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| Narrator: "Last time, on Young Hercules-- " [[[[[[H: "Who's
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| Bacchus?" Orpheus [Orp]: "Bacchus is the god of good times."
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| Eurydice [Eur]: "Be one of us-- forever-forever." H: "That's a
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| nice lyre you have there." Orp: "Have you ever seen anything
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| like it?" H: "Bacchus has one." Orp: "Had one. It's mine,
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| now." Orp's Voice: "And through it, I can touch the very souls
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| of my audience." H's Voice: "Eurydice, there's something very
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| wrong." Eur: "Everything's fine." Bacchus [Bac]: "Hercules
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| knows." H: "You made a deal with Bacchus?" Bac: "Rah-h-h-h!
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| You're both mine, again!" Eur: "Never." Bac: "Foolish
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| mortal!" Bac: "Well, so much for glory-- and for Bacchus'
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| lyre."]]]]]]
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| Man's Voice: "Farmers' market!"
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| I's Voice: "Aw, is this the best Spanikopita you ever ate? I
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| mean, if there's ever a party on Mount Olympus, I bet these guys
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| do the catering, huh?"
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| H: "No, they don't."
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| I: "Oh-- come on. It was a joke, Herc. You know? Ever since
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| Eurydice left, you've been a real drag."
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| H: "No, I haven't. OK?"
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| I: "Oh? Oh, really?"
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| H: "Yes."
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| I: "OK. Well-- here's a little pop quiz. Who-- is Eurydice's
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| boyfriend? A-- Orpheus. B-- Hercules."
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| H: "It's B-- it's Hercules."
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| I: "No, wrong. It's Orpheus. And what are Orpheus and Eurydice
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| doing-- right now?"
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| H: "Oh-h-h-h. Can we not talk about this, please?"
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| I: "Ooh, wrong again. The correct answer-- is they're off
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| hiding someplace from Bacchus-- god of wild parties-- and big
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| grudges-- who is really mad at them right now."
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| I: "So-- so, forget-- Eurydice-- OK? Because you're never gonna
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| see that girl again."
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| H's Voice: "Eurydice?"
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| I: "Yes, Eurydice."
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| H: "No. No. Eurydice!"
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| Eur: "Hercules! Iolaus!"
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| I: "'Course, I-- have been wrong before. Hi!"
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| H: "Uh. Hello! It's, uh-- hi! What are you doin' here?"
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| Eur: "We got a small farm just east of town."
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| H's Voice: "Oh."
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| I's Voice: "Oh."
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| H: "`We.'"
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| I: "And, uh-- where's-- Orpheus? You know? The love of your
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| life?"
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| Eur: "Over there-- tryin' to-- buy a donkey."
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| I's Voice: "A donkey."
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| Eur: "Mm-hmm."
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| I's Voice: "Oh."
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| H: "Oh."
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| I: "I'm gonna-- I'm gonna-- let you two, uh-- chat."
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| H: "Yeah."
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| Eur and H: "So! You go first. You go first."
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| H: "You go. Go."
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| Eur: "Oh-- Hercules. I've missed you."
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| H: "Oh. Oh. Uh."
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| I: "You know? Orpheus-- I've gotta say-- I really admire what
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| you did for Eurydice. You know? Throwing Bacchus' lyre off the
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| cliff. I mean-- the way that thing could move an audience-- it
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| was like magic. You know? And the women [Whistles]-- they loved
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| it. I mean-- they really-- "
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| Orp: "Yeah."
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| I: "-- giving all that up-- must've been rough."
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| Orp: "More than you know."
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| Eur: "I was glad to leave that life behind. Not Orpheus-- all
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| he does is talk about the concerts and the crowds."
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| H: "Oh. So, uh-- does that make it hard for you to stay with
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| him?"
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| Eur: "He helped me get away from Bacchus' cult. And he gave up
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| his music career to stay with me. I owe him a lot."
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| Orp: "Eurydice. Hercules."
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| H: "Oh."
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| Orp: "Hey."
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| Girl [Gasps]: "Look! It's-- Orpheus!"
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| 2nd Girl: "Oh! I love you!"
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| Girl's Voice: "Orpheus!"
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| Orp: "Hi, girls."
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| H: "They're bacchae."
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| [ACT I]
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| I: "This town has really gone to the dogs."
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| H: "How did they know we were here? Huh?"
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| Eur: "Good question."
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| Orp: "Don't look at me."
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| [Fight]
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| Bacchae: "Ah-h-h-- Bacchus' lyre."
