Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I am a poet and a playwright. And you?
-l see nothing. -Over there!
Perseus, prince and heir to the kingdom of Argos.
-l wonder that any man would even try. -Andromeda is very beautiful.
-Slow, slow. -Pegasus.
What if courage and imagination became everyday mortal qualities?
-l don't understand. -These are strange times, my friend.
My son needs more than an actor's cloak and a wooden sword!
A divine gift should never be questioned...
But for now, there is sufficient cowardice, sloth...
Hello, my wet friend.
He was a suitor for the Princess Andromeda.
Magical!
I promise you.
Yes.
-A sword, eh? -Yes.
Mark me, Perseus.
Show me how to punish Perseus for this blasphemy!
And to make certain no stone stands, that no creature crawls...
Even if we, the gods, are abandoned or forgotten...
As I bind their hands with this silken thread...
...and her son, Perseus, to the sea!
But you have touched the eye. As it has the power to give sight...
Tell me, what can it be?
...locked behind iron doors.
Show pity, Calibos.
And if he's still alive...
Justice or Revenge? When you agree to an Oprah interview
-His name is Bubo. -Do you understand all those noises?
One from the earth, deep under the ground.
...Andromeda must be taken to the Sacrificial Rock by the sea...
Who are you?
Or to you, Athena, ever wise and full of care.
We would no longer be needed.
The death of a girl and her child?
Give it to him. lt is my wish.
One of you has it!
I still don't understand.