Let's go, from left to right, starting from you Leod.
[Narrator: Leod, to him the deeds of the pretenders..]
[..were abominate, even if he was with them. Leod loved Penelope..]
[..and he hoped all the time, that Penelope, if Odysseus..]
[..doesn't return, shall go with him and born him sons.]
Veil!
[But now, testing the bow, he realises that his arms are weak..]
[..soft and tender.]
[From that moment, he should go for another Achean woman.]
[He undersood that Penelope isn't his anymore, and he didn't know that..]
[..Odysseus will soon cut off his head.]
Many young this bow will break heart.
It's better to die, when you miss a purpose in life, it's better to die!
Don't say that everyone else will fail because you fail.
Obviously, your mother didn't raise you for archer.
But the other pretender will string it.
Now you.
If you help me now to commit justice, you'll live by my side as my own sons.
Tell the servants to remain in their quarters, and then Eumeus and you..
..lock the entrance into the court room so no one escapes. Quick!
[Narrator: They were full of hope, but they failed to string the bow.]
[They couldn't. The goddess Athena made him solid.]
*Femius:* Eurimachus turn has come. With many sighs in his heart he tries.
..He didn't realize that the bow was spelled.
You lost all hope in the wedding gift Eurimachus.
I lost, but we'll see what you'll do.
Friends! Tomorrow is a holiday in the glory of Apollo, archer! Lets postpone the competition!
He'll give us the needed strength.
*Od.21.258*: TODAY is Apollo's day... so who can string a bow on that day?*
You've all tried, noble lords, now let me try.
God will tomorrow give victory to whome he wants, but in the mean time..
..allow me to test what remains from my previous strength.
What has fallen on your mind? Are you getting mad, or what?
You are mad. You'll never succeed but even you do, be aware..!
..don't expect to leave Ithaca alive. - Why those threats Antinoüs?
What are you afraid of? That the stranger will win and take me away?
- That's impossible Penelope! - So why shouldn't he try?
Why? You ask why! Just think what people will say if..
..the beggar wins this competition:
..the beggar succeeded what the lord has failed!
Eumeus, give the bow to our guest!
The lords may continue tomorrow. Till tomorrow, I still order in this house.
*Femius:* On the flame he warms it, one side than another..
..he touches it, looked if worms have attack the horns.
Truly, he is an expert or maker of bows in his country.
I tell you, young princes, who despise him:
If I just have such luck..
..I would win in competition!
*the string was made from ox guts. It was stinged on the bow only prior to use..*
*..because otherwise it would overstretch. By Homer, the pretenders have a task that..*
*..first put a string, and than shoot the arrow.*
*Femius:* Like when we, the bards. strenghten the string on the lyra..
..so this man, easily strung the giant bow..
..and it gave a sound of a small swallow.
Madness!
You dogs! You who never believed I'll ever return from Troy!
You who want to steal my wife and my kingdom, to kill my son..
..without any fear of wrath from the gods or the mock of men!
Now, you all come to an end, and I'll kill you all as dogs!
Telemachus, don't expect to save anyone of them!
No one of you shall come out alive!
*Femius:* The moment of vengeance and horror had arrived.
Like a scared herd, they try..
..to find an escape from death. But the fence is closed..
..and I'm trembling from fear!
If you are really Odysseus who returned to Ithaca, than what you say..
..is true. But still, hear me. But the causer lies here killed..
..by your hand. Antinoüs personally prepared this wedding!
He wanted to rule Ithaca, after he killed Telemachus.
Antinoüs is now dead, and we shall repay you everything we wasted.
- and what would you repay me Eurimachus? - Twenty cattles each,..
..bronze, gold, all you say Odysseus. - Your life Eurimachus..
..your life is all what I want and the lives of all the others!
Get back, servants. You can't get out of here, Odysseus order!
Back servants! You betrayed this home with pretenders!
Shameless bitches, you want to escape the wrath of a king!
You want to save yourself!
Open the doors. Let us out! Open!
*Odysseus:* I'll exterminate you all!
Get out, get out all!
That's your last arrow Odysseus, stop!
Cry. There's no shelter, nor salvation to anyone..
..because Athena mercilessly sealed their hearts.
Like birds flying all around because they are scared by a cloud..
..and then they fell on the ground *from fatique*. and hawks suddenly..
..descended on them, and you see them terrified, expecting death.
Filetius, come quick!
C'mon dogs!
Zeus!
