[growls]
[fizzles, zaps]
[snarls]
[thunder rumbles]
[epic theme playing]
[zaps, snarls]
* *
-[inhales] Ah...
My glorious dragon kingdom.
[growling sigh]
Perk up, Jack. You belong to the Dragon King.
Be proud and drink it up.
-[dragon growling] -[sighs]
But you do have a point, old boy.
My progress has slowed.
Ah-ha! Here they come.
My favorite working-class myrmidons.
Welcome back, boys. Good hunt?
-Eh, well, boss, eh...
-Correct me if I'm wrong,
but you did go dragon trapping, right?
-Yeah. -Then, where are the dragons?
Do I have to hold your hands every step of the way?
-It was those kids again!
-Those kids again.
You blame your failings on some
pimple-popping teenyboppers?
-Yeah. Teenyboppers on dragons!
-Oh, they're on dragons!
Forgot.
-So are you two! -Yeah.
But, they got this book, right, Winston?
-Y-Yeah, yeah! Right! It's like a manual
or-or a dragon instruction book or something.
* *
-A book about dragons, you say?
I'm sure it's full of secrets, weaknesses, tricks of the trade.
-[both gasp] -I'm the King of Dragons!
I should have that book!
And I'm gonna get it, whatever it takes.
* *
-What about... that one?
-What's that cloud look like? -[roars]
Aw, come on. Another dragon?
They can't all look like dragons.
Wait a sec. That one actually does kinda look like a Gronckle.
-[soft laugh] -[purrs, roars]
Ah, this is the best.
Soaring through the open skies, just you and me.
-Not a care in the world. -[ram bleating]
[Pete yelling]
PETE: Why are you such a jerk?!
-[bleating] -Leave me alone! Ah!
-Woo! [laughs]
[screaming]
[bleating]
[bleat]
Top of the morning, jerk sheep.
[bleat]
[laughs] Never gets old, does it?
Ah!
-If you're done playing duck duck sheep,
I've got sensors pinging in the Nature Realm.
-[beeping] -Buzzsaw again?
-Could be, or those two lackeys that work for him.
-[groans] When will those bozos learn
they are no match for Eugene Wong
and the Dragon Swoopers?
-[growls] -Thunder doesn't like that name.
-Well, me and Webs love it. So, there.
[blows raspberry]
-Alright. Game faces on, everyone.
Come on, pal.
[dramatic music]
* *
You sure this is the right place, Alex?
-Weird. A minute ago,
I had sensors going off like crazy.
Maybe just a sensor malfunction?
[squawk]
-Over there!
[squawk]
-Buzzsaw.
-Kinda weird that it's right out in the open like this.
His traps are usually more hidden. Hey, little guy.
Don't worry. We're gonna get you outta there.
[growling, sniffing]
-Uh, D? Something's going on with Plowhorn's nose.
-What is it, girl? -[growls]
[shimmering]
[gasps]
-Got it. -It's an ambush!
-[grunts] -[thudding]
Evasive maneuvers!
* *
-Looks like we got you kiddies caught in a little crossfire!
-Retreat, riders, retreat!
[yelping, gasping]
-Wait! The Hobgobbler!
Ah!
TOM: Whoa!
[grunts]
-[roars] -Thunder!
-Gotcha!
[laughter]
-[snarling] -Blast 'em!
-[fizzling] -Uh, uh, uh.
I wouldn't do that if I were you, Tommy.
That little dart in the lightning bird's side
-is coated in poison. -[snarls]
TOM: Oh, no.
-Nice try, but too late.
The good news is I have the antidote.
But you'll never get it if you blow us to smithereens.
But, being the generous Dragon King that I am,
I'm willing to give you the antidote.
For a price.
-What do you want?
-Your book with all the dragon stuff in it.
-I--[sighs] I can't give you that.
-Not even to save the life of your dragon?
Some friend you got there.
-No! I mean I can't give it to you
because I don't have it with me.
It's over a thousand years old.
I don't just bring it everywhere.
[weak growl, snarl]
-Okay. Okay. I got you. -[groans]
-What kind of monster poisons dragons?
-The rich kind. You see,
I have a lavish lifestyle to maintain.
-He doeshave a sophisticated palate.
