Hercules (1998–1999): Season 1, Episode 21 - Hercules and the Argonauts - full transcript
♪ Who put the
"glad" in Gladiator? ♪
♪ Hercules ♪
♪ Whose daring deeds
are great theater? ♪
♪ Hercules ♪
♪ Is he bold ♪
♪ No one braver ♪
♪ Is he sweet? ♪
♪ Our favorite
flavor, Hercules ♪
- ♪ What a guy ♪
- ♪ Hercules ♪
- ♪ Ask his friends ♪
- ♪ Hercules ♪
♪ Honey, they won't lie ♪
- ♪ Hercules ♪
- ♪ Ahh, Hercules ♪
♪ Hercules ♪
- ♪ Come on ♪
- ♪ No one's fool ♪
♪ Now the boy's in school ♪
♪ He's in trainin' ♪
♪ Sun is shinin' ♪
♪ And the nicest guy ♪
♪ No complainin' ♪
♪ He was a no one ♪
♪ Zero, zero, give
him a quick deed ♪
♪ He's our hero ♪
♪ He's the most
likely to succeed ♪
♪ From zero to hero ♪
♪ Herc is a hero ♪
♪ He'll be a hero ♪
Wait and see!
Yo, Herc, correct
me if I'm wrong,
but aren't you supposed
to be running leagues?
Yeah, Phil, I will. Maybe later.
Try to contain your
enthusiasm, rookie.
What's the point, Phil?
I've trained and trained and
trained, and I'm still not a hero.
Kid, you're not
building Rome in a day!
Oy, can a guy get a lift here?
Listen, Herc, the
hero race isn't a sprint.
It's a marathon.
That's hero rule number...
Aah! Phil, if I hear
one more hero rule,
my head is gonna split.
Whoa! Jump back!
I'm sorry. I just...
How long is this gonna take?
I'm sensing a certain
lack of perseverance here.
Stick-to-itiveness, if you will.
Maybe.
Well, then, there's
someone you need to meet.
Jason? The Jason?
As in... As in Jason
and the Argonauts?
One and the same.
Good to meet you, Hercules.
Oh, wow! It's a real honor, sir.
Oh, hey.
Your student has
a real iron grip, Phil.
He'll make a fine hero someday.
Yeah, that's why we're here.
Someday isn't soon
enough for somebody.
Ah, perseverance issues.
Nobody knows more about
staying on course than you.
So... The lad needs a pep talk.
Hercules, what do you
know of the golden fleece?
Isn't it just a myth?
A myth? A myth? No!
It is a dream, son, my dream.
Listen... Many years ago,
there was a golden ram
by the name "Chrysomalas."
Ah, the Gods blessed
this little fellow with magic.
And when his owner
sheared Chrysomalas,
he found his golden
fleece was magical as well.
Some say the fleece could
span the widest chasm.
Others say it could make a
flower bloom in the desert.
I've even heard it could
make an old man's hair
as black as pitch.
Wow! Can the golden
fleece really do all that?
The legend alone is
enough to stoke a man's fire.
And that's what's kept me
and my argonauts searching
for some 30 years now.
Thirty years?
And you haven't given up?
The word is perseverance.
Captain! It's Lynceus,
your favorite rigger,
capable of doing
many other tasks.
Boreas is blowing!
Ah, the north wind
stirs from his slumber.
Time to shove off!
Come.
My crew has, uh, thinned
out, and I'm a few hands short.
You're a sturdy lad.
Would you like to
join us for a while?
Journey with Jason
and the Argonauts?
Uh, yeah!
Uh, hate to drop
your anchor, kid,
but, uh, what
about your classes?
Oh, this leg of the quest is short.
I'll have him back by Monday.
Phil! Phil, come on!
Phil, Phil, Phil,
Phil, Phil, Phil!
Well... all right.
Bon voyage.
Oh, thanks, Phil.
Whoa!
Aaah!
Whoa!
Look at that! Our new
Argonaut can't wait to shove off.
Argonaut?
Jason called me an Argonaut.
That is so cool!
Come, boy. Meet the crew...
