I never thought this day would come, Cyrus.
You and me free of the past heading t... Cyrus?
- Hmm? - Something's bothering you.
- What is it? - It's Bellus.
Don't worry. Everything is fine.
Then why is he leading us along the beach, where's there's no cover?
We should have weapons.
Did you hear, Admeta? Cyrus thinks we should be armed.
Ah-ha-ha! Cyrus... Cyrus is a fool! We left our home to escape war.
- Exactly. - Why do you laugh?
- Cyrus just wants to protect us. - From what?
Once Bellus has taken us to Calydon, we will have no enemies.
Maybe they're right, Cyrus. We've had good luck this far.
Hmm.
What is that?
Run!
Quickly!
Oi-Lan!
- All right, move 'em out! - Liar! You betrayed us!
What's this? A rebel in our midst. Oh, you've put fear in my heart.
I'll put a knife in your heart.
You better do it before we get you and your friends to the slave auction.
- We'll escape, first chance we get. - Silence, slave! Silence!
Don't damage the merchandise, Mudo! A slave with fighting spirt
like that will fetch top dinar at the Libyan animal games.
And this one I'm tempted to keep for my own pleasure.
- Pig! - Oh, good... ha-ha!
He never quits. We'll start the bidding high on him.
All right, move out!
This is the story of a time long ago.
A time of myth and legend,
when the ancient gods were petty and cruel,
and they plagued mankind with suffering.
Only one man dared to challenge their power-Hercules.
Hercules possessed a strength the world had never seen,
a strength surpassed only by the power of his heart.
He journeyed the earth, battling the minions of wicked stepmother, Hera,
the all-powerful queen of the gods.
But wherever there was evil, wherever an innocent would suffer,
there would be Hercules.
Mother...
What are you doing? That's too heavy for you.
Guess I'm used to taking care of things by myself.
All ya have to do is ask.
Thanks, but, I can manage, really.
Would you let me do that?
What good is it having your son visit if you don't put him to work?
- I suppose you're right. - Of course I am.
Don't settle for less than 400 dinars for this load.
- You want me to sell the grain? - You said you wanted to help.
Well, yes, but I can't haggle with those vultures in the marketplace.
The gods gave you a sharp mind to go with that strong body, Hercules.
You give yourself a chance.
All right... all right. But you're wrong about one thing.
It wasn't the gods who gave me a sharp mind.
- It was you. - Mmm.
How many times did we walk across this very place?
Laughing thinking our happiness would never end.
I look around and all I see is you, Deianeira...
and you, Ilea, Ason and Clonis.
That's why I didn't come back sooner.
I was afraid it would hurt too much.
I know I should get on with my life, but I can't stop missing you.
You were everything to me and
now I have nothing except the memories you gave me.
All I can offer in return are these.
I'll try to do better the next time I come here.
Chickens! Chicken, here's a chicken!
Two dinar! Two dinar!
Here you go! Two dinar!
Goat for sale!
Fine-crafted--
Weapons, sir? The finest weapons in the marketplace.
Please, have a look, sir. May I interest you in some bows, sir?
The finest quality. Try it out, sir, try it out.
- It's a nice bow. - Only 15 dinars.
Hey, you! Stop kickin' my pig!
Wow!
Hello, Iolaus.
Hercules, you beast slayer!
- What are you doing here? - Visiting my mother.
- Oh, and neglecting your best friend? - No, actually,
I was headed to your house, when my mother roped me into selling her grain.
- Oh-ho. - You're lookin' well!
Thanks. Come on.
- Oh, someone new in your life? - Oh, very funny.
Actually, uh, I'm just about to sell Penelope to the b-u-t-c-h-e-r.
Oh, the butcher.
You know? You've got to stop naming your animals.
- Get in there. Low-life scum. - Yes, sir.
- What's all this about? - Gold and jewelry get your--
That's Bellus, slave trader. Comes through here every month.
What about the one pushing the slaves around?
- What, the big guy? - Hm-hmm.
That's Mudo, the gargantuan.
I hate slavery. It's not right, Iolaus.
Well, you're not gonna end the slave trade here today.
You got some grain to sell. Come on.
Let's see if we can find a buyer. Come on, Penelope.
Yes, sir.
Hello, Hercules.
- Will ya look at that? - Hi.
There's nothing like a hero's homecoming.
I forgot the scenery around here was so good.
Don't walk away before you hear my offer, Hercules.
- Uh, look I'm flattered and all-- - I was talking about your grain.
You were?
Well, good because there's a time and place for everything,
and this is the time and place for business.
Do you mind?
What I have here is the finest grain that can be found
for a hundred miles in any direction.
Then, you better not waste it.
Oh... hardly enough for a loaf of bread.
