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TROY

     by



David Benioff












                February 21, 2003




     FADE IN:








1    EXT. THESSALIAN VALLEY - DAY                                1

     A mangy, bone-thin DOG lopes across the broad valley
     floor, sniffing at the ground.   At first the scene
     appears bucolic: tall grass, patches of wildflowers, blue
     sky above.

     But as the dog keeps running we see signs of conflict. A
     spear, half imbedded in the earth, rises at an angle. A
     bronze helmet, cracked and bloodied, lies on its side.
     The dog pauses to sniff the helmet then continues his
     search. Finally he stops, hackles on his back rising,
     ears pricked up. He growls, and we see what the dog sees.
     Dozens of CROWS have descended into a shallow ravine.
     They squabble and peck, clustered around something on the
     ground.

     The dog growls louder and charges at the crows. The black
     birds flap away to safety, shrieking in protest.
     A DEAD SOLDIER lies facedown in the ravine. Whatever
     armor he wore was stripped away, leaving his body to the
     elements.

     The dog walks slowly to the dead man, sniffing at the
     corpse's hands. The dog whines and licks the man's
     fingers.

     Something in the air disturbs the dog, who looks up. And
     now we hear it, faintly, in the distance. HOOF BEATS and
     chariot wheels, marching men, the clank of bronze armor
     and weaponry.

     The dog runs, abandoning his dead master.




1A   THE MYCENAEAN ARMY                                          1A

     five thousand strong, storms into the valley from the
     south. Armored with bronze breastplates, helmets and
     shields, the soldiers glitter in the morning sun.
     Riding alongside the infantry are dozens of horse-drawn
     CHARIOTS, each holding a DRIVER, a SPEARMAN and an

     OFFICER.

     On the opposite side of the valley, three thousand
     THESSALONIAN SOLDIERS march into view. The Thessalonians
     are less disciplined, their armor and weaponry less
     impressive.

                                                 (CONTINUED)





                                                             2.





1A   CONTINUED:                                                   1A




     When each army reaches the battlefield they stop and stare
     one another down, two hundred yards distant.







1B   A MYCENAEAN CHARIOT AND A THESSALONIA CHARIOT                1B

     emerge from their respective sides and meet at the center
     of the field.

     AGAMEMNON, king of the Mycenaeans, rides in his chariot
     with a DRIVER and a SPEARMAN. Agamemnon holds a gold
     SCEPTER, symbol of command. His breast plate is engraved
     with an Alpha.

     His counterpart in the Thessalonian cart, TRIOPAS (60),
     does not project equal confidence. He eyes the size of
     the Mycenaean army with evident unease. He holds his own

     SCEPTER.

     Both kings step down from their chariots and approach each
     other. They stare at one another for several seconds.
     Agamemnon smiles and looks into the sky.
     The crows wheel overhead, cawing.

                                AGAMEMNON

                  It's a good day for the crows.

                                TRIOPAS

                  I told you yesterday and I'll tell
                  you again today. Remove your army
                  from my land.
     Agamemnon smiles again and turns to examine the valley.

                                 AGAMEMNON

                  I like your land. I think we'll
                  stay.
                          (beat)
                  I like your soldiers, too. They
                  fought bravely yesterday. Not
                  well, but bravely.

                                TRIOPAS

                  They'll never fight for you.

                                AGAMEMNON

                  That's what the Messenians said,
                  too. And the Arcadians. And the
                  Epeians.   They're all fighting for
                  me, now.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                              3.





1B   CONTINUED:                                                     1B





                                TRIOPAS

                  You can't rule the whole world,
                  Agamemnon. It's too big. Even for
                  you.



     Agamemnon surveys Triopas's army.

                                 AGAMEMNON

                  I don't want to watch another
                  massacre. Let's end this war in
                  the old manner.
                          (beat)
                  Your best fighter against my best.
     For the first time, Triopas looks hopeful.

                                TRIOPAS

                  And if my man wins?

                                 AGAMEMNON

                  We'll leave Thessaly for good.
                          (beat)
                  I'm a generous man. If mine wins,
                  you keep your throne. But Thessaly
                  falls under my command, to fight
                  with me whenever I call.
     Triopas considers before nodding.     He shouts to his army.

                                TRIOPAS

                  Boagrius!
     The Thessalonians murmur and step aside. A giant emerges
     from their midst, BOAGRIUS, a foot taller than the other
     men, his face gouged with old knife scars. He marches out
     to his king.

                                TRIOPAS

                  Here is my champion.
     Agamemnon raises his eyebrows as the giant comes closer.

                                AGAMEMNON

                          (shouting to his army)
                  Achilles!
     The Mycenaeans murmur amongst themselves, looking for
     Achilles. Nobody emerges. Agamemnon frowns.

                                TRIOPAS

                  Boagrius has this effect on many
                  heroes.

                                                     (CONTINUED)





                                                             4.





1B   CONTINUED:    (2)                                            1B





                                AGAMEMNON

                  Be careful whom you insult, old
                  king.



     An OFFICER on horseback gallops from the Mycenaean ranks
     to the center of the field. He bows his head to
     Agamemnon.

                                OFFICER

                  Achilles is not with the army.
     Triopas laughs and looks up at Boagrius, who chuckles.

                                AGAMEMNON

                          (furious)
                  Where is he?

                                OFFICER

                  I sent a boy to look for him.




2    EXT. WOODS - DAY                                             2

     A BOY (12) on a roan HORSE gallops through the woods.




3    EXT. MYCENAEAN CAMP - DAY                                    3

     The boy rides into the camp. Scores of tents stand on the
     banks of a river. The only men around are COOKS tending
     fires and ARMORERS, mending armor and weapons.
     The boy dismounts at one large tent in the corner of the
     camp. He pulls open the tent flap and steps inside.




4    INT. ACHILLES' TENT - CONTINUOUS                             4

     The boy pauses for a moment inside the tent, eyes
     adjusting to the dim light. Evidently last night was a
     wild party. Jugs of wine are everywhere, and the remains
     of a large feast.

     Sleeping on a fur rug are two NAKED WOMEN and one NAKED
     MAN, tanned arms and legs entwined. The boy sidesteps
     shards of a broken jug. He bends to tap the sleeping
     man's shoulder.

     Before his fingers make contact, a hand shoots out, grabs
     his wrist, and pulls him to the rug. The boy finds
     himself flat on his back with a dagger to his throat.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                             5.





4   CONTINUED:                                                    4





                              ACHILLES

                 Shh.
    The boy stares into the eyes of ACHILLES (30), who seems
    to have barely moved. Somehow he managed to seize the boy
    and put a knife to his throat without waking the women.

                                ACHILLES

                         (whispering)
                 I was having a good dream.
                         (beat)
                 A very good dream.
    The boy nods, dumb with fear. Achilles has the lean,
    efficient physique of a boxer. His face and body are dark
    from a summer spent in the sun.

                               BOY

                 King Agamemnon sent me.    He
                 needs --

                               ACHILLES

                 I'll speak with your king in the
                 morning.

                               BOY

                 But my lord -- it is morning.
    Achilles frowns. He stands and walks naked to the tent
    flap, holds it open and stares at the empty encampment.

                               BOY

                 They're waiting for you.




5   EXT. MYCENAEAN CAMP                                           5

    Achilles prepares for battle, strapping on his
    breastplate. The boy assists him, fixing the bronze
    greaves to his legs.

                               BOY

                 Are the stories about you true?
                 They say your mother is an immortal
                 goddess.

    Achilles lifts up his shield. He slips his left forearm
    into the leather straps on the inside of the shield.

                               BOY

                 They say you can't be killed.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                             6.





5   CONTINUED:                                                    5





                               ACHILLES

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




                               BOY

                 The Thessalonian you're fighting
                 -- he's the biggest man I've ever
                 seen.
    Achilles mounts the boy's horse.

                               BOY

                 I wouldn't want to fight him.

                               ACHILLES

                 That's why no one will remember
                 your name.

    Achilles gallops away, leaving the boy standing alone.




6   EXT. THESSALIAN VALLEY                                        6

    Agamemnon confers with his OFFICERS on the battlefield,
    including KING NESTOR (65), his trusted advisor.
    When Achilles rides into view the Mycenaean soldiers
    CHEER. Some cry out his name. Agamemnon and his officers
    turn to watch Achilles dismount and approach them.

                               AGAMEMNON

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

    Achilles ignores the king and examines the waiting giant.

                               AGAMEMNON

                 I should have you whipped for
                 impudence.

    Achilles wheels on the king.

                               ACHILLES

                 Who's giving the whipping?
    He walks toward Agamemnon, fingers curling over the hilt
    of his sword. Nestor slides in between Achilles and the
    king.

                              NESTOR

                 Achilles.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                              7.





6    CONTINUED:                                                     6




     Achilles, nostrils flared, eyes narrowed, stares at
     Agamemnon. Neither man is willing to turn away.

                                ACHILLES

                          (to Agamemnon)
                  Why don't you fight him yourself?
                  Wouldn't that be a sight, a king
                  who fights his own battles?

                               NESTOR

                  Achilles.
     Achilles finally turns and looks at him.

                                NESTOR

                  Look at the men's faces.
     Achilles surveys the faces of the battle-weary soldiers.

                                 NESTOR

                  You can save hundreds of them. You
                  can end this war with a swing of
                  your sword.
                          (beat)
                  Think how many songs they'll sing
                  in your honor.
                          (beat)
                  Let them go home to their wives.
     The soldiers, awed in his presence, stare at Achilles.        He
     finally turns and walks toward Boagrius.
     Agamemnon watches Achilles with undisguised hostility.

                                AGAMEMNON

                          (to Nestor, under
                           his breath)
                  Of all the warlords loved by the
                  gods, I hate him most.

