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Show pity, Calibos.
Who are you?
But you have touched the eye. As it has the power to give sight...
-A sword, eh? -Yes.
We would no longer be needed.
Even if we, the gods, are abandoned or forgotten...
A divine gift should never be questioned...
But for now, there is sufficient cowardice, sloth...
-l see nothing. -Over there!
What if courage and imagination became everyday mortal qualities?
And if he's still alive...
Or to you, Athena, ever wise and full of care.
...Andromeda must be taken to the Sacrificial Rock by the sea...
Magical!
Show me how to punish Perseus for this blasphemy!
-l don't understand. -These are strange times, my friend.
My son needs more than an actor's cloak and a wooden sword!
I am a poet and a playwright. And you?
One from the earth, deep under the ground.
...locked behind iron doors.
...and her son, Perseus, to the sea!
Tell me, what can it be?
And to make certain no stone stands, that no creature crawls...
I still don't understand.
He was a suitor for the Princess Andromeda.
I promise you.
The death of a girl and her child?
Yes.
One of you has it!
Perseus, prince and heir to the kingdom of Argos.
Justice or Revenge? When you agree to an Oprah interview
As I bind their hands with this silken thread...
Hello, my wet friend.
-His name is Bubo. -Do you understand all those noises?
Mark me, Perseus.
-l wonder that any man would even try. -Andromeda is very beautiful.
-Slow, slow. -Pegasus.
Give it to him. lt is my wish.