Troy Monologues

An adaptation of Homer's great epic, the film follows the assault on Troy by the united Greek forces and chronicles the fates of the men involved.

I'll tell you a secret. Something they don't teach you in your temple. The Gods envy us. They envy us because we're mortal, because any moment might be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.

You gave me peace in a lifetime of war.

You're still my enemy in the morning.

Imagine a king who fights his own battles. Wouldn't that be a sight?

Myrmidons! My brothers of the sword! I would rather fight beside you than any army of thousands! Let no man forget how menacing we are, we are lions! Do you know what's waiting beyond that beach? Immortality! Take it! It's yours!

Go home, prince. Drink some wine, make love to your wife. Tomorrow, we'll have our war.

Perhaps your brother can comfort them. I hear he's good at charming other men's wives.

There are no pacts between lions and men.

Now you know who you're fighting.

You gave him the honor of your sword. You won't have eyes tonight; you won't have ears or a tongue. You will wander the underworld blind, deaf, and dumb, and all the dead will know: This is Hector. The fool who thought he killed Achilles.

At night I see their faces. All the men I've killed. They're standing there on the far bank of the river Styx. They're waiting for me. They say, 'Welcome, brother'.

It's too early in the day to be killing princes.

Of all the kings of Greece, I respect you most. But in this war you're a servant. And I refuse to be a servant any longer.

Trojan soldiers died protecting you. Perhaps they deserve more than your pity.

Get up, Prince of Troy! I won't let a stone rob me of my glory!

You're a good student, but you're not a Myrmidon yet. Look at these men, they are the fiercest soldiers in all of Greece, each of them has bled for me. You will guard the ship…

Cousin, I can't fight the Trojans if I'm concerned for you, guard the ship!

Yes, but who will you fight for when I'm gone? Soldiers fight for kings they've never even met. They fight when they're told to fight, they die when they're told to die.

You say you're willing to die for love but you know nothing about dying and you know nothing about love!

You speak of war as if it's a game. But how many wives wait at Troy's gates for husbands they'll never see again?

All my life I've lived by a code and the code is simple: honor the gods, love your woman and defend your country. Troy is mother to us all. Fight for her!

I've seen this moment in my dreams. I'll make a pact with you. With the gods as our witnesses, let us pledge that the winner will allow the loser all the proper funeral rituals.

I thought it was you I was fighting yesterday. And I wish it had been, but I gave the dead boy the honor he deserved.

I thought it was you I was fighting yesterday. And I wish it had been, but I gave the dead boy the honor he deserved.

Last time you spoke to me like this, you were 10 years old and you'd just stolen Father's horse. What have you done now?

I killed a boy today. He was young; too young.

Yesterday the Greeks underestimated us. We should not return the favor.

Bird signs? You want to plan out strategy based on bird signs?

I can't ask anyone to fight for me. I'm no longer queen of Sparta.

You're a princess of Troy now.

And, my brother needs you tonight.

I want to see him grow tall. I want to see all the girls chasing after him.

All my life, I live by a course, and the course is simple - honor the gods, love you woman, and defend your country!

Troy is Mother to us all. Fight for her!

You're still my enemy tonight. But even enemies can show respect.

I have endured what no one on earth has endured before. I kissed the hands of the man who killed my son.

I know my country better than the Greeks, I think.

Do you really think death frightens me now? I watched my eldest son die, watched you drag his body behind your chariot. Give him back to me. He deserves a proper burial, you know that. Give him to me.

When you were very young, you came down with scarlet fever. Your little hand was so hot. The healer said you would not last the night. I went down to Apollo's temple, and I prayed until the sun came up. That walk back to the palace was the longest of my life. When I went into your mother's room, and you were sleeping in her arms, your fever had broken. I promised that day to dedicate my life to the gods, I will not break my promise. For 30 years I have worked for peace, *thirty* years. Paris is a fool sometimes, I know that, but I will fight a thousand wars before letting him die.

I've fought many wars in my time. Some I've fought for land, some for power, some for glory. I suppose fighting for love makes more sense than all the rest.

I have heard rumors of your beauty. And for once, the gossip is right.

I knew your father. He died well before his time. But he was fortunate enough to not have lived long enough to see his son fall.

Men are haunted by the vastness of eternity. And so we ask ourselves, will our actions echo across the centuries? Will strangers hear our names long after we're gone, and wonder who we were, how bravely we fought, how fiercely we loved?

I loved my boy from the moment he opened his eyes until the moment you closed them.