                                NESTOR

                  We need him, my king.

                               AGAMEMNON

                  For now.




6A   ACHILLES                                                       6A

     When Achilles is forty yards from the giant, Boagrius
     turns to his army and shakes his spear over his head.
     They cheer, slamming their bronze swords against their
     bronze shields.

                                                     (CONTINUED)





                                                           8.





6A   CONTINUED:                                                  6A




     Achilles keeps coming.    He looks up at the circling crows.
     Boagrius turns and throws his spear. The bronze spearhead
     glitters in the sun, blazing straight for Achilles.



     Without breaking stride, Achilles raises the shield. The
     spearhead blasts through the bronze skin of the shield,
     through the thick leather on the underside, stopping
     inches from Achilles' face.

     Achilles keeps coming.

     Boagrius hoists a second spear and hurls it, grunting with
     effort. Again Achilles raises his shield, again the
     spearhead tears through the shield but does not harm
     Achilles.

     Achilles casts aside the shield and keeps coming.
     Boagrius unsheathes his tremendous bronze sword. He opens
     his mouth, lets loose a battle cry, and charges at
     Achilles.

     When Boagrius raises his sword, Achilles lunges forward
     with terrifying speed. It does not seem possible that he
     could close the gap between them so quickly, but he does,
     thrusting his sword straight through Boagrius'
     breastplate.

     Achilles pulls his sword from the giant's chest and
     continues walking toward the Thessalonian line, never
     looking back.

     Boagrius stares down at the hole in his breastplate.
     Blood pumps out, pouring down the polished bronze. He
     topples over.

     The Mycenaean Army ERUPTS with exultant victory cries.
     Achilles now stands in front of the massed Thessalonian
     troops. He searches from face to face. None of the
     soldiers are willing to make eye contact with him.
     Finally Triopas steps out of the ranks.

                                TRIOPAS

                  Who are you, soldier?

                                ACHILLES

                  Achilles, son of Peleus.

                                                 (CONTINUED)





                                                              9.





6A   CONTINUED:    (2)                                                6A





                                  TRIOPAS

                  Achilles.    I won't forget the name.
     Triopas offers Achilles the heavy gold SCEPTER.




                                TRIOPAS

                  The ruler of Thessaly carries this
                  scepter. Give it to your king.

                                ACHILLES

                  He's not my king.
     Achilles walks west, away from both armies.       The soldiers
     watch him go in silence.




7    EXT. IONIAN SEA - DUSK                                           7

     We're high above the wine-dark sea, gliding north. Soon
     the Peloponnesian coast comes into view. The only break
     in the shoreline is the inlet of Laconia, and we follow it
     inland.

     The inlet ends in a natural harbor where several tall-
     masted warships are beached, sails unfurled, oars locked
     and rowing benches empty. Dozens of smaller fishing boats
     are scattered about the harbor.

     On top of the highest hill, overlooking all Sparta, stands
     a thick-walled PALACE. Torch-bearing SENTRIES, wearing
     plumed helmets and carrying long spears, man their posts.

                                MENELAUS (V.O.)

                  Princes of Troy, on our last night
                  together, Queen Helen and I salute
                  you.




8    INT. PALACE OF SPARTA - RECEPTION HALL - CONTINUOUS              8

     MENELAUS (40), king of Sparta, stands at the head of a
     massive table that spans the length of a hall lit by
     torches. A battle-scarred warrior, Menelaus is already
     halfway drunk.

     Beside Menelaus sits his wife, HELEN (25), wearing a white
     gown, head bowed, half listening to her husband. Fresh
     flowers are woven into her hair. Her beauty is so extreme
     she seems to exist in a separate realm.

                                                     (CONTINUED)





                                                            10.





8   CONTINUED:                                                    8




    The only woman in the room and the only one wearing white,
    Helen shines amidst the unwashed WARRIORS of Sparta and
    Troy. All sit at a table laden with platters of roasted
    game birds, whole fish, octopi, suckling pigs and bowls of
    fruit.

    Menelaus holds his gold wine goblet in the air, toasting
    his honored guests, HECTOR (35) and PARIS (25).
    Hector is not the best-looking man in the room, nor the
    largest, but the intensity of his expression, the regality
    of his bearing, confirms that he is a born leader.
    Paris is the best-looking man in the room, by a long shot.
    He's not paying attention to Menelaus. He's staring at
    Helen.

                               MENELAUS

                 We've had our conflicts before,
                 it's true. We've fought many
                 battles, Sparta and Troy. And
                 fought well!

    Menelaus's soldiers cheer drunkenly.    For a moment Helen
    looks up and meets Paris's gaze.

                               MENELAUS

                 But I've always respected your
                 father. Priam is a good man, a
                 good king. I respected him as an
                 adversary, and I respect him now as
                 my ally.

    More cheering, this time from the entire assembly.

                               MENELAUS

                 Hector, Paris, young princes, come,
                 stand, drink with me.
    Hector stands. Paris does not. He's still staring at
    Helen. Hector nudges his brother's shoulder. Paris
    stands.

                               MENELAUS

                 Let us drink to peace.
    Hector nods to Menelaus and raises his cup.

                               HECTOR

                 Peace between Troy and Sparta.

                                                   (CONTINUED)





                                                           11.





8   CONTINUED:    (2)                                            8




    The king and the princes drink deeply and slam their empty
    cups to the table.

                               MENELAUS

                 May the gods keep the wolves in the
                 hills and the women in our beds.
    All the men in the hall cheer and rise to their feet.

                                GUESTS

                 To Sparta!   To Troy!
    
    A band of MUSICIANS strike up their instruments; SERVANTS
    roam the hall filling goblets with wine.

    POLYDORA (20), one of Helen's handmaidens, leads a dozen
    attractive YOUNG WOMEN into the banquet hall.

    The warriors howl at the sight of the women. Soon each of
    the handmaidens is flanked by drunken soldiers.

    Menelaus grabs Hector in a bear hug. Hector gamely
    accepts the embrace. When the king releases him, both men
    spill a few drops of wine from their cups onto the floor.



    They drink the rest of their wine. Menelaus grips
    Hector's upper arm. SERVANTS refill the cups.

                               MENELAUS

                 A strong arm. Thank the gods we
                 made peace -- I've seen too many of
                 my men struck down with this arm.

                               HECTOR

                 Never again, I hope.

                               MENELAUS

                 Only one man works a sword better
                 than you. The son of Peleus the
                 Argonaut.

                               HECTOR

                 Achilles.

                               MENELAUS

                 That madman would throw a spear at
                 Zeus himself if the god insulted
                 him.

                                                  (CONTINUED)





                                                           12.





8   CONTINUED:    (3)                                            8




    Menelaus indicates Polydora, who stares at Hector openly.

                               MENELAUS

                 You see that one over there? I
                 picked her just for you. She's a
                 little lioness.
    Menelaus grins at the girl, who lowers her eyes and
    smiles. Helen notices this silent exchange but ignores
    it, conversing instead with another HANDMAIDEN who sits
    beside her.

                                HECTOR

                 Thank you.   My wife waits for me in
                 Troy.

                               MENELAUS

                 My wife waits for me right there.
    He leans forward to whisper conspiratorially in Hector's
    ear.

                               MENELAUS

                 Wives are for breeding. You
                 understand? For making little
                 princes. Come, enjoy yourself
                 tonight.
    Helen stands and walks out of the reception hall.
    Menelaus does not notice. Hector does. He raises his cup
    to Menelaus.

                               HECTOR

                 You make excellent wine in Sparta.
    Menelaus laughs and drinks with Hector.
    Paris excuses himself from the Spartan generals he's been
    speaking with and heads outside -- in the same direction
    as Helen. Hector watches with mounting agitation.




9   INT. HELEN'S CHAMBER - NIGHT                                 9

    The room is lit by a dozen tall candles. Helen removes
    the flowers from her hair and drops them into a bowl of
    water. She hears a sound and looks up. Paris stands in
    the doorway.
    For several breaths they are silent, staring at each
    other.

                                                  (CONTINUED)





                                                        13.





9   CONTINUED:                                                 9





                               HELEN

                 You shouldn't be here.
    Paris closes the door behind him.




                               PARIS

                 That's what you said last night.

                               HELEN

                 Last night was a mistake.

                               PARIS

                 And the night before?
    Helen continues removing the flowers from her hair but she
    cannot hide a half-smile.

                               HELEN

                 I've made many mistakes this week.
    He approaches her.

                               PARIS

                 Do you want me to go?
    His hands are on her now, sliding down her bare neck, down
    her back, resting on her hips. His mouth is very close to
    her ear. Helen closes her eyes.

                               HELEN

                         (whispering)
                 Yes.
    Paris kisses her neck, her ears, her closed eyes. The
    tightness we saw in her face when she sat by her husband's
    side is gone, replaced by ecstasy.

                               PARIS

                         (whispering)
                 Where should I go?
    She kisses him back now and there's a hunger in her
    kisses, something close to violence in her desire. She
    lifts off his tunic and pulls him nearer.

                                HELEN

                          (whispering)
                 Away.   Far away.
    In a moment the white gown slips to her feet. He stares
    at her naked body in wonder. He opens his mouth to speak
    but she kisses him full on the lips. They sink onto the
    bed.




                                                            14.





10   INT. PALACE - RECEPTION HALL - NIGHT                         10




     As more and more wine gourds are emptied, the scene grows
     rowdier. An impromptu choir of Spartan and Trojan
     soldiers drunkenly sing battle songs.



     Polydora sits on Menelaus's lap. She whispers in his ear
     while he laughs and drains another cup of wine. Bits of
     roasted boar fleck his thick red beard.
     Hector sits nearby, half engaged in conversation with
     several Spartan generals. He's clearly not happy that his
     brother's still missing.




