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We're in for one wild night.
Spartans! Ready your breakfast and eat hearty, for tonight we dine in Hell!
No retreat, no surrender. That is Spartan law. And by Spartan law we will stand and fight, and die.
A new age has come: an age of freedom. And all will know that 300 Spartans gave their last breath to defend it.
This is where we hold them! This is where we FIGHT! This is where they DIE!
Remember this day, men, for it will be yours for all time.
Give them nothing! But take from them everything!
[After Xerxes offered to make Leonidas Warlord of his Empire, if he would only kneel before him] You are generous, as you are divine, oh king of kings. Such an offer, only a madman would refuse. But the idea of kneeling, it's, uh, you see, slaughtering all those men of yours has left a nasty cramp in my leg so kneeling will be hard for me.
There's no reason we can't be civil, is there?[Stated while chewing on an apple as his soldiers spear wounded enemies.]
[Xerxes is brought to Leonidas on a massive gold throne carried on the back of his servants] Let me guess. You must be... Xerxes.
[After being threatened with the deaths of the Spartan women] Clearly you don't know our women. I might as well have marched them up here, judging by what I've seen.
The world will know that free men stood against a tyrant, that few stood against many, and before this battle is over, that even a god-king can bleed.
Spartans! PUSH!
Spartans! Prepare for glory!
[Response to Daxos (an Arcadian) saying their choices were to retreat, surrender, or die.] Well that’s an easy choice for us, Arcadian; Spartans never retreat. Spartans never surrender!
[After dropping his helmet and his shield whilst being asked to submit] You there, Ephialtes, may you live forever.
Today, no Spartan dies!
At age 7, as is customary in Sparta the boy was taken from his mother and plunged into a world of violence. Manufactured by 300 years of Spartan warrior society to create the finest soldiers the world has ever known. The agoge as it's called, forces the boy to fight, starves him, forces him to steal... and if necessary, to kill.
(as Leonidas bids farewell to his wife) "Goodbye my love." He doesn't say it. There's no room for softness, not in Sparta. No place for weakness. Only the hard and strong may call themselves Spartans. Only the hard. Only the strong.
(regarding the Arcadians) They shout and curse, stabbing wildly, more brawlers than warriors. They make a wondrous mess of things. Brave amateurs....they do their part.
Now, as then, a beast approaches, patient and confident, savoring the meal to come.
It is not fear that grips him. Only a heightened sense of things.
The old ones say we Spartans have descended from Hercules himself.
Taught never to retreat, never to surrender. Taught that death in the battlefield in service of Sparta is the greatest glory he could achieve in his life.
And so the boy, given up for dead, returns to his people, to sacred Sparta a king, our king, Leonidas!
(as the Persian ships are struck by a thunderstorm) Zeus stabs the sky with thunderbolts, and batters the Persian ships with hurricane wind! Glorious. Only one among us keeps his Spartan reserve. Only he....only our King.
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