THE ODYSSEY
Penelope.
We must 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 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 honour 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 Ithaca.
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.
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!
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 offence.
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. - Savages!
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?
What-What happened?
- Man your oars! - What happened?
What happened?
Tell me!
- Man your oars! - What happened?
Master.
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 honoured. 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?
Pull the sails!
I told you. I told you not to open this till Ithaca!
Not till Ithaca!
What have you done?
Are you fools? You betrayed me!
You betrayed me!
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!
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, Savages, 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.
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! - 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 the 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! - 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 don't 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 back!
This ram is not for you!
Stay!
Antiphus!
You must show me Tiresias.
Please!
Bring me to him.
You have risked much
to seek a blind prophet.
Tiresias!
Bring the ram forward, offer it up.
First, show me the way.
You are a clever man, Odysseus of Ithaca,
but not a very wise one.
You keep your eyes only on your home.
Blinded, you do not see that it is the journey itself
which makes up your life.
Only when you understand this will you understand the meaning of wisdom.
No.
The wisdom.
I will find alone.
Help me find my way!
The answer has been before your eyes, every night at sea.
On this side of Poseidon's realm,
there is a constellation which never sinks beneath the horizon,
shapes like a hunter.
- The Orion. - Yes!
Sail towards it's brightest star.
And there,
You will reach the Strait of Scylla
and Charybdis.
On one side,
there is a creature, vile, ferocious.
That is Scylla.
Insatiable for blood, she lurks in the shadows
hoping to fill her belly.
And the other?
A tidal pool, Charybdis.
Her waters appear calm.
She invites you in,
but she is a thing of terror, Odysseus.
When she opens her gaping mouth,
you and all with you,
will be swallowed by her force! Ha-ha-ha.
This way, my son.
- Mother. - Yes, I am here.
Mother.
I took my own life out of grief.
I could wait no longer for you.
- Mother. - Forgive me.
You must leave this place.
Where is Penelope?
- She is waiting for you. - Where?
You must hurry.
Men are trying to steal your world.
Penelope was alive and waiting for me.
But my mother's words burned my soul.
Men would stop at nothing to steal my kingdom.
- Who's this thing? - Look at this fool!
- You are Queen Penelope? - I am the wife of king Odysseus.
I humbly...
I am humble...
What?
I am Elatus of Dulichium.
I own sheep
and pigs.
I have come
I am here
to join these noble men.
I bring gifts of
gold and wool, and music, and jugglers to your palace.
Play!
You don't stand a chance.
The finest in Dulichium.
Woman!
Bring us more wine!
I hope my father died a hero.
If he is alive, he has forgotten me.
Come.
Come with me.
The day the gods gave you to us, they took your father from me.
But he promised me, with you lying here in my arms,
that he would return alive,
as this tree around which we built own world is alive.
If he's alive, why hasn't he come?
I know your father. He is alive.
There is something you must know.
The day you father sailed,
I swore to him a promise
that if he had not returned by the time you were a man,
beard on your chin,
that I must remarry.
I will keep my promise.
We have time to wait.
You do not have your beard yet.
And these men?
I'll hold them off.
Take me to your mistress, I need to talk to her.
Queen Penelope.
All here, believe Odysseus, king of Ithaca is died.
Yes?
I do not.
Today, I will begin to weave a shroud for my lost husband.
If he is not seen in Ithaca before I finished
I will choose one of you to take his place beside me.
I will send for maidens to help you.
I alone, must do this work.
Weave alone?
We will be old man by the time you finish.
You have brought gifts to my door.
I have given you a proper feast in return.
Now I depend on your Honour. Return to your homes.
When my work is done, you will hear my decision.
We will stay where we are.
We will not leave here until you choose.
Leave slowly.
Your husband's wine is very good.
Winter turn to summer
as we neared the Straits of Scylla and Charybdis.
After a 16 year ordeal,
nothing could frighten me or my warriors.
But we have never seen what waited between those rocks.