11   INT. HELEN'S CHAMBER - NIGHT (LATER)                         11

     Helen lies naked on her bed. In the candlelight her
     flanks are mapped with copper trails of sweat. She
     watches Paris, who stands bedside pulling on his clothes.

                             PARIS

               I have something for you.
     From his tunic he pulls a necklace of baby pearls threaded
     with silver. He sits beside her in bed.

                             PARIS

               Pearls from the sea of Propontis.
     Paris strings the pearls around her neck.

                              HELEN

               They're beautiful.
                       (beat)
               But I can't wear them.    Menelaus
               would kill us both.

                             PARIS

               Don't be afraid of him.

                             HELEN

               I'm not afraid of dying. I'm
               afraid of tomorrow, watching you
               sail away and knowing you'll never
               come back.
     She runs her fingers across his jaw line.

                             HELEN

               Before you came to Sparta I was a
               ghost. I walked and I ate and I
               swam in the sea, but I was a ghost.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                              15.





11   CONTINUED:                                                     11





                                PARIS

                  You don't have to fear tomorrow.
     Helen watches him, unsure what he means.




                                  PARIS

                  Come with me.
     For a long moment they stare into each other's eyes.

                                HELEN

                  Don't play with me, prince of Troy.
                  Don't play.
     The sounds of footsteps and laughter outside the door
     startle them. Paris halfway unsheathes a KNIFE hanging
     from his belt.
     Whoever's walking by the door passes without stopping.
     Paris sheathes his knife, kneels beside the bed and takes
     her hand.

                                 PARIS

                  If you come we'll never  be safe.
                  Men will hunt us and the  gods will
                  curse us. But I'll love   you.
                  Until the day they burn  my body I
                  will love you.
     Helen stares into Paris' eyes, contemplating the
     impossible.




12   INT. PALACE - COURTYARD - LATER                                12

     A group of TROJAN SOLDIERS lies on goatskins and furs
     around a bonfire built in the middle of the courtyard.
     Some sleep; some continue to drink and sing old Trojan
     songs.
     Hector stands by the fire, conferring with TECTON (30), a
     bull-necked captain of the elite Apollonian Guard.

                                HECTOR

                  Make the proper offerings to
                  Poseidon before we sail. We don't
                  need any more widows in Troy.

                                  TECTON

                  Goat or pig?

                                HECTOR

                  Which does the Sea God prefer?

                                                     (CONTINUED)





                                                             16.





12   CONTINUED:                                                    12





                                TECTON

                          (smiling)
                  I'll wake the priest and ask him.



     Tecton bows and exits the courtyard. Hector sees Paris
     slinking past the bonfire, sneaking toward his quarters.

                                HECTOR

                  Paris!
     Paris turns, smiles and waves, acting as if he hadn't seen
     Hector before. He ambles over to join his brother.

                                HECTOR

                  You should get to bed. We won't
                  sleep on land again for weeks.

                                PARIS

                  I have no trouble sleeping on the
                  seas. The sea nymphs sing
                  lullabies to me.

                                HECTOR

                  And who sang lullabies to you
                  tonight?
     Paris freezes for a moment but quickly regains his poise.

                                PARIS

                  Tonight? Tonight was the
                  fisherman's wife. A lovely
                  creature.

                                HECTOR

                  I hope you didn't let the fisherman
                  catch you.

                                PARIS

                  He's more concerned with the fish.
     Paris smiles and starts to walk away but Hector holds him.

                                HECTOR

                  You do understand why we're in
                  Sparta?

                                PARIS

                  For peace.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                               17.





12   CONTINUED:    (2)                                                 12





                                HECTOR

                  And you do understand that
                  Menelaus, King of Sparta, is a
                  powerful man? And that his
                  brother, Agamemnon, King of
                  Mycenae, commands all the Greek
                  forces?

                                PARIS

                  What does this have to do with the
                  fisherman's wife?
     Hector seizes Paris's face between the palms of his hand.
     Not a violent gesture, exactly, but not gentle, either.

                                HECTOR

                  Paris. You're my brother, and I
                  love you. But if you do anything
                  to endanger Troy I'll rip your
                  pretty face from your pretty skull.
     He kisses Paris on the forehead.

                                HECTOR

                  Get some sleep. We sail in the
                  morning.
     Paris, a bit shocked by the encounter, stumbles away.




13   EXT. IONIAN SEA - DAY                                             13

     The TROJAN SHIP sails over the waves.




14   EXT. SHIP'S DECK - DAY                                            14

     The winds are strong. Nobody needs to row.         SAILORS tend
     the sails or play dice.
     Hector stands in the bow, leaning against the rail,
     whittling a WOODEN LION. Paris joins him.

                                PARIS

                  A beautiful morning.   Poseidon has
                  blessed our voyage.
     Hector looks at the blue sky for a moment.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                                18.





14   CONTINUED:                                                       14





                                HECTOR

                  Sometimes the gods bless you in the
                  morning and curse you in the
                  afternoon.



     Paris watches his brother work the wood. When Paris
     speaks again his tone is more sober than we've heard it
     before.

                                PARIS

                  Do you love me, brother?
     Hector rests his knife on the deck and smiles.

                                HECTOR

                  What have you done now?

                                PARIS

                  I need to show you something.
     Paris walks toward the staircase leading inside the ship.
     Hector watches him for a few seconds and then follows.




15   INT. TROJAN SHIP                                                 15

     Paris pauses in front of his cabin door.

                                PARIS

                  Before you get angry with me --

                                HECTOR

                  Open the door.
     Paris opens the door. Helen, wearing a hooded robe, sits
     on the edge of a hammock, swinging slightly. She stands.
     Hector stares at her in disbelief. He turns and glares at
     Paris.

                                HECTOR

                  If you weren't my brother I'd kill
                  you where you stand.

                                PARIS

                  Hector --
     Hector is already out the door.      Helen looks at Paris.

                                HELEN

                  We'll never have peace.

                                PARIS

                  I don't want peace.    I want you.

                                                       (CONTINUED)





                                                           19.





15   CONTINUED:                                                  15




     He kisses her -- a desperate, hungry kiss, the two of them
     against the world -- then turns and follows his brother.







16   INT. PALACE OF SPARTA - HELEN'S BEDCHAMBER - DAY            16

     Menelaus, followed by ten SOLDIERS, storms into Helen's
     room.




17   INT. HELEN'S BEDCHAMBER                                     17

     He finds Polydora polishing the queen's jewelry.    Menelaus
     grabs her arm roughly. She's terrified.

                                  MENELAUS

                  Where is she?

                                  POLYDORA

                  Who, my king?
     Menelaus draws his sword.

                                MENELAUS

                  I swear by the father of the gods
                  I'll gut you here if you don't tell
                  me.
     The handmaiden tries to speak but no words come out.
     Fortunately for her, HIPPASUS, (50), a royal advisor,
     enters the room at that moment followed by an old

     FISHERMAN (65).


                                HIPPASUS

                  She left with the Trojans, my king.
     Menelaus stares at Hippasus, who swallows and gestures at
     the fisherman. The fisherman looks as if he'd rather be
     fishing.

                             HIPPASUS

               The old man saw her board their
               ship.
     Menelaus releases the handmaiden and stares at the
     fisherman.

                                  MENELAUS

                  The Trojans?

                                                  (CONTINUED)





                                                             20.





17   CONTINUED:                                                    17





                                FISHERMAN

                  With the young prince. Paris.
                  She --



     Menelaus holds up his hand. The fisherman shuts up.
     Everyone watches the king, waiting for an explosion, but
     the news -- strangely -- seems to focus him.

                                MENELAUS

                  Get my ship ready.




18   EXT. TROJAN SHIP                                              18

     Hector walks quickly toward the stern, Paris right behind
     him. The PILOT mans the rudder.

                                HECTOR

                          (to pilot)
                  Turn us around. Back to Sparta.

                                PARIS

                  Wait, wait.
     Hector spins on his brother.

                                HECTOR

                  You fool.

                                PARIS

                  Listen to me --
     Hector shoves his brother backwards. The older brother's
     physical power is obvious. SAILORS watch in awed silence.

                                HECTOR

                  Do you know what you've   done? Do
                  you know how many years   our father
                  worked for peace? How    many
                  brothers and cousins he   lost on the
                  battlefield?

                                PARIS

                  I love her.
     The muscles in Hector's jaw bulge against his cheeks.

                                 HECTOR

                  Say another word and I'll break
                  your arm. This is all a game for
                  you, isn't it?

                                 (MORE)


                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                             21.





18   CONTINUED:                                                      18





                                HECTOR (CONT'D)

                  You roam from town to town, bedding
                  merchants' wives and temple maids -
                  - you think you know something
                  about love? What about your
                  father's love? You spat on him
                  when you brought her on this ship.
                  What about love of your country?
                  You'd let Troy burn for this woman.
     Paris starts to speak but Hector raises a warning finger.

                                HECTOR

                  I won't let you start a war for
                  her.

                                 PARIS

                  May I speak?
                          (beat)
                  What you say is true.   I've wronged
                  you. I've wronged our   father. If
                  you want to bring Helen  back to
                  Sparta, so be it. But   I go with
                  her.

                                 HECTOR

                  To Sparta?   They'll kill you.

                                PARIS

                  Then I'll die fighting.
     Hector laughs bitterly.      He grabs the collar of Paris's
     tunic.

                                HECTOR

                  That sounds heroic to you, doesn't
                  it? To die fighting. Tell me,
                  little brother, have you ever
                  killed a man?

                                PARIS

                  No.

                                HECTOR

                  Have you ever even seen a man die
                  in combat?

