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That's what Luke's team was after.

The Golden Fleece.

Percy, you gotta get me out of here.
You gotta find me.

How did you get here?

Sea monster. But it's all
part of his system. His trap.

- Who's "he"?
- Polyphemus.

The dress keeps me safe.
I convinced Polyphemus

it's bad luck to see the bride
before the wedding day,

which is next week.

Soon we enter
the Sea of Monsters

and face the three trials.

The trial of choice,
the Sirens' song,

and finally Polyphemus,

the Cyclops
who guards our prize.

Heroes slay monsters,
they don't run from them.

- Small choices.
- That didn't feel small.

Hello?

Don't go out there.

I haven't had time
to make a full scout.

You're...

Where are we?

You tell me.

I woke up 15 minutes
before you did.

I don't know if we're at sea,

or if this is another big ship,
or what.

I'm glad to see that you're awake

and refreshed.

You need more time.

I apologize.

I'm Hylla, your concierge.

I'll be right outside

with some cucumber water
when you're ready.

Wait! Where's Tyson?

And Clarisse?
And the rest of our crew?

Oh. I see.

I'm so sorry, but...

our fishermen found you
floating on a raft.

I'm afraid you were
the only survivors.

Take all the time that you need.

I promised my mom
I'd take care of him.

He could still be alive.

He survived that bomb.
He's fireproof.

He's a son of Poseidon.
He could still be alive.

- So could Clarisse.
- We lost...

everything.

Stay here.
I'm gonna go scout ahead.

Annabeth!

Welcome to CC's Island Resort
and Spa.

Island? What is this?

Sanctuary. The only sanctuary
in the Sea of Monsters.

We provide rest and relaxation
to get heroes back on track.

Now, are there any allergies
or food sensitivities

that we should be aware of?

- Stavros!
- Ready.

Sorry about that.

I guess Stavros is eager
to get back to his quest.

What quest?

Every guest is on a quest.

Excuse me a moment.
That doesn't happen very often.

What doesn't?

The Sirens.

CC, our new arrivals.

Son of Poseidon,
daughter of Athena.

I know you've experienced
great loss.

I am so sorry.

Look, I don't mean to be...

- Impatient.
- Noted.

I don't think that's
your fatal flaw, though.

I'm-- I'm sensing
something deeper.

And it's hard to see
past your grief right now.

But I think after some rest,
we'll be able to help you

figure out
what's wrong with you.

Thank you?

Oh.

There goes Stavros.

He's not ready.

Come on.
Think positive, remember?

What's out there?
I don't see them.

You can look.
But I warn you, it's not pretty.

The Sirens' song
is a deadly test

which few heroes can pass.

I do my best
to help them escape the island,

but not everyone is patient.

No. No! Oh!

Almost. Alm

I warned him.

What do they sound like?

Well, the song
is different for each hero.

The Sirens peer
into your soul...

to see your fatal flaw,
and then use that against you.

To trap you in an illusion
of your own making.

You're safe here
and you can stay as long as you like.

What was his fatal flaw?

Bravery. Stavros thought that
my training was for cowards.

But it takes bravery
to look inward

and confront your true self.

That is how we sail
past the Sirens.

Or use wax. Like Odysseus.

Right.

His crew plugged
their ears with wax

so they couldn't hear the song.

Sigh.
You're Homer fans, I take it.

That man has gotten
more demigods killed...

It wasn't ordinary beeswax.

It was from Aristaeus's
personal hive.

Right, that guy.

Aristaeus is the god
of beekeeping.

Excessive reliance
on self-knowledge.

Noted.

It's no judgment.
It's normal for Athena kids.

But I'd keep an eye on it,

because the Sirens will use

your greatest weakness
against you.

But if you do the work
to identify, confront,

and suppress your fatal flaw,

you will sail past the Sirens
like these heroes.

The six who passed.

How long does the training take?

Well, that depends
entirely on you.

There has to be another way.

We washed ashore on the other
side of this island, right?

Maybe if we sail out that way.

The Sea of Monsters
doesn't work like that.

There is no getting around
the Sirens,

but I will do my best
to help you pass them.

