- [Hercules and Adonis have found the Garden at the Edge of the World; they fly on Pegasus' back]
- Adonis: Who is he?
- Hercules: Atlas, the titan who's cursed to forever hold up the sky.
- Adonis: I never realised there were so many curses till I had one myself.
- Atlas: Say, fellas, uh, help a titan out?
- Hercules: Heh-heh, sorry!
- [whispering to Adonis]
- Hercules: Just be careful. He tries to trick people into holding it for him all the time.
- Atlas: Trick people? Listen, buddy, holding up the sky is an honour the gods bestowed upon me! I'm *proud* of it! It's just I've got this itch between my shoulder blades. If you could hold it for a sec or two...
- Hercules: [scoffs] Nice try!
- [they fly away]
- Atlas: Wait, no! Guys! It's been 3,000 years since my last potty break!
- [gasps and moans]
- [Hercules is about to pick one of the Golden Apples]
- Adonis: Hercules, wait!
- Hercules: What now?
- Adonis: This is kind of an interesting question. As a demigod, which half of you is more godish? The left or the right?
- Hercules: Doesn't work that way! Why?
- Adonis: Oh, just idle curiosity.
- [Hercules scoffs, touches an apple and gets electrocuted; he lets go of the apple, falls onto Pegasus, who kicks him backwards, knocking him out]
- Adonis: Uh, Hercules? Chum, try your left hand.
- [fade to black; new scene, Adonis pokes an unconcious Hercules with a stick]
- Adonis: Hercules, wake up!
- Hercules: [groans] Uh? What smote me?
- Adonis: What smote you? Well, wait till you hear. There's a funny thing Nereus mentioned, and I guess I forgot to pass it on. Only a god can pick the Golden Apples.
- Hercules: [furiously] You *forgot*?
- Adonis: I-I thought your demigod thing would be enough to pull it off. It was a calculated risk.
- Hercules: *You* calculated, and *I* took the risk!
- Hercules: Where can we find the Golden Apples?
- Nereus: You have to go to the garden at the edge of the world.
- Hercules: The edge of the world? That's kind of far.
- Nereus: Well, then, you'd better stop *lolly gagging*!
- Hercules: Oh, ah, OK. Thanks, Mr. Nereus. Come on, Adonis, let's go.
- Nereus: [whispers] Lot of good it'll do ya, mortal.
- Adonis: Pardon me?
- Nereus: I said, lot of good it'll do ya, mortal! No mere man can pick the Golden Apples!
- Adonis: Well, good news there. I am no mere man. I am a prince!
- Nereus: [sarcastically] Well, whoop-dee-doo! You'll be a *dead* prince if you try to pick 'em! Only a god can do that.
- Adonis: Really?
- [looks at Hercules]
- Adonis: What about... demigods?
- Nereus: Hmm.
- [shakes his head]
- Nereus: I don't know.
- [shrugs]
- Nereus: Never come up.
- Hercules: Come on, Adonis!