["Escape (The Piña Colada Song)" by Rupert Holmes playing]
♪ I was tired of my lady ♪
♪ We'd been together too long ♪
-♪ Like a worn-out recording ♪ -[brakes screech]
♪ Of a favorite song ♪
♪ So while she lay there sleepin'… ♪
Have you got a bathroom?
-I think you left your keys-- -Where's your bathroom?
Oh, sure. Yeah. Right through there.
♪ There was this letter I read ♪
♪ If you like piña coladas ♪
♪ And gettin' caught in the rain ♪
♪ If you're not into yoga ♪
♪ If you have half a brain ♪
[song cuts out]
[Prometheus] The Furies are as old as the gods.
Older, even.
They roam the Earth, delivering justice where they feel it has been denied.
Quite subjective.
[Prometheus] Only those they pursue can see or hear them.
[unsettling music rises]
-[voice 1] Remember… -[voice 2] Remember what you did.
-[gasps] -[voice 1] Remember…
[Alecto] Hey, Terry.
[quietly] Please.
-[whimpers] Please. -[Tisi] Are you tired?
[Terry exhales]
Well, you know how to get rid of us, don't you?
[firmly] No, Terry.
[Terry breathing shakily]
[grunts softly]
-[gun fires] -[music cuts out]
Dude?
Everything all right in there?
Dude?
[suspenseful music rising]
-[music peaks, fades] -[clerk] Fuck! Dude!
-Help! -[Tisi] Who's next?
[clerk] Someone help!
-Her. -This will be fun.
-[clerk shouting] -[energetic guitar music playing]
[music fades out]
[music resumes]
[Prometheus] Okay. So far, you've met two significant humans.
Now for the third.
Blessed Olympia.
[Prometheus] I said we'd come back to her.
To understand Ari's significance,
we need to rewind to the beginning of that day.
-[energetic music playing] -[crowd clamors]
[percussive music fades]
-[somber music playing] -[clock chimes]
[Prometheus] Ari is a murderer. Well, by accident.
She had a twin brother, Glaucus.
She had rolled on top of him in her sleep when they were babies.
[glumly] Happy birthday.
-[Prometheus] She suffocated him to death. -[kisses]
Ari's mother had never accepted her son was gone,
so, in many ways, he wasn't.
[man] Happy birthday, ma'am.
What?
I said, "Happy birthday."
It's a busy one, isn't it?
Uh, yeah.
How's the monument?
Oh, I… I would go as so far as to say… majestic, ma'am.
Would you?
-Oh, yes. Yes-- -[Ari] "Majestic"?
-A wonderful idea of yours. -[Ari] Wasn't it? You like it?
-Yes. Oh, yeah-- -[woman] Ari, be quiet!
Daedalus is trying to concentrate.
Aren't you?
Uh, ma'am, I'm okay. [chuckles]
[woman] Leave us.
His nose is too big.
I say this every year, Daedalus.
She's just the basis. They weren't identical.
[scoffs]
I'll fetch a picture of my father.
[softly] Yeah.
-Sorry. [sighs] -No, she's right.
Grandpa had a great nose.
Beautiful septum. It was really the highlight of his face.
Not like… mm. [chuckles]
[Daedalus sighs]
[groans] You'd think by my 30s, she would have stopped this.
You don't have to do it.
Yes, I do.
How do you remember Icarus?
Oh…
Well, you know… [exhales]
I pray.
Thank the gods for his Renewal.
Yeah. That sounds sane.
So, what are you two doing later? After the Olympia.
You gonna… tear Heraklion a new one?
[Daedalus] You know me.
I think you should leave this place, Daedalus. You never do.
I like it here.
What about you, Theseus? What are you thinking?
-Take your blazer off? Let's get pissed. -[door opens]
Mr. President.
-[Daedalus] Mr. President. -[footsteps approach]
Happy birthday, darlin'.
[Ari grunts softly]
[Minos sighs]
You know, every year…
I'm staggered you still do this for your mother.
