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"The Odyssey (1997)" Subtitle created by Aorion
THE ODYSSEY
Penelope.
We need to get her to the palace.
Oh. Odysseus.
Hurry!
- Odysseus. - Master, the baby is coming!
Take me home.
Master!
Tell them to make ready.
Just think of us. just you and I.
Lying on the shore.
Hold tight. Give me the pain.
Master!
Master.
It is coming. It is coming. Odysseus.
- You must get her to the palace. - It is coming.
Come this way.
Come.
Come this way.
Here.
There.
The baby is coming!
Mistress Anticlea! Mistress Anticlea!
Mistress Anticlea! Mistress Anti...oh!
Queen Penelope's baby is coming!
The baby is coming.
Oh, the queen. Queen Penelope's baby...
Calm yourself, boy.
Hold me. Hold me. Hold me in your eyes.
A boy.
I love you.
Show him his new home.
Do you see, Telemachus?
Ithaca.
Your kingdom.
Yes.
Do you see how beautiful?
Do you?
Yes.
Look Look.
This day was the proudest day of my life.
My sweet Penelope and the gods had given me a son.
But at the same moment, the world we built together
was changed forever.
Dark news was coming to my shores.
My beloved Greece was at war with Troy.
A kingdom, far across the seas.
The mightiest of my fellow kings,
Agamemnon and Menelaus themselves, came for me.
Sworn to a blood oath of allegiance.
and bound by honor to protect my land,
I was forced to leave my home,
not knowing if I would ever see my wife
and child again.
I am Odysseus, king of Ithica.
And this... is my story.
No.
You must it leave here.
The bow. Now, belongs to your son.
My grandson.
You alone, will teach him to string it
when he is grown.
- Mother. - No.
I see, it is war.
Eurybates.
Summon the captains. Assemble the crews.
We sail for Troy.
Troy. Gods be with us.
Athena, my goddess, you have always protected me.
Yet today you remain silent.
Tell me. Is there no way to avoid this war?
Athena.
Speak to me.
No tears.
No tears.
He is strong like you.
He doesn't cry.
- Promise me you will return. - I cannot.
Troy does not fall so gently.
I love you.
- Penelope, If I cannot return ... - You will!
No, no. If I fail...
If I fail and if I die.
Don't even say the words, don't.
You must allow me to die inside of your.
You cannot live a life alone.
You'll always be my wife.
If there is a beard on his face and I still hadn't come,
you will choose another.
And you will marry.
And you will give our son a kingdom.
Yes.
And all we have worked for.
Now promise me.
I love you.
Odysseus.
I will be alive.
Alive like this tree
around which we built this world.
I will wait.
Antiphus.
Joint a farewell song.
Set the sails.
Turn Troy to dust.
Return with the spoils of enemies you slain.
And my heart will rejoice.
Give Penelope the same strength you gave to me.
I will care for your son as I cared for you.
The gods of sea and sky carried me towards Troy.
My warriors at my side.
But I was alone.
You're really, Eurylochus! He is infected with a lying sickness.
I am telling you, it's true.
The walls of Troy reach to the clouds.
I see you are no longer with me, Athena.
And it's alright.
I can do everything myself.
Ha. Is that any way to speak to your protector?
Athena!
I think the wine swells your head, my Odysseus.
Are you drinking because you fear your future?
Me? I am afraid of nothing.
I am teasing you. You are anger with me.
Athena. You could have only persuaded Agamemnon,
on the day of my son's birth, no less.
I am a goddess after all. I have other duties.
And don't forget. I can be seen by whom I choose.
I did not want you to escape this journey,
because I want you to go.
I want you, my brave Odysseus, to defeat the Trojans.
I have fought long enough.
No, your destiny is to do battle to become immortal.
To have your name on the lips of endless generations.
No. I have no need to be remembered by endless generations.
Odysseus. You cannot lie to me. I know your true character.
I know your pride.
Your vanity.
