← Now the city has been saved, the two brothers who became enemies are dead, and King Creon has ordered that Eteocles, the good brother, will be buried with full honours, while Polynices, the good-for-nothing traitor, will be left without tomb or ceremony to be the prey of the crows and the jackals. 🔊✎
← Well I don't have to do things if I don't want to! Perhaps you didn't want to refuse my brother a tomb either? Go on, say you didn't want to? 🔊✎
← Don't you think that's kind of funny? Polynices is now rotting in the sunshine because he was guilty of treason, but I have proof that Eteocles, the guy asleep in his marble tomb, was going to do just the same thing. It was just a throw of the dice that Polynices got in first. 🔊✎
← You'll see, it will become a simple, hard little thing that you can nibble on as you sit in the sun. They'll tell you the opposite because they need your strength and swiftness. Don't listen to them. Don't listen to me either when I give my next speech in front of Eteocles' tomb. It won't be true. Nothing is true except the things you don't say... 🔊✎
← O tomb! O nuptial bed! O my abode beneath the earth! ... 🔊✎
← 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... 🔊✎
← 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. 🔊✎