Immortals Movie Quotes: A Visual Feast(Total Quotes: 56)
Directed by: Tarsem Singh
Henry Cavill – Theseus
Mickey Rourke – King Hyperion
Stephen Dorff – Stavros
Freida Pinto – Phaedra
Luke Evans – Zeus
John Hurt – Old Man
Joseph Morgan – Lysander
Anne Day-Jones – Aethra
Greg Bryk – The Monk
Alan Van Sprang – Dareios
Peter Stebbings – Helios
Daniel Sharman – Aries
Isabel Lucas – Athena
Kellan Lutz – Poseidon
Steve Byers – Heracles
Stephen McHattie – Cassander
Matthew G. Taylor – Mondragon
Romano Orzari – Icarus
Corey Sevier – Apollo
Dylan Smith – Stephanos
Robert Naylor – Young Theseus
Mercedes Leggett – High Priestess #2
Kaniehtiio Horn – High Priestess #3
Ayisha Issa – High Priestess #4
OUR REVIEW & RATING ★★★☆☆
Immortals movie quotes have just enough spectacle to make up for the lack of substance in the story. The movie itself is played out well enough and visually striking, but where the movie fails is in the rushed character development, which made them void of much personality, and too much cutting corners in the story telling.
Verdict: It does not offer any historical or mythological accuracy but provide an average story with some enjoyable actions sequences that just about makes it entertaining enough to sit through. If you want a visual treat then this movie won’t disappoint.
[first lines; Phaedra wakes up from a nightmare]
High Priestess #3: [subtitled] My oracle, what vision did you dream?
Phaedra: [subtitled] Titans. Unleashed.
High Priestess #2: [subtitled] By whom?
Phaedra: [subtitled] King Hyperion. He seeks the Epirus bow to rule over mankind.
High Priestess #4: [subtitled] We must pray.
Old Man: [voice over] When this world was still young, long before man or beast roamed these lands, there was a war in the heavens. Immortals, once thoughts incapable of death, discovered they had the power to kill one another. Lost in this war was a weapon of unimaginable power, the Epirus bow. The victors declared themselves Gods, while the vanquished were renamed Titans and forever imprisoned within the bowels of Mount Tartarus. Eons passed, mankind flourished and the great war receded from memory. But the evil that once was has reemerged.
Phaedra: [subtitled] Hyperion is here. He comes for me.
High Priestess #4: [subtitled] We must go now.
[as Hyperion and his soldiers enter the holy building]
The New Priest: Stop! You cannot enter here! This is sacred ground.
King Hyperion: Sacred for who?
The New Priest: What do you want with us?
King Hyperion: Where is the virgin oracle?
The New Priest: Defile this house further and you will risk the wrath of the Gods.
King Hyperion: The Gods.
[he looks up at the painting of the Gods on the ceiling and then spits in the holy water]
King Hyperion: The Gods. The Gods. Go ahead, call upon them. Pray.
[he pushes the priest down on his knees and pours a liquid all over the priest]
King Hyperion: Ask for their help. Pray to the same Gods who stood by as my wife and children were stricken by disease. I too cried to the heavens for help, but instead of mercy I was met with silence and the wretched sight of my family suffering like animals until their deaths. Your Gods will no longer mock me. I will release the Titans.
The New Priest: It’s not too late to end this madness. Salvation can be yours if you wish it.
King Hyperion: Let me enlighten you priest.
[suddenly he drops a burning flame in front of the priest who bursts into flames and burns]
King Hyperion: I will end the reign of Gods.
Old Man: Wheel that ax well, Theseus. Maybe someday we’ll see you use the same determination to find a wife.
Theseus: You conspiring with my mother now?
Old Man: She worries about you.
Theseus: There’s no need to worry about me.
Old Man: You know, being a warrior is not just being able to strike your opponent down with a sword. It’s finding good reason to draw your sword in the first place.
Theseus: I draw my sword to protect those that I love.
Old Man: What about the others?
Theseus: The others turned their backs on me.
Old Man: The weak, the defenseless? Who’s going to protect them?
Theseus: Careful, too much worry will make you an old man.
