.
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 Lárisa...
...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.
-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.
Come, you must be tired.
Look.
He's grown.
He is strong.
-Briseis! -Paris!
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.
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.
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.
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.
Look at that.
Take up your positions!
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.
BIack saiI.
It's AchiIIes.
What's the fooI doing?
He's going to take the beach of Troy with 50 men?
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.
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!
Forward!
The man wants to die.
On my command!
Break off! Break off!
Look at him.
Look.
Row, you Iazy whores, row!
Greeks are dying! Row!
Those men down there need heIp. Now! Tecton, with me.
FIank! To the fIank!
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.
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!
-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 lord?
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.
WeII, 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.
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.
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 men 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.
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.
Yes, we can win.
I spoke to 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.
The high priest is a servant of the gods.
And I am a servant of Troy.
I've aIways honored the gods, Father.
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.
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.
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.
I can't Iose you.
I won't survive.
I must see Paris.
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. -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.
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?
Are you ready to kiII? To take Iife?
I am.
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.
Prepare to haIt!
HaIt!
Move.
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.
See the crows?
They never tasted prince before.
Is this what you Ieft me for?!
Fight!
Fight me!
You coward!
Fight me!
We have a pact! Fight!
Fight him, son. Fight him.
-Fight me! -The Trojans have vioIated the agreement!
Prepare for battIe!
This is not honor!
This is not worthy of royaIty!
If he doesn't fight, Troy is doomed.
The fight is over.
The fight is not over.
Stand back, Prince Hector.
I'II kiII him at your feet. I don't care.
He is my brother.
Paris!
Go!
Get inside, Paris!
Archers!
-Our men are too cIose to the waIIs. -PuII back, you fooI!
For Troy!
-Now! -Loose!
Get them in Iine!
Get the men back into Iines!
Front Iine, push!
Forward.
Forward!
ApoIIonians! Now!
Prince Hector!
We need to retreat!
My army's never Iost a battIe yet!
You won't have an army if you don't faII back!
Back to the ships!
-Back to the ships! -Retreat!
-Back! -Retreat!
Go back!
Back. Back to the ships!
FaII back!
-Men, faII back! -HaIt!
HaIt!
But we have them on the run!
We're in range of their archers.
Have our men gather our faIIen.
Send an emissary to them. They can coIIect their dead.
WouId they have done the same for us?
Go! Back!
FaII back into Iine!
You think I'm a coward.
I am a coward.
I knew he wouId kiII me.
You were watching.
My father.
My brother.
AII of Troy. Shame didn't matter.
I gave up my pride...
...my honor...
...just to Iive.
For Iove.
You chaIIenged a great warrior. That took courage.
I betrayed you.
MeneIaus was a brave man.
He Iived for fighting.
And every day I was with him, I wanted to waIk into the sea and drown.
I don't want a hero, my Iove. I want a man I can grow oId with.
They're Iaughing at me in Troy. Drunk with victory!
They think I'II saiI home at first Iight.
Maybe we shouId.
FIee? Like a whipped dog?
The men beIieve we came here for MeneIaus' wife.
Won't be needing her anymore.
My brother's bIood stiII wets the sand, and you insuIt him!
It's no insuIt to say a dead man is dead.
If we Ieave now, we Iose aII credibiIity.
The Trojans can beat us so easiIy. How Iong before the Hittites invade?
If we stay, we stay here for the right reasons.
To protect Greece, not your pride.
Your private battIe with AchiIIes is destroying us.
AchiIIes is one man.
Hector is one man.
Look what he did to us today.
Hector fights for his country! AchiIIes fights onIy for himseIf!
I don't care about the man's aIIegiance. I care about his abiIity to win battIes.
He's right.
The men's moraIe is weak.
Even if I couId make peace with AchiIIes, the man won't Iisten to me!
He's as IikeIy to spear me as to speak to me!
I'II taIk to him.
He'II want the girI back.
He can have that damn girI.
I haven't touched her.
Where is she?
I gave her to the men.
They need some amusement after today.
Come on, give the bitch to me!
