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The Odyssey · written by Christopher Nolan · 2026
Scene 15 of 199 · ≈ 1 min on screen · Act one
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.
Present: Eumaeus, remembering, feels the now-dying Argus's fur and confirms Odysseus's old instinct about the dog was right.
Flashback: teenage Odysseus hunts a boar with the young Argus and the future suitors, including Sinon and Antinous, watching as boyhood friends before the war.
Flashback: Odysseus is stitched up after the boar gored him and jokes with Eumaeus about testing his bow's tension.
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Eumaeus puts his hand on Telemachus’s shoulder.
EUMAEUS
Try again. This time not as fast. Or precise.
Telemachus gets to his feet. Mentor RAISES HIS GUARD. Eumaeus PULLS Telemachus down to WHISPER in his ear.
EUMAEUS (CONT’D)
(whisper)
You can’t win with a perfect defence. Draw the attack.
TELEMACHUS
How?
EUMAEUS
(whisper)
Hesitation. Open your belly to your opponent’s blade -- their attack becomes your chance...
Telemachus STRAIGHTENS up. He and Mentor SPAR... Telemachus opens his defence -- Mentor OVEREXTENDS -- Telemachus MOVES OUTSIDE THE THRUST -- finishes with his SWORD at Mentor’s THROAT. He nods, SATISFIED.
TELEMACHUS
Did you teach my father that?
EUMAEUS
No, he taught me. He said you’re not always going to be the strongest or the fastest. So be the smartest.
TELEMACHUS
What would he do if he came back here to find these suitors in his house?
Eumaeus SHAKES HIS HEAD with longing...
EUMAEUS
Don’t. I can’t even let myself imagine what he’d do to them.
TELEMACHUS
There’s so many.
EUMAEUS
Cut a couple down, the others cave. Bullies and cowards.
EUMAEUS (CONT’D)
Most of them were old enough to go to Troy. But when they saw Agamemnon’s sail...