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| Thief's Voice: "It's your lucky day."
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| Old Man's Voice: "No! No!"
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| Thief's Voice: "Shut up, old man! Hand `em over!"
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| Old Man's Voice: "Please-- not my boots!"
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| 2nd Thief's Voice: "Yeah-- give them to me."
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| Thief: "Uh-uh-- dibs on the boots."
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| 2nd Thief: "No way! You had the boots last time! You only have
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| two feet."
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| H [Interrupting]: "Yo-- excuse me. Excuse me. Don't you think
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| _he_ should have the boots? Huh?"
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| 2nd Thief: "Can he be serious? Hmm?"
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| H's Voice: "Don't you think you should give his money pouch
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| back, too?"
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| H: "Y'know, I mean, uh-- I really don't wanna have to, uh-- "
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| Hidden Thieves: "Yahhhhh!!"
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| H: "Well-- guess I have to."
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| Lucius [Luc]: "Five on one-- seemed a little excessive."
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| H: "A little."
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| Luc: "Hands!"
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| H: "What?! Hands! How's this? Oh-- Hercules."
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| Luc: "Lucius-- my pleasure."
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| H [Sighs]: "Well-- we sure make a good team, huh?"
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| Luc: "Yeah-- then again-- Zeus said you were a great fighter."
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| H: "Wh-- whoa-- hold on a second. You know Zeus?"
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| Luc: "He's my father-- and you're my brother."
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| [ACT I]
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| H: "You sure you're OK?"
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| Old Man: "Thanks to you two. I was comin' down the path and
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| someone hit me from behind."
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| Luc: "These forest trails aren't as safe as they look. Head's
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| up on your way home."
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| Old Man: "Thank you. Thank you."
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| H: "Take care. Hey, uh-- I'm supposed to go meet some friends,
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| but you should definitely come along."
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| Luc: "Thanks, but, uh-- I gotta keep movin'. You know? Places
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| to go-- missions to accomplish-- ya know how it is."
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| H: "Come on. Even a man on a mission needs to eat, right? And
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| besides-- it's not every day that a new brother just drops into
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| your life. Hey, listen-- tell me about Zeus-- huh?"
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| Luc: "OK-- well-- he's actually a really funny guy."
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| Luc: "So-- he's standing on Mt. Olympus, lookin' down on him--
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| and Zeus says to Ares, `You may be the god of war-- but you're
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| still goin' bald.'" [They laugh.]
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| H: "Totally true."
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| Lilith [Lil]: "Wow-- I can't believe y-you saw Zeus toss Ares
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| off Mt. Olympus. How often do you see your dad?"
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| Luc: "Ah, it depends how busy he is. Sometimes, only once a
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| week."
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| H: "Once a week."
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| I: "Hmm."
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| H: "You hear this?"
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| I: "I know."
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| H: "Once a week."
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| I: "I know, I'm sorry. Well-- Castor and Pollux are sons of
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| Zeus, too, and they don't see him, either."
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| Luc: "Y-- you know Castor and Pollux?"
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| I's Voice: "Mm-hmm."
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| H: "Oh, yeah, we, uh-- we all met at the, um-- the Corinthian
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| Games? Uh-- Castor's a nice guy-- huh?"
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| I: "Hmm-- it's hard to believe Pollux is related to him-- or
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| anything human. Herc had to settle a, uh-- problem between
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| Pollux and a friend of ours, Jason."
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| Luc: "You're lucky to be alive-- especially after what happened
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| to Castor."
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| H: "What are you talkin' about?"
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| Luc: "Pollux killed him."
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| Lil's Voice: "What happened?"
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| Luc: "Castor and Pollux were alone in a temple. There was some
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| yelling. Pollux ran out. Castor was found lying dead on the
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| altar."
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| Lil: "Oh, I can't believe this."
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| I: "We just saw those guys."
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| Luc: "Hey, I'm sorry. I know there's nothing I can say that can
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| make this any better but-- rest assured-- justice will be done.
