King Leonidas : My heart is broken for your loss.Captain : Heart? I have filled my heart with hate.King Leonidas : Good.
You have many slaves, Xerxes, but few warriors. It won't be long before they fear my spears more than your whips.
Stelios : It's an honor to die at your side.King Leonidas : It's an honor to have lived at yours.
It's been more than thirty years since the wolf and the winter cold. And now, as then, it is not fear that grips him, only restlessness. A heightened sense of things. The seaborn breeze, coolly, kissing the sweat at his chest and neck. Gulls cawing, complaining, even as they feast on the thousands of floating dead. The steady breathing of the 300 at his back, ready to die for him without a moment's pause. Everyone of them ready, to die.