Percy Jackson: Sea of Monsters Page #5

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Don't walk on my roof.

Join me, Percy.

It's what you were meant to do.

You can't escape that prophecy.

Let's show both of our fathers.

It's tempting.

That's genius. Really.

But I think I'll pass.

Not this again.

Go!

- Are you staying?

- I'll be right behind you.

May as well.

Jackson, enough.

You're on the losing side.

Not from where I stand.

Smart.

Goddess of wisdom's daughter, remember?

I remember.

Our allies and the satyr still have

a head start on the Fleece.

We will resurrect you, Lord Kronos.

You will know vengeance.

And the Olympians who scorned us

will know death.

Maybe you should reapply.

It wore off?

Yeah.

Come on.

Oh, no.

Hey.

Do you want to steer for a while?

Thank you.

Nobody's ever trusted me

with anything before.

Is that because of

your lack of depth perception?

Is it because they're scared of you?

I was in the mountains one day...

and some campers,

Boy Scouts, showed up.

And when they saw me, they screamed.

They ran.

And I'm pretty sure I smiled.

People look at me,

and they see a monster.

Sometimes, I think maybe they're right.

You're not a monster.

Don't be so hard on yourself.

Easy for you to say.

What do you mean?

You never doubt yourself

or think you're less than you are.

Thank you, brother.

Come here. Open it slowly.

Slowly.

Hey, just take it slow. Slow, okay?

I wouldn't have trusted him

with a normal thermos.

He seems okay.

I really don't get

what your problem with him is.

Because you don't know

what I know about them.

Thalia!

A Cyclops killed her.

His kind killed Thalia.

I'm sorry.

I never knew.

Well, it's not something

I like talking about.

And anyway, it was a long time ago.

What is that?

It's the Sea of Monsters.

Why are we stopping?

I should have used two hands.

You think?

Are you mad at me?

No, not at you.

Tell me those aren't sharks.

Those aren't sharks.

Paddle! Paddle!

Yeah, sharks would be better.

It's Charybdis.

Charyb-... What?

She guards the Sea of Monsters.

Percy!

It's not working!

The Sea of Monsters

might not be in Poseidon's domain.

Hold on!

Where are we?

Smells like the stomach.

Watch your step.

What is this stuff?

I don't think you want to know.

This has to be the worst way to die, ever.

Yeah, everything that disappears

in the Bermuda Triangle...

this is where they end up.

Come on!

That sounded like Clarissa.

No, it couldn't be her.

You ridiculously stupid morons.

- No, it's her.

-It's her.

You idiot!

Better keep my electric grid up

and running, or I'll plug your head into it!

Clarissa! Hey!

Jackson? What are you doing here?

We got swallowed up, just like you.

Nice ship.

My dad's got tons of this stuff

left over from wars throughout history.

It was either this or a Huey from Vietnam.

I figured a boat would be more practical.

What's going on?

Pretty much exactly what you think

goes on inside of a stomach.

You're right.

That really is the worst way to die.

Reardon!

What in Hades is going on with my engine?

Is it ready yet?

Almost, ma'am. They're working on it.

Wait, your crew is zombies?

They prefer "dead Confederate sailors

whose lives have been given

in tribute to Ares."

But "zombies" is fine.

Reardon! Gun! Faster! Now!

Gun is hot, Cap'n. Locked and loaded.

Aim it at that meat grinder.

Wait, wait.

You want to shoot that thing with this?

Do you have a better idea?

Because now would be the time.

Hey, Clarissa.

What?

Can you steer the ship?

No. I just finished driver's ed.

Yes, of course, I can steer a ship.

Well...

why don't we give her a stomach ache?

We'll escape through the gut.

It just might work

if it doesn't kill us first.

You steer, I'll shoot.

All hands below deck!

Good luck, Percy.

All hands below deck.

This is not a drill!

Come on, boys. Get in there.

This is still my quest.

Do not screw this up for me, Jackson.

You should watch what you eat.

Go!

No kidding, genius.

I hope this works.

- Just don't forget.

- Forget what?

This is all your idea.

Come on, come on.

- We did it!

- I did it!

Listen up. Full power to the screws.

Hey. are you guys all right?

That was amazing.

You have to have faith, right?

And a cannon. We'll find Grover.

Where is lchneutae?

Now you miss lchneutae?

We ran into Scylla,

that multi-headed Hydra thing.

He said, "I got this."

Famous last words.

We've restored full power, Cap'n.

- Heading?

- Northwest.

Are you sure about that?

Yes, I'm sure about that.

Why, do you have a problem?

Yeah, you got a problem?

I think your Confederate warship

is heading to West Palm Beach, Florida.

What is it?

I know this sounds insane,

but it's kind of like my dyslexia.

But instead of being able to read Greek,

I can see map lines.

30. 31, 75,12.

Wait, that's the numbers from the--

From the crazy, eyeless taxi drivers.

They're coordinates.

Waterboy figured it out.

And he called you crazy.

Actually, he called you crazy.

Hey, eye on the road.

30, 31 degrees north...

75,12 degrees west.

That's where

Polyphemus and the Fleece are.

Change course. Southwest.

AVE. aye.

Sorry.

Land ho!

Polyphemus lives in an amusement park?

No, he lives on an island.

But the goddess Circe thought building

an amusement park on top of it

was a good idea.

It really wasn't.

What happened?

Opening day...

long lines of savory half-bloods

and one hungry Cyclops.

Bad for business.

I'll just turn us right around then.

Find us a place to dock.

I was afraid she was gonna say that.

I guess the Cyclops

was bad for business.

Who knew?

We don't have time

to search this whole place.

I don't think we have to.

"Plummet of Death"?

That's subtle.

It looks like something

really big went through there.

I don't know.

It doesn't really scream "Cyclops" to me.

At least there's no line.

Sweet ride.

Might need a push.

Here we go.

Tyson? Let go of my hand.

Sorry.

It's a small world after all

It's a small world after all

Could you two just shut up?

Hold on!

Is everybody okay?

I thought that would be more fun.

I think I get what Grover

was so worried about.

This must be the boulder

Polyphemus used to trap Odysseus...

when he was returning

from the Trojan War.

Yeah, that's right. I know stuff.

Grover!

Enough!

I can't take this anymore.

It's been two days!

Calm your temper!

Calm your temper!

I haven't had a decent meal

since those half-bloods you brought!

And this stupid fleece

is supposed to lure satyrs!

Do you see any satyrs around here?

This hunger is making my eyesight worse.

I could just eat you.

If you weren't a Cyclops.

Grover!

Grover!

- Hey!

- Come here!

Percy?

Hey!

Why are you wearing a dress?

I'm having a really bad day!

Hey, hey, hey!

Do not let that go viral!

Sorry, there's no way the other kids

would believe me otherwise.

This is a disguise.

The guy's half-blind.

He thinks I'm a Cyclops chambermaid.

I'm showing mad survival skills, here.

And not a small amount of leg.

Funny.

I was trying to stay uneaten long enough to

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