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“Pride Comes Before A Brawl” Episode H07/107 [TEASER] [missing] : “” : “” : “” : “” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ : “” : “” : “” : “” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ : “” : “” : “” : “” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ : “” : “” : “” : “” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ [ACT I] H: “We must be close. Come on, I’ll race you. It’ll be good practice for tomorrow’s games. Hey! You’re going the wrong way?” I: “No! You’re going the wrong way!” H: “I am not. The sign says Thrace is this way.” I: “The sign is wrong! Someone put it there to fool travellers!” H: “Iolaus-- look at the road. It’s obvious everybody uses it.” I: “I can’t believe you don’t recognize a trap when you see one.” H: “You have to be joking.” I: “If you wanna walk into a trap any kid could see-- go ahead. I’ll be waitin’ for ya in Thrace.” H: “You’ll be lucky to get there before the games are over. I’ll be waiting for you.” I: “That’s a bet-- 100 dinars.” H: “You haven’t got a hundred dinars.” I: “I should worry. You’re the one that’s gonna have to pay. H: “Fine.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I: “Iolaus, this. Iolaus, that. He thinks that because he’s the son of a god, he can-- ah! know everything! Huh! Always in his shadow. Always-- always playing second lute to him. People always thinking I’m his kid brother-- that doesn’t know how to look after himself. [Yells] Right road or wrong road-- I’m gonna be waitin’ for him in Thrace.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ H: “A ferry. Iolaus! Maybe the walk will burn off his bad mood.” Ferry-Man: “Morning, traveller. Going to the games at Thrace?” H: “Yes. Can you take me there?” F-Man: “I’m expecting a lot of trade for the games. You’ll have to wait for the boat to fill.” H: “Ah-- I don’t have time to wait. How much to go now?” F-Man: “A hundred dinars?” H: “I’ll swim.” F-Man: “I wouldn’t do that, traveller. Place is infested with serpents. Swallow you whole. And piranha fish, too. We had a traveller-- tried to swim it last year. Yeah-- he was a big fellow like you. They picked him clean in twenty seconds. I lie-- ten-- clean to the bone. And then there’s the snakes-- and reptiles-- giant eels.” H: “Looks like your boat is the only way. Hmm-- did you put the sign at the fork to make sure you got plenty of trade?” F-Man: “No, traveller. I put it there as a warning to strangers like yourself. The other way is deadly dangerous. None return who go that way, my friend.” H: “Don’t tell me-- more serpents.” F-Man: “Worse. Ghouls-- fiends-- giant eels that suck ya down into the mud. Writhing things-- wolves the size of horses, and-- satyrs.” H: “Maybe I could, uh-- borrow this boat.” F-Man: “Uh-- this boat won’t be ready to launch for a week. I’ve hired ten men to haul it to the river.” H: “If I launch it for free, can I borrow it?” F-Man: “You won’t find ten men to work for free.” H: “Ah-- I don’t need to.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I: “Uh-oh. That way-- or that way? Oh, great. OK-- ah-- west-- is the night-side of south, so-- a traveller’s coin. Yeah-- this must be the-- ohhhhhhh! Oh-- hi, there. Uh-- any of you guys know the way to Thrace?” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I: “Ah!” Lydia: “One of them dropped it. They’re not monstuhs. They’re men pretending to be monsters.” I: “Huh-- I knew I should have trusted my instincts. I’m Iolaus.” Lydia: “Lydia.” I: “So, what are you doin’ here, Lydia?” Lydia: “Trying not to be scared. I think they’re gonna kill me.” I: “Over my dead body.” Lydia: “You’re probably right. They’re bound to kill us both.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Rankor: “Is this all?!” 1st Man: “He had nothing else, Rankor.” Rankor: “Then he won’t miss his life. Kill him!” Men: “Give me that!” “I want it!” “It’s mine!” “I said it’s mine!” Rankor: “Give me your arrows! I decide who gets the spoils. You’ll take what I tell you-- when I tell you! And not before.” Man: “Yes, Rankor. Sorry, Rankor.” 1st Man: “What about the girl?” Rankor: “Kill her, too. She’s seen who we are. Give ‘em the usual treatment-- then throw ‘em on the road to Thrace.