Genre: Animation
Director(s): Peter Choi
88 min


Go now, my ladies.

Go to your rooms.

Do not follow the unfortunate

example of Melanthius

who consorts with these unwelcome

guests in Ulysses' house.

And remember always

that only your lady Penelope

is mistress here.

Go now.

Euryclea! Euryclea!

Just now as the sun

descended into the sea,

a veil of clouds surrounded it.

And all of a sudden

a black shadow

shaped like a billowing sail

covered it completely.

What can this mean, Euryclea?

For years now you have

been desperately seeking

for omens of the return

of Ulysses--

in the flight of the birds,

in the blood of sacrificial offerings,

in the shape of clouds.

Do not torment yourself

like this any longer, Penelope.

But how can I do otherwise?

When the daylight starts

to fade slowly in the sky

and the night and the stars

spread their curtain of silence

and my torment and my sorrow

increase 1000 fold,

sometimes it seems

I can bear it no longer.

Do you hear them?

Those bullies,

my so called suitors,

using their strength

to enter here,

taking advantage of a lonely

and frightened woman

and her young son,

forcing her into a promise

of a hideous wedding.

Do you hear them?

Hear now my song

of the siege of Troy.

Is that the storyteller?

Yes, he is telling the seige of Troy.

And so...

as if despairing

that they could ever take it,

the Greeks departed from Troy

and left behind

in memory of their dead

a giant wooden horse.

Rejoicing, the Trojans

poured out of their walls

to claim the horse

as a token of their victory.

But inside the horse

hid a company of Greeks

commanded by Ulysses.

Get ready now.

Triumphantly, the Trojans

dragged the horse

inside the walls of Troy.

Then while the Trojans were feasting,

Ulysses and his Greeks

crept out of the wooden horse.

They opened up the city gates

and let the Grecian army in.

That night, the city of Troy

was sacked and burned.

That night, the Trojans died

by the hundreds.

Great was Ulysses' triumph,

but greater was his pride.

And in his pride

he sacked the temple

of the Trojan god,

the mighty Neptune,

king of all the seas

and smashed his holy statue.

And for this deed, the Trojan

prophetess Cassandra

laid a curse upon Ulysses.

Cursed be, sacrilegious Greeks.

And to you,

three times cursed Ulysses.

May the wrath of Neptune

descend upon you

and may you never

know peace again.

You will live in exile

and die in the depths of the sea.


Enough, Phemius.



- The queen.

- The queen.

Penelope, it has been many months

since you've come to see us.

Sing a different song.

It is much too sad for us

to invoke these

ancient memories.

Not for us, Penelope.

No, we do not live on memories.

Be silent.

Have you no respect for her grief?

If it were at least grief

for one who is really dead,

it might soon come to an end

as it should.

Then you would be able

to choose one of us.

No one knows the fate

of Ulysses.

No one speak of him as dead

or have not seen his body

on a funeral pyre.

You see, Penelope,

even the storyteller

fantasies trouble you.

Inside you there is

still much doubt.

But as for us we are quite certain.

Where is Ulysses? Huh?

In what land

is he held prisoner?

You promised us that you'd

choose one of us for a husband

as soon you finish weaving

your tapestry.

But you've been working

too long on this tapestry

which you started years ago

and which never ends.

That's right.

It's the memory of Ulysses

which prevents me finishing it.

It's my sorrow and tears,

they cloud my eyes.

And so my hands

work slower.

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