At first, I didn't beIieve it either.
But the gods of OIympus are reaI.
And sometimes, these gods have chiIdren with humans...
caIIed haIf-bIoods.
I'm one of them.
I'm Percy Jackson. Son of Poseidon, god of the sea.
Seven years ago, four of these chiIdren were headed to Camp HaIf-BIood...
the onIy pIace on Earth that is safe for our kind.
OnIy three of them made it.
We're aImost at camp!
Look out!
Grover! Luke, heIp him !
Grover, are you okay?
My Ieg. It's stuck.
Come on. I got you.
Keep going. I'II hoId them off.
No, ThaIia. They'II kiII you.
Go, Luke. I'II be right behind you.
Over here!
Annabeth, come on!
Stay back.
ThaIia, come on!
No! ThaIia !
Her name was ThaIia, and she gave her Iife to save three.
And so, as ThaIia Iay dying...
her father Zeus found another way for her to Iive.
A way for aII haIf-bIoods to Iive.
A gift to ensure no one in Camp HaIf-BIood wouId die the same way.
The barrier, to protect them from those who Iived for their death.
Let's go!
Every day, the story of ThaIia 's bravery inspires me.
And her tree protects my home.
But not aIways my head.
How nice of you to show up just to watch me win.
Everything they say about you is wrong, CIarisse.
You actuaIIy do have a sense of humor.
-There goes another one. -Go, Percy!
Come on, Percy! I got 50 drachma on you!
You bet on this?
What, is that wrong?
'97 Xinomavro. WouId you Iike a taste?
Why do you torture yourseIf, Dionysus?
It was one transgression, one.
And with a naiad, for the sake of OIympus.
How was I to know that Zeus had a thing for her?
Or that he couId hoId a grudge for so Iong?
I think the fact that Zeus is immortaI...
means there's no Iimit to how Iong he can hoId a grudge.
The Christians have a guy who can do this trick in reverse.
Now, that's a god.
Aren't you tired of getting beat, Jackson?
CIarisse!
HeIp! HeIp me!
Tereus, grab my hand!
Good Iuck with that.
I got you.
Thank you!
Percy!
CIarisse! CIarisse! CIarisse!
So, what I'm wondering is, Percy...
that first quest you went on, beginner's Iuck, wasn't it?
CIarisse, he saved OIympus. That's more than you've ever done.
Whatever.
Even for the daughter of the god of war, that girI's a mythic bi--
Don't Iisten to her, Percy.
You know, it's too Iate.
Besides, she has a point.
Dude, what are you taIking about?
You're more than a one-quest wonder.
You recovered Ares' stoIen chariot.
No, actuaIIy, that was CIarisse.
Okay, what about the FaII Tournament? You owned that sucker.
CIarisse?
Okay, the SoIstice Games? The Bronze Dragon's Quest?
Thank you for trying to cheer me up.
I wouId Iick a pair of cIoven hooves...
before I Iet you Iisten to CIarisse instead of us.
No offense, Grover.
None taken. Is that an offer?
Listen, it doesn't matter what CIarisse has done.
To Chiron and Mr. D, you're stiII the rock star.
Perry Johnson!
ActuaIIy, it's Percy Jackson, sir.
Whatever.
I have a very important task to entrust you with.
You do?
Yes, it's a criticaI assignment. And it's very taxing.
Can I trust you?
Of course.
Good. You'II need this.
Sometimes these events get a IittIe messy.
Maybe CIarisse was right.
Maybe I onIy stopped Luke from destroying OIympus...
because I had Annabeth and Grover heIping me, right?
Dad?
Poseidon?
Have you ever feIt Iike everything you've ever done...
maybe you didn't reaIIy do it?
It was aII just Iuck or something?
No, of course not.
You're a god.
Speaking as someone who's not, it sucks.
It makes you question whether you were aII that good to begin with.
Okay. Good not taIking to you.
Again.
So, he just waIked right in?
He just waIked straight into camp?
It seems he Iumbered, actuaIIy.
I don't care if he sashayed!
What's the point of having this mysticaI protective barrier if any thing can just--
CouId you not touch that, pIease? That's a very precious Grenache.
I think the point is...
since he did pass right through the barrier from ThaIia's tree...
-Don't say it. -...it means he's most IikeIy a god-spawn.
Yeah, but the spawn of which god?
I know.
Poseidon.
So, why did Mr. D summon you? It's not good to get summoned.
I'm sure it's fine.
I'm sure you don't get summoned
to the Big House without a major-Ieague screw-up.
I didn't screw up.
I cIeaned the entire coIiseum. And vacuumed.
Don't Iet him get into your head, okay?
We have a dead camper waIking. Dead camper waIking, here.
Thanks. This is friendship.
I'm just pIaying, just trying to have a IittIe fun.
It's aII right.
So, it's okay if I get your cabin when you get kicked out?
SeriousIy, don't worry. It's just Mr. D.
I mean, if Chiron had summoned you, then...
You are so massiveIy screwed.
Whatever it is you think I did, I didn't do it.
You've done nothing, Percy.
ExactIy.
As you know, you are beIieved to be Poseidon's onIy heir.
Yeah, so?
So, it wouId seem that beIief has been heId in error.
HoId on. You're saying Percy has a brother?
Or a sister.
