A l e x a n d e r t h e G r e a t 32 attire and looking exhausted walks in. He is holding the head of a man. Two men in Arabian attire follw him. Alexander looks at them). Alexander: Who is this? Polydamas? (Polydamas nods that it is him). Alexander: What is it you’re holding in your hands? Polydamas: This .. is Parminion’s head, as you, my Lord, had commanded. (Cleitus, an old commander, and one of Parminion’s friends screams in shock): Cleitus: What? What is this? What is this? The other commanders hold him back. One of them tries to calm him down): A Commander: Cleitus, just sit down. Sit. (Alexander throws Cleitus an apple from a fruit tray placed on a table). Alexander: Take him out of here. (Two commanders take Cleitus out of the tent. Then they return to their places. Polydamas exits with the two Arabs from the other side of the tent). (Silence)
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