Niko and the Sword of Light (2015) s01e04 Episode Script

Previously on "Niko and
the Sword of Light"
Nar Est: The new champion
is a tiny boy.
That's how he came early.
Belatha: With no way
to create another champion,
humanity is imprisoned here
forever.
If we lose this champion,
we lose everything.
[grunting]
The Pools of Destiny
exist.
That is where we must go.
The pools will make me into
the champion
I am destined to be.
I want Lyra and this
half sized champion stopped!
I want that sword
brought to me!
♪♪
I am Niko,
and this is my
sword of light!
I am here to free my people
and defeat the darkness.
Forever!
♪♪
♪♪
[screaming]
All right,
all you all about,
front and center!
Now!
- Ready to play.
- Right, I'm right here,
front and center.
[screaming]
Settle! Settle!
If we're gonna play
a real game of rockby,
we have to do it proper
by the rules.
Agh! Who is it
who's got the ball?
[screaming]
We should be not here.
What are these creatures?
Hill giants.
The ball?
We cannot have the ball
until we have the field.
It best be
a regulation field.
The field will be
the size agreed on
in the ninth conference
of stones.
The ninth conference?
You mean the
disputed conference?
- There was no dispute.
- I didn't agree.
You weren't even there!
- [twittering]
- We're never gonna get down
if they keep going like this.
I've heard hill giants
can argue for years.
If I could just get
their attention.
Excuse me!
Up here!
Can you let us down, please?
Do you hear me!
Hah!
What? Who did that there?
- Hello.
- Non-players on the field!
Can you let us down,
please?
In good time,
me wee pebble.
First, the pigfort must
knock one another down.
Go and rub
your head,
Angus.
Havoc.
[chuckles]
Bread melon.
Hey! Settle.
Remember?
If you can't agree on
the old rules,
why not start fresh?
- Start fresh?
- Lyra: You know,
make up some new rules.
Just for now.
You know, you might be
on to something there.
- New rules!
- We don't need new rules
to play rockby.
No new rules.
- [indistinct chatter]
- [grunting]
Ahh!
Niko!
See here, Fergus,
you great hillock.
Niko! Are you okay?
No! It is ruined!
The most perfect
of bread melons.
We might have to make
a run for it.
Ohh. Did you just
turf-ed me?
So I did!
All: [chanting]
Turf! Turf! Turf!
- New rules!
- [grunting]
[screaming]
Lyra! Niko!
Time to go.
Hill giant: Shut up!
[indistinct arguing]
[screaming]
[grunting]
[grunting]
Niko?
Mandok! We lost him.
We'll find our way
back to him.
I hope.
I sense danger.
Uh, is the tree
eating Flicker?
No. It's a cocoon.
Some creatures make them
when it's time to grow up.
Good bug.
Yuck!
Lyra: We'll come back for him
once we get our bearings.
I think I know
where we are.
It's darker than I expected,
and the trail
needs repair, Niko,
but-- Niko?
There is no point in hiding,
whatever you are.
If you serve the darkness
or you are the darkness,
I will vanquish you.
Huh?
[gasp]
Lyra:
"Lonsero ivana cuda
beckmorro shoulda."
My father's mark!
I knew it.
This is the
Shoulda Coulda Wood.
Shoulda Coulda?
It's a place that brings
regrets to life
in the form of visions.
What are regrets
and visions?
Are they war like?
Must we fight them?
Regrets are memories
of mistakes you made.
Things you wished you'd done.
Or should have done.
My father used to come here
to make peace with
the choices he made.
Ahh. You seem worried.
There are whole centuries
of regrets
that I don't want to
revisit.
Stay focused,
and walk right by
anything unusual you see.
It's not real.
Lyra, what is this mist?
Oh. Here comes
a memory, I bet.
Everything's fine.
Nothing we see can
hurt us.
This is madness,
your highness,
pure madness.
Who is that man, Lyra?
My king,
Minister Nar Est
has been dabbling in
shadow magics,
and it can't be
allowed to go on.
If I may explain--
Your experiments
are dangerous.
To spawn a shadow
in our great jewel,
Carondelet would be
corrupted with darkness.
You are a learned fool,
Sargous.
There's no reason to fear
the darkness, sire.
When properly harnessed,
it can make
Carondelet strong.
Invincible!
Nar Est,
you are playing with forces
you don't understand.
Enough!
My brother squabbling with
my closest advisor.
I'll sleep on this dilemma.
I bid you all goodnight.
No, Father.
Wait!
You can't trust Nar Est.
I should have
made you listen.
Lyra, wait!
You said it wasn't real!
Ah, that is draining.
Was that Nar Est,
the vile sorcerer
whom I must defeat?
He does not seem
very dangerous.
He was a monster then,
and he's a lot worse now.
Bread melon!
Odd. That shouldn't be here.
A bread melon tree
needs open spaces.