                                PARIS

                  No.
     Hector's face is flushed with anger.      Paris tries to look
     away but Hector won't let him.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                                 22.





18   CONTINUED:    (2)                                                 18





                                 HECTOR

                  I've killed men, brother. I've
                  watched them dying, I've heard them
                  dying, I've smelled them dying.
                          (beat)
                  There's nothing glorious about it,
                  nothing poetic. You think you want
                  to die for love, but you know
                  nothing about dying. You know
                  nothing about love.

                                PARIS

                  All the same, I go with her.
     Hector releases his brother.        He stares at the sea.

                                PARIS

                  I won't ask you to fight my war.
     Hector shakes his head, still staring into the waves.

                                HECTOR

                  You already have.
     For a long time Hector is silent. Finally he turns to the
     pilot, who awaits the prince's command.

                                HECTOR

                  To Troy.
     Hector walks away from his brother.




19   EXT. MYCENAE HARBOR - DAY                                         19

     Three WARSHIPS are anchored in the harbor.
     Menelaus, followed by Hippasus and a retinue of SOLDIERS,
     climbs the long stone staircase that leads to the walled
     city of Mycenae, a citadel hewn from the hilltop rock.




20   INT. MYCENAE CITADEL - THRONE ROOM - DAY                          20

     Menelaus and his followers enter the throne room.
     Treasures from various conquests fill the room: statuary
     and urns and intricate gold work. Armed GUARDS stand at
     their posts.

                                                     (CONTINUED)





                                                             23.





20   CONTINUED:                                                    20




     Only Agamemnon is seated, on a beautiful throne carved
     from solid oak. Two robed NOBLES are addressing him when
     Menelaus enters -- they move away as the Spartans
     approach.



     Agamemnon stands.     The two kings embrace.

                                AGAMEMNON

                  Your messenger came two days ago.
                  I know what happened.
     Menelaus's face darkens, his rage barely submerged.

                                MENELAUS

                  I want her back.

                                AGAMEMNON

                  Of course you do. She's a
                  beautiful woman.

                                MENELAUS

                  I want her back so I can kill her
                  with my own two hands. I won't
                  rest until I've burned Troy to the
                  ground.

                                AGAMEMNON

                          (smiling)
                  I thought you wanted peace with
                  Troy.

                                MENELAUS

                  I should have listened to you.

                                AGAMEMNON

                  Peace is for the women and the
                  weak. Empires are forged by war.

                                MENELAUS

                  All my life I've stood by your
                  side, fought your enemies. You're
                  the eldest, you reap the glory --
                  this is the way of the world. But
                  have I ever complained, brother?
                  Have I ever asked you for anything?

                                AGAMEMNON

                  Never. You're a man of honor.
                  Everyone in Greece knows this.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                            24.





20   CONTINUED:    (2)                                            20





                                MENELAUS

                  The Trojans spat on my honor. An
                  insult to me is an insult to you.




                                AGAMEMNON

                  And an insult to me is an insult to
                  all Greeks.

                                MENELAUS

                  Will you go to war with me,
                  brother?
     Menelaus reaches out his hand. Agamemnon looks into his
     eyes. Finally he nods and clasps hands with his brother.




21   INT. MYCENAE CITADEL - THRONE ROOM - NIGHT                   21

     Agamemnon paces the vast, torch-lit room. Nestor sits at
     a wooden table. Spread out on the table before him is a
     rough map of Greece and environs, painted on a tanned goat
     skin.

                                AGAMEMNON

                  I always thought my brother's wife
                  was a foolish woman. But she's
                  proven to be very useful. Nothing
                  unifies a people like a common
                  enemy.

                                NESTOR

                  The Trojans have never been
                  conquered. Some say they can't be
                  conquered.

                                 AGAMEMNON

                  I haven't tried yet.
                          (beat)
                  Old King Priam thinks he's
                  untouchable behind his high walls.
                  He thinks the Sun God will protect
                  him. But the gods only protect the
                  strong.
                          (points at map)
                  If Troy falls, I control the
                  Aegean.

                                NESTOR

                  Hector commands the finest army in
                  the east. And Troy is built to
                  withstand a ten-year siege.

                                                   (CONTINUED)





                                                            25.





21   CONTINUED:                                                   21





                                 AGAMEMNON

                  There won't be a ten-year siege.
                  I'll attack them with the greatest
                  force the world has ever seen. I
                  want all the kings of Greece and
                  all their armies.
                          (beat)
                  Send emissaries in the morning.
     Nestor stands and prepares to leave.

                                 NESTOR

                  One last thing.
                          (beat)
                  We need Achilles and his Myrmidons.
     Agamemnon shakes his head.

                                AGAMEMNON

                  Achilles can't be controlled.   He's
                  as likely to fight us as the
                  Trojans.

                                NESTOR

                  We don't need to control him. We
                  need to unleash him. The man was
                  born to end lives.

                                 AGAMEMNON

                  Yes, he's a gifted killer, but he
                  follows no king. He threatens
                  everything I've built.
                          (beat)
                  Before me Greece was nothing, a
                  province of warlords and cattle
                  raiders. I've brought all the
                  Greek kingdoms together -- with the
                  sword when necessary, with a treaty
                  when possible. I've created a
                  nation out of fire-worshippers and
                  snake-eaters.
                          (beat)
                  I build the future, Nestor.
                  Achilles is the past, a man who
                  fights for no flag, a man loyal to
                  no country.
     Nestor waits a respectful moment before replying.

                                                   (CONTINUED)





                                                              26.





21   CONTINUED:    (2)                                              21





                                 NESTOR

                  Your words are true. But how many
                  battles have we won off the edge of
                  his sword?
                          (beat)
                  This will be the greatest war the
                  world has ever seen. We need the
                  greatest warrior.
     Agamemnon thinks about it, pacing the room.       Finally --

                                AGAMEMNON

                  There's only one man he'll listen
                  to.

                                NESTOR

                  I'll send a ship in the morning.




22   EXT. ITHACA - DAY                                              22

     A lean, bearded SHEPHERD (40) sits on a hillside looking
     over the Ionian sea.
     Beside him sits his faithful hunting dog, ARGOS. They
     watch a troop of EMISSARIES climb the steep hill. The
     emissaries are panting for breath by the time they reach
     the hilltop.

                                EMISSARY #1

                  Greetings, brother. We were told
                  King Odysseus is here in the hills.

                                SHEPHERD

                  Odysseus? That old bastard drinks
                  my wine and never pays.

                                EMISSARY #2

                  You ought to respect your king,
                  friend.

                                SHEPHERD

                  Respect him? I'd like to punch him
                  in the nose. He's always pawing at
                  my wife, trying to tear her clothes
                  off.
     The emissaries, embarrassed, begin walking away.       The
     shepherd watches them go.

                                                     (CONTINUED)





                                                             27.





22   CONTINUED:                                                         22





                                SHEPHERD

                          (to Argos the dog)
                  I hope Agamemnon's generals are
                  smarter than his emissaries.



     Emissary #1 turns to look at the shepherd.

                                EMISSARY #1

                  What did you say?
     The shepherd scratches behind Argos's ears.      The dog wags
     his tail happily.

                                SHEPHERD

                  You want me to help you fight the
                  Trojans.

                               EMISSARY #1

                  You're --
     Emissary #1 exchanges glances with his compatriots.
     They're confused. Finally the chastened emissaries bow.

                                EMISSARY #1

                  Forgive us, King Odysseus.
     Odysseus stands and looks down at his dog.

                                ODYSSEUS

                  Well, I'm going to miss my dog.

                                EMISSARY #2

                  King Agamemnon has a favor to ask
                  of you.
     Odysseus smiles and rubs his dog's head.

                                ODYSSEUS

                  Of course he does.




23   EXT. SEASIDE CLIFF - LATE AFTERNOON                                23

     Achilles stands in the ruins of an ivy-covered temple on a
     cliff above the sea, sparring with his cousin Patroclus
     (17). Both men wield wooden practice swords.
     Patroclus is a talented, lean, flashy young fighter.         His
     sword whirls in the air like a thing alive.
     Achilles, by contrast, is the apotheosis of the efficient
     combatant, wasting no energy, waiting for weakness.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                            28.





23   CONTINUED:                                                   23




     Patroclus presses in on the attack.     Achilles tilts his
     head to avoid one thrust, side-steps    to avoid another.
     Spying a momentary opening he lunges    forward and taps
     Patroclus' belly with the tip of his    wood sword.




                                ACHILLES

                  You're getting fat, cousin.
     Patroclus grins and relaunches his attack, sword spinning
     with blazing speed. Achilles ducks beneath an arcing
     swing and sword-taps Patroclus on the back.

                                ACHILLES

                  Fancy swordplay. The girls must be
                  impressed.
     Patroclus grunts and charges in again. This time a
     genuine duel develops, featuring splendid repartee and
     parrying.

                                PATROCLUS

                  A little nervous, aren't you?

                                ACHILLES

                  Terrified.
     Achilles raises his right hand and Patroclus lifts his
     sword to parry the blow -- but Achilles no longer holds
     his sword in his right hand.
     Sword in hisleft hand, Achilles taps Patroclus on the
     chest. Patroclus stares down at the wood blade.

                                PATROCLUS

                  You told me never to switch sword
                  hands.
     Achilles rolls his head to loosen his neck.

                                ACHILLES

                  By the time you know how to do it,
                  you won't be following my orders
                  anymore.
     Achilles tosses aside the sparring sword. He cocks his
     head as if listening to some distant sound. Patroclus,
     oblivious to the noise, practices his swordplay.
     Achilles' foot curls around the wood shaft of one of the
     spears lying on the ground. In one impossibly fast
     motion, he flips the spear into the air with his foot,
     catches it, and throws in the opposite direction from
     where he was looking.

