Troy the Odyssey Page #2

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[shouts]

Ah!

[shouts]

[agonized scream]

ODYSSEUS:

No! Achilles!

Drop your weapon.

Aesus, take her!

My friend, we'll get

you to the boat.

Go, Odysseus.

Take your men and go home.

To the gods, I have killed

the invincible Achilles!

- To the gods!

- You cannot kill a Trojan!

As long as she is with us,

you cannot harm us!

- Take me with you.

- Kill me.

It won't make a difference.

You retreat into the sea,

straight into the legendary

Kraken's domain.

Enough of your legends

and curses!

Go, Odysseus.

But forget me not.

Do not mourn your friend.

You'll be joining

him soon enough.

I shall not dread the day

when my name shall be etched

in history alongside

the great Achilles.

Do not be so certain,

cursed king!

You will never see your

precious Ithaca again!

Look at your men

quake with fear.

These are the men

you fight to protect?

What was that earthquake?

The city has fallen,

Eurylochus.

Troy is burning.

Take us home.

[rumbling]

By Zeus, what is this plague

that is following us?

- It is a Kraken!

- You are all doomed!

How do we defeat

such a thing?

It cannot harm us

as long as we have

this Trojan priestess

as our shield!

[rumbling]

You cannot have me

by your side forever, Greek.

The Kraken will follow

for all eternity...

until you and

your kingdom are dead!

Quiet, Trojan witch!

Forward, Eurylochus!

As fast as the wind

will take us!

Let us leave this place!

- Drink up, men.

- The war is over,

but the king does not return.

Eventually, the widower queen

will give up her delusions

and take a new husband.

Until then, best make

yourselves comfortable.

This is our kingdom now.

Queen, come and serve us,

the best remaining men!

[laughs]

To a new reign in Ithaca!

[cheering]

Your yearning is wasted,

for a dead king

cannot hear you.

Mindless brute.

I should toss out

the lot of you.

And toss out the support

of the most powerful

families in Ithaca?

Would you deprive

your bastard son

of both a father

and a kingdom?

Tread carefully.

You are still a guest

in my home.

When my husband returns,

he'll teach you manners.

If your husband returns.

Until then, we demand

your hospitality.

As you wish.

Oh, and you need more wine.

Our cups are running dry.

[crying]

We've been searching

these seas for months.

Still not one

recognizable landmark.

We could be completely off

this map.

Are we not heading west

towards the sun?

I steer us west,

but we go east.

I steer us north,

but we go south.

I fear there's

some magic afoot.

It's Priam's curse.

Don't talk of curses, Aesus.

Only make things worse.

Bread. King.

I'm sorry, my Lord.

That's all we got left.

How many days provisions

do we have left?

None. All that remains

is worms and maggots.

I will not eat

before my men.

If there's enough at nightfall,

I will eat then.

Have you seen any sign of

the Kraken, Old Thelonious?

- No, my Lord.

- Not since the maelstrom.

It's all gone, I think.

Let us hope.

Priestess?

- Priestess?

- Of what temple now?

You mock me with such a title.

Then what shall I call you?

I am Circe.

I'm Odysseus.

I know who you are.

Your name has been

cursed forever.

Are you going

to tie me up again?

Are you going to try to

leap over the boat again?

And where would I be

leaping to?

Troy is gone.

My people are no more.

And where is my protector,

the Kraken?

This is all I have,

a whole new world.

This boat,

and the air I breathe.

Nothing more.

Here. Eat.

Why do you offer me

such kindness?

You owe me nothing.

The war is over, Circe.

We are no longer enemies.

Eat this.

It is the last piece.

We need provisions.

Do you know these waters?

Even if I knew these waters,

why would I help you?

You destroyed my city and

stole me out to sea.

And you put a

curse on my name.

War has made us equals.

I guess we will suffer

through this alone.

We should throw that

Trojan b*tch into the sea!

ODYSSEUS:
No.

We need her for protection in

case the Kraken should return.

Besides, I think there's

some good in her.

Out here, there are no Trojans.

There are no Greeks.

We are all orphans of the sea.

She is one of us now.

Land ho!

A rose pink island.

This is strange.

What could make an

island turn that color?

Old Thelonious, have you

ever seen such a place?

No, my Lord.

An island of pink flowers.

Pink flowers on

an island seen...

The Siren's call

is like a dream.

They'll tell you what

you want to hear...

To solve your quest,

but you must fear.

The knowledge gave will

bring your fall...

You must beware

the Siren's call.

Sirens.

It's an old poem my mother

used to sing to me.

Sirens seduce men

with their song

and if a man hears it,

he cannot help but go to them...

and he pays with his life.

Sirens are a myth.

No, they are as real

as you and I.

And if you have a question and

ask them, they will answer it,

for they know all things.

But you will be lost forever.

SIREN:
Come.

Come to us, brave Odysseus.

Did you hear that?

What?

SIREN:
We will tell you

what you need to know.

We will tell you the way home.

I wish to sail close

to the island

so I can hear

the Sirens' song.

But your men will die.

We must find a way home.

We will plug the men's ears

with wax.

Eurylochus, throw me a rope.

You will tie me to the mast

and we will sail

towards the island.

CIRCE:
This is madness.

I must return my men at home.

Tie me.

Tighter.

Listen to me, men!

Cover your ears with

wax until

we are past the island

of the sirens.

Only I shall hear their call.

No matter what I say or what

I do, do not untie me.

Not until we are well

past the island

and then, only then,

can you undo my ropes.

Let one of the

other men do this.

- No.

- I must do this myself.

- I am a woman...

- safe from their song.

I will stay by your side.

Very well.

Forgive me for what

you are about to see.

[soft humming]

AESUS:
Do you hear anything,

my Lord?

I am not sure.

- SIREN:
Odysseus?

- Odysseus?

We have been waiting for you.

We have a message.

Love waits, love waits.

Love waits for no man.

Take it, seize it...

you are mighty.

There is a wealth of

love abounding here.

Love, sweet love.

We will tell you all.

We know everything.

Tell me what I need to know!

- SIREN:
Penelope.

- Penelope awaits.

Ithaca awaits you.

[whooshing]

Tell me the way home!

The Paths of the Dead,

to the paths...

and then to Ithaca.

A long voyage to the south,

to the east...

where no sun rises.

To the Paths,

to Penelope, to love.

- No!

- Not the Paths of the Dead, no.

There must be another way!

- The Paths of the Dead?

- That cannot be!

Siren, please tell me

another way!

SIREN:

Now you know, now you know.

It is time to pay

for this knowledge.

With love, oh, beauteous love.

PENELOPE:
Come to me, come,

my Odysseus, my husband.

- Untie me!

- Untie me!

I say, please, untie me!

She is here!

- She's not here.

- It is just a dream.

No! She's here.

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