Uh... uh... so, uh... I'll tell you what I'll do,
I'll... I'll drop the price of, uh, what spilled there and,
uh, give you all six sacks for 400 dinars.
Now, you know in your heart you can't beat a deal like that.
I don't have a heart.
- Who are you? - Her mother.
I never would've guessed.
You've got your nerve, trying to take advantage of my daughter.
- Oh, but Mother-- - Quiet!
- I wouldn't feed your grain to a pig. - Aw, hey!
- My mother grew that grain. - A likely story.
Mother, this is Hercules.
It is? Come here a minute.
Iolaus.
Hey, Hercules, I've got a deal for a big, strong man like you.
If you'll spend a little time with me,
I'll give you everything you want for your grain.
What do ya say, pretty boy? It wouldn't kill ya.
- How much for just the grain? - Scared of a real woman?
- No, it's not that, it's just that, um... - You don't know what you're missin'.
- Uh, I'm the shy type. - Two hundred dinars!
- That's all? - Unless you'd care to renegotiate.
Two is fine. Two is great.
Take it and be gone.
Thanks, it's been, uh... a pleasure doing business with you.
- Goodbye, Hercules. - Goodbye.
That other 200 dinars'll be waitin' for you if you change your mind.
Pigs'll fly first.
Maybe she gets her looks from her father.
Uh-huh.
Sold!
And next fresh off the livery a young scrapper... hah-hah.
He'll work your fields, tend to your livestock,
and he'll take a good whipping, besides.
Who'll start the bidding at a hundred and fifty?
Do I have one-fifty? Do I have one-fif-I have one-fifty.
One-fifty. I have one hundred and fifty dinars.
Two hundred dinars! Do I hear two?
I have two. Two-fifty?
Two-fifty. Do I have more?
Do I have any more? Three hundred!
Three! Three hundred a strong lad here.
Three-fifty. Three-fifty.
Four? Four hundred.
Four hundred dinars. Do I have more?
Do I have any more? Five hundred.
Five hundred? Five hundred?
Five hundred, once--
Sold.
twice sold to Ineas for five hundred dinars.
Congratulations, you've got yourself a spirited young slave.
Ineas is a buyer for the Libyan animal games.
Lunch for the lions, huh?
- Get your hands off me! - What's wrong?
And now what you've all been waiting for
the best for last a fine young wench for your bidding.
She'll cook your dinner, scrub your floor,
and with that soft skin and pretty face
...ha-ha... she'll warm those cold, lonely nights.
- Come, gentlemen-- - How much do you have?
- Who'll start the bidding? - With his twelve, we've got enough.
- Well, what about my new plow? - Fool!
Once we buy the wench, we'll charge others to use her!
We'll make enough to buy ten plows!
Who'll give me one hundred dinars for this flower of the mystic East?
One hundred.
- Two hundred! - What are you doing?
- Trying to save her. - I've got two hundred, but surely,
this is not enough for a woman who has so much
untapped potential as a concubine.
- Do I hear two-fifty? - Two-fifty!
Ah, music to my ears. Do I hear three hundred?
- Gentlemen-- - How much money have you got?
- No, I don't want a slave. - Consider it a loan.
- I'm supposed to buy a new forge. - Come now, gentlemen.
A lass this lovely is certainly worth at least three hundred dinars.
Don't worry. You'll get your money back.
Yeah OK. Well, I've got two hundred dinars.
Four hundred!
What are you doing? No one's bid three hundred yet.
Four hundred? Hah! At last, a man who appreciates pulchritude.
Do I hear five? All right, then, going once, going twice... sold!
To the gentleman with the sparkle in his eye, for four hundred dinars.
Congratulations, sir.
Enjoy your purchase.
This way! Knave!
Keep moving, or you'll feel my whip!
- Where are you taking us? - Hurry along!
- Move it! - Come on, you!
He'll make a tasty morsel for the lions!
- Get in there, ya vermin! - Get yourself in there, slave!
You heard me!
Oi-Lan!
I'm here for the woman.
- Money first, friend. - Sure.
- Now, take her shackles off. - You think you can handle her?
- Do it. - Go ahead, Mudo.
We're just spectators from this point on.
What do we do, now?
Ah, well, maybe we should introduce ourselves.
Hello... I'm Iolaus.
Don't be afraid. I'm not gonna hurt you.
Wow!
It's bad enough when you flip me.
Well, you certainly have a way with women, Iolaus.
Don't touch me, either of you.
You seem to have forgotten something the delivery charge?
You're changing the rules! It always used to be included!
- Then you're refusing? - I certainly am! This is robbery!
Tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk such a pity. I guess we'll just have to take the slaves back.
But they're mine! I paid for them!
There you go again forgetting the delivery charge.
Mudo, show Ineas the error of his ways.