Such as it is these days.
Lynceus.
That's me. Gangway.
Promotion time. Coming, sir!
Lynceus is our rigger.
Welcome aboard, Hercules.
You'll be serving
under the finest captain
to ever sail the Aegean.
Oh, now, now, you exaggerate.
No, no, sir, you're too modest.
That's the prob... Is this
the sign of a great man?
He refuses to even... Day
in and day out, Hercules,
I thank Zeus I serve
under Captain Jason here,
- and I don't care who knows it, sir.
- Yes, yes, yes, yes.
And this is Bootes,
our beekeeper.
Oh! Uh... a beekeeper?
Um, you guys are on a
ship. Why do you need bees?
How else would we get the honey?
Hercules...
The beekeeper is the most
important person on the ship.
Huh! Yeah! Sorry,
I... I didn't realize.
Oh, yes.
The coming years will change
the art of sailing in many ways,
but, trust me,
sailing ships will always
need a beekeeper.
I have job security.
And finally... Our
helmsman... Typhes.
Watch this.
- Typhes is from Corinth.
- Uh, Corinth is more that way... sir.
Uncanny sense of direction.
Sir, I'm kind of busy
doing helmsman stuff,
so... if you don't mind.
Right, right, right,
of course, of course.
Lynceus, take young
Hercules in tow.
Make a real Argonaut out of him.
Aye, aye, sir. Here I
am, promptly as always.
I'll make sure everything runs
smoothly up here. No worries.
Not to worry. Old lynceus will
show this kid the loyal Argonaut way.
Ha ha! Hey, thanks.
Well, I can't wait
to get started.
Whoopee for you.
Ha ha! This bonehead actually
wants to be an Argonaut.
That makes one of us.
What are you guys talking about?
You've been argonauts for
years. How could you not love it?
That question answers
itself. The years, kid, the years.
And the mileage.
Look, Dr. Enthusiasm, the
only reason we're still here
is that we were the only ones dumb
enough to sign long-term contracts.
We thought we'd save 10% by not
having our lawyers look them over.
You paid ten?
So 30 years later, we're
still on this wild-goose chase.
Oh, I get it. This is like
some Argo tradition, right?
Make fun of the new guy, huh?
No! But that's a good idea. We
should make fun of the new guy.
Hey, the quest for the golden
fleece is no wild-goose chase!
Wake up, kid. There
is no golden fleece.
The point is, if there
were a golden fleece,
we would have found it by now.
Found steel wool once.
Worked magic on pots and pans.
But that wasn't good
enough for Jason the argo-nut.
So you don't like
being an Argonaut,
you don't believe in the golden
fleece, and you think Jason is crazy?
I should have stayed home.
Good! Now, that's
the Argonaut spirit.
He's a fast learner.
Well, you guys can
believe in what you want,
but I've get faith in Jason.
Sure, he's a little... odd.
But he's got a dream
that he won't give up on...
no matter what.
And if that's crazy,
then we should
all be so... crazy.
Brainstorm!
I'm sitting down there,
and a little voice says to me,
"Hercules takes the helm
through the simple gades."
And I say, "All in favor say
'Aye.'" Then I say, "Aye."
And the motion
passed unanimously.
The simple gades?
Um, the simple what?
The simple gades.
Hercules, take us in.
Um, Captain, I don't think that's
a very... very good idea. Really.
He's inexperienced!
He'll get us all killed...
Unless you like that, sir!
Gentlemen, your
opinions have been noted,
but I have faith in the lad.
Hold on to your honey.
Steady, lad, steady
now. What's your order?
Oh, uh... Full sail?
You heard him, men!
The most treacherous
pass in the Aegean,
and he's letting the new kid
take the helm? It's madness!
What about me? I
sucked up to him for years,
and I never got
to take the helm.
Excellent work, lad.
Right port, son.
No! Half sail,
half sail, half sail!
Corner!
Aye, aye, sir.
Was that too hard, maybe?
The whirlpool... And
we have no way to steer.
We're doomed!
Good stern, oh, yes. But
three things to remember...
Practice, practice, practice.
