05x13 - The Tale of Badge

[bunniefuu]

(kid laughing)

(thunder)

So, what happens
if he doesn't show?

He'll show.

What if he doesn't?

No problem.

Come on, guys, no fighting.

The rules say no fighting,
so no fighting.

So, Gar, what's your story
about tonight?

It's about magic.

I love magic, and you do, too,
because I'm the boss,

and the rules say you
gotta like what I like.

Yeah, we hear
you like Samantha.

Stig!
Samantha, what a babe.

I have a picture of her
in my room.

It's right next to my bed.

In fact, I declare
this meeting closed

so I can go home and
look at it right--

(laughter)

Uh-oh.

You know, I'm not even mad,
'cause Tucker just

proved a point for my story.

I did?
Yep.

You just proved that everyone
has a special talent.

In your case, it's being
a complete idiot.

(all laugh)

But everybody else has
a positive talent

that makes them special.

Some people sing,
others are really smart.

Some draw, some play
an instrument.

But those are all
obvious talents.

Some people have talents
that are hidden,

waiting for someone
or something to bring them out.

If you're one of those people,

you better hope that when
you find your talent,

it's something
you can control,

or it might control you.

Submitted for the approval
of the Midnight Society,

I call this story...

"The Tale of Badge."

Oh, it's coming!

Oh, isn't it
a grand cake?

Oh, happy birthday.
Thanks.

Everybody ready?
Smile.

Now blow it out.

Hey, I did it!

Hey!

Science Fair,
first place, baby.

That's wonderful.

That's fantastic.

We'll have none of that, now.
Behave yourself.

¶¶

(knock on door)

Yeah?

Care for an old
woman's company?

You're not so old.

I'm old enough to know when
someone has troubles.

It's no big deal.

It's just that
it's my birthday,

and sometimes
I feel like,

you know, it doesn't
really matter.

Has this got something
to do with a certain

blue ribbon brother?

No!

Yes.

How come he got
all the brains,

and all I get
is ordinary?

You're anything
but ordinary, my dear,

and your birthday's very,
very important...

especially this one.

Happy birthday.

Thanks, Willy.

My grandmother gave me this
chest on my th birthday,

as did her grandmother
before her.

But this...

is yours, and yours alone.

It's very special,
just like you.

It's like yours.

It's called a "Jasper."

I love it.

Thanks, Willy.

You're very welcome.

And now I want you
to see something.

This book--

(knock on door)
Gwen?

I just had a call from
your band instructor.

What's the matter?

Gwen quit the band today.

Oh, Gwen, no.

I wasn't any good.

Oh, you couldn't be
more wrong.

Music is your gift.
I know.

You must develop it.

Your instructor wants to meet
with your father and me

after the parents
conference tonight,

so I'll need you
to watch Trevor.

Tonight?
Mm-hmm.

Willy, will you babysit,
please, please?

Oh, sorry, lass,
Ladies' Club meeting tonight.

We'll talk about
this tomorrow.

Mom, I have a party
tonight I gotta go to.

Well, Gwen, I'm sorry.

There just isn't any time
to get anyone else.

(Willy)
Behave yourself!

Come on, we're gonna be late.

We'll be home around : ,

but Willy should be home
about : .

Okay.
And when she comes home,

you can go to
that party, okay?

Really?

Well, I'm not a total ogre.

Thanks, mom.

Happy birthday, sweetie.
Thanks, dad.

(horn honks)
Oh, that's my ride.

I'll be back at : sharp.

And as for you,
primum non nocere.

What does that mean?

First, do no harm.

See you at : .

Yeah, bye.

I don't care what
you do, Greek boy,

just stay outta my face.

It wasn't Greek,
it was Latin.

Ugh!

Hi, Di?
Hi, it's me.

If I'm lucky, he'll do an
experiment and blow himself up.

(sustained note)

(note echoing)

Trevor?

Trevor?

What are you doing
in here?

I, uh, I thought I left some
microscope slides in here.

Have you seen them?

Yeah, right.
Get outta here.

You shouldn't be touching
Willy's things.

What was that sound?

I didn't hear anything.

Just say outta there.

Yeah, yeah.

So is Brian there yet?

He brought Sally Smitts?

I thought he didn't like her.

(ground rumbling)

Trevor?

Oh, man, the power
just went out.

Diane?
Hello?

Trevor, come on, we gotta--

(knock on door)

Who's there?

(man)
I'm looking for Setterwind.

There's no one here
by that name.

Wh-why don't you go next door?

Come in, may I?

An accident.