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| Now, unfortunately-- I've gotta be on my way. Hercules. Iolaus.
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| Lilith-- it's an absolute pleasure to meet you."
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| Lil: "Oh-- what a slice." [Sighs]
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| Innkeeper: "Thank you. Come again."
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| H: "So-- about your mission? To find Pollux?"
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| Luc [Whispers]: "Yeah. [Normal Voice] Zeus wants me to take
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| him back to Olympus for trial."
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| H: "Can I come with you?"
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| Luc: "Look, I appreciate the offer but _this_ is between Zeus
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| and me."
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| H: "Listen. I can help, all right? I-I-I know where Leda
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| lives. It's Pollux's mother. Sh-she'll know where he's hiding.
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| Castor was my friend, OK? Now, I need to see this through."
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| Luc: "OK."
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| H: "OK."
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| H: "Ho-- you drove Apollo's chariot?!"
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| Luc: "Just once-- man, those horses bolt. You know, I could
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| barely hold on at the beginning, but-- once you get the feel for
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| it-- it's the ride of your life."
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| H: "That is amazing!"
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| Luc: "Actually, that's when Zeus talked about you. He's been
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| watching you. He likes how you handle yourself."
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| H: "Get outta here! He talks about me?! I didn't even know he
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| knew I was alive!"
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| Luc: "Oh, he knows, Hercules. He knows."
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| H: "Oh! Whoa! Zeus knows!"
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| Leda's: "Castor spoke of you often, Hercules."
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| Leda: "He was quite fond of you."
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| H: "I'm sorry about Castor. Um-- we were actually wondering if
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| you could tell us where Pollux is. It's-it's really-- very
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| important that we talk to him."
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| Leda: "Pollux didn't take his brother's life."
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| Luc: "Maybe they got into a fight-- "
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| Leda: "No, they weren't like that."
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| H: "Well, with all due respect, they-they didn't really see
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| eye-to-eye on a lotta things, and-- with Pollux's temper-- it's--
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| "
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| Leda: "No one believed they were Zeus's sons. No one even
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| believed they were twins. He'd fight anyone who teased Castor.
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| Once I-- asked him why and he-- told me that-- because they were
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| twins they were really two parts of one person, that-- the fates
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| had joined them, like the two halves of the moon. He could never
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| hurt his brother."
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| H: "I'm sure-- that Zeus will be merciful."
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| Leda: "If he were merciful, he would give me _back_ Castor. The
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| king of the gods didn't lift a finger to protect our son."
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| Luc: "You expect Zeus to protect him from his own brother?"
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| H: "Uh-uh-- if Pollux didn't kill Castor then-- his name will be
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| cleared. But if he did-- he has to answer for his crime. One
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| thing is sure-- the truth has to come out-- for all of us."
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| Leda: "He's in Rhamanus."
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| Luc: "Rhamanus! It makes perfect sense! Pollux went there to
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| fight. You did a great job with her back there. Uh-- and what
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| was all that stuff about Zeus? I mean, she should just be
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| _grateful_ she even _knows_ him!"
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| H: "Lucius-- her son just died. She's allowed to be upset with
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| whoever she wants."
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| Luc: "Yeah, yeah-- true enough. I-- I just meant she shouldn't
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| blame Zeus for something Pollux did."
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| H: "Well, _if_-- he did-- right?"
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| Luc: "Which is exactly what we're gonna find out from Zeus."
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| Luc: "Here's where we split up. Uh-- supplies-- let's divvy up
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| what we need, so we can be back on the road by nightfall."
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| H: "Ah, right, `cause, uh-- the sooner we get to Rhamanus, the
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| sooner we get to Olympus, right?"
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| Luc: "Right."
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| H: "Right."
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| Luc: "Meet you back here at sunset."
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| H: "Hmm."
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| Luc's Mother: "You're back sooner than I expected."