                                                   (CONTINUED)





                                                                29.





23   CONTINUED:    (2)                                                23




     The bronze warhead blazes between the temple's walls and
     drives into the trunk of an old fir.
     Only now do we see Odysseus, leading a black horse,
     standing inches from the quivering shaft of the spear
     blocking his path. He stares at the spear for a moment
     before ducking his head under the shaft and walking
     forward.

                                ODYSSEUS

                          (smiling)
                  Your reputation for hospitality is
                  fast becoming legend.

                                 ACHILLES

                  I don't like that smile, my friend.
                  It's the smile you smile when you
                  want me to fight in another war.
                          (beat)
                  Patroclus, my cousin -- Odysseus,
                  king of Ithaca.

                                ODYSSEUS

                  Patroclus, son of Menoetius?
     The boy nods.       Odysseus grips Patroclus's shoulder.

                                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)                                              23





                                ODYSSEUS

                  I'm not asking you to fight for
                  him. I'm asking you to fight for
                  the Greeks.




                                ACHILLES

                  Why?   Are the Greeks tired of
                  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)                                           23





                                ACHILLES

                  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.





24   EXT. BEACH - SUNSET                                         24




     Achilles makes his away across the sandy hillocks.   He
     spies a woman in the distance.







25   EXT. SEASHORE - SUNSET                                      25

     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:                                                   25




     Thetis 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)
                  He never stayed for long.
     In the distance Achilles sees a white sail. He fixates on
     the lonely spot of white on the endless expanse of dark
     water.




                                                          34.





26   EXT. AEGEAN SEA - DAY                                         26




     We soar above the greatest armada the world has ever seen.
     ONE THOUSAND SHIPS sail east, crowding the sea, churning
     the waves with their keels.



     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.




28   EXT. TROY - DAY                                               28

     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.




29   EXT. PALACE OF TROY                                           29

     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:                                                  29




     Hector 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.

                                HECTOR

                  He has a good grip.

                                ANDROMACHE

                  He's just like his father.   He even
                  hates peas.
     While this reunion is going on, Paris embraces his father,
     PRIAM (70), king of Troy. Priam is a regal-looking man
     with a shock of white hair and sharp blue eyes. He adores
     Paris.

                                PARIS

                  Father, this -- is Helen.
     Helen bows her head, paying respect.

                                PRIAM

                  Helen?   Helen of Sparta?
     Both Helen and Priam now look at Paris.

                                PARIS

                  Helen of Troy.
     If Priam is disturbed by this revelation, his face doesn't
     betray it. He leans forward and kisses the former queen
     on both cheeks. Helen didn't know what to expect -- she's
     flustered and gratified at the same time.

                                PRIAM

                  I've heard rumors of your beauty.
                  For once, the gossips were right.
                  Welcome.

                                HELEN

                  Thank you, good king.

                                PRIAM

                  Come, you must be tired.
     He leads them up the stairs and into the palace.




                                                            36.





29A   INT. ENTRANCE HALL (PALACE OF TROY)                         29A







      BRISEIS, a seventeen-year-old girl with an aristocratic
      demeanor, wearing the white robes of a temple acolyte,
      approaches the royal family. Paris smiles when he sees
      her.

                              PARIS

                Briseis! Beloved cousin, your
                beauty grows with each new moon.
      Briseis, cheeks flushing, dips her knees in deference.
      Hector approaches her now, arms open. Briseis's face
      lights up. She hugs the eldest prince. Hector kisses the
      top of her head.

                              HECTOR

                Did you miss me, little swan?
      Briseis nods.   Hector pinches the sleeve of her robe.

                              HECTOR

                A servant of Apollo now?

                              PRIAM

                The young men of Troy were
                devastated when she chose the
                virgin robes.
      Briseis' cheeks turn bright red.

                                BRISEIS

                Uncle.
      Priam laughs and kisses the girl's forehead. He takes
      three goblets of wine from a SERVANT holding a silver
      platter and hands them to Hector and Paris, keeping one
      for himself.

                              PRIAM

                I thank the gods for your safe
                return.
      The king and the princes spill a few drops of wine.

                                PRIAM, HECTOR AND PARIS

                For the gods!
      They drain their goblets.




30    INT. PRIAM'S MEETING HALL - DAY                             30

      The camera glides down the long hall, past tall columns
      and marmoreal depictions of the Olympians.

                                                   (CONTINUED)





                                                            37.





30   CONTINUED:                                                   30




     At the far end of the hall, Priam stands by an open
     archway looking over the city. Hector sits at a table
     that could seat fifty men.




                                 PRIAM

                  It's the will of the gods.
                  Everything is in their hands.
                          (beat)
                  But I'm surprised you let him bring
                  her.

                                HECTOR

                  If I'd let him fight Menelaus for
                  her, you'd be burning a son's body
                  instead of welcoming a daughter.
     Priam closes his eyes at these words.

                                PRIAM

                  We could send peace envoys to
                  Menelaus.

                                HECTOR

                  You know Menelaus. He'd spear your
                  envoys' heads to his gate.

                                PRIAM

                  What would you have me do?

                                HECTOR

                  Put her on a ship and send her
                  home.
     Priam thinks for a moment, staring out at his city.

                                 PRIAM

                  Women have always loved   Paris and
                  he's loved them back.
                          (beat)
                  But this is different.    Something
                  has changed in him. If    we send her
                  back to Menelaus, he'll   follow.
     Hector stands and joins his father in the archway. He
     gestures outside. The city of Troy teems with life, the
     CITIZENS going about their business.

                                HECTOR

                  This is my country. These are my
                  countrymen. I don't want to see
                  them suffer so my brother can have
                  his prize.

                                (MORE)


                                                   (CONTINUED)





                                                             38.





30   CONTINUED:    (2)                                             30





                                 HECTOR (CONT'D)

                          (beat)
                  It's not just the Spartans coming
                  after her. By now Menelaus has
                  gone to Agamemnon, and Agamemnon's
                  wanted to destroy us for years.
                  Once we're out of the way he
                  controls the seas.

                                PRIAM

                  Enemies have been attacking us for
                  centuries. Our walls still stand.

                                HECTOR

                  Father.
                          (beat)
                  We can't win this war.

                                PRIAM

                  Apollo watches over us. Even
                  Agamemnon is no match for the gods.

                                HECTOR

                  How many battalions does the Sun
                  God command?

                                PRIAM

                  Don't mock the gods.
     Hector opens his mouth to argue but holds his tongue.

                                PRIAM

                  When you were very young you came
                  down with scarlet fever.
     Hector nods impatiently.     He's heard this story before.

                                  PRIAM

                  Your little hands were so hot. The
                  healer said you wouldn't last the
                  night. I went down to Apollo's
                  temple and I prayed until the sun
                  came up.
                           (beat)
                  That walk back to the palace was
                  the longest of my life. But I went
                  into your mother's room and you
                  were sleeping in her arms. The
                  fever had broken.
                           (beat)
                  I promised that day to dedicate my
                  life to the gods. I will not break
                  my promise.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                              39.





30   CONTINUED:    (3)                                               30




     Hector takes a deep breath.       He knows Priam has decided.

                                 PRIAM

                  For thirty years I've worked for
                  peace. Thirty years.
                          (beat)
                  Paris is a fool sometimes. I know
                  that. But I'll fight a thousand
                  wars before letting him die.
     Hector looks past the city to the sea.       The waters are
     empty now, but he knows what's coming.

                                HECTOR

                  Forgive me, father. But you won't
                  be the one fighting.
     He bows and leaves the old king alone in the great hall.




32   INT. PARIS'S BEDCHAMBER - NIGHT                                 32

     Paris paces about the room. Helen stands in the archway
     looking out to the dark sea. The wind blows through her
     hair.

                                 HELEN

                  They're coming for me.
                          (beat)
                  The wind is bringing them closer.
     Paris stops pacing and stares at her.

                                PARIS

                  What if we left? Tonight, right
                  now, what if we went down to the
                  stables, took two horses and left.
                  Ride east, keep riding --

                                  HELEN

                  And go where?

                                PARIS

                  Away from here. I could hunt deer,
                  rabbit. I could feed us.

                                HELEN

                  This is your home --

                                PARIS

                  You left your home for me.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                            40.





32   CONTINUED:                                                   32





                                HELEN

                  Sparta was never my home. My
                  parents sent me there when I was
                  sixteen to marry Menelaus, but it
                  was never my home.
     Paris, excited with his new-hatched plan, barely listens.

                                PARIS

                  We'll live off the land. No more
                  palaces for us, no more servants.
                  We don't need any of that.

                                HELEN

                  And your family?

                                PARIS

                  We'd be protecting my family! If
                  we're not here there's no need for
                  a war.

                                HELEN

                  Menelaus won't give up. He'll
                  track us to the end of the world.

                                PARIS

                  He doesn't know these lands. I do.
                  We can lose ourselves in a day.
     Helen stands and kisses him on the lips.

                                HELEN

                  You don't know Menelaus. You don't
                  know his brother. They'll burn
                  every house in Troy to find us.
                  They'll never believe we've left --
                  and even if they do, they'll burn
                  Troy for spite.
     Paris considers her words and finally nods.

                                PARIS

                  Then I'll make it easy for him to
                  find me. I'll walk right up to him
                  and tell him you're mine.
     Helen wraps her arms around Paris and rests her chin on
     his shoulder.

                                HELEN

                  You're very young, my love.

                                                   (CONTINUED)





                                                               41.





32    CONTINUED:    (2)                                              32





                                 PARIS

                   We're the same age!

                                 HELEN

                   You're younger than I ever was.




