♪
♪
♪
♪
♪
(Crickets chirping)
(Squawking)
♪
(Hissing)
(Squawking)
No!
(Squawking)
♪
(Snoring)
Oh no.
(Hissing)
(Yelling)
♪
(Moaning)
(Waves lapping)
♪
Oo.
Now, there’s my ticket into
Marshank.
(Groaning)
Hi there, mate.
You’re the beast they left
behind?
I heard you was injured.
That’s me, ah.
Them rotten slaves hit me in the
paw.
Who are you?
Bucktail’s the name.
Captain sent me back to get ya.
He did?
Aye, now hold still while I
bind that paw up for you.
Ow, it hurts bad, Bucktail.
You was lucky it didn’t catch
you higher, or you’d be a
goner!
Now, up on your paws, mate and
I’ll give you a lift back to
Marshank.
Ugh, thanks, Bucktail.
I’ll never forget ya for this.
That you won’t, matey.
That you won’t.
♪
(Grumbling)
Almost there.
(Yelling)
What’s all the commotion?
Same old, same old.
Those two have been going at
each other for hours.
Are you seriously asking me
to believe these escaped slaves
are going to return and lay
siege to Marshank?
Why that’s too funny for words.
(Laughing)
Laugh if you wants, but they
dared to be in your shirt, when
they comes a looking for ya.
Ha, they’ll want to put as
much distance between themselves
and Marshank as possible.
By the way, how’s your ship
refloating coming along?
(Grunting)
’Bout as good as your stone
quarrion.
Not much empire-building today?
I remind you that’s my food
you’re eating!
You worthless sea scum.
Well, from now on you’ll earn
your food, like any of my
creatures.
Your creatures?
We ain’t your creatures!
We’re free roving sea beasts!
(Glass breaking)
(Grumbling)
Come on mate, let’s get ya
some rest.
♪
Shh, someone’s coming.
Ohh.
There you go mate.
Ahh.
A good sleep will do you a
power of good.
’Tis the best healer of all.
(Yawning)
Right you are, Bucktail.
I feel like I could sleep for a
season.
(Snoring)
♪
Brome!
Oh, Bucktail, me old matey,
y-you look like some kind of
mouse without your hat on.
Hey!
(Whistling)
(Gasping)
Ugh!
Ooo, that ought to keep him
asleep for awhile.
Brome, what are you doing
here?
I’ve come to get you out, all
of you!
♪
(Gasping)
Brome!
I can’t believe you came back.
Are you out of your mind?
We’ll find out soon enough
won’t we?
Get into these as quick as you
can.
The rest of you, listen
carefully.
♪
Brome.
(Coughing)
Oh no!
Grumm, get up, now!
(Grunting)
Get off him!
(Hissing)
(Gasping)
Sword, Embala’s sword.
(Hissing)
Are you alright?
(Choking)
I will be.
Thanks.
♪
Slow worms, more of them!
(Hissing)
(Liquid gurgling)
You sent for me, sire?
Yes.
I have a job for you, Gurad.
Sire?
I’ve had more than enough of
me old sea mate captain Clogg,
so I’ve decided to take matters
into my own hands.
Eh, great seasons, there’s
enough poison in there to lay an
army out.
(Cackling)
Clogg never could resist a
drop of blackberry grog.
Well, I hope he enjoys this one,
it will most certainly be his
last.
(Gulping)
So listen carefully, Rat,
here’s what you must do.
Ha!
(Unclear)
You’re the beast I’ve been
looking for.
Now listen up, matey.
When I tell you about a little
plan I’ve arranged for the
treacherous, former partner of
mine.
Heh-heh-heh.
Once he’s asleep, place the
flagon in his paw.
Knowing him like I do, when he
wakes in the morning, he’ll pop
the cork and guzzle it right off
without a thought, ha-ha!
The stupid, plated buffoon!
(Cackling)
♪
So, farewell, Lord Badrang.
(Groaning)
(Thudding)
♪
(Footsteps)
Remember, stay in the
shadows, don’t hurry too much
and above all, be silent.
