Hector: All my life I've lived by a code; and the code is simple: Honor the gods, love your woman, and defend your country. Troy is mother to us all. Fight for her!
Menelaus: May the gods keep the wolves in the hills and the women in our beds.
Achilles: Before my time is over, I will look down upon your corpse and smile.
[Upon hearing horses, Achilles throws a spear directly into a tree beside Odysseus, as he rides in.]
Odysseus: Your reputation for hospitality is fast becoming legend.
[After Paris is sliced in the leg by Menelaus, during their duel.]
Menelaus: See the crows? They never tasted prince before.