Amphibia (2019) s03e15 Episode Script

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[car honks]
[frogs croaking]
[frogs croaking]
Those newts and toads
are wearing Andrias armor.
How could anyone choose
to be on Andrias's side?
Ugh, those traitors!
Wait a second. Who's that?
[both] Huh?
Please, kind soldiers,
I've twisted my wee ankle
and could use some help.
[gasps] Hey, you okay there little guy?
[drinking]
[screaming]
[soldiers scream]
Wow! Rebel newts!
Awesome. Let's see if they'll join us.
[bandits growl]
Whoa! We're on the same side!
[Tritonio chuckles]
I'm on no one's "side" but my own!
Wait. I know that voice.
Tritonio. I should have known.
Well, well, well,
if it isn't two of my best pupils.
Still have my family sword, Anne?
Why don't you come over here and find out?
Charming.
Well, we had a great "ha ha" catching up,
but we're in a hurry.
Lil Louise, relieve these two
of their supplies.
Typical.
The world is falling apart,
and you're still just looking out
for yourself.
Mr. Tritonio!
How'd I do?
Excellent, my little JoJo Potato!
Ooh, and I heard those soldiers say
there's gonna be
an even bigger caravan passing through
the woods at three o'clock.
Ah, great recon work, JoJo.
But Mr. Tritonio,
how will we get past the giant,
collared beasts that guard the caravan?
Ugh, not those things again.
They were such a pain last time.
Collared beasties, eh?
[scoffs] They're easy to take down
once you know the trick.
Ah! So you've dealt with them before?
What am I saying? Of course you have!
You are the smartest, bravest pupils
I've ever had!
You're buttering us up so we'll help you.
And it's working!
Come on, Anne. Let's help them!
Fine. But only if you promise to join
the Resistance afterwards.
- Done!
- And no backstabbing,
double-crossing or other such deception.
You wound me, Anne!
Come, my friends. To the secret hideout!
Wait. Before we go,
what's up with the tights?
Reduces friction. We run faster.
[grunting]
And we look amazing.
[merry band] Amazing!
I shouldn't have asked.
[jig playing]
So, why do they call you Lil Louise?
You're gigantic!
That's the joke.
[chews] Eh, I don't get it.
- [Tritonio] And voilà!
- Hmm?
We ride away from the caravan, victorious.
Wow. You have a real talent for strategy.
Too bad you're a no-good,
backstabbing scallywag.
You'd be a scallywag too,
if you grew up like me.
I was born a street urchin,
no family, no one to look out for me.
[squeals]
I learned to survive by joining
whatever street crew I crossed paths with.
But alas, living on the street
- meant loyalty was thin.
- [cackling]
[whispers, indistinct]
[whistling]
- Oh!
- Oh, you okay, little guy?
Hey! What are you doin'?
- [coins jingling]
- Get back here!
Wait for me!
- [bandits chuckle]
- [jail cell closes]
[Tritonio] When things get bad,
it's always everyone for themselves.
You're telling me, if push came to shove,
you'd even leave these guys in the dust?
[merry band] Ooh! [whistling]
It is the law of the streets:
no loyalties, no attachment.
Ah, it is time.
The caravan shall be passing through
in mere minutes.
Let's go!
Hey, slither brains!
The dum-dum convention
is two miles that way.
That is so rude.
Guards!
[hissing]
Catch us if you can.
[hissing]
Hey, who's up there? [shouts]
[whistles]
[Lil Louise] Now let's see
what kinda loot we just scored.
[cackling] Ha ha, ha ha, gotcha, gotcha.
[gasps] It's a sting!
No!
Tritonio, you have to help them!
Farewell, my friends.
No! Dang it.
[shouts]
[owl hoots]
[sighs]
Tritonio, come on! We can still save them.
And risk capture ourselves?
No can do, kids.
The rules of the street, remember?
No attachments. No regrets.
But what about the Resistance?
You said y--
Oh, come on, Sprig.
You know I was never going to do that.
Sheesh. Okay. Dang.
- Dios mío!
- [Anne] Look, dude.
If you wanna abandon your friends,
who you clearly adore, that's your call.
But it kills me
to see you leave like this.
If you grew up how I did
I get that.
We do what we need to do to survive.
But I gotta say, for a "master thief,"
I'm disappointed in you.
How so?
You're leaving the best loot in the world
on the table.
Friendship, comrades, someone to count on.
By throwing those things away,
you're only robbing yourself.
Come on, Sprig.
We have a very merry band to save.
Right behind you.
Later, Tritonio.
[sighs]
This way!
There they are.
In the name of the King,
I find you guilty of disturbing the peace.
To which there is only one punishment.
Hey, ya metal freaks!
Permission to approach the bench?
[battle cry]
- Voilà!
- [all gasp]
[all battle cry]
Order! Order!
There will be order in my court!
[all] Huh?
Oh, no.
Deploying corporal punishment!
[screams]
[gasps]
No amnesty for minors!
[screams]
[shouts]
Justice is half blind!
[all gasp]
[whinnies]
[Anne, Sprig] Tritonio!
Mr. Tritonio, you came back!
But what about the rules of the streets?
Ha! You think I, Tritonio,
give a fig for rules?
This court holds you in contempt!
Merry band, to me!
[all] Righto!
[roars]
Legal systems failing.
[screams]
Gotcha!
[merry band cheering]
Three cheers for the greatest newt
of them all!
Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray!
Toss me higher! Higher, I say!
Our hero!
[chattering]
[chuckling]
Some victory gruel, señora?
Thanks, Tritonio.
So, what happened to "no loyalties"?
Uh, I just happened to be passing by,
and my arrow flew out of my bow!
- What are the odds?
- Mm-hmm.
Face it, Big T.
It feels good to have someone's back.
- [all laughing]
- Yeah, maybe.
Listen. Being on your own
may have worked before,
but the fate of Amphibia rests
on whether we can defeat Andrias.
Yeah! The Rebellion could really use
folks like you on our side.
Sasha keeps saying we need help
with our battle strategy.
And who's better at strategy than you?
[scoffs] I know you're just
buttering me up so I'll help you.
Well, I learned from the best.
I gotta say, uh, you're not the same girl
I met all those months ago.
All right. We're in!
Henceforth, the Rebellion
shall be our new crew.
[cheering]
Good news, Sasha!
We just recruited the top newt strategist.
That's awesome!
Now come follow me, Hop Pop
just found something really interesting.
Oh, there you are.
So I, uh
I got lost while looking for the bathroom
and found this strange-looking door.
There's no telling what could be in there.
Trouble is,
we can't figure out how to open it.
There's no knob or handle.
Just this little, book-sized slot.
Book-sized?
Hop Pop, have you tried
sliding the family tome into it?
The one that had
the Calamity Box drawings inside?
It's worth a shot. Lemme go get it!
[gears whirring]
[rumbling]
[all gasp]
Hmm.
It says
nothing! It's blank.
Well, this is disappointing.
Our family sure was mysterious.
Come on. Let's get outta here
and head to the canteen. I'm starving.