06x06 - Poison Control

[bunniefuu]

[growls]

[fizzles, zaps]

[snarls]

[thunder rumbles]

[epic theme playing]

[zaps, snarls]

♪ ♪

-[inhales] Ah...

My glorious dragon kingdom.

[growling sigh]

Perk up, Jack.
You belong to the Dragon King.

Be proud and drink it up.

- [dragon growling]
- [sighs]

But you do have a point,
old boy.

My progress has slowed.

Ah-ha! Here they come.

My favorite working-class
myrmidons.

Welcome back, boys. Good hunt?

-Eh, well, boss, eh...

-Correct me if I'm wrong,

but you did go dragon trapping,
right?

- Yeah.
- Then, where are the dragons?

Do I have to hold your hands
every step of the way?

-It was those kids again!

-Those kids again.

You blame your failings on some

pimple-popping teenyboppers?

-Yeah. Teenyboppers on dragons!

-Oh, they're on dragons!

Forgot.

- So are you two!
- Yeah.

But, they got this book, right,
Winston?

-Y-Yeah, yeah! Right!
It's like a manual

or-or a dragon instruction book
or something.

♪ ♪

-A book about dragons, you say?

I'm sure it's full of secrets,
weaknesses, tricks of the trade.

- [both gasp]
- I'm the King of Dragons!

I should have that book!

And I'm gonna get it,
whatever it takes.

♪ ♪

-What about... that one?

- What's that cloud look like?
- [roars]

Aw, come on. Another dragon?

They can't all
look like dragons.

Wait a sec. That one actually
does kinda look like a Gronckle.

- [soft laugh]
- [purrs, roars]

Ah, this is the best.

Soaring through the open skies,
just you and me.

- Not a care in the world.
- [ram bleating]

[Pete yelling]

PETE:
Why are you such a jerk?!

- [bleating]
- Leave me alone! Ah!

-Woo! [laughs]

[screaming]

[bleating]

[bleat]

Top of the morning, jerk sheep.

[bleat]

[laughs] Never gets old,
does it?

Ah!

-If you're done playing
duck duck sheep,

I've got sensors pinging
in the Nature Realm.

- [beeping]
- Buzzsaw again?

-Could be, or those two lackeys
that work for him.

-[groans]
When will those bozos learn

they are no match for
Eugene Wong

and the Dragon Swoopers?

- [growls]
- Thunder doesn't like that name.

-Well, me and Webs love it.
So, there.

[blows raspberry]

-Alright.
Game faces on, everyone.

Come on, pal.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

You sure this is
the right place, Alex?

-Weird.
A minute ago,

I had sensors going off
like crazy.

Maybe just a sensor malfunction?

[squawk]

-Over there!

[squawk]

-Buzzsaw.

-Kinda weird that it's right out
in the open like this.

His traps are usually more
hidden. Hey, little guy.

Don't worry.
We're gonna get you outta there.

[growling, sniffing]

-Uh, D? Something's going on
with Plowhorn's nose.

- What is it, girl?
- [growls]

[shimmering]

[gasps]

- Got it.
- It's an ambush!

- [grunts]
- [thudding]

Evasive maneuvers!

♪ ♪

-Looks like we got you kiddies
caught in a little crossfire!

-Retreat, riders, retreat!

[yelping, gasping]

-Wait! The Hobgobbler!

Ah!

TOM:
Whoa!

[grunts]

- [roars]
- Thunder!

-Gotcha!

[laughter]

- [snarling]
- Blast 'em!

- [fizzling]
- Uh, uh, uh.

I wouldn't do that
if I were you, Tommy.

That little dart
in the lightning bird's side

- is coated in poison.
- [snarls]

TOM:
Oh, no.

-Nice try, but too late.

The good news is
I have the antidote.

But you'll never get it
if you blow us to smithereens.

But, being the generous
Dragon King that I am,

I'm willing to give you
the antidote.

For a price.

-What do you want?

-Your book with all
the dragon stuff in it.

-I... [sighs]
I can't give you that.

-Not even to save
the life of your dragon?

Some friend you got there.

-No!
I mean I can't give it to you

because I don't have it with me.

It's over a thousand years old.

I don't just bring it
everywhere.

[weak growl, snarl]

- Okay. Okay. I got you.
- [groans]

-What kind of monster
poisons dragons?

-The rich kind. You see,

I have a lavish lifestyle
to maintain.

-He doeshave
a sophisticated palate.