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| Eur: "What?!"
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| Orp: "It's mine!"
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| I: "So, that's how the bacchae tracked him down. They sniffed
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| out the lyre. Except I thought he threw it off the cliff. I saw
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| him do it."
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| H: "It was the case that he threw off the cliff. I guess there
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| was nothin' in it."
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| I: "Whoa, and they call me sneaky."
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| Eur: "Hmmmm."
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| Orp: "Eurydice."
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| Eur: "How could you lie to me?!"
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| Orp: "Look. Uh-- I-I know you're probably a little upset, but,
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| uh-- don't do anything crazy."
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| Eur: "What? Like this?"
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| Orp: "Whoa. No!"
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| Eur: "Hey! We are talking here! Back off! You-- lying--
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| weasel!"
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| H: "Eurydice. Wait!"
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| Eur: "What for?"
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| Orp: "I can't breathe!"
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| H: "You. You are lower than somethin'-- really low!"
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| Orp: "All right. All right. So, I kept the lyre. I had to.
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| Come on, you saw what happened when I played that thing in
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| concert! People went nuts! Do you know how that feels?!"
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| H: "No, I don't know how that feels. How do you think Eurydice
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| _feels_, huh?! You lied to her! You put the both of you in
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| extreme danger, huh?! As long as you have that thing, Bacchus
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| will never leave you two alone."
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| Orp: "No. Look-- I know how Bacchus operates."
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| H: "Oh-h-h-h-h."
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| Orp: "He'll get bored! He'll forget about us. Then Eurydice
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| and I can get a new band. We can-we can tour again. We'll be
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| happy."
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| H: "You'll be happy. You'll be a star. Eurydice will go back
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| to standing in your shadow. And I got news for you, buddy-- she
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| doesn't want that anymore, OK?"
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| Orp: "Oh, really?"
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| H: "Really."
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| Orp: "And how do you know what she wants?!"
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| I: "Hey. Hey. Never mind what she wants! Does anyone know
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| where she went?!"
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| H: "I think I know where."
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| Bac: "Somebody better go out there-- find Orpheus-- and bring me
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| back my special-- lyre-- or I'm gonna get very, very cranky. You
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| got that? Ah-h-h. Eurydice. To what do we owe the pleasure of
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| your company?"
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| Eur: "You know why I'm here."
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| Bac: "You're returning my enchanted lyre. You know, I-- knew I
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| was missing something. And yet, I sense your act of kindness--
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| comes with a condition. Tell me, fairest of all my children--
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| what-- do you want?"
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| Eur: "I want you-- to leave us-- alone."
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| Bac: "No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I'm afraid I just can't
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| do that. I gave Orpheus the fame he craved, and he repaid me
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| with treachery."
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| Eur: "That's between you and Orpheus."
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| Bac: "What did I hear? You don't care what I do to Orpheus? I
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| wonder-- this `Us' you speak of-- could it be you-- and
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| Hercules?"
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| Eur: "That's ridiculous."
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| Bac: "Is it? There was a time, Eurydice-- when you had those
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| same feelings for me-- when you sat beside my throne-- as the
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| most favored of all my bacchae."
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| Eur: "I'm not a bacchae anymore-- not since you made that deal
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| with Orpheus."
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| Bac: "Yes. I let you go. I knew you would tire of Orpheus--
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| and return to me. but now-- to be replaced for a second time by
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| Hercules! I will destroy him! [Echoes]"
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| Eur: "He doesn't deserve it!"
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| Bac: "And just how do you plan to stop me?"
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| Eur: "I think you know."
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| I: "Aw, come on, Hercules. We don't even know where Eurydice
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| is. I mean, maybe she went back to the cliff and threw the lyre
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| in the ocean."
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| H: "She wouldn't do that. Just relax, all right? That would
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| only make Bacchus more angry. My guess is she took the lyre back
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| to Bacchus in order to get Orpheus off the hook-- _not_-- that he
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| deserves it."
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| Orp: "You know? I'm up to _here_ with the insults. What's your
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| problem?!"
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| H: "You're my problem. Eurydice's out there risking her life
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| for you, and all you can do is think about booking your next
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| concert!"
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| Orp: "You don't know what you're talking about! I love
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| Eurydice!"
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| I: "Hey! Hey! Hey! You wanna save it for Bacchus?!"
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| Bac's Voice: "That's right, gentlemen. We wouldn't want to
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| waste our strength, would we?"
