Dragons: Race to the Edge (2012) s05e26 Episode Script
King of Dragons (part 2)
[exciting music.]
[roars.]
[men yelling.]
Dragon Flyers! On the horizon! Train your catapults and arrows on the ships behind the Flyers - and wait for my signal to fire! - Dagur, are you crazy? That's been established.
Just trust me! [gasps.]
[man.]
On the starboard side! [men yelling.]
Come on, Krogan.
You know you want some of this.
Bring it in for the real thing, big boy.
[chuckles.]
[dragon growls.]
[grunting.]
[screeching.]
[man grunts.]
[grunts.]
Huh? Dragon! What is wrong with you? Now! Fire! [grunting.]
[music.]
Huh? [yelling.]
[roars.]
Get over that island.
[men yelling.]
[growls.]
[music.]
[screeches.]
[man yells.]
Krogan, this ends now! [screeching.]
[men yelling.]
[man grunts.]
[Ruffnut.]
Yeah! How do you like us now, Krogey? Here's a little singe to go along with that tail.
[grunts.]
[music.]
[growls.]
[all cheering.]
I don't understand why we're being attacked.
Thought they were looking for the King of Dragons.
They are.
Here? And I'm guessing it's beneath the island.
That's why dragons can't fly here.
It's his defense mechanism.
Exactly.
He has the ability to control the minds of other dragons.
Well, no wonder Krogan and Johann want him so badly.
The King of Dragons is a Berserker.
Ha! It makes perfect sense to me.
I mean, what else would he be? Uncle Fenris, that's what.
It must be him.
What are you talking about? What are they talking about? Well, our great-uncle on our mother's side Fenris Thorston.
Fenrisulfr Thorston, to be exact, went missing when we were kids.
His name literally means "down below.
" [groans.]
"Fenris, Fenris, tall and fair, who did you let braid your hair?" That was the poem we youngsters used to recite to him.
And Fenris would reply, "Hair.
Mouth.
Cheese of yak.
Come, Sintar.
Bring a melon.
" [snapping fingers.]
Can I ask a question? What's wrong with the two of you? - Where would you like to begin? - Why do you make up these family members? It's not your Uncle Fenris under this island.
- It's the King of Dragons.
- Is that what you'd have us do? Take away our creative minds and be like the rest of you simpletons? Okay, fine.
We'll try it your way.
What do you think Johann's doing right now, sis? Uh, he probably sent a second fleet to attack from the south as the first fleet re-engages from the north.
Why would you say such a thing? Because that's what they're doing.
I mean, that is them, right? What [dramatic music.]
You see? You see what happens when we get real? Things get real.
[snapping fingers.]
[yelling.]
Get down! [shouting.]
Look.
[men yelling.]
[man.]
Fire! Those are our people down there.
We'd rather die in battle than hide in shame.
[yells.]
No one's hiding.
And we're not gonna stay here either.
But our chances of survival without dragons are extremely slim, to say the least.
Aye.
That it is.
A decision would be a good thing right about now.
We need to stay calm.
No, we have to stay strong.
Fight.
[distant screeching.]
[music.]
[Wingmaidens yelling.]
Holy Razorwhip, baby.
[music.]
[grunts.]
[yelling.]
Wingnutt! [screeches.]
[men grunting.]
[laughs.]
That's my girl! [laughs.]
Hey, that's Wingmaiden to you, Snotlout.
Hiccup, how did they Sent a Terror Mail from Defenders of the Wing Island.
Wasn't sure they'd get here in time.
How can baby Razorwhips fly over the center of the island? Maybe because their senses haven't fully developed, it helps offset the effects? - Or maybe it's a window for our dragons.
- Only one way to find out.
[clank.]
[music.]
- Astrid, listen.
- I'll be fine.
We'll be fine.
Johann and Krogan have probably gotten a head start.
You and Toothless need to find the King of Dragons before they do and get him to safety.
If not, this war will go on forever.
[music.]
Hey.
Your dad would be so proud of you right now.
I know I am.
[soft music.]
All right, Dragon Riders! Get ready to fight like you've never fought before! This is our time! This is where we shine! [music.]