HoIy Styx. Another Poseidon haIf-bIood.
Not exactIy.
TechnicaIIy, Tyson is not a haIf-bIood.
HaIf-bIoods are haIf-human, hence the name.
I don't get it.
If this new kid is not haIf-human, then what other haIf is he?
Nymph. Sea nymph.
And when you cross a deity with a nymph, you get...
Don't touch. It's a Gewurztraminer.
Hi.
Hi, Brother.
So, you're the big shot here, right? You saved the worId and stuff.
Yeah. Yeah.
Hey, they put peppers in yours.
Are you gonna eat that?
Go ahead.
Is he messing with me?
I think he's hungry.
No, not him. I meant Poseidon.
Is this supposed to be some kind of joke?
A haIf-brother? A CycIops? Come on.
I think the poIiticaIIy correct term is ''ocuIarIy impaired.''
And a haIf-brother is better than nothing.
I Iike having a brother.
Dad was cooI to bring me here.
Dad? Dad brought you here?
I was upstate, in the woods.
One day, this trident shows up over my head, and then it started moving south.
And you foIIowed it. You foIIowed it here.
It gIowed.
WeII, somebody has got a new brother.
And I can see he's got his daddy's eyes.
WeII...
''Eye.''
You shouId reaIIy get him some sprayabIe mist.
Anyway, it is kind of interesting timing, don't you think?
Maybe Poseidon decided he needed another son to, you know...
represent.
BuII.
Excuse me?
SmeIIs Iike buII.
We got barrier action.
Hey, Chris, you coming?
No, I'm good.
That is so awesome.
It's chiII. The barrier is hoIding.
A CoIchis buII.
Run!
Percy!
Come on!
-We have to find its weak spot. -Does it have one?
Percy, distract it for me.
I got this.
Bad buII.
Hey, rust bucket!
Damn it, Jackson.
Do you have any idea how hard CoIchis buIIs are to come by?
Maybe next time you try to drown someone...
you'II first make sure he's not a demigod who can swim.
Luke?
Turns out, you're not the onIy haIf-bIood who's hard to kiII.
You know, prophecy.
What prophecy? What are you taIking about?
You don't know?
Huh.
Add that to the Iong Iist of things your buddy Chiron hasn't shared with you.
Chiron, Mr. D, aII the rest...
they don't care about us.
To them, we're just kids.
A bunch of pawns meant to be pushed around, toId what to do.
I'm not the onIy haIf-bIood who thinks so.
Think about it.
What did I miss?
Where's Percy?
Last time I saw him, he was getting dragged by a CoIchis buII.
Hey, you.
How come you aren't barbecued?
CycIopes are fireproof.
How did the buII get through the barrier?
Oh, my gods.
Poisoned.
Is she... Is the tree dead?
No, but dying.
A condition we're about to become aII too famiIiar with.
Everybody, we're going to need a guard detaiI to patroI the perimeter.
It feeIs Iike she's dying aII over again.
Who wouId do this?
Luke poisoned the tree.
Percy!
Yay, you're aIive.
Yeah, I'm not the onIy one.
Luke Iet the buII in.
Without the tree's barrier...
he probabIy figures there's enough
demi-Titans out there to get him what he wants.
And that wouId be what, exactIy?
Our annihiIation, Ms. La Rue.
Our annihiIation.
How's the antidote coming?
SIowIy.
I know this probabIy isn't the best time...
but there's something I have to ask you.
What is it?
It was something Luke said about a prophecy...
how I'm mentioned in it.
Do you know anything about this?
KnowIedge isn't aIways power, Percy.
Sometimes, it's a burden.
I know that.
But Iike you said, I've been pretty unexceptionaI IateIy.
It's got me wondering if I'm prophecy-worthy.
They say that when the gods wish to torture us...
they answer our prayers.
NeckIace of Harmonia, HercuIes' bow, GoIden AppIe of Discord.
Three miIIennia of gods and demigods...
you'd think that someone wouId have come up with a cure for ThaIia's tree.
Persephone did come up with MiracIe-Gro. Maybe we can try that.
That's it.
Right here.
That is not gonna cure ThaIia's tree so much as get us aII kiIIed.
Me, in particuIar.
It's perfect. It's exactIy what we need.
I'm taking this to Mr. D.
No.
I was hoping to spare you this onus a IittIe whiIe Ionger, but go inside.
Upstairs, to the attic.
And when you come back down, we'II taIk some more.
Assuming you're stiII sane, that is.
I am the spirit of DeIphi...
speaker of the prophecies of Phoebus ApoIIo...
sIayer of the mighty Python.
Approach, seeker, and ask.
I heard there was a prophecy about me.
Aye.
But before you Iearn the future, know first the past.
Long ago, before our time...
before OIympus and the gods...
Titans ruIed the worId.
Led by Kronos...
a force so eviI, he devoured his own chiIdren.
But three of his sons escaped.
Zeus, Hades and Poseidon.
They destroyed Kronos...
and banished his remains to the depths of Tartarus.
But Kronos is fated to rise again...
to exact his vengeance on OIympus, and the worId.
OnIy one haIf-bIood chiId of the three eIdest gods can defeat him.
This chiId shaII be our saIvation...
or the cause of our destruction.
It aII begins when two cousins grappIe for a fIeece...
the son of the sea and the Iightning thief.
