ALEXANDER
亚历山大
“Fortune favours
the bold”
VIRGIL-The Aeneid
“命运眷顾勇敢之人”
维吉尔-埃涅伊德
维吉尔 (古罗马诗人,公元前70-公元前19) 他最伟大的史诗埃涅阿斯纪
讲述了埃涅阿斯在特洛伊陷落后的流浪经历
Babylon, Persia-June 323B.C
巴比伦，波斯 – 公元前323年6月
巴比伦：古巴比伦王国的首都，位于幼发拉底河沿岸的美索不达米亚境内，作为首都大约建于公元前 1750年，在它被亚述人毁灭后（ 公元前 689年），它又被尼布甲尼撒二世重建于王室显赫之时，巴比伦是世界七大奇观之一的空中花园所在地
波斯：西南亚一个强大的帝国，公元前 546年后由居鲁士二世建立。到了大流士一世和他儿子色雷斯时期，帝国达到全盛时期 。 公元前 334年亚历山大大帝征服了波斯 。后来的帝国由萨桑王朝建立(
公元 226-637年)
Alexandria, Egypt-40 Years Later
亚历山大，埃及 – 40年后
亚历山大：埃及北部的城市，位于尼罗河三角洲西端的地中海沿岸。于公元前 332年由亚历山大大帝建立，并成为犹太、阿拉伯和希腊文化的博物馆，尤以其广博的收藏品而闻名。法罗斯岛（灯塔）是世界七大奇迹之一。人口2,821,000
OLD PTOLEMY Our world is gone now…smashed by the wars.
一个时代结束了，被战争粉碎。
Now I am the keeper of his body…embalmed
here, in the Egyptian ways.
现在我守护着他的遗体，用埃及人的方法。
I followed him as Pharaoh, and have now ruled
40 years.
我追随他成为了法老，已统治了40年。
Hello, Papa.
I am the victor…but what does it all mean,
when there is no one left to remember…the great cavalry charge at Gaugamela?
Or the mountains of the Hindu Kush…when we
crossed a 100,000-man army into India…?
我是胜利者，但那又有什么意义？在高加美拉战场上疾驰的骑兵还是10万军队翻越印度库什的山峰？一切终将无人记起。
He was a god, Cadmos…or as close as
anything I’ve ever seen.
他是神，卡德莫斯。比任何人都接近神。
Tyrant, they yell so easily.
暴君，他们叫得轻易。
I laugh.
我失笑。
No tyrant ever gave back so much.
从没有暴君会给予这么多。
What do they know of the world, these
schoolboys?
对于世界，这些孩子懂得些什么？
It takes strong men to rule.
强者方能统治。
Alexander was more, he was Prometheus, a friend to man.
亚历山大不止如此，他是普洛米修斯，人类的朋友。
[希神]普罗米修斯：从奥林匹斯偷火给人类的巨人，因为这事宙斯将他锁在一块巨石上，派一只鹰去吃他的肝，而他的肝每天又重新长上(造福于人类的神)
He changed the world.
他改变了世界。
Before
him, there were tribes, and after him…all was possible.
在他之前，世界遍布部落；在他之后，一切变为可能。
There was suddenly a sense the world could
be ruled by one king…and be better for all.
人们忽然意识到，世界可以由一个人来统治，并且好于所有。
18 great Alexandrias he built.
他建立了18个亚历山大。
It
was an empire, not of land and gold, but of the mind.
不是土地黄金，而是一个思想的帝国。
It was a Hellenic civilization…open…to all.
希腊文化从此向世界开放。
But how can I say it?
How can I tell you what is was like…to be
young, and to dream big dreams?
但我如何才能向你描述，让你了解那种对于年轻的渴望和那些伟大的梦想？
To believe when Alexander looked you in the
eye, you could do anything.
Anything.
让你相信，如果亚历山大看着你的眼睛，你便无所不能，无所不能。
In his presence, by the light of Apollo…we
were better than ourselves!
当他环绕着阿波罗的光芒出现，我们便能超越自我。
【希腊神话】
阿波罗：司预言、音乐、医药、诗歌之神，有时等同于太阳神
Truly…I’ve known many great men in my life,
but only one colossus.
真的，很多称得上伟大的人，但巨人只有一个。
And only now, when old…do I understand who
this force of nature really was.
而且只有现在，当我老了，才明白这种自然的驱动力究竟是什么。
Or do I?
真如自知？
Did such a man as Alexander exist?
亚历山大这样的人真的存在吗？
Of course not!
当然不！
We idealized him, make him better than he
was.
我们把他理想化，让他变得比本来更好。
Men…all men, reach and fall…reach and fall.
人，所有人，达到即陨落，达到即陨落。
In the East…the vast Persian
Empire ruled almost all the known world.
在东方，辽阔的波斯帝国几乎统治了全世界。
In the West, the once-great Greek
city-states…Thebes, Athens,
Sparta, had
fallen from pride.
在西方，一度强盛的希腊城邦：底比斯、雅典、斯巴达、已经失去了昔日的荣耀。
[史]底比斯(古希腊Boeotia的主要城邦)
斯巴达(古希腊军事重镇)
For a hundred years now, the Persian kings
had bribed the Greeks…with their gold to fight as mercenaries.
100年来，波斯王用黄金使希腊人替他们打仗。
It was Philip, the one-eyed, who changed
all this.
但是独眼的菲利普改变了这一切。
Uniting tribes of illiterate sheepherders
from the high and lowlands…with his blood and guts, he built a professional
army…and brought the devious Greeks to their knees.
统一了各地目不识丁的牧羊部落，用他的血肉建立了一只职业军队，令狡猾的希腊人俯首称臣。
He then turned his eye on Persia…where it was said the new “Great King”
Darius, himself…on his throne in Babylon,
feared Philip.
然后波斯成了他下一个目标。有人说巴比伦王座上的伟大帝王大流士对菲利普心坏恐惧。
大流士(古波斯帝国国王)
It was from these loins of war that
Alexander was born, in Pella.
正在战争酝酿之际，亚历山大出生了，在佩拉。
Pella, Macedonia
佩拉，马其顿
马其顿：希腊北部一古国。在菲利浦二世和他的儿子亚历山大帝统治时期国力强盛(公元前 4世纪)，为希腊文明的传播作出了重要的贡献。罗马人于
公元前 148年把它兼并，变成一个省
Dreams are yours for keeping
O.P Some
called his mother, Queen Olympias, a sorceress…and said that Alexander was the
child of Dionysus…others Zeus.
有人说他母亲，王后奥林匹亚斯是女巫，亚历山大是狄俄尼索斯之子，更有人说是宙斯之子。
[希神]狄俄尼索斯(酒神, 即罗马神话中的Bacchus)
[希神]宙斯：希腊神话中的主神，天堂的统治者，其他神和人间英雄的父亲
But, truly, there was not a man in Macedonia…who
didn’t look at father and son, side-by-side…and wonder.
但说实话，没有一个马其顿人望着这对父子而从不产生怀疑。
OLYMPIAS
Fortune follows bold ones
幸运紧随勇敢之人
Trust the ones who
give you love
信任那些爱你的人
Life has just
begun, son
人生才起航，儿子
Her skin is water.
她的皮肤是水。
Her tongue is fire.
她的舌头是火。
She is your friend.
她是你的朋友。
Take it.
拿着。
If you hesitate, she will strike.
如果你犹豫，她就会咬你。
Remember that, hmm?
记住，好吗？
Never hesitate.
永不犹疑。
Yes.
对。
They are like people.
她们就像人。
You can love them for years…feed them,
nurture them…but still…they can turn on you.
你可以一直爱着他们，喂他们，养育她们；但她们仍然可以反咬你一口。
Don’t hurt her.
不要伤害她。
Come.
来。
He calls me a barbarian.
他说我是个野蛮人。
Phillip makes a mockery of Dionysus every
night!
菲利普每晚都嘲笑狄俄尼索斯！
Women are the only ones…who know Dionysus.
只有女人才真正了解狄俄尼索斯。
My little Achilles.
我的小阿喀留斯。
[希神]阿喀留斯：荷马史诗伊利亚特 中的英雄，是珀琉斯和西蒂斯之子，杀害赫克托耳的人
Stay, Alexander, down!
别动，亚历山大，躲起来！
Down.
躲起来。
CHILD ALEXANDER Mama!
妈妈！
O Down.
躲起来。
What is it you want?
你到底想要什么？
PHILIP Six month, did you miss me?
六个月了，你想我吗？
O Not here!
别在这里！
PH Proud bitch! I’m
still your king!
妄自尊大的贱人！我仍然是你的国王！
O King of what?
Sheepherders?!
什么国王？牧羊人的？
I am of Achilles’ royal blood.
我有阿喀留斯的贵族血统。
PH The blood of
Herakles runs in my veins!
我身上流着赫拉克勒斯的血！
[希神]赫拉克勒斯：大力神
O You are nothing
but a drunken whore!
你只不过是个酒醉的色鬼！
PH Shut your foul
mouth, you ten-titted bitch from Hades!
闭上你的脏嘴，你这地狱里10个奶头的母狗！
Which god could I curse to have ever laid
eyes on you!
哪个该被诅咒的神，居然让我看上了你！
O Do you think
people respect you?
你以为人们都尊敬你？
You think they don’t know your bastards?
你以为他们不知道你的私生子吗？
PH Damn your
sorceress soul. You keep him here like one of your snakes!
你这个女巫！你像养蛇一样养他！
I told you not!
我叫过你不要！
You’ll obey me.
你会服从我的。
O I will not.
我不会。
PH You’ll obey me,
or I’ll kill you with my own hands!
你要服从我，否则我亲手杀了你！
C.A No! No, stop!
Papa!
不！不，住手！爸爸！
PH Obey me!
服从我！
NURSE Your Majesty! No!
