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And wave after wave of Persian attack...
...will smash against Spartan shields.
Xerxes' losses will be so great,
his men so demoralized...
...he will have no choice
but to abandon his campaign.
We must consult the oracle.
Trust the gods, Leonidas.
I'd prefer you trusted your reason.
Your blasphemies...
...have cost us quite enough already.
Don't compound them.
We will consult the oracle.
Diseased old mystics.
Worthless remnants of a time
before Sparta's ascent from darkness.
Remnants of a senseless tradition.
Tradition even Leonidas
cannot defy...
...for he must respect
the word of the ephors.
That is the law.
And no Spartan, subject or citizen,
man or woman...
...slave or king, is above the law.
the most beautiful Spartan girls...
...to live among them as oracles.
Their beauty is their curse...
...for the old wretches
have the needs of men...
...and souls as black as hell.
"Pray to the winds...
...Sparta will fall.
All Greece will fall.
Trust not in men...
...honor the gods.
Honor the Carneia."
The king's climb down is harder.
Pompous, inbred swine.
Worthless, diseased, rotten...
...corrupt.
Truly, you're in the god-king's
favor now...
...O wise and holy men.
Yes.
And when Sparta burns,
delivered to you...
...daily...
...from every corner of the empire.
Your lips can finish
what your fingers have started.
of your desire as well?
It would take more than the words
of a drunken adolescent girl...
...to rob me of my desire for you.
Then why so distant?
Because it seems...
...though a slave and captive
of lecherous old men...
...the oracle's words
could set fire to all that I love.
So that is why my king loses sleep
and is forced from the warmth of his bed?
There's only one woman's words that
should affect the mood of my husband.
Those are mine.
Then what must a king do
to save his world...
...when the very laws he is sworn
to protect force him to do nothing?
It is not a question
of what a Spartan citizen should do...
...nor a husband, nor a king.
Instead ask yourself, my dearest love...
...what should a free man do?
- Is this all of them?
- As you ordered. Three hundred.
All with born sons
We are with you, sire.
For Sparta. For freedom.
To the death.
He is your son.
He is too young
to have felt a woman's warmth.
Astinos is as brave and ready as any.
No younger than we were the first time
you stood next to me in battle.
You are a good friend...
...but a better captain, there is none.
My good king.
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