Anticlus.
Light a torch.
There is nothing there.
Give me a torch! Give me a torch!
- Elpenor! - Push.
Get down! Push! Push!
Is it in there?
- Oh no! - No.
Come on!
Try me!
Polites.
Give it the goat.
Scylla.
Athena, protect us.
Push. Push.
Push! Push! Push!
Come on!
Come on! Try me.
AWWWWW!
Row!
Stay to the side!
Row for your lives!
Charybdis.
Hold on!
Climb! Polites, climb!
Climb!
Anticlus!
Eurylochus. Hold on!
Master! Master!
- Ahhhhh! - Polites!
Odysseus!
- Master! Master! - Eurybates!
Eurybates! Hold!
Hold! Hold!
Hold!
Anticlus.
- Master! - Anticlus.
- Master! - Hold on!
Hold on!
Master!
Awwwwwww!
Anticlus!
Eurybates!
Eurycleia!
Can't you see?
The men are thirsty!
This tapestry will never be finish.
- I will take the work if you wish. - No!
Lock the doors.
Mistress?
The door.
I will serve these filthy strangers no longer.
Drinking, sleeping where they drop.
I have to crawl over that pig, Elatus, each time I went open the treasury!
And to watch men from our own island
eat you and Telemachus out of house and home!
It's more than I can bear.
- At least there is life here now. - Melanthe, quiet.
Yes, take care, you.
I have seen the way you went after that snake, Eurymachus.
He asked me to serve him.
- I cannot refuse my mistress's guest. - Guest?
Guest leave when asked.
How much longer can we stand this?
- How much longer do we have to take, you pigs! - Calm down, Eurycleia. Calm down.
- Stop it. Listen to me. - You pigs!
Listen, I've ordered you! Do not tempt me!
They will have no meat!
They will-They will go.
You can't drive them away. They are man.
They will follow their empty bellies.
Penelope! Penelope, I've won!
Me! I've won!
Alone.
My men lost before my eyes.
I float endlessly on Poseidon sea.
Wondering when he will take my life.
People.
Where am I?
You are safe.
- I need water. - Bring him water.
I need a ship.
There are none here.
Huh?
No one comes or goes from my island.
I must-I must find a way home.
Water.
You are home.
Please do not mind my maids.
You are the first man they have seen in their lives.
I myself, have not laid eyes on one for over 100 years.
You are a goddess.
I am Calypso.
Come.
Rest.
It is only a dream.
No.
It's real.
My men.
My brothers.
They are lost.
- You must forget. - No.
- Forget.
Telemachus!
What are you doing here in the dark?
I got to kill Antinous. All of them if I have to.
Calm yourself, Telemachus.
Antinous is a warrior, he's been to battle.
He has cut man in two with his sword!
- You have not done that yet. - Now is the time.
No, it is not.
If you kill him, the others will not leave.
You will give them an excuse to turn against you.
Then tell me,
what can l I do?
Do as your father would do.
Call on those who are still loyal to him for help.
Me?
Call the assembly? Who am I?
You know who you are.
You are Odysseus' son.
Call them here.
They will listen.
Ithaca has call!
All to the assembly!
Ithaca has call!
All to the assembly!
In the name of Athena... In the name of Athena...
Hear me, good men!
Hear me!
I am Mentor, keeper of the staff.
I have long, long, long awaited for this day.
Mentor, let him speak.
Yeah. Here.
Good men.
It is I, Prince Telemachus, son of Odysseus,
King of Ithaca, who summoned you to this place.
An army of suitors has invaded my palace.
They slaughtered my oxen, my pigs, my sheep to feast on.
Soon, I will have nothing to eat myself.
They offer no proof of my father's death,
yet seek to take his place.
And before my mother's eyes,
they beat my servants and rape my maids!
I ask you. Men of Ithaca.
In my father's name.
Help me rid my house of these shameless thieves!
Good men!
Hear me!
The boy lies!