陛下！不！
O In the name of
the gods.
奉诸神之名。
He will never be yours! Never!
他永远不会属于你！永远！
In my womb, I carried my avenger!
在我的子宫里，早已埋下了复仇的种子！
8 Years Later
八年以后
O.P In the
world he grew up to…I’ve come to believe it was in friendship that Alexander
found his sanity.
在亚历山大所面对的那个世界里，我相信是友谊铸就了他的心志。
WRESTING TRAINER You don’t
need much to fight.
打仗并不是什么难事。
When you’re in the front ranks of a
battle…facing some Northern barbarian tribe…courage won’t be in the lining of
your stomach, Nearchus.
当你站在军队的最前列，面对那些北部的野蛮部落，勇气不在胃里，尼阿克斯。
It’s in the heart of a man!
是在一个人的心中！
You don’t need to eat everyday…or until
you’re full, Ptolemy!
你不需要每天都吃，或者直到你吃饱，托勒密！
You don’t need to lie in bed in a
morning…when you can have some good bean soup, Cassander, after a forced night
march!
如果在彻夜行军后的早上可以喝到美味的豌豆汤，你就不应该赖在床上，卡山德拉！
Come on, Alexander.
怎么了，亚历山大。
Come on!
快点！
Who will ever respect you as a king?
谁还会像一个国王一样尊敬你？
Do you think it’s because of your father?
仅仅因为你是国王的儿子？
The first rule of war is to do what you ask
your men to do…no more, no less!
战场上的第一条永远是身先士卒。不用多，也不用少！
Good! That’s it!
好！这样就对了！
Well done, Hephaistion! Good wrestling!
干得好，赫费斯提翁！这才是摔跤手！
That’s what I want!
这正是我想要的！
Come, come, come.
够了，够了，够了。
You did well, but you lost.
你做得很好，但是你输了。
Now, both of you, congratulate the other.
Go on!
你们俩，祝贺对方，来啊！
YOUNG HEPHAISTION Would you
want me to let you win, Alexander?
你想我让你赢吗，亚历山大？
YOUNG ALEXANDER You’re right.
你做得对。
But I promise you I will beat you one day,
Hephaistion.
但我保证总有一天我会赢你的，赫费斯提翁。
O.P It was
said later that Alexander was never defeated…except by Hephaistion’s thighs.
有后人说，亚历山大从未被击败过，除了赫费斯提翁的大腿。
ARISTOTLE Although an inferior race…the Persians control at least four-fifths
of the known world.
虽然下等的波斯人至少支配着五分之四的已知世界。
But is it possible…that the source of Egypt’s mighty river Nile…could
rise in these distant mountains of the Outer Earth?
但是否可能，埃及尼罗河的源头是在地图以外这些遥远的山脉中？
If so, an experienced navigator could find
his way here…by this river east, down into the great plains of India…out into
the Eastern Ocean at End of the world…and by this route, up the Nile…back to
Egypt, into the Middle Sea, and home…to Greece.
如果是这样的话，一个经验丰富的航海家可以在这里找到一条路，沿河东行，直到印度的大平原，出来以后是世界尽头的东海，经由这条路，沿尼罗河而上，返回到埃及，进入地中海，最后回到希腊。
Now if only these frogs could look
outward…and act on their favored position at the center, Greece could
rule the world!
只要这些井底之蛙可以向外看一看，利用地理上的优势，希腊便可统一天下！
Y.A Why is it, master…in
myth these lands you speak of are known?
老师，为什么这些地方会在神话里出现？
India,
where Herakles and Dionysus traveled…all these men who went East,
Theseus…Jason, Achilles, were victorious.
印度，赫拉克勒斯和狄俄尼索斯都去过。所有这些去过东方的人，特修斯、伊阿宋、阿喀留斯都胜利了。
[希神]特修斯：
[希神]伊阿宋：
From generation to generation their stories
have been passed on.
他们的故事世代相传。
Why Unless there was truth to them.
为什么？除非这些都是真的？
ARIS Tales of
Amazons?
亚马逊女战士的故事？
[希神]亚马逊
No, Alexander.
不，亚历山大。
Only common people believe these tales, as
they believe most anything.
只有民众才相信这些故事，就像他们轻信几乎所有的事一样。
We are here precisely to educate ourselves
against such foolish passions.
我们在这里正是要教育自己对抗那些愚昧的感情。
Y.A But if we are
superior to the Persians, as you say, why do we not rule them?
如果我们比起波斯人更加优越，就像你所说的，为什么我们没有统治他们？
It is… It has always been our Greek dream
to go East.
它仅仅只是希腊人一个东征的梦想？
ARIS The East has a
way of swallowing men and their dreams.
东方有它吞噬人和梦想的方法。
YOUNG NEARCHUS Master? Master?
老师？老师？
ARIS Yes?
什么事？
Y.N Master?
老师？
ARIS Out with it!
说出来。
Y.N Why are the
Persians so cruel?
为什么波斯人那么残忍？
ARIS That is not
the subject for today, Nearchus.
这不是今天的课题，尼阿克斯。
But, it is true that the Oriental races are
known for their barbarity…and their slavish devotion to their senses.
但是东方人确实以野蛮著称，而且他们盲从或沉迷于感官世界。
Excess in all things in the undoing of men.
在任何一件足以使人沉沦的事上都毫无节制。
That is why we Greeks are superior.
所以才说我们希腊人更加优越。
We practice control of our senses.
我们尝试着控制我们的感性。
Moderation, we hope!
要有自制力，我们希望是！
YOUNG CASSANDER Then what of Achilles at Troy,
master?
那阿喀留斯在特洛伊是怎么回事，老师？
Was he not excessive?
难道他不过份吗？
ARIS Achilles
simply lacks restraint.
阿喀留斯完全没有自制力。
He dominates other men so completely that
even when he withdraws from battle…crazed with grief over his dead lover,
Patroclus…he seriously endangers his own army.
他太过专横，当他从战场上的撤退时，因为情人帕特克勒斯的死而悲伤以至于发狂，他使他的军队陷入危机。
[希神]帕特克勒斯：
He is a deeply selfish man!
他是一个极度自私的男人。
Y.C Would you say
that the love between Achilles and Patroclus is a corrupting one?
你的意思是阿卡留斯和帕特克勒斯之间的爱情是堕落的？
ARIS When men lie
together in lust, it is a surrender to the passions…and does nothing for the
excellence in us.
如果男人因为情欲而和男人睡觉，是一种对本能的投降，这对自我提升毫无益处。
Nor does any other excess,
Cassander…jealousy among them.
其它无节制的行为亦然，卡山德拉——嫉妒是其一。
But when men lie together and knowledge and
virtue are passed between them…that is pure and excellent.
但如果男人一起睡，交流知识和美德，那就是纯洁和极好的。
When they compete to bring out the good,
the best in each other…this is the love between men that can build a
city-state…and lift us from our frog pond.
他们互相竞争从而产生出更好的东西，这才是男人之间的爱，它铸就了城邦，并且使我们不再狭隘。
O.P Philip
brought such as Aristotle from Athens…to
educate our rough people.
And growing more ambitious, he now
planned the invasion of Persia.
PH Is that the best you can do, Cleitus?
Back to the phalanx with you, I’ll ride him
myself!
CLEITUS No one will ride that beast, Your Majesty!
Not with your leg
PH He’s been beaten
far too often.
HORSE SELLER My noble King, he’s a high-spirited animal, yes.
High-spirited and worthy of, of Philip of
Macedon!
For three-and-a-half talents…I couldn’t
possibly make a, make a profit on him, but for you…
PH Why would I want
such a beast? I already have a wife!
O Do I seem so old?
Hold him!
PH A broken neck
comes free, you fool!
He’s too nervous for battle.
Sell him for meat.
Y.A Buy him for me,
Father!
I’ll ride him.
PH And if you
don’t?
Y.A I’ll pay for
him myself!
PH With what, your
singing voice?
Y.A I’ll pay you!
PH I tell you the
horse can’t be ridden, lad.
His mind is broken.
Y.A He can be
ridden…by me!
PH If you can rule
that horse, I’ll make him yours…at half the price.
CL That horse will
kill him, Philip.
He’ll break the boy in two!
PH Will he?
Perhaps she’ll make a musician out of him!
PARMENION The boy doesn’t have the craft.
He could hurt himself.
PH He’ll have to
figure that out for himself.
It’s time.
Y.A You don’t like
your shadow, do you?
It’s like a dark spirit coming up to get
you.
Do you see?
That’s us
It’s just a trick of Apollo’s.
He’s the god of…the sun.
But I’ll show you how to outwit him…you and
me together.
Bucephalus.
That’s what I’ll call you…strong and
stubborn.
Bucephalus and Alexander.
Come now, let’s ride together.
PH Ah, he’s got
some Titan in him yet!
Attalus! Cleitus! For Zeus’s sake, he beat
you, man!
Y.A Now,
Bucephalus. Show them.
PH My son! My son!
PH You remember
Achilles.
Y.A He’s my
favorite!
PH Why?
Y.A Because he
loved Patroclus, and avenged his death!
PH And his fate?
Y.A That he must
die young, but with great glory.
PH Did he have a choice?
Y.A Yes! He could
live a long life, but there would be no glory.
PH Your dream of
glory, Alexander.
Your mother encourages you.
But there’s no glory without suffering and
this she will not allow.
Y.A One day I’ll be
on walls like these.
PH Prometheus stole
the secret of fire and gave it to man.
It made Zeus so angry, he chained
Prometheus to a rock in the Great Caucasus…and
each day his eagle pecked out the poor man’s liver.
Each night it grew back again…so that it
could be eaten the next day.
Miserable fate.
Y.A Why?
PH Who knows these
things?
Anyway…
Oedipus tore out his eyes…when he found out
he’d murdered his father…and married his mother.
Knowledge that came too late.