[the old man laughs]
[as his mother comes out of her church]
Aethra: Theseus, maybe one day you’ll join me in prayer. Ask the Gods to grant me grandchildren before I’m too old.
Theseus: Mother, your Gods are children’s stories and my spear is not. And you know mother, it takes more than lighting candles to make babies. Besides, your priest wears a ridiculous hat.
[Theseus and his mothers are stopped as the villagers are fleeing from Hyperion’s approach]
Icarus: You’re with the wrong party.
Theseus: Is this not the caravan traveling to Tartarus?
Icarus: It is, but you will not be traveling among us. Go in the morning with your own kind.
Theseus: My kind?
Icarus: Peasants and undesirables travel tomorrow.
Theseus: My kind’s blood is the same color as yours. Shall we spill some to proof it.
[he pushes Icarus and his mother tries to stop him]
Soldier: What happened here?
Icarus: This bastard and his whore mother…
[suddenly Theseus punches him hard in the stomach and the soldiers attack him]
[as Theseus is holding Lysander by the throat with his soldier]
Helios: What is that you want, brother?
Theseus: It seems as though my kind travel in the morning. I want them with a proper escort.
[Lysander tries to attack Theseus with his sword, but Theseus stops him]
Move again and I will bury this in your skull.
Helios: What’s your name?
Helios: Now is not the time for violence, Theseus. Let him go.
Theseus: Only if I have your word the rest them are to be protected.
Helios: You have my word. I will capable men for the care of them tomorrow.
[after Theseus has let Lysander go]
Helios: Save our blood lust for Heraclians, Theseus. Join our ranks, you have been trained well.
[Theseus looks at the Old Man]
Theseus: I had a good teacher.
Helios: I could use men of your skill our side to defeat Hyperion’s legions.
Theseus: Why would I serve you? You, who so easily abandon us?
[he pushes Helios aside]
Theseus: Let’s go mother.
Theseus: Where are your things, old man? Are you not prepared for the march?
Old Man: Such odysseys were meant for the young and expectant, not for a worn out old goat like me.
Theseus: It’s easy to reconsider. You know staying here is suicide.
Old Man: If the Heraclians show up at least I’d be spared a slow death. From what I understand, indecision is not their style.
Theseus: You are mad.
Old Man: No. Just tired. It’s not living as such that’s important, Theseus. It’s living rightly.
[we see the old man walk past a doorway and statue]
Zeus: Reveal yourself.
[suddenly the old man transforms into Zeus]
Zeus: Reveal yourself.
[the statue comes to life and turns into Athena]
Zeus: No need for formalities. None of the other Gods are looking? Are they?
Athena: When you walked to here, just now, you actually looked like a father or maybe a grandfather.
Zeus: We must tread carefully here. Heed the law, none of the mortals on earth should witness us in our immortal form.
Athena: But father, you’ve come dangerously close. You’ve been influencing the boy, Theseus, for years.
Zeus: Yet as one of them, never as a God, only as his friend.
Athena: Why him?
Zeus: He does not fear danger, nor pain, defeat or ridicule. He fears only the failure to defend that which he holds so dear. His loved ones. If there is one human who could lead them against Hyperion, it would be Theseus. But it must be his choice.
King Hyperion: You are a defector, I understand.
Lysander: Yes, my king.
King Hyperion: I am not your king.
Lysander: But I wish you to be.
King Hyperion: But you are a traitor by definition, are you not? What would I want with a traitor in my midst?
Lysander: I can tell you of a village that lies unprotected, where you can gather young women.
King Hyperion: I have plenty of women.
Lysander: Slaves and weaponry.
King Hyperion: I have plenty of weapons. What I want is the Epirus bow, like this monastery I moved every precious stone you people worshiped upon and I have yet to find it.
[one of Hyperion’s men forces a monk to sit beside Lysander]
King Hyperion: Have you ever met a Sibylline monk, traitor?
[Lysander shakes his head]
King Hyperion: Monks of his order are unwavering in their obedience to the virgin oracle. With the right prodding, the oracle could see where the bow rests. Couldn’t she, monk?
[the monk does not reply]
King Hyperion: Tell me where she is?
