Bullies

What are you looking at?

Never seen goat's blood before?

- Your son. - We'll name him Astyanax.

Why did you leave me?

Let him be a lesson to us all.

You know I can get you out.

I didn't ask for that.

You sent another man out in your armour?

Hector!

When you get to the riverman, pause a while.

Your wife and your son will be there shortly.

Achilles, they're asking again for it to be returned.

Then you can give them the same answer.

They're desperate.

So find words for my grief, Odysseus.

Paint pictures of my rage

and then tell them they'll get no body from me.

*TROY : Fall Of A City* Season 01 Episode 07

Episode Title : "Twelve Days"

Please, my lady.

Let us feed him.

You've no milk left...

All I ever wanted was a child.

Now I have him, the reason I wanted him is gone.

Maybe you should let them take the baby for a while.

Get some sleep.

Why did you come here?

How is she?

I can't get her to speak.

Mother.

Listen, we've sent messengers.

We'll get him back.

Can you hear me?

Come over here.

There's no point in blaming yourself.

I want you to lead the army.

Why me?

Troilus and Deiphobus don't have your gift with the men.

They're good soldiers...

.. but you can win men's hearts.

You won Hector's, after all.

A warning though.

The city needs to know where your allegiance lies.

You love Helen, that's fine.

But from now on...

.. the city comes first.

Now tell me the truth.

Did you send messengers to the Greeks?

And?

Achilles refuses to return the body.

The Amazons are mourning their dead.

And so would we...

.. if we had a body to mourn.

What is it?

Father wants me to take over Hector's position.

And you said yes?

I have to.

For my brother.

What if they kill you too?

They won't.

I don't want to lose you.

Hey.

Listen.

I've died once in that river.

I'm not interested in dying again.

Alexander.

Father's disappeared.

You! You there.

Have you seen the King?

Sorry, my Lord.

I'm your general. Tell me where he is.

He gave strict orders. No-one was to follow him.

Open the gates.

Should we go after him?

No. Let him go.

Stop there!

Do you know me?

I've come to fetch the body of my son.

I am alone.

Don't waste my time, boy.

Put a knife in my chest

or take me to the man who killed my son.

I'm a Myrmidon, sir.

One of Achilles' men.

Then it's my lucky day, isn't it?

Let's go.

You shouldn't have to see this.

What's your name?

Kaidas, sir.

Tell him I'm here, Kaidas.

Give him this.

Achilles.

King Priam is here.

You know why I came.

Go home, old man.

There's nothing here for you.

I won't leave till I have him.

I'm staying until he grants me my request.

Tell him.

Hector?

Hector, is that you?

No, it's me, Alexander.

Alexander.

Come here. Come here.

OK. OK. It's OK.

It's OK.

Where's Priam?

Where is he?

If you don't leave before it's light,

I can't protect you from what might happen.

I told you.

I'm not going back alone.

I'd rather die here with my son.

Bring him in.

Hector brought this on himself.

On the beach.

He showed no mercy.

We know what he did.

His mother wants to bury him...

.. like you buried Patroclus.

Your son is not worthy of burial.

Why was Patroclus in your armour?

I refused to fight.

And the reason?

The King.

Agamemnon took my spoils.

A girl from Cilicia.

He took her for his own when he'd done nothing to win her.

- So you took offence? - Yes.

So...

.. why did Patroclus disobey you?

Patroclus insisted we did our duty.

Defend what was ours.

I told him not to do it and he wouldn't listen.

Not everyone has your strength, Achilles.

It takes a mighty pride...

.. to do nothing when the world is falling around you.

Patroclus was reckless.

He was human.

Say it.

If I had been, he would still be here. Right?

And so would my son.

Tell me about him.

- What do you mean? - Hector.

What was he like as a child?

He was a terror. What do you expect?

Me too.

His mother spoilt him. But he grew up.

He became a better man than me.

Hector had his mother's...

.. calm.

He always knew what was needed.

He...

He really was the best of men.

Get him some water.

His mother.

She will die without his body.

Brother, help me.

Please.

What happened?

You slept.

Where are your men?

Outside.

Preparing your son's body for the journey back.

I'll need a mourning period.

No fighting.

- How long? - 12 days.

You'll have it.

I'll need food for his funeral meal.

Wood from the forests for his coffin.

You'll have it.

I should go before it gets too light.

I am sorry for your loss.

Open the gates!

You refused to fight.

You sat in your tent like a woman.

And now without consultation you give him 12 days' mourning?

He came to me alone.

That was worthy of my respect.

- You should have told us he was here! - And you'd have killed him!

No.

We'd have offered him up for ransom.

Got Helen back.

Strategy. Trickery. Guile.

Is that what war is?

Is that all we are?

Enough of your mouth. Enough!

Now he lost his son!

I've given him 12 days,

on my honour.

We will observe it like men.

Is that clear?

Good.

12 days is too long.

They'll have time to reinforce the city.

Prepare an attack.

I'm not waiting for that bastard any more.

I don't trust the Greeks will hold to their side of this agreement.

No meddling from any of you.

Let the truce happen. Clear?