It's you and me now, bud.
Let's do this.
[growls.]
[tense music.]
[grunts.]
[music.]
Dead end.
[growls.]
[men gasping.]
Look again.
[growling.]
Thor's hammer! We're gonna need a bigger cage.
[snarls.]
We must do something, Krogan.
We cannot let it get away! It's not going anywhere.
Trust me.
The spears! Use the spears! Now! [men grunting.]
[grunts.]
[roars.]
[men screaming.]
Huh? [whimpering.]
Huh? [growling.]
[men whimpering.]
[gasps.]
Try your luck with him, or resign your fate to me.
[man.]
Fire! [man.]
Away! [man.]
Fire! [yelling.]
Dagur, Heather, Ruff, and, Tuff, engage with the Wingmaidens.
Full frontal attack.
A little engagement for our engagement.
[giggles.]
I like it.
Nothing like a full frontal attack to kick the day into high gear.
I'm with you, brother! And I'm with you, brother.
[dramatic music.]
Spitelout, Snotlout, you two outflank them on the northern side, then squeeze.
- Got it? - Oh, we'll squeeze 'em, all right.
Like a ripe tomato under me armpit.
Hey, Dad, it's fun to be doing this with you.
Took the words right out of my mouth, boyo.
Couldn't be happier to be your wingman! Fishlegs, you're with me.
[music.]
[dragon growls.]
[men screaming.]
[man.]
Watch out! [man.]
Fire! [men shouting.]
[music.]
[dragon screeches.]
[grunts.]
[growling.]
[man screaming.]
[grunts.]
[panting.]
Don't let up.
[grunts.]
[growling.]
[man whimpers.]
[men yelling.]
[grunts.]
[roaring.]
[music.]
[men yelling.]
You knew it was going to do that.
[men grunting.]
Get to work on that ice.
We need to break through.
You and I will look for another path.
I'm not letting you out of my sight.
[music.]
[dragon growls.]
[music.]
[ice cracking.]
[roars.]
Toothless! [stutters.]
It's okay, bud.
Just find another way around.
Whoa.
[music.]
[gasps.]
Oh, my Thor.
The King of Dragons has laid an egg? [clank.]
[Johann.]
I see there are eggs on the menu.
Who knew? [laughs.]
[dramatic music.]
[grunts.]
[Johann grunts.]
[music.]
[gasps.]
[grunts, panting.]
Okay.
[gasps.]
[music.]
No, no, no, no, no, no, no! [yells.]
[music.]
Funny.
This reminds me of the time I was on a glacier on the Southern [dragon roaring.]
[steam hissing.]
[screaming.]
[music.]
[men yelling.]
[music.]
It's go time, dragons! [men yelling.]
[man yells.]
Flyers coming in hot, people.
Astrid! I know, Fishlegs.
But we're staying and fighting.
[straining.]
[music.]
[yelps.]
Think, Hiccup.
Think, think, think.
[music.]
[grunts.]
[grunting.]
[grunting.]
[gasps.]
Oh! [grunting.]
[grunts, panting.]
[sighs.]
[Johann.]
Bravo, Master Hiccup! I didn't know you had that in you.
You must see the delicious irony of your situation, Hiccup.
The final resting place of the champion of dragons will reside in the King of Dragons' birth nest.
Sheer poetry.
[music.]
Aah! Good job, bud.
I knew you'd find me.
[whimpers.]
[growls.]
[roaring.]
Easy, dragon.
Whoa! [music.]
Krogan! [voice echoing.]
[screeches.]
Toothless, no.
Go after the egg.
[grunts.]
By all means, dragon.
Off you go! After the egg! [snarls.]
Toothless, go.
Protect that egg.
I'll be fine.
[whines.]
It's okay, bud.
Go.
Go! Such heroism.
And for what? For what?! Aah! You don't have to do this, Johann.
Oh, yes.
Yes, I do, Hiccup.
[music.]
[dragon roars.]
[yells.]
[roaring.]
No! [music.]
[dragon growls.]
[music.]
[screaming.]
[grunts.]
[music.]
[dragon growling.]