-[groans] -Just give me the antidote.
-You're in no position to make demands,
middle schooler.
You have until sundown to give me the book.
Look for the smoke in the Ice Realm.
We'll make the exchange there.
The antidote for the dragon book.
[snarls]
And come alone. I don't want any funny business.
I'd hate to see your electric skunk short out for good.
[laughing]
[weak growl]
* *
-What do we do? -Get him on the gurney.
We need to take his vitals.
* *
-Eugene, keep the Hobgobbler entertained.
[sad growl]
[chirping]
-Sit. And try not to drool on anything.
[quiet growl]
-[shivers] -Hang in there, Thunder.
[weak growling]
[beeping]
TOM: What's it say?
D'ANGELO: Pulse is a little irregular.
Temperature seems low.
First step in triage is to dress the wound.
Stick with me, Thunder. I'm gonna get you through this.
[growls]
-Will that ointment help? -Not for the poison.
We need something else.
Maybe the Speed Stinger anti-venom!
Your mom and the Gonzalezes helped develop it.
Okay, Thunder. Under the tongue.
[sniffing, sad purr]
-Well?! -Give it a minute, Tom.
-I can't believe Buzzsaw would do this
over the dragon book.
-Have you looked him in the eyes?
Nothing he does surprises me.
And just think how much stronger he'll be with that book.
-Alex is right. Even if he can't read it,
a picture can be worth a thousand words.
-If this anti-venom works,
we won't have to give Buzzsaw the dragon book.
-Right, Thunder? -[purrs]
[weak roar]
-I don't think it's working, D.
[weak snarl]
[dramatic music]
-Not getting any better?
It's too bad we don't have some sort of dragon medical book.
That sure would come in handy right about now.
-Watch his vitals! -Be right back!
-Uh, what'd I say? -[chirps]
* *
-Nightlights, Nightlights, Nightlights...
-Here it is! -What's it say? Anything?
-No. Nothing about poison.
-There's gotta be some way. Something I'm missing.
If I can just figure it out, we won't have to--
-D, I-I know you're really smart about this stuff,
but Thunder is running out of time.
I have to give Buzzsaw the book.
-I understand. I would do the same thing for Plowhorn.
-Come on. I'll go on Feathers.
I need you to watch Thunder while I'm gone.
* *
-[squawking] -Hey! Stop!
Get away from me! Why am I always being chased?!
-[screaming] -What?
Wasn't Eugene supposed to keep an eye
on the Hobgobbler?
-Eugene is supposed to do a lot of things.
-[snarling] -Hey! Hey! Chill out, Pete.
I got him.
-[squawking] -Come on, little dude.
Let's get you...
-[squawk] -Tom!
-Look! -He was hit, too?
-Yeah, but he seems fine. -[squawk]
-How is that possible?
* *
-[growls] -This doesn't make any sense.
This dart is the same size as Thunder's.
Considering the Hobgobbler's size,
it shouldaffect him much more.
But he's fine.
-He must have the antidote.
Where's the antidote, huh?
-You holding out on us? -[squawk]
-I don't think he has it, Eugene.
-Yeah, well, I don't trust that face.
[squawk]
-Something must have given him immunity.
Let me see the book.
Huh.
These flowers seem to glow,
just like the darts.
-Hobgobblers must eat those flowers.
-If I can find them and feed them to Thunder,
they might cure him!
-Then we wouldn't have to hand over the dragon book.
[snarls]
[weak breathing, growl]
* *
[growls]
-I don't know.
-Give me a chance, Tom. It's not sundown yet.
-I'll go with D. Really? -Me, too.
-Well, I'm not babysitting him. -[squawk]
-[sighs] Okay. But if Thunder starts to get worse,
or if it's taking too much time,
I'm finding Buzzsaw and making the trade.
-Army Rangers' vow. You can trust me. I got this.
-And me. I got this.
-Uh, yeah. Thanks, Eugene.
[weak growling]
* *
-You ever wonder how smart dragons are?
Like, definitely smarter than dogs.
Smarter than some people...
-Smarter than you. -Very funny.
How about dolphins, Webs? Hm?
Are you guys smarter than dolphins?
[snarls]
-How about less talking, more looking?
