[Priam kneels and kisses Achilles' hands]
Achilles:
Who are you?
Priam:
I have endured what no one on earth has endured before. I kissed the hands of the man who killed my son.
Achilles:
[realizes, stands abrubtly]
Priam? How did you get in here?
Priam:
I know my country better than the Greeks, I think.
Achilles:
[walks forward, lifts Priam]
You are a brave man. I could have your head on a spit in the blink of an eye.
Priam:
Do you really think death frightens me now? I watched my eldest son die, watched you drag his body behind your chariot. Give him back to me. He deserves a proper burial, you know that. Give him to me.
Achilles:
He killed my cousin.
Achilles:
He thought it was you. How many cousins have you killed? How many sons and fathers and brothers and husbands? How many, brave Achilles?
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