Hercules Page #2

The gospel truth

Hercules, slow down!

Look out!

Oops! S-S-sorry, guys!

- Hey, watch where you're goin'!|- Sunday driver!

Thanks, son.

When old Penelope twisted her ankle|back there, I thought we were done for.

- No problem, Pop.|- Uh, don't-don't-don't unload just yet.

First, I have to finagle|with Phideas.

Okay.

Oops. sorry, Penelope.

Now, Hercules, this time,|please just...

I know, I know.

Stay by the cart.

That's my boy.

Oh, my goodness. Whoa!

Careful!

- Why, thank you.|- No problem.

Why, Hercules! I-I-It's you!

- Let me, let me help you with that.|- No, no, no, no, no. I got it!

I'm fine.|You just run along.

- Are you sure?|- Oh, yes.

Absolutely.

Yo! Give it here!

Hey, you need an extra guy?

Uh, sorry, Herc.

Uh, we already got five...

and we want to keep it|an even number.

- Hey, wait a second. Five isn't an ev...|- See ya, Herc.

- What a geek!|- Destructo Boy.

- Maybe we should call him "Jerkules".|- Yeah!

Heads up!

- I-I got it!|- No! Stop!

Uh-oh. Oh, no.

It's okay.

Hey! Whoa!

- Son!|- Hang on, Pop! Be right back!

Oh, my! Oh, no! Don't!|Oh, no, no, no, no!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Watch out!

Nice catch, Jerkules.

Son.

This is the last straw,|Amphityon!

That boy is a menace!

He's too dangerous|to be around normal people!

He didn't mean any harm.|He's just a kid.

He-He just can't control|his strength.

I'm warning you.|You keep that-that-that...

freak away from here!

Freak! Yeah, go away!

Son, you shouldn't let those things|they said back there get to ya.

But, Pop, they're right.|I-I am a freak.

I-I try to fit in.|I really do.

I just can't.

Sometimes I feel like...

like I really|don't belong here...

like I'm supposed to be|someplace else.

Hercules, son...

I know it doesn't make any sense.

I have often dreamed

Of a far-offplace

Where a great, warm welcome|will be waiting for me

Where the crowds will cheer

When they see my face

And a voice keeps sayin'|this is where I'm meant to be

I will find my way

I can go the distance

I'll be there someday

If I can be strong

I know every mile

Will be worth my while

I would go most anywhere|to feel like I

Belong

Hercules, there's something|your mother and I...

have been meaning to, to tell ya.

But if you found me,|then where did I come from?

Why was I left here?

This was around your neck|when we found you.

It's the symbol of the gods.

This is it! Don't you see?|Maybe they have the answers.

I'll go to the temple of Zeus and...

Ma, Pop...

you're the greatest parents|anyone could have, but...

I-I gotta know.

I am on my way

I can go the distance

I don't care how far

Somehow, I'll be strong

I know every mile

Will be worth my while

I would go most anywhere

To find where I belong

Oh, mighty Zeus...

please, hear me|and, and answer my prayer.

I need to know:
|Who am I?

Wh-Where do I belong?

Huh?

My boy.|My little Hercules.

Hey, hey, hey.|Hold on, kiddo!

What's your hurry?|After all these years...

is this the kind of hello|you give your father?

F-F-Father?

Didn't know you had|a famous father, did you?

Surprise!

Look how you've grown.

Why, you've got your mother's|beautiful eyes...

and my strong chin.

- Hah!|- I-I don't understand.

If you're my father,|that would make me a...

A god.

A god. A god!

Hey, you wanted answers,|and by thunder...

you're old enough now|to know the truth.

But why did you leave me on Earth?|Didn't you want me?

Of course we did. Your mother and I|loved you with all our hearts.

But someone stole you from us|and turned you mortal...

and only gods|can live on Mount Olympus.

And you can't do a thing?

I can't, Hercules,|but you can.

R-Really? W-What?|I'll do anything.

Hercules, if you can prove yourself|a true hero on Earth...

your godhood|will be restored.

A true hero. Great!

Uh, exactly how do you become|a true hero?

First, you must seek out Philoctetes,|the trainer of heroes.

Seek out Philoctetes.|Right. I'll...

- Whoa!|- Whoa! Hold your horses!

Which reminds me.

Ha-ha! You probably|don't remember Pegasus...

but you two go way back, son.

Oh, Pegasus!

He's a magnificent horse...

with the brain of a bird.

I'll find Philoctetes,|become a true hero!

That's the spirit!

I won't let you down, Father!|Yee-hah!

Good luck, son.

I will beat the odds

I can go the distance

I will face the world

Fearless, proud and strong

I will please the gods

I can go the distance

Till I find my hero's welcome

Right where I

Belong

Whoa!

- You sure|this is the right place?

- What's the matter, little guy?|You stuck?

- Whoa! Hey, butt out, buddy!|- Ugh!

Girls! Stop! Stop!|Come back! Come back, come back!

Whoa, whoa! Oh, jeez!

Wait! Whoa, whoa, whoa!|Oh, nymphs!

- They can't keep their hands off me.|- Hey!

What's the matter?|You never seen a satyr before?

Uh, no.|Can you help us?

We're looking for someone|called Philoctetes.

- Call me Phil.|- Phil!

- Ow!|- Boy, am I glad to meet you!

I'm Hercules,|and this is Pegasus.

Animals. Disgusting.

I need your help.|I want to become a hero, a true hero.

sorry, kid.|Can't help ya.

- Wait.|- Whoo!

Uh, sorry. Why not?

Two words:
I am retired.

Look, I gotta do this.

Haven't you ever had a dream...

something you wanted so bad|you'd do anything?

Kid, come inside.|I want to show you somethin'.

Watch it! That was part|of the mast of the Argo.

- The Argo?|- Yeah.

Who do you think taught Jason|how to sail? Cleopatra?

I trained|all those would-be heroes.

Odysseus, Perseus, Theseus.|A lot of "yeuseus".

And every single one|of those bums let me down...

flatter than a discus.

None of'em|could go the distance.

And then there was Achilles.

Now there was a guy|who had it all...

the build, the foot speed.

He could jab.|He could take a hit.

He could keep on comin'.

But that furshlugginer|heel of his!

He barely gets nicked there once|and kaboom! He's history.

Yeah, I had a dream once.

I dreamed I was gonna train|the greatest hero there ever was.

So great, the gods would hang|a picture of him in the stars...

all across the sky...

and people would say,|"That's Phil's boy".

That's right.

Eh, but dreams are for rookies.

A guy can only take|so much disappointment.

But I'm different|than those other guys, Phil.

I can go the distance.|Come on. I'll show ya.

Jeez. You don't give up, do ya?

Watch this.

Holy Hera.

You know, maybe if I...|No! Snap out of it!

I'm too old to get mixed up|in this stuff again.

But if I don't become|a true hero...

I'll never be able|to rejoin my father Zeus.

Hold it.|Zeus is your father, right?

Uh-huh.

Zeus, the big guy.|He's your daddy.

Mr. Lightning Bolts!|Read me a book, would ya, Da-Da?

Zeus!|"Once upon a time..."

- It's the truth!|- Please!

So you wanna be a hero, kid

Well, whoop-de-do

I have been|around the block before

With blockheads just like you

Each and everyone|a disappointment

Pain for which|there ain't no ointment

So much for excuses|Though a kid of Zeus is

Askin 'me to jump|into the fray

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