Helen of Troy Page #7

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Hands that built this killed my sons.

[Shouting In Foreign Language]

[Foreign Language]

What is he saying?

It seems they've left him here|as some kind of sacrifice.

[Foreign Language]

What about the creature|they left behind? Why so big?

[Foreign Language]

An offering to their goddess Athena.

[Foreign Language]

It's big to shadow our city.

They say we cannot get it inside our gates.

That's what they think, do they?

- Hmm!|- [Foreign Language]

Dig him out.

It's too big!

[Crowd Cheering]

[Chattering]

[Roars]

[Gasps]

[Chattering]

Cassandra?

Can you see what happens?

I see you...

following.

What am I following?

Who? Where am I going?

Where you belong.

I belong with Paris.

I gave myself up.|It didn't save him!

You gave yourself up,

but you didn't surrender, did you?

Did you?

Do you see him?

No. Not yet.

[Hecuba] I hear them playing.

I can always tell that sweet laughter.

[Chuckles]|Little Hector.

Do you see them?

Yes, yes, yes.|I see them.

Are they all right?

Yes, they're all right.

When they grow up,

they will make you so proud of them.

So very, very proud.

You gave me such beautiful children.

Such beautiful children.

[Humming]

We are free, my friend.

[Neck Snaps]

[Taps Horse]

[Men Gasping]

Well done, cousin.

[Men Grunting]

[Footsteps Approaching]

Spare my queen.

[Gasps, Groans]

[Screaming]

[Sobbing, Screaming]

[Screaming Continues]

Bring her.

My lord, this way.

As I said,

no trade.

[Screams]

No!

[Helen Screaming]

[Grunting]

[Helen] No! No! No!

[Crying]

Leave her!

[Crying Continues]

[Grunting]

[No Audible Dialogue]

[Baby Crying]

[Chattering]

[Woman Screaming]

[Chattering Continues]

[Woman Screaming]

[Horse Neighing]

Helen.

What has he done?

Go.

Go quickly.

Clytemnestra.

I told you once.

Never interfere!

I come for Iphigenia.

She's not here.

I know.

[Yelling]

My daughter!

[Yelling Continues]

My daughter!

[Baby Crying]

[Women Screaming]

[Soldiers Laughing]

[Narrator] War is waged by nations,

but it is human beings that pay the price.

For those of us that survived,|we are left with the memory...

of shame and misery and bloodshed.|The king is dead!

In these dark times,

the only thing we have left|to hold on to is love,

the one true gift of the gods.

And it is through love...

that we hope and pray...

the gods will send us peace.

- Paris.|- Brave Helen.

Wherever you are, take me with you.

I cannot.

Will we ever meet again?

I've prepared your place.

Good.

Do you think I would kill you, Helen?

I do not thank you for my life.

I understand.

I cannot love you.

What will you do?

[Sniffs]|I will follow.

I accept.

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