You even surround yourself with men who would not refuse you.
Look at them. I fear for you.
Giant Polites, he is stubborn beyond words.
That's what makes him relentless.
Eurylochus, lies even more than you.
Eurylochus is the best blacksmith in all Greece.
Anticlus. His curiosity will always bring him trouble.
I can see TROY!
That's what makes him fearless.
You see the good in them because they love you.
You must use this scope to defeat the Trojans.
You must be brave, my Odysseus.
I have no fear
as long as you are with me.
Year after year, we fought beneath Troy's walls.
I stood with the mighty Achilles,
fight to fight against Hector.
The Trojan's most ferocious warrior, and his troops.
Thousands of men died where they fell.
While mothers and wives spent endless sleepless nights.
And no one knew whose side the gods were on.
Stop!
Play, play, play!
Fight. Fight. Fight! Fight!
Achilles! Hear me, Greek!
It is I, Hector, defender of Troy, who challenge you.
Here, before the gods and your own people,
I will tear open your chest
suck out your beating heart...
and spit your blood in the faces of your slaves.
Hector!
Yah!
Hector is mine!
Mine!
Mine.
He's mine!
He's mine!
I killed Hector!
I will bury Troy!
In the 7th year of blood.
Achilles, god among man, was slain.
Our hope was lost.
Troy, had taken the best of us
and still remain locked.
The word on each Greek soldiers' lips was : Surrender.
But I refused to accept so much death in vain.
I had a plan.
And I convinced my comrades.
There was a way to enter Troy.
King Priam.
Built from their forgotten ships.
A worthy trophy.
Let me go! Let me go!
Mercy, good king. Have mercy on an old man.
It was I who convinced the Greeks to retreat.
I told them to make this offering to you, great king.
To my brothers, after 10 years of war, you have won.
and no one will ever enter the walls of Troy.
I convinced them to build this mighty horse, as a gift of surrender to you.
And for my troubles, they branded me a coward.
- And left me here to beg. - Good.
Mighty Priam, give me life. And I'll be your slave.
Any fool can see that he is lying!
Laocoon, the soothsayer.
He will ruin us.
That man has never spoken the truth!
Good king, I swear it!
Beware the Greeks, and their gifts!
Ha-ha-ha...
Ha-ha-ha...!
Beware! Poseidon has sent his sea serpent.
It's a sign!
Your soothsayer has offended Poseidon with his lies!
You must accept the Greeks' gift!
Wheel it to the gates.
Drop the rope.
Greeks!
Do you see? You gods of sea and sky.
I conquered Troy! Me, Odysseus!
A mortal man of flesh and blood and bone and mind!
I do not need you now.
I can do anything.
Odysseus, why do you defy me?
Who are you?
It is I, Poseidon. God of the wine dark sea.
You have already forgotten how I helped you.
Help me?
For 10 years, you played with us as with toys.
For 10 years, you let blood spilled your shores!
But it was my serpent who silenced Laocoon
or your horse was doomed.
Yet, you refuse to give thanks.
You forget a man is nothing without the gods.
You will suffer for this offense.
For your arrogance, you will drift on my sea for an eternity.
Never again will you reach the shores of Ithaca.
You cannot stop me!
You will suffer.
Odysseus!
Look what we have!
No one.
No one will stop me from seeing Ithaca.
Victorious, defiant, I sailed from Troy.
My mind filled only with the thoughts of the home.
I had not seen for 10 years.
You see, Telemachus. It is easy.
Telemachus?
- Telemachus, where are you? - You can't catch me.
I can still catch you.
And yes, I will. Ha ha ha.
You won't catch me. You won't catch me.
- Mother, mother, save me! - Hoy!
Mother. Mother.
Mother! Mother! Save me!
You save me.
- Oh. - Mother.
Oh.
Aw! Oh.
Telemachus.
Where are you suppose to be?
In the field shooting sheep.
Eumaeus, take Telemachus back.
Come on boy, come on.