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I: “Any idea who these guys are?” Lydia: “They’re bandits. They’ve been terrorizing the road for months.” I: “Well, aren’t there any men who can band together and flush them out?” Lydia: “No-- they think they’re satuhs, so they’re too frightened to go into the woods.” I: “Ah. These, uh-- bandits-- do they raid the town?” Lydia: “They don’t have to. This is the only good road into Thrace.” I: “Then, this is the way to Thrace.” Lydia: “It used to be.” I: “Where does the other road go?” Lydia: “Dead ends at the river.” I: [Chuckles] Lydia: “What’s so funny?” I: “Come to think of it-- not a lot.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Man: “Go back! She’s mine!” Other Man: “I’ll handle her.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I: “I don’t get it. If the road is so dangerous, why did _you_ use it?” Lydia: “We heard that Hercules was coming to the town games so, I volunteered to go find him and ask him to help clear out the satuhs.” I: “You came alone?” Lydia: “Nobody’d go with me. Well, somebody had to do it. He was our only hope. Besides, I’ve always wanted to meet him.” I: “Yeah. Well-- don’t worry. I’ll get us out of this mess-- without Hercules.” Man: “Ready for me, girl?” I’s Voice: “Take your dress off.” Lydia’s Voice: “Couldn’t that wait until _after_ you’ve rescued us?” I’s Voice: “Take it off.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Nemesis: “Hello, Hercules.” H: “Nemesis-- I can’t believe it.” Nemesis: “Oh-- sure you can. As I recall, there is nothing you can’t do.” H: “I thought I’d never see you again.” Nemesis: “It’s been what-- ten years?” H: “At least-- and then you just-- drop out of the clear-blue sky.” [They laugh.] Nemesis: “I-- surprise a lot of people that way.” [They laugh.] H’s Voice: “Put a call in for old-times’ sake. Come on.” Fisherman: “Hmm?” H’s Voice [Laughs]: “It’s-- it’s just so good to see you.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Man: “Come here! Let’s see what that pretty smile tastes like before you die.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ [ACT II] Man: “Come on, girl. Show me what you’ve got!” I: “Anything you say-- handsome.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I: “What do you want this stinking thing for?!” Lydia: “To prove to the townspeople that these are men pretending to be monstuhs! Then maybe they’ll have the courage to-- chase them off. Could I have my skirt, please? You know, Hercules wouldn’t be lost.” I: “Yeah? Well, don’t bet on it. He doesn’t know everything.” Lydia: “And, how would you know?” I: “I just-- do.” Lydia: “Well-- who told you?!” I: “Nobody told me. I know him.” Lydia: “You know him?! Oh.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Lydia: “I mean, personally.” I: “We travel in the same circles.” Lydia: “Well, what’s he like?” I [Chuckles]: “Big-- you know, uh-- tall-- shoulders like an ox? Has the strength of ten men-- like that.” Lydia: “They say he’s got beautiful eyes.” I: “Well, sure.” Lydia: “Is it true that he spends his entire life just helping people?” I: “Oh, yeah, he’s very helpful. He never _stops_ helping people.” Lydia: “Well, I don’t think you know him at all.” I: “It so happens, I’m his best friend.” Lydia [Laughs]: “You are not.” I: “I am to!” Lydia: “You can’t be!” I: “Why not?!” Lydia: “Nobody talks about their best friend that way.” I: “Nobody talks about their-- ” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Rankor: “They got away?! Then we’ll hunt them. And we’ll chase them and stick ‘em and roast ‘em like pigs before they die. [Laughs] Get the dogs!” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I: “They’ve got hunting dogs! Quick-- roll in the mud with me.” Lydia: “Aw-- I don’t _think_ so!” I: “Listen to me-- if those dogs get our scent, we won’t stand a chance. Now, do what I tell you, or we’ll be eaten alive. It’s an old hunters’ trick. An animal can smell a human from a mile away. We’ve gotta get rid of our scent. Do it!” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I: “Now-- stay perfectly still-- and don’t-- breathe.” Lydia: “But we’re out in the open. They’ll see us.” I: “No, no, no, no-- they’ll be too busy, beating the bush, to look in this direction. Trust me.” Lydia: “That’s what all the boys say! Aw-- you’re terrific!” I: “I know!” [They laugh.] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ H: “Remember how long it took me to get up the courage to kiss you for the first time?” Nemesis [Laughs]: “Yeah, you were ten, and it took about three seconds.” [They laugh.] H: “Uh, yeah. What have you been doing all these years?” Nemesis: “I work for the gods.” H: “And what do you do for them?” Nemesis: “I deliver divine justice. Whenever some mortal gets too powerful, too arrogant-- whatever-- I-- drop on by and arrange his comeuppance.” [Chuckles] H: “You ever get the wrong guy?” Nemesis: “How would I know? I’m just doing my job-- kind of like you. Are you still saving maidens and-- killing monsters?” H: “No, mostly I-- save people from the tyrants you work for.” Nemesis: “Looks to me like we’re both in the punishment business.” H: “There’s a difference.” Nemesis: “Hmm-- amaze me.” H: “I find out whether they deserve it, first.” Nemesis: “Oh, come off it, Hercules. That’s a very convenient excuse. You’re telling me you never make a mistake?” H: “Well, if I do, I don’t try to defend it. What I do is for a purpose, not a career. When did your sense of justice fly away, Nemesis? Or did you just-- sell out?” Nemesis: “No-- I bought in.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I: “Do you see anything you recognize?” Lydia: “Well, that looks familiar. I’m not sure, but I think I’ve seen it from the river ferry.” I: “Ferry. You mean there’s a ferry?” Lydia: “Sure. People sometimes use it now to avoid the old road-- but it’s pretty expensive.” I: “Where does it start?” Lydia: “Oh, just back at the fork. It’s only a few hundred yards from the sign.” I: “Oh, I don’t believe it. He’ll be floating along like a prince.” Lydia: “Who?” I: “Nobody. Come on, let’s see if we can make that hill before our imaginary monsters pick up our trail.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Lydia: “Here, let me take the rope for a while.” I: “It’s all right. I can manage.” Lydia: “If you can help me-- I can help you.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Rankor: “Idiots! He was right under your feet!” Man: “He’s clever, this one!” Rankor: “If he gets to town, and tells them that we’re men and not monsters, we’re in big trouble! I want him killed!” Men’s Voices: “Yeah, OK.” “Yes, sir.” “Right.” Man: “They’re headed for the lake.” Rankor: “Ah-hah! Not so clever! He doesn’t know what’s waiting for him in there! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Lydia: “Oh-- not the water.” I: “It’s OK. They’ve gone.” Lydia: [Screams] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Rankor: “Let’s go!” Man’s Voice: “Yeah, come on.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I: “Get out of the lake, Lydia! It’s all right, Lydia! I can handle it! It’s just a serpent!” Lydia: “How on Earth did you kill it?!” I: “I bit its eyes out.” Lydia: “Don’t tell me!” I and Lydia: “An old hunters’ trick!” [They laugh.] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Nemesis: “So-- tell me about this friend you’re travelling with.” H: “He’s a great guy-- good company-- courageous, loyal-- fearless-- the best friend a man could have.” Nemesis: “So-- why did you split up?” [Laughs] H: “He got angry at me this morning because I-- helped him out of a brawl. Then we argued about which way to go to Thrace. He got mad and-- bet a hundred dinars he could beat me there. He has a lot of pride.” Nemesis: “Well, you know what they say? ‘Pride comes before a fall.’” H: “Oh, he won’t fall. He’s too smart for that. But, not smart enough to win a hundred dinars.” Nemesis: “Ah. [Laughs] So, what’s his name?” H: “Iolaus. What’s wrong?” Nemesis: “Iolaus is the name of the man I’ve come to kill.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ [ACT III] I: “You’re sure Iolaus is the right target.” Nemesis: “Yes-- it’s him.” H: “But why?” Nemesis: “Pride. Pride, arrogance, and ego.” H: “Among the gods, pride, arrogance, and ego are virtues. What’s his punishment?” Nemesis: “The penalty is his life.” H: “What?!” Nemesis: “Hercules, it’s not my decision.” H: “Make it your decision! Go back and say you couldn’t find him or something.” Nemesis: “I can’t. It’s out of my hands.” H: “What are you talking about? Nemesis!” Nemesis: “My job is to set things up so that the mortal brings retribution on himself. ‘Pride comes before a fall.’ That’s what the brawl on the bridge was all about. It’s too late. It’s already started.