Chapter: ACT V. SCENE 8.
Another part of the plain

Enter HECTOR

  HECTOR. Most putrified core so fair without,
    Thy goodly armour thus hath cost thy life.
    Now is my day's work done; I'll take good breath:
    Rest, sword; thou hast thy fill of blood and death!
 [Disarms]

              Enter ACHILLES and his Myrmidons

  ACHILLES. Look, Hector, how the sun begins to set;
    How ugly night comes breathing at his heels;
    Even with the vail and dark'ning of the sun,
    To close the day up, Hector's life is done.
  HECTOR. I am unarm'd; forego this vantage, Greek.
  ACHILLES. Strike, fellows, strike; this is the man I seek.
                                        [HECTOR falls]
    So, Ilion, fall thou next! Come, Troy, sink down;
    Here lies thy heart, thy sinews, and thy bone.
    On, Myrmidons, and cry you an amain
    'Achilles hath the mighty Hector slain.'
                                 [A retreat sounded]
    Hark! a retire upon our Grecian part.
  MYRMIDON. The Troyan trumpets sound the like, my lord.
  ACHILLES. The dragon wing of night o'erspreads the earth
    And, stickler-like, the armies separates.
    My half-supp'd sword, that frankly would have fed,
    Pleas'd with this dainty bait, thus goes to bed.
                                    [Sheathes his sword]
    Come, tie his body to my horse's tail;
    Along the field I will the Troyan trail.
Exeunt

 When we catch up with Hector, he's standing over the formerly armored Greek soldier, collecting the armor for his trophy case. Hector notices that underneath all that "goodly armor," the guy is just a "putrefied core," a.k.a. rotting flesh. Next, Hector decides to take a little breather from the battle. He removes his helmet and armor. Then he talks lovingly to his sword and tells it that it deserves to "rest" too, since it's been so busy getting its "fill of blood and death." Achilles and the Myrmidon hooligans show up and surround Hector. Achilles says something like "You're done, son." Hector points out that he's unarmed. Well, so much for nobility. Achilles gives the signal to his goons and they strike Hector down. After Hector falls, Achilles celebrates over the dead body like he's just scored the game-winning touchdown of the Super Bowl. He declares that Troy is about to go down next. Now, Achilles talks about his sword and says that its tummy isn't quite full from all the blood and guts it's "fed" on that day. But, Hector was a tasty little snack, so his sword is satisfied... for now. Achilles then has his gang of hoodlums tie Hector's body to his horse's tail so it can be dragged around the field.