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| Luc: "Disappointed?"
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| Luc's Mother: "Is he with you?"
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| Luc: "Yeah. And, no-- he doesn't suspect a thing. But you
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| haven't answered my question. Aren't you glad to see me?"
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| Luc's Mother: "Oh-h-h-h-h-- what mother doesn't love to see her
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| son? By the way-- I love what you've done to the place."
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| Luc: "When it's finished-- Zeus will have to notice me."
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| Luc's Mother: "So our plan is unfolding-- "
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| Luc: "Like-- a flower. Soon-- Pollux will join his beloved
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| brother on the other side-- all thanks to Hercules."
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| H: "So-- we'll be in Rhamanus about midday tomorrow. Then-- we
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| need to figure out some strategy, how we're gonna deal with
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| Pollux."
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| Luc: "Come on-- we're the dream team. Pollux won't know what
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| hit up."
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| H: "Excuse me?"
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| Luc: "It's just a figure of speech."
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| H: "Sorry, ha-ha. I'm just a little nervous about meeting Zeus,
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| you know? I mean-- am I gonna measure up?"
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| Luc: "Yeah-- having the king of the gods as your father isn't as
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| fantastic as most people think. It's a lot of pressure to be the
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| strongest-- the bravest-- smartest."
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| H: "The best. It's funny, uh-- my friends are great and
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| everything-- don't get me wrong-- but it's-- you really
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| understand what it's like to be-- "
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| Luc: "-- caught between Olympus and Earth?"
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| H: "Yeah. You know, I betcha there's lots like us-- other
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| children 'a Zeus-- ya know?"
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| Luc: "You gotta be kidding. I mean, they're hardly like us,
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| Hercules. See-- I get to ride Apollo's chariot whenever I want."
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| H: "Well-- I thought you said you only got to ride it once."
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| Luc: "Once-- I mean, a dozen times-- what, are you suddenly the
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| official score-keeper?"
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| H: "No. Sorry-- my mistake."
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| Luc: "First thing tomorrow-- we work out a plan to deal with
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| Pollux."
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| H: "Ah, sure-- whatever. Good night."
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| H: "Ah-- there it is. Whoa, whoa. There's Pollux-- I think."
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| Luc: "Come on."
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| Pollux [Pol]: "Put down your weapons. You'll find no battle
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| here."
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| H: "Pollux-- it is you."
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| Pol: "Hercules-- it's been a while."
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| Luc: "Long enough fo you to kill your brother, Castor."
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| H: "Lucius."
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| Pol: "You don't know what you're saying."
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| H: "Then tell us what happened."
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| Pol: "All right."
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| Luc: "I love this, uh-- `Soldier 'a peace' routine. No one
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| would ever suspect you offed your brother. But I gotta say-- the
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| robe? It's a bit much."
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| Pol: "Before my brother's death, you wouldn't have lived to have
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| finished that sentence. And nothing's greater to me than
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| fighting for my honor."
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| H's Voice: "What changed?"
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| Pol: "I was training-- when my mother came to me to tell me of
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| Castor's death. My brother always said that my fighting would
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| only bring about tragedy and ruin. But I was gonna prove him
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| wrong. But when our mother came that day-- I looked at the sword
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| in my hand-- and I knew that _I_ had caused Castor's death."
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| Luc: "Sounds like a confession to me."
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| Pol: "As long as I fought-- I was part of the violence-- that
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| ended his life. The fates-- brought us together at birth, like
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| the halves of the moon. And now Castor's dead. His light-- is
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| destined to shine through me."
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| H: "You didn't do it, didja?"
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| Luc's Voice: "Of course, he didn't do it."
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| H: "Uh!"
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| Luc: "Back so soon? Now, I bet you're just _dying_ to meet
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| Zeus, huh? Well-- get in line!"
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| H: "Pollux!"
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| Pol: "Hercules!"
