beat me

Eurylochus and the crew mutiny...Odysseus is badly injured... Polites: (Sword drawn, looking around the forest.) "Show your self...Where are you? Coward." *A bitter laugh from the ground.* Odysseus: Hey... (coughs weakly.) Polites: (startles) What happened to you? Odysseus: (coughs, but laughs bitterly.) You know..Pick a few bones , eventually they pick back... *Polites neals down, looking at him.* Polites: You're bleeding a lot. Odysseus: (continues to cough.) You sound disapointed.. *there's a pause.* Odysseus: You wanted to do this to me...I wanted you to do it too... As odd as that sounds, I made your life hel. Have a go at me...or what ever left of me. *Polites considers this for a moment.* Polites: I cant kill you...I feel sick... Odysseus: (a bitter laugh with a cough.) Killing is the easy part. Dying? Nah, nobody wants to see that. *Odysseus gives one more weak cough before falling limp.*