Hector:
I've seen this moment in my dreams. I'll make a pact with you. With the gods as our witnesses, let us pledge that the winner will allow the loser all the proper funeral rituals.
Achilles:
There are no pacts between lions and men.
[stabs spear into ground, and takes off helmet, throwing it to the side]
Achilles:
Now you know who you're fighting.
Hector:
[takes off helmet and throws it aside]
I thought it was you I was fighting yesterday. And I wish it had been, but I gave the dead boy the honor he deserved.
Achilles:
You gave him the honor of your sword. You won't have eyes tonight; you won't have ears or a tongue. You will wander the underworld blind, deaf, and dumb, and all the dead will know: This is Hector. The fool who thought he killed Achilles.
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