Hang on, men. Hang
on! We'll ride it out.
Abandon ship!
Look, uh, I have a confession
to make. I am not your queen.
Oh, gosh. Ah, this...
Oh, thanks very much.
Ah! Let go, you rube! I
don't want any of your help.
Good call, huh?
Let a kid who's been in
the business 40 minutes
take the helm. Visionary
leadership strikes again.
Nice going. Thanks to you
two, we're stranded here forever.
♪ Welcome to the paradise ♪
♪ Relax and stay a while ♪
♪ How about some mango juice? ♪
♪ We shake it up in style ♪
♪ Bask in our balmy breeze ♪
♪ Beneath the palmy trees ♪
♪ Enjoy the spice of life ♪
♪ Welcome to paradise ♪
Nice going.
Thanks to you two, we're
stranded here forever.
Oh, yes.
You must stay with us
forever in our island paradise.
On this island,
sailors are kings.
Sweetheart, I'm sure
you're as excited as we are,
but you have to
understand... We're kings?
Did you say "kings"?
You treat sail... We're
sailors... We treat like kings?
Sailors to kings. Now, finally,
some career advancement.
Ladies, oh, ladies,
this is a very kind offer,
but if you could allow me just
a moment to address my crew.
Why, of course.
Whatever you say,
Captain. We'll miss you.
Well, men, it's obvious
what's going on here.
These nymphs are trying
to keep us from our quest.
No, that's just a bonus.
Well, we're not
going to let them.
We must find the golden fleece.
Uh, no disrespect intended,
Captain. Well, not much...
But we are shipless.
Not for long. Hercules!
Aye, Captain.
You were... saying?
OK, fine, look,
the ship was just an excuse
to spare your feelings, Captain.
OK?
Out of the way. Make
a hole. Make it wide.
Captain, I've been waiting
years to tell you this...
Typhes and Bootes couldn't
care less about the golden fleece.
Gave it a shot, a 30-year shot.
Enough is enough.
You... want to quit the quest?
- Uh-huh.
- Yep, pretty much.
That would not be
an unfair statement.
OK, then, you
gentlemen have a choice.
Do you become the lazy kings
of a beautiful island paradise,
wanting for nothing ever again,
or... do you hang in there and
continue the grandest endeavor
humankind has ever launched?
What say you, my good
and noble Argonauts?
Look out, ladies, the
kings are ready to par-tay!
So, uh, what now?
So what now?
Now we caulk the hole, splint
the mast, restore the Argo to glory.
Come, Hercules. Surely there
are some raw materials here.
Keep a weather eye out for a certain
plant that has a marvelously gummy sap.
Oh! Ah! Hey, what
was that about?
Shhh!
There's something wrong here.
What do you mean?
Those nymphs have clearly
cast a spell on the Argonauts.
Uh, are you sure?
I mean, maybe they really just
don't care about the golden fleece.
No!
These men are professionals.
Those nymphs are
up to something.
We need a higher vantage point.
Just like I thought.
A gaggenus!
A what?
A gaggenus! Oh!
They often work with sea nymphs.
The nymphs provide
them with sailors to eat.
Feed.
Yeah, we're working
on that, gaggy.
These argonauts will be
yours to munch on very soon.
Well, what do the
nymphs get out of this?
Not eaten. It's a
good incentive plan.
Oh, man, this is all my fault.
If I hadn't blown it at the simple
gades, we wouldn't be in this mess.
Nonsense.
The simple gades was
a learning experience,
and you're the better for it.
Hercules, if you
are to persevere,
you mustn't take every
little setback like it's the last.
This is a little setback?
What's a big setback?
Well, fire-breathing bulls
were no walk in the park.
But we pulled through.
Yeah. Yeah. OK.
I guess we better
warn the crew, huh?
Right.
Aaah!
- Huh?
- What the...
It's the other sailors!
Oh, boy!
Feed!
Oops.
On the other hand, that
was just plain clumsy.
Nothing to learn there.
Feed!
Whoa!
This way!
Follow me.
It's dark. I can't see.
Whoa!