That must be the King of Dragons! Huh? [distant roaring.]
[growls.]
[screeches.]
[laughing.]
[gasps.]
[roars.]
[man grunts.]
[man screaming.]
What the Garff! [roars.]
[exciting music.]
[man whimpering.]
[screaming.]
[yelling.]
[groans.]
[men yelling.]
[roars.]
Fishlegs, where did all these dragons come from? That roar must have been a distress signal.
All available dragons.
[roars.]
[screeches.]
[men yelling.]
[man.]
Dragons incoming! [gasps.]
[men whimpering.]
[roars.]
[man.]
Oh! [electricity sparking.]
[roaring.]
[men screaming.]
[growls.]
[music.]
All right, everyone! Work with each other and the other dragons.
Let's finish this.
[music.]
[screeches.]
[grunts.]
[yells.]
[gasps.]
[screaming.]
[men gasping.]
Hey! [giggles.]
[men grunting.]
[music.]
What? Oh! [Ruffnut yelps.]
[gasps.]
Ah! [Ruffnut yells.]
Let her go.
She's mine! Dream on.
I was here first.
Calm down, you two.
[groans.]
There's plenty of this to go around.
[men yelling.]
[music.]
[roars.]
[roars.]
[roars.]
[men gasping.]
[dragons roaring.]
[overlapping screeching.]
[growls.]
[man grunting.]
No! [men exclaiming.]
[dragon growls.]
[music.]
- Ooh-hoo-hoo! - Yes! Go, Titan.
Go, Singey.
Go, Titan.
Go, Singey.
[Dagur laughs.]
[music.]
[snarls.]
[growls.]
[dramatic music.]
[laughs.]
[roars.]
[music.]
[grunts.]
[Toothless growls.]
[groans.]
[music.]
[screeches.]
Toothless! Oh, thank Thor.
[music.]
[soft growling.]
[sighs.]
You never cease to amaze me, bud.
You know that, right? [growls.]
[music.]
Oh! Oh, my Thor.
Is that the King of Dragons' egg? Hiccup, what did the King of Dragons look like? I never even saw it, but it saved me.
It saved us all.
What about Fenris? Did he help? This has his fingerprints all over it.
Uh, sure.
Why not? Oh, wait.
Uh, where's Krogan? You guys have him, right? No.
We thought you had him.
Hiccup, the King of Dragons is safe.
That's all that matters.
[grunting.]
Sir, I can explain.
I don't want excuses! I want the King of Dragons! I found one, Drago! I did! Hiding under an island in a cavern of ice.
Get to the point! It got away.
[chuckles.]
Wait.
Drago, please.
I will not fail you again.
[grunting.]
- No one fails me twice.
- [Krogan.]
No, no, no, no, no.
Bring me my maps! I'll find another King of Dragons myself.
[music.]
[Hiccup.]
This is Dragon's Edge.
It's remote, it's dangerous, and until recently, it's been our home.
[dragons screeching.]
It's also been a home to our dragons.
[music.]
As far as the egg goes, Atali and the Wingmaidens knew someone who knew someone who had a safe place to keep it.
[music.]
With Johann out of the picture it will remain safe.
[music.]
As for the lovebirds [music.]
No, those lovebirds.
Their future seems to be pretty certain.
Apparently, that also sparked some new romance.
[yelps.]
[Hiccup.]
Which should be interesting.
[yelps.]
[Hiccup.]
My dad pulled through and is back to his old self.
Turns out he wasn't quite ready to give up being chief.
I still have a feeling that won't stop him from trying to hand the reins over to me sometime very soon.
As for the Dragon Eyes, they are such amazing tools for dragon knowledge, but in the wrong hands, they are just too dangerous.
[music.]
Yes, the Edge has been good for us.
We are older, stronger, braver, and, in some cases, wiser.
[growls.]
What? I am not leaving this S behind.
[Hiccup.]
Like I said, in some cases.
We return to Berk ready for anything, ready for anyone, ready to fight for our dragons, and they are ready to fight for us.
[growls.]
Who wants to race back to Berk? - What? - [Snotlout.]
Yes! [all cheering.]