[suddenly the monk grabs a knife and places it next to his throat]
King Hyperion: I know of your faith, monk. The Sibyllines are forbidden to take a life under any circumstance, giving their own. You have no choice but to tell me what I want to know.
[suddenly the monk slices off his own tongue]
King Hyperion: A monk can be made to talk with or without his tongue.
[to one of his men]
King Hyperion: Give him to the beast, make him tell you where the oracle’s being kept.
King Hyperion: Do you have any children?
Lysander: Not yet.
King Hyperion: A man’s seed could be his most brutal weapon for generations. Your people will stare into the eyes of their sons and they will see my likeness. I will be remembered in every glance, every smile, ever tear that is shed for eternity. But before your baptism, understand that you are not drawn here to my flame on instinct.
[Lysander is led out of the room by a guy in a bull cage-mask]
King Hyperion: You ran here because you are a coward. And the world does not need any more cowards. So I shall do this world a great favor, mark you as one of us.
[the bull cage-masked man slices Lysander’s face]
King Hyperion: Enrich you with the ability to populate the earth. Traitor, although you will not hear them, your forefathers weep from their graves with the future of their bloodline ends with you here tonight.
[suddenly the bull cage-masked man hits Lysander’s privates with a mallet]
[after Hyperion attacks Theseus’s village, Theseus fails in trying to save his mother and he’s captured, Hyperion holds a knife against Aethra’s throat]
King Hyperion: Witness hell.
[Hyperion cuts Aethra’s throat, killing her]
Theseus: [shouting] Nooo! No! No!
[one of Hyperion’s men goes over to Theseus to kill him]
King Hyperion: Not him. Give him to the jailor. He can work in the salt mines. His pain has just begun.
[as the Gods watch what Hyperion and his army]
Athena: Hyperion’s legions show no mercy. They have destroyed every holy shrine in their quest for the Epirus bow. It is only a matter of time before they find it. I’ve noticed their king, takes the greatest care with all women who carry a child and personally sees to their slaughter. He ventures to eradicate Hellenic’s future.
Ares: The honor no rules of engagement.
Zeus: Effective. At least, thus far.
Ares: Effective? Cowardly.
Zeus: That maybe. But the Hellenic’s have yet to adapt, and until they do…
Ares: Isn’t it time to intervene, Zeus? How can you stomach baring witness to such atrocity whilst doing nothing?
Zeus: I obey the law. No God shall interfere in the affairs of man, unless the Titans are released. If we are to expect mankind to have faith in us, then we must have faith in them. We must allow them to use their own free will.
Heracles: And what if they unearth the bow?
Zeus: If any of you come to the aid of man or otherwise influence the affairs of mankind as a God, the punishment will be death.
[Hyperion’s slaves are being marched and chained to portable posts for rest and water when the virgin oracles walk in]
Stavros: Who are they?
Dareios: The virgin oracles. The Heraclians must have found their temple. You don’t know of them?
Stavros: I don’t, but I wouldn’t mind knowing ’em all for a night.
[to Theseus as Phaedra’s gets a vision of Theseus and Hyperion as she accidently touches his foot walking past him]
Phaedra: When cloudless skies thunder, stand fast.
[Phaedra sits beside Stavros to drink water when she notices his hand is branded]
Phaedra: You are a thief?
Stavros: I am a thief, my lady. Were it not for these chains, I’d steal your heart.
Phaedra: Tonight we must flee this place. Whichever is strong enough to fight.
[she looks over to Theseus]
Phaedra: And that man there.
Stavros: He didn’t even go for the water. He won’t make it till morning.
Phaedra: Just be ready.
High Priestess #2: [subtitled] My oracle. You were presented with a vision.
High Priestess #4: [subtitled] What have you seen?
Phaedra: [subtitled] The slave by the water. He is touched by the Gods. If he embraces Hyperion all of Greece will be destroyed. Summon the Gods.
[referring to the virgin oracles]
Dareios: Only one of them is the true oracle. You’ll see her, she is pure. The others are there to protect her identity. The virgin oracle is blessed with visions of the future. Were she to be violated, the prophecy would be corrupted.
Stavros: What a waste.
