-Ha! Fooled ya. Hm...
A little Himalayan pink salt,
smoked low and slow over some applewood.
You might taste pretty good.
-Huh?
-So, this is our lab where we study our discoveries.
-Hey. Never been in here before.
-The Gonzalezes are studying a specimen
we recently discovered deep in the fissure.
-It looks to contain a profile of deep ocean minerals.
-Just like a sample we found years ago at the bottom of the ocean.
You remember that, sweetie?
-I vaguely remember
being seasick for five months.
-Aw, you were such a trouper.
Hm... -Now I'm mortified.
-And over here is our prized find.
We discovered this specimen on our latest dig.
Its properties are truly unique.
It's harder than a diamond.
Wow. That's... cool.
-Yeah! Can't believe something like that
is just buried in the ground beneath our feet. Yep.
Did you know they found another piece of Dragonsite?
-Dragonsite?
-Oh! Uh, I-I mean you found another piece of that...
crystal stuff! That's so cool!
And it should have a cool name to go with it!
Like maybe Dragonsite
or something... else... cooler... maybe.
Oh, Tommy, you're so funny.
Isn't Dragonsite already the name
of a gem in that fantasy game
you and the other kids are always playing?
-Um, yes! Yes, that's... that's right, Eugene.
From the fantasy game that we're always playing.
-You know what? Science is so fascinating, Dr. Kullersen.
-Dare I say... geology rocks.
-Yes, Eugene, it does.
We'll call it Dragonsite. Why not?
-Great!
-Totally saved your butt.
-Well, that's the end of the field trip.
Consider yourselves released.
-Thanks, Dr. Kullersen.
-Thanks, Mom.
-What are you guys gonna do for the rest of the day?
Play that dragon game?
-Um, actually, we're gonna take my drone out
and get some aerial shots of Rakke Town.
-Okay. Be home by dinner.
I'm making your favorite mac and cheese.
-They're getting closer to discovering the hidden realms.
That new piece of Dragonsite proves it. This is bad.
-Not as bad as you almost blowing the secret.
-I didn't almost blow the secret!
-Oh, come on, Kullersen.
You were a babbling puddle of jelly.
Luckily, I was there to bail you out.
-Guys! Shh!
I didn't wanna say anything
while Tom was almost blowing the secret
and Eugene was sucking up to his mom,
-but my sensors are going off
in the Ice Realm.
-This is the third dragon we freed
from one of Buzzsaw's traps this week alone.
-As long as that nut's on the loose,
this place isn't safe for dragons.
We gotta find him and get him outta here.
-Let me remind you
that he's a nut that carries a hatchet.
-But we have dragons, Alex, and he doesn't.
That means advantage Dragon Riders.
-Yeah, but we have you, Tommy,
so that kind of evens things up again.
Ow!
-That sounds like another dragon in trouble.
-Is it a dragon?
-No.
It's Buzzsaw's camp.
We found him.
-Ew. Dirty socks? Porcelain tea set?
What is with this guy?
-He really made himself at home.
-But where is he? -Probably split.
Went back to his old, pathetic, crazy, twisted life.
-Remember, that's always an option for you, too.
-Not Buzzsaw.
He's out trapping more dragons. I'm sure of it.
-Guys! Over here!
-Don't worry, little ones.
We'll have you out of here in no time.
BUZZSAW: Tom and pals!
So glad you came when I called.
-That's how he's been luring these dragons.
By mimicking their calls.
-Yes. You morons have fallen into my trap, too.
Mother always said those piccolo lessons were a waste of time.
If she could see me now.
-His "trap" is to take on five dragons with a dopey whistle?
Sounds like you're the moron, moron!
-Sorry the place is such a mess.
-Easy, pal. We got him.
-No, Tom. What you all got
is very little time to write your wills.
Oops! Forgot to tell you.
I invited another friend to join us.
-Uh, Tommy? What were you saying earlier
about us having dragons and Buzzsaw not?!
-Now hand over the lightning dragon and the other ones,
or instead of cutting down trees,
my friend here will turn you into sashimi.
-Tom, I'm thinking it's probably time for us to--
-Go!
Thunder!
Look out!
-Turns out it's true.
Revenge is best served cold.
Which is pretty easy when you live on an ice cube.
-We got to get to our dragons.
-How? -I got this!
-Webmaster, blast that thing!