There's been an accident.

There's a gas station
a few blocks away.

Y-you can get help there.

In some kind of trouble,
are you?

No.
No, we're fine.

Then why are your lights out?

Look, I'll call
the police for you,

but I'm not letting you in.

Gwen?

Who was that?

I don't think I want to know.

(doorknob rattles)

Who's there?

(Willy's voice) Gwen, I
forgot my keys again, dear.

(sighs)
Really?

Are we glad to see you.

(wicked laughter)
Aah! Aah!

Returned has Badge.

(wicked laughter)

Setterwind.

(laughing)

Not the Setterwind.

So, who are you?
What do you want?

Badge, I am.

Where is it?

Let her go!

Where is it?

Where is what?

The Setterwind.

(evil laughter)

Gwen!

Bring me the Setterwind.

(evil laughter)

Trevor!

Trevor?

(screams)

(Badge)
Six centuries.

Six long centuries,

Trapped in that wretched prison,
I was.

Where are you?

Aah!

(evil laughter)

Where's my brother?

Bring me the Setterwind.

Trade for it, I will.

I don't have the Setterwind.

I don't even know what one is.

Young you are...

kept me trapped,
the Setterwind did,

for lifetimes.

But now free, I am.

Setterwind magic is
no match for mine.

(evil laughter)

Hang and rot in my garden

for what it has done to me.

Now, return...

and bring me
the Setterwind.

Music...
Music is my gift.

Celina Setterwind.

"By darkest night,
I play the song,

"to hold the beast in
moments long.

"I call upon
the Jasper's light

to bind the goblin
in Setterwind might."

Willy!

Willy's the Setterwind.

He wants revenge on Willy.

(gasps)
It's me.

My gosh, I don't believe this.

The Jasper's light.

To bind the goblin.

I better be right about this.

Hello?

Badge?

I'm back.

Badge?

Show yourself.

Fine!

I-I want my brother back.

Where's the Setterwind?

And I'm not gonna
let you hurt Willy!

(evil laughter)

I call upon
the Jasper's light

to bind the goblin
in Setterwind might.

No.
(evil laughter)

Young you are.

Setterwind power
not yet strong.

I call upon
the Jasper's light...

Hang, you will,
in my garden.

No!

(screams)

(growling)

Gwen!

(Willy)
Trevor!

The Setterwind.

Play the song, Gwen.

Music is your gift--
the song.

Willy?

Willy?

Play the song.
What song?

Okay, music is my gift.

What is the song?

Badge.

B-A-D-G-E.

Music notes!

Long have I been waiting

for this, Setterwind.

Then I'm sorry
to disappoint you.

No.

Disappoint me,

you will not.

Mine, the Jasper will be...

along with
the Setterwind magic.

Life...
there's none.

No power has the Jasper.

Why?

¶¶

(musical note reverberating)

I'm afraid you're too late.

The power's no longer mine.

¶¶

(gasps)

You see, I passed the gift
to my granddaughter.

¶¶

(earth rumbling)

(crying out)

And you, my friend--

you're going back
in the box.

¶¶

(crying out)

¶¶

Don't mess with a Setterwind.

Gwen?

Trevor!

Are you okay?
Yeah.

I knew you'd come through
for me.

Where's Willy?

Right here.

And Badge?

Back where he belongs,
I see.

Willy, I don't think I really
understand what happened.

Oh, you will, child.

The Setterwind magic
has been handed down

from grandmother to
granddaughter for centuries.

But with that magic comes
a grave responsibility.

We're the guardians
of this box

and the monster inside of it.

That's the evil part
of our magic

that will never be
released.

That's it?

My sister's some kind
of witch?

And all she gets to do is
babysit a boogeyman in a box?

That's weak.

Can she do magic stuff
and cast spells and...

(Willy humming)

come out of boxes and make
herself really small,

and come in a cloud
of smoke,

and-- and change
into things and-- and...

Hi, Willy.
What's in the box?

Nothing for a nosy little boy.

But I do believe there's some
ice cream in the freezer.

Yes!

You made him forget!

You touched him,
and he forgot.

There are many things to know
about the Setterwind magic,

and you'll learn them all.

Happy birthday, Gwen.

You're indeed
a very special girl.

Everyone has their own
special talent,

and Gwen found out that
hers was far more special

than she could've
ever hoped for...

yet.

Cool.

Cool.
That was really great.

I have a special talent.

I don't think I wanna know.

Will this be disgusting?

(howling)

(wolves howling back)

Uh, gotta go.

Me, too.

Hey, yo, wait up.