A l e x a n d e r t h e G r e a t 33 (Alexander addresses the commanders with his back to the entrance of the tent. Through the entrance Cleitus looks at Alexander and listens very tensely to what he says): Alexander: Parminion was the Chief conspirator. They have spread rumors among the soldiers that Parminion was the maker of our victories. When he stayed behind the army, who made these victories? It was I. I, Alexander the Great. The son of god Amon. I am not King Philip’s son. Even the victories of King Philip were made by me … not by the Macedonians. (Cleitus rushes into the middle of the tent and addresses Alexander): Cleitus: You call yourself the son of a god, while telling lies to these young commanders?! When you turned your back to the battlefield, it was the blood of the Macedonians and their injuries that made you great. And now, you deny your own father and claim to be the son of god Amon?! Alexander, furious, screams at Cleitus): Alexander: You, scum of the earth! You think I will let you talk about me like this?
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