Really, I am.
I want to.
[gently] No, you don't.
But thank you.
Come on, Dad.
You know what she refuses every year?
It's a birthday present.
Well, this year, let's get her to say yes. Come on. Anything you want, it's yours.
[gently] I promise.
Anything.
[Ari sighs]
[Minos] How do I persuade her, huh?
It's still a no, but thank you.
[takes a deep breath]
Come on, Daedalus.
Just make a better version of me.
[choir singing mournful tune]
[Minos] Friends, citizens of Krete,
Blessed Olympia.
As is tradition on this day,
let us marvel at the gods' gift to all of us,
the miracle of Renewal.
We humans are born thanks to the grace of Zeus.
And the best of us live our lives in service to the gods.
For our obedience to Olympus,
our loyalty will beget new life, better life.
This is Glaucus's day.
And Ari's.
[boy] For a life well lived means there can be no fear of death.
I'm afraid we can't object to the gods or to their festival.
I don't object to the gods.
[bitterly] I object to their calendar.
Have you been drinking?
[chuckles dryly]
[boy] Behold, Agatha of Heraklion,
a consenting human sacrifice, willing to die in the name of Olympus,
safe in the knowledge that her piety assures her the most glorious Renewal.
[gasps weakly, choking]
[boy] The soul leaves the body with the blessing of all the gods
and returns as a gift to the world in a new and splendid form.
[choir music swells]
[boy] There is no death, only Renewal.
[somber hymn fades]
-Vero. -[crowd] Vero.
[Ari] Today, it is my holy honor
to unveil a monument dedicated to our gods.
[Prometheus] Of course, you know what happens next.
Someone was up early this morning.
-[suspenseful music playing] -[vehicle approaching]
Fuck Minos.
And fuck the gods.
[Theseus taps hood]
[suspenseful music subsides]
In the name of Zeus, stand firm.
Let nothing distract you,
for you know that labor for them is never in vain.
Blessed Olympia.
Vero.
[crowd] Vero.
[dramatic drumroll]
[cymbal crashes]
[Jackie Wilson's "Reet Petite" playing]
[under breath] What the…?
What the fuck is that?
♪ Well, look a-there, look a-there… ♪
Oh my god. [mouthing]
♪ Look a-there Look a-there, look a-there ♪
♪ Ooh, ee… ♪
Is that shit?
[hesitates] Uh…
Who did this?
-[sobbing] -Mom…
[Minos] Who has desecrated the gods?
[crowd clamoring]
[Minos] Who has defied my family?
-[shutter clicks] -[Minos] You will be hunted down!
You will be punished.
-[upbeat oldies tune fades] -[ominous string music playing]
-[mother] Whoa. -[Ari] Okay, whoa.
-[mother inhales sharply, grunts] -[Ari] Okay?
[mother sighs]
[Ari] Let's get this off.
Ah…
[sighs]
[contemptuously] You…
You came out screaming when you were born.
You know that?
Yeah, Ma. I know.
You've told me many times.
Glaucus was so quiet.
So still.
-He was actually blue. -[Ari scoffs]
[mother] I was afraid he wouldn't make it, but he was perfect.
You entered the world, and you filled it with rage.
[inhales sharply]
♪ Celestis ♪
♪ Divinitus… ♪
-[sirens wailing] -[indistinct shouting]
[Trojan groaning]
-[Trojan groans] Unhand me! -[officer 1] Fuckin' Trojan scum!
[officer 2 grunts] Come on!
-[Trojan grunts, shouts] -[officer 1 strains]
[man on megaphone] Anyone found harboring the Trojan 7 will be arrested!
[Trojan] Fuck the gods!
[officers] Stay down.
-[groaning] -I got him.
♪ Celestis ♪
♪ Divinitus ♪
♪ Insania ♪
♪ Vero ♪
♪ Celestis ♪
♪ Divinitus ♪
-♪ Insania, vero ♪ -[chanting fades]
[Prometheus] Hecuba had been the queen of Troy.