We suitors, have broken no law,
taken nothing which was not rightfully ours!
Shame lies with his mother!
We brought our precious gifts, and she took them with open arms!
Now she must choose between us
which is right.
This is your right.
She must choose.
Good men!
Not one of us should spill blood over pigs and sheep.
Ah. Yes?
- Yes! - Yeah!
We can do no more. Let us go.
- But my father... - He's dead!
You want to kill me.
Kill me. I can see it.
Wait, please! Wait!
If you will not help me, then give me a ship.
I will sail from Ithaca and find my father.
It is no use, Telemachus.
Wait.
The boy should not be punished.
If he wishes a ship, we will give him a ship.
Elders?
- You will have your ship, Telemachus. - You will have your ship, Telemachus!
Go and find your father.
- You have a reason for this? - He will end like his father.
- And if he returns? - We will greet him,
with the spear in his back.
When I touch you skin, I wonder how you got this scar.
In Troy.
The day Achilles was taken from us.
- From a battle. - A wild boar.
I was 15...
and my mother cried
tears of happiness.
Over here!
Here!
Here! Here!
Over here! Here!
HERE! HERE!
Bring him back!
You were going to leave without even thanking me for my kindness.
Don't you see. No one leaves my island!
And all that live here exist to serve me.
There'll be another ship.
Perhaps, in another 10 years, perhaps never.
Forget Ithaca.
You're home now.
You did not say goodbye to your mother.
The sorrow is on your face.
She'll try to stop me.
- You are right to fear the sea. - I am not afraid!
I have never set foot from Ithaca.
Do not worry. The gods are watching you.
- With favor. - Favor.
- They gods have cursed me. - Oh, oh, oh.
- Since the day I was born. - Ha-ha-ha.
- Let me alone. - Heh-heh-heh.
Your head is as hard as your father's.
Athena.
Uh-huh.
You? A Mentor?
When I wish to be, yes.
You spoke very well at your assembly.
You kept your wits
and used them wisely to get the ship.
But you did not help me.
You are your father's son.
Remember. The gods will not do for man,
what man must do for himself.
You must make this journey.
This wind will take you.
Go.
Go, before the ship sails without you.
I have never cross the sea. Where should I go?
- Sparta! - Sparta.
Sparta. Menelaus!
What would I say to such a man?
Use your wits. I will guide you.
I cannot hear you!
I'm alone now.
For 2 more years, Calypso's island was my prison.
Forgotten by the outside world,
abandon by Athena.
My hopes of ever reaching Penelope
began to fade.
- Hermes. - Non other.
Oh. Calypso, the concealer is not over joy to see me?
Get away from here.
Calypso. I am only a messenger.
Who loves to bring painful news.
You've keeping this man prisoner.
I have given him a home!
It is not Odysseus' fate to end his days on your island.
You are to set him free without delay.
These are the words from the lips of Zeus himself.
Neither Zeus nor any god pity Odysseus,
it is envy which sends you here.
They are all outraged by me openly making love to a mortal man.
- Choosing him as my husband. - Calypso.
It is I, who pulled him from the sea,
who tended to his wounds.
You're all are jealous of my happiness!
Do not incur Zeus's wrath.
Offer this man his freedom
or your island will be driven to the bottom of Poseidon sea.
Farewell!
Stop it!
Go home to your Penelope.
Why?
Is there a ship?
No. Now, go!
Swim.
I do not care.
They will not try to stop you.
Just leave my eyes!
A moment ago, you left this cave with so much love in your eyes.
Now, you want me to leave?
You are no longer worthy of me.
Why weave that?
Did someone come to you?
Was it Hermes?
You must help me build a ship.
Please. Please.
On the far side of the island,
in a cave there is dry wood.
Washed onto the shore as you were,
as you were.
Here, boy. Here, boy.
Take this. Take this.
Tender meat.
Oh!
Tender meat.
I will find my own.
You are not afraid of me.
Because you are a woman.
I only wanted to offer you some wine.
