Troy the Odyssey Page #4

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who truly wants you.

[crying]

We must release them

from their spell.

Maybe we should

just leave them here.

A dangerous path lies ahead.

Each of them has their own

delusions in this fake paradise.

No. Truth means

more than that.

It must.

But I will give them a choice.

Hello, my friend.

I've come to take you home.

- I am home.

- Have we met?

Do you not know me?

I'm Odysseus.

I am your king.

King?

We have no king here.

Join us.

- Aesus?

- Do you remember me?

You fought along

my side at Troy.

Remember Ithaca?

Your wife?

Your children?

I have no wife, no children.

Do any of you not

wish to return home?

[coughing]

What have you

done to my love?

What foul trick is this?

It is the trick of truth.

- Odysseus!

- Where have you been?

Where are we?

It seems like a dream!

- It has been a dream.

- Now we're awakened.

You must help me.

We need to wake Old Thelonious.

- Get out of there, old hag!

- Begone with you!

Get up.

What are you

doing to my woman?

Who are you, old woman?

Don't leave.

We were so lonely here

before you came.

We will be beautiful again.

We promise.

In order to return

to Ithaca,

we must journey through

the Path of the Dead,

a place where no man has

gone since Orpheus.

Will you follow your king?

I have seen many things

and amongst the worst

of them is the truth.

My wife in Ithaca

is long dead now

and I cannot see a better way

to live my days

than with blind bliss.

Very well.

I shall miss you,

old friend.

Thank you for your service.

Farewell, my friends...

...farewell.

- Eurylochus?

- Will you join me?

- Why would we stay?

- To sleep with old hags?

I would rather

die by your side.

- Aesus?

- Will you join me?

Curse the truth!

May Athenae guard us on

this dark journey.

Let us go home.

The entrance to the Labyrinth is

only a day's journey from here.

Uggh! What's this awful smell?

Death, or something

very large.

Look.

What in Zeus do you

think it is?

I never seen a man so large!

- It's not a man.

- A cyclops.

Giant, ugly brutes.

They curse the gods for

giving them only one eye.

This one seems

to have moved on.

We'd hear a creature this

large from leagues away.

We should go

before he returns.

Odysseus, should we go in?

No.

The path ahead is treacherous.

We should make camp, eat.

We will need our strength

to conquer the test

of mind and body

inside these walls.

No. I'm not hungry.

What's the matter, Odysseus?

Are you ill?

No.

There is a pain in my soul

that will not go away.

The Sirens have cut me deep.

Calypso's love has

cut me deeper.

What it must be like to live

for eternity without true love.

I've broken her heart.

We humans...

we are such sad,

pitiful beasts.

You are an honorable man,

Odysseus.

Wise, steadfast.

Trust that you have made

the right decision.

How can I be honorable

after what I have done

to my wife, to my men?

I've asked them

to leave their joy

and to follow me into death.

It is my curse, yet so many

of those I love

are the ones

that are affected.

Perhaps I should have been

like your King Priam

and journeyed into death.

Priam is no longer my king.

And I remember a man

that night

that was not afraid

of curses.

Tell me about your city,

King Odysseus of Ithaca.

Beautiful Ithaca.

It is more humble than Troy.

There is no wall.

It is an island,

so the sea protects her.

And the women,

the women of Ithaca

are the most beautiful

women in the world.

All men say that

about their city.

[laughs]

Not Sparta.

We should sleep now.

We'll journey into

the Labyrinth before sunrise.

Tomorrow, we walk through

the Paths of the Dead.

[grunts]

Let's go.

Do you feel that?

A presence.

Do not look at them.

[voice]

Odysseus! Come!

What was that?

Do not listen to them!

The voices are in your mind.

[voice]

Aesus, you're going to die.

Odysseus, the tunnels

of the dead

will cleanse you

of your sorrows.

If you live...

if you live!

Aesus, how many

have you killed?

How many of us are here

because of you?

I think we should go back.

No! We go forward.

[voice]

Remember the men you've slain.

CIRCE:

Do not fear the ghosts.

[voice] They are waiting

for you Aesus...

for revenge!

Aesus...

Aesus...

I think we're at the end.

Oh, thank Zeus.

[relieved laughter]

Where's Aesus?

- I'm going back.

- Take this.

Aesus!

- Come on.

- Aesus!

[creature roars]

[both grunting]

[roaring]

Odysseus?

Odysseus!

[screams]

- Circe!

- This sword isn't working!

- Give it to me!

- I'm a Trojan!

[Circe roaring]

[slashing, clanging]

Run! Run! Run!

Run!

- Come on!

- Hurry up!

Let's go! Come on!

- Faster!

- It's gonna cave in on you!

Let's go!

Ah!

Thank you for

letting me use it.

- You should keep it.

- Now and forever.

It is a treasure of Troy.

Therefore, useless

in my hands.

Troy.

Even the name seems

like another life.

Like a distant dream.

You are a noble man, Odysseus.

Thank you for your strength

on this journey.

We have made it through

the Paths of the Dead.

You can do anything now,

Odysseus.

We should not be

satisfied yet.

We still have to get

through the heart

of the mountain

to make it to the shore.

We should go.

Queen!

My patience has

reached its limit.

You will choose a husband

or we will take you by force!

You will leave

my mother alone.

Ah, the young imp speaks.

Well, you'd better choose

your words carefully.

- Do not dare threaten my son.

- He will be king one day.

If we allow him to live.

Stop!

- Choose!

- Choose from us now!

The marriage shroud

is not yet...

Then you'll marry

with no clothes!

- Please! I will marry!

- Just don't hurt my son!

Swear it.

Swear it on the memory

of your husband

and the life of your son!

I swear it!

I swear it on the love

of my true

and eternal husband

that I will choose!

I will marry a man

so that he may act as king!

Now that wasn't

so difficult, was it?

Drink with us,

Queen of Ithaca

and tell us who will be

the new king.

As it is now, I see no man

worthy to be a king.

The best amongst you

will be revealed.

There will be a contest,

a test of skill

and strength.

Only after one of you has proven

to possess the qualities

to wear the crown will

I choose a new husband.

We've been walking for days.

Surely, we are lost.

We must keep our faith.

Calypso promised that

we could return home

if I made it through

the Path of the Dead.

I'm so hungry.

I'm imagining the smell

of cooked meat.

CIRCE:
I don't think that's

your imagination.

I can smell it, too.

ODYSSEUS:

Where is it coming from?

Oh, thank you, Zeus!

But whose camp is this?

It's not safe to eat

from a stranger.

We haven't eaten since before

we entered the Labyrinth.

Whoever it is,

they will understand.

We'll take only what we need.

When I return to Ithaca,

I shall slaughter 1,000 bulls

for their honor.

[gasps]

This is a bad idea.

Look at these stores of meat.

But what kind of meat is it?

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