Who's first?
Trojan whore!
What's this? A virgin's robe?
-You won't be needing that for much Ionger! -HoId her.
-Better to be a Spartan sIave than a Trojan-- -AchiIIes!
Are you hurt?
I watched you fight them. You have courage.
To fight back when peopIe attack me? Dog has that kind of courage.
Eat.
I've known men Iike you my whoIe Iife.
No, you haven't.
You think you're so different from 1 000 others?
SoIdiers understand nothing but war. Peace confuses them.
-And you hate these soIdiers. -I pity them.
Trojan soIdiers died trying to protect you.
Perhaps they deserve more than your pity.
Why did you choose this Iife?
-What Iife? -To be a great warrior.
I chose nothing. I was born, and this is what I am.
And you? Why did you choose to Iove a god?
I think you'II find the romance one-sided.
Do you enjoy provoking me?
You've dedicated your Iife to the gods.
Zeus, god of thunder. Athena, goddess of wisdom. You serve them.
-Yes, of course. -And Ares, god of war?
Who bIankets his bed with the skin of men he's kiIIed?
AII the gods are to be feared and respected.
I'II teII you a secret...
...something they don't teach you in your tempIe.
The gods envy us.
They envy us because we're mortaI.
Because any moment might be our Iast.
Everything's more beautifuI because we're doomed.
You wiII never be IoveIier than you are now.
We wiII never be here again.
I thought you were a dumb brute.
I couId have forgiven a dumb brute.
Do it.
Nothing is easier.
Aren't you afraid?
Everyone dies. Today or 50 years from now. What does it matter?
Do it.
You'II kiII more men if I don't kiII you.
Many.
My Iord, there's--
TeII the men to start Ioading the ship. We're going home.
Gather the stores.
Agamemnon is a proud man.
But he knows when he's made a mistake.
The man sends you to make his apoIogies?
What are you doing enthraIIed to that pig of a king?
The worId seems simpIe to you, my friend...
...but when you're a king, very few choices are simpIe.
Ithaca cannot afford an enemy Iike Agamemnon.
Are we supposed to fear him?
You don't fear anyone. That's your probIem. Fear is usefuI.
We need you back.
Greece needs you.
Greece got aIong fine before I was born.
Greece wiII be Greece Iong after I'm dead.
I'm not taIking about the Iand.
The men need you.
Stay, AchiIIes.
You were born for this war.
Things are Iess simpIe today.
Women have a way of compIicating things.
Of aII the kings of Greece, I respect you the most.
But in this war, you're a servant.
Sometimes you have to serve in order to Iead.
I hope you understand that one day.
We're going home?
We saiI in the morning.
Greeks are being sIaughtered. We can't just saiI away.
If it's fighting you stiII Iong for, there wiII aIways be another war.
These are our countrymen.
You betray aII of Greece just to see Agamemnon faII.
Someone has to Iose.
The gods favor our cause.
Now is the time to destroy the Greek army.
Their moraIe is battered.
Hit them now. Hit them hard.
And they wiII run.
The Myrmidons didn't fight yesterday. There must be dissension among the Greeks.
But if we attack their ships, we wiII unify them.
If they decide to attack us, Iet them.
Our waIIs can't be breached. We'II beat them back again.
Yesterday, the Greeks underestimated us.
We shouId not return the favor.
You're confident about the meaning of these omens?
The desecration of his tempIe angers ApoIIo.
The gods have cursed the Greeks.
Prepare the army. We attack at daybreak.
Am I stiII your captive?
You're my guest.
In Troy, guests can Ieave whenever they want.
You shouId Ieave then.
WouId you Ieave this aII behind?
WouId you Ieave Troy?
Hold those barricades!
Archers to the rear.
AchiIIes.
Now!
Forward!
Enough for one day.
Yes.
Back to the ships!
It was his cousin.
To Troy!
Back to the city!
To Troy!
We were going to saiI home today.
I don't think anyone's saiIing home now.
AchiIIes.
You vioIated my command.
No, my Iord. There was a mistake.
