Philoktetes

The man is great Philoktetes, friend.

Then ask no more questions. Get out of here, and quickly. Run away from this place.

What is he saying to you, boy? Why does he bargain in the shadows, hiding his words from me?

I'm not sure what he means by all this.
But he'll have to speak openly to all of us.

Son of Achilles, do not upbraid me before your men. I do much for them and get much in return, as a poor man must.