33    EXT. TROY - DAWN                                               33

      The sun rises above Troy and the Trojan countryside.




33A   IN THE MAIN SQUARE                                             33A

      dozens of SUPPLICANTS kneel before the statue of Poseidon
      and lay down their offerings: bundles of flowers; small
      carvings; goatskins filled with wine.




33B   SOLDIERS                                                       33B

      prepare    a series of fortifications at the   beach. Men
      carrying    torches ignite giant pumice urns   filled with
      burning    pitch. Others hammer long spikes    deep into the
      sand to    hinder enemies rushing up from the   beach.
      There is little conversation and the men look tense.
      Everything is touched with an air of extreme urgency.




33C   A TEMPLE OF APOLLO                                             33C

      overlooks the beach.




33D   INSIDE THE TEMPLE                                              33D

      two PRIESTS carve strips of fat from a roasted PIG and lay
      them on the god's altar, muttering chants as they perform
      the ritual.
      Briseis, the temple acolyte, stands beside the priests,
      pouring ceremonial wine on the stone floor.




33E   MERCHANTS                                                      33E

      in the marketplace set up their stalls and display their
      goods: wine, olive oil, dates, figs, nuts and spices.
      The BRONZESMITH hammers a bronze sword into shape.




                                                          42.





33F   A SHEPHERD                                                  33F




      watches over his herd of SHEEP.




33G   A FARMER AND HIS SON                                        33G




      lead a team of yoked OXEN to the fields.




33H   FOUR FISHERMEN                                              33H

      in a small boat, a mile from shore, spread their nets in
      the water.




34    EXT. GUARD TOWER - DAWN                                     34

      Two SENTRIES stand in a guard tower on a corner of Troy's
      city walls, sipping hot broth from bowls. A large flag,
      emblazoned with Troy's HORSE EMBLEM, flies above the
      tower.
      Sentry #1 blows steam off his soup. He raises his eyes,
      blinks and squints into the distance. He bolts upright.
      Sentry #2 stands and follows his partner's gaze out to the
      sea. Both of them stand slack-jawed.




34A   A THOUSAND GREEK WARSHIPS                                   34A

      clog the horizon, sailing straight for Troy.




34B   SENTRY #2                                                   34B

      grabs a gong tapper and begins hammering the brass gong
      hanging from the tower's lintel. Sentry #1 still stares
      at the swarm of ships. No Trojan has ever seen such a
      force.




34C   SENTRIES                                                    34C

      in other guard towers hammer their warning gongs.




35    INT. HECTOR'S CHAMBER - CONTINUOUS                          35

      Hector sits on a rug by his bed, beside his wife
      Andromache, watching his son.
      The boy plays with the WOOD LION Hector carved on the
      journey back from Sparta.

                                                 (CONTINUED)





                                                          43.





35    CONTINUED:                                                 35




      The city bells begin to ring.
      Hector looks at his wife and walks to the balcony, where
      he can see over the city walls to the Aegean.



      He sees a thousand enemy sails. For a moment he stares at
      the armada before hurrying back into the palace.




36    INT. PRIAM'S MEETING HALL - DAY                            36

      Priam kneels before a grand statue of Zeus in the great
      hall. The Thunder God, his stone face a mask of rage,
      thunderbolts clutched in his stone hands, stares down at
      the old king.
      Listening to the bells, Priam takes a deep breath and Looks up
      into Zeus's eyes. The father of the gods stares back.




37    EXT. TROY - DAY                                            37

      Panic in the streets of Troy. Merchants quickly pack away
      their goods; mothers run into the streets looking for
      their children; young men hurry to the armory.




38    EXT. COUNTRYSIDE - DAY                                     38

      A mad rush to get inside the safety of the city walls.




38A   THE FARMER AND HIS SON                                     38A

      hastily load provisions onto a wagon.




38B   THE SHEPHERD                                               38B

      hurries his herd toward the Trojan gates. He's joined by
      hundreds of COUNTRY DWELLERS racing for sanctuary.




38C   THE FISHERMEN                                              38C

      row desperately for shore.




39    EXT. AEGEAN SEA - DAY                                      39

      The armada draws closer to shore. One ship sails far
      ahead of the rest. Its sail is black.




                                                            44.





40   EXT. ACHILLES' WARSHIP                                       40




     Achilles' OARSMEN holler encouragement to their shipmates
     and check to see that their boat is safely in the lead.
     Achilles stands in the prow, scanning the Trojan shore.
     Patroclus stands beside him. EUDORUS (40), a Myrmidon
     lieutenant, approaches Achilles.

                             EUDORUS

               Should we wait for the others?
     Achilles marks the progress of the other ships.      The
     nearest is a quarter-mile back.
     Those MYRMIDONS (Achilles' countrymen and comrades) not
     rowing are suiting up for battle.

                             ACHILLES

               They brought us here for a war,
               didn't they?

                                EUDORUS

               Yes, my lord.     But Agamemnon --
     Achilles stares at his officer until the man bows his
     head.

                             ACHILLES

               Do you fight for me, Eudorus?     Or
               Agamemnon?

                             EUDORUS

               For you, my lord.

                             ACHILLES

               Then fight for me. And let the
               servants of Agamemnon fight for
               him.




41   EXT. AGAMEMNON'S WARSHIP                                     41




     Agamemnon, Nestor and Menelaus stand in the ship's prow.

                             MENELAUS

               Whose ship is that?
     Nestor shields his eyes from the sun and looks.
                               Nestor
               Black sail.    Achilles.
     They watch Achilles' ship approach the beach.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                                 45.





41   CONTINUED:                                                        41





                                AGAMEMNON

                  What is that fool doing? He's
                  going to take the beach of Troy
                  with fifty men?







42   EXT. TROJAN BEACH FORTIFICATIONS - DAY                            42

     The TROJAN ARCHERS check their catgut strings one last
     time.




43   EXT. TROJAN ARMORY - DAY                                          43

     Tecton dismounts at the door of the armory and runs
     inside.




44   INT. TROJAN ARMORY - DAY                                          44

     The cavernous building is crowded with armaments: racks
     and racks of spears, swords, breastplates, and shields.
     Hector watches as hundreds of male CITIZENS rush into the
     armory and are issued weapons by TROJAN SOLDIERS. The
     faces of the men reflect fear, excitement, and resolve.
     Tecton approaches the prince and bows.

                                HECTOR

                  The Apollonian Guard?

                                TECTON

                  Waiting at the city gates.

                                     HECTOR

                  Good.
     Hector grabs the captain, LYSANDER, overseeing arms
     distribution.

                                HECTOR

                  How long before the army is ready?

                                      LSYANDER

                  Half    our    men are still coming in
                  from    the    countryside. We have to
                  arm    them,    we have to match them
                  with    the    right officers --

                                     HECTOR

                  How long?

                                                        (CONTINUED)





                                                              46.





44   CONTINUED:                                                     44





                                LSYANDER

                          (taking a deep breath)
                  Noon?




                                HECTOR

                  Make it sooner.
     We've never seen the prince in martial mode before. He
     looks different: eyes harder, mouth set and unsmiling.




                                HECTOR

                  I want patrols to scour the
                  countryside. Check every home,
                  every pasture. I want every Trojan
                  brought inside the walls. If they
                  can't walk, carry them.
     Lysander bows his head. Hector walks swiftly away,
     followed by Tecton. Lysander and the other Trojans watch
     their prince with silent respect. There is no doubt who
     leads the city.




45   EXT. ACHILLES' WARSHIP                                         45

     Though the oarsmen continue to pull, everyone is now
     armored. Achilles sees Patroclus, armed and ready to
     fight.

                                ACHILLES

                  Where are you going?

                                PATROCLUS

                  To fight the Trojans.
     Achilles shakes his head and takes Patroclus' spear.

                                ACHILLES

                  You're not ready.

                                 PATROCLUS

                  I am ready.   You taught me how to
                  fight.
     Achilles rests his hand on the back of the boy's head.

                                ACHILLES

                  And you're a good student.   But
                  you're not a Myrmidon yet.
     He gestures to the Myrmidons around them.

                                                     (CONTINUED)





                                                               47.





45   CONTINUED:                                                      45





                                ACHILLES

                  These are the fiercest soldiers in
                  Greece. Each  of them has bled for
                  me before.
                          (beat)
                  I can't fight the Trojans if I'm
                  worrying about you, cousin. Guard
                  the ship.
     Patroclus looks about the deck. The only unarmored man
     aboard is an old, ONE-LEGGED COOK, mending spears.
     Patroclus angrily strips off his breastplate and drops it
     to the deck.




46   EXT. GATES OF TROY - DAY                                        46

     Hector and Tecton gallop through the gate. They rein in
     their horses and look over the elite Apollonian Guard,
     eighty of Troy's finest soldiers, riding well-groomed,
     snorting mounts.
     When Hector speaks his voice is clear and steady.

                                 HECTOR

                  All my life I've lived by a code,
                  and the code is simple.
                          (beat)
                  Honor the gods.
                          (beat)
                  Love your woman.
                          (beat)
                  And defend your country.
     The men roar.

                                HECTOR

                  Troy is mother to us all.   Fight
                  for her!
     The men roar and thrust their spears into the air.        Hector
     leads the charge to the beach.




47   EXT. ACHILLES' WARSHIP - DAY                                    47

     Achilles stands in his ship's bow, scanning the Trojan
     dunes. He turns to face his men. He smiles.

                                ACHILLES

                  Myrmidons, we are brothers of the
                  sword. I'd rather fight alongside
                  you than any army of thousands.

                                                      (CONTINUED)





                                                             48.





47   CONTINUED:                                                    47




     The Myrmidons cheer.     Achilles points his sword toward
     Troy.