Medea, she slaughtered her two children in
vengeance…when Jason left her for a younger wife.
Y.A My mother would
never hurt me.
PH It’s never easy
to escape our mothers, Alexander.
All your life, beware of women.
They’re far more dangerous than men.
Herakles!
Even after he accomplished his Twelve
Labors…he was punished with madness, slaughtered his three children.
Poor Herakles Great Herakles!
All greatness comes from loss.
Even you, the gods will one day judge
harshly.
Y.A When I’m king
like you one day, Father?
PH Don’t rush the
day, boy. You risk all.
My father threw me into battle before I
knew how to fight.
When I killed my first man, he said: “Now
you know!”
I hated him then, but I understand why now.
A king isn’t born, Alexander, he’s made…by
steel and by suffering.
A king must know how to hurt those he
loves.
It’s lonely. Ask Herakles.
Ask any of them!
Fate is cruel.
No man or woman can be too powerful or too
beautiful without disaster befalling.
They laugh when you rise too high…and crush
everything you’ve built with a whim.
What glory they give, in the end, they take
away.
They, they make of us slaves.
8 Years Later
O Pregnant so soon…the little whore.
He will marry her in the spring, during
Dionysus’ Festival…and when her first son is born…her sweet uncle, Attalus,
will convince Philip…to name the boy his successor, with himself as Regent.
And you…you will be sent on some impossible
mission…against some monstrous northern tribe…to be mutilated in one more
meaningless battle over cattle.
And I, no longer queen, will be put to
death…with your sister and the remaining members of our family.
A I wish…sometimes
you could see the light, Mother.
Truth is, he’s taken nothing from you that
you’ve not been long without.
O The only way is
to strike.
Announce your marriage to a Macedonian now!
Beget a child of pure blood, he would be
one of them, not mine…and he would have no choice but to make you King!
There is still Kynnane.
Eurydice was perfect. If your father, that
pig, had not ravaged her first!
A Say nothing more
of my father!
A Do you hear me?
Say nothing.
O You’re right.
Forgive me.
A mother loves too much.
Who shall I sing to sleep at night anymore?
I wish we could spend more time together.
Like we used to, when you were the sweetest
boy.
A There’s never
been time, Mother.
Since I was a child, I’ve been groomed to
be ever the best.
O My poor child,
you’re like Achilles…cursed by your greatness.
Take my strength.
You must never confuse your feelings with
your duties, Alexander.
A King must make public gestures for the
common people.
I know…but you will be nineteen this
summer…and the girls already say you don’t like them, you like Hephaistion
more.
I understand.
It’s natural for a young man.
But if you go to Asia
without leaving your successor, you risk all.
Hephaistion loves me…as I am…not who.
O Loves? Loves?
In the name of Dionysus…understand how
Philip thinks…for your own sake.
Your life hangs in the balance!
His spies are inside your closest circle.
A Stop!
I’m his only worthy son!
You crazed woman.
He’d never hurt me.
Even if Eurydice had a boy, he’d be twenty
before he’d let him rule!
O Yes, and you
would be 40!
Old and wise…like Parmenion…and Philip’s
young son would be 20!
Like you now…but raised by him, his blood.
He will never give you the throne now,
Alexander.
Never
PTOLEMY Come, Alexander, drink this sadness away!
A If only thirst
could quench sorrow, Ptolemy.
PH There’s only one
thing better than winning a battle, son…and that’s the taste of a new woman!
You’ll find it far sweeter…than self-pity.
Pausanias, you bore me.
Be gone with you!
CL I found you the
right girl!
What’s your name, darling?
What’s your name?
ANTIGONE Antigone!
CL I love you, my
little imp!
A And I love you,
Cleitus.
PAUSANIUS Please no!
PH There you go!
HEPHAISTION Would you prefer a seat, Cleitus?
CL I’ll sleep in my
grave, Hephaistion.
While alive, I prefer dancing.
PH Who’s your new
friend?
There’s your new friend.
PAU No, please, don’t!
ATTALUS A toast, A toast!
I drink to our Greek friends…and to our new
union, Macedonia and Greece…equals
in greatness!
And to Philip, our King…without whom this
union could not be possible.
PH Come, Attalus,
leave some damn air in the Hall!
AT And last, I
drink to…the King’s marriage to my niece, Eurydice…a Macedonian Queen we can be
proud of!
To Philip and Eurydice…and to their
legitimate sons!
Alexander don’t!
A What am I, you
son of a dog? Come then!
PH Shut up! Shut
up, all of you!
This is my wedding!
Not some public brawl!
Apologize, by Zeus, before you dishonor me!
A You defend the
man who called my mother a whore and me a bastard
And I dishonor you?
PH You listen like
your mother!
Attalus is my family now, the same as you!
A Choose your
relatives more carefully!
Don’t expect me to sit here and watch you
shame yourself.
AT You insult me!
A I insult you? A
man not fit to lick the ground my mother walkson?
You dog, questioning your Queen!
PH Shame?
I’ve nothing to be ashamed of, you arrogant
brat!
I’ll marry the girl if I want!
And I’ll have as many sons as I want!
And there’s nothing you or your Harpy
mother can do about it!
A Why must you
think everything I do and say comes from my mother?
PH Because I know
her heart, by Hera…and I see her in your eyes!
You covet this throne too much!
Now we all know that she-wolf of a mother
of yours wants me dead!
Well, you can both dream, boy!
PA This is the wine
talking.
Leave the boy, it will wait till morning.
PH Now!
I command you…apologize to your kinsman!
Apologize!
A No kinsman to me.
Good night, old man.
And when my mother remarries, I’ll invite
you to her wedding.
PH You bastard!
You’ll obey me! Come here!
A And this is the
man who is going to take you from Greece
to Persia?
He can’t even make it from one couch to the
next.
PH Get out of my
palace!
You’re exiled, you bastard!
Banished from the land!
You’re not welcome here!
You’re no son of mine!
ALEXANDRIA
O.P Everything
suddenly change for him.
His father, King Philip, was murdered…and
Alexander, at 20…became the new ruler of Macedonia.
And breaking their treaties with us,
dismissing Alexander as an untried boy…several Greek city-states rose up in
revolt…much to Persia’s
delight…and perhaps sponsored by their gold.
Truly, Alexander could love like no
other…but to betray him was to rouse a vast and frightening anger…and he
massacred several thousand of the men of that tragic city, Thebes, and sold the survivors into slavery.
This, as intended, stunned and defeated the
Greeks.And though, in the end, he treated most populations with magnanimity…it
is these exceptions—Thebes, Gaza in Syria…and later Persepolis in Persia, and
others…that are always remembered by those who hate Alexander and all he stood
for.
At 21, Alexander invaded Asia…with an army
of 40,000 trained men and liberating one city-state after the other…he
conquered all of western Asia, south to Egypt…where
he was declared Pharaoh of Egypt…worshiped
as a god
It was in Egypt…that the respected oracle at
Siwah…declared him the…true son of Zeus.
He finally provoked Darius himself to
battle…in the heart of the Persian Empire, near Babylon.
Gaugamela, Persia
O.P 40,000
of us against 250,000 barbarians.
It was the day Alexander had waited for
all his life.
Alexander, son of a god.
It was a myth, of course.
At least it started as a myth.
I know.
I was there.
I saw his eyes…
A There!
In the crack of the Persian line, we’ll go
for the head.
ANTIGONOUS Kill Darius?
A The gods have
brought him to us at last!
If I die, it’s one Macedonian.
But the Persians, they cannot move without
Darius’s command!
Here. Right here, we cut the throat of the
Persian army!
PA This is madness!
You’ll never get within a hundred paces of him.
Have you seen the sheer size of his force
Alexander?
A Not if you hold
them on the left, my brave Parmenion…with your son Philotas, for just on , two
hours tomorrow.
And you, unbreakable Antigonous. The center
phalanx.
Perdiccas.
Leonnatus.
Nearchus.
Polyperchon.
If you pin them on the walls of your
sarissas here, in the center…their cavalry will follow me out to the right.
And when bold Cassander breaks, stretching
their left…a hole will open.
Then I and my cavalry, our revered…Cleitus,
Ptolemy, and Hephaistion…we’ll strike through that gap…and deal the death blow
to Darius’s head.
PA Alexander even
with luck, timing, the gods, we must rout them tomorrow.
Destroy their army completely.
Or we’ll be picked apart by bandit tribes
on the long journey home.
AN Right.
A You speak of home
And retreat.
But do you understand, Parmenion…Babylon’s my new home.
C Alexander…if we
must fight, do so with stealth.
Use your numbers well.
We should attack tonight when they least
expect us.
I didn’t cross Asia
to steal this victory, Cassander.
C No, you are too
honorable for that.
No doubt influenced from sleeping with
“Tales of Troy” under your pillow.
But your father was no lover of Homen’s.
PA The lands west
of the Euphrates?
The hand of his daughter in marriage?
When has a Greek ever been given such
honors?
These are not honors, Parmenion.
They’re bribes which the Greeks have
accepted.
Too long!
Do you forget that the man who murdered my
father lies across the valley floor?
PA Alexander, we’re still not really sure
if it was Persian gold behind the assassination
That is no matter
Parmenion, you know that’s not true!
PA Your father
taught you never to surrender your reason to your passion.
Now I urge you:
Regroup, fall back to the coast, raise a
larger force!
A Iwould…if I were
Parmenion, but I am Alexander.
And no more than Earth has two suns, will Asia bear two kings.
These are my terms…and if Darius isn’t a
coward who hides behind his men…then he’ll come to me tomorrow.
And when he bows down to Greece…Alexander’ll
be merciful.
CL By Ares’ chains,
he’s got balls, men!
I mean, give the man his due, Parmenion!
And lads, feast tonight…for tomorrow we
will dine in Hades.
H To whom do you
pray?
A Phobos.