Andromache was her daughter-in-law.
Both their husbands had been butchered in front of them,
and Andromache's only child, Astyanax,
had been thrown from the city's walls when the Trojans surrendered.
They were both very tired.
Well?
Mr. President, we had no knowledge of this.
We're as horrified as you.
That monument was built in honor of our gods.
A symbol of obedience, of gratitude.
A symbol which your people have seen fit to literally shit on.
You have dishonored not only the gods,
but the country that adopted you and gave you refuge.
[Hecuba scoffs]
Excuse me?
-[Hecuba] Please! Tell me. -[Andromache] Mother.
If you adopted a child,
wouldn't you want them to have equal rights?
Proper schools? Integration?
-Your segregation is for your safety. -[laughing scornfully] Oh, come on!
So you support this insult to our gods, do you?
Sir, of course we don't.
Would you like to go to the monument, hitch up your skirts,
and add to the mess? Hmm?
Perhaps you already did.
Excuse me?
They call themselves the Trojan 7, or so I'm told.
Is that right?
We've caught six of them. They're in the labyrinth.
We're just lookin' for the leader now.
Is that you, old lady?
[Andromache] Mr. President, ma'am, I'm utterly grateful
for the sanctuary you have given our people in Krete.
As I said, we had no knowledge of this prank.
Act of terror.
The Trojan 7 are young. They're stupid.
And I swear to you that I will make sure they are punished fulsomely.
But, please, no one was hurt.
Where is the seventh? The leader.
I assume they've left the city.
If the seventh presents himself to me, I will pardon the other six.
And if not?
Well, you know the punishment.
The Minotaur?
I press this button,
the light on its cage goes from green to red, and it's released.
[Minotaur growling]
[prisoner exhales]
[low growling]
We've yet to meet a survivor.
You have until midnight.
-But what if I can't-- -Theseus!
Yes, sir.
Ma'am.
[Minos] We're ready for temple.
Some of us respect the gods, Hecuba.
[funky music playing]
-[Joe South's "Games People Play" playing] -[man grunts, chuckling]
[in singsong] Good. Wait for it.
[inhales sharply]
Now!
[grunts aggressively]
Mm!
[grunts]
♪ Every night and every day now ♪
♪ Never meanin' what they say now ♪
[Poseidon exhales]
♪ Never sayin' what they mean ♪
-[slaps] -♪ While they while away the hours… ♪
So, how are you, really?
Hmm?
You look terrible.
Okay, I got it. Okay.
Blessed Olympia.
Uh…
Not in my… Not in my book, man.
-What? -[Zeus] Um…
-Our monument in Heraklion. -[scoffs]
Why in…? Why… Why would you think that that's funny?
[chuckles]
You… That… You're a moron! Don't be a moron.
[Poseidon] Well, yeah.
Why do you give a fuck?
I give a fuck because it's blasphemy.
They pooped on our… They put poop all over our statue.
-So? -[Zeus] So?
Uh, an example needs to be set.
You get it?
What, the Trojans? Don't we screw them hard enough already?
It's too easy now. Like fucking a corpse.
Humans need to be kept on their toes.
Because if they're relaxed,
and if they enjoy peace for too long,
then they're less constructively scared.
And if they're less scared, they have less desire to honor us.
If they start to feel that blasphemy is without consequence?
Man, I think that's real, real dangerous.
-Don't you? -True, true, true, but they're humans.
Zeus, how are they ever gonna be fucking dangerous to us?
Minos is pissed. Leave it to him.
Stop embarrassing yourself, man.
You need to relax. Huh?
Are you… wearing makeup?
On your forehead.
That's sunscreen. That's sunblock. Do you enjoy your position here?
Uh, don't be a dick.
Because Dionysus wants a promotion.
[scoffs] To what, Captain Chlamydia?
He's ambitious.
-He could… He could do more. -[groans]
Don't insult me.
Believe me, I'd rather not.