Out.
He is just a boy.
He is not ready for man's work.
Because you would not let him grow.
- He is my son, not yours! - My son was ready for all things.
Yes, your son had his father.
Your's soon enough.
It can never be soon enough.
Each day without Odysseus last forever.
Yes.
But ...
if he does not return.
Do not say those words to me.
You cannot hide from them.
If Odysseus is dead
you must bear it and go on.
You must live for your son.
As I did.
You must raise a king!
You have a heart of stone.
Yes,
if stone can shiver and bleed.
Oh. Odysseus.
Oh. Oh.
Oh. Odysseus...
Oh. Odysseus, return to me.
Poseidon began his revenge soon enough.
For months, he blanketed the sea in fog.
Separated from the rest of the fleet,
I was lost.
Anticlus.
Nothing. Nothing but fog!
Antiphus!
When I find you, you and your flute are in the sea.
Land! It's land!
Man your oars!
- It's not Ithaca. - Row!
If men live here, they can tell us how far we wondered.
Let the others go, master. You can follow if they meet anyone.
Perimedes.
I hear it.
Sheep or goat.
And I bet I am the first to find them.
Elpenor.
Bring me gifts, for our host.
- You stay with the ship. - And let you go alone, master?
I win! An empty cave.
No women, but... plenty of cheese.
Hmm. It's good. Here.
Oy. Have some.
They keep sheep in this cave with them.
No tools.
No weapons.
Oh, oh. Oh, oh.
Oh. A million number! Oh!
No grain. No oil.
Just cheese!
- Bring the wine. - Savagers!
The wine.
We will trade it for water.
Mixed wine with water, you pig. It's too strong without.
I'm no little boy!
No. We will roll you down the hill when you are drunk.
Now.
Let us see these shepherds.
Who are you?
We are just soldiers.
We are lost.
And eating my food!
- Why not? - And enough.
It's true, we-we...
We just helped ourselves.
As you guest, we-we know.
We bring gifts, that is the custom in this part of the world, no?
That is- That is the law.
Here, we have no law. Here, we do what we want!
You...
You are not alone?
No, my brothers' at the big caves.
Where are your parents?
Our mother is a sea nymph.
Our father is the mighty god, Poseidon.
Poseidon.
I am the youngest, Polyphemes. What did you bring?
Bring.
Gifts.
We thought that...
If you would share some sheep,
we could cook you a feast.
Feast!
Cheese?
- I like meat! - Aw!
No!
- Why not? - No!
Because, man do not eat one another.
Yes, I thought so. Ha-ha-ha...
Calm down.
Who is next?
No no. Down. Down.
Take me next. Please.
Of course, if you do, then...
you would eat all the magic inside my head .
Do you know how much magic I have in here?
I will spit your head out!
But you would have learned nothing.
Poseidon's sons are not stupid.
They are not foolish.
You eat me, then you kill all the secrets of the world.
What secret? Uh?
What secret?
Anticlus, the wine.
- What is it? Aye. - It's wine.
It's a drink of the gods.
Here.
Try it.
I like it!
Yes. Another!
- What is your name? - My name?
- He is the lord of... - Please!
My name is Nobody.
No-bo-dy.
Oh, alright. Nobody.
In the morning, you will tell me more secrets, after I eat.
I will kill him now!
And after he's dead, who would move the stone?
Push. Push.
Keep it, keep quiet.
- Push! Push! - Come one.
More effort. Come on, push!
There must be another way out.
There is.
Oh, my eye! My eye!
My eye!
What have you done to me?
I cannot see!
Help! Help me, I cannot see!
Brothers! Brothers! He's blinded me!
Nobody has blinded me!
Where are you?
Where are you? Where are you?
Where are you?
I'll kill you all and eat you piece by piece!
Where are you?
Elpenor. Elpenor.
Elpenor!
I will get you! Where are you?
I will get you!
I hear you!
You can't escape! I will get you!
Where are you?
Where are you?