-Webmaster, no!
-Stand down!
-What are you doing, Kullersen?
-That dragon is just scared and confused.
-It doesn't wanna hurt us. -Tom!
-Oh, you're soright, Tommy.
-It has nointerest in hurting us.
-Move it! Double time!
-Hey! Not me!
Them!
-Thunder! Blast the tree!
-Go, go, go!
-Huh?
-Uh, did Buzzsaw actually bond with a dragon?
If so, that is one dysfunctional relationship.
-If he was bonded to that dragon,
he wouldn't need to keep it tied up.
-D'Angelo's right.
-It's all about the whistle.
Sharp note to rile it up, and low note to calm it down.
-Kind of clever, actually.
I mean, it's still bad, though.
-We need to get that whistle.
-Exactly. Me and Webs will lead us in. And then--
-Whoa, whoa, whoa. -Why not?
-We can't just race in and risk hurting that dragon
or those other ones in the cages.
Thunder and I will sneak into Buzzsaw's camp,
get the whistle, then signal for you guys to fly in
and free the other captive dragons.
-What do we do with Buzzsaw?
-We'll figure that out after we save the dragons.
But he can't stay here.
-Uh, pfft. I should be the one leading this mission, not him.
I have the most real-world Buzzsaw experience.
I know what makes him tick. Do I need to remind everyone
that Tom confused Buzzsaw for a hiker named Keith?
Not to mention his last plan led us right into a trap.
I should be the head of this snake.
-Instead, you're the whole snake.
-Sorry, Eugene. I gotta go with Kullersen.
-What about you, Gonzo?
-You make a lot of good points,
but I have to side with the group.
If for no other reason, I want to live.
-Okay. Wait for my signal.
-Here's what I'm thinking.
Nice log cabin.
Authentic forest living.
Maybe something with a veranda?
-And over here...
my taxidermy station.
So I can mount that lousy lightning dragon's head
over the fireplace. Maybe yours, too!
-It would look so good, wouldn't it?
-As soon as he puts down the whistle, I'll grab it.
Then we signal for backup.
Quiet, quiet, quiet. Hey, we're here to help.
-I'm gonna go find my hatchet. You stay.
-You're shackled to the ground.
You haveto stay.
-This is gonna be easier than I thought.
Come on. Now's our chance.
Maybe too easy.
-Thunder, no!
Ah!
-Wow! I am getting good at this, right?
I figured you'd be the only one with the guts to come back.
-Ah!
Ah! Careful now, lightning dragon.
-You might hit me.
-It's over, Buzzsaw! I have the whistle.
You can't control that dragon without it.
-Really?
No. What you have is a decoy!
But it sure looks like the real one, doesn't it?
Watch out, Tom. You might just call
an angry string of mallards!
No one is a match for Buzzsaw,
King of Dragons!
King of Dragons. I like the sound of that.
-Tom! You wouldn't believe what happened after you guys left.
Tom? I'm gonna start the mac and cheese!
Huh. Still out filming with his drone.
-Ugh. What is taking him so long?
Where's the signal? He should be done by now.
-Relax, Eugene. -He's probably blown it.
Which means I'm gonna have to go in and rescue him.
-Tom has a plan, and he'll let us know
when we need to do our part.
He just needs a little more time.
-Uh, more time? This kid screws up left and right,
and I get passed over?
See, Webs? This is what happens when you're brave,
-selfless, heroic, and have beautiful hair.
-What if Eugene's right?
-Uh, what?
-I'm just saying, Tom does have a habit
-of getting into trouble. -But...
-We wait for Tom's signal.
Right, Jun?
Jun?
-Yeah. We wait.
-For now.
-I can't believe I actually got played by Buzzsaw.
Twice! Eugene's gonna eat this one up.
-Don't worry, pal. Don't worry.
I'll get us out of here. Somehow.
-BUZZSAW: Alright, Lightning Bird.
Time to pay the price to the King of Dragons.
"King of Dragons"?
-What are you laughing at?
-Nothing.
-When a man with a hatchet asks what you're laughing at,
you answer the man with the hatchet!
-I'm laughing 'cause you call yourself the "King of Dragons,"
-but, uh... -But what?
-You can't even ride a dragon!
I mean, y-you would think
a "king" controls dragons, right?
Bends them to his will,
but you can't even do the most basic thing!