[music.]
[Toothless screeches.]
[music.]
[roars.]
[men yelling.]
Dragon Flyers! On the horizon! Train your catapults and arrows on the ships behind the Flyers - and wait for my signal to fire! - Dagur, are you crazy? That's been established.
Just trust me! [gasps.]
[man.]
On the starboard side! [men yelling.]
Come on, Krogan.
You know you want some of this.
Bring it in for the real thing, big boy.
[chuckles.]
[dragon growls.]
[grunting.]
[screeching.]
[man grunts.]
[grunts.]
Huh? Dragon! What is wrong with you? Now! Fire! [grunting.]
[music.]
Huh? [yelling.]
[roars.]
Get over that island.
[men yelling.]
[growls.]
[music.]
[screeches.]
[man yells.]
Krogan, this ends now! [screeching.]
[men yelling.]
[man grunts.]
[Ruffnut.]
Yeah! How do you like us now, Krogey? Here's a little singe to go along with that tail.
[grunts.]
[music.]
[growls.]
[all cheering.]
I don't understand why we're being attacked.
Thought they were looking for the King of Dragons.
They are.
Here? And I'm guessing it's beneath the island.
That's why dragons can't fly here.
It's his defense mechanism.
Exactly.
He has the ability to control the minds of other dragons.
Well, no wonder Krogan and Johann want him so badly.
The King of Dragons is a Berserker.
Ha! It makes perfect sense to me.
I mean, what else would he be? Uncle Fenris, that's what.
It must be him.
What are you talking about? What are they talking about? Well, our great-uncle on our mother's side Fenris Thorston.
Fenrisulfr Thorston, to be exact, went missing when we were kids.
His name literally means "down below.
" [groans.]
"Fenris, Fenris, tall and fair, who did you let braid your hair?" That was the poem we youngsters used to recite to him.
And Fenris would reply, "Hair.
Mouth.
Cheese of yak.
Come, Sintar.
Bring a melon.
" [snapping fingers.]
Can I ask a question? What's wrong with the two of you? - Where would you like to begin? - Why do you make up these family members? It's not your Uncle Fenris under this island.
- It's the King of Dragons.
- Is that what you'd have us do? Take away our creative minds and be like the rest of you simpletons? Okay, fine.
We'll try it your way.
What do you think Johann's doing right now, sis? Uh, he probably sent a second fleet to attack from the south as the first fleet re-engages from the north.
Why would you say such a thing? Because that's what they're doing.
I mean, that is them, right? What [dramatic music.]
You see? You see what happens when we get real? Things get real.
[snapping fingers.]
[yelling.]
Get down! [shouting.]
Look.
[men yelling.]
[man.]
Fire! Those are our people down there.
We'd rather die in battle than hide in shame.
[yells.]
No one's hiding.
And we're not gonna stay here either.
But our chances of survival without dragons are extremely slim, to say the least.
Aye.
That it is.
A decision would be a good thing right about now.
We need to stay calm.
No, we have to stay strong.
Fight.
[distant screeching.]
[music.]
[Wingmaidens yelling.]
Holy Razorwhip, baby.
[music.]
[grunts.]
[yelling.]
Wingnutt! [screeches.]
[men grunting.]
[laughs.]
That's my girl! [laughs.]
Hey, that's Wingmaiden to you, Snotlout.
Hiccup, how did they Sent a Terror Mail from Defenders of the Wing Island.
Wasn't sure they'd get here in time.
How can baby Razorwhips fly over the center of the island? Maybe because their senses haven't fully developed, it helps offset the effects? - Or maybe it's a window for our dragons.
- Only one way to find out.
[clank.]
[music.]
- Astrid, listen.
- I'll be fine.
We'll be fine.
Johann and Krogan have probably gotten a head start.
You and Toothless need to find the King of Dragons before they do and get him to safety.
If not, this war will go on forever.
[music.]
Hey.
Your dad would be so proud of you right now.
I know I am.
[soft music.]
All right, Dragon Riders! Get ready to fight like you've never fought before! This is our time! This is where we shine! [music.]
It's you and me now, bud.
Let's do this.