                                 ACHILLES

                  Do you know what's waiting beyond
                  that beach?
                          (beat)
                  Immortality.
     The Myrmidons raise their swords and cry out with one
     voice.
     The oarsmen give one last mighty pull on their oars and
     beach the tar-caulked keel of the warship on Trojan sand.
     Achilles puts on his helmet, grabs a coiled rope anchored
     to a bronze cleat, and rappels down to the beach. The
     Myrmidons follow him, tossing the ropes off the deck and
     shimmying down to the beach.




48   EXT. TROJAN BEACH FORTIFICATIONS - CONTINUOUS                 48

     The archers behind the fortifications watch the Myrmidons
     climb down from their ship.
     Their CAPTAIN raises his hand:     wait... wait...
                               CAPTAIN of archers
                  Now!
     The archers rise and release their arrows.




49   EXT. TROJAN BEACH - CONTINUOUS                                49

     Hundreds of arrows whistle    through the air. Four of the
     Myrmidons climbing down cry    out as arrows hit them; they
     tumble into the sea. Other     arrows rip into the packed
     sand or zip harmlessly into    the water.
     The Myrmidons, clustered together   and holding their
     shields above their heads, look to   Achilles. Achilles
     makes a hand signal. Half his men    split off and run to
     the fortifications on their left,   howling like wolves as
     arrows rain down.




50   EXT. ACHILLES' WARSHIP - CONTINUOUS                           50

     Patroclus huddles under the railing beside the cook as
     arrow after arrow screams by. A flaming arrow hits one of
     the sails, and then another. The sails begin to burn.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                            49.





50   CONTINUED:                                                   50





                                ONE-LEGGED COOK

                  Help me get the sails down!
     The cook limps over to the sails, ignoring the arrows that
     rain around him. Patroclus takes a deep breath and runs
     in a crouch to the cook. Together they lower the burning
     sails.




51   EXT. TROJAN BEACH - DAY                                      51

     Achilles sprints toward the archers, half his men behind
     him. The archers let off another volley. More Myrmidons
     fall.




52   EXT. AGAMEMNON'S SHIP - DAY                                  52

     Agamemnon, Menelaus, and Nestor watch the battle from the
     prow of their ship. They're still half a mile away.

                                AGAMEMNON

                          (in awe despite himself)
                  The man wants to die.
     We hear SHOUTS of "Achilles!" from the other ships, a
     great clamor as men bash the flats of their swords against
     their shields and cheer their hero on.
     Agamemnon hears the cheering. He grits his teeth and
     glares at the distant Achilles. Nestor notices
     Agamemnon's barely concealed fury. He speaks quietly, so
     no one else can hear.

                                NESTOR

                  Give him his battle.   You'll take
                  the war.

                                AGAMEMNON

                  Give him too many battles and the
                  men will forget who's king.




53   EXT. TROJAN PLAIN - DAY                                      53

     Hector and his men near the high dunes, galloping at
     breakneck speed.




54   EXT. TROJAN BEACH - CONTINUOUS                               54

     Achilles, three arrows in his shield, sprints across the
     sands. Arrows tear through the air about him. No man
     alive can run with Achilles.

                                                (CONTINUED)





                                                          50.





54    CONTINUED:                                                 54




      He leaps over the fortification, sword flashing before his
      feet ever touch the ground. The archers crumple to the
      ground as Achilles' sword cuts through them.



      In a moment the Myrmidons catch up to Achilles and lay
      into the archers. Within seconds they massacre them.
      Achilles turns and nods to the temple: the next target.
      Eudorus gasps for air. Achilles regards him with
      amusement.

                                 ACHILLES

                   Breathe, my friend.
      Eudorus takes two deep breaths. Achilles dashes for the
      temple. His Myrmidons follow behind.




54A   EXT. TEMPLE OF GOLD                                        54A

      The archers at the temple unleash a fusillade of arrows.
      Every few yards another Myrmidon falls. Several of them
      are wounded, but if they're not dead they keep moving
      forward.




55    EXT. AJAX'S SHIP - CONTINUOUS                              55

      Ajax's ship is one hundred yards from shore. Legendary
      AJAX (30) -- a huge man, brutally muscled, head shaved,
      face and body scarred -- stands in the prow, watching
      Achilles.

                                 AJAX

                   Look at him, hogging all the glory.
      He walks over to his rowers, grabs an oarsmen on the front
      bench under the armpits and tosses him away. Ajax sits,
      grabs the oar handle, and begins rowing maniacally, the
      veins in his massive arms bulging through the skin.

                                 AJAX

                   Row, you lazy whores, row!   Greeks
                   are dying!
      The oarsmen redouble their efforts and the ship leaps over
      the waves toward the shore.




56    EXT. TROJAN BEACH DUNES - DAY                              56

      Hector and the Apollonian Guards rein in their horses atop
      the dunes. Hector sees Ajax's ship plowing into the
      beach. Hundreds of other ships are close behind.




                                                           51.





56A   EXT. BEACH DEFENCES                                         56A




      The Trojan archers rain arrows down on Ajax's ship.
      Several flaming arrows catch in the hull and begin to
      burn.







56B   EXT. TROJAN BEACH DUNES - DAY                               56B


                              TECTON

                We can't hold the beach, my prince.
      Hector sees where Achilles and the Myrmidons are heading.

                              HECTOR

                They're trying to take the temple.

                              TECTON

                No believer would spill blood in
                Apollo's temple.
      Hector, increasingly uneasy, watches Achilles dodge
      arrows. He turns and points to the spot where Ajax's ship
      has landed.

                              HECTOR

                        (to an Apollonian officer)
                The archers need help. Burn as
                many ships as you can, but don't
                sacrifice yourself. Bring the men
                back to the city.
      The OFFICER bows and leads 60 Guards to the
      fortifications.

                              HECTOR

                        (to Tecton)
                Follow me.
      He gallops toward the temple, Tecton and his men behind
      him.




57    EXT. TEMPLE OF APOLLO - DAY                                 57

      Achilles, his shield now quilled with arrows, hurls his
      spear. It catches the closest archer just above the
      breastplate, tearing through the man's throat.
      The archers near by throw down their bows and take up the
      spears racked behind them.

                                                   (CONTINUED)





                                                              52.





57   CONTINUED:                                                     57




     But Achilles is already upon them, cutting them down with
     ruthless precision. Every time his bronze sword flashes
     through the air another Trojan falls, and Achilles keeps
     sweeping through them, his face painted with Trojan blood.



     The other Myrmidons are fighting beside their leader now,
     and the Trojan archers are no match for the Myrmidons in
     hand to hand combat. Soon the temple area belongs to the
     Greeks.




58   EXT. AJAX'S SHIP - CONTINUOUS                                  58

     Ajax and his    men rappel down the ship's hull while arrows
     rip into wood    and flesh.
     Ajax carries    a giant battle-axe and a shield twice the
     size of most    men's.
     When he reaches the surf he doesn't wait for his men; he
     roars and charges at the archers in the dunes.




59   EXT. TEMPLE OF APOLLO - CONTINUOUS                             59

     Achilles, not even breathing hard after the slaughter,
     removes his helmet and rests it on the wall. The
     surviving Myrmidons search the grounds, dispatching any
     dying Trojans.
     Eudorus hurries over to Achilles' side.

                                EUDORUS

                  The temple is secure.

                                ACHILLES

                  The Sun God is the patron of Troy,
                  our enemy. Take whatever treasure
                  you can find.
     The Myrmidons cheer and rush the temple.

                                EUDORUS

                  With your permission, my lord --

                                ACHILLES

                  Speak.
     Eudorus gestures to the sun above them.

                                EUDORUS

                  Apollo sees everything. Perhaps
                  it's not wise to offend him.

                                                     (CONTINUED)





                                                             53.





59   CONTINUED:                                                    59




     Achilles nods and walks over to the towering statue of
     Apollo in front of the temple.
     Eudorus watches in horror as Achilles climbs atop the
     statue and beheads Apollo with a swing of his sword.




60   EXT. TROJAN BEACH - CONTINUOUS                                60

     Hector and Tecton rein in their horses.

                                TECTON

                  He dares attack Apollo?
     Hector spurs his horse and races toward the invaders,
     followed by his twenty men.
     The other sixty Apollonians gallop to Ajax's landing spot.




61   EXT. TEMPLE OF APOLLO - CONTINUOUS                            61

     Achilles gazes at the sky as if waiting for the sun to
     blast him for blasphemy. Nothing happens.
     Hearing hoofbeats, Achilles turns and spots Hector and his
     men, two hundred yards away.

                                ACHILLES

                          (to Eudorus)
                  Get inside the temple, warn the
                  men.
     Eudorus hurries to warn his comrades.

                                 ACHILLES

                  Eudorus!   Wait, wait a moment.
     The Myrmidon captain stops. Achilles hefts a spear,
     judges the distance, and throws.
     One hundred yards from Achilles, the spearhead finds its
     mark: Tecton's breastplate. Tecton is knocked from his
     horse and skewered to the ground. He clutches at the
     wooden shaft, not comprehending his fate.
     Hector reins in his horse and stares at his fallen
     captain. The man is finished. Hector turns to look at
     Achilles.
     Eudorus's eyes are wide. No other man alive could have
     thrown a spear that far or that accurately.

                                                    (CONTINUED)





                                                            54.





61   CONTINUED:                                                   61





                                ACHILLES

                  Now you can go.
     Eudorus runs inside the temple.



     Hector kicks his horse and gallops toward Achilles. His
     men cry out and follow him. Achilles waits. Hector
     raises his own spear. When he is fifty yards away, he
     throws.
     At the very last moment, Achilles bends his head to one
     side, an almost lackadaisical movement. The spear rips
     through the air occupied by Achilles' head half a moment
     before.
     Achilles smiles.
     Hector draws his sword and charges, his men right behind
     him. Achilles walks, with insulting insouciance, into the
     temple.
     A series of high steps lead inside the temple. Hector and
     the Trojans dismount and proceed cautiously to the temple.