Just be warned.

There are no shortcuts.

No way.

D-- No, don't!

Dinner!

Mm. Haven't had
demigod in long, long time.

Demigod, eh?

Needs nutmeg.

I go get.

Hey, who are you?

Get me...

...down.

Clarisse,
what are you doing here?

How'd you get here?
Is Percy with you?

Grover, are you gonna help?

- What are you doing?
- What does it look like?

Rescuing myself.

Nice dress.

What's--
What's happening at camp?

Where's Percy?
Is he on the island?

Is Annabeth here too?
What are you doing?

Making a weapon.
Setting an ambush.

Clarisse, please.

You don't know Polyphemus.
You can't beat him.

Percy is dead.

And Annabeth.

I'm sorry.

But no one is coming to help us,

and I am not going down
without a fight.

No.

No, you're wrong.

Percy and Annabeth
are still alive.

They're not on this island,
but I can sense them.

See, I've got this empathy link
with Percy.

Cool! How does that help us now?

Well, I find that
when things go wrong,

hope can be a powerful tool.

I mean, I've been trapped
in this cave for days,

but that didn't stop me
from plotting escape.

Problem was, my plan needed
at least one other person and...

A lot more rope,

which I didn't have
until about five minutes ago.

All I had was hope.

What are you yapping about?

The other way out of here.

No one at camp
needs to know about this.

I don't even know
what you're talking about.

Hey, guys.
Don't mind the critters.

They're just here
for emotional support.

Have you ever held a chinchilla?

We're set, thanks.
Kind of in a rush.

Our friend really needs
our help right now.

Well, we can't rush the process.

But let's try.

Nice trick.

That was magic. Real magic.

And these animals?

I think I just figured out
who you really are.

You mean Circe?
Because I'm not trying to hide.

Circe the witch?

Sorceress.

Most powerful sorceress.
Turned Odysseus's men into pigs.

Ugh, am I ever gonna
live that down?

The pigs thing was the old me.

I've worked through my anger.
I have come so far.

I'm not a monster.

I'm not a god, or a demigod.

I am banished here,

and I make the best of it
by helping people,

and I do have other heroes
to help, so let's...

Most people don't like to look
at their true reflection,

but if we don't identify
what your fatal flaw is,

we can't begin the real work.

What's yours?

Empathy.

I literally can't help
helping people,

even when they hurt me.

I've been through
evaluations before.

I'll get this over with.

Percy. Did you save camp?

I think we'll get
good sleep here.

We're best friends
and we're bros.

Percy, don't leave.

I have to.
You'll be safe here, okay?

I promise.

He is not a threat.
He's with me!

Percy!

We're all getting
out of here together.

Percy, no!

Percy, stand up. I mean it.

It's okay. I'm okay.

'Cause you
and Annabeth were in trouble.

And a real hero
stands up for others.

Percy!

Your fatal flaw is very rare

and very dangerous.

You always put
your friends first, don't you?

How is that a bad thing?

To save a friend, you might
be forced to do great evil.

To save a friend,
you might sacrifice a quest.

Your soul.

You might even sacrifice...

the world.

That's actually
a sign of growth.

- Percy, wait!
- You were right.

You guys should be afraid of me
because that lady's right.

- No!
- Yes, she is. I saw it.

I can see it now.

Tyson is dead. Grover is lost.

So if I had to choose between
saving you or saving Olympus...

Annabeth...

I'd burn it all down.

Just like Luke said
Thalia would.

If you're talking about
the Great Prophecy,

that's three years away.

We need to get past the Sirens
and save Grover now.

You're not hearing me.
What if we get there

and I have to choose between
saving Grover and saving camp?

Or saving Grover and saving you?

My flaw isn't just fatal to me.

Look, stop. It's okay.

What if I'm more human
than demigod?

That's what you were
worried about.

What you said in the ironclad.
Human choices.

That's me.

That's all I am.

I haven't spent enough time
in your world to change that.

And this was never my quest.

I'm a danger to it.

Yadira says hurry up.
She can't hold you forever.

- Yadira?
- The tree.