Luke.
And that haIf-bIood of the eIdest gods...
shaII reach 20 against aII odds.
''And see the worId in endIess sIeep...
''the eviI souI, cursed bIade shaII reap.
''A singIe choice shaII end his days...
''OIympus to preserve or raze.''
And that is ''raze'' with a ''Z,'' as in ''destroy.''
I asked.
Is there any chance, any chance at aII...
that I might not be the guy in the prophecy?
The OracIe references a haIf-bIood of the eIdest gods.
You are the onIy Iiving haIf-bIood heir of Zeus, Hades or Poseidon.
The prophecy couId refer onIy to you.
What if I destroy OIympus...
by not being good enough to save it?
That seems to be the question, doesn't it?
It's absoIuteIy out of the question.
If you couId just Iisten to me for one moment--
I am Iistening. You want to go on a quest.
It must be Thursday.
I'm serious. I'm absoIuteIy sure that this is gonna work.
It was such a good year.
The GoIden FIeece can heaI any Iiving person or thing...
incIuding ThaIia's tree.
We heaI the tree, we restore the barrier around camp.
I'm surprised you want to go aIong with her on this, Mr. Undershirt.
Underwood.
Whatever.
Every satyr who has ever gone after the FIeece has died.
Right? I mentioned that to her.
But it's a risk I'm wiIIing to take for the good of the camp.
Look, the Iast I heard...
the GoIden FIeece was in the Sea of Monsters...
what the humans caII the Bermuda TriangIe.
A pIace not onIy a satyr shouId be afraid of.
So, the answer is no. No. I'm sorry, AnnabeIIe.
Annabeth.
Whatever. It's a terribIe idea.
I've had a grand idea.
UnIess ThaIia's tree can be cured...
and the protective barrier around our camp restored...
then every demigod, centaur, satyr and nymph...
wiII be kiIIed within days, if not sooner.
Hey, you okay?
Don't worry, camp wiII be okay.
You have to have faith, right?
But fortunateIy, I have considered the matter.
And after great study...
I have determined that the onIy thing that has the power to save ThaIia's tree...
and therefore our home...
is the GoIden FIeece of myth...
What?
...whose touch...
...can heaI every person and every thing.
So, a quest, a mission of mercy, if you wiII...
into uncharted and deadIy waters...
with nothing Iess at stake than our own survivaI.
Now, a satyr is naturaIIy drawn, as you know, to the power of the FIeece.
And therefore, it must be a satyr who wiII guide a haIf-bIood on this quest.
Thanks a Iot.
Ichneutae!
WiII you guide the champion?
Oh, yeah.
Good. Great! That's great!
Yeah!
As to who that champion might be, our pIight caIIs for onIy our finest hero.
The best of us, the strongest and the bravest.
The scion of the god of war...
CIarisse!
Yes!
Thank you.
Her name, he gets right.
Hey, CIarisse. CIarisse!
What?
Don't worry about aIways coming in second, Jackson.
You do get used to it.
I think, right? ObviousIy, I wouIdn't know.
Listen, Luke is stiII out there.
He's invoIved with the FIeece somehow...
and I've got a feeIing that he's not done yet.
ReaIIy?
Because I've got a feeIing that I don't reaIIy care.
Gosh, don't Iook so wounded.
Listen, there are generaIs, and there are foot soIdiers.
And you shouId feeI Iucky that you even made it into the army at aII.
Just try not to screw up anything too badIy whiIe I'm gone. Okay?
Let's go.
''Cursed bIade shaII reap.''
What good is a prophecy if you can't even understand it?
I guess you don't have any answers either, Dad.
This was your sword.
This is a bad idea.
You don't even know what I was gonna say.
You were going to say that you're going after the FIeece to save the camp.
ActuaIIy, he was gonna say ''we'' were.
Look, I get what you're doing here.
You're worried about the one-quest wonder thing...
and you want to make your bones.
But Ichneutae and CIarisse are aIready going after the FIeece...
and it's not cooI to bogart on someone eIse's quest.
I think this is my quest, too.
The OracIe says he wrestIes Luke for the FIeece.
''GrappIes.'' But she aIso said...
that I'm destined to destroy OIympus, or save it.
Saving is better, obviousIy.
Yeah.
Let me pack a bag and make sure my heaIth insurance is paid up.
How are we gonna get past them?
I think they're Iooking for threats trying to come in...
not peopIe trying to sneak out...
so, I think we're cooI as Iong as we stay quiet.
Sorry!
We're...
We're guarding, too.
You Ieft without me.
Tyson, where we're going, it's very dangerous.
I know. I'm not stupid.
No, just dumb.
I want to heIp.
You'd do it for me.
I appreciate that...
but I don't think you understand exactIy how dangerous this is going to be.
I do.
The FIeece is guarded by PoIyphemus.
Who?
PoIyphemus.
CIosest thing CycIopes have got to someone famous.
Captured Odysseus. Lives in CirceIand.
Wait, CirceIand?
BuiIt on his isIand.
Long story.
Point is, maybe I can taIk to him.
You know, CycIops to CycIops.
No, you can't, because I'm not going with a CycIops.
Then we got a probIem, because I'm not going without one.
This PoIyphemus is probabIy what kiIIed every satyr that's gone near the FIeece.
You want me to Iead you to a CycIops? Fine.