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| Luc: "Quite a dive, huh? I say-- major points for, uh-- degree
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| 'a difficulty. You're a disappointment, big man! Pollux, the
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| great gladiator-- what do I find? Pollux, the peacemonger.
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| Destroying you isn't gonna be any more difficult than
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| destroying-- "
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| H's Voice: "Castor?"
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| Luc: "Correct. Ya finally caught on."
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| H: "Ah, so-- how'd ya do it?"
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| Luc: "It was nothin', really? He was already at the temple-- a
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| little lost lamb, all alone without his keeper, Pollux. A--
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| flick of the sword-- and I was off to meet you."
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| H: "Why didn't you just get rid of me when you first met me?
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| Why'd you have to bring me all the way out here?!"
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| Luc: "Pollux was a legend'ry fighter, remember? I thought you
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| could have been of some use."
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| H: "And I'm next, right? It's Castor, and then Pollux, and me,
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| but-- here's a question for ya-- why?!"
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| Luc: "You make it sound so personal. Zeus wants one of his sons
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| to rise above the rest, and from where I'm standing-- you may be
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| the cute one-- but I'm the one who's gonna take over Olympus."
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| H: "You really think Zeus wants you to take us all out?!"
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| Luc: "Forgetting your family history, little brother. Zeus'
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| father eliminated his brothers and sisters. Zeus-- erased his
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| father! To be truly great, ya can't let something as _cheap_ as
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| sentiment get in the way!"
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| H: "Oh, I understand. You're insane."
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| Luc: "Insane? Take a look in the mirror. You've done
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| everything I wanted you to-- as long as you thought it was for
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| Daddy. So-- family first."
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| Pol's Voice: "Please, Lucius! No!"
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| H: "You better re-think your priorities."
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| Luc: "You don't deserve to live. You were a mistake-- like all
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| the others."
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| H: "Lucius! No-o-o-o-o-o-!"
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| Pol: [Screams]
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| H's Voice: "You're makin' a mistake!"
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| Luc: "Mistakes can be erased. What an embarrassment you must be
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| to Zeus."
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| H: "Oh, really? I thought Zeus liked the way I move, huh? You
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| never rode Apollo's chariot. All these stories you made up are
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| just lies."
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| Luc: "No, no-- no. Z-- Zeus loves me. OK. It's just such a
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| shame about our brother."
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| Luc's Voice: "This isn't over!"
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| Pol: "Oh, boy! And I thought I had issues with _our_ father!"
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| [Sigh]
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| H: "Well-- it doesn't look like Lucius is gonna be resolving his
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| any time soon. You all right, there?"
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| Pol: "Uh-huh."
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| H: "All right."
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| Leda: "Pollux-- my baby. Thank the gods. I thought I'd lost
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| you."
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| Pol: "It's OK, Mother."
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| Leda: "Hercules-- thank you so much for watching over my son.
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| Promise me you'll stay for supper."
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| H: "Ah, well-- sure thing. I promise."
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| Pol: "I guess, now, I'm supposed to thank you for saving my
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| life."
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| H: "Oh-- no, no-- don't do that. Ah-- I led Lucius right to
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| ya."
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| Pol: "No, you're being too hard on yourself. One way or
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| another-- he would have hunted me down. Lucius is crazy."
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| H: "You know? Even though everything he did was wrong-- I still
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| understand him? `Cause I think about Zeus all the time, too--
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| you know? About meeting him, about-- what would he say? You
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| know? About what would I say? But-- sometimes, I think that,
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| uh-- I'd do anything to make that moment happen."
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| Pol: "You're not Lucius."
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| H: "How can you be sure?"
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| Pol: "You're a good person, Hercules. You're just still tryin'
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| to figure out who you are. Castor was both my brother and my
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| guide. He led me to my true self. Just as you will be led by
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| your guides-- and your friends."
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| H: "And my family."
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| Pol: "Hmm."
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| H: "Come here. Ah, all right. Let's get sum'in' to eat, huh?
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| All right."
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