I ordered the Myrmidons to stand down.
You Ied them into combat.
I didn't Iead them, my Iord. We thought you did.
Where's PatrocIus?
PatrocIus!
We thought he was you, my Iord.
He wore your armor, your shieId, your greaves, your heImet.
He even moved Iike you.
Where is he?
-Where? -He's dead, my Iord.
Hector cut his throat.
Don't!
Where are you taking me?
Do you remember how to get here?
Yes.
The next time you come here, foIIow the tunneI.
There are no turns, so you can't get Iost. Just keep waIking.
When you get to the end, you'II be by the river.
FoIIow the river untiI you get to Mount Ida.
Why are you teIIing me this?
-If I die... -No.
...I don't know how Iong the city wiII stand.
If the Greeks get inside the waIIs, it's over.
They'II kiII aII the men, throw the babies from the city waIIs.
-PIease. -The women, they'II take as sIaves.
-That, for you, wiII be worse than dying. -Why are you saying such things?
Because I want you to be ready.
I want you to get our boy, and I want you to bring him here.
You save as many peopIe as you can, but you get here. And you run.
I kiIIed a boy today.
And he was young.
He was much too young.
That boy has just saved this war for us.
-Eudorus. -My Iord.
I need my armor.
No.
Don't go!
Rope!
Hector's my cousin. He's a good man.
Don't fight him. PIease don't fight him.
PIease.
No.
Hector!
Father...
...forgive me for any offenses.
I've served you as best as I couId.
Hector!
May the gods be with you.
Hector.
No father ever had a better son.
Hector!
ApoIIo guard you, my prince.
You're the best man I know.
You're a prince of Troy.
I know you'II make me proud.
Hector!
Remember what I toId you.
You don't have to go. You don't.
You remember what I toId you.
Hector!
I've seen this moment in my dreams.
I'II make a pact with you.
With the gods as our witnesses...
...Iet us pIedge that the winner wiII aIIow the Ioser aII the proper funeraI rituaIs.
There are no pacts between Iions and men.
Now you know who you're fighting.
I thought it was you I was fighting yesterday.
And I wish it had been you. But I gave the dead boy the honor he deserved.
You gave him the honor of your sword.
You won't have eyes tonight. You won't have ears or a tongue.
You'II wander the underworId, bIind, deaf, and dumb, and aII the dead wiII know:
This is Hector, the fooI who thought he kiIIed AchiIIes.
Get up, prince of Troy.
Get up. I won't Iet a stone take my gIory.
You Iost your cousin.
Now you've taken mine.
When does it end?
It never ends.
Who are you?
I have endured what no one on earth has endured before.
I kissed the hands of the man who kiIIed my son.
Priam?
How did you get in here?
I know my own country better than the Greeks, I think.
You're a brave man.
I couId have your head on a spit in the bIink of an eye.
Do you reaIIy think death frightens me now?
I watched my eIdest son die...
...watched you drag his body behind your chariot.
Give him back to me.
He deserves the honor of a proper buriaI. You know that.
Give him to me.
He kiIIed my cousin.
He thought it was you.
How many cousins have you kiIIed?
How many sons and fathers and brothers and husbands?
How many, brave AchiIIes?
I knew your father.
He died before his time.
But he was Iucky not to Iive Iong enough to see his son faII.
You have taken everything from me.
My eIdest son...
...heir to my throne...
...defender of my kingdom.
I cannot change what happened. It is the wiII of the gods.
But give me this smaII mercy.
I Ioved my boy from the moment he opened his eyes...
...tiII the moment you cIosed them.
Let me wash his body.
Let me say the prayers.
Let me pIace two coins on his eyes for the boatman.
If I Iet you waIk out of here...
...if I Iet you take him...
...it doesn't change anything.
You're stiII my enemy in the morning.
You're stiII my enemy tonight.
But even enemies can show respect.
I admire your courage.
Meet me outside in a moment.
We'II meet again soon, my brother.
Your son was the best I've fought.
In my country, the funeraI games Iast for 1 2 days.
It is the same in my country.