Oh, this is about your prophecy, isn't it? For fuck sakes.
You're paranoid. There is no prophecy.
You're king of the gods, man.
[Zeus] Go big. Make 'em suffer. Make a statement.
[threateningly] Get your city in order.
That's a command, not a request.
[loud whooshing]
[servant sighs]
[Poseidon exhales]
-[phone dials] -[call connects]
-[Hera] Hello? -He's lost his fucking mind.
Look, he thinks he found a wrinkle this morning.
He's scared. It'll pass.
If he's asked for something, just do it.
You know it's easier.
-[sighs] -[call disconnects]
-[clicks tongue] -[dial tone buzzes, call disconnects]
Hmm.
["Paper Doll" playing]
[Poseidon] You.
You like to swim, don't you?
♪ A doll that other fellas cannot steal… ♪
Huh? No--
[screaming]
♪ Will have to flirt With dollies that are real ♪
♪ When I come home at night She will be waiting ♪
♪ She'll be the truest doll In all the world ♪
[oldies tune fades]
[attendant] May speech to the wordless give you comfort.
-May Hera cradle you in your mortal pain. -Vero.
[door closes]
I really want to fuck Theseus, my bodyguard.
[clicks tongue] And I don't know what to do about the Trojans.
[attendant] May speech to the wordless give you comfort.
May the goddess Hera cradle you in your mortal pain.
[solemnly] Vero.
[sighs]
[Poseidon] Well? Spit it out.
What have you got?
I, uh… I, uh…
I, uh… I…
I have nothing.
Your secret's safe with me, Minos.
[exhales]
Why are you here, sir?
Well, apart from a turn in this natty little headdress,
I wanted to ask what you're planning to do with the Trojans.
Well, we have six of them, and a search is out for the seventh. Uh…
But I suspect they won't find him.
So, at midnight, justice will be served.
-With the Minotaur? -[Minos] Yes.
Good.
[sighs] Of course.
They defiled your monument.
Oh, please don't associate me with that piece of crap.
It's dreadful. Looks better with the shit.
Still, kill them all.
I will.
Good.
Blessed Olympia.
Don't be a kiss-ass.
[jolly tune playing]
[sirens wailing]
We should show them mercy, the Trojans.
-Absolutely not. -[Ari] But no one would expect it.
You'd have a much more compliant Trojan population.
As things are, it can only get worse.
People need incentives to behave. They need skin in the game.
What about getting to keep their skin? Is that an incentive?
You know what I mean, Dad.
[Minos] If the gods choose to punish a people,
it does well not to question that choice.
Troy was destroyed for a reason.
-What reason? -[Minos] They got complacent.
They overreached.
Why don't we just let the people vote? The Athenians do it.
It works.
And the people would vote for you. You know that. 'Cause they love you.
People can't be trusted to vote for what they need, Ari. Ever.
Now, you'll be a great ruler when your time comes,
but you have a lot to learn.
The gods choose who rules.
Do you wish I was Glaucus?
What?
Do you?
No!
No.
You didn't take your brother's place. He gave it to you.
Now, you will be great. I know it.
But the Trojans must be punished.
Oh god, we've got that fucking concert with Orpheus tonight.
Does it never end? [sighs]
-[motorcycle engines revving] -[indistinct whispers echoing]
[haunting string music playing]
-[revving fades] -[music subsides]
[Minos] What's wrong?
Nothing.
[reassuringly] Nothing.
[excited chatter]
Oh, good luck. Huge fan.
-Thank you. -[Ari] Mm.
-[Theseus] Are you? -No. Couldn't name a song.
-[laughs] Then don't go to the concert. -I have to.
-No, you don't. -It's the Olympia, Theseus.
-Yeah, it's your birthday. -Don't be so stupid.
-Okay, well, fuck you. -[Ari] What did you just say?
Look, I have two tickets to the Munis.
You want to come?
-The Munis? -Yeah.
You know, we could slip out right now.