What-What happened?
- Man your oars! - What happened?
What happened?
Tell me!
- Man your oars! - What happened?
Master.
Polyphemus!
Polyphemus!
You gave me no choice.
Blame your father, Poseidon! It is he who made me blind you!
You hear, Poseidon! I am alive!
Odysseus is alive and you cannot stop me!
Father! Avenge me!
Father!
We sailed for months,
from cyclops island to the setting sun.
Our hearts heavy with the lost of Antiphus and his gentle flute.
Our mouths dry with thirst, desperate for water to drink,
we approached another unknown land.
Be still!
Are you surprised? Admit it.
I can see you are surprised.
Who are you?
I am Aeolus, god of wind.
This is my island,
where soft breezes and raging tempest... all begin.
Well, I am honored. But...
why do you not allow me to drink?
Because I know you, Odysseus, lord of Ithaca.
Do not be afraid. Step through the water.
I have something for you.
Come ahead!
Do not be afraid.
- Come here. - You know me?
Everyone knows Odysseus.
The great hero who built the Trojan horse.
But...
few Greeks know that you are the only one who can't go home.
Poseidon still believes he can stop me.
Poseidon. Poseidon. Poseidon this, Poseidon that.
Poseidon is a bully He's my cousin. He's arrogant, he's selfish.
He forgets that the sea is nothing with the wind.
And who is the god of the wind?
Guess who is the god of the winds?
I am. I am.
We'll get back at him. Give me this.
Give me this, Odysseus.
Thank you.
We'll get back at him.
Up here!
These winds, very stubborn!
I have left only the West wind free.
In 9 days, it will blow you and your ship to Ithaca.
Now here. Catch!
Why are you helping me?
Because you are the first mortal ever to use his mind!
And you understand that there is always something to learn!
Now go!
And you better not open that sack.
Lucky Odysseus.
We find water. He finds gold.
Maybe something better.
No.
Leave it alone.
I will tell you when we reach Ithaca, not before.
Soon. Aeolus had promised me
Soon, I will see my Penelope, my family, my home.
Fly.
Tell Penelope I would not sleep till we embrace in my bed.
Go!
Bring the grain!
Move along! Move it along!
My hear flutters, as if...
I am afraid to say it.
Finally, he sleeps.
Now, let's open the sack.
It must be full of treasure.
We will bet.
Polites.
- What do you say it is? - I don't care.
But I want my share.
Perimedes?
You cannot open it. It is the master's.
- What is the master's is ours. - Odysseus can keep it.
- I just wanted to see it. - Well, I'll have a share of it too.
Now, I say it's gold.
Ithaca!
Ithaca! It's Ithaca!
Ithaca.
We are home!
- I must wake the master. - No.
Move, and I will cut your head off.
Once we land he will never show us what's in that sack.
A strange feeling woke me.
Yes.
He's coming.
Master! Orrff...
Hurry Hurry!
Quiet.
- Come on! - Slice it open.
What have you done?
What have you done?
Pull the sails!
Pull the sails!
I told you. I told you not to open this till Ithaca!
Not till Ithaca!
What have you done?
What have you done?
Are you fools? You betrayed me!
You betrayed me!
You fools!
You fools!
You betrayed me!
Where have you been?
Is that a ship?
I have held Ithaca in my eyes.
Only to have my hopes of reaching Penelope
crushed by the fury of the unlocked winds.
Tossed in the storm,
all food and water lost.
We were set down now,
on the far side of the world.
- Food! - Stay away!
Here, master, all I could find.
You will not get 1 kernel from me.
You act alone and you starve alone.
If there is game here
I will kill it. But I...
I will share it
with my brothers.
Polites, go with him.
Eyes open.
Perimedes.
Gold and silver.
It's you who open the sack and now we all starve.
I can cut you open too.
We will cook you right here. Hm.
Quiet.
Move.
Food!
Get it!
Get it!
The pig! Get the pig!