62   EXT. TROJAN BEACH - DAY                                      62

     An arrow sticks out of Ajax's leg but he doesn't seem to
     notice it. He bulls forward, giant shield held in front,
     and slams into the Trojan ranks.
     Where Achilles is all grace and speed, Ajax is brute
     force. Parrying his blows is useless: his battle axe
     splits bronze shields, bronze swords, bronze helmets.
     The sound of his axe carving through a breastplate and the
     man beneath the breastplate is like nothing else on earth.
     As Ajax drops another Trojan, he lifts his ax to the
     heavens.

                                AJAX

                  I am Ajax, breaker of stones,
                  widow-maker of Salamis! Look upon
                  me, Trojans, and despair!
     The Apollonians join the fight against the Greeks. The
     Guards are far better than the archers at hand-to-hand
     combat.




                                                         55.





63   INT. TEMPLE OF APOLLO - DAY                                 63




     Hector and his men enter the temple. Eyes adjusting to
     the gloomy light, they gingerly advance. All is quiet.
     Evidence of looting is everywhere.



     At the back of the temple, stairs lead up to the altar
     room. Hector walks toward the stairs. Blood trickles
     down the steps. Hector raises his eyes.
     Achilles stands atop the staircase, both hands wrapped
     around the hilt of his sword, the sword point resting on
     the top step. He stares down at Hector.
     WAR CRIES explode through the temple. The Myrmidons burst
     from their hiding places and rush the Trojans.
     Hector is an obvious target.   Two Myrmidons charge him,
     their spears leveled.
     If Achilles is the apotheosis of martial grace, Hector is
     something altogether different -- a man of ordinary gifts
     who has become an extraordinary warrior by dint of
     experience, endless training, and powerful intelligence.
     As the Myrmidons charge he waits. At the last moment he
     swings his sword, slicing both spearheads from their
     shafts. The Myrmidons stare at their decapitated spears.
     Hector doesn't give them a chance to recover. He pounces,
     sword flashing, and both men fall to the temple floor.
     Achilles watches from the top step. Hector begins running
     up the stairs. Achilles disappears inside the altar room.
     Another Myrmidon bounds up the stairs after Hector. The
     prince wheels about and kicks the Myrmidon in the
     breastplate. The soldier tumbles down the steps. Hector
     continues up the stairs.




64   EXT. TROJAN BEACH - DAY                                     64

     As more Greek ships make landfall, the Apollonian officer
     sees that their position is no longer defensible.

                             APOLLONIAN OFFICER

               Back to the city! Back to the
               city!
     The Trojans begin to retreat. The archers still turn to
     fire whenever there's time. Mounted Guards haul fleeing
     archers onto their horses.




                                                        56.





65   INT. ALTAR ROOM - DAY                                       65




     Hector finds the bodies of two PRIESTS. They lie on the
     stone floor, limbs splayed, throats slit.
     Sitting atop the altar, half-hidden by the shadows, is
     Achilles. He's a terrible sight to behold, splattered
     with blood, his bronze sword still dripping.

                              ACHILLES

               You must be very brave or very
               stupid, to come after me alone.
                       (beat)
               You must be Hector.
     Hector stares at Achilles a moment before kneeling by the
     dead priests' bodies.

                              ACHILLES

               A private audience with the prince
               of Troy. I'm flattered. Do you
               know who I am?

                             HECTOR

               These priests weren't armed.
     Hector closes the eyes of the murdered priests. Achilles
     jumps down from the altar and looks at the bodies.

                             ACHILLES

               I didn't kill them. Cutting old
               men's throats -- there's no honor
               in that.

                             HECTOR

               Honor?
                       (spits)
               Children and fools fight for honor.
               I fight for my country.
     Hector charges. Achilles dances back, staying just out of
     reach. Achilles looks relaxed, almost playful.

                             HECTOR

               Fight me.

                             ACHILLES

               Why kill you, prince of Troy, with
               no one here to see you fall?
     Achilles backs out of an archway opening onto the bright
     day outside. Hector follows.




                                                        57.





66   EXT. TEMPLE OF APOLLO - CONTINUOUS                          66




     Down at the beach, scores of Greek ships are on the sand.

                             HECTOR

               Why did you come here?



     Achilles gestures at the invading flotilla.

                             ACHILLES

               They'll be talking about this war
               for a thousand years.

                             HECTOR

               In a thousand years even the dust
               from our bones will be gone.




                              ACHILLES

               Yes, prince.   But our names will
               remain.
     A band of bloodied Myrmidons, led by Eudorus, emerges from
     the temple. Hector, surrounded by enemies, warily backs
     off.

                             EUDORUS

                       (to Achilles)
               The Trojans are dead.

                             ACHILLES

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

                             HECTOR

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

                             ACHILLES

               Perhaps your brother can comfort
               them. I hear he's good at charming
               other men's wives.
     Hector stares at Achilles and the Myrmidons for another
     moment before walking away.

                             EUDORUS

               Why did you let him go?

                             ACHILLES

               It's too early in the day for
               killing princes.




                                                          58.





67   EXT. TROJAN BEACH - DAY                                     67




     Thousands of Greek soldiers on the beach watch as the
     Trojans retreat, many of the archers riding behind their
     Apollonian saviors.



     Hector mounts his horse and rides back toward the city.
     When the Greeks see Achilles climbing onto the temple's
     roof they stare in awe, silent.
     Achilles raises his bloodied bronze sword toward the sun.
     The CLAMOR that erupts from the beach is deafening.
     Thousands of men cheering and yelling his name: Achilles!
     Achilles!




68   EXT. AGAMEMNON'S SHIP - DAY                                 68

     Agamemnon, still aboard his ship, waits for the gangplank
     to be lowered. His dark eyes are cold and hateful as he
     listens to the men cheering.




69   EXT. BEACH ENCAMPMENT - LATER                               69

     Soldiers tug more and more ships onto the sand. From the
     landed ships, primitive cranes are already beginning to
     lower boxes of provisions, military materiel, and horses.
     Achilles walks across the beach, carrying his helmet,
     accepting the congratulations of the troops. Ajax,
     shirtless, strides over.

                               AJAX

               Achilles!
     Achilles halts. For a moment there seems to be tension in
     the air. Everyone watches. Ajax gives Achilles a bear
     hug.

                             AJAX

               You're as fearless as a god.

                             ACHILLES

               The gods are immortal.   What do
               they have to fear?
     Ajax laughs and releases Achilles.

                             AJAX

               I'm honored to go to war with you.
     Achilles nods and grips the big man's thick arm.

                                                  (CONTINUED)





                                                              59.





69   CONTINUED:                                                       69





                                ACHILLES

                  I don't have to worry about my back
                  with you behind me.



     Achilles continues walking. He sees Odysseus walking down
     a gangplank from his ship to the beach.

                                 ACHILLES

                          (calling out)
                  If you sailed any slower, the war
                  would be over.

                                ODYSSEUS

                  I don't mind missing the beginning
                  of the war -- as long as I'm here
                  at the end.
     Achilles smiles and keeps walking. He arrives at the
     Myrmidon's newly established base. Patroclus, Eudorus,
     and the other surviving Myrmidons greet Achilles.

                                EUDORUS

                  We have something to show you.
     Achilles follows Eudorus and the grinning Myrmidons to a
     large tent twenty yards inland from their beached ship. A
     few Myrmidons hammer the last tent pegs deep into the
     sand.
     Eudorus holds open the tent flap. Achilles looks at his
     captain for a moment before entering the tent.




70   INT. ACHILLES' TENT - CONTINUOUS                                 70

     No rugs have been laid down yet, so loot from the temple
     has been stacked on the sand: gold chalices, black
     amphorae, woven tapestries, goatskins filled with sacred
     wine.
     But Achilles does not look at this plunder. Bound by the
     wrists to the center pole of the tent is Briseis, dressed
     in her white robes.
     Terrified but trying to retain her composure,      she returns
     Achilles' stare. Robes torn, hair disheveled,       bleeding
     from the lip: she still possesses her innate       dignity and
     strength.  Something changes in Achilles' eyes      when he
     looks at her.

                                                   (CONTINUED)





                                                             60.





70   CONTINUED:                                                    70





                                EUDORUS

                  The men found her hiding in the
                  temple. They thought she'd...
                  please you.




                                ACHILLES

                  Leave us.
     Eudorus bows and exits.
     Achilles pulls a small, sharp knife from his belt.
     Briseis stares at the blade.
     Achilles walks over to her and cuts the ropes that bind
     her. She sits back, rubbing the chafed skin of her
     wrists, still watching Achilles. He sheathes his knife.

                                ACHILLES

                  What's your name?
     Briseis stares at    him but doesn't answer. Achilles
     becomes aware, for    the first time, that he's covered in
     blood. He wipes a     hand across his face. Briseis looks
     about the tent, as    if searching for a way out.

                                ACHILLES

                  You're safer in this tent than out
                  there. Believe me.

                                BRISEIS

                  You killed Apollo's priests.

                                ACHILLES

                  I've killed men in five countries.
                  But never a priest.

                                 BRISEIS

                  Then your men did.
                          (beat)
                  The Sun God will have his
                  vengeance.
     Achilles removes his bronze grieves.

                                ACHILLES

                  What's he waiting for?
     Briseis is stunned by such blunt blasphemy but she can't
     take her eyes off him, because Achilles, after all, is
     Achilles.

                                BRISEIS

                  The right time to strike.

                                                    (CONTINUED)