Fame Transcript (Novelization)
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[TEASER]
Narrator: “Last time, on Young Hercules-- ”
[[[[[[H: “Orpheus-- when you’re right, you’re right. This place is amazing.” Eurydice [Eur]: “Be one of us-- Hercules-- forever-ever.” H: “Nooooo!” Bacchus [Bac]: “After them!” H: “Whoa, whoa.” Cheiron: “The mark of the Bacchae. Come sundown-- she’ll belong to Bacchus.” H: “We’ll see about that.” Orpheus [Or]’s Voice: “Some of the Bacchae remember a story-- ” Or: “-- a kind of riddle-- about-- washing your spirit clean.” Bac: [Yells] H: “Are you OK?” Lilith [Lil]: “I think so.” H: “Come on.”]]]]]]
I: “Hercules! Hercules. Uh! Where’s Jason? He’s gotta hear this.”
H: “He’s gettin’ ready for his coronation. Hey, did you know, who’s drilling the honor guards?”
I: “Oh, not Lilith.”
H: “Uh-huh.”
I: “Poor guards. Oh, well-- their loss. Guess who’s performing live at Kora’s tonight? Orpheus.”
H: “Ooh! Can we finish this later?”
I: “So, are you gonna come along to the biggest event ever, or are you gonna stay here doing-- Hercules things?”
H: “Iolaus-- is it just me, or do you remember that Orpheus and Eurydice used to snag victims for my brother, Bacchus? Huh? They tried to suck us into their sick little cult.”
I: “This is at Kora’s. OK? You beat the Bacchae cult. You beat Bacchus. He’s out of the picture.”
H: “He’s a god, Iolaus. They’re never out of the picture”
I: “You’re missing the point, Hercules. Eurydice and Orpheus are stars, now. They need management. They need protection. Y’see? That’s where you and me come in.”
H: “No-- that’s where I get off.”
I: “OK. Fine, I’ll-- I’ll just tell Eurydice you can’t make it.”
H: “No. No, I mean-- I didn’t say I’m not comin’-- I, you know, I just-- meant that I’m only goin’ to keep you out of trouble. Ooh! Let’s go.”
Bac’s Voice: “Do not let these two enter.”
I: “Thank you.”
Ticket Agent: “Yeah.”
Bouncer [Bou]: “Hold it!”
I: “Oh. Oh, no, no, it’s OK. We’re friends of the band.”
Bou: “Take a hike-- losers!”
Girl’s Voice: “Hey! Jerk.”
H: “Just forget it. All right?”
Eur: “Hercules!”
H: “Eurydice.”
Eur: “By the gods! This is wonderful! Let me give you some passes.”
H: “Thanks.”
Bou: “Now, wati a minute!”
Eur: “Get back to your post. These are honored guests.”
H [Mouths]: “Honored guests.”
Eur: “Follow me. You’re not gonna believe-- Orpheus’ music. This is gonna be the most incredible thing you’ve ever experienced.”
H: “Oh, yeah. Mm-hmm.”
Bac: “Incredible, yes-- and maybe-- the last--”
[ACT I]
H: “Eurydice!”
Groupie: “A pass? Are you a friend of the band?”
I: “A-ha! Oh-- oh, yes. Me and Orpheus-- we go _way_ back.”
H: “Eurydice!”
Eur: “Over here!”
H: “OK. Hey, I’m gonna, uh, uh-- ”
I: “That’s great. OK.”
Bac: “I told you-- not-- to admit Hercules.”
Bou: “I tried, Bacchus. But Eurydices [sic] let him in. You said not to make her suspicious.”
Eur: “Oh, Hercules! It’s so great to see you, again!”
H: “Uh-- uh-- uh-- w-, you, too. Uh, I’m a-I’m a little confused, still. I mean, I thought that you, uh-- weren’t you a-- ?
Eur: “A Bacchae?”
H: “Hmm.”
Eur: “Yeah, but-- now I’m free.”
H: “Oh. How?”
Eur: “Orpheus did it. Oh-- Hercules, you would have no idea how fabulous he is! He worked it out with Bacchus.”
H: “Yeah-- he’s fabulous.”
Eur: “My life’s my own again, and I owe it _all_ to Orpheus.”
H: “He’s sure doin’ well for himself, huh? Oh-- ”
Eur: “Isn’t it great? He’s finally getting all the fame he deserves.”
H: “That’s, uh-- that’s great.”
Bou: “What’s Hercules want? Huh? Orpheus?”
I: “Hey! Orpheus! Over here, buddy.”
Or: “Iolaus. Hey, I’m glad you could make it, really.”
I: “Hey, man.”
Or: “So, um, did-- did Hercules, uh-- come with you?”
I: “Uh-- yeah, yeah, I think he’s, uh-- I think he’s backstage.”
Or: “Terrific. Terrific. Well, ladies, this man helped save my life. Treat him well.”
Groupie: “It’s great to meet you.”
Eur: “Almost time to go on. How do you like my outfit?”
H: “Well, it’s great, but-- we need to talk. Eurydice, there’s something very wrong.”
Eur: “Don’t you like it?”
H: “Oh-- no, no, it’s not the outfit. It’s, um-- it’s you. It’s like you’re hidin’ somethin’, even from yourself.”
Or: “There you are. By the gods, Hercules, it’s good to see you again. You’re staying for the concert, I hope.”
H: “It’s a nice lyre you have, there.”
Or: “Gorgeous, isn’t it? Have you ever seen anything like it?”
H: “Yeah. Bacchus has one.”
Or: “A-ha-ha-- had one. It’s mine, now. And, through it, I can touch the very souls of my audience. I can feel them _adore_ me. It’s fabulous.”