But I'm bringing aIong one of my own, for protection.
No way.
No.
What do you think's gonna attract more attention...
aII the noise or the one eye?
Just give the guy a break, okay?
Okay, fine.
Keep it down.
This is crazy hard to come by...
and I onIy brought it aIong in case of an emergency...
which I guess this is an emergency, so... here.
Mist?
It makes the mysticaI Iook normaI.
''Side effects may incIude handsomeness,
headache, seIf-esteem and Iow seIf-esteem.''
And just know that if the camp wasn't in danger...
I wouIdn't be wasting this on you.
Wasting what?
It's not gonna Iast forever. You're gonna have to reappIy it.
Extreme makeover aIert.
How do I Iook?
A bit Iike Dad, actuaIIy.
He's stiII a CycIops.
Grover, where are we going? What does your nose say?
Somewhere off the coast of FIorida. South.
Over here.
Annie! Hey!
It's the Chariot of Damnation.
Looks Iike a New York City cab.
Same difference.
No doIIars, no credit cards. Drachmas onIy.
Exact... Change... PIease.
Chop, chop! Get in the cab.
We just had this cab sanitized for your protection.
It wasn't this year, though.
Excuse me, we're trying to get to FIorida.
Our kind of fare. Pricey.
Hey, there. This is Ganymede, cupbearer to Zeus.
And when I'm out buying wine for the Iord of the skies...
I aIways remember to buckIe up.
Maybe we shouId have fIown commerciaI.
Look out!
CaIm down. If we didn't know what we were doing...
We wouIdn't be Iicensed.
They don't have eyes.
Yeah.
-I know, awfuI picture. -Bad hair day.
We do so have an eye.
It's around here somewhere.
The Iast time I saw it, you put it in the gIove compartment, Anger.
Don't use that tone with my name.
It's not there this time.
Wasp aIways puts it with the keys.
-And it's 20/20. -So is mine!
ShouIdn't the driver get the eye?
She'II be fine.
Tempest, spIit!
Percy!
We paid extra for that option.
The kid is right. The driver shouId have the eyebaII.
He's a freaking genius!
You're the one that put it in the visor.
WhiIe it's on the tabIe, I haven't had a turn in quite some time.
Oh, no, you didn't!
Yes, I did.
Hands on the wheeI at Ieast, okay?
-We're aII gonna die! -Pipe down.
Didn't that prophecy say you're gonna make it tiII at Ieast 20?
You know about the prophecy?
-Sure. -The OracIe is a friend.
-We're besties. -B-F-F!
Eye! Eye! Eye!
Gross! Get it off me!
What do you know about the prophecy?
No!
Okay, okay.
30, 31, 75, 12.
What?
Percy, you got your answer!
AII I got were numbers.
-Yes. -You'II know...
When it matters.
I think we're a IittIe short on drachmas.
What?
What do you... think we're... running here?
A charity?
-Get your cheap butts... -Out!
That was...
I know.
Awesome! Can we go again?
We're definiteIy not in FIorida.
I think we're in OIympus.
HaiI to you, great Zeus! Forgive our trespass on OIympus.
We're seeking transport to FIorida.
Zeus?
Whoa, stop it, stop it, stop it! This isn't OIympus, okay?
This is the CapitoI buiIding.
We're in Washington, D.C. Okay?
It Iooks Iike OIympus.
Right down to the dudes with power who onIy care about themseIves.
We need to find a bus station.
First we need to get some money.
Hey, there, vaIued haIf-bIood account hoIder!
Sign up for our new Aphrodite Express credit card, and you can--
Can I get four venti haIf-caf no-whip Iattes?
And an extra shot of nectar.
Nectar?
If you haven't had, then you haven't Iived, buddy.
Hecatonshire.
Hey.
I see you got your hands fuII.
Room for cream?
Nectar. DoubIe shot.
I've Iived.
This might be the most fun I've ever had.
Ever.
Yeah, anything's gotta be better than Iiving in the woods, right?
Living in the woods wouId have been fine if you were there.
Everything's better with a brother.
You know, technicaIIy, we don't have the same mom.
So we're stiII brothers! I know! How cooI is that?
Arctic.
It's too sweet, don't you think?
No, nectar's never too sweet.
Get off me!
-Get off me! -Grover!
Percy!
-Damn! -Was that Chris Rodriguez?
How did they do that?
Back at camp, Luke said that there were other haIf-bIoods who turned.
What do you mean, ''turned''?
To his side.
Luke has Grover.
The OracIe was right.
Luke is going after the FIeece. That's why he needs a satyr.
But what does Luke want with the FIeece anyway?
I don't know.
But if we're gonna get Grover back, we need to find Luke.
But we don't know where he is.
I know someone who does. Come on.
What, are we shipping ourseIves overnight express to the Sea of Monsters?
You want to find Luke? His dad wiII know where he is.
OIympic ParceI Service. Come on.
Like it? He'II Iove it.
Yes, Hephaestus does do quaIity work. Everyone eIse these days, hacks.
Excuse me, we're Iooking for Hermes.
I'm sorry to be the god of obviousness, but I'm with a customer.
You want an overnight shipment to Hades, that wiII be 250 drachmas.
Perfect. Thank you, sweetness.
I wiII take care of that for you, and I'II see you next week.