[growls.]
[tense music.]
[grunts.]
[music.]
Dead end.
[growls.]
[men gasping.]
Look again.
[growling.]
Thor's hammer! We're gonna need a bigger cage.
[snarls.]
We must do something, Krogan.
We cannot let it get away! It's not going anywhere.
Trust me.
The spears! Use the spears! Now! [men grunting.]
[grunts.]
[roars.]
[men screaming.]
Huh? [whimpering.]
Huh? [growling.]
[men whimpering.]
[gasps.]
Try your luck with him, or resign your fate to me.
[man.]
Fire! [man.]
Away! [man.]
Fire! [yelling.]
Dagur, Heather, Ruff, and, Tuff, engage with the Wingmaidens.
Full frontal attack.
A little engagement for our engagement.
[giggles.]
I like it.
Nothing like a full frontal attack to kick the day into high gear.
I'm with you, brother! And I'm with you, brother.
[dramatic music.]
Spitelout, Snotlout, you two outflank them on the northern side, then squeeze.
- Got it? - Oh, we'll squeeze 'em, all right.
Like a ripe tomato under me armpit.
Hey, Dad, it's fun to be doing this with you.
Took the words right out of my mouth, boyo.
Couldn't be happier to be your wingman! Fishlegs, you're with me.
[music.]
[dragon growls.]
[men screaming.]
[man.]
Watch out! [man.]
Fire! [men shouting.]
[music.]
[dragon screeches.]
[grunts.]
[growling.]
[man screaming.]
[grunts.]
[panting.]
Don't let up.
[grunts.]
[growling.]
[man whimpers.]
[men yelling.]
[grunts.]
[roaring.]
[music.]
[men yelling.]
You knew it was going to do that.
[men grunting.]
Get to work on that ice.
We need to break through.
You and I will look for another path.
I'm not letting you out of my sight.
[music.]
[dragon growls.]
[music.]
[ice cracking.]
[roars.]
Toothless! [stutters.]
It's okay, bud.
Just find another way around.
Whoa.
[music.]
[gasps.]
Oh, my Thor.
The King of Dragons has laid an egg? [clank.]
[Johann.]
I see there are eggs on the menu.
Who knew? [laughs.]
[dramatic music.]
[grunts.]
[Johann grunts.]
[music.]
[gasps.]
[grunts, panting.]
Okay.
[gasps.]
[music.]
No, no, no, no, no, no, no! [yells.]
[music.]
Funny.
This reminds me of the time I was on a glacier on the Southern [dragon roaring.]
[steam hissing.]
[screaming.]
[music.]
[men yelling.]
[music.]
It's go time, dragons! [men yelling.]
[man yells.]
Flyers coming in hot, people.
Astrid! I know, Fishlegs.
But we're staying and fighting.
[straining.]
[music.]
[yelps.]
Think, Hiccup.
Think, think, think.
[music.]
[grunts.]
[grunting.]
[grunting.]
[gasps.]
Oh! [grunting.]
[grunts, panting.]
[sighs.]
[Johann.]
Bravo, Master Hiccup! I didn't know you had that in you.
You must see the delicious irony of your situation, Hiccup.
The final resting place of the champion of dragons will reside in the King of Dragons' birth nest.
Sheer poetry.
[music.]
Aah! Good job, bud.
I knew you'd find me.
[whimpers.]
[growls.]
[roaring.]
Easy, dragon.
Whoa! [music.]
Krogan! [voice echoing.]
[screeches.]
Toothless, no.
Go after the egg.
[grunts.]
By all means, dragon.
Off you go! After the egg! [snarls.]
Toothless, go.
Protect that egg.
I'll be fine.
[whines.]
It's okay, bud.
Go.
Go! Such heroism.
And for what? For what?! Aah! You don't have to do this, Johann.
Oh, yes.
Yes, I do, Hiccup.
[music.]
[dragon roars.]
[yells.]
[roaring.]
No! [music.]
[dragon growls.]
[music.]
[screaming.]
[grunts.]
[music.]
[dragon growling.]
That must be the King of Dragons! Huh? [distant roaring.]