Not a bread melon tree,
it is the
bread melon tree.
The same tree
that got squashed.
Oh, havoc, is that your idea
of a regret?
I felt terrible when
the giants crushed
this most perfect
of melons, Lyra.
What are you doing?
You can't eat
the visions, Niko.
They're phantoms,
not real.
They seem real enough to me.
And quite ripe.
Catch!
That's--
That's very strange.
We shouldn't be able to
touch a vision.
And it certainly shouldn't
be able to touch us.
They're real.
Hey, wait a minute!
Something's wrong.
We need to find Flicker
and get out of here. Now!
[distant screeching]
Lyra?
[screeching]
Lyra?
Where are you going?
[panting]
Wait!
[groaning]
Belatha and I
know every cure,
physical or mystic,
that is to be known.
Belatha:
But even we cannot say
what caused the king's
sudden affliction.
Lyra, did you see that?
I'll never forget it.
Come on.
[bleating]
[clucking]
And so that's my
sad tale of woe.
And why I'm prepared to
offer a king's ransom
in exchange for
an oyster jelly pie.
A frectorian sneeze bauble?
No? How's about a match set
of skunkworm tallow earrings?
Ooh, ooh,
the tuning key for a
terpsichorean bladder horn?
Cash.
You will give us
your best combo plate.
Don't make us
get rough with you.
- [snorting]
- [groaning]
[grunting]
I hate being little.
Mandok: Okay,
half a pie perhaps?
Lyra, where are you?
Lyra.
[grunts]
[panting]
Lyra.
I always warned my father
not to trust Nar Est.
I didn't do enough.
Belatha: Lyra,
we have decided.
With your father gone,
the circle has agreed
to act as regents
until you are of age.
You will make
a fine queen.
- Someday.
- But not now.
Lyra! You're letting
the visions of your memory
suck you in. Again!
Brave girl.
Then we all agree.
No, we do not.
I do not agree.
You cannot deny me.
I was the king's
trusted advisor.
A regency?
The crown should be mine.
Minister, you are at best
a mid level functionary.
You will never take
my father's place.
Never!
Perhaps not, girl.
But mark my words,
I will rule.
If you so much as
touch the great jewel
with dark magic,
there will be consequences.
- Seize them!
- [gasping]
You shall not take us
so easily, darkened memories.
[grunting]
- [metal scraping]
- [grunting]
[grunting]
Hah!
You must end
this vision, Lyra.
You don't understand.
We have to stop Nar Est.
Forest blast!
[whooshing]
He's heading for
the great duel.
I have to warn
Uncle Sargous.
It is not really him.
This is forest trickery.
If you want to help her,
give me the shard.
Give it to me!
This may have begun
as a memory,
but Lyra cannot have a memory
of you speaking to me.
Witness my
reasoning skill.
Yah!
The sword of light
exposes your true form,
tricky forest feature.
Lyra! Stop!
This memory
is a trap.
[laughing]
Greetings, good creature.
What'll you accept
in exchange for
a snipe sausage?
Cash!
Do I detect
the slightest hint
of flexibility?
[snorting]
I'll take that as a yes.
Hey, isn't that
the little mangy thing
we met before?
Shh! That little mangy thing
is the "hooman's" sidekick.
If we get him to Nar Est,
we could trade him.
I follow you, Doris.
Uh-- [stammers]
I don't follow you,
Doris.
Lump, you knot head,
Nar Est will be
so happy with us,
he'll put us
back together again.
Eye of cantone?
Sees two tarn,
no foolin'.
Firebat feather?
Impossible to burn.
No? How about--
A bop on the head
and a ride in a sack?
[laughs]
Excuse me?
Oh!
Shoulda took
the firebat feather.
We need to get to
the top of the tower
to stop Nar Est.
Lyra! Wait!
[gasps, grunts]
Uncle!
Stay away from
our precious jewel!
[screaming]
Nar Est means to harness
our great jewel
to make himself
all powerful.
[indistinct]
Ahh!
[grunting]
[gasping]
How nice of you to come,
princess.
The rule of Nar Est
begins now!
[speaking ancient language]
He's done it.
His dark magic is
corrupting the jewel.
Bast bethood!
And now,
to bring the darkness
into this world!
[evil laugh]
Finally,
I will rule!
I'd rather destroy
the source of our power
than let you corrupt it
for evil!
[grunting]
[growling]
[grunting]
[cracking]
[grunting]
[screeching]
My beautiful jewel!
What have you done?
[screaming]
[gasping]
[grunting]
[groaning]
My body.
I'm just a phantom!
You've compromised
the jewel.
For that,
I'll doom your world!
- [screeching]
- [evil laugh]
[evil laugh]
[screeching]
[evil laugh]
[screeching]
[evil laugh]
[rumbling]
What is happening
to the city?
I thought it might
come to this.
Listen, child.
I've built
a chrysalis chamber
far from here.