Oh. Aah.
Feed?
Oh, stop whining.
You still have those
argonauts to eat.
Oh, boy!
Feed!
Me feed!
Me feed lots and lots!
- Hey, sailors.
- Time for your king feast.
Darling, you're very
sweet, but I tell you what...
How about if I tell you
when it's time for the feast?
I've got a mud bath
and a nap set up. OK?
I'll be right back. I
need to exfoliate.
Oh, yeah, that's nice.
It tickles a little bit,
but work on the big
toe for a little while.
Whatever you gentlemen
need to stay... tender.
How are you, son?
You took the brunt of the fall.
- I'm OK.
- I guess.
Well, let's see.
We're trapped,
the ship is wrecked,
and the crew is in
imminent danger.
I love a challenge.
Challenge?
You don't get it! We've
lost! We're beaten!
No, lad. We're only
beaten if we give up.
Sure. Right. Whatever.
No wonder your crew
thinks you're crazy.
So, the crew's cynicism
has spread to you, too,
eh, Hercules?
Surprised? Don't be.
I've overheard their jeers,
glimpsed their rude hand gestures.
You knew? Why didn't
you say something?
Order them to stop.
You can order a man to
sail to port or starboard,
but you can't order
him to believe.
See, the Argonauts
haven't lost faith in me.
They've lost faith
in themselves.
And so have you, lad.
What is this?
The mark of the golden fleece.
A little help here!
See, Hercules, defeat
doesn't finish a man.
Quitting does.
Come, boy.
If anything can
save the Argonauts...
It's the golden fleece.
Can we look yet?
No, no, no. Keep
your eyes closed.
- No looky-lous.
- OK.
I'd hate to be around for the rainy
season 'cause it is humid here.
Do you feel it? It's dampness.
Yeah, what's going on?
I thought the steam
bath was later tonight.
Uh, can we look yet?
Sure. Welcome to the feast.
Me feed now!
The golden fleece.
It is real.
After all these years.
How's my hair? Black as pitch?
Uh, no. Sorry.
Well, I hear some fellow Grecians are
working on a formula for that anyway.
Huh.
Where are the flowers?
Um, maybe they're late bloomers?
This isn't going to
span any chasm, either.
It gives off a nice
glow. That's something.
Oh, sure, if you haven't
been looking for it for 30 years.
Oh, you watch the
years fly by and think...
The fleece... It flies!
It flies! This is a true wonder.
It's a marvel. It's a marvel!
Have you ever
seen the likes of this?
Well... actually, I have this
flying horse Pegasus, but, uh...
Flying horse, you say?
Uh, and then there's
my friend Icarus.
He has, uh, wax wings.
So you're saying this
is no big deal really?
No, no, no, no, not at all.
No. Icarus crashes all the time.
Hardly worth 30 years, though.
Hey, the fleece's
powers don't matter.
What matters is you stuck to it.
You persevered.
Couldn't have
put it better myself.
Come on! Let's haul wool.
Aaah! No, no! No, not me!
Mostly gristle!
Yee-haw!
All hands, brace for impact.
Oh ho.
Jason!
Huh?
Go ahead, gaggy.
This one looks yummy.
Ha!
Hey!
Oof!
Argonauts, prepare to attack.
Me feed!
Bees away!
Hercules, ow!
Go away. Go away! Buzzies!
Ladies, you have
been charming hosts,
but I really must go.
Farewell and thank you
from Jason and the Argonauts!
Me hungry. Me feed now!
How about a manicure...
manicure instead?
Sorry the fleece is kind of
a disappointment, Jason.
Disappointment? How so?
That wide chasm between me
and my crew has been spanned.
And the flower of hope has
sprung in that desert of despair.
OK. How about the
hair as black as pitch?
Well, I've noticed
some highlights.
Son, you're a born Argonaut.
Care to help us settle the score with
a nasty herd of fire-breathing bulls?
Oh, I appreciate
the offer, I really do.
But I have some unfinished
hero training at home.
Understood.
Persevere, my friend.
Just give the word, sir.
Mr. Hercules, would
you do the honors?