H Fear?
A bad omen.
A More so for
Darius.
I’ve come to believe that fear of death
drives all men, Hephaistion.
This we didn’t learn as schoolboys.
It is the cause of all our misfortunes.
So, mighty Crateros…
CRATEROS Your Majesty!
A Are you ready for tomorrow’s dawn?
CR It’s been too
long coming, if you ask me.
The men are skittish as colts.
A Good
Fear makes men fight better.
Post your sentries alertly, but rest them
well.
Don’t you worry, General, I’m known to
sleep with my eyes open as a baby’s arse.
DIMNUS Only because someone might steal his loot, sire.
A After tomorrow,
even the thrifty among you shall be kings.
The gods are with us, Your Majesty.
They are.
We’ll stain the ground with Persian blood, my king.
H I’ve always
believed, Alexander…but, this seems so much bigger than us.
A Did Patroclus
doubt Achilles when they stood side-by-side at the siege of Troy?
H Patroclus died
first.
A If you do, if you were to fall, even if Macedonia were
to lose a king…I will avenge you…and follow you down to the House of Death.
H I would do the
same.
A On the eve of
battle, it’s hardest to be alone.
H Then
perhaps…perhaps this is farewell…my Alexander.
A Fear not,
Hephaidtion.
We are at the beginning.
OMEN READER Blood makes the
world rise.
Blood makes the rain fall.
Blood makes the earth grow.
And in blood…all men are born…and die.
Blood is the food of the gods below.
A Come, Bucephalus.
Today we ride to our destiny.
Cavalry, group! Regroup!
Phalanx, turn right!
Phalanx!
Attention!
A Neoptolemus! I
remember you the day you jumped the siege tower at Tyre, you were a giant!
And today?
How will you fight?
Dexippos, by Athena…how far was it you
threw your man wrestling at the last Olympic Games?
Will you match it with your spear?
And Timander…son of Menander, a great
soldier to my father.
I still mourn your brother, Addaios, who
died so bravely at Halicarnassus.
What an honored family you descend from,
Timander.
You fight for them today!
You’ve all honored your country…and your
ancestors.
And now we come to this most distant place
in Asia…where across from us…Darius has at
last…gathered a vast army
Yes, these Persians do seem to be so many!
But look again at this horde and ask
yourselves:
Who is this great king who pays assassins
in gold coins…to murder my father, our king…in a most despicable and cowardly
manner?
Who is this great king, Darius, who
enslaves his own men to fight?
Who is this king…but a king of air?
These men do not fight for their homes.
They fight because this king tells them
they must.
And when they fight, they will melt away
like the air…because they know no loyalty to a king of slaves.
But we are not here today as slaves!
We are here today as Macedonian free men!
Some of you…perhaps myself…will not live to
see the sun set over these mountains today.
But I say to you…what every warrior has
known since the beginning of time, conquer your fear…and I promise you, you
will donquer death!
When they ask why you fought so bravely,
you will answer, “I was here this day a Gaugamela…for the freedom…and glory…of Greece!”
Zeus be with us!
Cassander!
Four columns, go!
DARIUS Where does he go?
BESSUS don’t know, Majesty.
D Envelop him,
Bessus.
A Hephaistion, go!
Phalanx!
Macedonian Center
Forward, march!
D He makes a mistake, Pharnakes.
PHARNAKES Yes, great King.
PA Be brave, men!
Be brave!
Steady on the left, lads!
Bend if you must, but never break, and keep
watching the cavalry on the left!
A Pick up the pace!
AN Prepare to repel
chariots!
Forward…
…march!
Push them back!
Stay in line! Stay in line!
Hold! Hold!
A Cassander! Go!
Forward, men!
Left turn!
Infantry, clear.
Out, now!
Circle to the left!
CR Hold your
position!
Hold your position!
PA Hold!
PHILOTA We must fall back to the gully, Father.
PA No, hold.
Where is he? We’re far too thin!
Get word to Alexander! Move!
Yes, sir!
A Come,
Macedonians!
Ride! Ride!
To Alexander!
Shields, break off!
The shields are here!
A Drive for the
hole!
Forward!
PA Back and to the
left!
Back and to the left!
Philotas!
PHI Father.
PA Go, tell
Alexander yourself!
And if he won’t listen, then survive me and
avenge this betrayal!
CL Pay attention,
lad!
Your father still watches over you!
A Darius!
Find your horses!
Darius!
No!
We can reach those mountains by sunset!
Go all night and catch Darius at dawn!
Provision the horses!
PHI Alexander!
Alexander!
My father’s lost!
They’ve overrun the flank! They’re into the
baggage train!
H Parmenion’s
crumbling!
P Alexander, if you
chase him, you risk losing your army here!
A And if we capture
him, we gain an Empire!
You can run to the ends of the earth, you
coward…but you’ll never run far enough!
To Parmenion!
HERMOLAUS You bleed free, my lord.
May I tend to your wounds?
A No, Hermolaus,
not now.
There’s far worse than me, go to them.
Help them.
GLAUKOS Your Majesty!
A You’re very
brave.
What shall I call you?
G Glaukos, my King!
A Glaukos!
And where’s your home?
G Illyria.
A Let your body go
loose.
Think of home now.
Be brave again, Glaukos…and you will live
on in glory.
G Alexander.
O.P The Persian Empire, the greatest the world had yet known, was
destroyed
And Alexander at twenty-five was now
king of all.
Alexander once said to me:
We are most alone when we are with the
myths.
Babylon, Persia
O.P And
thus, it came to pass, in a dream as mythical…to all Greeks as Achilles
defeating the Trojians, as this one glorious moment in time…Alexander was loved
by all.
But in the end, I believe…Babylon was a far easier
mistress to enter than she was to leave.
A Imagine the minds
that conceived this.
With architects and engineers like these,
we could build cities such as we’ve only dreamed!
Aristotle may have called them barbarians,
but he never saw Babylon.
C We have enough
gold here to support another three generations of Macedonian armies.
A And Macedonia would
soon corrupt, Cassander.
Wealth in great quantities brings the
crows.
AN Not for the men
who fought, I trust?
A We’ll pay them
well, Antigonous…but not as mercenaries for future services.
NEARDHUS Now you sound like Philip.
H Philip never saw Babylon.
PERDICCAS No, he didn’t, Hephaistion.
PA Alexander, I
know you think me a stiff old sod, but whatever our differences…know this day
your father would be very proud of you!
A Thank you,
Parmenion.
I ask you to forgive me my own anger, my
pride.
They, too, blind me.
P Yes, the
grandsons of goat herder…we now rule two million square miles!
But…none of you fear that this great
fortune…may drive us all to destruction.
A You overvalue us.
For as long as Darius breathes, he is the
legitimate King of Asia…and I but the King of
Air.
PHI But he has no
power, Alexander!
He’s lost in the mountains with no army.
A As long as he’s
lost, Philotas, he can be believed in.
Only when he’s found will it be decided.
PA It seems you’ve
already made up your mind.
A We must finish
what we failed to do at Gaugamela, Parmenion.
We must hunt Darius down, if it be, to the
ends of earth!
PA That was not
your father’s mission!
A And I am not my
father.
Come on. Have you so quickly forgotten
fortune favors the bold?
PE By the gods!
What is this?
No wonder Darius fled when he had this to come back to.
I venture one for every night of the year.
LEONNATUS Help me, Aphrodite!
How will I ever go back to Lysimache after
this?
N I advise you not
to touch, Leonnatus.
Here, I’ll take care of it for you.
A Apologies.
BAGOAS Yes, I see.
A Aristotle was
perhaps prescient.
Do these images fool us with their beauty
and degrade our souls?
Great King, Alexander.
PHA The Princess of the Thousand Roses…and eldest daughter of the
formerly Great King, Darius…Stateira
STATEIRA Noble Alexander…I come…to beg for the lives of my sisters…my
mother, my grandmother.
A You are not
wrong, Princess Stateira.
He, too, is Alexander.
S Please. I plead
for my family’s lives.
Sell me as a slave, Great King, but please
do not--
A Look now, in my
eyes…Princess…and tell me…how would you like to be treated?
S As I am…a
Princess.
A Then so be it.
You and your family shall be treated as my
family.
You shall live in this palace as long as
you choose.
Have you any other requests for me, my noble
Princess?
S No.
Everything I wish, I have…
PHA Requested.
S …requested.
A You truly are…a
Queen.
O Yes, she
would be a perfect match for you…but you do nothing.
Three months you have been in Babylon…and leave me in Pella at the mercy of your enemies…of which
you have many.
Antipater, accustomed now to the power
that you have given him…I must watch him grow stronger.
I am certain that he communicates
secretly with Parmenion, who is dangerous, but beware, most of all, of those
closest to you.
They are like snakes, and can be turned.
DI General
Crateros!
O Cassander
is Antipater’s son…
Even Cleitus, your father’s favorite…and
Ptolemy, your friend, yes.
But beware of men who think too much.
They blind themselves.
Only Hephaistion do I leave out.
But all of them you make rich…while your
mother and yourself you leave in generous poverty.
Why won’t you ever believe me?
It is only a dark mind like mine…that
can know these secrets of the heart.
For they are dark, Alexander…so dark…
But in you…the son of Zeus, lies the
light of the world.
Your companions will be shadows in the
Underworld…when you are a name living forever in history…as the most glorious,
shining light of youth…forever young, forever inspiring.
Never will there be an Alexander like
you.
Alexander the Great!
Remember, bring me to Babylon, as you promised.
I can only help you, for they know if
they harm you…they will face my wrath as Queen of Babylon!
A It’s a high
ransom she charges for nine months’ lodging in the womb.
H Bring her,
Alexander.
It’ll give her such joy.
A Joy?
When I’m the cracked mirror of her dreams?
Stay with me tonight, Hephaistion.
I’ll take my own bath.
