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♪ 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.