OLYMPUS

In the Lobby, Phil is writing on the walls.

Sora: Um...
Phil: Good timing.
        Give me a hand, will ya?
        Move that pedestal over there for me.
        I've gotta spruce this place up for the games.

Sora tries to push the pedestal.

Sora, thinking: It weighs a ton!

Sora goes back to talk to Phil.

Sora: It's way too heavy!
Phil: What? Too heavy?
        Since when have you been such a little--

He looks down and sees Sora.

Phil: Oh. Wrong guy.
        What're you doing here?
        This here is the world famous Coliseum--
        heroes only!
        And I got my hands full preparing for the games.
        So run along, pip-squeaks.
        Look, it's like this.
        Heroes are coming from all over to fight ferocious monsters
        right here in the Coliseum.
Donald: You've got heroes standing right in front of you.
Goofy: Yup. He's a real hero chosen by the Keyblade!
Donald: And we're heroes, too.
Phil: Hero? That runt? Sora: What's so funny?
          I've fought a bunch of monsters!
Phil: Hey, if you can't even move this...
        you can't call yourself...
        a hero!
        Okay, so it takes more than brawn.
        Well, well, let's see what you can do.

After the trials.

Phil: You know, you ain't bad kid.
Sora: Looks like I'm headed for the games.
Phil: Afraid not.
Sora: Why not?
Phil: Two words:
        You guys ain't heroes.
Sora: Come on!

Walk out of the Lobby, and Hades will appear.

Hades: Rather a stubborn old goat, wouldn't you say?
Donald: Who are you?
Hades: Whoa, hold on there, fuzz boy.
              Wait let me guess.
              You want to enter the games, right?
              Well, then, hey, get a load of this.
Sora: A pass?
Hades: It's all yours. Good luck, kid.
              I'm pulling for you, little shorty.

Back inside the Lobby.

Phil: Hey, how'd you get this?
Sora: Can we enter the games now?
Phil: Well... I guess so. We start with the preliminaries!

After match 1.

Phil: You're no heroes yet, but you ain't doing bad.
        Lucky you came to me for coaching.

Cloud appears and walks by the group. He particularly stares at Sora and Sora stares back.

Phil: Something tells me he'll be a tough one to beat.
        Who knows, maybe you'll end up facing him.

After match 3.

Phil: Say, you're better than I thought, kid!
        Wish he was here to see this.
Sora: Who?
Phil: Hercules. He's a hero if ever there was one. Too bad he's off visitng his father.

After match 5.

Hades: That little punk is your next opponent, okay?
              Now don't blow it.
              Just take him out.
Cloud: The great god of the Underworld is afraid of a kid?
             Sorry, but my contract says--
Hades: I know! You think I don't know?
              I wrote the contract!
              I know it says you're only required to kill Hercules in
              this tournament.
              But you've gotta fight that kid to get to him.
              Come on.
              Hey, it's like that old goat says:
              Rule 11: It's all just a game, so let loose and have fun with it!
              I mean a casualty or two along the way's no big deal, right?

Cloud walks off.

Hades: Geez. Stiffer than the stiffs back home.
              Still, suckers like him are hard to come by...

After battle with Cloud. Cereberus appears.

Hades: Oh, right, there was one other rule I forgot:
              Accidents happen.
Phil: Herc!
Hercules: Phil, get them out of here!

In the Lobby.

Phil: Whew, that was close!
        That was Cerberus, the guardian of the Underworld.
        Herc should be able to handle him.
        But then again, maybe not...
        This doens't look good.
        Kid, you're not entering the arena, are ya?
        This ain't just some match.
        This is for real!
Sora: I'm not afraid.
          You can decide if I'm hero material or not.
Phil: Be careful, kid!

In the arena, Hercules is being pushed back while holding Cloud.

Phil: Kid, I got two words of advice for you:
        Attack!

After defeating Cerberus.

Phil: Thus, I do hereby dub thee junior heroes,
        and confer upon thee full rights and privileges to participate in the games.
        Further--
Donald: Hey! What do you mean "junior heros"?
Phil: You rookies still don't understand what it takes to be a real hero.
Goofy: So, what does it take?
Hercules: Well, that's just something you'll have to
                    find out for yourselves.
                    Just the way I did.
Sora: No problem. We'll start by proving ourselves in the games.
Phil: There ain't gonna be any gaems for a while.
        Gotta clean up the mess from that last battle first.
Sora: Okay, we'll be back.
Phil: I still can't believe that squirt actually beat Cerberus.
Hercules: Just between us, I'd already worn Cerberus down by the time the little guy jumped in.
Phil: My lips are sealed.

At the entrance you meet Cloud.

Sora: Hey, are you all right?
Cloud: Yeah.
Sora: So why did you go along with him, anyways?
Could: I'm looking for someone.
              Hades promised to help.
              I tried to exploit the power of darkness, but it backfired.
              I fell into darkness, and I couldn't find the light.
Sora: You'll find it.
          I'm searching too.
Cloud: For your light?
              Don't lose sight of it.
Sora: How about a rematch sometime? Fair and square, no dark powers involved.
Cloud: I think I'll pass.

Upon exiting the Coliseum.

Hades: He's strong, he's kind.
              He's always there for you, and he's handsome to boot.
              He's perfect. Perfect. Perfectly infuriating! He makes me crazy.
              Wait a minute.
              What are you worried about?
              All the pieces are in place. Relax.
              Here's what you do.
              Let Hercules train the kid.
              In the next games, I'll take care of them both.

Maleficent appears.

Hades: Who invited you to the party?
              Stay out of this. This is my show.
Maleficent: As you wish. Fight to your heart's content.

End: Coliseum-Preliminaries.

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