Just a taste.
Tell me.
What keeps your mistress from finishing her tapestry?
More.
Come on, where is that girl?
It is a secret.
Melanthe?
Melanthe, where are you?
Where's the boy? Send the boy.
Go on, boy. Go.
Melanthe, where are you?
Melanthe!
So it is true.
I do not mean to frighten you tend to your room
but I had to see.
Oh, my.
Leave me.
It is a mistake.
Now, your deceit can only bring trouble.
I will not speak a word, but your maid,
she may tell another.
Melanthe.
I have no choice.
You will not trick them much longer.
It has been too long since you felt a man's touch.
16 years.
Longer.
Take my. End this siege tonight.
These other men, they come for your fortune.
I come for you.
I cannot.
I love my husband.
Your husband
is not alive.
I will wait for his return,
or till my son brings proof.
I am sorry.
It is I, who have no choice.
I am sorry.
You may stay if you choose to.
You wife has aged during these years, Odysseus.
She will not match my beauty.
No mortal woman could ever match you.
I love Penelope.
And she has aged
as I have.
And when I reach Ithaca
we will grow old together.
With me, you will never grow old.
Never die!
I can make you immortal!
I would rather lie in my wife's arms for one moment as a man,
than to live forever without her.
Who is this boy, my son brings?
Telemachus of Ithaca, Highness.
Welcome to Sparta, stranger.
There is the king. Now, go.
Good king Menelaus.
I've travelled long and far to meet you.
Oh. You have your father's searching eyes.
The same thoughtful forehead.
Yes.
Oh, yes.
You are Odysseus' son, you are his son.
I sailed from Ithaca to find him.
Can you help me?
You know.
I saw you on the day you were born.
It was the proudest and most painful day of your father's life.
We fought at Troy, side by side.
Watching our brothers fall.
Your father stopped the slaughter.
He freed us to return to Greece.
But...
he will never see his home again.
He's dead.
How can you know?
Not one day,
not one hour
pass for Odysseus of Troy,
with you and your mother in his heart.
Only death
could stop him returning to Ithaca.
But you...
You, Telemachus, you must return.
You must fight
for what is his.
And yours.
Now,
go.
Poseidon!
What do you want?
Poseidon!
What do you want from me?
I want you to suffer
much more.
I have nothing left!
I have nothing!
All that is left is my life!
My goal is not to kill you.
You must understand.
What?
What? What?
What do you want from me?
What do you want me to understand?
Speak to me!
That without gods,
man is nothing.
Quickly, Quickly. Come and see!
Come and see. Look!
I was alive.
Broken by Poseidon's waves
and still far from Ithaca,
but I was alive.
I have reached Phaeacia,
the land of mariners and fishermen.
Unsure whether I will be welcomed,
I was lead to the palace of their ruler,
the powerful king...
Alcinous.
I shared with you my food.
Now, will you share with me
- your name? - I cannot.
My name has long been cursed.
To let it leave my lips would only cause you pain.
I know only one long lost hero,
who being curse by the gods could survive.
It's cunning Odysseus.
I am he.
I never dreamed I would see Odysseus himself.
It's an honour to all Phaeacie
that such a hero as Odysseus of Ithaca, sits among us.
I will give my finest ship
heavy with gifts and food, and the finest mariners of all Phaeacie,
to sail you safely home.
The Phaeacians carried me towards Ithaca.
But it was Poseidon,
who allowed me to continue my journey
to consider his words.
I understood that I was only 1 man in the world.
Nothing more
and nothing less.
4th night without a sleep.
His body will fail him in Ithaca.
Pontonous!
Come here!
Blend a sleeping potion.
Here.
Drink this.
Who's there?
My cheese.
Master.
My wine.
Master, it's you.
My bread.
Master. You're alive.
Eumaeus.
I...
am alive.
Eumaeus!
Who is that?
Your son.
- He left a year ago to look for you. - Go. Go, bring him here.
Telemachus.
You're safe!
