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| [Oulos [sp?] playing in background] | | [[Category:Scripts]][[Category:YH Episode Scripts (Novelization)]] |
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| Orpheus [Or]: “Hmm? I didn’t realize I had an audience.”
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| H: “Ah-- you’re Orpheus, right? I think I’ve seen you play at
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| Kora’s.”
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| Or: “And you’re one of the cadets from the academy.”
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| H: “Ah-- Hercules-- nice to meetcha. And that’s a nice-sounding
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| oulos you got there. You make it yourself?”
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| Or: “No, it was a gift, actually-- from Bacchus.”
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| H: “From Bacchus? Who’s Bacchus?”
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| Or: “You don’t know him?”
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| H: “Hmm.”
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| Or: “Oh, you have to meet him. Bacchus is the god of good
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| times. With Bacchus on your side, you can kiss your cares
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| goodbye. Come on. I’ll take you to him.”
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| H: “Oh-oh-- I-I don’t know. I kinda-- gotta get back to the
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| academy, you know? School, so-- ”
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| Or: “Come on, you can go to the academy any time.”
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| H: “Uhhhhh-- I’ll see ya later, OK?”
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| Or: “How often do ya get to meet one of the sons of Zeus?”
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| H: “Bacchus is the son ’a Zeus?”
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| Or: “Here we are.”
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| H: “Oh-ho-ho-- oh-oh. Orpheus-- when you’re right, you’re
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| right. This place is amazing. Uh-- so-- when do I get to meet
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| Bacchus?”
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| Bacchus [Bac]: “Right now.” [Chuckles]
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| [ACT I]
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| Or: “Bacchus? May I present Hercules?”
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| H: “Hi.”
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| Bac: “Hercules-- son of Zeus.”
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| H: “Oh, yeah-- that’s me.”
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| Bac: “Welcome to our little community. My home-- is your home.
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| After all, we are family. You see, Zeus is my father, too.”
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| H: “Y-yeah, um-- have you met him?”
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| Bac: “We can discuss our celestial parent, later-- but right
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| now-- ”
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| Eurydice [Eur]: “Right now, it’s time Hercules got the grand
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| tour. Wouldn’t you say, Bacchus?”
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| Bac: “Thank you-- Eurydice.”
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| Eur: “The pleasure is all mine.”
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| H: “Oh-h-h-h.”
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| Eur: “Hercules?”
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| Bac: “Good work, Orpheus.”
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| H: “Hey, what’s that? It’s beautiful.”
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| Eur: “Isn’t it? The gilded spring is said to come straight from
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| the center of the Earth. Don’t.”
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| H: “Why not?”
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| Eur: “It’s poisonous. But, Bacchus says that it’s so beautiful,
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| he can’t bear to cover it over. Bacchus believes that--
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| pleasure-- and freedom-- are what all creatures should live for.
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| No rules-- no fears-- no regrets. Your academy is all training--
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| and studying-- no fun. Be one of us, Hercules. Forever-ever.”
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| Bac: [Laughs]
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| H: “Uh-- I should get goin’. Yeah-- uh, it’s getting kinda
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| late.”
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| Eur: “Don’t go. Join us, Hercules. Be part of our family. I
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| want you to.”
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| H: “Thank you very much-- for showing me around. I’ve never
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| seen anything like it.”
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| Bac: “Please-- think of these caverns as your home away from
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| home. When the pressures of life get too much, feel free to come
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| here-- and relax.”
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| H: “Sure. Yeah.”
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| Bac: “And bring your friends.”
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| H: “I will. Goodbye. Goodbye.”
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| Bac [Yells]: “We were so close. We almost had him.”
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| Or: “Uh-- we’re-- we’re-we’re sorry, Bacchus.”
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| Eur: “If he comes back-- ”
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| Or: “When he comes back-- ”
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| Bac: “He will have his friends with him. Then we’ll see how
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| hard he is to persuade.”
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| I: “Ah-- Hercules. Where have you been? You met a girl? Oh!
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| Uh.”
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| H: “Yeah.”