[Narrator: Like a bride weeping over a dying groom ..]
[..and loosing him with great sighs, till her heart melts down.]
[Odysseus stopped. The event is owerwhelming.]
Telemachus stop. It's enough.
[Now, ere is Mentor, the friend of his father.]
That's it Odysseus.Y ou don't need strength and courage any more..
..with whom you fought for Helen under the walls of Troy.
and that wasn't Mentor speaking sharply, but Athena..
..who took his appearance.
Now when you take back your home, what are you doing? Cry?
You got to do it Odysseus,you got to do it!
Yes, I must. Eumeus, Filoteus, get out. It was enough.
How many times heaven himself waned you..
..to obey loyalty and dignity of men.
You understood that too late, when payback time came.
Stubbornly proud, blind and deaf, you claim..
..that misfortunes are given by the gods, that they are careless..
..so that you must live in sin.
What we saw, warned us:
..who's holding justice, knows that sometimes pity..
..and her clean eyes can be eclipsed by blood.
Now it was done what the gods decided to fulfill.
Open it! Euriclea,open it! You can open it again!
[Narrator: Odysseus looked around if there is anyone alive,..]
[..but they all lay down washed in blood, like fishes..]
[..which fisherman draws ashore, away from the blue sea..]
[..and they wish for the sea, laying aligned on the sand..]
[..till the sun slowly quenched their lives.]
No. Not him. Spare him!
I saw your wrath Odysseus. My song will tell it forever.
You can kill me now, but later you'll be sorry.
Sing about what happened so that people can know what's good..
..and what's evil among men. Go, you are free.
Telemachus, what I told you, that happened. We got to kill..
..these young nobles. We didn't have a choice.
All these misfortunes have brothers and fathers whom..
..we'll face, but not now. We must get some time.
I'm too tired to face the anger of these families.
We got to do something. Telemachus, gather singers..
..let them believe in the city that there is still a party.
*screams*
Here are unfaithful servants. Let they tell you alone how they fled.
Stop! Euriclea says that only those were faithful..
..to the pretenders..but we'll give example to others!
On your knees. Odysseus, do you want them dead? -Not yet!
Let them first clean the room and carry away the corpses.
Filetius, clean the room with sulphur. *ceremonial cleaning*
Go to Penelope and tell her what happened. Wait!
Fire. First bring fire.
Penelope, your husband has returned. Odysseus has returned!
Don't you hear me Penelope? I told you that your husband has returned.
Am I changed? I got to prepare. Help me!
Don't be afraid. C'mon girls, your fidelity shall be rewarded.
Hear these sounds? I still see light in the court.
That's wedding song. Maybe the queen chose her husband.
She couldn't wait any longer for Odysseus' return.
Last night I recognized him, but he stopped my mouth.
If I speak, he would probably kill me.
Real man! Know to hide whats on his mind:
..wise and dangerous, he trusts no one.
*Chorus*: Like someone awakening from a nightmare..
..in a clear morning, and then he forgets everything.
Go!
You are saved! You are saved, my son!
Mother, why you don't throw him in your arms?
- To that stranger? - Why are you saying like that mother?
I don't know this man. My son, yesterday he was different man,..
..a beggar,and one moment I thought I recognized Odysseus.
But he told me: I'm Eton from Crete. I saw..
..in front of me a man I'm waiting for twenty years.
He lied to me, like he doesn't trust me,..
..like I've betrayed him. I, who is his wife. And for what?
I want to ask. I'll be quiet... with you.
Odysseus' wife must remain strong.
But how much effort is needed to swallow all those tears..
..of joy after so many years of wait! What do you want from me?
Proof that I didn't change?
You have it. But I want one proof for myself.
And proof is something which belongs only to me and him.
You'll prove me that you didn't change,..
..if you remember those few years of happiness we had together..
.. when you didn't doubted me..
..that I'm on your side. - Allow them to prepare me the bed.
Please, I'm very tired. My bed.
Prepare Odysseus' bed and bring him here.
That bed cannot be moved.
All knows that its built around an olive tree, but no one, not even you..
..Telemachus, don't know why, and what that means for us.
That olive tree was alvays dear to your mother.
She wished that I build a room around her..
..all the walls around, cut the brances, make the roof and the entrance..
..and that the whole house would be around that tree. We were still young.
You wasn't even born.
[Narrator: Like wishful land, which shipwrecks the sailor sees,..]
