Троя: Ахиллес и Агамемнон

Men are haunted by the vastness of eternity. And so we ask ourselves, "Will our actions echo across the centuries?

mɛn ər ˈhɔntɪd baɪ ðə ˈvæstnəs əv ɪˈtərnəti. ənd soʊ wi æsk ɑrˈsɛlvz, "wɪl ɑr ˈækʃənz ˈɛkoʊ əˈkrɔs ðə ˈsɛnʧəriz?

Will strangers hear our names long after we're gone and wonder who we were, how bravely we fought, and how fiercely we loved?"

wɪl ˈstreɪnʤərz hir ɑr neɪmz lɔŋ ˈæftər wɪr gɔn ənd ˈwəndər hu wi wər, haʊ ˈbreɪvli wi fɔt, ənd haʊ ˈfɪrsli wi ləvd?"

Good day for the crows.

gʊd deɪ fər ðə kroʊz.

I told you yesterday, and I'll tell you again today. Remove your soldiers from my land.

aɪ toʊld ju ˈjɛstərˌdeɪ, ənd aɪl tɛl ju əˈgɛn təˈdeɪ. riˈmuv jʊr ˈsoʊlʤərz frəm maɪ lænd.

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

aɪ laɪk jʊr lænd. aɪ θɪŋk wɪl steɪ. aɪ laɪk jʊr ˈsoʊlʤərz tu.

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

ju kænt hæv ðə hoʊl wərld, ˌægəˈmɛmˌnɑn. ɪts tu bɪg, ˈivɪn fər ju.

I don't want to watch another massacre. Let's settle this war in the old manner — your best fighter against my best.

aɪ doʊnt wɔnt tɪ wɔʧ əˈnəðər ˈmæsəkər. lɛts ˈsɛtəl ðɪs wɔr ɪn ðə oʊld ˈmænər — jʊr bɛst ˈfaɪtər əˈgɛnst maɪ bɛst.

And if my man wins?

ənd ɪf maɪ mæn wɪnz?

We'll leave Thessaly for good. I'm a generous man. If mine wins, you can keep your throne. But Thessaly falls under my command to

wɪl liv thessaly fər gʊd. əm ə ˈʤɛnərəs mæn. ɪf maɪn wɪnz, ju kən kip jʊr θroʊn. bət thessaly fɔlz ˈəndər maɪ kəˈmænd tɪ

fight with me whenever I call.

faɪt wɪθ mi wɛˈnɛvər aɪ kɔl.

Boagrius! This is my man.

boagrius! ðɪs ɪz maɪ mæn.

Achilles!

əˈkɪliz!

Boagrius has this effect on many heroes.

boagrius həz ðɪs ˈifɛkt ɔn ˈmɛni ˈhɪroʊz.

Careful who you insult, old king.

ˈkɛrfəl hu ju ˌɪnˈsəlt, oʊld kɪŋ.

My king, Achilles is not with the army.

maɪ kɪŋ, əˈkɪliz ɪz nɑt wɪθ ðə ˈɑrmi.

Where is he?

wɛr ɪz hi?

I sent a boy to look for him.

aɪ sɛnt ə bɔɪ tɪ lʊk fər ɪm.

Are the stories about you true? They say your mother is an immortal goddess. They say you can't be killed.

ər ðə ˈstɔriz əˈbaʊt ju tru? ðeɪ seɪ jʊr ˈməðər ɪz ən ˌɪˈmɔrtəl ˈgɑdəs. ðeɪ seɪ ju kænt bi kɪld.

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

aɪ ˈwʊdənt bi ˈbɑðərɪŋ wɪθ ðə ʃild ðɛn, wʊd aɪ?

The Thessalonian you're fighting. He's the biggest man I've ever seen. I wouldn't want to fight him.

ðə thessalonian jʊr ˈfaɪtɪŋ. hiz ðə ˈbɪgəst mæn aɪv ˈɛvər sin. aɪ ˈwʊdənt wɔnt tɪ faɪt ɪm.

That's why no one will remember your name.

ðæts waɪ noʊ wən wɪl rɪˈmɛmbər jʊr neɪm.

Perhaps we should have our war tomorrow when you're better rested. I should have you whipped for your impudence!

pərˈhæps wi ʃʊd hæv ɑr wɔr təˈmɑˌroʊ wɪn jʊr ˈbɛtər ˈrɛstɪd. aɪ ʃʊd hæv ju wɪpt fər jʊr impudence!

Perhaps you should fight him.

pərˈhæps ju ʃʊd faɪt ɪm.

Achilles. Achilles. Look at the men's faces. You can save hundreds of them. You can end this war with a swing

əˈkɪliz. əˈkɪliz. lʊk æt ðə mɛnz ˈfeɪsɪz. ju kən seɪv ˈhənərdz əv ðɛm. ju kən ɛnd ðɪs wɔr wɪθ ə swɪŋ

of your sword. Think how many songs they will sing in your honor. Let them go home to their wives.

əv jʊr sɔrd. θɪŋk haʊ ˈmɛni sɔŋz ðeɪ wɪl sɪŋ ɪn jʊr ˈɑnər. lɛt ðɛm goʊ hoʊm tɪ ðɛr waɪvz.

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

ˌɪˈmæʤən ə kɪŋ hu faɪts hɪz oʊn ˈbætəlz. ˈwʊdənt ðət bi ə saɪt.

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

əv ɔl ðə ˈwɔˌrlɔrdz ləvd baɪ ðə gɑdz, aɪ heɪt ɪm ðə moʊst.

We need him, my king.

wi nid ɪm, maɪ kɪŋ.

For now.

fər naʊ.