- [groans]
- Just give me the antidote.

-You're in no position
to make demands,

middle schooler.

You have until sundown
to give me the book.

Look for the smoke
in the Ice Realm.

We'll make the exchange there.

The antidote
for the dragon book.

[snarls]

And come alone.
I don't want any funny business.

I'd hate to see your
electric skunk short out
for good.

[laughing]

[weak growl]

♪ ♪

- What do we do?
- Get him on the gurney.

We need to take his vitals.

♪ ♪

-Eugene, keep the Hobgobbler
entertained.

[sad growl]

[chirping]

-Sit. And try not to drool
on anything.

[quiet growl]

- [shivers]
- Hang in there, Thunder.

[weak growling]

[beeping]

TOM: What's it say?

D'ANGELO:
Pulse is a little irregular.

Temperature seems low.

First step in triage
is to dress the wound.

Stick with me, Thunder.
I'm gonna get you through this.

[growls]

- Will that ointment help?
- Not for the poison.

We need something else.

Maybe the Speed Stinger
anti-venom!

Your mom and the Gonzalezes
helped develop it.

Okay, Thunder. Under the tongue.

[sniffing, sad purr]

- Well?!
- Give it a minute, Tom.

-I can't believe
Buzzsaw would do this

over the dragon book.

-Have you looked him
in the eyes?

Nothing he does surprises me.

And just think how much stronger
he'll be with that book.

-Alex is right.
Even if he can't read it,

a picture can be worth
a thousand words.

-If this anti-venom works,

we won't have to give Buzzsaw
the dragon book.

- Right, Thunder?
- [purrs]

[weak roar]

-I don't think it's working, D.

[weak snarl]

[dramatic music]

-Not getting any better?

It's too bad we don't have some
sort of dragon medical book.

That sure would come
in handy right about now.

- Watch his vitals!
- Be right back!

- Uh, what'd I say?
- [chirps]

♪ ♪

-Nightlights, Nightlights,
Nightlights...

- Here it is!
- What's it say? Anything?

-No. Nothing about poison.

-There's gotta be some way.
Something I'm missing.

If I can just figure it out,
we won't have to...

-D, I-I know you're really smart
about this stuff,

but Thunder
is running out of time.

I have to give Buzzsaw the book.

-I understand. I would do
the same thing for Plowhorn.

-Come on. I'll go on Feathers.

I need you to watch
Thunder while I'm gone.

♪ ♪

- [squawking]
- Hey! Stop!

Get away from me!
Why am I always being chased?!

- [screaming]
- What?

Wasn't Eugene supposed to
keep an eye

on the Hobgobbler?

-Eugene is supposed to do
a lot of things.

- [snarling]
- Hey! Hey! Chill out, Pete.

I got him.

- [squawking]
- Come on, little dude.

Let's get you...

- [squawk]
- Tom!

- Look!
- He was hit, too?

- Yeah, but he seems fine.
- [squawk]

-How is that possible?

♪ ♪

- [growls]
- This doesn't make any sense.

This dart is the same size
as Thunder's.

Considering
the Hobgobbler's size,

it shouldaffect him much more.

But he's fine.

-He must have the antidote.

Where's the antidote, huh?

- You holding out on us?
- [squawk]

-I don't think he has it,
Eugene.

-Yeah, well,
I don't trust that face.

[squawk]

-Something must have
given him immunity.

Let me see the book.

Huh.

These flowers seem to glow,

just like the darts.

-Hobgobblers must eat
those flowers.

-If I can find them
and feed them to Thunder,

they might cure him!

-Then we wouldn't have to hand
over the dragon book.

[snarls]

[weak breathing, growl]

♪ ♪

[growls]

-I don't know.

-Give me a chance, Tom.
It's not sundown yet.

- I'll go with D. Really?
- Me, too.

- Well, I'm not babysitting him.
- [squawk]

-[sighs] Okay. But if Thunder
starts to get worse,

or if it's taking too much time,

I'm finding Buzzsaw
and making the trade.

-Army Rangers' vow.
You can trust me. I got this.

-And me. I got this.

-Uh, yeah. Thanks, Eugene.

[weak growling]

♪ ♪

-You ever wonder how smart
dragons are?

Like,
definitely smarter than dogs.

Smarter than some people...

- Smarter than you.
- Very funny.

How about dolphins, Webs? Hm?

Are you guys smarter
than dolphins?

[snarls]

-How about less talking,
more looking?