Thank you, Bagoas.
H The generals
question your obsession with Darius.
They say it was never meant for you to be
King of Asia.
A Naturally. They
want only to return to their homes, rich with gold.
But I’ve seen the future, Hephaistion.
I’ve seen it now a thousand times, on a
thousand faces.
These people want…need, change.
Aristotle was wrong about them.
H How so?
A Look at those
we’ve conquered.
They leave their dead unburied, they smash
their enemies’ skulls, and drink them as dust.
They mate in public!
What can they think, or sing, or write,
when none can read?
But as Alexander’s Army, they can go where
they never thought possible.
They can soldier or work in the cities…the
Alexandrias, from Egypt to
the Outer Ocean.
We could connect these lands, Hephaistion,
and the people.
H Some say these
Alexandrias have become extensions of Alexander himself.
They draw people into the cities so as to
make slaves of them.
A But we freed them, Hephaistion, from the Persia where
everyone lived as slaves!
To
free the people of the world…such would be beyond the glory of Achilles, beyond
Herakles…a feat to rival Prometheus…who was always a friend to man.
H Remember the
fates of these heroes.
They suffered greatly.
A Oh, we all
suffer.
Your father, mine.
They all came to the end of their time, and
in the end, when it’s over, all that matters is what you’ve done.
H You once said,
“The fear of death drives all men.”
Are there no other forces?
Is there not love in your life…Alexander?
I wonder sometimes, if it’s not your mother
you run from.
So many years, so many miles between you.
What is it you fear?
A Who knows these
things?
When I was a child, my mother thought me
divine, my father weak.
Which am I, Hephaistion?
Weak or divine?
All I know is, I trust only you in this
world.
I’ve missed you.
I need you.
It is you I love, Hephaistion…no other.
H You still hold
your head cocked…like that.
A I’ve stopped
that.
H No, like a deer,
listening in the wind. You strike me still, Alexander.
And you have eyes like no other.
I sound as stupid as a schoolboy about it.
You’re everything I care for…and by the sweet
breath of Aphrodite…I’m so jealous of losing you to this world you want so
badly.
A You’ll never lose
me, Hephaistion.
I’ll be with you always.
Till the end.
Northeastern Persia
O.P The
campaign in the northeast of Persia…turned
into a hard guerilla war of almost three years.
We chased Darius towards Bactria…but
missed taking him by hours.
He was dying when we found him, sire.
He asked for water, he drank and died.
O.P The
Great King Darius had been betrayed by his own commanders.
Fully honoring his corpse…Alexander
hunted down these commanders into unknown lands…crossing even beyond the River Oxus into Sogdia…
We fought them as far as the unknown
Steppes of Scythia…where only legendary heroes
had once trod.
The surveyors told us we were now on the
borders of where Europe and Asia meat.
In fact, as our new maps showed, we were
totally lost.
Here Alexander founded his tenth Alexandria…and settled it
with veterans, their women…and any who would dare the frontier life.
Unable to accept defeat in any form…Alexander
persisted in breaking every tribe that resisited…until the day he received the
head of his last enemy in surrender.
For Alexander, there could be no
pretender to the throne of Asia…which now included all of Sogdia and Bactria.
It was here that Alexander made one of
his most mysterious decisions.
PHA Her eyes tell
me she cares for you, Alexander…perhaps too much.
In the ways of my country…those who love
too much lose everything…and those who love with irony…last.
PA Your father must
be truning in his grave.
After all this time, a hill chief’s
daughter.
A This girl has spirit!
PHI But what’s the
point, Alexander?
Just take her as your concubine.
A Because I want a
son.
Damn you, Philotas!
PHI Then half your
nobles have sisters who’d make fine Macedonian mother.
A To take an Asian
as my Queen, not a captive, is a sign of deep respect.
It will, more than anything, bring us
together, unify us.
Which is not to say I won’t take a
Macedonian on day.
PHI As a second
wife?
You insult Macedonia!
POLYPERCHON Alexander…this is about the honor of our kingdom.
PA Exactly! What
can be won, Alexander?
We came here to Asia
to punish them for their crimes.
We’ve achieved that!
Seven years from home, now we drift from
one far region to another…chasing nomads and bandits, when Macedonia
bleeds its manpower!
For what?
To build roads in Asia?
To give these people cities?
A To found cities
and expand our reach is not to drift, Parmenion
PA What benefit to
Macedon?
A It’s far richer
than before!
PA Look what you
give them!
N With respect for
your age…had you fought better at Gaugamela
when your flank was crumbling—
PHI How dare you,
Nearchus!
N General Nearchus
to you, boy.
PHI Alexander
spread our flank too thin!
There was nothing my father, any of you,
could have done!
PA Philotas!
Alexander, I’ve known you since you were
born.
I supported you at your father’s death.
At the very least, for Zeus’ sake…and in
respect to the Council that chose you King…give us a Macedonian heir!
A Macedonian heir!
A You have been
heard clearly.
Parmenion!
And after the wedding, you’ll take two
brigades back to Babylon…where I look to you,
and Antipater in Greece…to
maintain our Empire and supply this expedition.
I’ll winter in the north with my advance
army at Marakand.
PA I pray to Apollo
you soon realize how far you’ve turned from your father’s path!
A Damn you,
Parmenion, by the gods and your Apollo!
War was in my father’s guts, wasn’t
overripe and reason like yours!
PA He never lusted
for war, Alexander, or enjoyed it so!
He consulted his peers in council…among
equals, the Macedonian way!
He didn’t make decisions based on his
personal desired!
I’ve taken us further than my father ever
dreamed!
Old man, we’re in new worlds!
C Alexander, be
reasonable!
Were they ever meant to be our equals?
Share our rewards?
You remember what Aristotle said.
An Asian?
What would a wedding vow ever mean to a
race that has never kept their word to a Greek?
A Aristotle be
damned!
By Zeus and all the gods, what makes you so
much better than them, Cassander?
Better than you really are?
In you and those like you is this.
What disturbs me most is not your lack of
respect for my judgment…but your contempt for a world far older than ours.
O.P And so
then years after his mother’s insistence he marry a Macedonian…
A Through our
union, Greek and barbarian may be reconciled in peace.
O.P …the
most powerful man in the world, took a girl of no political significance.
Why?
Some say it was for alliance with the
tribes…others the desire for a successor.
And yet others said Alexander truly fell
in love.
Who Roxane really was…I doubt that any
of us ever saw further than the pools of those black eyes.
Alexander…special for you.
A On this glorious
occasion…I toast this great Army that has given so much!
And in honor of them, those of you who set
out with us seven long years ago…I pronounce all your debts paid forthwith from
the Royal Treasury!
And in honor of my bride…my beautiful bride…we
recognize the many women who’ve shared the long, hard road with us…and grant
them dowries befitting a proper marriage!
And what about our boys?
And lastly…lastly, the gods demand no less
of us…that your children with these women be given…a proper Greek education and
military training, under our protection…so as to be the new soldiers…of our
Kingdom…in Asia!
H I found it in Egypt.
The man who sold it to me said it came from
a time…when man worshipped sun and stars.
I’ll always think of you…as the sun,
Alexander.
And I pray your dream will shine on all
men.
I wish you a son.
A You’re a great
man.
H Many will love
you, Alexander, but none so pure and deep—
ROXANE You love him?
A He is
Hephaistion.
There are many different ways to love,
Roxane.
Come.
You have no fear.
It’s fitting.
A man searches for a woman at Earth’s
Top…and finds her.
The myth becomes real.
R Yeah…great man!
You, I kill now.
A Do it!
End it!
I would do…I would do the same.
I’ll die a fool, for this…love.
My life is now yours.
You will have my son.
O Who is
this woman you call your Queen, Alexander?
A hill girl?
You? With your breeding?
Already she makes enemies with her
strong, clumsy nature.
Do not confuse us.
I was never a barbarian, as Philip said.
We are of Achilles’ royal blood!
Zeus is your father!
I understand, she brings you some
happiness…but hear me when I tell you, act and act soon!
After seven years, people wonder, “Who
is this King Alexander?”
I have given you ample proof.
Antipater daily undermines your
authority.
Return to Babylon
and strengthen your center…or come home to Macedonia and reorganize.
But do not chase your dream further
East.
Your life and mine depend on it.
Remember…my only thoughts are of you.
As you, too, must face your glorious
destiny…think kindly of your mother.
Provide for me.
Protect me from your enemies when you
are gone…and remember, always, it is I who love you more than any.
A If only you were
not a pale reflection of my mother’s heart.
A Who did this?
Tell me!
Hermolaus!
Never will you find a man as devoted as I.
O.P The
conspiracy deeply upset Alexander…not only because it involved the young pages
who’d shared his dream…more intimately…it implicated Philotas, his companion
from boyhood…who was Captain of Alexander’s Royal Guards.
PHI Alexander,
remember me for who I am.
A I do remember
you, Philotas, but not as you remember yourself.
It appears to me and your peers here that
the true weather of your soul is ambition.
O.P None of
us defended Philotas…
PHI I didn’t do
this!
O.P But then
again, none of us ever liked him…and of course, his power was carved up by the
rest of us.
Before he died, we tortured him to find
out what his father, Parmenion, knew…but this we never learned.
What to do with Parmenion and his 20,000
troops guarding our supply lines…was a far more delicate matter.
Was he innocent in this…or had he
decided to act before age further withered his power?
CR They’ll be
divided.
PE The men’ll
follow their King.
AN Alexander won’t
be there.
O.P
Necessity required Alexander to act…He sealed the camp within the hour of the
first accusations against Philotas.
A Then go,
Atigonous, and Cleitus.
And go quickly.
O.P Three
days hard riding sent Antigonous and Cleitus to Parmenion.
His soldiers accepted the finding of
guilt against Parmenion…as they understood the head of family was
responsible…for the behavior of all.