Someone stop it!
Aim for it! And come on, stop it!
Get in front! Get the pig!
No!
Oh, stop your squealing.
Please, stop!
Please, masters. Stop it!
Where are the others?
- Captured. - By who.
Warriors, Savagers, who?
No!
It's Polites. Our Polites.
Turned into a pig!
- Ha ha ha...! - Ha-ha-ha...
- Eurylochus, enough of your games. - It is the truth! I swear it!
This is the island of a witch, a sorceress!
She turned all our brothers into animals.
- I saw it with my own eyes! - He is lying to protect himself!
What did you do, coward? Run from the fight?
- Master. - Let him speak.
For half a day we climbed up a path into these mountains.
From the woods, suddenly we heard a sweet woman's voice.
Singing, calling us in. The witch.
We came to a stone palace, surrounded by animals: lions, wolves.
We saw her from a distance ,
walking from window to window, singing her song.
She offered food and wine in her honeyed voice,
- and in they went. - But you did not go.
I stayed back, yes!
And never have I felt worst for being right!
Go on.
I crept closer and saw
there was music. The witch waved her hands
and each one of our brothers was turned into an animal before my eyes!
Impossible.
Only Polites escaped!
- It does look like Polites. - Quiet, fool!
Master, you cannot believe...
Are we to starve because of his lies.
If you touch that pig,
- I will kill your with my bare hands! - Move. Get off!
Stop!
- Get off! - Enough!
- All this is true? - On my life.
If I do not return by sunrise,
leave this place.
Master! Master!
Majesty, you cannot go!
She will cast a spell over you!
I sent them.
I bring them back.
Stay away! Don't come any closer!
Anticlus?
Where are the others?
Careful.
You're about to lose your sword, and you need it.
Hermes, the gods' messenger.
- None other. - Finally.
Athena sent you.
Please.
Take care of my sword.
Sorry. I'm not allow to touch.
Only offer you words.
Heed my advice, and reach that stone.
Which?
This one!
Here.
Eat this.
No. It's Moly.
It's poison.
I'm giving it to you. A god to a mortal
No, I refuse.
Fine.
But it is the only way to stop the witch, Circe's spell.
Don't you trust me?
She knows you are coming.
But now,
When you drink her honey potion, you will remain a man.
This will catch the witch off guard.
Draw you sword, as if to kill her.
Frighten her a little! Then she will make you an offer,
to take her to bed.
You cannot refuse a goddess.
Only then, will she surrender your men.
Farewell.
Come on! Come, you're almost there.
Come on. Come on. Come on. Don't be afraid.
You must be hungry and thirsty.
Wine with honey.
More.
Ha.
Very sweet.
I've hope for a lion for such a man.
Well. You will not change me.
No.
No.
What would you do with this knife?
End your life.
Do...
and you will never see your men again.
Odysseus.
The only way I will turn your soldiers back to man
is if you take me to bed.
Brave Odysseus.
Are you still a man?
You are gutless murderers.
I am telling you, you are gutless murderers.
At least our bellies will be full!
I believe you, Eurylochus, but I cannot stop them all!
I'm going to have your share.
Look at me, you idiot!
Come closer.
You don't recognize me?
Polites! I told you it was Polites!
- You will regret for this! - Polites!
You will remember me always!
You will remember me always!
- You will remember me! - And he will remember you!
You will always remember me!
Bring your men here.
To eat and rest.
Circe, filled our ears with music
and our minds with magical lotus blossom.
Her potions are weakening our bodies
and clouding our thoughts.
Telemachus!
- I'm going hunting. - Not with that!
Not yet!
But it's mine!
Yes.
If I am old enough to keep my father's flocks and kill his game,
- then I am old enough to use his bow. - If you can string it.
it's your's to hunt with.
If you cannot,
you will place it in your father's treasury until I give it to you.
Mistress Anticlea is going to the shore! Come quickly!
Anticlea!
Anticlea!