-You might have a point.
-Of course, I do!
-Then you'regonna teach me,
and no funny business from your dragon
or... chop-chop.
-You heard him, pal.
Just hang here and be cool.
I got this.
Okay, Buzzsaw! Let's get to work.
You have a lot to learn.
-The first thing you wanna do
is stare them directly in the eyes.
You know, let them know who's boss.
-Yeah. That makes sense.
-And whatever you do, don't break eye contact.
-Don't you know who you're talking to?
-I've never lost a staring contest.
-I think it's working.
I didn't blink!
-See? You lead, and the dragon will follow.
If he doesn't listen,
just give him a yank. Got it?
-Of course. I'm the Dragon King.
TOM: Of course, you are.
-Come on, dragon!
-Huh? Ah!
This isn't working!
Time for the lightning dragon to get it.
-No, no, no, no, no, no! Wait, wait, wait.
Maybe we're just going about it all wrong.
I-I need to fly withyou, you know?
Like a flight instructor!
You still wanna be king, right?
Just think how cool you'll look,
flying on the back of that mighty beast.
Hair blowing in the wind...
-I would look pretty majestic, wouldn't I?
-Uh-huh!
Shh. Easy, boy. I'm not gonna hurt you.
We're just gonna go for a little ride,
that's all, and then you'll be free.
-Whoa.
-Hey! What are you doing? -Safety first!
You don't wanna fall off 100 feet in the air, do you?
-Dragon Riders. Mount up.
-Tom said to wait for the signal.
That was the plan.
-I'm changing the plan. We're going in.
-Oh, finally! Good call, little sis.
-Something's wrong.
-I'm doing it! I'm flying!
I'm actually flying!
Bow down, creatures of the icy world,
to your new leader!
Buzzsaw, King of Dragons!
-No sign of Tom.
-Or Buzzsaw.
-See? I told you he blew it.
-What is it, Feathers?
-Thunder!
-Follow me. We're gonna free the little dragons first.
-Fine. You guys go free Thunder.
I'm more of a lone wolf anyway.
-Hey, Thunder.
-We'll have you out of here in no time.
-Eugene, wait!
Those dragons might think you're a trapper like Buzzsaw!
-Well, tell them I'm not!
-We're friends, you idiots!
-Woo-hoo!
-Huh?
My dragons!
You set me up! This was all a trick!
-No, no! It's not what you think.
-I think this is where you get off!
-Whoa! Whoa!
Cut that one a little close, didn't you, pal?
-I'm okay. Now hit the jets.
This ain't over yet.
-Tom! Tom! I take it back!
I really, really need you!
-Take us down, you dumb dragon!
Take us down!
No, no, no, take us up!
Up!
-Help me free the rest of the dragons, Eugene.
-I think we have bigger problems, D.
You know what? I just decided.
I don't wanna lead this mission anymore.
-D'ANGELO: The dragon whistle.
-He still has it. -Tom failed?
-And now, just like your buddy Tom,
it's time for all of you to learn
the true power of Buzzsaw,
King of Dragons!
-No, Buzzsaw, don't!
-What? The decoy whistle?!
-Looks just like the real one, doesn't it?
-I knew you wouldn't let us down!
-But how?
-Right before you freaked out and shoved me off,
I made the switch.
A real dragon rider never loses their cool.
-And now,
it's time for this big fellow to go back home.
Go on. Be free!
-Quick. Free the dragons.
-I'm not just gonna stand here!
-Go on! Fly very far away from here.
-We lost Buzzsaw.
-We'll get another shot. I'm sure of that.
Come on. We better head home. I'm late already.
-Uh, hey, Tom. I know you're grateful
that I took the reins of leadership today,
as are the others, so you're welcome for that.
But, I think you've actually got a pretty good handle
on this leadership thing, after all.
Sometimes.
-No prob, Eugene. Thanks for all your saves today.
Lone wolves don't fist bump.
-Tom!
-Hey, Mom!
-Where have you been? It's late. Dinner's cold.
-Yeah. I-I'm really sorry. We kind of lost track of time.
Alex is making a video,
so we spent all day shooting aerial shots.
With my drone. She wanted to get some night stuff, too.
-Your drone.
-Yeah!
Where's the mac and cheese? I'll eat it cold.
-That's good 'cause it's in the fridge.
-Cool. Thanks, Mom.