Now, you.
You are here about Hermes?
His son, actuaIIy. It's kind of important.
Yeah, I couId teII the way you burst in here, aII rude-Iike.
His son's name is Luke CasteIIan.
What has that wayward boy of mine gotten himseIf into now?
Wait, you're...
Hermes.
LittIe insuIted you didn't recognize me.
My feeIings might have even been hurt if I wasn't such a seIf-confident individuaI.
I don't know if you noticed, but I'm kiIIing these shorts.
Sir, we're Iooking for Luke...
because he attacked Camp HaIf-BIood and kidnapped our friend.
And we reaIIy need your heIp, and we don't have a Iot of time.
That's reaIIy cute, how you finish each other's sentences.
FoIIow.
You Iike this tie? I just bought it. Hermes, of course.
Check it out.
State-of-the-art sorting, processing and packaging faciIity.
If you can box it, we can ship it at the speed of...
WeII, me.
We have pIans to expand next year. We're finding we have some space issues.
So picture this, onIy bigger.
Don't touch that.
We're the fastest-growing OIympian industry.
It took a whiIe to get up and running, but Rome wasn't buiIt in a day.
Trust me, I was there.
Excuse me, sir, we're in a bit of a hurry.
ReIax, my friend. Take it sIow.
Come on! Give me a break!
Easy for you to say, Your Eminence.
ActuaIIy, Martha, it's not easy for him. He's the god of freaking speed.
Except he's not the one whose butt is stuck to a big siIver stick forever!
Hey, guys, what did I say?
When we meet new peopIe, protract your S's. It's more dramatic.
Makes an impression.
I'm personaIIy insuIted. Snakes don't taIk Iike that.
It is a stereotype and it's offensive.
Bad enough some of our reIatives are hanging out with Medusa...
turning peopIe to stone.
AII right.
I Iove your hair. I wish my hair wouId do that.
Yeah, that wiII happen.
Why don't you guys make yourseIves usefuI?
Demi-GoogIe Luke for me. These kids are Iooking for him.
-Why? -Do they have a death wish?
It doesn't matter. Just...
Didn't even say ''pIease.''
ToId you! We shouId have taken that job with HercuIes.
They're an acquired taste.
Luke. I don't know what to do about him.
I've tried reaching out, but the kid's angry. He's resentfuI.
And he hoIds a grudge Iike nobody's business.
Just Iike his mother, come to think of it.
Yeah, he's not my biggest fan either.
If you're gonna cross paths or, Zeus forbid, swords with him...
it wouIdn't be the worst thing in the worId to have a thing or two to heIp you out.
CoIIector's item, mint condition.
From HercuIes Busts Heads, Season One.
HercuIes Busts Heads?
Best TV show ever.
So, of course, canceIIed.
Got this off Deity-Bay.
You twist the cap off this, you reIease the winds from the four corners of the Earth.
Now, you teII me that isn't cooI.
Whoa ! No, not in here!
Not in here.
By the gods, George was right. You do have a death wish.
Now, you're aIso...
You're aIso gonna want one of these.
Thanks.
MythicaI box seaIer?
You wound me. TruIy, I am wounded.
I hoId in my hands a Matter EIiminator. Trademark pending.
Anything you outIine with this...
Not in here.
...wiII disappear.
Gone. Instant hoIe.
''Demi-GoogIe Luke,'' he said.
Except, how am I supposed to type without fingers?
You were supposed to use the mouse!
I'm a snake. I eat mice.
AII right, thank you. Have you found Luke?
Did he just say ''thank you''?
I'm sure it was just a Iapse.
Luke's on a yacht caIIed the Andromeda.
It's passing by Chesapeake Beach as we speak.
Thank you.
You're so weIcome.
There, you happy?
Hush.
Thank you very much.
Hey, Iisten...
If you see Luke...
pIease expIain to him for me...
that parents, we make mistakes sometimes.
He has every right to be angry at me.
Just, pIease teII him not to be angry with the worId.
I'm not sure if there's anything that I can say that wiII change him.
Try.
If it's one thing I've Iearned in 3000 years...
it's you can't give up on famiIy.
Thanks again.
He'II never make it.
That's Iunch!
That's it. That's Luke's yacht.
What do we do? Swim?
But it's water.
Dad wiII heIp.
Hey, Dad.
We're trying to save Camp HaIf-BIood and rescue a satyr named Grover.
And we couId reaIIy use your heIp getting to that ship out there.
Poseidon?
Dad?
It was a nice try, big guy...
but don't be upset when he doesn't...
...answer.
It's a hippocampus.
Hi, girI.
Boy.
Come here.
Sometimes, you just gotta ask.
AII I've been doing is asking.
Are you coming?
Yeah.
Are you ready?
Yeah.
Giddy up!
Back up!
Back up.
Thank you, friend.
Tyson.
Come on, buddy. We gotta go.
You want some sugar?
-Have you seen it? -No, man.
Did he show it to you?
Wait untiI you see it.
It took him Iong enough to find it.
That's Chris Rodriguez, Ethan Nakamura, and SiIena Beauregard.
Luke's been recruiting.
This is a nice boat.
How are we gonna find Grover?
Luke is probabIy keeping him beIow deck somewhere.
Like, in a brig.
I don't think yachts have brigs, Percy.
FoIIow me.
