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- I don't need your help. - Of course not.
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You're the son of Zeus.
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But we have orders.
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Gentlemen, may our journey be long,
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filled with agony and torment...
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and may we all complain about it bitterly as old men.
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- So what should we bring? - Bring everything.
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What makes you think the witches will tell us anything?
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Oh, they'll tell us, or I'll kill them too.
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- What is this? - Just leave it.
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Don't leave us to the mercy of the gods! please.
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Don't go. Please stay!