[..and whom Poseidon smashed the solid built ship at sea,..]
[..by the winds and huge waves,..]
[..thus wished was in him for his wife.]
[He couldn let his arms off her.]
Odysseus, don't let your job be unfinished.
One more person waited for you all these years. Your father.
Go to him. He retreats on an old estate with some servants..
..and he doesn't comes to the court anymore. Use the night..
..till the families come to ask for the dead.
Wait here for me.
*Mother:* Your father has grown old and without strength waiting for you.
He doesn't come to a city anymore, but dwells among the servants.
Now he lives as a savage, sleeps near the fire at winter..
..and on a heap of leafs in the summer.
Where the night falls, he lays and sighs for you.
C'mon!
How many memories. I was a kid when my father planted these.
How much time has passed!
Already. But if it was needed, I would cut them.
- My lord, there isn't anyone here. - I know where he is.
- Father! - My son! So its true. C'mon,get up. -No!
My son, you finally returned.
It hurts me father to see you like that.
I was a king, and only privileged I wished to retain ..
..is not to hurt my fingers with thorns.
But I also preserved one more privilege. Look!
It's still goog, and its only one I have.
It was usefull to me to clear our fields..
..from the rocks so that I can cultivate it.
I believe you'll use it for more important things.
I've been on the court, and I killed all pretenders. All.
There is power in Olympus, if you are searching for justice!
[Narrator: The servants prepared a bath for Laertes.]
[The water was brought from a distant, while Telemachus, Filetius and Eumeus..]
[..guarded the house under arms.]
-and so you must live here as a servant. -Yes,..
..I live with the servants as them. A pile of straw was my bed,..
..and bread and cheese was my food, which I made..
..with my own hands working from morning to dusk,..
..but still, I'm not a servant I lived as at the court.
Yes, I understand what you are trying to say. I abandoned everything.
There I left Penelope and your son..
..to fight alone against the violence of our enemies,..
..but for a long time, I wasn't king anyway.
I wasn't king since I gave my rule to you.
You were still a kid, but already strong and ready.
You were cunning like a fox, and you liked power. I didn't.
So I abandoned my throne.
Not long after that, you went for Troy.
We waited ten years for you.
People cared for and respected Penelope.
His loyalty guarded Telemachus also. Many years they were silent.
Your mother expected you, and as many others, I also..
..start to believe that I lost you forever. How to be strong to figh then?
My master, everthing is now fine when you see your son again..
..as you wished all these years.
Dolius was wery kind to me:
..he helped me that on this estate I find,..
..a small piece of happiness which the gods gave to me.
Father, you preserved a royal garment.
Dress it, since combat is still ahead of us.
Evil comes to Ithaca, no one knows from where.
Cursed Penelope, who deceived them giving false hope!
Otherwise, they wouldn't be in that house, our children!
He came to the most distant part of the island, where the swineherd lives,..
..revealed to the servant, and then to the son arriving in Pylos..
..who instantly go to the same place, as he knows.
Then they went to the court. Odysseus dressed in rags.
Like a beggar, holding on a stab. No one recognized him.
The children mock him like any other beggar,..
..someone kicked him, but his iron heart endured everything.
Finally, he decided when and how, and with his sons he hid the weapons.
Than Penelope, hypocrat, offered a wedding competition to the boys:
..to string Odysseus bow and shoot an arrow through holes.
The plot was Odysseus work. No one of the kids couldn string the bow,..
..only he did it, shooting through holes, then jump,..
..throwing arrows on the ground, looked around, and hit Antinoüs..
..in the chest. Than, aiming accurately he shot the others,and they fell..
..one by one. Utter massacre. The death screams echoed.
The ground was smoked from the warm blood.
No one..escapes.
Antinoüs, my son. Antinoüs!
After they paid them respect, the fathers and brothers will avenge them.
Antinoüs!
- They were rich and elite. - They have plenty of stuff,..
..but it wasn't enough. Close in the house. Blood will run through the island.
Why do we care, when we have nothing with it!
Lets go father, before the news reaches the other islands.
Relatives of the killed may get help from other places.
It's better that we receive them first, it will cause us less in lives.
Today it will be decided who'll rule Ithaca.
How much longer will this competition last?
My son, listen to me. Don't get me wrong. I'm not afraid..
What pleasure it will be to give an old man the opportunity to fight..
..and what death is more glorious than the heroes, but you,..
..who alone committed justice, what use you'll have..
