Draco: There is a God in you. Be sure to bring it. End of lesson.
Ixas: Charon only ferries the dead.
Solon: [pulls his sword] Any volunteers?
Young Perseus: This child will be yours. Me, I'm no one's son.
Spyros: I am your father, Perseus. Marmara is your mother. And you will always be our son. The bond between us is... it's much more than flesh and bone. The love we have for you, it's that love that gods and kings fight over. I've never understood the gods. But even I don't question that you
were saved for a reason. And some day... that reason is gonna take you far away from here. But not tonight, eh?
Andromeda: What's your name?
Perseus: Perseus.
Andromeda: Take this. Please, drink.
[Andromeda holds out a goblet of wine to Perseus, who reaches to take it]
Draco: [slaps the goblet away] Hands off!
Cassiopeia: Enough!
Kepheus: Our daughter the
missionary!
Ozal: We can fight anywhere... but not in the underworld.
Kucuk: Good luck, fisherman.