She's a Cuban oak, very sassy.

And sensitive.
So keep climbing.

You're even weirder
than I remember.

Clarisse! Clarisse?

Okay. Okay.

Wow! Back so soon?

Wait!

Where's demigod thief?

Oh, Poly. It was awful.

She cut herself down
and escaped through the top.

You no Cyclops.

You tricked me!

N-- No! Poly, I would never...

Pomegranate juice?

No, thank you. I...

don't think I should be
around liquid at the moment.

Don't get discouraged.
You can't rush the process.

Hey, uh, Zadie?

How'd they make it through?

Now, see? That's more like it.

I'm not asking for me.

My friend needs to get past
the Sirens. I want to help her.

Well, rumor around the sauna
is that you two are on a quest

to the Island of Polyphemus.

Me, I'm after a pearl
called the Tear of Aphrodite,

supposedly deep
in the Sea of Monsters.

You're a demigod?

Oh, we're all demigods here,
hun. And we're all on quests.

How long have you been here?
If you don't mind me asking.

Oh, I don't like
to dwell on that.

It can make you lose hope.

I remember I was about
to give up when Mei-Lin here

sailed right past the Sirens.

Oh, 50 years.

It still gives me chills.

And then,
just when I was starting

to get discouraged again,

old Chrisopoulos goes
and shows us how it's done.

So every time
you're about to lose hope...

a hero makes it
past the Sirens.

Well, miracles happen.

Right?

Yeah.

Come in.

Sorry for running out earlier.

Well, don't apologize.

Confronting our true selves,
our pain, our past,

can be scarier than any monster.

I know from experience.

I know.

My mom told me your story.

How you help travelers.

And how they always
leave you behind.

Treat you like an obstacle
they have to pass.

For someone whose fatal flaw
is helping people,

that's gotta hurt.

You're a kind soul.

I just remember
what it was like

to not have any friends.

So I get why
you want to keep people here.

I don't know
what your mom told you,

but I'm the only one cursed
to remain on this island.

Everyone else is free to leave
whenever they want.

But most don't.

Instead, they keep training for
a program they can never pass.

There are six champions
that would say otherwise.

'Cause you helped 'em cheat.

I can't prove it,

but my guess is that
you kept some wax

to help a few heroes
pass the Sirens,

which gives everyone else here
just enough hope

to keep on your program.

For as long as it takes.

I help heroes, Percy.

That's all I do.

I believe you believe that.

You know,
when I first got here,

the solitude...
...was brutal.

But then one day,
a ship washed up on the shore,

and suddenly I had community.

You know, I fed them,
took care of them,

gave them...

everything.

And then as soon as they got
what they wanted,

they left and never looked back.

And then it happened again
with another ship.

And another.

And another.

Because heroes only love you
as long as they need you.

I won't tell anyone your secret.

If I help you pass the Sirens?

If you help Annabeth.

Fine.

I accept your offer
to keep my secret.

This is a setback for me.
I am not proud of it.

But if folks see Annabeth
pass the Sirens

without taking so much
as one class, well,

the whole litter might just
up and follow her to their doom.

I have heroes to help.

Welcome aboard, lad.

The name's Edward.

Settle in...

...for good.

Grover?

Clarisse, in here.

Grover? Where's the Cyclops?

Out looking for you.

There-- There should be a key

somewhere in the pile of junk
to your left.

We don't have a lot of time.

What's the point anyway?

This is where she told me
it ends, so it's...

It's over.

Who? Annabeth?

What? No, the Oracle.

Wh-- What did she say?
That could help us.

She told me I'd fly
to my final resting place...

a tomb of stone.

It's the end I deserve.

I made a promise...

to my soldiers that I would
never let another warrior fall

on the battlefield
if I could prevent it.

Father, forgive me. I failed.

Don't talk like that.

Your father is merciful.
He cares for you.

Ares?

Merciful?

I wish to thank you both.

No!

No, no!

Some prophecy may prove useful

if your allies show.

You both shall make fine bait.

When did I know?

From the beginning, I played
the poor dumb beast for you.

He may be half-blind, but...