..if you don't fulfill justice?
The gods protected you till now, but now there is a silence around you.
Master, lets not commit injustice..
..and spill the blood first! You defended the honor..
..of your home, now it's on them to revenge by armor..
..their sons and brothers we killed.
Offer them honourable peace.
If they don't accept, we'll fight!
Lets wait for them here, and offer them a peace.
Maybe god will prevent a new massacre, maybe they'll..
..admit justice you have done, and your royal rights.
No! There is never peace without combat first.
If we retreat now, they'll rooted us forever!
*This last episode of the Odyssey, seems to show the crisis of the royal position, and fight for power in the late bronze age*
You must commit justice, Ithacans. Your sons are killed,..
..killed from those wild pig, man without honor!
Too young he became a ruler, and this is on what his rule reduced!
These boys didn't go to war, and he slaughtered them all by his hand!
And from two offsprings of nobility, not one survives on Ithaca!
He returned, but our sons won't ever. Where did he leave his ships?
- Where did he loose his army? - Gather the servants you have!
Give them armor. Send a war cry to all our neighbouring nobles..
..whose children are savagely slaughtered as ours!
Let the army strike on him!
His house and property will burn. Let his people tremble!
[Narrator: Haliters, son of Mastor, speak to them:]
[..I saw the past and the future.]
[Thus, wisely thinking, I speak. Hear me Ithacans.]
[It was your fear who caused these events. You didn't listen to me,..]
[..and not even to Mentor, who tried to stop the madness of your sons.]
[Serious mistakes do stupidity and pride..]
[..which grasped the wealth and dishonoured wife of a great hero.]
[Now, you do this: listen to me!]
[Lets not go, so no one gets hurt from more evil.]
You evildoer, false prophet, so we don't avenge our sons?
Acheans! Your duty is to punish Odysseus. What are you waiting for?
He'll flee to Pylos or Sparta where he has mighty allies.
No, he is still on Ithaca, I saw. He went with his son and two servants..
..before dawn, to an old estate.
If its true what you are saying, lets face him when he is still weak!
Don't loose time any more. This is a sign from the gods!
[Narrator: Athena tells to her father Zeus:]
[What are you thinking, lord? You wish to continue for more..]
[..this war or you'll settle peace between the two sides?]
[My dear, father answers, why are you asking me that?]
[Didn't you alone arrange Odysseus return?]
[Lets give them oblivion, says Athena.]
[Lets give them peace and oblivion, says father.]
Stop Laertes! It's futile to have another massacre. We don't need more blood.
I say to you, we don't need more blood!
Lets peace rule. Offer to the hurted side some fee..
..and live in peace. Live in peace forever among eachother.
Live in peace forever among eachother.
[Narrator: One more thing Athena devised.]
[To Icarius daughter, a sweet dream she sent. Stretched on her back..]
[..with fatique in her legs, with oil of ambrosia..]
[..the goddes cleared her face and made her even more beautiful in face,..]
[..whiter than ivory.]
*relaxing music*
Strange. I feel we won't have nights like these any more.
That I feel, but I'm not sad.
How many nights I imagined to speak with you.
I asked the gods, and they answered me many things..
..hard to explain. But your love will explain.
Every time you wished your bed will be ready.
Don't be afraid to tell me what you think..
..or what the god lay on your mind. I am always there.
Soon, I'll again go to sea, Tiresias told me.
He told me that I won't find peace till I found a place..
..where people don't do crime and don't salt their food..
..and don't know about the ships, nor oarsman fatique.
I'll understand that I found what I'm searching for, without need to ask.
Than, I'll stick my oar in ground,..
..and offer sacrifices to Poseidon, and then return.
Death will be easy, and it will come from the sea, and find me here,..
..in calm oldness, surrounded by blessed people.
Thus Tiresia prophesied. That must fulfill.
*Odysseus death was song in the latter and lost epic "Telegony". By him..
*Telegonus, son of Odysseus and Kirka, arrived on Ithaca, and in ignorance killed his father.T hus,"death from the sea"*
Our fate is in the hands of the gods..
..and when it is fulfilled, we can do nothing else..
..but to watch and listen..
..like we are going or coming back..
..born or die.
[Narrator: Thus she said and the goddess heared her. Then she flew on the Olympus...]
[..on which, they say, weather to the gods is always fair.]
[The winds never blow strong, nor wet rain,..]
[..but serenity always spread.]
[and a clear light rules.]
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