Percy Jackson: Sea of Monsters

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At first, I didn't believe it either.

But the gods of Olympus are real.

And sometimes,

these gods have children with humans...

called half-bloods.

I'm one of them.

I'm Percy Jackson.

Son of Poseidon, god of the sea.

Seven years ago, four of these children

were headed to Camp Half-Blood...

the only place on Earth

that is safe for our kind.

Only three of them made it.

We're almost at camp!

Look out!

Grover! Luke, help him!

Grover, are you okay?

My leg. it's stuck.

Come on. I got you.

Keep going. I'll hold them off.

No, Thalia. They'll kill you.

Go, Luke. I'll be right behind you.

Over here!

Annabeth, come on!

Stay back.

Thalia, come on!

No! Thalia!

He! name was Thalia,

and she gave her life to save three.

And so, as Thalia lay dying...

her father Zeus found

another way for her to live.

A way for all half-bloods to live.

A gift to ensure no one in Camp Half-Blood

would die the same way.

The barrier, to protect them from those

who lived for their death.

Let's go!

Every day,

the story of Thalia's bra very inspires me.

And her tree protects my home.

But not always my head.

How nice of you to show up

just to watch me win.

Everything they say about you

is wrong, Clarisse.

You actually do have a sense of humor.

- There goes another one.

- Go, Percy!

Come on, Percy!

I got 50 drachma on you!

You bet on this?

What, is that wrong?

'97 Xinomavro. Would you like a taste?

Why do you torture yourself, Dionysus?

It was one transgression, one.

And with a naiad,

for the sake of Olympus.

How was I to know that

Zeus had a thing for her?

Or that he could

hold a grudge for so long?

I think the fact

that Zeus is immortal...

means there's no limit

to how long he can hold a grudge.

The Christians have a guy

who can do this trick in reverse.

Now, that's a god.

Aren't you tired of getting beat,

Jackson?

Clarissa!

Help! Help me!

Tereus, grab my hand!

Good luck with that.

'90! you.

Thank you!

Percy!

Clarissa! Clarissa! Clarissa!

So, what I'm wondering is, Percy...

that first quest you went on,

beginner's luck, wasn't it?

Clarisse, he saved Olympus.

That's more than you've ever done.

Whatever.

Even for the daughter of the god of war,

that girl's a mythic bi--

Don't listen to her, Percy.

You know, it's too late.

Besides, she has a point.

Dude, what are you talking about?

You're more than a one-quest wonder.

You recovered Ares' stolen chariot.

No, actually, that was Clarissa.

Okay, what about the Fall Tournament?

You owned that sucker.

Clarissa?

Okay, the Solstice Games?

The Bronze Dragon's Quest?

Thank you for trying to cheer me up.

I would lick a pair of cloven hooves...

before I let you listen to Clarisse

instead of us.

No offense, Grover.

None taken. Is that an offer?

Listen, it doesn't matter

what Clarissa has done.

To Chiron and Mr. D,

you're still the rock star.

Perry Johnson!

Actually, it's Percy Jackson, sir.

Whatever.

I have a very important task

to entrust you with.

You do?

Yes, it's a critical assignment.

And it's very taxing.

Can I trust you?

Of course.

Good. You'll need this.

Sometimes these events

get a little messy.

Maybe Clarissa was right.

Maybe I only stopped

Luke from destroying Olympus...

because I had Annabeth and Grover

helping me, right?

Dad?

Poseidon?

Have you ever felt like everything

you've ever done...

maybe you didn't really do it?

It was all just luck or something?

No, of course not.

You're a god.

Speaking as someone who's not,

it sucks.

It makes you question whether

you were all that good to begin with.

Okay. Good not talking to you.

Again.

So, he just walked right in?

He just walked straight into camp?

It seems he lumbered, actually.

I don't care if he sashayed!

What's the point of having this mystical

protective barrier if any thing can just--

Could you not touch that, please?

That's a very precious Grenache.

I think the point is...

since he did pass right through

the barrier from Thalia's tree...

- Don't say it.

-...It means he's most likely a god-spawn.

Yeah, but the spawn of which god?

I know.

Poseidon.

So, why did Mr. D summon you?

It's not good to get summoned.

I'm sure it's fine.

I'm sure you don't get summoned

to the Big House

without a major-league screw-up.

I didn't screw up.

I cleaned the entire coliseum.

And vacuumed.

Don't let him get into your head, okay?

We have a dead camper walking.

Dead camper walking, here.

Thanks. This is friendship.

I'm just playing,

just trying to have a little fun.

It's all right.

So, it's okay if I get your cabin

when you get kicked out?

Seriously, don't worry. it's just Mr. D.

I mean, if Chiron had summoned you,

then...

You are so massively screwed.

Whatever it is you think I did,

I didn't do it.

You've done nothing, Percy.

Exactly.

As you know,

you are believed to be Poseidon's only heir.

Yeah, so?

So, it would seem that belief

has been held in error.

Hold on.

You're saying Percy has a brother?

Or a sister.

Holy Styx. Another Poseidon half-blood.

Not exactly.

Technically, Tyson is not a half-blood.

Half-bloods are half-human,

hence the name.

I don't get it.

If this new kid is not half-human,

then what other half is he?

Nymph. Sea nymph.

And when you cross a deity with a nymph,

you get...

Don't touch. it's a Gewurztraminer.

Hi.

Hi, Brother.

So, you're the big shot here, right?

You saved the world and stuff.

Yeah. Yeah.

Hey. they put peppers in yours.

Are you gonna eat that?

Go ahead.

Is he messing with me?

I think he's hungry.

No, not him. I meant Poseidon.

Is this supposed to be

some kind of joke?

A half-brother? A Cyclops? Come on.

I think the politically correct term

is "ocularly impaired."

And a half-brother

is better than nothing.

I like having a brother.

Dad was cool to bring me here.

Dad? Dad brought you here?

I was upstate, in the woods.

One day, this trident shows up over

my head, and then it started moving south.

And you followed it.

You followed it here.

It glowed.

Well, somebody has got a new brother.

And I can see he's got his daddy's eyes.

Well...

"Eye."

You should really get him

some sprayable mist.

Anyway, it is kind of interesting timing,

don't you think?

Maybe Poseidon decided he needed

another son to, you know...

represent.

Bull.

Excuse me?

Smells like bull.

We got barrier action.

Hey, Chris, you coming?

No, I'm good.

That is so awesome.

It's chill. The barrier is holding.

A Colchis bull.

Run!

Percy!

Come on!

- We have to find its weak spot.

- Does it have one?

Percy, distract it for me.

I got this.

Bad bull.

Hey, rust bucket!

Damn it, Jackson.

Do you have any idea

how hard Colchis bulls are to come by?

Maybe next time

you try to drown someone...

you'll first make sure he's not

a demigod who can swim.

Luke?

Turns out, you're not the only

half-blood who's hard to kill.

You know, prophecy.

What prophecy?

What are you talking about?

You don't know?

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