Polyphemus can smell.

Polyphemus can hear.

Polyphemus can listen

while the deceptive satyr shares
dreams with his friend, Percy.

And talks in his sleep.

Oh, hey.
It's nice to see you back.

I'm actually about to leave.
I was just looking for Percy.

Someone said he came in here.

Annabeth, you're free to go
whenever you want,

but without even knowing
what your fatal flaw is,

- the chances of you getting--
- Pride.

My fatal flaw is pride.

It was on my first progress
report at Camp Half-Blood.

And you know what?
I was proud of it.

Daughter of Athena,
I should have known.

Always vying
for mother's attention

while pretending
that you're not.

You think she'll be
more disappointed that you died

or that you failed?

I'm not gonna die
'cause I'm not gonna fail.

I got Zadie to loan me her boat.

And she's agreed to help
tie Percy and I to the mast,

which is how Odysseus got past the Sirens
without plugging up his ears.

Gotcha. I just...
I don't want to poke holes.

But who's going to steer
the boat?

Look.

Rope and pulley system

tied to a steering stick
we lock into place.

My dagger is attached
to this winch,

which rotates on a timer.

And once we get past the Sirens,
the blade cuts us loose.

Clever.

I hope it's clever enough.

Annabeth?

What's the matter?

I, um...

I guess I'm worried
you're right.

That it's not gonna work.

I think I am more afraid
of failing my mother than dying.

Kiddo...

...you're talking
to someone who gets it.

My mother invented magic.

Yeah, I've only seen Athena
a couple times in my life.

I thought I was okay with that.

Until I met Percy.

His mom was always
there for him.

Sometimes I wonder
what that would be like.

Sometimes it makes me angry.

But what makes me
even more angry,

is the thought of someone
trying to take him from her.

Wait!

What on earth?

Oh, my back.

A little help here!

After her, you lot!

Come on, lads!
Get the witch.

Out of my way!

You okay?

Yeah.

Oh, hold on.
I saw where she keeps it.

Wax. You're gonna need it.

Take your share, Percy.
Much obliged.

Eddie?

Call me Blackbeard.

Here, let's put in CC's wax
before we get too close.

Oh, no.

What?

It's barely enough
for one of us.

No!

You take the wax,
I'll take the mast.

Hurry!

Yep, that's tight enough.

Okay, so--

What do we do now?

Cut me loose!

Annabeth,
the Sirens are just ahead.

Annabeth!

No.

Don't do this.
Untie me. Please, let me help.

I can do this.

Don't... Don't believe anything
you see or anything you hear.

Just... just untie me, please?
Please help me.

Listen to me, Annabeth!
Annabeth!

Just untie me, please.
Please! Annabeth!

♪ Oh... ♪

♪ Golly
The road's getting bumpy ♪

♪ 'Cause I got me some friends
who just... ♪

Knock it off, Grover.

Guys, g-- g-- Come on!

It's just us here.
Let's just talk.

Yeah, we tried that.
Didn't go very well.

This is different.
This is neutral ground.

Annabeth, no!

Let's talk.
Everybody's safe here.

Besides, there's too much

between all of us
not to give peace a chance.

Annabeth!

Annabeth?

Could use a little wisdom here.

You want some words of wisdom?

Mother.

I've never seen anyone
set a trap for the Sirens.

Until today.

I didn't know you were watching.

I was always watching.

Annabeth! Annabeth!

We passed so many
impossible trials, I thought...

You know,
beat the Sirens, end the war,

bring everyone together,
and then my mother would...

That's pride. That's hubris.

That's human.
You want her to notice you.

She should.

What did you see
when you heard their song?

Just you.

If you weren't on those rocks,
who knows what I would've seen.

I think you...

shielded me.

I think you saved me.

If you stayed at camp,
I'd be Siren chow.

You definitely saved me.

Maybe we both had to be here
to get past them.

Like the one version of fate
that doesn't suck.

Yeah, that's true.

What?

Thirty. Thirty-one.
Seventy-five. Twelve.

We're here.

You don't know Polyphemus.
You can't beat him.

Uh-oh.