- Yes. - Look at you!
- Tell me. How's my mother? - She will be over-joy to see you.
But come, tell me of your journey.
Later, I must go to her.
Telemachus!
Who is it? Who is there?
It is your father.
Do not dare say those words! Come out of there!
What trick is this?
It's not a trick.
You cannot be my father.
- Odysseus is dead! - Odysseus is alive
and he's standing before you.
Stay back!
Please.
Look at me.
Do you see yourself
in my face?
I see only a man, with no respect for a son's feelings.
No, no. You are my son,
and these are the hands, here,
which brought you into this world, here.
In this field, no?
I held you
for all the world to see.
I showed you Ithaca.
I showed you your home for the first time.
And then I was taken from you and your mother.
I placed you in her arms
in our bed
which I give her to with these hands.
She must have told you this.
Father.
My boy.
Father.
And it makes myself sick!
These men have got black hearts! They fear nothing!
- They will all run like dogs now. - Yes!
- They deserve to die! - Yes!
Antinous most of all.
Eumaeus, bring them food for the feast.
I'll never feed them again. Never!
You... will do
as you have always done.
Do you trust your crew?
No.
They were given to me out of the suitors men.
Tell them you will join them later.
But tell no one I have come.
Especially your mother.
Have patience.
Ease your mind.
That's why I love you, my Odysseus.
Any other man, after so many years,
would have rushed home to embrace his wife and children.
And blinded by his impatience, would have been hacked in two by the intruders.
Only you know better.
Then, tell me, how do I still keep my life
and free my house of these men?
Are these suitors what you are truly afraid of?
There is nothing left for me to fear.
You see me trembling.
- I tremble with rage. - Oh. You still lie well, my Odysseus.
But I know what your head ask your heart.
You are afraid your Penelope has been untrue to you.
I need to know if her heart is still with me.
That, I cannot help you with.
But.
Only your son will recognize you this way.
Go to your palace.
Find the answers you seek.
You will not know your house when you see what they have done.
You want to kill as much as I do!
It is not the time to fight.
You must learn
to be angry is easy
but to be angry at the right man
at the right time
and for the right reason,
this is difficult.
- Do you understand? - Yes.
Repeat!
Quiet!
Our prince has shown his face.
With an old beggar at his side.
He is mine! I will cut out his heart and feed it to the dogs.
Calm yourself, think.
He must attack first, or all Ithaca will rise against us.
He'll never do it. My voice makes him tremble.
Prince Telemachus. Welcome home.
The gods have delivered you safely.
He went for his father and found a filthy beggar!
Tell us, why have you given up your search?
I sailed to Sparta, and heard the words from king Menelaus' lips.
I believe my father lies at the bottom of the sea.
Ah. He finally understands.
And you see, we have..
Certain rights
in your home.
Yes.
The boy prince has returned home as a man of honour!
And look!
He even has his beard.
His first beard.
Weak, but it is a beard.
It is time for you to enter the ring. Enter into manhood.
I will accept any challenge you offer.
- But now I must be with my mother. - His mother.
Until then, this beggar is a guest in my house.
Feed him generously.
Bring your bowl. They will serve you.
You see. I delivered the boy to you.
- I cannot kill him in the ring! - You can.
As long as he tries to kill you first.
I did not find him.
But I know my father is alive.
Mother, you must hear me.
I brought a wise old man. A beggar.
He may help us find father.
When the palace sleeps, I will let you see him.
Now I must go.
Antinous has challenged me.
And as a man, I must accept.
Yes.
You are a man now.
- Yeah! - Yeah.
Know your place, beggar!
You first scar!
Fight for your life!
Do not take this humiliation.
Take this.
Today is the day.
Antinous!
You're dead!
Come here!
Kill me.
Kill me!
You've wanted to for 3 years! Are you man enough?
NO-OOO!
To be angry is easy!
Come here.
Kill me!
It's not the right time.
Go on, coward.
Attack me!