Now, you keep that animal away from me.
I'm afraid it's the price you have to pay for being so cheap.
You...
What do you say we take the slaves to Libya ourselves and
sell them all over again?
You'll have to kill me, first.
- Beg your pardon. - That's the only way I'd be your slave.
I'd have to be dead. You'd have to slice me open and skewer me.
Shy... passive... willing to please... yeah...
she's pretty much like I expected her to be.
Don't pay attention to him. Look, we're trying to help you.
How? By selling me to someone else? Turning a nice profit?
Hey! You better watch your mouth.
- That's Hercules you're talking to. - So? Everyone has a name.
- You mean, you never heard of Hercules? - It doesn't matter, Iolaus.
- Yeah, but, she sa-- - Hey...
- You're free to go. - I don't believe you.
No, I mean it. Go on. You're free.
- Why are you doing this? - Because I hate slavery.
You better not change your mind until I'm gone.
Well, that's two hundred dinars I won't see again.
Let's go.
On the other hand maybe it was a good thing we let her go.
A Calydonian boar has got a better personality.
- Ha, she was dangerous. - I noticed.
- Ha! - Quiet!
Come on! Quickly! Quickly!
Ha!
Cyrus...
- Where are you goin', slave-girl? - Get out of my way!
We can't do that. Get her!
Now, you're mine.
That's funny... I bought one just like her.
That's not gonna matter when you're in two pieces.
- And which two pieces would those be? - A figure of speech, that's all.
No harm intended, friend. You bought her, she's all yours.
Get outta here!
You should have hurt them.
That's not what I came for. I wanted to make sure you were all right.
- Don't worry about me. - Well, it's my nature.
Ha! You probably wanna make me your slave again.
- You were never my slave in the first place. - Then keep it that way.
If you tell me where you're going, I might be able to help you.
I'm goin' to save the one I love. They made him a slave, too,
and he's somewhere on his way to Libya.
Now, if ya really wanna help, leave me alone!
- But, you'd be safer with me. - I've heard that before.
And, I know the road to Libya. I've travelled it many times.
- You have? - Yes, I have.
Very well. You may help me, then.
- Just stay out of my way! - Fine.
Fine!
Be careful!
Follow me!
When I need your help, I'll ask for it! Some shortcut!
We had to take it!
If you wanna catch up with Cyrus, this is the quickest way down.
- You sure you don't need help? - I'm fi-- oh!
Be down in a minute!
Looks like there's a cave over here!
I'll fix us dinner!
- You sure you're all right? - Yes!
What happened?
- Nothing! - Why don't you come inside, where it's warm?
I'll just stay out here.
You should have something to eat.
And miss this beautiful evening?
I hear Hercules bought your woman.
She must be making him very happy.
It's there for the eating. Help yourself.
I'm not hungry.
Sooner or later, you're going to have to trust somebody.
I've already tried that. It didn't work.
- The slave trader? - That's not what he said he was.
Cyrus and I aren't fools!
We were gonna get married start a new life.
And this man, Bellus, said he would take us there us
and all the other settlers who believed his lies.
Bellus isn't a reason to give up on everybody else on the face of the Earth.
A lot you know.
- I know how it feels to be betrayed. - I doubt it.
You really make it hard to like you, you know that?
You can leave me any time you want!
- I can get along by myself. - I'll try to remember that.
If you change your mind about eating, it's here for you.
- I'm going to sleep. - Good.
I could use a little peace and quiet.
Get back or no gruel!
Bahhhh!
Oh-ahhh!
Ahhhhhh!
What's the matter? Don't you trust me?
Cyrus, where are you going?
To find Oi-Lan and to kill Hercules.
There you are. I was looking for you.
I, uh, didn't wanna wake you. Besides, I thought I could use a bath.
- I could use a bath, myself. - Yeah, you could.
I, uh, I didn't mean right now.
Don't be embarrassed. People bathe together all the time where I'm from.
Well, not where I'm from.
- Relax. I don't bite. - You could have fooled me.
- Something wrong with your shoulder? - Well, it's a little stiff, yeah.
Turn around. Go ahead, turn around.
Why are you being so nice to me, now?
Turn around. I'm not gonna hurt you.
You better not. I bruise easily.
That's not so bad, is it?
No. It's, uh, it's very good.
I used to do this for Cyrus all the time when
he was an acrobat at my father's palace.
- Your father has a palace. - Yes...
and all the power that goes with it.
He banished me from our province, because my mother wasn't his number one.
- I'm sure you wouldn't understand. - Oh, I think I do.
It sounds like the family I come from if you could call it a family.
Then you know how it feels to be lonely?
Uh, yes.
Cyrus cured my loneliness.
He stood by me when my father neglected me.
