pillaging up and down the
coast.
HELGA (looking sceptical) Looting and pillaging, eh?
ERIK (on the defensive) Yes.
HELGA What about the raping?
ERIK Shut up.
HELGA Its obvious you havent raped anyone in your life.
ERIK Sh!
He covers her mouth with his free hand, and looks round to make sure no
ones heard. Then he carries on trying to undo his trousers, but he is
now somewhat more than half-hearte
pillage would survive.
The gangs took over the highways
ready to wage war for a tank of juice.
And in this maelstrom of decay
ordinary men were battered and smashed.
Men like Max
the warrior Max.
In the roar of an engine, he lost everything
and became a shell of a man
a burnt out, desolate man
a man haunted by the demons of his past.
A man who wandered out into the wasteland.
And it was her
Helen Of Troy Script
Here was Troy 3000 years ago, a city of destiny...
...so situated that it dominated the Hellespont...
... today known as the Dardanelles.
This was the only sea route to and from the east.
As a result, Troy grew prosperous...
...a tempting prize of war for the Greek nations.
The Trojans had long memories of the time when the Greeks, led by Sparta...
...had pillaged and burned
pillage"?
Tell Your Highness she just slept
through the finest moment of her life.
Goodbye.
Spring water. I can smell it from here.
Just take a look at that. Im retiring.
Retiring? Lets just get the ice first.
Hes all yours, Maida.
Let him go. Just get down there.
Lets go!
Pirates! Sound the alarm!
Sorry to interrupt.
Thanks very much.
I just stole those!
Get them!
I guess we got you pegged.
Ever