Helen of Troy

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You may have heard the story of Helen,

a woman whose beauty|launched a thousand ships

and started the most famous|war in history.

You may have heard|of that valiant struggle...

that took place beneath|the golden walls of Troy.

Ten years,|the best of our lives.

Ten thousand men,

the best the gods and dreams|of glory could have fashioned.

All led by my brother|Agamemnon,

the mightiest of the Greeks.

And Achilles, who could|strike down 10 warriors|with one blow.

You may even have heard|of Paris,

who they say betrayed|his country and crown...

for love.

But that is not|the way it happened.

Let me tell you the real story.|I know. I was there.

[Girl]|Kill him.!

Kill him!

[Woman Groaning]|Kill him! Kill him!

Kill him! Kill him!|Kill him!

[Baby Crying]

[Woman]|It's a boy, Your Highness.|A boy.!

[Crying Continues]

You said,|"Kill him. Kill him."

Before any of us knew|that it was a boy.

Cassandra, have you just had|one of your visions, hmm?|Tell me!

Priam, come see your son.

Cassandra, come see|your brother Alexandros.

Look, Cassandra,|Cassandra...

I know that you see things,|and I know that people|don't believe you, but I do.

You-You saw that|it was a baby boy, right?

Hmm?|What else did you see?|[Panting]

What else?

If he lives, Troy will burn.

[Crying Continues]

Take my son to the mountain.

No!

Throw him|from the highest peak.

No!|Do it now!

No! No!|No, no, no, no!

No! No! Please!

No.! Please.! My son.!

No.!

Gods, do your will.

[Baby Crying]

Why would they?|What was it, child?

Some foul prophet|jealous of your beauty?

Never mind. With me|you shall be loved and honored.

I shall name you... Paris.

[Man]|Paris.! Paris,|where are you?

Paris, come.!|Time to eat.!

[Laughing]

[Grunting]

- Ohhh!|- [Laughs]

I've got goats|who fight better than you.

Hey, too bad you can't|watch your goats|as well as your flank.

Look!|What?

- [Goat Bleating]|- Watch my herd!

Stubos.!

[Bleating]

[Bell Clanking]

Stubos!

[Bell Ringing]

[Goat Bleating]

Stubos?

[Water Flowing]

Stubos?

[Sighs]

[Indistinct Whispering]

Who's there?

Beauty is all:
All is beauty.

Victory goes|to the strong.

Gold rules men.|Wealth is power.

Paris must choose.

You must judge|who of us is fairest.

Who are you?

Choose me, Paris.|I am Hera.

I can give you wealth|beyond your dreams.

Athena brings victory|and glory forever.

Look into its face, Paris.|See what Aphrodite gives.

The most beautiful|woman in the world...

Helen.

[Horse Whinnies]

[Horse Whinnies]

- Pollux!|- You know you can't go|outside the city walls.

Father is furious.

Come on. Let's get you|bathed and dressed.

You can't go to a wedding|looking like that.|That big one in front.

Is that Agamem... the one|who's to marry our sister?

No. That's his father,|King Atreus.

See that one there|with the beard?

That's Agamemnon.|They say that one day|he will rule the entire Aegean.

Now come on. Let's go.|Who's the other one,|the young one?

[Pollux]|That's his brother, Menelaus.|Younger by two years.

And not too fond ofliving|in his brother's shadow,|so I hear.

Come on.|Let's get you dressed.

Where are they from?|Mycenae.

Where's that?|Never you mind.

Theseus, my king, this is|bad timing, don't you think?

The greater the challenge.

Don't get me wrong.|I love a challenge.

But I just hate|to be missing Athens|in the springtime.

You know how|beautiful that is.

If you want beauty,|you'll find it right here|beyond those walls.

The most beautiful girl|in the world is here in Sparta.

She's just a child!

I'll ripen her like grapes.|I'll age her like wine.

When she ages just enough,|I'll taste her.

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