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| I: “Really? You met a girl and you didn’t tell me? I’m
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| crushed. I’m heartbroken.”
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| Lilith [Lil]: “Yeah, well, keep your guard up-- or that’s not
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| all that’ll be broken-- OK?”
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| I: “Oh, Herc-- come on. Tell me. Don’t make me hurt you.”
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| H: “OK-- you two ever heard of Bacchus?”
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| I: “Bacchus-- oh, yeah. He’s a-- Cyclops-- works for Ares.”
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| H: “No-- not even close. He’s the god ’a good times. His
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| cavern’s not far from here. You know what? You two should
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| really check it out.”
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| H’s Voice: “What?”
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| H: “What, you don’t believe me?”
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| I: “Uh, let me put it this way-- no.”
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| Lil’s Voice: “Your idear [sic] of a good party?”
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| Lil: “That’s to play-- ‘Pin the tail on the Centaur’.”
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| I’s Voice: “Yeah, Lilith’s right, Herc. Uh-- we do kinda want a
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| second opinion.”
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| H: “Sssssss. Well-- fine then. [Ed. note-- this first part was
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| dubbed. I can’t read H’s lips to figure out the original.] You
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| know what? There’s lots of good food there.”
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| I: “They got good food here. Well, they-- they have food here.”
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| H: “And there’s lotsa interesting artwork.”
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| Lil: “Hey-hey! That’s what _I_ always look for in a good
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| party.”
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| H: “There’s girls. Hey-- where you goin’?”
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| I: “You said-- girls-- right?”
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| H: “Well, yeah.”
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| I: “I’m there.”
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| I: “Aw, man, Jas’ll be mad he missed out on this, huh?”
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| H: “Yeah, well-- that’s what he gets for going to king school,
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| right?”
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| I: “Uh-huh.”
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| H: “All right.”
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| Bac: “Welcome back, Hercules. And thank you for bringing your--
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| charming friends.”
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| Lil: “I’ve never seen anything like this, before.”
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| Bac: “Really? Please-- let me show you around.”
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| I’s Voice: “Never fails, huh?”
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| I: “Chicks always dig guys with horns.”
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| Girl: “May I have this dance?”
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| I: “Ooh. [Whispers] I love you.”
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| H: “Oh-- Eurydice.”
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| Eur: “Hi.”
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| H’s Voice: “Hi. Uh.”
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| Eur: “Come dance.”
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| H: “Uh-- thanks.”
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| Eur: “I’m really glad you came back.”
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| H: “Oh. Thanks. Me, too. There’s sum’in’ wrong. Iolaus. We
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| gotta get outta here.”
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| I: “Oh. Oh, Herc. Come on. For once, you were right about a
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| party, you know? Come on. Ease up, man.”
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| H: “I’m telling you. I got a funny feelin’ about this-- and we
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| gotta go-- now-- OK?”
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| I: “OK.”
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| H: “OK.”
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| I: “Let’s go.”
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| H: “Get Lilith.”
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| I: “I’m sorry.”
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| H: “Nooooooooo!”
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| Bac: “Hear me, my Bacchae-- after them. Stop them, my Bacchae!
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| If you don’t bring them back, you’ll all suffer!”
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| Bac: “That goes for you, too, Orpheus. Your job is to get
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| humans to fill the ranks of my Bacchae. That is the one-- and
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| only reason-- that you’re not a Bacchae-- yet. Now, go!”
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| H: “They changed into wolves. Hurry up!”
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| H’s Voice: “Open the gates!”
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| Cheiron: “What happened?”
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| I: “Uh-- we just left a party that got a little too strange.”
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| Lil: “Another one of Hercules’ bizarre relatives?”
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| I: “Yeah, this one had horns.”
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| Cheiron: “Bacchus.”
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| H [Whispers]: “Yeah.”
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| Cheiron: “Count yourselves lucky you escaped his cult.”
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| H’s Voice: “Cult?”
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| Cheiron: “The Bacchae live for the whims of their master.”
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| H: “They tried to suck us into their little cult.”