-It's hard to focus if I'm not talking.
-Wow. You must alwaysbe focused.
-[blows raspberry] -Come on!
Tom is trusting me, us,
to save Thunder's life.
And that depends on finding those flowers.
-Do you even know where you're going?
-Yes. Back to where we found the Hobgobbler.
If those flowers are their food source,
there should be some nearby.
* *
[gasps] Down there!
Webs saw it first! Smarter than a dolphin.
JUN: Glowing flowers, check. Hobgobblers, check.
-Thunder's cure, check.
[rustling]
-Huh? Ah! Nasty!
-No one said there was gonna be slimy things on the mission!
-And yet, here you are. -D'ANGELO: Come on.
We gotta harvest as much as we can.
[shrieks]
-[both gasp] -It's okay, little buddy.
-[squawking] -This is gonna be tricky.
It's trying to protect its food source.
-Okay, well, we need to protect our fingers.
How do we get rid of them?
-Ugh! These two are making this so complicated.
[cracks knuckles] I got this. Watch the master.
-[squawks] -[yelping]
[grunts]
There. Was that so hard?
[tense music]
-Eugene...
-I'm not far from that one, Junebug.
[squawking]
-[screaming] -[roaring]
-That works. -Nice job, Eugene!
-Just hurry! Get the flowers before I'm a hot lunch!
[screaming]
-Jun?
-Sorry. Was kind of enjoying that.
-[screaming] -Okay, I think we're good!
Now, let's get back to Tom and Thunder.
-[screaming] -[dragons snapping]
-Aren't you forgetting somebody?! Ah!
[squawking]
* *
[growls]
-Just hang in there a little longer, pal.
-How is he?
-His breathing is kind of slow.
His skin feels a little clammy.
-And what about you?
-I'm just worried about him.
-They'll be back soon with the flowers.
-You know, Alex, I thought I had a pretty great life
before I got here.
I'd ventured all around the world.
I did exciting things, you know, stuff kids only dream about.
But then I met Thunder.
And none of that other stuff mattered.
He means everything to me, Alex.
I don't know what I'll do if...
if this doesn't turn out okay.
-You know I understand. We all do.
-[roars] -[beeping]
[snarling, coughing]
[growls]
-Thunder!
-[weak growling] -[beeping continues]
[roar, cough]
-[sighs] -[beeping stops]
Oh, that's it. I'm sorry, D'Angelo.
I'm going to get the antidote.
Are you okay with me taking Feathers?
-Of course. Whatever you need.
* *
-Have no fear. Dr. D is here.
-We got the flowers.
-Mostly thanks to me. You're welcome.
-You hear that, pal? You're gonna be okay.
* *
-Guys, look out. Give him some room.
-Here you go, Thunder. Open up.
-Go ahead, pal. It's okay.
-Yeah, that's it. -Just give it a minute.
[sniffing, growl]
[hopeful music]
-[pained growl] -[machine beeping]
-What's happening?
[growls]
-I don't know. -What is that? How bad is he?
-I don't get it.
-Why didn't this work? -[beeping]
I was so sure
it had to do with those flowers!
Why else were they in the dragon book?
-I should've made the trade with Buzzsaw already.
-I never should have waited. -Tom, I-I'm sorry.
-Just hold on, pal.
-I'll be back. -[weak growl]
[dramatic music]
-It's not your fault, D.
-You did everything you could.
-Tom trusted me,
and I let him down.
* *
[sniffling, grunts]
[fire crackling]
-Right on schedule.
I see you brought the book.
Good dragon boy.
-Doing what you're told. -Here.
-Now, give me the antidote.
-Not so fast.
Timing is everything with something like this.
You wouldn't want me to mess it up now, would you?
-[sighs] No.
-I'll never understand
why you care so much
about these flying lizards anyway.
-You're right. You'll never understand.
-But I must say, today, I'm happy you do.
And... [sniffs]
There. I think she's ready.
* *
Now, give me the book,
and I'll give you the antidote.
[grunts]
[laughing]
-What's so funny? -BUZZSAW: Once again,
little Tom, I have made a fool of you!
Ha! It's so easy!
-What? What do you mean? -That's not an antidote.
It's just an artisan vegan stew!
