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Hurling himself and the Companions

straight at our heavy chariots,

yelling Homeric battle cries. (LAUGHING)

Cavalry against chariots, imagine!

I shudder to think

what his losses must have been.

Why don't you let the boy

rot where he is?

He can't get through the mountains

except by the Cilician Gates

and they're impregnable.

After a while,

he'll get tired and go home.

And you'll have saved yourself

a lot of money.

I'm afraid my prestige will hardly

allow me to do that, my dear.

Oh, I can assure you I have

no wish to go campaigning.

But that defeat has got to be avenged.

What shall I do with Alexander

when I've caught him, my child?

-Put him in a cage with Marduck.

-(LAUGHING)

-And who is Marduck?

-Her pet lion cub.

-Are you taking Marduck with you?

-No, Darius. I told her that she can't.

I don't see why not.

I'm certainly not having him

in my quarters.

I didn't realise you were

taking your family, sir.

Didn't you, Bessus?

You should know I wouldn't be parted

from them, even for three months.

Is your Majesty quite sure

of the wisdom?

After all, accidents can happen.

-What accidents?

-Oh, epidemics, bad roads.

Nonsense, Bessus.

I rather enjoy these outings.

-Bessus.

-Hmm?

Are you going on this campaign

entirely unaccompanied?

Well, sir, not only is the young lady

quite accustomed to hardship,

but she's...

Also very useful at secretarial work

and that sort of thing.

I think we'd better leave the subject,

don't you?

(CHUCKLING)

What would you like to do

with the captive Alexander, Mother?

Kill him, of course.

I think I shall make a friend of him.

He would rather amuse me.

Darius, a barbarian?

I believe the Greeks

talk of us as barbarians.

What is it, Darius?

He has broken

through the Cilician Gates.

-But how could he?

-A surprise attack by night.

He covered seventy miles in two days.

-Impossible, isn't it?

-Impossible.

You know,

I'm looking forward

to meeting this young man.

I'm looking forward to it

very much indeed.

Mazeres, some wine.

(EXHALING) I took you from Darius,

didn't I, my friend?

After the victory of Issus,

I took everything from Darius.

Even his throne.

(HORSES APPROACHING)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

You trying to be funny?

That might not be so healthy.

No, master, I do not try to be funny.

I only try to...serve you.

-Hey, you speak Greek.

-Yes, master.

Then I suppose I shall have to kill you.

-Why, master?

-You might be a spy.

If I were a spy,

I would not tell you I spoke Greek.

Yeah! Something in that, I suppose.

-Who are you?

-I'm the King's chamberlain, Mazeres.

What outlandish names

you barbarians do have.

That you haven't seen, do you hear?

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