I could help you blend in so no one would recognize you.
[chuckles] You want to take me to the Munis?
Yeah.
-[Ari] Why? -Because you always do what you're told.
[Ari] You're right.
Come on, then.
-[rhythmic music playing] -[door opens]
[sirens wailing]
[eagle screeches]
[rhythmic beat ends]
-Do you have a dog? -I had a dog.
Did it die in this T-shirt?
[laughs] Shut up. Sorry.
No, I like it. I don't like the Satyrs.
Yeah, well, you do today.
[Ari] Okay!
-God. -[Theseus laughs]
-Are you ready? -I think so.
Don't worry.
You're safe.
[crowd clamoring in distance]
[energetic music blasting]
[alarm chirps on]
[crowd cheering]
Welcome to the Munis!
[crowd roars]
[announcer] Fighting today, Carl Crixus of Sparta!
And the Amazon, Hippolyta the Second!
-Happy birthday. -[Ari chuckles]
[announcer] One of them will not see tomorrow!
Is she a real Amazon?
[shouts]
I think she heard you.
In a fair fight, a noble fight, a fight to the death!
-Why did you think this would cheer me up? -[Theseus] I never said "cheer you up."
Do you know what this is for? This is a place for pain.
Rage.
A place where people can let it go. Thought it'd be good for you.
[announcer] You will be buried with honor and renewed with splendor.
In your corners!
[crowd cheers]
["Pack Your Troubles in Your Old Kit Bag and Smile, Smile, Smile" playing]
♪ Pack up your troubles… ♪
[crowd groans]
-[grunts] -♪ And smile, smile, smile ♪
♪ While you've a Lucifer To light your fag ♪
♪ Smile, boys, that's the style ♪
♪ What's the use of worrying? ♪
♪ It never was worthwhile ♪
-♪ So pack up your troubles ♪ -[Carl splutters]
♪ In your old kit bag ♪
♪ And smile, smile, smile ♪
-[peppy, old-timey tune subsides] -[wild cheers echoing]
[haunting strings playing]
-[Alecto] Remember Glaucus. -[Tisi] Remember Glaucus, Ari.
-[whispering subsides] -Are you okay?
[crowd chanting]
[nonchalantly] I'm fine. Fine.
Let's hear it for Hippolyta the Amazon!
[crowd cheering]
-[blade slices] -[crowd exclaims]
[Hippolyta gasps]
I hope you got two coins. [groans]
[quietly] Fuck.
How about that?
[crowd cheering wildly]
[crowd clamoring in distance]
[Theseus, gently] You okay?
Yeah. I find the Olympia sacrifice hard enough.
I don't know why I thought a Munis would be a good idea.
[exhales shakily] Fucking hell.
I can't even remember him.
[Theseus] Who?
-Glaucus. -[Theseus] You were a baby.
Yeah. But you're meant to be able to feel your twin, right?
Even when they've died, and I can't.
I fulfilled my prophecy before the age of two.
I can't remember a fucking thing about it.
Well, what was it?
"A line appears, the order wanes, the family falls, and kaos reigns."
[somber, ethereal tune playing]
[Ari] Take me home, Theseus.
Look, I'm sorry. All right?
That was a stupid idea.
-But I have to ask you something-- -I'm gonna be punished.
-What? -By the Furies.
-Sorry. What are you talking about? -They were at the Munis.
But you didn't see them because you can't.
-Why would they be coming for you? -I killed my brother, Theseus. My twin.
That was not your fault. And, come on, the Furies?
They come for murderers, for rapists, for people who fuck their kids.
And, crucially, for people who go unpunished.
You've punished yourself your entire life.
They're not coming for you.
They are.
And I don't think there's anything I can do about it.
What if you saved a life?
What?
If you could save a life, would you?
Of course I would.
[pensive string music playing]
-[indistinct chatter] -[siren wailing in distance]
What are we doing here?
[Theseus] I need to show you something.
Come on.
[baby crying]
[Theseus] Come on.
