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The Odyssey · written by Christopher Nolan · 2026
Scene 148 of 199 · ≈ 1 min on screen · Act two
Twenty years after leaving for the Trojan War, Odysseus fights his way home across a hostile sea only to find his kingdom overrun — and must return in disguise to reclaim his wife, his son, and his throne from the suitors laying siege to his house.
Ithaca frozen in a decade of waiting: Penelope weaving, the suitors feasting, Telemachus unheard.
Telemachus needs proof of his father's fate; Penelope needs the throne secured before the suitors force her hand.
Telemachus sails from Ithaca in secret, crossing into the unfamiliar world beyond his mother's house.
Odysseus's remembered ordeal — Troy, the Cyclops, Circe, Hades, Charybdis — paid for in men, ships, and years, while Telemachus searches the courts of Sparta.
Odysseus makes landfall on Ithaca at last, alone but alive — what he wanted, stripped of everything else.
Following Calypso's counsel to surrender to the storm rather than fight it, Odysseus sets out alone on a crude raft, pushed to sea by her.
Adrift and nearly drowning on the raft, Odysseus finally lets go of the need to control his fate.
Odysseus washes ashore on a foggy beach and Athena reveals to him that he has finally reached Ithaca.
This scene
Eumaeus is tending the PIGS WITH HIS DOGS. One of them starts BARKING. Eumaeus FOLLOWS THE BARKING DOG to the fence.
EUMAEUS
Who's there?
It is IRUS. With a GROUP OF BANDITS...
IRUS
We need food.
Several YOUNG FARMHANDS have gathered behind Eumaeus to quiet the dogs.
Eumaeus's words are FRIENDLY, but the TONE SHOWS CLEAR DISTRUST.
EUMAEUS
Zeus welcomes you, strangers. How many are you?
Irus leans on the gate... QUIETLY OPENING IT...
IRUS
A dozen.
The Bandits quietly come through the fence to surround Eumaeus. THE DOGS BARK. Eumaeus SHUSHES them, sternly.
EUMAEUS
In need of a meal?
IRUS
And supplies. For the road.
EUMAEUS
Where are you headed?
IRUS
We need pigs - we're going all the way to Pylos.
EUMAEUS
Are you pilgrims?
Several Bandits LAUGH.
IRUS
Do we look like pilgrims?
EUMAEUS
I don't see well. Zeus demands I offer you a meal, but these pigs aren't mine to sell.
IRUS
Don't worry, we're not paying...
Irus nods at his men WHO DRAW BRONZE WITH A DISTINCTIVE SCRAPE... THE DOGS BARK... THE FARMHANDS RUN, SCREAMING...
Eumaeus SWINGS HIS STICK BLINDLY...