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The friends of Polynices with their gold blocked in Thebes, the tribunes of the people, stinking of garlic, suddenly in cahoots with the princes, and the priests fishing around to see what they can get out of it... 🔊

Fearful news. They had finished putting Antigone into her cave. They had not quite finished rolling the last blocks of stone into place when Creon and those around him hear groans suddenly coming from the tomb. Everyone stops talking and listens, because it is not Antigone's voice. It is a new sound coming from the depths of the cave... 🔊

Everyone looks at Creon. And he understands first, before any of the others have guessed, and he shouts suddenly like a madman, "Remove the stones! Remove the stones!" The slaves cast themselves on the heaped blocks, and among them the king, covered in sweat, his hands bleeding. The stones finally move, and the smallest onlooker can just slide into the opening. 🔊

Antigone is at the far end of the tomb. She has hanged herself with her belt of blue and green and red cords, which looks like a child's necklace on her, and Haemon, kneeling, holds her in his arms and groans, his face buried in her gown. They move away another block and Creon can finally enter. You see his white hair in the shadows in the depths of the cave. He tries to raise up Haemon, he begs him. 🔊

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