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| Cheiron: “Legend has it that in moments of extreme excitement,
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| the Bacchae transform into wolves.”
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| I: “Oh, well-- that’s the last time I let you pick the party.”
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| H: “Hey-- don’t worry about it, OK? Next time I see that
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| two-face Orpheus, he’ll be playin’ that lyre with his toes.”
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| I: “Hmm-- and so much for your new girlfriend.”
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| H: “Whoa, whoa! You OK?”
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| Lil: “I f-- feel woo-woozy.”
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| Cheiron: “The mark of the Bacchae. Come sundown-- she’ll belong
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| to Bacchus.”
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| H: “We’ll see about that.”
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| [ACT II]
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| H: “Doin’ some more recruiting, Orpheus?”
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| Or: “Hercules-- look. You gotta understand-- I-I-I had no
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| choice.”
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| H: “Hey. Save it. All right? I only wanna know one thing from
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| you. One thing! How do I stop Lilith from becoming-- a
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| Bacchae?”
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| Or: “There’s no way. She belongs to Bacchus, now. Uh.”
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| H: “That’s not what I wanted to hear.”
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| Or: “Only Bacchus knows the cure. All right. All right. Some
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| of the Bacchae remember a story-- a kind of-- riddle about--
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| washing your spirit clean. Nobody knows what it means.”
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| H: “Well-- we’re goin’ back there-- and you’re coming with us.”
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| Bac’s Voice: “The son of Zeus will be perfect for my purpose.”
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| Bac: “With him as my lieutenant-- I can use you-- and the other
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| Bacchae to build an empire-- an empire-- which you and I will
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| share, Eurydice-- once I make Hercules join us.”
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| H’s Voice: “Give it your best shot.”
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| Eur’s Voice: “Orpheus”
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| Bac: “Hercules.”
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| H: “Here’s the deal. You and me-- right here-- right now! If
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| you win-- I’ll become a Bacchae, but if I win, you cure Lilith--
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| and we walk away.”
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| Bac: “I have you, already. Why should I agree to this?”
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| I: “Uh, your innate sense of decency and fair play?”
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| Bac: “Hmm.”
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| H: “Come on-- unless you’re afraid.”
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| Bac [Laughs]: “Very well, Hercules-- I could do with the
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| exercise.”
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| I: “He’d better hurry up. We’re losing the sun.”
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| Bac: “What, am I?! Alone here?! Get him! Grab them.”
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| Eur: “We can’t let this go on.”
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| I: “This was supposed to be just you and Hercules! One-on-one!”
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| Bac: “Life is full of disappointments. Bbite him now, before
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| the sun sets. What are you doing?! Stop! Or be destroyed!”
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| I: “Eurydice? She’s helping us?”
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| Eur: “Oh, no you don’t.”
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| Bac: [Yells]
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| H: “The spring. ‘Wash your spirit clean. Wash your spirit
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| clean.’ It’s poisonous to you, not to us. Lilith!”
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| I: “Come on! We gotta go! All right, Herc. She’s changing.
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| Come on.”
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| H [Sighs]: “Are you OK?”
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| Lil: “Yeah-- yeah, I think so.”
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| I: “Uh-- we shoud-- probably get goin’-- yeah?”
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| H: “Yeah. Hey-- you comin’? Huh? Come on.”
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| Bac: “Stop them!”
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| Lil’s Voice: “You think Bacchus will go and let them live in
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| peace?”
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| I: “Ah, I don’t care-- just as long as they don’t come back
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| here, the-- crazy-- yellow-eyed, wolf-- girls. Man, that place
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| was _not_ as advertised.”
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| Lil: “Think about it, Iolaus. I mean, that could’ve been me--
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| trapped in that cult, forever-- living my life as that monster’s
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| slave.”
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| I: “Yeah. Well, we should know better than to let Hercules pick
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| our parties-- right?” [Chuckles]
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| H: “Hmm? Oh, yeah. Sorry.”
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| I’s Voice: “You OK?”
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| H: “Yeah.”
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| I: “Orpheus and Eurydice will be fine.”
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| H [Sighs]: “Just great.”
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