Troy

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?

Good day for the crows.

Remove your army from my land.

I like your land.

I think we'll stay. I like your soldiers too.

They won't fight for you.

That's what the Messenians said.

And the Arcadians and the Epeians.

Now they all fight for me.

You can't have the whole world, Agamemnon.

It's too big, even for you.

I don't want to watch another massacre.

Let's settle this war in the old manner. Your best fighter against my best.

And if my man wins?

We'll leave Thessaly for good.

Boagrius!

Achilles!

Boagrius has this effect on many heroes.

Careful who you insult, old king.

My king, Achilles is not with the army.

- Where is he? - I sent a boy to look for him.

I was having a good dream.

Very good dream.

King Agamemnon sent me. He needs to…

I'll speak to your king in the morning.

But, my lord, it is morning.

They're waiting for you.

Are the stories about you true?

They say your mother is an immortal goddess.

They say you can't be killed.

I wouldn't be bothering with the shield then, would I?

The Thessalonian you're fighting…

…he's the biggest man I've ever seen. I wouldn't want to fight him.

That's why no one will remember your name.

Perhaps we should have our war tomorrow, when you're better rested.

I should have you whipped for your impudence!

- Perhaps you should fight him. - Achilles.

Achilles.

Look at the men's faces. You can save hundreds of them.

You can end this war with a swing of your sword.

Let them go home to their wives.

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

Of all the warlords loved by the gods, I hate him the most.

Is there no one else?

Is there no one else?

Who are you, soldier?

Achilles. Son of Peleus.

Achilles? I'll remember the name.

The ruler of Thessaly carries this scepter.

Give it to your king.

He's not my king.

Brothers in arms!

- Friendship! - Friendship!

Princes of Troy, on our last night together…

…Queen Helen and I salute you.