[growls.]
[screeches.]
[laughing.]
[gasps.]
[roars.]
[man grunts.]
[man screaming.]
What the Garff! [roars.]
[exciting music.]
[man whimpering.]
[screaming.]
[yelling.]
[groans.]
[men yelling.]
[roars.]
Fishlegs, where did all these dragons come from? That roar must have been a distress signal.
All available dragons.
[roars.]
[screeches.]
[men yelling.]
[man.]
Dragons incoming! [gasps.]
[men whimpering.]
[roars.]
[man.]
Oh! [electricity sparking.]
[roaring.]
[men screaming.]
[growls.]
[music.]
All right, everyone! Work with each other and the other dragons.
Let's finish this.
[music.]
[screeches.]
[grunts.]
[yells.]
[gasps.]
[screaming.]
[men gasping.]
Hey! [giggles.]
[men grunting.]
[music.]
What? Oh! [Ruffnut yelps.]
[gasps.]
Ah! [Ruffnut yells.]
Let her go.
She's mine! Dream on.
I was here first.
Calm down, you two.
[groans.]
There's plenty of this to go around.
[men yelling.]
[music.]
[roars.]
[roars.]
[roars.]
[men gasping.]
[dragons roaring.]
[overlapping screeching.]
[growls.]
[man grunting.]
No! [men exclaiming.]
[dragon growls.]
[music.]
- Ooh-hoo-hoo! - Yes! Go, Titan.
Go, Singey.
Go, Titan.
Go, Singey.
[Dagur laughs.]
[music.]
[snarls.]
[growls.]
[dramatic music.]
[laughs.]
[roars.]
[music.]
[grunts.]
[Toothless growls.]
[groans.]
[music.]
[screeches.]
Toothless! Oh, thank Thor.
[music.]
[soft growling.]
[sighs.]
You never cease to amaze me, bud.
You know that, right? [growls.]
[music.]
Oh! Oh, my Thor.
Is that the King of Dragons' egg? Hiccup, what did the King of Dragons look like? I never even saw it, but it saved me.
It saved us all.
What about Fenris? Did he help? This has his fingerprints all over it.
Uh, sure.
Why not? Oh, wait.
Uh, where's Krogan? You guys have him, right? No.
We thought you had him.
Hiccup, the King of Dragons is safe.
That's all that matters.
[grunting.]
Sir, I can explain.
I don't want excuses! I want the King of Dragons! I found one, Drago! I did! Hiding under an island in a cavern of ice.
Get to the point! It got away.
[chuckles.]
Wait.
Drago, please.
I will not fail you again.
[grunting.]
- No one fails me twice.
- [Krogan.]
No, no, no, no, no.
Bring me my maps! I'll find another King of Dragons myself.
[music.]
[Hiccup.]
This is Dragon's Edge.
It's remote, it's dangerous, and until recently, it's been our home.
[dragons screeching.]
It's also been a home to our dragons.
[music.]
As far as the egg goes, Atali and the Wingmaidens knew someone who knew someone who had a safe place to keep it.
[music.]
With Johann out of the picture it will remain safe.
[music.]
As for the lovebirds [music.]
No, those lovebirds.
Their future seems to be pretty certain.
Apparently, that also sparked some new romance.
[yelps.]
[Hiccup.]
Which should be interesting.
[yelps.]
[Hiccup.]
My dad pulled through and is back to his old self.
Turns out he wasn't quite ready to give up being chief.
I still have a feeling that won't stop him from trying to hand the reins over to me sometime very soon.
As for the Dragon Eyes, they are such amazing tools for dragon knowledge, but in the wrong hands, they are just too dangerous.
[music.]
Yes, the Edge has been good for us.
We are older, stronger, braver, and, in some cases, wiser.
[growls.]
What? I am not leaving this S behind.
[Hiccup.]
Like I said, in some cases.
We return to Berk ready for anything, ready for anyone, ready to fight for our dragons, and they are ready to fight for us.
[growls.]
Who wants to race back to Berk? - What? - [Snotlout.]
Yes! [all cheering.]
[music.]
[Toothless screeches.]
[music.]