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Wow. What a day. First that restaurant by the bay. And then that, that play, that, that, that Oedipus thing. Man! I thought I had problems.
But, Father, I've defeated every single monster I've come up against. I-I'm... I'm the most famous person in all of Greece. I'm... I-I'm an action figure!
He comes on with his big, innocent farm boy routine, but I could see through that in a Peloponnesian minute.
You know how men are. They think "No" means "Yes" and "Get lost" means "Take me. I'm yours."
Thanks for everything, Herc. It's been a real slice.
Bye-bye, Wonderboy.
I'm a big tough girl. I tie my own sandals and everything.
Megara. My friends call me Meg. At least they would if I had any friends. So did they give you a name along with all those rippling pectorals?
I'll be fine. Just get me down before I ruin the upholstery.
Let's see. What could be behind curtain number one?
It's all right. The sea of raging hormones has ebbed.
Everyone in Greece thinks you're the greatest thing since they put the pocket in pita.
I thought I smelt a rat.
Speak of the devil.
How sentimental. You know, I haven't been this choked up since I got a hunk of moussaka caught in my throat!
It's a small underworld, after all, huh?
Zeusy, I'm home!
You are correct, thir!
So is this an audience or a mosaic?
Memo to me, memo to me: maim you after my meeting.
He's gotta have a weakness, because everybody's got a weakness. I mean, for what? Pandora, it was the box thing. For the Trojans, hey. They bet on the wrong horse, okay?
Uh, guys? Olympus would be that way.
I'm about to rearrange the cosmos, and the one schlemiel who can louse it up is WALTZING AROUND IN THE WOODS!!!
Alright, so here's the trade-off. You give up your strength for about 24 hours-- Okay, say the next 24 hours, [fast] and-Meg-here-is-as-free-as-a-bird-and-safe-from-harm,-you-dance,-you-kiss,-you-schmooze,-you carry-on,-we-go-home-happy...-Whaddaya-say?-Come-on.
I've got 24 hours to get rid of this bozo, or the entire scheme I've been setting up for eighteen years goes up in smoke, and you...are wearing...His...MERCHANDISE!!!
Meg, Meg, Meg, my sweet, deluded little minion. Aren't we forgetting one teensy-weensy but ever-so-crucial little tiny detail? I OWN YOU!!
Guys, get your titanic rears in gear and kick some Olympian butt!
Gotta blaze. I have a whole cosmos out there waiting for me... with, hey, my name on it.
Whoa! Is my hair out?
Game, Set, Match.
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