-It's hard to focus
if I'm not talking.

-Wow.
You must alwaysbe focused.

- [blows raspberry]
- Come on!

Tom is trusting me, us,

to save Thunder's life.

And that depends
on finding those flowers.

-Do you even know
where you're going?

-Yes. Back to where
we found the Hobgobbler.

If those flowers
are their food source,

there should be some nearby.

♪ ♪

[gasps] Down there!

Webs saw it first!
Smarter than a dolphin.

JUN: Glowing flowers, check.
Hobgobblers, check.

-Thunder's cure, check.

[rustling]

-Huh? Ah! Nasty!

-No one said there was gonna be
slimy things on the mission!

- And yet, here you are.
- D'ANGELO: Come on.

We gotta harvest
as much as we can.

[shrieks]

- [both gasp]
- It's okay, little buddy.

- [squawking]
- This is gonna be tricky.

It's trying to protect
its food source.

-Okay, well, we need
to protect our fingers.

How do we get rid of them?

-Ugh! These two are making this
so complicated.

[cracks knuckles]
I got this. Watch the master.

- [squawks]
- [yelping]

[grunts]

There. Was that so hard?

[tense music]

-Eugene...

-I'm not far from that one,
Junebug.

[squawking]

- [screaming]
- [roaring]

- That works.
- Nice job, Eugene!

-Just hurry! Get the flowers
before I'm a hot lunch!

[screaming]

-Jun?

-Sorry.
Was kind of enjoying that.

- [screaming]
- Okay, I think we're good!

Now, let's get back
to Tom and Thunder.

- [screaming]
- [dragons snapping]

-Aren't you forgetting
somebody?! Ah!

[squawking]

♪ ♪

[growls]

-Just hang in there
a little longer, pal.

-How is he?

-His breathing is kind of slow.

His skin feels a little clammy.

-And what about you?

-I'm just worried about him.

-They'll be back soon
with the flowers.

-You know, Alex, I thought
I had a pretty great life

before I got here.

I'd ventured
all around the world.

I did exciting things, you know,
stuff kids only dream about.

But then I met Thunder.

And none of that
other stuff mattered.

He means everything to me, Alex.

I don't know what I'll do if...

if this doesn't turn out okay.

-You know I understand.
We all do.

- [roars]
- [beeping]

[snarling, coughing]

[growls]

-Thunder!

- [weak growling]
- [beeping continues]

[roar, cough]

- [sighs]
- [beeping stops]

Oh, that's it.
I'm sorry, D'Angelo.

I'm going to get the antidote.

Are you okay with me
taking Feathers?

-Of course. Whatever you need.

♪ ♪

-Have no fear. Dr. D is here.

-We got the flowers.

-Mostly thanks to me.
You're welcome.

-You hear that, pal?
You're gonna be okay.

♪ ♪

-Guys, look out.
Give him some room.

-Here you go, Thunder. Open up.

-Go ahead, pal. It's okay.

- Yeah, that's it.
- Just give it a minute.

[sniffing, growl]

[hopeful music]

- [pained growl]
- [machine beeping]

-What's happening?

[growls]

- I don't know.
- What is that? How bad is he?

-I don't get it.

- Why didn't this work?
- [beeping]

I was so sure

it had to do with those flowers!

Why else were they
in the dragon book?

-I should've made the trade
with Buzzsaw already.

- I never should have waited.
- Tom, I-I'm sorry.

-Just hold on, pal.

- I'll be back.
- [weak growl]

[dramatic music]

-It's not your fault, D.

-You did everything you could.

-Tom trusted me,

and I let him down.

♪ ♪

[sniffling, grunts]

[fire crackling]

-Right on schedule.

I see you brought the book.

Good dragon boy.

- Doing what you're told.
- Here.

-Now, give me the antidote.

-Not so fast.

Timing is everything
with something like this.

You wouldn't want me
to mess it up now, would you?

-[sighs] No.

-I'll never understand

why you care so much

about these flying lizards
anyway.

-You're right.
You'll never understand.

-But I must say,
today, I'm happy you do.

And... [sniffs]

There. I think she's ready.

♪ ♪

Now, give me the book,

and I'll give you the antidote.

[grunts]

[laughing]

- What's so funny?
- BUZZSAW: Once again,

little Tom,
I have made a fool of you!

Ha! It's so easy!

- What? What do you mean?
- That's not an antidote.

It's just an artisan vegan stew!

