The Legend of Vox Machina (2022) s02e01 Episode Script

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Friends,
in recent weeks,
Tal'Dorei has been
beset by evil,
wearing the faces
of monsters and men.
I allowed strangers
into our midst,
entrusting them with power
they never should've had.
Vox Machina saved us
from this threat.
My weakness put
the realm in jeopardy.
But I vow never
to allow that again.
And so, with humility,
I hereby renounce the throne,
and cede the government
to the council of Tal'Dorei.
These wise patriots
shall ensure
Gods above us.
What's going on?
It it can't be.
Alarm bells!
I suddenly feel overdressed.
Um, is this part of the show?
I don't think so, buddy.
- The call to arms!
- Everyone move!
Are those dragons?
Run!
The children, quick!
Shit, the tower's gonna
Time to go!
Get the sovereign to safety!
He's not even sovereign anymore!
We need to get to safety!
Sovereign, what do we do?
Take Salda and the children.
Quickly, come!
Emon shall fall!
Get close to me!
Uriel?
Ah.
No!
Death has come for you.
Pathetic.
Let me show you real power!
No!
Brother, are you all right?
Vax!
Incoming!
Look out! Everyone down!
Dragons.
Attacking together.
- Meet at my shop!
- Right!
Stay safe, sister.
Shit! Uh
Everybody back up slowly.
It must be
ancient.
Delicious cattle.
Raishan enjoys
the taste of fear.
You!
I've seen you.
Those are pretty.
But also
ominous.
Intruders.
Fuck all this!
Time to rage!
Ooh, my favorite head-chopper!
Uh-oh.
I don't think so.
Is that your best?
Wait, it's got magic, too?!
Vex, you got a plan?
- Sure do. Grog!
- Come on!
Heads up!
Uh are we taking
the long way to Gilmore's
or something?
Yes, because of that!
Uh, yeah, yeah,
the long way sounds good.
People of Emon!
Thordak demands capitulation.
Submit to The Cinder King!
Get behind me!
Oh, no!
Hang on, Percy!
Everlight, please!
- Incoming
- Almost.
Pike, make it quick!
Okay, good to go!
Move, de Rolo!
Militia, fire!
Run!
First fucking door
that actually helped us.
Your monuments
shall fall!
Your civilization erased!
Hear me, insects.
You live out of mercy.
Fight or flee,
and your forfeit that mercy.
A new age is upon you.
The rule of the Chroma Conclave.
It's
like the end of the world.
Not for us, Keyleth!
Sister! You made it.
And I'm so glad
you're alive too, Scanlan.
Is that Gilmore's?!
Oh, gods.
Gilmore! Shaun!
Damn it! Where is he?
Hello?
Check everywhere!
Gilmore? Gilmore!
He's here!
Step back, Percy. I got this.
Don't move, old friend.
I thought I'd lost you.
Oh, it was very close.
Just let me gaze
into your brooding eyes before
I shuffle off this mortal coil.
You're not going to die.
Not today.
I'm sorry.
The leg'll have to wait.
I'm tapped out.
At least you healed my face.
That's the most important part
anyway.
Well, second most important.
Everyone,
take whatever you need.
Preferably discount item
Oh, screw it!
Take it all, go!
All of these,
thank you very much.
Uh-uh, Grog likes this belt.
Saw it first, Scan-Man.
- Oh
- Hey, finders keepers.
Oh, man.
- A broom?
- Weak.
The fabled
Lance of Dragon Slaying.
Of course.
Uh, that sounds close.
Oh, shit.
Gilmore, does this place
have a back door?
In a manner of speaking.
Everyone, draw near!
Where's Scanlan?
Coming!
Give me your hand!
Yes! I'm alive.
Oh, Gilmore,
I'd kiss you right now,
but you'd inevitably
fall in love with me,
and that'd be messy,
so eh.
Easy, friend.
Thanks for getting us
out of there.
Hmm.
Here we go.
Grog, where did you get
that curious blade?
Off a vampire lord.
Pretty cool, right?
It radiates dark magic.
Are you sure
you know what it does?
Sure do.
Chops up dragons.
We're still too close
to the city for my liking.
I say we retreat to Whitestone.
My sister will take us in.
We can regroup
and plan a counterattack.
And meanwhile,
Emon falls.
The capital
of this whole fucking continent.
We can't just abandon it.
Percy's right. I mean,
come on, did you see them?
Four giant dragons.
Brother, what more can we do?
Our weapons are useless.
They're ancient and powerful.
We don't stand a chance.
You don't like
those nasty old lizards, either.
Do you, Trinket?
They called themselves
the "Chroma Conclave."
I thought dragons
didn't get along.
That's
what worries me.
Their alliance could mean
the destruction of Tal'Dorei.
This could be the end
of civilization as we know it.
Yeah, but, come on,
civilization's overrated.
I say fuck it,
let's hit Marquet.
I've always wanted
to go on a world tour.
Yeah, real heroic, Scanlan.
