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63.
72 INT. AGAMEMNON'S TENT - CONTINUOUS 72
The largest tent on the beach, Agamemnon's command
quarters are a lush affair, decorated with the spoils of a
dozen wars. Several AIDES-DE-CAMP bustle in and out on
various errands. The Greek kings are here: Odysseus,
Ajax, Menelaus, etc.
Agamemnon sits on a heavy wood throne, garishly inlaid
with gold, mother-of-pearl, and precious stones.
Triopas, king of Thessaly, kneels before Agamemnon.
TRIOPAS:
You've won a great victory, King of
Kings. No one thought the Trojan
beach could be captured so easily.
He hands Agamemnon a ceremonial dagger with a gold hilt.
AGAMEMNON:
A beautiful gift, Triopas. You
will be among the first to walk the
streets of Troy tomorrow.
Triopas stands and bows. Achilles has watched this
exchange with disbelief. He glances at Odysseus, who
shrugs. Now Nestor, king of the Pylians, kneels before
Agamemnon and hands him an urn decorated with painted
warriors.
NESTOR:
My father Neleus had this urn made
to commemorate his victory at
Cyparisseis. I present it to you
in honor of an even more memorable
victory.
AGAMEMNON:
Thank you, old friend. Tomorrow
we'll eat supper in the gardens of
Troy.
Nestor stands and bows. Agamemnon places the dagger and
urn beside a pile of other luxurious gifts. As the kings
file out of the tent, Odysseus clasps Achilles' shoulder
and speaks to him out of the others' earshot.
ODYSSEUS:
War is young men dying and old men
talking. You know this. Ignore
the politics.
(CONTINUED)
64.
72 CONTINUED:
72Odysseus exits the tent. Agamemnon deigns to notice
Achilles waiting for him.
AGAMEMNON:
(to his aides)
Leave us.
The aides exit, leaving Achilles and Agamemnon alone.
Achilles eyes the pile of gifts.
ACHILLES:
Apparently you've won some great
victory.
AGAMEMNON:
Ah, perhaps you didn't notice. The
Trojan beach belonged to Priam in
the morning. It belongs to
Agamemnon in the afternoon.
ACHILLES:
You can have the beach. I didn't
come here for sand.
AGAMEMNON:
No, you came because you want your
name to last through the ages.
(beat)
A great victory was won today -but
the victory is not yours.
Kings did not kneel to Achilles.
Achilles.
ACHILLES:
The battle was won by soldiers.
The soldiers know who fought.
AGAMEMNON:
History remembers the kings, not
the soldiers.
(beat)
Tomorrow we'll batter down the
gates of Troy. I'll build
monuments to victory on every
island of Greece, and carve
Agamemnon in the stone. My name
will last forever. Your name is
written in the sand, for the waves
to wash away.
ACHILLES:
First you need the victory.
(CONTINUED)
65.
72 CONTINUED:
(2) 72Achilles turns to leave.
AGAMEMNON:
One more thing, son of Peleus.
Achilles stops.
ACHILLES:
I don't want to hear my father's
name from your mouth.
AGAMEMNON:
The first pick of the battle's
spoils always goes to the
commander. Your men sacked the
temple of Apollo, yes?
ACHILLES:
You want gold? Take it, it's my
gift, to honor your courage. Take
what you want.
AGAMEMNON:
I already have. Aphareus! Haemon!
Two battle-scarred soldiers, APHAREUS and HAEMON, drag
Briseis into the tent. Her face is bruised -- clearly
she's been slapped around.
AGAMEMNON:
The spoils of war. Tonight I'll
have her give me a bath. And then
-- who knows?
Achilles draws his sword.
ACHILLES:
(to the soldiers)
I have no quarrel with you,
brothers. But you'll never see
home again if you don't let her go.
The soldiers hesitate, then draw their own swords.
Achilles advances on them.
AGAMEMNON:
Guards!
The two sentries rush into the tent, swords drawn.
Achilles is surrounded. He raises his sword.
(CONTINUED)
66.
72 CONTINUED:
(3) 72BRISEIS:
Stop!
Everyone stops and looks at the girl. Despite her torn
robes, her noble bearing and authoritative tone command
respect.
BRISEIS:
Too many people have died today.
She looks at the various men in the room and finally
addresses Achilles.
BRISEIS:
If killing is your only talent,
that's your curse. But I don't
Everyone is quiet until Agamemnon laughs.
AGAMEMNON:
Mighty Achilles, silenced by a
slave girl.
ACHILLES:
She's not a slave.
AGAMEMNON:
She is now.
Achilles' eyes are flat and merciless.
ACHILLES:
Before my time is done, King of
Kings, I will look down on your
corpse and smile.
Achilles turns and leaves the tent.
73 EXT. BEACH ENCAMPMENT - DAY 73
Most of the ships have been hauled onto the beach.
Hundreds of soldiers finish digging a long trench in the
sand. Pikes are anchored and other fortifications
constructed to protect the tents and ships from attack.
74 EXT. CITY OF TROY - DUSK 74
In the dying light, the Trojans prepare their city for
siege. Gray-bearded OFFICERS oversee the reinforcement of
the main gates. SOLDIERS haul thousands of arrows atop
the city walls.
67.
A massive CONGREGATION at the Temple of Zeus kneels before
the Thunder God's statue while PRIESTS burn the BODIES of
fallen Trojan soldiers on tall PYRES. The WIDOWS keen.
75 EXT. BEACH ENCAMPMENT - NIGHT 75
The beach is lit by thousands of torches. The Greeks have
transformed the serene beach into a well-fortified camp.
76 INT. PRIAM'S MEETING HALL - NIGHT 76
Priam stands by the room's open archway. Beyond the city
he sees his beach occupied by the tremendous Greek force.
Hector, Paris, and several of Troy's leading GENERALS,
ARISTOCRATS and PRIESTS sit around the long table. One of
the generals, GLAUCUS (60), pounds the table with his
fist.
GLAUCUS:
If they want a war, we'll give them
a war. I'd match the best of Troy
against the best of Greece any day.
VELIOR (40), a big-bellied nobleman, shakes his head.
VELIOR:
The best of Greece outnumber the
best of Troy, two to one.
GLAUCUS:
So what do you suggest, we
surrender the city, let the Greeks
slaughter our men and rape our
wives?
Velior looks at Paris until the prince returns his gaze.
VELIOR:
I suggest diplomacy. The Greeks
came here for one thing. Let's be
honest, my friends. Trojans are
burning on the pyre right now
because of one youthful
indiscretion.
Paris looks away from Velior.
(CONTINUED)
68.
76 CONTINUED:
76PRIAM:
Glaucus, you've fought with me for
forty years. Can we win this war?
GLAUCUS:
Our walls have never been breached.
Our archers are the best in the
world. And we have Hector. His
Tartarus if he commanded. We can
win.
ARCHEPTOLEMUS (65), High Priest of Troy, wearing a long
white robe embroidered with gold thread, now raises his
voice.
ARCHEPTOLEMUS:
I spoke with two farmers today.
They saw an eagle flying with a
serpent clutched in its talons.
(beat)
This is a sign from Apollo. We
will win a great victory tomorrow.
Troy is the eagle. The Greeks -
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