Mr. Typhes, take us home.
1/4 fleece power.
"glad" in Gladiator? ♪
♪ Hercules ♪
♪ Whose daring deeds
are great theater? ♪
♪ Hercules ♪
♪ Is he bold ♪
♪ No one braver ♪
♪ Is he sweet? ♪
♪ Our favorite
flavor, Hercules ♪
- ♪ What a guy ♪
- ♪ Hercules ♪
- ♪ Ask his friends ♪
- ♪ Hercules ♪
♪ Honey, they won't lie ♪
- ♪ Hercules ♪
- ♪ Ahh, Hercules ♪
♪ Hercules ♪
- ♪ Come on ♪
- ♪ No one's fool ♪
♪ Now the boy's in school ♪
♪ He's in trainin' ♪
♪ Sun is shinin' ♪
♪ And the nicest guy ♪
♪ No complainin' ♪
♪ He was a no one ♪
♪ Zero, zero, give
him a quick deed ♪
♪ He's our hero ♪
♪ He's the most
likely to succeed ♪
♪ From zero to hero ♪
♪ Herc is a hero ♪
♪ He'll be a hero ♪
Wait and see!
Yo, Herc, correct
me if I'm wrong,
but aren't you supposed
to be running leagues?
Yeah, Phil, I will. Maybe later.
Try to contain your
enthusiasm, rookie.
What's the point, Phil?
I've trained and trained and
trained, and I'm still not a hero.
Kid, you're not
building Rome in a day!
Oy, can a guy get a lift here?
Listen, Herc, the
hero race isn't a sprint.
It's a marathon.
That's hero rule number...
Aah! Phil, if I hear
one more hero rule,
my head is gonna split.
Whoa! Jump back!
I'm sorry. I just...
How long is this gonna take?
I'm sensing a certain
lack of perseverance here.
Stick-to-itiveness, if you will.
Maybe.
Well, then, there's
someone you need to meet.
Jason? The Jason?
As in... As in Jason
and the Argonauts?
One and the same.
Good to meet you, Hercules.
Oh, wow! It's a real honor, sir.
Oh, hey.
Your student has
a real iron grip, Phil.
He'll make a fine hero someday.
Yeah, that's why we're here.
Someday isn't soon
enough for somebody.
Ah, perseverance issues.
Nobody knows more about
staying on course than you.
So... The lad needs a pep talk.
Hercules, what do you
know of the golden fleece?
Isn't it just a myth?
A myth? A myth? No!
It is a dream, son, my dream.
Listen... Many years ago,
there was a golden ram
by the name "Chrysomalas."
Ah, the Gods blessed
this little fellow with magic.
And when his owner
sheared Chrysomalas,
he found his golden
fleece was magical as well.
Some say the fleece could
span the widest chasm.
Others say it could make a
flower bloom in the desert.
I've even heard it could
make an old man's hair
as black as pitch.
Wow! Can the golden
fleece really do all that?
The legend alone is
enough to stoke a man's fire.
And that's what's kept me
and my argonauts searching
for some 30 years now.
Thirty years?
And you haven't given up?
The word is perseverance.
Captain! It's Lynceus,
your favorite rigger,
capable of doing
many other tasks.
Boreas is blowing!
Ah, the north wind
stirs from his slumber.
Time to shove off!
Come.
My crew has, uh, thinned
out, and I'm a few hands short.
You're a sturdy lad.
Would you like to
join us for a while?
Journey with Jason
and the Argonauts?
Uh, yeah!
Uh, hate to drop
your anchor, kid,
but, uh, what
about your classes?
Oh, this leg of the quest is short.
I'll have him back by Monday.
Phil! Phil, come on!
Phil, Phil, Phil,
Phil, Phil, Phil!
Well... all right.
Bon voyage.
Oh, thanks, Phil.
Whoa!
Aaah!
Whoa!
Look at that! Our new
Argonaut can't wait to shove off.
Argonaut?
Jason called me an Argonaut.
That is so cool!
Come, boy. Meet the crew...
Such as it is these days.
Lynceus.
That's me. Gangway.