I hope you have somebody who loves you, too.
I used to.
We come from far different places, Hercules, and yet we come from the same place.
Thanks.
Hey! Set me up with another!
What're you tryin' to do? Cheat me?
Who's there?
What's the problem, handsome? You lost?
- I'm looking for a man. - Aren't we all?
This is serious. His name's Hercules.
Figures he'd be the one. You're no more fun than he was.
- Tell me where he is. - Men, you're all the same 'Gimme, gimme, gimme.'
- When do I get mine? - You buyin' for the lady?
No.
You're gonna have to learn how to treat a lady,
- you wanna get anywhere with me. - Where is Hercules?
Off to Libya, I hear him and his new woman.
That's the direction I just came from.
And you didn't bump into them? What were ya doin'?
Swinging through the trees?
Hey, why do you want Hercules, anyway?
I don't want Hercules. I want the woman I love.
If he tries to keep her from me, I'll kill him.
You?! Kill the son of Zeus?!
Did ya hear that, Minus? This little guy's gonna kill Hercules!
Hey.
Think he's single?
- Do you mind if I ask you something? - You don't need my permission.
Those three lunkheads who tried to grab you
where'd you learn to throw people around like that?
One gift my father gave me was an education in martial arts.
It didn't look like you missed any classes.
How much farther?
Until we find Cyrus? I wish I knew.
- What's wrong? - I keep thinking about Cyrus.
I'd be surprised if you didn't.
There's this voice in my head that keeps telling me
that we're never gonna find him.
We will, Oi-Lan.
I promise we will.
You'll pay for that, Hercules.
It can be dangerous around here but we'll make it.
I trust you.
Never thought I'd hear that.
Oi-Lan!
- Cyrus! - No, wait here.
Cyrus, what are you doing?
Hercules!
- You killed him! - He got what he deserved.
But he was helping me! We were gonna rescue you!
Didn't you hear the same thing from Bellus?
They all say they're helping you, but you can't trust any of them!
- But Hercules was different! - Come on, Oi-Lan!
What a pleasant surprise. Your infidels didn't foul it up.
Hercules is out of the way, and I get my two most valuable commodities back.
Let her go!
I'm not going to Libya one slave short.
Besides, it's a long trip, and I might get lonely.
Let's go!
I want her at the front and him at the back!
I don't want 'em anywhere near each other.
And now you'll all live or die as one.
If you had any spine at all, you'd fight me man-to-man.
Mudo! There's no time for that.
We're already behind schedule.
Let's get movin'!
- Move! - Keep moving.
Keep moving.
Cyrus! I think you owe me an apology!
- Hercules! - I thought you were dead!
- We'll talk about that later. - Look out!
Kill him!
Thanks for the keys.
Oi-Lan!
Stop her! She's getting away!
Careful.
Big knife like that, you might cut yourself.
Look out!
Drop 'em! You still belong to me.
Cyrus!
Cyrus! Hurry up!
- Oi-Lan! - Cyrus!
Mind your manners.
I wouldn't wanna have to cut that pretty little throat of yours.
Bellus! We want the girl!
If he's hurt her--
How does he do that?
Let her go.
You want her so much? Buy her!
- I'm not here to negotiate. - Stay back! I'll kill her!
That's not a good idea.
Ahhhhhh!
- He deserves to die. - No.
I have a better idea.
Three hundred. Three fifty. Four hundred dinars.
- You drive a hard bargain, Hercules. - Hey, he's worth it.
You should a' let that crazy man kill me.
Uh-uh, Mummy wants her little love slave nice and lively.
- Hercules! - Listen to the lady, Bellus.
Hercules!
- You don't hafta do that. - I want to.
It would make me the happiest woman since Venus met Adonis.
What are you talking about?
Your mother's offered to have our wedding at her house.
- She did? - Mm-hmm.
Well, only special people get an offer like that.
Now, if you'll come with me
I'll show you what else special people get for their wedding.
The land extends to the end of that ridge.
It's a lot of work, but the soil is fertile, and the weather is kind.
- I don't know what to say. - Say you'll take it.
You know we will.
- Thank you for everything, Hercules. - You're welcome.
I hope you're as happy here as I was with my family.
We were always good to each other. Try to do the same.
- Trust us. - And have lots of children.
We'll call our first son Hercules.
You think the world's ready for another one?
You'd like them, Deianeira. They'll bring laughter back to these hills.
And one day, they'll bring children,
too the kind of children who'd have run and played with ours.
People as much in love as Oi-Lan and Cyrus
shouldn't have to spend their lives apart.
But sometimes it happens, doesn't it?
Then all you can do is look at the ones who are lucky enough to be together
and try to remember what you had.
It was special, Deianeira.
I take it with me everywhere.
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