[after Phaedra, Theseus, Stavros escape and make camp]
Theseus: You should get some sleep.
[he gives her a blanket]
Phaedra: You know, I am stronger than I look.
[Theseus nods his head]
Phaedra: I’ll be fine.
Theseus: Perhaps…perhaps you have trouble sleeping because…because you’re haunted by your visions.
Phaedra: A warrior who reads minds.
[they both laugh]
Phaedra: Some people consider my visions to be a gift.
Theseus: A gift? How could it be considered a gift when you can see the future but you don’t have the power to change it?
[Phaedra doesn’t reply]
Theseus: Why would you do such a thing? You risked your life to save a complete stranger.
Phaedra: Only a faithless man would ask such a question.
Theseus: My mother was a woman of faith and her Gods were absent when she needed them most. As was I.
Phaedra: So we both mourn. You for what has past and…and I for what is to come.
[referring to the 3 high priestesses, tied up and looking like they’ve been beaten]
King Hyperion: What happened to them? I gave an order for them not to be touched.
The Jailer: They tried to flee, my King. Seven of our best men were killed in the struggle.
King Hyperion: Seven of your best men killed by women.
[to the three women]
King Hyperion: I wish to know where the Epirus bow rests. Which of you could tell me this? Which of you are the true oracle?
[the women do not answer]
King Hyperion: If I’m forced to search you out by other means, you will experience discomfort, a discomfort unique to your gender. So you tell me, which one of you is her?
High Priestess #3: I am the one you seek.
High Priestess #2: No, it is I.
High Priestess #4: I am the one you seek.
The Jailer: The other one said the same thing. They all claim to be the oracle.
King Hyperion: The other one?
The Jailer: Yes, my King.
King Hyperion: The other one, what other one?
The Jailer: There were four of them. One of them escaped with a group of slaves from the watering hole.
[suddenly Hyperion turns and stabs the jailer with his spear, killing him]
King Hyperion: Mondragon.
King Hyperion: Find the one that escaped, bring her to me alive.
Stavros: The Dark Seas. These waters are thick with oil.
Dareios: And the boat?
Stavros: It’s a Heraclian merchant ship. Our best bet is to ambush it and head south.
Phaedra: South is not our journey.
Stavros: Well it is for me. From what I hear, the women down there can get to the meat of Melakon chestnut with only their tongues. Shall you and I test the limits of that desire, my dear?
Phaedra: The Gods have given me vision. He’d hold you to your extreme of your appetites.
Stavros: I’d rather follow my appetites than the hallucinations of a harlot.
Dareios: She’s a high priestess.
Stavros: It doesn’t matter to me. High priestess or whore. I’m heading south.
[suddenly Theseus attacks Stavros and holds him down]
Stavros: Was it something I said? Well, friend? What will it be? South with me or will you follow the lady?
Theseus: Neither. I’m taking that ship north to Hyperion’s camp at the monastery.
Stavros: Your savior sounds a lot like a madman to me, your highness. Personally, I’d rather fight with a madman than against one.
[after Poseidon has jumped from Olympus and created a tidal wave to wash away Hyperion, thus helping Theseus and the others]
Theseus: You knew that boat would save us.
Phaedra: What I see is only a glimmer of what may come to pass. You’re actions and desire shape what lies ahead.
Theseus: What else can you see?
Phaedra: A body wrapped in shroud on a rock. You’re holding the Epirus bow and embracing Hyperion.
Theseus: Impossible. I would never embrace Hyperion. He killed my mother.
Phaedra: Your mother, was she given a proper burial?
Theseus: No. She still lies where Hyperion cut her down.
Phaedra: Then you must bury your mother, her faith demands it.
Theseus: I do not believe in the Gods.
Phaedra: But she believed. She believed, Theseus. You must return to your village.
King Hyperion: Have you found the oracle?
Mondragon: We did, my lord. But our men were lost before we could recover her. A storm swept into sea.
King Hyperion: And the oracle, did she survive?
Mondragon: She travels towards Corpus with the slaves. She could be leading them to the boat.
King Hyperion: Send the beast to Corpus, we will go to Tartarus. Mondragon.
King Hyperion: You stay here. Set an ambush in the pit.
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