Sinbad and the War of the Furies Page #3

No. You tell me why you killed

Lyta to get it back.

Or maybe you know?

How dare you accuse me of being involved

in that. I don't even know this guy.

Once he paid me for the map,

I was done with him.

I've spilled no blood.

Yet.

You just have your

women do it for you.

I don't associate with

the newer sex.

They're devious, as the good doctor proves.

Where is the stone?

Lyta sold it. Ask her.

Oh, wait. You can't,

because she's kind

of dead now.

Its too bad. I thought

you might know.

Kill them.

Starting with her.

You okay?

I am the great Manta.

Wow.

He's so strong, AHH!

So we're getting a boat and

leaving tonight, right?

In this storm? No way.

We have to wait

till morning.

But what if Manta

find us here?

Trust me. If Manta finds us in

here we are more than prepared.

What's wrong?

- What is it?

- That guy threw one hell of a punch.

Here. Let me see it.

Does that hurt?

- A little bit.

- Yeah.

Yeah. It's a

little blue.

No. Doesn't hurt.

So who did you sell the

Heart of Medusa to?

Never you mind who I

sold that heart to.

Sinbad, I'm serious.

What's to stop Manta from

going after that guy?

We made a deal under

the table.

Lyta doesn't keep records.

There's no way Manta can

find out who it is.

Don't you think you should

warn the buyer?

This buyers isn't

afraid of Manta.

And I don't want you

to be either.

I am. I feel responsible for

getting you into this mess.

Well make it up to me.

What?

You afraid of remembering how

much you like kissing me?

No. I just don't want to

lose you again.

I'm not gonna let

anyone hurt you.

It's not me that I'm

worried about.

It's you.

Why?

Someone has to

worry about you.

Right?

Jax.

Damn girl. I missed you

so much.

Hello, lover.

You lied.

One more time.

We want the heart.

I told you, I don't have it.

If you won't tell us,

We'll have to pull it out of

his whore instead.

Is it in there?

Enough!

What was that?

Alright.

Everyone on the boat.

We're leaving right now.

Shouldn't we call the cops?

Yeah. I'd love to see how

they'd handle this.

Everyone wants this stone so

bad and I want to find out why.

If anyone knows,

it's this Ace dude.

- Voicemail.

- Shoot.

Ace, this is Sinbad.

I'm taking you up on that

offer you made me.

Hide that stone I sold you.

Manta is after it.

And the Furies.

It's going to take me about two

days to get to your shop.

You said if I ever got in trouble I'd

be safe with you. I hope you meant it.

You in?

Well I'm not sticking

around here.

Plus, I'd like to see the

Heart of Medusa for myself.

Yeah. I'm coming with you.

Me and the fellas, we got your back.

- And me.

- Baby, no.

You're leaving me

here by myself?

I will not put the woman that I

want to propose to in danger.

- This is how you propose?

- I will propose

when I get back, baby.

I promise.

I hope you're worth it.

You and me both.

Let's get our asses to

Los Angeles.

Hey. Keep an eye

on those RPMs.

We lose this engine we'll

be sitting ducks.

You know if you didn't have

such a criminal records,

we could have flown there.

And miss all this

aquatic comradery?

Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

We're about an hour ahead of schedule.

If you can keep this up all day and night,

we should be in Los Angeles

about dawn.

Hey. It's going to be okay.

You're not alone in this.

Not with me around.

Yeah, I know.

Look. Dolphins.

They're a good omen.

How so?

When pirates attacked Dionysus,

she turned them into Dolphins.

And then she charged them with helping

sailors, instead of harming them.

Sweet story.

Too bad it's not true.

I think that what we saw last

night, it can all be true.

What you call magic,

I call science.

Okay, then how do you explain

what those women turned into?

I mean, they flew away.

Biotechnological weaponry.

Manta's Russian after all.

That is paranoid and delusional thinking.

What are you, an American?

And you believing in gods and

goddesses and

magic dolphins isn't paranoid

and delusional thinking?

As always, logic wins

the debate.

You want science?

Fine.

Come on.

Come on!

You ever study

numerology?

That's on my list of

things never to do.

Well when they showed up at

your door that first night,

you know what time

it was?

I don't know. Late.

Real late.

Was it after 3:
30?

Sure.

When those two women grabbed me last night,

I happened to look at the clock.

It was exactly 3:33.

Now there's 3 women.

That's one Roma numeral

for each woman.

- Now, 3+3+3 is 9.

- Hold on.

9. Yep.

Good work.

A group of 9 is called an

ennead.

Multiple enneads is

called Erineys.

- Which is a Greek term for...

- Furies.

Exactly.

We live in a

mathematical universe.

Somehow the time of 3:33 unlocks a

dimension between our world and theirs.

Is that central or

mountain time?

I just can't figure out why they

can't stay in our world?

What keeps sending them

back each time?

Maybe they have part-time

jobs as telemarketers.

That would explain why they're

so pissed off all the time.

Sinbad, come on.

Be serious. I'm trying to

save your life here.

And my life. Nick's life.

- I appreciate it. I really do.

- I'm scared

that your sword isn't

gonna save you this time.

I'm not.

- This isn't paranoid or delusional.

- Oh my gosh.

What is it gonna take to convince you

that these women maybe supernatural?

Sinbad?

SINBAD! SINBAD!

Oh my God! Sinbad!

- Ooh!

- It finally happened.

David Duchovny turned me

into a dolphin.

It's Dionysus, you idiot!

And quit making fun of me!

I'm okay.

Thanks for asking.

How you ever been with

a Merman, girl?

You want to go to Atlantis?

Right under the sea.

Are we gonna celebrate this

ship's inaugural trip or what?

And may I point out how long this

trip is since some of us can't fly?

Sinbad.

What kinda of adventure do

you got me going on?

Your last one.

Before you settle down and

become and old man.

And you will get back to Mexico,

give Daphne a proper proposal,

and become and old man.

I promise.

That ain't for you.

Nick wasn't kidding.

He really does love that girl.

Do you want to get married?

Are you proposing?

No.

Eww. I'm asking in general.

It's not really my style.

Yeah. I didn't think I

liked tradition either.

I think I'm staring to

change my mind.

About a lot of thing actually.

Like the Furies.

Even though they scare me, I

feel strangely comforted by

the fact that magic and

myth could be real.

Why?

The Ancient World was a

madhouse.

And you prefer that over the

mindless chaos of the modern world?

I mean, at least back then, you could

appease a god by making a sacrifice to it.

Sinbad! Come

join the party!

It would be rude to not go up

and have a couple brewskis.

Cheers.

"Party on!"

"Excellent!"

Maybe they overslept.

Did you get any sleep at all?

Nope.

Man.

I thought for sure I'd

figured it out.

Maybe they can't

manifest in water?

And can only crawl out of the earth

from where their blood was first spilt?

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