[Ari] Theseus…
This is what you can do.
[music fades]
[guy] Finally.
-I hope you brought tobacco. -[urinating]
[Theseus] Nax.
[Nax] You know, this is the most undignified I've felt
in my entire life.
I include in that being hurled off the walls of fucking Troy.
That bucket needs emptying.
[chuckles] Oh shit.
You here to take me to your father?
No.
-What? -Feed me to the Minotaur?
She's here to save you. All of you.
Aren't you?
You're the seventh Trojan.
Nice shirt, by the way.
Just so you know, I'm not a coward.
I want to turn myself in. It was my stupid idea, the shit.
My fault.
But the other six refused, and some people,
admittedly, for nice reasons, like… love…
decided to lock me up to save me from myself.
Fuck you.
I was referring to my mother as well, baby.
[scoffs, chuckles] Okay.
I'll go with you.
No… [hesitates]
Uh…
-[Ari groans] -No, Ari.
Please, listen. Listen, all right?
This morning, your Dad, he said that he would give you anything.
[tearfully] Ask for him.
Come here.
[Theseus] I'm sorry I lied to you, Ari.
[Ari] Why did you do it? Hmm?
-It's a monument to the gods. -Why have the gods abandoned us?
They hate us. I refuse to worship them.
[quietly] My people are fucked.
They have nothing. No rights here, no life.
We're just surviving. Barely.
There are 15,000 of us left, tops. There used to be more than five million.
We were the most powerful people in the world,
which is probably why everyone takes such delight in our fall.
[Ari] "Hurled off the walls of Troy…"
You're Andromache's son, Astyanax.
Nax.
-I thought you'd died. -[Andromache] Everyone did.
[Ari chuckles]
Fuck. You really set me up.
He's the hope, the hope for our people.
[Nax] Yeah. The secret prince.
In another world, you and I would make friends at some fucking banquet--
Okay, enough.
I'm not expecting you to help me. I'm happy to die.
-Nax. -[Nax] I am, Mom.
My life isn't worth six others.
["Eurydice" playing]
I'll take you to my father, and he'll pardon you.
-He won't do that. -[Ari] He will.
You're my birthday present.
-[Orpheus] ♪ Is it a little too much ♪ -[scoffs]
♪ Breathin' the air from your lungs? ♪
-♪ Is it a little bit much ♪ -[sirens chirping]
♪ Under the weight of this love? ♪
♪ But I, I, I… ♪
♪ I want to breathe your every breath ♪
♪ Be the truth and be the myth ♪
♪ Through the days And through the nights ♪
♪ Through the bitter life ♪
♪ Oh, I ♪
♪ 'Cause you're my life And you're my death ♪
♪ You score the music in my head ♪
♪ Through the days And through the nights ♪
♪ Through the bitter life ♪
♪ Oh! ♪
[crowd cheering]
♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪
[song fades]
[Minos] Astyanax? What?
Is this some kind of a joke?
-Where is he? -In the labyrinth cells, sir.
Leave us.
[sternly] I said leave us!
[sighs]
You promised me.
This morning. You said, "Anything you want."
Well, this is what I want.
You let them go, all of them.
Please.
You promised me.
-Why? Why this? -I killed Glaucus!
[tense strings play]
Let me save them.
[tender music playing]
[gently] Okay.
Really?
[Minos] Really.
Happy birthday.
[Prometheus] Love can overpower all reason sometimes.
[Theseus] Ari.
Ari. Ari, please.
Ari, can you stop?
-You could have just asked me. -No, I couldn't.
-Look, Ari-- -It's "ma'am."
Ma'am, please.
[grunts] Ari, look. Listen.
Ari!
What?
Thank you.
[haunting vocals rise]
[Theseus sighs]
[officer 1] Come on! Get out! Get the fuck out! Come on! Move it!
-[Trojan 1] Yeah! -[officer 1] Move it!
[officer 2] Keep going, man!
[officer 3] That's it!