PA Cleitus!
Antigonous!
AN Parmenion.
O.PI
remember a remark of Bagoas’ once, that love eluded Alexander…as much, if not
more, than finding the End of the World.
In the spring…Alexander marched an army
of a hundred and fifty thousand across the passes of the Hindu
Kush…into the unknown.
In his dream, it was the promised route
to the End of the World.
We were now a mobile Empire, stretching
back thousands of miles to Greece…cooks and architects, doctors and surveyors,
moneylenders and wives, children, lovers, whores, and forget not the
slaves…that anonymous, bent, working spine of this new beast.
Ravaged or expanded, for better or
worse…no occupied territory remained the same again.
Although devoted to Roxane, Alexander’s
visits to her tent diminished…as a year, then two, went by without a
successor…wounding Alexander’s great pride.
P The surveyors are
saying that Zeus chained Prometheus up there…in one of those caves.
They say there’s a giant eagle’s nest just
about it.
I suppose he drops down each night to peck
out poor Prometheus’ liver.
A You remember what
Aristotle told us of these mountains?
P Yes, I do.
When we reached these heights, we’d look
back and see Macedonia
to the West…
And the Outer Ocean
to the East…but I fear this world is far larger than anyone dreamed.
A A world of
Titans.
P The scouts have
been up every known trail, Alexander.
There is no way across…except to the
south…into India.
A Were we gods,
we’d breach these walls to the Eastern
Ocean.
P We will,
Alexander.
In a few years’ time, we will return.
But first the men must see their homes.
A Have you found
your home, Ptolemy?
P More and more, I
think it will be Alexandria.
Well, at least it’s hot!
Thais, she loved it there.
A Women bring men
home.
I have no such feeling.
P You have Babylon, Alexander…where
your mother awaits your invitation.
A Yes, I have Babylon.
But each land, each boundary I cross…I
strip away another illusion.
I sense Death will be the last…yet still I
push harder and harder to reach this…home.
Where has our eagle gone?
We must go on, Ptolemy…until we find an
End.
India
O.P India,
the land where the sun was born…fabled to be even richer than Persia…had
never been explored or donquered.
Form the beginning, Alexander struggled
to unify a land without a center.
Kings who conspired against one
another…a labyrinth of tribes, urged on by zealots and philosophers….to die by
the thousands for their strange gods.
Crateros, in the advance party, fought
against men with hairy skins…who were tiny and lived in the tops of trees.
They’re in the trees!
O.P Until
Hephaistion convinced us these were animals who imitated men…but wore their own
skin.
Keep that away from me.
O.P They
called this tribe “monkey”.
A It’s a monkey.
Look, Roxane.
Very intelligent.
Hello, little man.
Do they speak?
H No, but they do
sing and make noises.
O.P And then
there was the rain.
Never before had we seen water that fell
from the gods…for sixty days and nights.
A You know better,
Machatas!
What’s your son going to say?
Come on, man, the older you get, the
stronger!
MACHATAS Right, my King.
Give me my horse, Alexander.
I’ll be with you, at your side.
Watch out for the serpent!
Look out! Look out for the snake!
Hold it! Hold it tight!
A Cleitus, bring
the snake healers!
CL Pauvanus!
Someone bring Pauvanus!
CR What happened,
lad?
A It’s to the neck.
CR Zeus, no! Hold
on, Dimnus.
Be brave! Be brave.
Oh, Zeus… no.
O.P Our
quest for gold and glory evaporated as we realized there was none to be had.
Tempers worsened.
We massacred all Indians who
resisted…and with the local water putrid, we drank the strong wine.
O.P As we
moved southeast…Alexander often returned the lands we conquered to their
defeated kings…so as to make of them allies.
But this did not sit well with the Army,
who began to wonder…if Alexander was on some crazed quest to imitate the glory
of Herakels.
N Give him a kiss!
A kiss for the boy!
A To Bagoas!
Bagoas!
A And to my
mother’s god, Dionysus…who we’re told by our Indian allies, traveled here
before Herakles, some six thousand years ago!
To a hero!
To a hero!
A Roxane!
R You lose face!
These Indians, they are a low, evil people!
A You don’t try to
understand them.
R I try.
But this I know, Alexander…in Persia you are
great King.
Here, they hate you!
Let us go back to Babylon.
There you are strong.
A We’ll talk about
this later.
R Yes, later.
Talk.
A I shall come,
tonight.
R And I shall wait.
Good night, my King.
Your Majesty…
CL I’ll toast to
Bagoas!
To Bagoas!
CL And the 30,000
beautiful Persian boys…we’re training to fight in this great Army!
And to the memory of Philip!
Had he lived to see his Macedonians
transformed into such…a pretty Army!
To Philip!
To a real hero!
To Philip!
A hero!
P And to Cleitus
and his new appointment as satrap of Bactria!
Cleitus! Cleitus!
CL That’s a fancy
way of putting it, Ptolemy…but we all know what a pension and an exile is after
thirty years’ service!
A You call
governing this major province “exile”?
CL Has Your Majesty
given any of his closest companions…a province so far from home?
A Then you won’t
make a very good satrap, will you, Cleitus?
CL So be it!
Let me rot in Macedonian rags…rather than
shine in Eastern pomp!
I won’t quake and bow down like the
sycophants you have around you.
Hephaistion…Nearchus, Perdiccas!
A As Governor of
one of our most Asian of satrapies, Cleitus…does it not occur to you, that if
my Persian subjects bow down before me…it’s important for them to do so?
Do I insist on Greeks doing the same?
CL You accept Greek
offerings as a son of Zeus, do you not?
A Only when
offered.
CL Then why don’t
you refuse these vain flatteries?
What freedom is this, to bow before you?
A You bow before
Herakles, do you not?
And he was mortal…but a son of Zeus.
CL How can you, so
young, compare yourself to Herakles?
A Why not?
I’ve achieved more in my years…traveled as
far, probably farther.
CL Herakles did it
by himself!
Did you conquer Asia
by yourself, Alexander?
Who planned the Asian invasion?
Was it not your father?
Or is his blood no longer good enough?
Zeus-Amon, is it?
A You insult me,
Cleitus!
You mock my family!
Be careful!
CL Never would your
father have taken barbarians as his friends…or asked us to fight with them as
equals in war!
Are we not good enough?
I remember a time when we could talk as
men, straight to the eye.
None of this scraping and groveling!
And now you kiss them…take a barbarian
childless wife, and dare call her Queen!
A Go quickly,
Cleitus, before you ruin your life.
CL Doesn’t your
great pride fear the gods any longer?
This Army, this Army’s your blood, boy!
PH Without it,
you’re nothing!
A You no longer
serve the purpose of this march!
Get him from my sight!
CL I don’t serve
your purpose?
What was I serving when I saved your puppy
life at Gaugamela?
Do you think we’ll be forced now to mate
with brown apes, to please Your Highness?
A Turn out the
guards!
Arrest him for treason!
Who’s with him?
Who’s with him?
I call Father Zeus to witness.
I call you to trial before him!
We’ll see how deep this conspiracy cuts!
Take him!
CL You speak about plots against you?
What about poor Parmenion?
You made me do your foul deed.
Have you no shame? Hypocrite!
Despot! False King!
You and your barbarian mother live in
shame!
A Cleitus?
No. No. Cleitus?
R Let me pass!
None can enter, your Highness.
R I am the queen!
I want to see him.
I’ve waited 3 days.
H He says none.
Not even you.
R He needs me!
H No. He doesn’t.
R And he needs you?
C Hephaistion, you
make a mistake.
H The Army needs
your reassurance…Alexander.
A Yes, like a old
lover they forgive, but they will never forget.
You know more than any…
H …great deeds are
done by men who took and never regretted.
You’re Alexander!
Pity and grief will only destroy you.
A Have I become so
arrogant that I am blind?
H Sometimes…to
expect the best of everyone is arrogance.
A Then Cleitus
spoke true.
I have become a tyrant.
H You’re mortal.
And they know it.
And they forgive you because you make them
proud of themselves.
A I failed,
utterly.
Macedonia – 8 Years Before
Philip, King of Macedonia…and
leader of the Greeks.
PH All my life I’ve
waited to see Greeks grovel with respect for Macedonia.
Today is that day.
They say already, “Philip was a great
general…but Alexander is simply great.”
But if you ever insult me again, I’ll kill
you.
I’ve missed ya!
In the spring, Persia!
You’ll command my horse from the right.
A I’m honored,
Father.
I wouldn’t miss it for all the gold in the
world.
PH Which you one
day will have!
O Making himself a
13th god.
He’s drunk so much wine, my poor Philip,
he’s lost his mind!
AT Your Majesty.
O Attalus.
I hope the Prince is enjoying the spectacle
as much as our Regent.
EURYDICE He’s very tired.
PH Pausanias! Bring
the rest of the Guard!
PAU Royal Guard!
To the arena!
March!
CL No guard, Your
Majesty?
In all this crowd?
Greeks all over the place
PH Cleitus! My
Cleitus!
This man you can always trust, Alexander!
Treat him as you would me.
He’ll guard your back for you.
A Yes, Father.
PH My people are
guard enough today, Cleitus!
Let these Greeks see for themselves how I
can walk through my people…then let them call me “tyrant!”
Bring the Main Guard in after my entry
only.
Cleitus, make sure the wine flows steady
all day.
I want them to like me.
Weren’t you told?
I go in alone.
You follow with the Main Guard.
Go on.
A Father, it’s best
I go with you.
PH You want the
world to see you’re my successor?
Is that what she wants?
Don’t look so hurt all the time, Alexander,
be a man!
Count yourself lucky you were here at all
today, after your public display!
By Herakles, by Zeus, by all the gods, obey
me this once!
A Have courage, Father,
and go on your way rejoicing that at each step…you may recall your valor.