H: “Yeah-- I’m sure it is. How did you get it?”
Or: “Negotiation. Bacchus is, after all, a patron of the arts.”
H: “You made a deal with Bacchus? How could you do that? You know how dangerous he is?”
Crowd’s Voices [In Background]: “Or-phe-us! [Etc]”
Or: “Well-- ask her is she likes her new freedom. Ask them if they like my music. Enjoy the performance, Hercules. My audience awaits.”
Eur: “I appreciate your concern, Hercules. But really-- everything’s fine.”
H: “Really?”
H: “Say goodbye, Iolaus.”
I: “Oh-oh. We can’t go yet.”
H: “Yeah, we can.”
I: “No-- we can’t.”
H: “Yes-- we can.”
I: “Don’t _do_ this to me, Hercules. Ooh!”
Girl’s Voice: “I love you! I love you!”
I: “Hercules! Hercules! There were three girls. Three girls talkin’ to me-- just ‘cause I knew Orpheus!”
H: “And they want Orpheus, OK? Orpheus-- not us. Now, something’s very wrong, here. We’re going.”
Bac: “Hercules knows.”
Or: “What a surprise. Couldn’t just lie low for once concern now, could ya?”
Bac: “I will _not_ be intimidated by my half-brother.”
Or: “A close family you have. Look-- this is not my problem. I’m upholding my end of our deal. My concerts bring in more new Bacchae than you can handle.”
Bac: “Oh, but it is your problem, Orpheus. Now that Hercules knows, he’ll try to stop us. And if he succeeds-- that will be the end of our deal-- Eurydice’s freedom, and your fame.”
Or: “And your supply of new servants. Look-- Hercules knows that Eurydice’s freedom is part of my deal. He’s not gonna try to stop me. He’s gonna try to stop you. Ball’s in your court, Horn-boy. Deal with it.”
Bac [Yells]: “That musician’s fame has made him arrogant. When all this is over-- I _will_ take Eurydice from him-- just to remind him-- who’s responsible for all his glory.”
Bou: “But-- what of Hercules?”
Bac: “At the concert-- Hercules will try to interfere. But we’ll be ready-- and Hercules-- will be destroyed.” [Laughs]
[ACT II]
Cheiron: “I sense a new resolve in you, Hercules. You’ve set yourself a mission.”
H: “Yeah-- to put an end to this cult, once and for all. Is there any weapon I can use to fight off the Bacchae?”
Cheiron: “Yes-- nothing in this room. The undead can only defeated by their own. Such weapons are not easy to come by.”
H: “Just tell me where to get ‘em.”
I: “Dryads? This is crazy. You sure we have to do this?”
H: “I do; you don’t. You can go back if you want to.”
I: “Oh-- now, you tell me. Whoa. You think he, uh-- might just give us one of his bones if-- if we ask?”
[Fight]
H: “Oh, uh-- sorry, uh-- . Listen, we-we really needed one of your bones, though, you know? Hope you understand.”
I: “OK, so the, uh-- thigh bone’s connected to the, uh-- ”
H: “Yeah, the hip bone.”
I: “Yeah, and the hip bone’s connected to the-- ”
H: “Uh-- whatever. Let’s call the whole thing off, huh? Thanks. Well, uh-- that went pretty well, don’tcha think?”
I: “Hmm-- not for him, though.”
H: “No.”
H and I: “Oh, well.”
Bou: “Our spies report that Hercules is headed for the concert.”
Bac: “Then it has come to this. My half-brother has challenged my will for the last time. All of you! To the concert! Run, my Bacchae! Destroy Hercules!”
Bou: “Come, Bacchae!”
Eur: “It can’t be. Orpheus! This-- was the deal you made?! To keep recruiting for Bacchus behind my back?!”
Or: “Come on, Sweetheart. Look-- I did it for you. It’s what we wanted, isn’t it? To be free? It’s worth delivering a few slaves to Bacchus.”
Eur: “No! I can’t do this! I won’t-- be part of this! Not for you! Not for anyone! It’s over!”
Or: “Huh?”
H: “Ladies and gentlemen-- !”
Eur: “Hercules!”
H: “I don’t mean to alarm you, but there are Bacchae-- in the building.”
[Fight]
H: “Get outta here before Bacchus can take you back.”
Eur: “What about Orpheus? Leave him alone!”
Bac: “Our deal is over. You’re both mine again!”
Eur: “Never.”
Or: “Ho-Ho-Honey-- maybe we should talk about this.”
Eur: “Orpheus and I will never serve you again.”
Or: “Eurydice!”
Bac: “Then pay the price.”
Eur: “Orpheus! Are you hurt?”
Bac [Laughs]: “Foolish mortal! _I_ am eternal!”
H: “Your hold on these people isn’t.”
Bac: “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
I: “I was Cheiron was right, huh?”
H: “Yeah”
I: “It worked like a charm.”
H: “Look at that.”
Girl: “What happened?!”
I: “You could tell her the truth.”
H: “What’s that? He’s a lying creep? Wouldn’t matter, anyway. I mean-- she’s made her choice. So-- Orpheus-- I guess, now that you’ve rejected Bacchus, you’re uh-- you’re gonna get rid of that think, right?”
Or: “Uh-- right.”
H: “Right.”
H: “So-- you ready?”
Or: “I guess. Well, so much for glory-- for music-- for fame-- and for Bacchus’ lyre. Good riddance.”
Eur: “You still have your music-- and me.”
Or: “Yeah. Yeah. I guess I don’t need Bacchus or the lyre to make it, huh?”
Eur: “Sometimes, following your destiny involves great sacrifice.”
I: “What she said. Come on.”