- I will survive. - There is no shame.
Tend your wounds.
Tell your mother you conquered your anger.
Go.
My mistress sent me to tend to you.
Her son told her.
Thank you for saving his life.
You love this boy?
His father left him in my care, the day he was born.
That scar.
I know that scar.
Master.
Do not speak one word,
or all is lost.
Eurycleia!
Queen...
Penelope.
I wanted to thank you.
And to tell you
that I was sorry you were treated poorly in my house.
There is no need.
I'm here for a night.
For you, trapped in this palace, it must
must be an anarchy.
Yes.
I must end this misery while my son is still alive.
Tomorrow.
I will set a contest for my hand.
And you are right
to wish for a new husband.
I do not wish it.
But
the day Odysseus left, he...
he took my by my hand
here, right here,
so gently and
he asked me to promise
that I would do this.
This is the last sacrifice I can make for him.
He's alive, Odysseus.
He's alive.
He knows
your sorrow,
your pain,
and he longs to touch your hands
and hold you in his eyes.
Kiss your lips.
He will come to defend you.
You will see.
He will come.
If only it were true.
Good night.
Tomorrow!
I will take my world back.
Get the spears.
Bring the grape!
Bring it over here.
Ah. Philotus.
What are these axes?
Philotus.
The goatherd, he's with us. He may be trusted.
Tell us, shepherd!
What is your mistress's plan?
I will tell you all.
This is the bow of Odysseus, king of Ithaca.
The man who strings it
and shoots an arrow cleanly through all 12 axes,
will take his place.
What?
This is no way to choose.
It cannot be done!
My father did it.
- Huh? - Maybe he can do it.
Wait!
Wait. You will not see the winner.
You all are the same to me.
Oh. Ha ha ha.
It's not fair!
I have never strung a bow. This is not right!
I gave up 50 sheep,
a hundred goats,
- as gifts from Dulichium! - And return there then, fool.
It's impossible.
- He would be able to do it! - I'll enjoy it.
Only 2 tries, Eurymahcus.
- You can't do it! - Come on.
No. No, he's going.
- Come on. You're nearly there. - No!
- Ha-ha-ha! - Eh-ha-ha...
Farewell, Odysseus.
I have been true to my word.
Telemachus has ordered us to the main chambers.
We are to lock ourselves in.
Hurry. Hurry.
Hide them. Hide them, hurry.
Athena be with us.
I've waited long enough! Give it here, weakling.
Now, watch this.
Come on, Antinous. Let's see you do it.
- Come on! - Come on.
- Come on! - Give it a go!
Oh! Come on, now!
If I cannot do it, no man alive can!
- No. Impossible. - It's impossible.
And what about a man who is dead?
What are you doing?
Don't be foolish.
Who are you, old man?
Do you know me now?
Odysseus.
Telemachus.
Now is the right time to use your anger.
AAAWWWWW!!
Aww!
Wait! Wait!
Wait! WAIT!
What is our crime?
We treated your wife as a queen.
We lived off your land, but that can be replaced.
We did not kill anyone.
You crime is that you try to steal my world.
The world I built with my hands
and my sweat.
Now, anyone...
and my blood.
The world I shared with a woman
who bore me my son,
and no one will ever
take that from me!
Now you will die to a man
in a river of blood.
A river of blood!
The spear!
We cannot die like lambs!
Open the door!
Your masters are not worth dieing for.
Melanthe!
Open the doors!
Melanthe!
Open the doors!
No!
Father!
Ah.
Don't let your mother's eyes fall on this room.
When it is cleansed...
you tell her I'm home.
Odysseus!
( Athena. )
I will never leave you.
How much I must have changed.
No.
You are still the same.
You're still a liar, Odysseus.
It's 20 years since you held me in your eyes.
That was only one day.
And in one day
you've seen all the world.
Yes.
And it's mostly sacred and beautiful,
but nothing as beautiful as a man's own world.
That he can take in his hands
and it will always be his.
You are my world.