And now Our Beloved King, Philip…in whose honor these wedding games
begin!
PH Pausanias, I
told you—
They murdered our king!
Murder! Murder!
The king is slain!
H The king lives!
Alexander, son of Philip!
May the gods bless the king!
You’re king now.
You’re king.
May the gods bless Alexander!
Alexander!
A Get out!.
Go!
How can you behave so shamelessly in
public?
O Because it was
meant to be.
A this isn’t how I
wanted to become king.
O No one blames
you.
A They blame me
already behind my back!
In secret!
O Slander is not
power.
A Shame is?
Who killed my father?
Tell me, or shall I put you on trial for
his murder?
O Pausanias.
A He had help!
Did you help him?
O No, never.
Why?
Why would I?
So many wanted it, Greeks, Persians, men…
A You’re mad!
You’re cursed!
You’ve unleashed Furies, you don’t even
know their power!
O Now who is
exaggerating?
Even if it was the wish of your heart.
A That’s a lie!
He was my father, I loved him!
O He was not your
father!
Your owe no blood debt to that man!
A You lie and lie
and lie!
So many lies you’ve spun, like a sorceress,
confusing me!
O Look at you.
Look at you, you are everything that he was
not.
He was coarse, you are refined.
He was a General, and you are a king!
He could not rule himself…and you shall
rule the world!
A You’re so cursed
by all the gods when you speak like this.
Such thick pride, and no mourning for your
husband.
O Mourn…him?
What do you know of Philip?
No, Alexander.
Zeus is your father.
Act like it!
A My first act
would be to kill you!
You murdered me in my cradle.
You birthed me in a sack of hate…hate you
have for those stronger than you, hate you have for men!
O I taught you my
heart, Alexander…and by Zeus and Dionysus, you grew beautiful!
A Dame your
sorceress soul!
O Your soul is
mine, Alexander.
A No! No!
You’ve taken from me everything I’ve ever
loved and made me you!
O Stop it!
Stop acting like a boy!
You’re a king!
Act like one!
Parmenion is with us, for once!
Execute Attalus without delay, then
confiscate their lands, and root out that family forever.
A Eurydice? Never!
Laugh, you monster!
You heartbreaker!
O How will you live
out the year like this, hm?
Have you learned nothing from Philip?
A No, from you,
Mother.
The best!
O What have I done
to make you hate me so?
One day, you will understand this…but I
have only you in my heart…I know what you need.
Now is the time.
The gods favor you.
Great wealth, power, conquest…all you
desire, the world is yours!
Take it!
Take it.
O.P He never
saw his mother again.
And while he was away, fighting the
Northern tribes…Olympias had Philip’s new wife, Eurydice, and her infant son
murdered.
Your Majesty?
O.P By
necessity, he had her uncle, Attalus, executed.
India
A Of course you
have fears.
We all have fears, because no one has ever
gone this far before!
And now we are weeks from the Encircling Ocean, our route home.
We’ll build a fleet of ships and sail all the
way back down the Nile to Egypt!
And from Alexandria, we shall be home within weeks!
There to be reunited with our loved ones…to
share our great treasures and tales of Asia…and
to enjoy our imperishable glory to the ends of time!
Follow Alexander!
A What?
Silence?
We’re with you, Alexander!
A Peucestas.
A hero!
Where are these great Amazons of myth who
dare to fight and kill men?
Where have they gone?
We’ll never leave you, Alexander!
A You, Meleager…who
are these tribes ahead compared to those we’ve vanquished?
Lysimachus?
Antigonous?
You break my heart.
You men, afraid?
Crateros.
CR My king.
I don’t like no bellyaching, I won’t
tolerate it in any of my units.
But I lost many a man.
Young ones, never been with a woman.
Some died of disease.
Some were butchered in Scythia, by the
banks of the Oxus.
Some died good.
Some just didn’t get no luck…but they died.
40,000 I come over with eight years ago…and
we march after you, more than ten thousand miles.
In the rain and the sun, we fought for you.
Some of us, fifty battles we’ve been in.
We killed many a barbarian.
And now when I look around, how many of
them faces do I see?
And now you want us to fight more of these
crazy monkey tribes east of here.
We hear talk of thousands of these elephant
monsters, cross a hundred more rivers!
A Crateros!
Good Crateros!
Who better than you to speak, most noble of
men.
But you know these’s no part of me without
a scar or a bone broken.
By sword, knife, stone, catapult, and
club…I’ve shared every hardship with all of you!
CR Aye, you have,
my king, and we love you for it!
But by Zeus, too many have died!
You have no children, Alexander…and we’re
just humble men, we seek no disturbance with the gods.
All we wish for…is to see our children…and
our wives, and our grandchildren, one last time…before we join our brothers in
that dark House they call Hades!
A Yes! You’re
right, Crateros!
I have been negligent.
I should have sent you veterans home sooner
and I will!
The first of you shall be the Silver
Shields.
And then every man who’s served 7
years…with full pensions from our treasury!
And respected…rich, loved, you’ll be
treated by your wives and children as heroes…for the rest of your lives…and
enjoy a peaceful death!
But you dream Crateros!
Your simplicity long ended when you took
Persian mistresses and children…and you thickened your holdings with plunder
and jewels…because you’ve fallen in love with all the things in life that
destroy men!
Do you not see!
And you, as well as I, know…that as the
years decline and the memories stale…and all your great victories fade it will
always be remembered, you left your king in Asia!
For I will go on, with my Asians!
We’re tired of flory!
To the jackals with you then, Alexander!
We come for you and you discard us!
Shame!
We want to see our wives and children before we die!
I’ve got children I haven’t even seen!
I want to see my children!
Trust Alexander!
A I paid for your
bastard children!
I’ve taken nothing for myself!
And all I’ve asked of you was one more
month!
Shame!
H That’s your King!
What would your father say?
A I’ve taken you
further than my father ever dreamed!
Too far!
A So go home!
I look to the barbarians for their courage!
I go east!
He wants us all dead, so no one can speak of his drimes!
A Who said that?
We’ll never make it back to Macedonia!
A You despicable
coward!
Come forth!
Make your accusations public!
Why? So you can have us killed?
Son of Zeus!
You desecrate your real father’s memory.
Or did you murder him like you did Cleitus?
A Hide! Hide in
this mob!
Because I will take your life—
Get back to your tents, you cowards!
You insult my honor and my paternity!
Arrest him!
And him! Yes!
And you, this loudmouth Demetrios!
You call me murderer?
I have no such blood on my hands!
And him.
Yes, you’ll know the pain of treason!
You mock my shame for Cleitus and say I
would harm a hair of my father’s head!
After all I’ve done for you, you swine!
You cowards! Traitors!
Come on, then!
Where are your daggers?
O.P He drove
on, south to the Outer
Ocean.
In smashing the mutiny and executing the
ringleaders…he did nothing, to my mind, that any general in wartime would not
have done.
But clearly the Army was divided…and
Alexander was no longer loved by all.
CR Stay calm.
Together we are strong as gods!
Cover with your left…strike hard with your
right.
Fear is rot!
A waste of time!
PE Lock shields!
CR Battle
positions!
Move!
AN Choppers,
prepare your knives!
Follow me!
Shields steady!
CR Strike hard,
boys! Strike hard!
A Come,
Macedonians!
Why do you hang back! Hurry!
Split to thirds!
Regroup and encircle!
Behind us!
Cover your back!
CR Hold the line!
We’re surrounded!
We must hold!
A No! Cavalry on
me!
Follow Alexander!
P Charge!
Charge!
Charge!
A The Phalanx is in
jeopardy!
Meleager, ride to Pharnakes and tell him
return to the center at once!
Amyntas, find Hephaistion at the riverbank
and bring all cavalry to the center!
We must reach Crateros before it’s too
late!
Hephaistion! To the center!
A Come,
Macedonians!
Ride! Ride!
Coenus! Get out of there!
No!
Hold together, Macedonians!
Regroup!
H The horses won’t
go!
On foot then!
CR Fall back, men!
Fall back!
A Come, Bucephalus.
It is only sun and shadow.
You and I, together, one last time,
Bucephalus.
A Retreat!
Isn’t it a lovely thing to live with great
courage…and to die living an everlasting fame?
Come, Macedonians, why do you retreat?
Do you want to live forever?
In the name of Zeus, attack!
Attack!
H Alexander!
AN Alexander!
H The King is down!
P To the King!
In the name of your king!
Nearchus, how is he?
How is he?
O.P It was
the bloodiest of his battles.
Pure butchery…the end of all reason.
We’d never be men again.
He lives!
Alexander!
A Men of
Macedon…we’re going home!
The gods be with you, Alexander!
We love you!
A We’re going home!
O.P His life
should have ended in India…but
that’s myth.
In life, Herakles died of a poisoned
shirt…given him in error by his jealous wife.
Making his devotions to the gods at the
end of the great journey…Alexander bade the East farewell, and marched this
army directly west…across the great Gedrosian
Desert…seeking the shortest route home
to Babylon.
To this day, there is no accounting of
how many died.
It was the worst blunder of his life.
And when he finally re-entered Babylon, after six years
in the far East…Alexander again seized the imagination of the world…by taking
two more wives.
A Just last night
he was…
DOCTOR It’s the water, Your majesty!
He mixed it with the wine.
A But, how can this be?
Typhus, of India?
DO I wouldn’t tax
yourself, Your Majesty.
A few good night’s rest will do it.
But no wine or cold chicken—
H I feel better.
Soon, I’ll be up.
A We leave for Arabia in the spring and I couldn’t leave without you.
H Arabia
You used to dress me up like a sheik…wave
your wooden scimitar.
A You were the only
one who’d never let me win.
The only one who’s ever been honest with
me.
You saved me from myself.
Please don’t leave me, Hephaistion.
H Alexander.
I remember the young man who wants to be
Achilles…and then outdid him.