Promotion time. Coming, sir!
Lynceus is our rigger.
Welcome aboard, Hercules.
You'll be serving
under the finest captain
to ever sail the Aegean.
Oh, now, now, you exaggerate.
No, no, sir, you're too modest.
That's the prob... Is this
the sign of a great man?
He refuses to even... Day
in and day out, Hercules,
I thank Zeus I serve
under Captain Jason here,
- and I don't care who knows it, sir.
- Yes, yes, yes, yes.
And this is Bootes,
our beekeeper.
Oh! Uh... a beekeeper?
Um, you guys are on a
ship. Why do you need bees?
How else would we get the honey?
Hercules...
The beekeeper is the most
important person on the ship.
Huh! Yeah! Sorry,
I... I didn't realize.
Oh, yes.
The coming years will change
the art of sailing in many ways,
but, trust me,
sailing ships will always
need a beekeeper.
I have job security.
And finally... Our
helmsman... Typhes.
Watch this.
- Typhes is from Corinth.
- Uh, Corinth is more that way... sir.
Uncanny sense of direction.
Sir, I'm kind of busy
doing helmsman stuff,
so... if you don't mind.
Right, right, right,
of course, of course.
Lynceus, take young
Hercules in tow.
Make a real Argonaut out of him.
Aye, aye, sir. Here I
am, promptly as always.
I'll make sure everything runs
smoothly up here. No worries.
Not to worry. Old lynceus will
show this kid the loyal Argonaut way.
Ha ha! Hey, thanks.
Well, I can't wait
to get started.
Whoopee for you.
Ha ha! This bonehead actually
wants to be an Argonaut.
That makes one of us.
What are you guys talking about?
You've been argonauts for
years. How could you not love it?
That question answers
itself. The years, kid, the years.
And the mileage.
Look, Dr. Enthusiasm, the
only reason we're still here
is that we were the only ones dumb
enough to sign long-term contracts.
We thought we'd save 10% by not
having our lawyers look them over.
You paid ten?
So 30 years later, we're
still on this wild-goose chase.
Oh, I get it. This is like
some Argo tradition, right?
Make fun of the new guy, huh?
No! But that's a good idea. We
should make fun of the new guy.
Hey, the quest for the golden
fleece is no wild-goose chase!
Wake up, kid. There
is no golden fleece.
The point is, if there
were a golden fleece,
we would have found it by now.
Found steel wool once.
Worked magic on pots and pans.
But that wasn't good
enough for Jason the argo-nut.
So you don't like
being an Argonaut,
you don't believe in the golden
fleece, and you think Jason is crazy?
I should have stayed home.
Good! Now, that's
the Argonaut spirit.
He's a fast learner.
Well, you guys can
believe in what you want,
but I've get faith in Jason.
Sure, he's a little... odd.
But he's got a dream
that he won't give up on...
no matter what.
And if that's crazy,
then we should
all be so... crazy.
Brainstorm!
I'm sitting down there,
and a little voice says to me,
"Hercules takes the helm
through the simple gades."
And I say, "All in favor say
'Aye.'" Then I say, "Aye."
And the motion
passed unanimously.
The simple gades?
Um, the simple what?
The simple gades.
Hercules, take us in.
Um, Captain, I don't think that's
a very... very good idea. Really.
He's inexperienced!
He'll get us all killed...
Unless you like that, sir!
Gentlemen, your
opinions have been noted,
but I have faith in the lad.
Hold on to your honey.
Steady, lad, steady
now. What's your order?
Oh, uh... Full sail?
You heard him, men!
The most treacherous
pass in the Aegean,
and he's letting the new kid
take the helm? It's madness!
What about me? I
sucked up to him for years,
and I never got
to take the helm.
Excellent work, lad.
Right port, son.
No! Half sail,
half sail, half sail!
Corner!
Aye, aye, sir.
Was that too hard, maybe?
The whirlpool... And
we have no way to steer.
We're doomed!
Good stern, oh, yes. But
three things to remember...
Practice, practice, practice.
Hang on, men. Hang
on! We'll ride it out.