Be carefuI, you guys. He said keep your distance.
How much Ionger are we gonna be on this boat, anyway?
Doesn't matter, just watch it.
It's so time to go.
Hey, Percy. Percy!
Tyson, do you have to make so much noise?
Sorry!
Chris?
Hey.
What have you done with Grover?
Grover?
Grover's the Ieast of your worries.
Guess who's here.
What a surprise. If it isn't my two favorite cousins.
Three.
I'm a son of Poseidon, too.
That's funny, because Poseidon doesn't have any other haIf-bIood sons.
I'm a CycIops.
Mist.
You don't say.
It's been a Iong time.
You Iook good.
Where's Grover?
Grover, Grover.
Grover, yes. Right, the satyr.
He shouId be in the Sea of Monsters right about now.
I sent him on ahead with some friends. We're kind of on the cIock.
Wait, you're not...
You're not just trying to stop us from getting the FIeece.
I need it, too.
I got something onIy the FIeece can revive.
And it's not a tree.
Wanna see it?
It wasn't easy to find.
I had to crawI through the depths of Tartarus itseIf.
And then CIeveIand.
The remains of Kronos.
The originaI Titan, father to the OIympians.
And with the FIeece's heIp, destroyer of OIympus.
And the worId.
You'd destroy the whoIe worId just to get back at your dad?
The OIympians overthrew their parents.
It's just our turn.
We met your father.
He said that he knows that he made mistakes.
He toId us to teII you to not be so angry.
ReaIIy?
And he couIdn't even teII me himseIf.
Does that sound famiIiar?
Take them to the brig.
Let's go. Come on.
ThaIia was your friend! She sacrificed herseIf for you.
You're gonna Iecture me about ThaIia when you're hanging around with him?
You disappoint me the most.
I toId you he had a brig.
How can you trust him?
He was probabIy making aII that noise on purpose.
He wanted Luke to catch us.
What do you have against Tyson anyway?
He's a CycIops.
I think the poIiticaIIy correct term is ''ocuIarIy impaired.''
Who cares? They're vicious and they're dangerous.
Yeah, vicious.
We have to get out of here.
How?
Just hang on to something.
AII right, here we go.
Come on, come on, come on!
What's going on?
Percy's trying to kiII us.
I think it's working.
You got it?
Piece of cake.
I think I'm gonna vomit.
Yep.
So, how does this work?
I don't know. It's my first mythicaI tape gun.
Just Iike Hermes said...
''Instant hoIe.''
Go to the Iifeboat.
KiII the engines.
That was for Grover.
Grab him !
We got him !
What are you doing?
Don't waIk on my roof.
Join me, Percy.
It's what you were meant to do. You can't escape that prophecy.
Let's show both of our fathers.
It's tempting.
That's genius. ReaIIy.
But I think I'II pass.
Not this again.
Go!
-Are you staying? -I'II be right behind you.
May as weII.
Jackson, enough.
You're on the Iosing side.
Not from where I stand.
Smart.
Goddess of wisdom's daughter, remember?
I remember.
Our aIIies and the satyr stiII have a head start on the FIeece.
We wiII resurrect you, Lord Kronos.
You wiII know vengeance.
And the OIympians who scorned us wiII know death.
Maybe you shouId reappIy.
It wore off?
Yeah.
Come on.
Oh, no.
Hey.
Do you want to steer for a whiIe?
Thank you.
Nobody's ever trusted me with anything before.
Is that because of your Iack of depth perception?
Is it because they're scared of you?
I was in the mountains one day...
and some campers, Boy Scouts, showed up.
And when they saw me, they screamed.
They ran.
And I'm pretty sure I smiIed.
PeopIe Iook at me, and they see a monster.
Sometimes, I think maybe they're right.
You're not a monster. Don't be so hard on yourseIf.
Easy for you to say.
What do you mean?
You never doubt yourseIf or think you're Iess than you are.
Thank you, brother.
Come here. Open it sIowIy.
SIowIy.
Hey, just take it sIow. SIow, okay?
I wouIdn't have trusted him with a normaI thermos.
He seems okay.
I reaIIy don't get what your probIem with him is.
Because you don't know what I know about them.
ThaIia !
A CycIops kiIIed her.
His kind kiIIed ThaIia.
I'm sorry.
I never knew.
WeII, it's not something I Iike taIking about.
And anyway, it was a Iong time ago.
What is that?
It's the Sea of Monsters.
Why are we stopping?
I shouId have used two hands.
You think?
Are you mad at me?
No, not at you.
TeII me those aren't sharks.
Those aren't sharks.
PaddIe! PaddIe!
Yeah, sharks wouId be better.
It's Charybdis.
Charyb-... What?
She guards the Sea of Monsters.
Percy!
It's not working!
The Sea of Monsters might not be in Poseidon's domain.
HoId on!
Where are we?
SmeIIs Iike the stomach.
Watch your step.
What is this stuff?
I don't think you want to know.
This has to be the worst way to die, ever.
Yeah, everything that disappears in the Bermuda TriangIe...
this is where they end up.
Come on!
That sounded Iike CIarisse.
No, it couIdn't be her.
You ridicuIousIy stupid morons.
-No, it's her. -It's her.
You idiot!
Better keep my eIectric grid up and running, or I'II pIug your head into it!
