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| - |  Hercules turns to Phil.
 
 
|   |  |  | We were tricked, Phil. This whole tournament's a sham.
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|   |  |  | Whaddaya mean, a sham!? |  
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|   |  |  | Look at the entry sheet. |  
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|   |  |  | What? ...Hey, wait a second,
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|   |  |  | there's somethin' written here real small... |  
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|   |  |  | "The winner will receive a free trip to the Underworld."
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|   |  |  | One only you-know-who would think up. |  
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| - |  Hades appears.
 
 
|   |  |  | That's right, Wonderboy! This tournament was a production of yours truly.
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|   |  |  | Of course, I was expecting YOU to enter, but hey, I'm a flexible guy. |  
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|   |  |  | And we'd all die of boredom if things always went according to plan— not that that's a bad thing...
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|   |  |  | So which of you is my champ? |  
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|   |  |  | Neither. Nobody won,
 so you can keep your "prize."
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|   |  |  | I'll go with you. |  
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|   |  |  | Who're you? |  
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|   |  |  | ... Cloud.
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|   |  |  | Wait! You don't know what you're getting yourself into.
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|   |  |  | The Underworld ain't just dark and scary. It's the land of the dead!
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|   |  |  | The Underworld... Seems like his kind of place.
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|   |  |  | Well... Gotta say, I was not expecting a volunteer, but...
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|   |  |  | I don't like this. We have to go after him. |  
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|   |  |  | Don't try and stop me, Phil. |  
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|   |  |  | I'm not. Just listen, I got two words for you:
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|   |  |  | Don't know what to tell ya, kid. But the tournament's definitely canceled.
 Trust me, you don't wanna get involved with a guy like Hades.
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|   |  |  | I'm with him, kiddo! Let's skedaddle!
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|   |  |  | I had a feeling you'd say that. That's why...
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|   |  |  | But be careful. Beyond the gate
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|   |  |  | Bon voyage! |  
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