What do you mean, Neoptolemus? What are you saying? Neoptolemus Must I repeat the same words twice and three times? Odysseus I would not have wished to hear them even once. Neoptolemus Know for certain that I have nothing more to say. Odysseus There is someone, I tell you, who will prevent your deed. Neoptolemus What do you mean? Who will oppose me in this? Odysseus The whole host of the Achaeans, and I for one. Neoptolemus Wise though you were born, your threats are void of wisdom. Odysseus And your words are not wise, nor is that which you want to do. Neoptolemus And yet if they are just, they are better than wise. Odysseus And how is it just for you to give up what was won by means of my plans? Neoptolemus My error was to my dishonor, and now I must try to retrieve it. Odysseus The army of the Achaeans causes you no fear, when you do this? Neoptolemus With justice on my side, I do not tremble at the terrors you name. Odysseus Neoptolemus No, not even at the threat of your hand do I yield obedience. Odysseus Then our battles shall be not with the Trojans, but with you. Neoptolemus So be it, if that is what the future holds. Odysseus Do you see my right hand clasping my sword hilt? Neoptolemus You will see me do the same, and not slowly. Odysseus However, I will let you be. But I will go report this to all the army, and by them you will be punished. Neoptolemus You have come to your senses. And if you are so prudent hereafter, perhaps you may steer clear of trouble. Odysseus feigns departure, but conceals himself nearby. 
 But you, son of Poeas, Philoctetes, come out! Leave the shelter of your rocky home! Philoctetes Within. What is this disruptive cry once more rising beside my cave? Why do you call me? What do you want of me? He appears at the mouth of the cave, and sees Neoptolemus. 
 Oh, no! This business will bring me no good. Have you come bringing me new misery on top of the old? Neoptolemus Take heart and listen to my words. Philoctetes I am afraid. Beautiful words did me evil once before, when I believed your promises. Neoptolemus Is there no room, then, for repentance?