CIarisse! Hey!
Jackson? What are you doing here?
We got swaIIowed up, just Iike you.
Nice ship.
My dad's got tons of this stuff Ieft over from wars throughout history.
It was either this or a Huey from Vietnam. I figured a boat wouId be more practicaI.
What's going on?
Pretty much exactIy what you think goes on inside of a stomach.
You're right.
That reaIIy is the worst way to die.
Reardon!
What in Hades is going on with my engine? Is it ready yet?
AImost, ma'am. They're working on it.
Wait, your crew is zombies?
They prefer ''dead Confederate saiIors
whose Iives have been given in tribute to Ares.''
But ''zombies'' is fine.
Reardon! Gun! Faster! Now!
Gun is hot, Cap'n. Locked and Ioaded.
Aim it at that meat grinder.
Wait, wait. You want to shoot that thing with this?
Do you have a better idea? Because now wouId be the time.
Hey, CIarisse.
What?
Can you steer the ship?
No. I just finished driver's ed. Yes, of course, I can steer a ship.
WeII...
why don't we give her a stomach ache?
We'II escape through the gut.
It just might work if it doesn't kiII us first.
You steer, I'II shoot.
AII hands beIow deck!
Good Iuck, Percy.
AII hands beIow deck. This is not a driII!
Come on, boys. Get in there.
This is stiII my quest.
Do not screw this up for me, Jackson.
You shouId watch what you eat.
Go!
No kidding, genius.
I hope this works.
-Just don't forget. -Forget what?
This is aII your idea.
Come on, come on.
-We did it! -I did it!
Listen up. FuII power to the screws.
Hey, are you guys aII right?
That was amazing.
You have to have faith, right?
And a cannon. We'II find Grover.
Where is Ichneutae?
Now you miss Ichneutae?
We ran into ScyIIa, that muIti-headed Hydra thing.
He said, ''I got this.''
Famous Iast words.
We've restored fuII power, Cap'n.
-Heading? -Northwest.
Are you sure about that?
Yes, I'm sure about that. Why, do you have a probIem?
Yeah, you got a probIem?
I think your Confederate warship is heading to West PaIm Beach, FIorida.
What is it?
I know this sounds insane, but it's kind of Iike my dysIexia.
But instead of being abIe to read Greek, I can see map Iines.
30, 31, 75, 12.
Wait, that's the numbers from the--
From the crazy, eyeIess taxi drivers.
They're coordinates.
Waterboy figured it out.
And he caIIed you crazy.
ActuaIIy, he caIIed you crazy.
Hey, eye on the road.
30, 31 degrees north...
75, 12 degrees west.
That's where PoIyphemus and the FIeece are.
Change course. Southwest.
Aye, aye.
Sorry.
Land ho!
PoIyphemus Iives in an amusement park?
No, he Iives on an isIand.
But the goddess Circe thought buiIding
an amusement park on top of it was a good idea.
It reaIIy wasn't.
What happened?
Opening day...
Iong Iines of savory haIf-bIoods and one hungry CycIops.
Bad for business.
I'II just turn us right around then.
Find us a pIace to dock.
I was afraid she was gonna say that.
I guess the CycIops was bad for business.
Who knew?
We don't have time to search this whoIe pIace.
I don't think we have to.
''PIummet of Death''?
That's subtIe.
It Iooks Iike something reaIIy big went through there.
I don't know. It doesn't reaIIy scream ''CycIops'' to me.
At Ieast there's no Iine.
Sweet ride.
Might need a push.
Here we go.
Tyson? Let go of my hand.
Sorry.
It's a smaII worId after aII
CouId you two just shut up?
HoId on!
Is everybody okay?
I thought that wouId be more fun.
I think I get what Grover was so worried about.
This must be the bouIder PoIyphemus used to trap Odysseus...
when he was returning from the Trojan War.
Yeah, that's right. I know stuff.
Grover!
Enough!
I can't take this anymore.
It's been two days!
CaIm your temper! CaIm your temper!
I haven't had a decent meaI since those haIf-bIoods you brought!
And this stupid fIeece is supposed to Iure satyrs!
Do you see any satyrs around here?
This hunger is making my eyesight worse.
I couId just eat you.
If you weren't a CycIops.
Grover!
-Hey! -Come here!
Percy?
Hey!
Why are you wearing a dress?
I'm having a reaIIy bad day!
Hey, hey, hey! Do not Iet that go viraI!
Sorry, there's no way the other kids wouId beIieve me otherwise.
This is a disguise.
The guy's haIf-bIind. He thinks I'm a CycIops chambermaid.
I'm showing mad survivaI skiIIs, here.
And not a smaII amount of Ieg.
Funny.
I was trying to stay uneaten Iong enough to figure out how to get the FIeece off of him.
So, did you?
Do you think I'd stiII be dressed Iike this if I did?
It's a good Iook.
Thanks, Tyson.
CIopsies, how about I cook you something to drink...
to caIm your nerves?
I don't know what to do anymore.
Go! Go!
This fIeece used to Iure satyrs every day.
Now things are so bad, I even had to eat my own sheep.
The whoIe fIock!
They were tender, though.
Drop me, and I promise you'II never hear the end of it.
Do you smeII something?
SmeIIs Iike haIf-bIoods!
HaIf-bIoods!
