Irene Papas credited as playing...
Klytaimnistra
- Ifigeneia: Mother! Come. Let's cry together, unite our pain in a lament.
- Klytaimnistra: [singing] Sun, You that give, Light to life, Hide so that death will not find us...
- Klytaimnistra: [singing] Aphrodite, Let me feel the joy, Of love, And not, And not it's madness, And not even, Not even wild passion...
- Klytaimnistra: I have many things to ask you. Let's start with the one you chose to be the groom.
- Agamemnonas: He is from a famous lineage. He is a descendant of Aesop.
- Klytaimnistra: Did you do all the necessary things? A sacrifice to the goddess?
- Agamemnonas: Not yet. I will take care of it as soon as possible.
- Klytaimnistra: Leave? Now? You are insane. The mother takes care of the daughter's marriage. It is her duty. And a custom, too. The case is closed. No more discussion.
- Agamemnonas: Whatever happens, you are my wife and you will comply with this and everything else I will ask from you.
- Klytaimnistra: Not to worry. I drink the bitter glass of obedience drop by drop.
- Klytaimnistra: What did you say?
- Ahilleas: The truth.
- Klytaimnistra: It can't be! But, even if it's a lie - your words are killing me.
- Ahilleas: This lie is neither a burden to me or you. It's hidden somewhere among us.
- Klytaimnistra: Leave. The way I feel now, I am ashamed that you look at me. I've been deceived. Dishonored! Humiliated!
- Klytaimnistra: I heard that you came, my king. And I came out to greet you. Modest - and handsome, like they told me.
- Ahilleas: And you, who are you?
- Klytaimnistra: Good question. How would you recognize me? You are seeing me for the first time.
- Ahilleas: Whoever you are, you don't look like a woman who wanders around in the barracks.
- Klytaimnistra: I don't know how I look, but I know who I am. Agamemnon's wife.
- Ahilleas: In a few words, you told me the most important things, but forgive me, I don't know how to speak with women.
- [starts to run away]
- Klytaimnistra: Ahilleas, don't go! Such moments cannot be expressed with words. Come. Come, let me hug you.
- Ahilleas: Whose will is that, the king's or yours?
- Klytaimnistra: I would say it is our will.
- Klytaimnistra: [screams in anguish] My child, my child - a sacrificial lamb? Fate - I can't bear it. I'm falling to pieces.
- Klytaimnistra: Pity us! Don't leave me alone. A woman surrounded by a crazy herd of a bloodthirsty army.