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ODYSSEUS:
I knew your parents well. I miss
them.
Patroclus nods again, looking at his feet.
ODYSSEUS:
Now you have this one watching over
you, eh? Learning from Achilles
himself -- every boy in Greece must
be jealous.
(to Achilles)
We need to talk.
ACHILLES:
Tell me you're not here at
Agamemnon's bidding.
Odysseus hesitates. Achilles shakes his head.
ACHILLES:
How many times have I done the
savage work for the King of Kings?
And when has he ever shown me the
respect I've earned?
(CONTINUED)
30.
23 CONTINUED:
(3) 23ODYSSEUS:
I'm not asking you to fight for
him. I'm asking you to fight for
the Greeks.
ACHILLES:
fighting each other?
ODYSSEUS:
For now.
ACHILLES:
The Trojans never did anything to
me.
ODYSSEUS:
They insulted Greece.
ACHILLES:
They insulted one Greek, a man who
couldn't hold on to his wife. What
business is that of mine?
ODYSSEUS:
Your business is war, my friend.
ACHILLES:
(angry)
Is it? Am I the whore of the
battlefield? Can my sword be
bought and sold?
(beat; calmer)
I don't want to be remembered as a
tyrant's mercenary.
ODYSSEUS:
Forget Agamemnon. Fight for me.
My wife will feel much better if
she knows you're by my side. I'll
feel much better.
PATROCLUS:
Is Ajax going to fight in Troy?
ODYSSEUS:
Of course. You've heard of Ajax,
eh?
PATROCLUS:
They say he can fell an oak tree
with one swing of the axe.
(CONTINUED)
31.
23 CONTINUED:
(4) 23ACHILLES:
Trees don't swing back.
Odysseus chuckles, but he's alert to the boy's enthusiasm.
ODYSSEUS:
We're sending the largest fleet
that ever sailed -- a thousand
ships.
PATROCLUS:
A thousand ships! Prince Hector,
is he as good a warrior as they
say?
ODYSSEUS:
The best of all the Trojans. Some
say he's better than all the
Greeks, too.
(beat)
Even if your cousin doesn't come,
Patroclus, I hope you'll join us.
We could use a strong arm like
yours.
Patroclus beams with pride and looks at his cousin.
Achilles wraps his arm around Odysseus's shoulders and
leans closer to the Ithacan. The embrace is friendly, but
there's no mistaking the power in Achilles' grip.
ACHILLES:
Play your tricks on me, if you'd
like. But leave my cousin out of
it.
ODYSSEUS:
You have your sword, I have my
tricks. We play with the toys the
gods give us.
Odysseus goes back to his horse and mounts.
ODYSSEUS:
We sail for Troy in three days.
(beat)
This war will never be forgotten.
Nor will the heroes who fight in
it.
Patroclus, eager but frustrated, watches him ride away.
32.
Achilles makes his away across the sandy hillocks. He
spies a woman in the distance.
Achilles finds his mother, THETIS (45), standing in the
surf. Her long black hair is streaked with gray. She
sees a shell that she likes and stoops down to pick it up.
ACHILLES:
Mother.
Thetis turns and smiles at Achilles.
THETIS:
I thought I'd make you another
seashell necklace.
ACHILLES:
I haven't worn a seashell necklace
since I was a boy.
Thetis looks at Achilles' bare neck.
THETIS:
Don't you like them anymore?
Achilles spots a good shell. He hands it to his mother.
THETIS:
Oh, that's a pretty one.
She surveys the beach for more pretty shells.
ACHILLES:
They want me for another war.
Thetis bends down and scoops up a silvery shell.
ACHILLES:
Are you listening?
THETIS:
Yes, my sweet. Another war.
ACHILLES:
Patroclus wants to go.
THETIS:
Patroclus has never seen war.
(CONTINUED)
33.
25 CONTINUED:
25Thetis examines the shells in the palm of her hand.
Finally she stands and looks at her son.
THETIS:
If you stay here, with me, with
your family, you'll have a long,
peaceful life. You'll marry,
you'll have children, and your
children will have children.
They'll love you, and when you're
gone they'll remember you. But
when your children are dead, and
their children after them, your
name will be lost.
Thetis reaches up to touch her son's cheek. Her eyes are
clear, her voice steady. She speaks these lines with no
hesitation, no doubt.
THETIS:
If you go to Troy, no one will earn
more glory than you. Men will tell
stories of your victories for
thousands of years. The world will
remember your name.
Achilles stares at her, his eyes burning. These are words
he's wanted to hear since the day he was born. His mother
waits a moment before speaking again. The words hurt her.
THETIS:
But if you go to Troy, you'll never
come home. You'll die there.
ACHILLES:
And you know this, mother?
THETIS:
I know it.
Achilles looks out to the sea. Thetis, tears in her eyes,
smiles bravely.
THETIS:
Whenever your father came home from
war, he'd stare at the sea, just
like that.
(beat)
In the distance Achilles sees a white sail. He fixates on
the lonely spot of white on the endless expanse of dark
water.
34.
We soar above the greatest armada the world has ever seen.
ONE THOUSAND SHIPS sail east, crowding the sea, churning
The white sails are painted with the signs and emblems of
the various nationalities represented in this alliance.
One ship sails slightly out of formation. Alone amongst
the entire fleet, this ship's sail is black.
27 EXT. ACHILLES' WARSHIP - DAY 27
Achilles stands in the prow of his boat, staring east.
Patroclus stands behind him, wearing a new SHELL NECKLACE.
Hector, Paris, Helen, and an entourage of SOLDIERS walk
through the gates of Troy.
The city is magnificent, a wonder of white-washed walls,
lush gardens, and towering STATUES of the gods. ZEUS,
APOLLO, APHRODITE, and POSEIDON stand eighty feet high in
the four corners of the main square.
The princes' return is a holiday for the Trojans.
Thousands of ONLOOKERS line the road, cheering. Other
well-wishers, standing on the roofs of houses, throw
flower petals.
Paris holds Helen's hand and occasionally whispers in her
ear, pointing out various sights, but Helen looks nervous.
People in the crowd, mystified by her appearance, point at
her and whisper amongst themselves.
Helen holds her head high and pretends to ignore the
murmurs and stares. Hector looks at her. She carries
herself like a queen -- but she's gripping Paris's hand
with white knuckles.
At the bottom of a long staircase leading into the palace,
four APOLLONIAN GUARDS, wearing horsehair-plumed helmets,
are mounted on beautiful WHITE HORSES.
(CONTINUED)
35.
29 CONTINUED:
29Hector reunites with his wife, ANDROMACHE (30), pale
skinned and dark eyed. He holds her to his chest; she
closes her eyes, and they stand like that for a long time.
A NURSE standing nearby holds Hector's ten-month-old son,
SCAMANDRIUS. Now Andromache takes the baby from the
nurse. Hector stares into the boy's wondering eyes and
puts his finger in the boy's hand.
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