[laughing]
But, I promise
that flask will keep it nice and hot for you.
-[laughing] -[Tom growls]
-Give me the real antidote!
-Sorry. No can do.
Because there isno antidote.
[gasps]
You fell for the oldest trick in the book!
-And then, you lost the book! [laughs]
-There's no cure... Thunder!
[growls, yelling]
BUZZSAW: Oh, where are my manners?
I should have invited you to stay for stew.
Maybe we'll have your skunk for dessert.
[struggling]
* *
[soft breathing]
D'ANGELO: I know I let you and Tom down.
I was just...
so sure that the Hobgobbler being immune
had to do with those flowers.
I never meant to make things worse. I was just...
[soft roar]
I know. I know. Save your strength.
[sniffing]
-[confused growl] -What is it?
[snarling]
-Doesn't matter anymore. He can have them now.
[snarling]
* *
[growling]
[gasps] They eat the slugs!
[screech, confused growl]
* *
-You're not gonna try the stew?
It makes for a great last meal.
Oh, I forgot.
Your hands are tied behind your back. Sorry.
-You might wanna eat faster.
My friends and their dragons will be here soon.
-Oh, I doubt that, Tommy.
Now that we have these,
I don't think they'll bring
their favorite dragons around us
just so they can get poisoned, too.
Come to think of it, I wonder what the effect
of these poison darts will have on a human.
[panting, yelps]
What do you say we find out, Tommy? [inhales]
[gasps]
[grunting]
-Oh!
-[shriek] -Whoa!
* *
[screech]
-Feathers! Bite the ropes!
-Ford! Winston! Dart those two!
[shriek]
-Feathers! -[Buzzsaw laughing]
-[zapping] -[screaming]
[triumphant music]
Thunder!
[growling]
-[roars] -[whimpering]
-Yeah! [laughs]
Hoo! [laughs]
D'ANGELO: I cracked the case, Kullersen!
The miracle of not-so-modern medicine.
* *
-Take them down!
-Whoa! [grunts]
-[growls] -Oh!
[screaming]
-Thanks! You're saving lives left and right today.
-It's nothing new for Dr. D.
* *
-[grunting] -[clanging]
[gasps, wheezes]
[groans]
[gasps]
[dragon roars]
[growling]
-Aah!
-Woo-hoo!
-[yelps] -Swicked shot, Webs!
-It's over, Buzzsaw! Now, give me back my book.
-Or else. -[dragons growling]
-I don't think so.
-[dragon call] -[growls]
[clanging]
[roars]
Get me outta here, Jack!
* *
[grunts]
-Come on! We need to go after them!
-No. Feathers was hit.
-What?!
-[weak breathing] -Don't worry, Alex. I'm on it.
[weak growl]
Sorry. I know it's gross.
She'll be okay.
[squawking, purr]
-[sighs] -Slugs?
[grunts, laughs]
Okay. Glad to see you, too, pal.
-The slugs we're actually...
We'll fill you in later.
[purrs]
-I thought I was gonna lose you, pal.
[happy growling]
I'm so glad you're okay.
-Is that the antidote? -Nope.
It's just Buzzsaw's dinner. There never was an antidote.
-He is one sick individual.
-Ew.
-If it wasn't for you, D,
Thunder wouldn't have made it.
-Um... Just doing my job.
-No. No, I-I should have trusted you.
Instead, I gave away the book
and put more dragons in danger.
-It's all good. You were desperate.
For a minute there, even I didn't think I could trust me.
The most important thing is that Thunder and Feathers are okay.
-Don't worry about the book, Tom. We'll get it back.
-Way before Buzzsaw deciphers its secrets
and uses them to put the entire dragon world in danger.
What? I said way before he does that.
[groaning]
-[splattering] -[groans]
-Eat those two, and don't ever call me.
[grimacing]
[gaging, groaning]
* *
-Let's head home, pal.
[booming roar]
* *
-BUZZSAW: No! No! -[fire crackling]
What is this?!
This entire thing is written in some stupid other language?!
What kind of idiot does that?! Useless!
[screams]
[heavy breathing]
Whoa. Look at all those weapons.
Now, thatlooks like a dragon king.
[music crescendos]
* *