Alexander the Great Page #6

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Good night, Mother.

- Alexander, I swear to you...

- Do not swear, Mother.

Who else should

I have fought for except you?

What other love do I have?

There were rumours of his death.

He was being defeated.

There were others

who claimed the crown.

Why, Mother?

The crown is mine

by right of birth, isn't it?

You wanted to swear before.

Swear that!

By divine right.

Good night, Mother.

Good night, Alexander.

- There's peace in the hills.

- The tribes revolted against the king.

- Your father may need these troops.

- The regent is, in my father's words,

lord of all things, open and secret,

general and absolute.

You will rebuild your city here

and name it Alexandropolis.

No man's pawn.

(fanfare)

I return this seal of regency, as ordered.

The news is that

you move against Athens.

The news here is that

you move against hill tribesmen.

That you set men free whom I imprisoned.

That you set up statues to yourself.

That you name cities after yourself.

That you're all heroes.

- Mine were the orders, they obeyed.

- Yes.

You ruled well in Pella... for yourself.

How many Macedonian troops that I could

use have you lost on your road to glory?

This leg of mine!

How could you, sir, regret a wound that at

every step reminds us of your conquests?

Alexander, walk with me.

- You have my temper.

- I know.

And my ambition. More, I think.

Alexandropolis!

At least wait until I die.

I've given you command

of the left wing of my cavalry.

This time we'll crush them.

I'll ride into Athens.

And what'll they cry then?

"Philip the Barbarian" or

"Philip, captain general of all Greece"?

You will ride with me.

Alexander, this girl, Attalus' niece,

she means very much to me.

My name is Eurydice.

I know your name.

Are you afraid to speak to me?

Afraid?

Forgive me for using

the word "afraid" to Alexander.

- Laughter sits well on your face.

- And on yours.

- Could there be a bond between us?

- A bond?

- I will not have you frown.

- Command comes easily to you.

It was not a command.

An entreaty, a wish.

You are very young.

Older than you by a year.

And very beautiful.

You look at a woman

like your father does.

Perhaps I'm... jealous.

I am... of his love for you.

- Flattery comes easily to you, too.

- Does Alexander need flattery?

Truth.

Why did you come here?

To find out if there

will be hate between us.

- Once, when I was much younger...

- Much?

Very much.

...my father took a new woman into

the house. I went to him and spoke out.

For my father has had many wives and

mistresses, and many children by them.

There will be hate between us.

As I said, I was young

and did not understand my father.

"Why" I asked "must there always

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