Nar Est
will never find it,
but it needs a piece of
the great jewel to power it.
Give it to me.
My sword?
Ha! I am amused,
not fooled.
It gives me the shard.
Never!
It gives it!
[screeching]
[thunder]
Forest blast!
- [screeching]
- [laughing]
[evil laugh]
[evil laugh]
[blowing]
Carondelet.
I've never seen this
from the outside.
All of humanity imprisoned.
So small and fragile.
I have your city,
your people,
and soon I'll have
everything.
You failed, princess.
That little shard
is nothing.
You might as well
give it to me.
- Lyra.
- Niko?
You have not failed.
No. No, I haven't failed,
Nar Est.
You never got this.
Uh--
That!
Just one sliver of light
chases away a lot of darkness.
That shard
will defeat you.
We will defeat you.
[evil laugh]
I'll be waiting.
[echoing]
Lyra, what happens when
you stop regretting
a regret that
you regretted?
- This.
- [branch cracks]
[screaming]
[grunting]
Great job, champ.
We're free of the vision.
[grunting]
I sense we are not
out of the woods yet.
[laughing]
Hah! Hah!
It gives it.
[gasps]
You are the darkness
I have been sensing.
- [laughing]
- It's the reason
these regrets are real.
[laughing]
Ahh!
Ahh!
- Ahh!
- Ahh!
[laughing]
This path is
no path at all.
Lyra feara.
Niko weako.
[laughing]
Skayma gave a show,
but it didn't clap.
Master will be cross.
[growling]
Master?
You mean Nar Est.
[gasping]
We watch for four
or two or three.
With darkness,
he will mold us.
Milord says
give them up to me.
The albatross foretold us.
Is-- Is that a clue
or poetry or--
Princess champion!
[screeching]
Shard. Gimme, gimme,
gimme, gimme, gimme.
[evil laugh]
So true.
You are the strangest sort of
cursed woodland creature.
A creature made of woodlands
here to trap us with
Lyra's many mistakes.
- Hey!
- But you cannot!
She is wise and good.
With pretty hair.
It didn't clap.
It must stay until
master sends for it!
Wah!
[grunting]
[laughing]
Master will be pleased.
I will not be contained!
[chomping, spitting]
Ouch!
[grunting]
And now I will
cure this place.
Darkness, be gone!
Is Skayma here?
Or is us everywhere?
Where to strike.
What to hit.
How to cure a forest.
[screaming]
Where do I strike you?
Shockwave!
[laughing]
Hoorah!
A spray of petals upon it.
Skayma, Nar Est
is using you.
He is my master,
as I am your master.
[grunting]
It's no trick
to control you.
So many regrets
inside you.
[Niko grunting]
You are helpless
in a trap of
your own making,
princess.
Sorry, Skayma.
I've made peace
with my regrets.
I did what I could.
And I'm not done!
Hahh!
[grunting]
Come, Lyra.
Give your father a hug.
Father.
Lyra!
[groans]
Almost got me, Skayma.
This must be where
your power is strongest.
Niko, strike here!
No, it tricksies us.
[grunting]
Darkness, be gone!
[screeching]
Kabloom.
[screeching]
Oh, bread melon.
[giggling]
Hah!
[grunting]
[groaning]
You cured the forest.
They really are
just visions now.
Aww.
[twittering]
Will we ever see Mandok
or Flicker again?
I hope so.
Goodbye, Flicker.
This is a good place for
a buttermunk to grow up.
At least,
it is now.
[twittering]
- Ohh.
- Oh Okay.
If only we could stay
to see what Flicker becomes.
But we must continue to
the Pools of Destiny,
and see what I become.
[giggles]
Or maybe we could make
a cocoon for me.
[gasps]
Do you see her, too?
Who is she?
Another regret, Niko.
Not important.
We cannot very well have
a rock battle
until we have a field.
More hill giants!
Who said hill giants?
[indistinct chatter]
Enough.
Oy! You!
We're mountain dwarfs.
There's a great
difference.
- Yes.
- That's right.
You look just like them.
You both play rockby.
Mountain dwarfs
invented rockby!
We play it classic
mountain rules.
With a rock!
No, not classic.
Classic abridged.
With a rock.
Abridged!
Do you take me for
a clay head?
Oh, havoc.
- Turf!
- Turf!
- [grunting]
- Oy?
Uh, hello! Hi!
Before the fun begins,
perhaps you could direct us
to the endless expanse?
What's that?
Speak up, lassie.
My ears are
full of iron.
The hill giants
flung us this way.
- They did?
- Typical.
Yes. We went miles
in the wrong direction.
Well, why didn't ya say so?
- Ahh!
- [gasps]
[screaming]
Scarpe, you great alp.
That's not where she
wanted to be thrown.
Oh, don't take
that tone with me!
All: [chanting]
Turf! Turf! Turf!
[screaming]
Both: Uh-oh!
♪♪
Chirp.