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| [ACT II]
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| H: "What're ya doin' here?"
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| Eur: "I could ask the same thing about you."
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| H: "Well, uh-- just another daring rescue, you know? That's,
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| uh-- not really workin' out the way I'd _planned_."
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| Eur: "I'm serious, Hercules. This is crazy."
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| H: "I tried to talk Orpheus out of this, but-- "
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| Eur: "Oh, please, Hercules-- Orpheus isn't here to save me. He
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| wants the lyre. That's all that matters to him."
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| H: "Well-- "
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| Eur: "You always tell the truth, Hercules. That's what I like
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| about you. Don't start lying to me, now. I feel bad enough
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| about the way I treated you before."
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| H: "Then you just forget about before, OK? Now, you were a
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| bacchae when we met."
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| Eur: "I did so many horrible things."
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| H: "Listen-- you broke away from Bacchus and I got to know the
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| real you. You risked your life coming down here."
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| Eur: "Hercules-- this'll all be over soon-- and you'll be free.
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| I've worked it all out. Goodbye, Hercules."
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| H: "Goodbye? Wait a second. You worked-you worked _what_ out?!
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| What-- ?"
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| I: "Ooh, this is nice. So, what's the occasion?"
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| Bacchae: "On your knees, worm!"
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| I and H: "Uh-oh."
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| Orp: "Hey-- there's the lyre."
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| I: "Go stuff a grape leaf, will ya?"
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| Orp: "Well, what'd I say?"
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| I: "Well, I guess we're in time for the floor show, huh?"
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| H: "Shh."
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| Bac: "Welcome, my children! And-- uninvited guests. [Laughs]
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| Mmm-mmm. It pleases me that you're all here today, to witness a
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| truly-- glorious event."
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| I: "Holy Zeus."
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| H: "Eurydice!"
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| Orp: "What is she doin'?!"
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| Bac: "Darling. Today! We unite-- the eternal-- with the
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| temporal! Eurydice and I shall be joined as one-- and together--
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| we shall reign over the bacchae kingdom!"
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| H: "There is no-- way! Why didn't you tell me?"
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| Eur: "But I did tell you. I worked it out."
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| Bac: "Oh-- isn't-- she sweet? And so thoughtful-- right to the
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| very end-- _your_ end."
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| Eur: "But you promised you'd leave him alone!"
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| H: [Yells]
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| [Fight]
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| Orp: "Luna-- Octavia-- you don't wanna hurt me! Think about all
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| the good times we had!"
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| I: "Uh! Take-- that! Smells like trouble!"
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| H: "Iolaus-- "
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| I: "Well, come on! I always wanted to say that!"
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| Eur: "Orpheus?!"
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| Orp: "Uh. Ah! Eurydice, what are you gonna do?!"
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| Eur: "I'm cutting you loose. Hercules!"
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| H: "Eurydice! Oh! Mmm!"
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| Orp: "Eurydice!"
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| I: "Ah-- that's very cute, but could we wait till we're out of
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| here?"
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| Eur: "Follow me!"
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| Orp: "Wait! We have to get the lyre!"
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| I: "Forget it! It's firewood!"
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| H: "Where's Orpheus?"
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| I: "Uh, he went back for the lyre."
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| Eur: "Oh."
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| Bac: "Orpheus has outlived his usefulness."
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| H: "Iolaus-- get Orpheus outta here."
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| I: "Herc-- come on-- I'm not gonna let-- "
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| H [Interrupts]: "Just-- do it. All right?"
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| I: "Come on!"
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| Bac: "And now, Hercules-- you shall pay for your defiance.
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| Yah!"
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| Eur: "Look out!" [Screams]
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| H: "No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!"
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| Bac: "It can't be."
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| H: "You stay there. I'm gonna go get help, OK?"
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| Eur: "No, Hercules"-- don't leave me."
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| H: "Then why did you do that?"
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| Eur: "Just another daring rescue."
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| H: "Shhh."
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| Eur: "Listen, Hercules-- don't give up-- on yourself. That's
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| how Bacchus got to me. I'd lost hope in my own future. Sorry--
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| I met you-- too late."
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| Bac: "No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o! You
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| confused her-- turned her against me."
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| H: "You really believe that? Well, go ahead. Here's your
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| chance. Come on! Do it!"
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| Bac: "No. The pain of this loss-- is more than anything I could
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| inflict. But when your sorrow fades-- I will find you-- and take
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| my revenge. Until then, Brother-- "
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