I thought we stopped
running from our problems.
Um, guys.
What if this is our fault?
We killed that blue dragon,
Brimscythe.
Do you think this is revenge?
If it is,
it's one hell of a payback.
Look, if we want
to kill those things,
we'd need an army.
Emon had the biggest army
in Tal'Dorei
until Brimscythe dismantled it.
This plan has
long been in motion.
Huh?
Someone's at the gates.
So many.
Um, okay, hurry,
you'll be safe in here.
Everybody inside.
It's gonna be fine.
Oh, uh, and, hey,
if you go in my room,
that's, like, a totally normal
swing. Don't worry about it.
Where are your parents?
Lock the gates!
Like I said, Whitestone!
Make it happen, Kiki!
Uh, on it!
We need a plan.
Well, a fake out worked
on Brimscythe.
I got this.
Il-lu-lu-lu-lusion! ♪
- Fuck nuts!
- Hey, frosty, down here!
Fuck! Am I starting to get
predictable?
"Starting to"?
Oh! Just a little longer.
Come on, little legs, run!
Portal's almost open Now!
Keeper Yennen,
repairs are coming along nicely.
Hmm.
Huh?
Gilmore! Where's Gilmore?
It's okay! I got him!
Move!
Portal's closing! We got to go!
You've returned.
And then some. What happened?
Emon's been attacked
by variegated dragons.
Four of them.
They came out of nowhere.
We barely escaped.
Get these refugees to shelter.
Separate out the injured and see
that they get medical attention.
- Right away.
- Yes, ma'am.
Come on.
No, I can take care of him.
If he's important to you,
then he's important to me.
Thank you.
Oh, aren't you
a tough little tyke.
Uh
okay.
Whitestone
is secluded.
We're safe for the time being.
The rest of the world
is a different matter.
We need to get the word out.
Maybe someone out there
can stop them.
What about us?
We're Protectors of the Realm.
I know it doesn't mean anything,
but maybe it should.
And what exactly is the plan
against four dragons?
We can think of something.
We've already taken one down.
We got lucky with Brimscythe.
And he was, like,
half the size of these fuckers.
No, this is way beyond us.
Well, maybe the Ashari tribes
could help us.
I need to go
for my Aramente anyway.
Where you should be going
is Vasselheim.
The oldest, most defensible
city in the world.
If you're looking for armies,
your best chance is there.
Vasselheim's run
by religious orders.
I've always wanted to go.
You don't, trust me.
It's stuffy.
Monks and nuns fighting dragons?
Please, tell me you're joking.
I'm a nobleman of Whitestone.
Perhaps I could leverage
diplomatic relations
between our two cities.
Diplomacy?
No, we're not strong enough
for this!
Now we're going all the way
to Vasselheim, for what?
To recruit more people
to get killed?
Scanlan, we have to try.
Right?
We don't have to do anything.
They've lost
their damned minds.
Yeah, I hate
when I lose something.
I mean, those dragons leveled
the whole Cloud Top district.
We couldn't even slow them down.
Right?
Pisses me off.
We were wondering
where you went.
Then I got hit
in the head with this.
Let someone else deal
with the dragons, okay?
Someone qualified.
We're just a bunch of assholes
lucky enough to get out alive.
Whoa.
Hey, lookit.
The northern ward,
they already rebuilt it.
Town looked like shit
till we saved it.
We didn't save a town.
We saved them.
They were hopeless once.
All they needed was someone
to stand up and fight for them.
Then they stood up, too.
Not bad for a bunch
of assholes who got lucky.
We're all frustrated and scared.
But the fight's not over.
What do you say, Scanlan?
Up for not going quietly
into the night?
It's them,
they fought the dragon.
Shh! Hide.
Yeah, all right, let's do it.
After all, I can't do
my world tour
without the rest of the band.
Legends speak of forces
hidden in Vasselheim.
Make your appeal for help
at the Platinum Sanctuary,
but failing that,
seek out help
wherever you can.
I've never been to Vasselheim.
My teleport spell
only works if I'm familiar
- with the tree on the other side.
- I know the tree.
You merely need to visualize it.
Oh, okay, um,
maybe that'll work?
What's the tree look like?
Big, but not too big.
Pink buds or are they yellow?
Her branches
swaying in the breeze.
A fabulous oak tree.
Maybe walnut?
Uh is that enough, Keyleth?
Onward. To Vasselheim.
Me be first!
Last one in is a troll dick!
- Here goes nothing.
- Ooh-hoo-hoo, yeah!
Let's hope they made it.
For all our sakes.
Did you dispatch them?
Most, but a group escaped
with magic.
The could gather forces
against us.
Let me go after them.
No, Vorugal, keep to the plan.
Plunder this land,
and bring me its spoils.
And me, my king?
Westruun's teeming with gold.
Then you shall plate for me.
And once you have, Umbrasyl,
hunt down those vermin,
show them the wrath
of the Chroma Conclave.
With pleasure.