-[officer 1] Get out! -It's all good.
-All good, man. I'm leaving. -It's not, though!
[indistinct, excited chatter]
[Andromache sobbing]
[Nax speaking indistinctly]
-You stupid boy! You stupid boy! -It's okay.
-[sobs] Stupid boy!
Run!
[crying] My baby.
[woman] Run!
[music grows ominous]
It's okay, guys.
Chill out.
-[music subsides] -[Nax] It's okay.
Well, in a surprise show of mercy, President Minos has released the Trojan 7.
Andromache and Astyanax were reunited once more.
Astyanax was thought to be dead, and yet he's very much alive.
It's a happy day for this beleaguered people.
-Poseidon, you little punk. -[dialing]
You… palooka prick.
["Only Time" by Enya playing]
Pissant.
Hey! Hey.
-♪ Who can say ♪ -[Minos exhales]
♪ Where the road goes? ♪
♪ Where the day flows? ♪
-♪ Only time ♪ -[sighs deeply]
-♪ And who can say ♪ -[exhales]
♪ If your love grows ♪
-♪ As your heart chose? ♪ -Oh yeah.
-[yelps] -[music cuts out]
[screams]
Holy fuck!
[laughs] You like it warm, huh?
It's intense.
Is that… argan oil?
In the shampoo?
Uh, yeah.
Ooh, goody.
Yes, please.
[Minos breathing shakily]
[Poseidon] Mm.
Oh, hurry up, man.
-[oil splatters] -[Poseidon chuckles]
Uh…
I can explain about the Trojans.
-[sniffs] -[Minos] My decision.
I know. It wasn't what we discussed.
There were no--
There is no decision, Minos.
Not if I tell you to do something.
I don't care how much you love your daughter.
Remember, you don't bend to love.
You do as you're told.
[Minos grunts]
[groans]
Is that clear?
[Minos coughing]
[gagging]
[grunts]
[muffled] It's clear. It's clear. [groans]
-[Poseidon] Mm. -[groans]
[sighs]
Good.
[Minos panting]
[Poseidon chuckles]
Conditioner, please.
[somber chant resonating]
[breeze blowing gently]
[Hera moaning in pleasure]
[moans grow louder]
[chanting subsides]
-[gently] Your hair smells nice. -[Poseidon] Mm.
-[softly] I try. -[Hera] Mm.
[Poseidon sighs]
[Hera exhales]
This prophecy…
-"The family falls." -Oh, please.
Don't you start. [chuckles]
No, I'm simply sad it includes all of us.
'Cause I'd be quite keen on a prophecy that got rid of just Zeus.
I'm sure you would.
[Poseidon] Mm.
["Sull'aria… che soave zeffiretto" from The Marriage of Figaro playing]
[enchanting aria continues]
[sighs heavily]
[officer shouting orders indistinctly]
Go, go, go, go!
-[Trojan 1 shouts] -[groans]
-[officer 2] Don't move! Police! -[officer 3] Stay the fuck down!
[Prometheus] This is what happens, over and over again,
for as long as the gods have ruled.
-Get off me! -[officer 4] Shut up!
Please, no! No!
[Prometheus] Where there is connection, they divide.
Where there is love, they destroy it.
[pleasant duet building]
[alarm blares]
[aria cuts out]
[menacing instrumental music playing]
[Minotaur roars]
[silence falls]
[clock ticking softly]
-[distant wailing] -[gasps]
[Ari panting]
-[anguished cries continue] -[mournful strings playing]
-Miss, please. No. -[Ari grunts]
You!
You did this! You!
Your family did this!
My son!
He's dead!
[poignant strings building]
[music fades]
You promised me.
It's the will of the gods, Ari.
Or would you have me defy them?
[tense, rhythmic music playing]
[door slams]
Hey, Ari.
[Alecto] We're here about your brother.
[thrilling rock music playing]
[rock music fades]
[melancholic vocals rise]
[intense instrumental music playing]
[instrumental music fades]