What have you done, Grendel?
Mother?
...but no men.
Men please you.
Here.
Men...
...made noise.
Men bellowed in happiness.
Men hurt me...
...hurt my head...
...hurt my ears.
Was Hrothgar there?
I did not harm him at all.
I did not harm him at all, no.
Mother.
I am not the demon here!
What are you?
Grendel, my son.
Mother.
He harmed me, Mother.
He murdered me, Mother.
He ripped off my arm.
Who was this man?
He was so strong.
So strong.
Who was this man?
His....
His name was...
...Beowulf.
Beat the shore
In crimson tides