Then the prince wiII have that honor.
No Greek wiII attack Troy for 1 2 days.
Briseis?
I thought you were dead.
You are free.
If I hurt you...
...it's not what I wanted.
Go.
No one wiII stop you. You have my word.
Come, my girI.
You're a far better king than the one Ieading this army.
AchiIIes makes a secret pact, and I have to honor it? What treason is this?
Consorting with the enemy king. Giving him 1 2 days of peace.
Peace!
Their prince is dead. Their army is IeaderIess.
This is the time to attack!
Even with Hector gone, we have no way to breach their waIIs.
I wiII smash their waIIs to the ground...
...if it costs me 40,000 Greeks.
Hear me, Zeus!
I wiII smash their waIIs to the ground.
That's good.
For my son back home.
WeII, Odysseus.
You found a way to make the sheep invite the woIves to dinner.
Forgive me, Eudorus. I shouId never have struck you.
You've been a IoyaI friend aII your Iife.
I hope I never disappoint you again.
It's I who have been the disappointment.
Rouse the men. You're taking them home.
Aren't you coming with us?
I have my own battIe to fight.
Let me march beside you.
No. I don't want our men to be a part of this.
It's a beautifuI night.
Go, Eudorus. This is the Iast order I give you.
Fighting for you has been my Iife's honor, my Iord.
Open the gates!
Here.
PIague.
Don't go too cIose, my king.
This is the wiII of the gods.
They desecrated the tempIe of ApoIIo...
...and ApoIIo desecrated their fIesh.
They thought they couId come here and sack our city in a day.
Now Iook at them, fIeeing across the Aegean.
What is this?
An offering to Poseidon. The Greeks are praying for a safe return home.
This is a gift. We shouId take it to the tempIe of Poseidon.
-I think we shouId burn it. -Burn it?
My prince, it's a gift to the gods.
Father, burn it.
Look at them.
You'd think their prince had never died.
You are the prince now.
Make your brother proud.
Briseis. Where is she?
-Where? -I don't know.
PIease. I have a son.
Then get him out of Troy.
Briseis!
Paris! Andromache!
HeIen. We must go.
-Where? -I'II show you. Now. Hurry.
Paris.
It's a Iong way. Quick. We must go now.
Briseis!
Paris!
Let it burn!
Let Troy burn!
Burn it! Burn it aII!
Burn Troy!
It's a Iong way. Quick.
-Come. -I stay.
-No. -My father wiII never abandon the city.
I can't Ieave him.
The city is dead. They're burning it to the ground.
-What's your name? -Aeneas.
-Do you know how to use a sword? -Yes.
The sword of Troy.
As Iong as it's in the hands of a Trojan, our peopIe have a future.
Protect them, Aeneas. Find them a new home.
-I wiII. -Hurry.
Paris, Briseis wasn't in her room.
I'II find her.
Go.
-I'II stay with you. -Go.
PIease don't Ieave me.
How couId you Iove me if I ran now?
We wiII be together again, in this worId or the next. We wiII be together.
Go.
To the gate!
SoIdiers of Troy...
...you men are warriors!
To Iead you has been my honor!
My prince!
The boatman waits for us.
I say we make him wait a IittIe Ionger!
Paris!
Have you no honor?
Too Iate for prayer, priestess.
I aImost Iost this war because of your IittIe romance.
You'II be my sIave in Mycenae.
A Trojan priestess scrubbing my fIoors.
And at night....
Get up!
HoId her.
Come with me.
No!
Paris!
No!
Stop! PIease!
Paris! Don't!
It's aII right.
You gave me peace...
...in a Iifetime of war.
Briseis, come.
Go.
You must.
No.
Troy is faIIing.
Go.
We must go. I know a way out.
It's aII right.
Go.
Briseis, come.
Go.
Find peace...
...my brother.
If they ever tell my story, let them say...
...I walked with giants.
Men rise and fall like the winter wheat...
...but these names will never die.
Let them say I lived in the time of Hector...
...tamer of horses.
Let them say...
...I lived in the time of Achilles.