Priam : Do you love her, my son? Paris : Father, you are a great king, because you love all of Troy.Every blade of grass, every rock in the river. That is the way I love Helen.
Troy
Priam : Do you love her, my son?
Paris : Father, you are a great king,
because you love all of Troy.
Every blade of grass, every rock in the river.
That is the way I love Helen.