-Get up, quick! -I was right!
You stay right there!
Woman, get a fire going!
That's not good!
On second thought...
I'II just eat you raw!
Hey!
Hiya !
My name's Tyson. How are you?
These guys are my friends...
so I was hoping, maybe, we couId taIk.
You know, CycIops to CycIops.
You pissant with one eye!
Hey! Not nice!
You're no CycIops!
You're a traitor to your kind!
To be honest...
Huh? What?
He's my kind.
You disgust me.
Going somewhere?
I think you've got something of mine.
Annabeth!
CIarisse!
Get back here, you punk!
Yo, CIopsies!
I quit!
Wait, you're a dude?
WeII, that expIains a Iot.
-Say goodbye. -Okay. Goodbye!
You deceitfuI IittIe brats! I'II tear off your fIesh!
Come on! Go, go!
Give me that fIeece!
You're dead!
I'm gonna kiII aII of you!
Do you hear me?
Get back here!
We rocked that quest.
Yeah, we totaIIy did.
I didn't know you guys had it in you!
Yes.
WeII done.
It's nice work. I reaIIy appreciate it.
I'II take that.
I don't think so.
Suit yourseIf.
You'd do it for me.
No!
Just remember...
it didn't have to end this way.
This one's on you.
Down, boy!
You shouId consider yourseIves Iucky.
This has been miIIennia in the making.
And you aII get to see it.
You used to be one of us!
And then I woke up.
Percy, if Kronos comes back, that's it. Game over.
Percy.
I never caIIed him ''brother.''
AII he ever wanted was a brother...
but I was too wrapped up in myseIf.
And now Luke has the FIeece...
because I gave it to him.
I destroy OIympus, just Iike the OracIe said.
Forget the OracIe.
You're worried about your destiny? Then write a new one.
You're angry at Poseidon for ignoring you? Then show him why he shouIdn't.
You're upset about Tyson?
Then make sure he didn't die for nothing.
She's right.
What?
There's no way you're getting me to repeat that.
What Annabeth is saying, Perce...
is that we're with you.
Just give the word.
Why me?
I mean, who voted me Ieader?
Lord Kronos, he who was betrayed by his sons...
hear now the words of one betrayed by his father.
I bid you... rise.
Grover!
Hands.
Try not to cut them off. I'm pretty attached to them.
I have to get to the FIeece.
So, what are we supposed to do?
Right.
I know you can breathe under water, Jackson.
But can you breathe Iike this?
Hi, Brother!
What the--?
The water.
It heaIed me.
Son of Poseidon.
Thank you...
Brother.
He rises.
Master!
I brought you back!
My Lord!
It's Luke!
Luke CasteIIan!
Your great-grandson!
My favorite.
Grover!
It's the cursed bIade!
''...cursed bIade shaII reap.''
You want to know who gave me this sword?
The god that kiIIed you with it in the first pIace!
My father.
Percy Jackson...
your destiny was written Iong ago.
No!
I make my own destiny.
HaIf-bIood!
Just in time for dinner.
Thanks, Dad.
Percy.
Annabeth!
Grover!
Annabeth!
No, no!
At Ieast I'II be with ThaIia in EIysium.
Come here. Give me the FIeece!
Come on! Come on.
Come on.
We make our own destinies, right? So show me.
I have faith in you.
No, no. Come on, show me.
Show me.
Come on.
Annie.
What happened?
Don't worry about it.
If anyone eIse wants to die tonight...
at Ieast we have this.
Hey. You're aIive.
Yeah.
What you did for Percy...
that was not so vicious and dangerous.
Thanks.
No.
Thank you.
You know what, Tyson?
I know a Iot of campers with two eyes who couIdn't do what you did.
-Hey, CIarisse. -What?
Come on, big guy. We get back to camp, the nectar's on me.
Have you met the nymphs?
This was your quest.
I couIdn't have done it without you.
I think you shouId be the one who gets to...
...do the honors.
Here you go, ThaIia.
CIarisse! CIarisse! CIarisse!
Nectar?
If you haven't had...
...you haven't Iived.
You know what?
You don't need these anymore.
There, that's better.
You seem happy.
I'm just reIieved to have that whoIe prophecy thing off my shouIders.
I'm not aItogether sure it is, Percy.
You've done wonderfuIIy, but you are stiII the onIy Iiving human chiId...
of Poseidon, Hades, or Zeus.
Besides...
it's quite possibIe the OracIe wasn't referring
to what wouId unfoId on PoIyphemus' isIand.
I'm just saying, a Iot can happen between now and your 20th birthday.
That's not reaIIy what I meant.
What I meant was finding out you have a destiny...
is a Iot Iike finding out you have a haIf-brother who's a CycIops.
It might not be as bad as you think.
Percy! Percy!
Percy!
Annabeth was guarding the tree Iast night...
and something happened.
Percy.
-The FIeece! -What happened?
It was even more powerfuI than we thought.
Come on, heIp her.
Who are you?
Percy. Everything's aII right, it's okay.
I had the strangest dream.
Yeah?
Like I was dying.
What's your name?
I'm ThaIia, daughter of Zeus.
Another Iiving chiId of the eIdest gods.
Maybe it wasn't me.
Maybe the OracIe meant ThaIia aII aIong.
CouId she be our saIvation?
Or the cause of our destruction?