- Anticlea! - I can wait no longer.
If Odysseus is dead...
- I will meet him in the sea. - He is alive.
We will wait for him together. Together.
NO-OOO!
Leave me!
Anticlea!
Anticlea.
I'm ashamed.
But my stone heart has broken.
I have nothing left to bleed!
What of your family? Of me?
You are not only the mother of my husband,
You are my mother. You are my father.
You are my strength.
You are strong enough alone!
No.
You will feel me
with you.
Even...
from the land of the dead.
NO-OOO !!
Please.
You cannot stop me.
No tears.
You lie with me yet you think of your wife.
Yes.
Why?
While we shared this bed, you've forgotten her.
No.
You have given me much, Circe.
But no bare enough flesh could ever make me forget Penelope.
Not in a life time.
And not in these 5 days.
5 days?
Poor, simple Odysseus.
He thinks he has been here 5 days when it has been 5 years.
What are you playing at?
You mortals understand so little here, in my palace.
Time has no meaning.
It passes, slips by, fades, however I choose.
What seem like a day to you, even an hour
was a year outside these walls.
I saw the sun rise and set, that's impossible.
If you needed proof to you eyes,
go see your ship buried in 5 years of tide.
And on the way, wonder if your wife's memory is as strong as yours!
Or if she has found another partner!
Wake up!
- Odysseus. - Wake up!
Get up!
GET UP! GET UP!
Wake! Wake!
I see now you believed.
You conspired with Poseidon against me!
Don't blame the gods for your deeds.
You were given your men back, and yet, you lingered in my bed.
15 years, I have not seen my son
and my home.
And my mother.
Or touch your lonely wife.
You lose much more than 5 years
if you donโt open your eyes and see what you are.
No! You, open your eyes and you see who I am!
Now, you help me fine my way home
or curse them I'll kill you.
I know one man who knows the way to Ithaca.
Then tell me.
- Tiresias, the prophet. - Tiresias is dead.
If you still wish to go home, you must
first, enter the underworld.
Only there, will you find the answers you seek.
Hades.
The kingdom of the dead.
You are right to be afraid.
How do I find Tiresias?
You must cross the river of fire and sacrifice a ram,
and you must enter the fire
to find Tiresias.
Go.
5 years, gone with the tide.
5 years of pain for Penelope.
And what of my son?
He would be 15 by now.
And still without his father.
The Boy.
Lord Antinous.
Lord Eurymachus, nobles of Ithaca.
You have brought news of my father?
News?
No.
Your father is long dead.
You cannot say that, there is no proof!
Everyone who fought at Troy has long returned home.
Either Lord Odysseus is dead, lost in Poseidon's graveyard,
or
he has chose not to return,
to abandon your mother,
his kingdom,
and you.
Now, your mother will choose one of us
and marry again.
Mother.
Men are in the hall.
They say they're here for you.
Men who say my father is dead!
They have brought gifts,
I must receive them. And you must.
The custom is clear.
Welcome guests, feed them openly.
I will respect this as you father did, and so will you!
I will not!
Finish, Melanthe.
Mistress.
You are still beautiful.
The nobles of Ithaca will beg at your feet.
I will receive these men, and that is all.
They will have nothing which belongs to Odysseus.
Not his fortunes
and not his wife.
The river of fire.
Let me come with you.
No.
I must cross it myself.
You soul will burn away.
I know you would follow me now.
You have always followed me.
You are my warriors.
The time has not come to enter this house.
This house of death.
We've suffered the lost of many men,
together.
We survive,
together.
And now,
we may never be in each other's eyes
ever again.
- You will be back. - And if I'm not?
We will not reach Ithaca without you!
Yes, you will. You will.
It is I, am lost.
And if I do not return,
you row,
row without end.
You will reach Ithaca.
Stay!
Stay!
Stay back!
This ram is not for you!
Stay!
Stay!
Stay!
Antiphus!
You must show me Tiresias.
Please!
Bring me to him.
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