A And you
Patroclus.
And then what happened?
Ours is a myth only young men believe.
H But how beautiful
a myth it was.
A We reach… we
fall.
Oh, Hephaistion!
H I worry for you
without me.
A I am nothing
without you!
Come, fight, Hephaistion!
We will die together!
It’s our destiny.
We’ll have children with our wives…and our
sons will play together as we once did.
A thousand ships we’ll launch from here,
Hephaistion.
We’ll round Arabia…and sail up the Gulf to Egypt.
From there we’ll build a channel through
the desert and out to the Middle
Sea.
And then we’ll move on Carthage.
And that great island, Sicily, they’ll pay large tribute.
After that, the Roman tribe, good fighters!
We’ll beat them…and then explore the
northern forests…and out the Pillars of Herakles to the Western Ocean!
And then one day, not ten years from now…Babylon, with its
deep-water harbor, will be the center of the World!
The Alexandrias will grow, populations will
mix and travel freely.
Asia and Europe
will come together.
And we’ll grow old, Hephaistion…looking out
our balcony at this New World.
Hephaistion?
Hephaistion?
Where is this Doctor?
DO I can’t explain
this, your Majesty.
It’s not possible!
I swear by Apollo--
A Execute him!
Take him out, now, and execute him!
P Come away!
A Liars! Liars!
You all hated him!
All of you!
Get out!
Get out, now!
A Be gone with you!
Harpies!
Get out! Get out!
R Are you drunk
again?
Get out.
A He’s dead.
R Who?
A Many hated
him…but I don’t think any other would have dared!
R Hephaistion is
dead?
Are you mad?
A You monster!
R Are you mad?
A You’ve taken from
me all that I’ve ever loved!
May all the Furies through time damn your
miserable heart!
PH Obey me!
R I have your
child!
Alexander, I have your child!
Alexander, my husband, my King!
We have a son!
A My poor, poor,
ill-fated son!
Never touch me again!
R No!
A One last
toast…before the dawn.
To my old…friends!
And to the myths!
To the myths!
Yes!
Go on!
Finish it!
A To the next dawn!
O Rest your eyes my little son
A Yes, come.
Come to Babylon…I await you.
Your only,
loving son.
R Wait! Wait!
Vultures!
Your son, Alexander!
Just three more months!
Please live!
PE Alexander, we
beg you.
Tell us who.
Who will rule this great empire?
Who do you want, Alexander?
A Fear not. We are at the beginning.
The myth becomes
real.
Beyond Herakles…
I’ll be on walls
like these.
When this is
over, all that matters is what you’ve done.
PH I’ll remember.
O Zeus is your father!
N The Army will
divide.
Satrapies will revolt.
Without your orders, there’ll be war.
P Pray tell us,
who?
O It is I who love you more than any.
What did he say?
A To the best.
PE He said, “To the
best.”
L No, he said, “To
Crateros.”
To Crateros?
Why would he say Crateros?
Babylon, Persia-June 323 B.C
O.P On the
10th of June…a month short of his 33rd year, Alexander’s
great heart…finally gave out, and as he vowed, he joined Hephaistion.
But in his short life, he achieved,
without doubt…the mythic glory of his ancestor Achilles…and more.
His sacrifice was an early death…but in
keeping to his side of the bargain…I cannot help but feel Alexander conquered
Death as well.
Olympias’ transgression in the murder of
his father…is to my mind, a probability.
His?
A burden.
Alexander was too in love with glory for
him to steal it.
But by blood, and blood alone…he was
guilty.
O No!
The body stays in Babylon.
O.P Within
hours, we were fighting like jackals for his corpse.
The wars of the world had begun.
40 years off and on they
endured…Cassander in Greece,
Crateros and Antigonous in western Asia…Solucas and Perdiccas in the East,
myself in Egypt…until
we divided his Empire in four parts.
P Gentlemen, we are
not savages!
O.P
Cassander certainly proved his will to power…when seven years later, he had
Olympias executed.
And within twelve years, he achieved…the
complete destruction of Alexander’s bloodline…
Alexandria
O.P …when he
poisoned Roxane and Alexander’s thirteen-year-old son…the true heir to the
Empire.
But the truth is never simple…and yet it
is.
The truth is, we did kill him.
By silence, we consented.
Because we couldn’t go on.
What did we have to look forward to but to
be discarded in the end like Cleitus!
After all this time, to give away our
wealth to Asian sycophants we despised?
Mixing the races, “harmony” , pah!
Oh, he talked of these things…
But wasn’t it really about Alexander, and
another population ready to obey him?
I never believed in his dream.
None of us did.
That’s the truth of his life.
The dreamers exhaust us.
They must die before they kill us with
their blasted dreams!
Just throw all that away, Cadmos.
It’s an old fool’s rubbish.
You shall write, “He died of fever and a
weakened condition.”
CADMOS Yes, great Pharaoh.
O.P He could’ve
stayed home in Macedonia,
married, raised a family.
He’d have died a celebrated man.
But this was not Alexander.
All his life…he fought to free himself from
fear.
And by this, and this alone, he was made
free…the freest man I’ve ever known!
His tragedy was one of increasing
loneliness…and impatience with those who could not understand.
And if his desire to reconcile Greek and
barbarian…ended in failure…well, what failure!
His failure towered over other men’s
successes.
I’ve lived, I’ve lived long life, Cadmos…but
the glory and the memory of man…will always belong to the ones who follow their
great visions.
And the greatest of these is the one they
now call… “Megas Alexandros”.
The greatest Alexander of them all.
directed by
OLIVER STONE
written by
OLIVER STONE
and
CHRISTOPHER KYLE
and
LAETA KALOGRIDIS
a MORITZ BORMAN
production
In association with
IMF
produced by
THOMAS SCHUHLY
produced by
JON KILIK
IAIN SMITH
and
MORITZ BORMAN
COLIN FARRELL
ANGELINA JOLIE
VAL KILMER
CHRISTOPHER PLUMMER
JARED LETO
ROSARIO DAWSON
and
ANTHONY HOPKINS
JONATHAN RHYS
MEYERS
BRIAN BLESSED
TIM PIGOTT-SMITH
director of
photography
RODRIGO PRIETO,
ASC, A.M.C.
production designer
JAN ROELFS
music by
VANGELIS
edited by
TOM NORDBERG
YANN HERVE
ALEX MARQUEZ
casting by
HOPKINS SMITH & BARDEN
and
LUCINDA SYSON C.D.G
costume design by
JENNY BEAVAN
Music supervisor
BUDD CARR
co-executive
producers
GIANNI NUNNARI
FERNANDO SULICHIN
executive producers
PAUL RASSAM
MATTHIAS DEYLE
an OLIVER STONE
film
CAST
(is order of appearance)
OLD PTOLEMY…ANTHONY HOPKINS
SCRIBE
(CADMOS)…DAVID BEDELLA
卡德莫斯
CHILD ALEXANDER…JESSIE KAMM
OLYMPIAS…ANGELINA JOLIE
奥林匹亚斯
PHILIP…VAL KILMER
菲利普
NURSE…FIONA
O’SHAUGHNESSY
YOUNG ALEXANDER…CONNOR PAOLO
YOUNG
HEPHAISTION…PATRICK CARROLL
WRESTING
TRAINER…BRIAN BLESSED
YOUNG NEARCHUS…PETER WILLIAMSON
YOUNG CASSANDER…MORGAN CHRISTOPHER FERRIS
YOUNG
PTOLEMY…ROBERT EARLEY
YOUNG
PERDICCAS…ALECZANDER GORDON
ARISTOTLE…CHRISTOPHER PLUMMER
亚里士多德
CLEITUS…GARY STRETDH
克莱特斯
PARMENION…JOHN KAVANAGH
帕美尼昂
ATTALUS…NICK DUNNING
阿特拉斯
EURYDICE…MARIE
MEYER
伊尤狄卡
HORSE SELLER…MICK LALLY
ALEXANDER…COLIN FARRELL
亚历山大
HEPHAISTION…JARED LETO
赫费斯汀
PTOLEMY…ELLIOT COWAN
托勒密
PHILOTA…JOSEPH MORGAN
ANTIGONOUS…IAN BEATTIE
CASSANDER…JONATHAN RHYS MEYERS
卡山德
NEARDHUS…DENIS CONWAY
尼阿克斯
PERDICCAS…NEIL JACKSON
珀迪克斯
LEONNATUS…GARRETT LOMBARD
雷昂纳特斯
POLYPERCHON…CHRIS ABERDEIN
珀利珀琛
CRATEROS…RORY McCANN
克拉特洛斯
CAMMIRE SOLDIER (DIMNUS)…MICHAEL
DIXON
狄姆纳斯
OMEN READER…TIM
PIGOTT-SMITH
DARIUS…RAZ DEGAN
大流士
PERSIAN PRINCE…EROL
SANDER
BACTRIAN
COMMANDER…STEPHANE FERRARA
DYING SOLDIER (GLAUKOS)…TADHG
MURPHY
格劳克斯
FAT EUNUCH…JEAN LE
DUC
BAGOAS…FRANSISCO BOSCH
伯格阿斯
STATEIRA…ANNELISE HESME
斯泰拉
PERSIAN
CHAMBERLAIN…TSOULI MOHAMMED
PAUSANIUS…TOBY KEBBEL
泡赛尼阿斯
GREEK OFFICER…LAIRD
MACINTOSH
ROXANE…ROSARIO DAWSON
罗珊娜
ATTALUS
HENCHMAN…RAB AFFLECK
ROXANES
FATHER…FEODOR ATKINE
CUP BEARED #1…HARRY
KENT
CUP BEARER #2…SAM
GREEN
INDIAN KING…BIN
BUNLUERIT
INDIAN PRINCE…JARAN
NGAMDEE
DOCTOR…BRIAN McGRATH