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Lydia: “What are our chances of getting away from them?” I: “We’ll make it.” Lydia: “I can take the truth.” I: “Lydia. Lydia-- it’s OK. I think we can beat them.” Lydia: “Nice try, Iolaus, but there are too many of them.” I: “Yeah-- well-- we’ll just pick ‘em off-- one by one.” Lydia: “What? With two arrows?” I: “That’s all we’re gonna need. Any fool can shoot arrows. But a smart fighter uses cunning.” Lydia: “I think we should be running away.” I: “No! That’s exactly what they want us to do. Come on. Give me a hand, Lydia.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Man: “It’s his!” Rankor: “Spread out! Ten dinars to whoever brings me his head!” Man: “Fifteen for the girl! If she’s alive.” Rankor: “Let’s go!” Man’s Voice: “Let’s get going!” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ H: “How is he supposed to die?” Nemesis: “I can’t tell you that. Only the gods are allowed to know.” H: “The gods. Iolaus is my friend, and so are you. Bend the rules, Nemesis. How is he supposed to die?” Nemesis: “By an arrow.” H: “Who ordered it?” Nemesis: “Mm-mmm.” H: “Fine-- just give me the parchment. Give me-- the parchment.” Nemesis [Laughs]: “I never could say, ‘No’ to you.” H: “Hera. She ordered you to kill my friend-- because she can’t kill me. That’s the kind of tyrant you work for.” Nemesis: “Even you can’t defy the will of the gods, Hercules. There is nothing you can do.” H: “That’s where you’re wrong. Iolaus needs my help.” Nemesis: “No, Hercules. Don’t you see? Your help is the last thing he needs.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Lydia: “Hello.” I: “Hey, buddy.” Lydia: “Oh, sorry!” I: “Next time, try harder.” Lydia: “Harduh-- right.” I: “Lookin’ for me? Thanks, guys-- I missed this.” Rankor: “The broken bow was a trick! To get us too close to use our bows! I can play clever games, too! Aim!” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Lydia: “Wow! That was great!” I: “I couldn’t have done it without you!” Rankor: “Run, rabbits! You’re going where your tricks won’t do you any good!” I: “Up there. I can hold a whole army back from that cave. Come on!” Lydia: “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I: “Come on, Lydia.” Rankor: “Easy, boys-- right where I want ‘em.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I: “Your eyes’ll get used to the dark.” Lydia: “It’s not the dark I’m afraid of, Iolaus.” I [Interrupts]: “Wait here.” Lydia: “There’s something you oughtta know about this-- cave.” [Screams] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ H: “Iolaus.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I: [Yells] Lydia: “I tried to tell you.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ [ACT IV] I [Yells]: “I’ve killed a hydra before! Of course-- then I had Hercules with me.” Lydia: “Don’t talk to it, Iolaus! Chop it’s head off!” I: “I can’t do that; it’ll grow two more.” Lydia: “How can you ever win?!” I: “You just keep going till-- something clever occurs to you!” Lydia: “How did you beat it last time?!” I: “Fire!” Lydia: “I don’t see any fire.” I: “Yeah-- I noticed that.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ H: “An old hunters’ trick.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ H: “Which way did he go? Looks like you haven’t lost your touch, Iolaus. Excuse me. Could you give me a hand with this? Ooh-- that’s gotta hurt.” Nemesis: “That is as far as you go, Hercules. You are _not_ a part of this.” H: “That’s my decision.” Nemesis: “Oh, no it isn’t. For once, you cannot interfere with Iolaus’ destiny.” H: “Excuse me, will you? I’m too busy to argue right now.” Nemesis: “Don’t turn around. Wait for it; wait for it. Now!” H: “Thanks. We make a good team.” Nemesis: “We always did.” H: “I thought that you said working for the gods meant you could never interfere.” Nemesis: “Hmm-- so I freelance once in a while, OK?” H: “Mm-hmm.” Nemesis: “Mm-hmm.” H: “I gotta go.” Nemesis: “Oh, no you don’t.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Lydia’s Voice: “I tried to tell you!” I: [Yells] Lydia: “Go away! Oh! Oh!” I’s Voice: “Lydia!” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Nemesis’ Voice: “Listen to me.” Nemesis: “You have to let Iolaus do this for himself. If you help him now, he will go to his grave hating you.” H: “We always help each other. When Iolaus helps me, I don’t end up hating him.” Nemesis: “You weren’t under sentence from the gods.” H: “Nemesis-- one way or another, I’m always under sentence from the gods.” Nemesis: “Not this one.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I’s Voice [Yells]: “Lydia! Lydia, what are you doing?!” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ H: “I spend my life helping strangers! I ca-- I can’t do less for my friend!” Nemesis: “That is the problem! You gave Iolaus too _much_ help, and his injured pride walked him _right_ into this. Now, he’s got to get him_self_ out of it.” H: “But, what if he can’t?” Nemesis: “He has to do it.” H: “Why?” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I: “What are you doing?!” Lydia: “I’m lighting you a fire!” I [Laughs]: “I don’t believe it! You’re a genius! How did you know how to do that?” Lydia: “From my father.” I: “How did he know?!” Lydia: “He was a hunter. [Chuckles]” I: “This is gettin’ to be a very long day. How long will the torch keep burning.” Lydia: “Not long.” I: “When it goes out-- you run for the entrance.” Lydia: “I won’t leave you.” I: “You will-- if you wanna keep us both alive. Hey! You! Clown! There’s no hydra in here! I guess you’re gonna have to try and kill me yourself, huh?” Rankor: “With pleasure!” [Fight] I: “Run, Lydia! Come on!” [Rankor screams] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I: “That guy sure is a slow learner! You gonna keep your promise? You said there’d be something for me if I rescued us. Well-- I rescued us.” Lydia: “But, that was a joke.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Men: “Look out.” “OK, let her down.” “There we go.” “Come on.” “There we go.” Lydia: “Titus! Camilla.” Craftsman’s Voice: “Fine, crafted spears!” H [Yawns]: “I was wondering when you’d get here. Did you get lost?” I: “No, I did not get lost. How long have you been here?” H: “Mmm-- hours.” I: “How many, Hercules?” H: “Oh, about-- a hundred dinars’ worth.” [Laughs] Craftsman’s Voice: “Only the best craftsmanship, here!” I: “Lydia-- this is-- my friend, Hercules. Hercules, this is Lydia.” H: “Hello, Lydia.” Lydia: “I’m very pleased to meet you, Hercules.” Craftsman’s Voice: “Only ten dinars!” Lydia: “Your friend, Iolaus, and I have had quite a day.” I: “Yeah. I saved her from-- a few dozen satyrs-- a hydra-- that’s why I’m late.” Lydia: “And an eel.” I: “Oh, yeah. There was an eel, too.” H: “Really? And how big was it?” I: “Oh, not much. You know how eels are.” H: “Yeah-- sure.” Lydia: “Oh! He was amazing! I just wish you’d been there to see it, Hercules.” I: “No! You’d have been in the way.” H: “I know. I-I mean I-- know you can-- handle yourself. See, there’s nobody else on Earth I’d rather face trouble with, Lydia. He’s not only my friend-- he’s a great-- hunter-- a warrior, an archer.” I: “You really mean that?” H: “Sure. I’d trust you with my life. You know that.” I: “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” H: “What’re you doing?” I: “Hey, uh-- may I?” Man: “Suit yourself.” I: “Thanks.” H: “Well, that’s very-- thoughtful of you.” I [Chuckles]: “Well, it isn’t for you. It’s for me.” H: “Oh.” Men’s Voices: “Oh, he must be some shot, huh?” “Yeah.” “This, I’ve gotta see.” Lydia: “One-- two-- three-- four-- five-- six.” Man’s Voice: “Quickly, [Nace?]-- this way.” Lydia: “Seven-- eight-- nine-- ten.” All: “One! Two! Three!” [Cheer] H: “Iolaus! That’s a nice shot.” Rankor: “Get your hands off me!” H: “It was you. Thanks, Nemesis-- from both of us.” Nemesis: “That’s OK. Iolaus earned his reprieve.” [Chuckles] Lydia: “This is the man who saved my life.” Nemesis: “Ah, it looks like he swallowed his pride.” I’s Voice: “All in a day’s work.” Lydia’s Voice: “He’s so modest.” Nemesis: “You were ready to let him shoot, weren’t you?” H: “I had to show him that I trusted him.” Lydia: “He fought men and monstuhs with no thought for himself. He’s a true hero.” Nemesis: “He wasn’t going to shoot, Hercules.” Lydia’s Voice: “He’s just being modest.” H: “You knew that.” Nemesis: “Mmm. It was enough for him to know that you were ready to let him. He wouldn’t have risked hurting you.” Lydia: “And now, this noble warrior has unmasked the satuhs, and freed us to use our road again.” H: “What would you have done if his pride had made him take the shot?” Nemesis: “I’d have killed him.” I: “Who were you talking to?” H: “Uh-- nobody.” I: “I heard you talking. Come on-- who was it?” H: “Iolaus-- my crazy, irreplaceable friend-- you don’t wanna know.” Nemesis’ Voice: “Bye, Hercules.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Click here to return to the HTLJ PRIDE COMES BEFORE A BRAWL page.
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