Percy Jackson and the Olympians

You didn't have the dream?

- - About Grover?

About camp.

This is hero camp?

Tyson's been living with us.

If the tree falls, the barrier falls,

and camp will be open to any attack.

To every attack!

Tyson, no!

Does camp still stand?

Camp stands strong.

And you are?

King Tantalus of Anatolia.

What is that?

He's your brother.

Thalia, Luke poisoned her.

How could he do this?

'Cause he's not Luke anymore. He serves Kronos now.

We need a quest to heal Thalia's tree.

- Heal the tree? -

Look, we don't have a lot of time.

- How did you get here? - Polyphemus.

That's what Luke's team was after.

The Golden Fleece.

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

I'm coming to get you. Tell me exactly where this cave is.

Thirty, thirty-one, seventy-five, twelve.

I know how to save camp.

- -

How long do you think we got before they get through?

Could be a day, could be a week.

Stymphalian birds can sense the border's failing.

That's why they're gathering.

- - So, they're monsters.

With, like, acid bird poop or something?

Razor sharp beaks. Can we focus?

Yeah.

Are you sure you're okay to do this?

Yeah, what's there to worry about?

Remember, Tantalus is still bound by camp rules.

If he threatens you, Article five sub...

Subsection three. I know.

It's a good plan and I give great distraction.

Trust me.

- Percy. - Annabeth.

Getting in trouble is like breathing for me, okay?

I got this.

Good.

'Cause you've just been made.

That's our cue. Find Chiron.

Happy hunting.

For Grover.

For Grover.

I'll just be here.

Awaiting punishment.

Hey.

- - What?

Percy Jackson, my lord.

Out of his cabin.

Oh Iris,

Goddess of the Rainbow…

Accept my offering.

Chiron.

Annabeth.

Chiron! Where are you?

- Look out! - Well, I'm… in Miami.

- Whoo! - Visiting relatives.

And I'm strictly forbidden...

From contacting campers.

But you didn't. I contacted you.

Clever as ever.

What happened to my office?

Wait, so these things actually let you fly?

Is that legal?

I mean, helps balance on turns and…

Can give you a little lift when you jump.

Hey, Chris.

Think you could jump this?

Don't worry.

You'll never get close enough to find out.

You don't think I can catch you?

Because I can be very persistent when I mark my prey.

Cool.

Can you back up a little?

Shut up, Jackson. Aren't you supposed to be in lockdown?

Indeed he is.

Tantalus. Just in time. Listen, you're gonna love this.

I found a way to save camp from destruction.

All we have to do

is heal Thalia's tree before the barrier fails completely.

Zeus took away my ability to eat, not hear.

So, why don't we lower our voice

while we still have the gift of speech?

I know how to fix the barrier.

The Golden Fleece?

But it's been lost for ages.

In the Sea of Monsters, no less.

One wouldn't even know where to begin to...

Thirty degrees, thirty-one minutes north.

Seventy-five degrees, twelve minutes west.

Percy learned the exact coordinates in a dream.

Percy…

Thirty, thirty-one, seventy-five, twelve.

That's right off the coast of Florida, near the Bermuda Triangle.

Yes, no, I'm aware of numbers. I have some, too.

Uh, such as ninety.

That's how many days there are left in summer,

and it's also the amount of days you have left under house arrest

- since you broke camp... - Camp rules?

Thank you for bringing that up, actually.

Article five, subsection three.

"Any demigods serving detention will be granted leave"

"in order to participate in camp-wide activities."

Like the chariot race.

Listen,

we need a quest to get the Fleece,

but Tantalus won't authorize it.

We think he's got an agenda.

Annabeth, stop. Please.

I fear there's something far greater at stake here.

Greater than rescuing Grover?

Greater than saving camp?

The Great Prophecy

is known to a select few.

Myself, the Oracle,

Council of Olympus.

The Great Prophecy?

I will tell you now why you must indeed

find a way to quest for the Golden Fleece,

and why Percy Jackson may not,

under any circumstances, join you on that quest.

What?

You think you're very smart, don't you?

- Not really, no. - Well, neither do I.

In fact, I'm going to be betting on that.

And when you fall under a chariot wheel

or get impaled by a spear,

I am going to collect.

Kronos is behind the poisoning of the tree,

and Kronos does nothing by chance.

That means he wanted this quest to happen.

We can't allow Percy to fall into his trap.

What am I supposed to tell Percy?

I can't lie to him.

Chiron…

I can't.

I'm sorry, Annabeth.

Not only can you not tell him…

He can't know

there's something he can't know.

- -

Hey.

Did you get in touch with Chiron? What'd he say?

He says I have to win the chariot race tomorrow.

He did?

The victor is granted a boon from the gods.

Boon?

A boon, you know, a reward, favor, or a prize.

Yeah, okay, boon, yeah.

When I win, I'll ask for a quest for the Golden Fleece.

You mean when we win?

Your mom invented the chariot and my dad created horses.

We ride together, we're unbeatable.

Which is why we should race separately.

This isn't about Tyson, is it?

Because I couldn't talk last night?

He just feels totally alone.

I'm just trying to do the right thing.

I don't care about Tyson.

This is just about doubling our chances to win.

And whoever does

picks the other to go on the quest.

Race is tomorrow.

Better get prepped.

Boon.

Boon.

Hey, Tyson.

Percy. Did you save camp?

Working on it.

I wrote Sally a letter. You should write one too.

What?

What'd you say?

Just that we made it to camp.

To let her know.