Abandon ship!
Look, uh, I have a confession
to make. I am not your queen.
Oh, gosh. Ah, this...
Oh, thanks very much.
Ah! Let go, you rube! I
don't want any of your help.
Good call, huh?
Let a kid who's been in
the business 40 minutes
take the helm. Visionary
leadership strikes again.
Nice going. Thanks to you
two, we're stranded here forever.
♪ Welcome to the paradise ♪
♪ Relax and stay a while ♪
♪ How about some mango juice? ♪
♪ We shake it up in style ♪
♪ Bask in our balmy breeze ♪
♪ Beneath the palmy trees ♪
♪ Enjoy the spice of life ♪
♪ Welcome to paradise ♪
Nice going.
Thanks to you two, we're
stranded here forever.
Oh, yes.
You must stay with us
forever in our island paradise.
On this island,
sailors are kings.
Sweetheart, I'm sure
you're as excited as we are,
but you have to
understand... We're kings?
Did you say "kings"?
You treat sail... We're
sailors... We treat like kings?
Sailors to kings. Now, finally,
some career advancement.
Ladies, oh, ladies,
this is a very kind offer,
but if you could allow me just
a moment to address my crew.
Why, of course.
Whatever you say,
Captain. We'll miss you.
Well, men, it's obvious
what's going on here.
These nymphs are trying
to keep us from our quest.
No, that's just a bonus.
Well, we're not
going to let them.
We must find the golden fleece.
Uh, no disrespect intended,
Captain. Well, not much...
But we are shipless.
Not for long. Hercules!
Aye, Captain.
You were... saying?
OK, fine, look,
the ship was just an excuse
to spare your feelings, Captain.
OK?
Out of the way. Make
a hole. Make it wide.
Captain, I've been waiting
years to tell you this...
Typhes and Bootes couldn't
care less about the golden fleece.
Gave it a shot, a 30-year shot.
Enough is enough.
You... want to quit the quest?
- Uh-huh.
- Yep, pretty much.
That would not be
an unfair statement.
OK, then, you
gentlemen have a choice.
Do you become the lazy kings
of a beautiful island paradise,
wanting for nothing ever again,
or... do you hang in there and
continue the grandest endeavor
humankind has ever launched?
What say you, my good
and noble Argonauts?
Look out, ladies, the
kings are ready to par-tay!
So, uh, what now?
So what now?
Now we caulk the hole, splint
the mast, restore the Argo to glory.
Come, Hercules. Surely there
are some raw materials here.
Keep a weather eye out for a certain
plant that has a marvelously gummy sap.
Oh! Ah! Hey, what
was that about?
Shhh!
There's something wrong here.
What do you mean?
Those nymphs have clearly
cast a spell on the Argonauts.
Uh, are you sure?
I mean, maybe they really just
don't care about the golden fleece.
No!
These men are professionals.
Those nymphs are
up to something.
We need a higher vantage point.
Just like I thought.
A gaggenus!
A what?
A gaggenus! Oh!
They often work with sea nymphs.
The nymphs provide
them with sailors to eat.
Feed.
Yeah, we're working
on that, gaggy.
These argonauts will be
yours to munch on very soon.
Well, what do the
nymphs get out of this?
Not eaten. It's a
good incentive plan.
Oh, man, this is all my fault.
If I hadn't blown it at the simple
gades, we wouldn't be in this mess.
Nonsense.
The simple gades was
a learning experience,
and you're the better for it.
Hercules, if you
are to persevere,
you mustn't take every
little setback like it's the last.
This is a little setback?
What's a big setback?
Well, fire-breathing bulls
were no walk in the park.
But we pulled through.
Yeah. Yeah. OK.
I guess we better
warn the crew, huh?
Right.
Aaah!
- Huh?
- What the...
It's the other sailors!
Oh, boy!
Feed!
Oops.
On the other hand, that
was just plain clumsy.
Nothing to learn there.
Feed!
Whoa!
This way!
Follow me.
It's dark. I can't see.
Whoa!
Oh. Aah.
Feed?
Oh, stop whining.
