Mr. D: [Mr. D poured some wine into a glass but it turned to water immediately - a punishment from Zeus] You know, the Christians have a guy who can do this trick in reverse,
[looking up at the sky, as if speaking to Zeus]
Mr. D: now that's a god.
Percy Jackson: I never called him brother... all he ever wanted was a brother but... I was too wrapped up in myself. And now Luke has the fleece... because I gave it to him. I destroy Olympus... Just like the Oracle said.
Annabeth: Forget the oracle! Your worried about your destiny, then write a new one. You're angry at Poseidon for ignoring you, then show
him why he shouldn't. You're upset about Tyson, make sure he didn't die for nothing.
Clarisse: She's right.
Annabeth: What?
Clarisse: There's no way you're getting me to repeat that.
Grover: What Annabeth is saying, Perce, is that we're with you. Just give the word.
Percy
Jackson: Why me? I mean, who voted me leader.
[Annabeth and Grover raise their hands. Both of them turn to stare at Clarisse, who slowly and reluctantly raises her hand]
Percy Jackson: [after Annabeth gets stabbed] ANNABETH! No oh no no.
Annabeth: At least I'll be with Thalia in Elysium.
Percy Jackson: No come here. Give me the fleece! Come on come on come on come on. We-we make our own destiny's right. So show me. I have faith in you. No No No come on come on. Show me!... Show me.
Annabeth: You'd destroy the whole world just, to what, to get back at your dad?
Luke: The Olympians overthrew their parents. It's just our turn.
Percy Jackson: We met your father. He said that he knows that he made mistakes, and he... he told us to tell you to not be so angry.
Luke: Really? And he couldn't
even tell me himself. Does that sound familiar?