[laughing]

But, I promise

that flask will
keep it nice and hot for you.

- [laughing]
- [Tom growls]

-Give me the real antidote!

-Sorry. No can do.

Because there isno antidote.

[gasps]

You fell for the oldest trick
in the book!

-And then, you lost the book!
[laughs]

-There's no cure... Thunder!

[growls, yelling]

BUZZSAW:
Oh, where are my manners?

I should have invited you
to stay for stew.

Maybe we'll have
your skunk for dessert.

[struggling]

♪ ♪

[soft breathing]

D'ANGELO: I know I let you
and Tom down.

I was just...

so sure that the Hobgobbler
being immune

had to do with those flowers.

I never meant to make things
worse. I was just...

[soft roar]

I know. I know.
Save your strength.

[sniffing]

- [confused growl]
- What is it?

[snarling]

-Doesn't matter anymore.
He can have them now.

[snarling]

♪ ♪

[growling]

[gasps] They eat the slugs!

[screech, confused growl]

♪ ♪

-You're not gonna try the stew?

It makes for a great last meal.

Oh, I forgot.

Your hands are tied
behind your back. Sorry.

-You might wanna eat faster.

My friends and their dragons
will be here soon.

-Oh, I doubt that, Tommy.

Now that we have these,

I don't think they'll bring

their favorite dragons around us

just so they can get
poisoned, too.

Come to think of it,
I wonder what the effect

of these poison darts
will have on a human.

[panting, yelps]

What do you say we find out,
Tommy? [inhales]

[gasps]

[grunting]

-Oh!

- [shriek]
- Whoa!

♪ ♪

[screech]

-Feathers! Bite the ropes!

-Ford! Winston! Dart those two!

[shriek]

- Feathers!
- [Buzzsaw laughing]

- [zapping]
- [screaming]

[triumphant music]

Thunder!

[growling]

- [roars]
- [whimpering]

-Yeah! [laughs]

Hoo! [laughs]

D'ANGELO:
I cracked the case, Kullersen!

The miracle of
not-so-modern medicine.

♪ ♪

-Take them down!

-Whoa! [grunts]

- [growls]
- Oh!

[screaming]

-Thanks! You're saving lives
left and right today.

-It's nothing new for Dr. D.

♪ ♪

- [grunting]
- [clanging]

[gasps, wheezes]

[groans]

[gasps]

[dragon roars]

[growling]

-Aah!

-Woo-hoo!

- [yelps]
- Swicked shot, Webs!

-It's over, Buzzsaw!
Now, give me back my book.

- Or else.
- [dragons growling]

-I don't think so.

- [dragon call]
- [growls]

[clanging]

[roars]

Get me outta here, Jack!

♪ ♪

[grunts]

-Come on!
We need to go after them!

-No. Feathers was hit.

-What?!

- [weak breathing]
- Don't worry, Alex. I'm on it.

[weak growl]

Sorry. I know it's gross.

She'll be okay.

[squawking, purr]

- [sighs]
- Slugs?

[grunts, laughs]

Okay. Glad to see you, too, pal.

-The slugs we're actually...

We'll fill you in later.

[purrs]

-I thought I was gonna
lose you, pal.

[happy growling]

I'm so glad you're okay.

- Is that the antidote?
- Nope.

It's just Buzzsaw's dinner.
There never was an antidote.

-He is one sick individual.

-Ew.

-If it wasn't for you, D,

Thunder wouldn't have made it.

-Um... Just doing my job.

-No. No,
I-I should have trusted you.

Instead, I gave away the book

and put more dragons in danger.

-It's all good.
You were desperate.

For a minute there,
even I didn't think
I could trust me.

The most important thing is that
Thunder and Feathers are okay.

-Don't worry about the book,
Tom. We'll get it back.

-Way before Buzzsaw
deciphers its secrets

and uses them to put the entire
dragon world in danger.

What?
I said way before he does that.

[groaning]

- [splattering]
- [groans]

-Eat those two,
and don't ever call me.

[grimacing]

[gaging, groaning]

♪ ♪

-Let's head home, pal.

[booming roar]

♪ ♪

- BUZZSAW: No! No!
- [fire crackling]

What is this?!

This entire thing is written
in some stupid other language?!

What kind of idiot does that?!
Useless!

[screams]

[heavy breathing]

Whoa. Look at all those weapons.

Now,
thatlooks like a dragon king.

[music crescendos]

♪ ♪