You still have those
argonauts to eat.
Oh, boy!
Feed!
Me feed!
Me feed lots and lots!
- Hey, sailors.
- Time for your king feast.
Darling, you're very
sweet, but I tell you what...
How about if I tell you
when it's time for the feast?
I've got a mud bath
and a nap set up. OK?
I'll be right back. I
need to exfoliate.
Oh, yeah, that's nice.
It tickles a little bit,
but work on the big
toe for a little while.
Whatever you gentlemen
need to stay... tender.
How are you, son?
You took the brunt of the fall.
- I'm OK.
- I guess.
Well, let's see.
We're trapped,
the ship is wrecked,
and the crew is in
imminent danger.
I love a challenge.
Challenge?
You don't get it! We've
lost! We're beaten!
No, lad. We're only
beaten if we give up.
Sure. Right. Whatever.
No wonder your crew
thinks you're crazy.
So, the crew's cynicism
has spread to you, too,
eh, Hercules?
Surprised? Don't be.
I've overheard their jeers,
glimpsed their rude hand gestures.
You knew? Why didn't
you say something?
Order them to stop.
You can order a man to
sail to port or starboard,
but you can't order
him to believe.
See, the Argonauts
haven't lost faith in me.
They've lost faith
in themselves.
And so have you, lad.
What is this?
The mark of the golden fleece.
A little help here!
See, Hercules, defeat
doesn't finish a man.
Quitting does.
Come, boy.
If anything can
save the Argonauts...
It's the golden fleece.
Can we look yet?
No, no, no. Keep
your eyes closed.
- No looky-lous.
- OK.
I'd hate to be around for the rainy
season 'cause it is humid here.
Do you feel it? It's dampness.
Yeah, what's going on?
I thought the steam
bath was later tonight.
Uh, can we look yet?
Sure. Welcome to the feast.
Me feed now!
The golden fleece.
It is real.
After all these years.
How's my hair? Black as pitch?
Uh, no. Sorry.
Well, I hear some fellow Grecians are
working on a formula for that anyway.
Huh.
Where are the flowers?
Um, maybe they're late bloomers?
This isn't going to
span any chasm, either.
It gives off a nice
glow. That's something.
Oh, sure, if you haven't
been looking for it for 30 years.
Oh, you watch the
years fly by and think...
The fleece... It flies!
It flies! This is a true wonder.
It's a marvel. It's a marvel!
Have you ever
seen the likes of this?
Well... actually, I have this
flying horse Pegasus, but, uh...
Flying horse, you say?
Uh, and then there's
my friend Icarus.
He has, uh, wax wings.
So you're saying this
is no big deal really?
No, no, no, no, not at all.
No. Icarus crashes all the time.
Hardly worth 30 years, though.
Hey, the fleece's
powers don't matter.
What matters is you stuck to it.
You persevered.
Couldn't have
put it better myself.
Come on! Let's haul wool.
Aaah! No, no! No, not me!
Mostly gristle!
Yee-haw!
All hands, brace for impact.
Oh ho.
Jason!
Huh?
Go ahead, gaggy.
This one looks yummy.
Ha!
Hey!
Oof!
Argonauts, prepare to attack.
Me feed!
Bees away!
Hercules, ow!
Go away. Go away! Buzzies!
Ladies, you have
been charming hosts,
but I really must go.
Farewell and thank you
from Jason and the Argonauts!
Me hungry. Me feed now!
How about a manicure...
manicure instead?
Sorry the fleece is kind of
a disappointment, Jason.
Disappointment? How so?
That wide chasm between me
and my crew has been spanned.
And the flower of hope has
sprung in that desert of despair.
OK. How about the
hair as black as pitch?
Well, I've noticed
some highlights.
Son, you're a born Argonaut.
Care to help us settle the score with
a nasty herd of fire-breathing bulls?
Oh, I appreciate
the offer, I really do.
But I have some unfinished
hero training at home.
Understood.
Persevere, my friend.
Just give the word, sir.
Mr. Hercules, would
you do the honors?
Mr. Typhes, take us home.
1/4 fleece power.