♪
Hey, you’re not Badrang.
♪
Might as well have that; you
won’t be needing it anymore.
♪
(Gasping)
♪
What are you doing here,
matey?
Uh, um, just getting rid of
this dirty spy for Lord Badrang.
Good, get on with your work
then.
Just a moment, mate.
What are you doing with that
bunch of slaves?
Not that it’s any of your
business, but Lord Badrang
wants them locked up in the
prison pit where he can keep an
eye on ’em.
Oh, eh-right, just curious is
all.
Well, I’ll, bid you goodnight
then.
You’ll have your paws full
getting them all down into that
little pit.
We’re not here to argue,
we’re just carry out our
leader’s orders.
And don’t ask too many
questions.
Well that’s all the likes of
us can do, eh mate?
Well, uh, goodnight again.
♪
Phew, that was close.
Let’s get the grate off that
pit, quickly.
♪
(Creaking)
♪
Phew, that was close.
♪
Here’s to you, fortress
Marshank!
You’ll not have me tonight!
(Gulping)
♪
(Grunting)
It’s stuck.
(Grunting)
(Grumbling awake)
What in the name of frog
feathers are you doing down
there?
♪
Answer me now or I raise the
alarm.
♪
♪
Well, answer me now, or I
raise the alarm.
Well, what does it look like
we’re doing, taking a swim?
We’re putting all the slaves in
the prison pit, Badrang’s
orders.
They won’t all fit down
there, besides three of them
escaped from that pit.
Yeah, right past the sentry
that was supposed to be watching
them.
The sentry you replaced.
I--
The one that ain’t around no
more.
Uh, well, uh, they won’t
escape while I’m watching ’em!
Yeah, right, the gate’s what
you should be watching mate.
That way, no one gets in and no
one gets out.
♪
I knew that.
♪
Let’s get them down there,
quickly.
Alright, you lot, on the
double.
(Murmuring)
Mmm-hmm.
(Thudding)
Why have you brought us down
into this filthy place?
The front gate was open, we
could have walked right out--
And straight into the waiting
arms of Clogg and his crew?
Think they would have let us
pass freely?
Maybe not, but at least we
would have had a chance.
What kind of madness is it to
bring us to a place with no
possible way out?
Madness, ma’am?
♪
(Gasping)
I don’t believe it!
So there is a way out.
Oh very certainly, ma’am, and
soon you and all of us will
finally be free.
But there’s little time to waste
if we’re all going to get into
this tunnel by sunrise.
Then let’s get going.
♪
(Hissing)
We don’t stand a chance.
There’s too many.
Grumm, make fire, fast.
Aye, Rosie.
That’d do the trick.
(Clacking)
Hurry, Grumm.
♪
(Hissing)
Now, Grumm!
(Cracking)
Hurry!
Grumm!
(Flame roaring)
Martin!
Get back!
(Grunting)
(Yelling)
Charge!
(Hissing)
♪
Is he, dead?
He’s alive!
Come on, Warden, you’ve
lasted this long, come on.
(Quiet squawking)
(Giggling)
♪
(Birds chirping)
♪
(Footsteps)
I think the mist is starting
to clear.
Yes, the sun is breaking
through.
(Gasping)
Look up, ahead!
Mountains.
Big ones.
And Noonvale’s on the other
side?
Well, dig my tunnel.
This means got to climb your
third hill?
Only half way.
Do you see the cave?
(Birds chirping)
Our eyes aren’t as good as
yours, Warden, but if you say
it’s there, then we believe you.
It is there, a tunnel through
the mountains.
Huh?
Find the cave and you are on
your way home.
You saved my life.
I will not forget this.
Besides the cave is there
anything else we should look out
for on the mountain?
Ask Baldred.
♪
The mountain is not mine, these
are my marshes and I alone am
the law.
MARTINWell, it certainly is
a long way up.
Yes, it is.
A mighty hard climb.
Perhaps we could be, eating
breakfast, before starting?
Good idea.
Hmm.
(Footsteps)
That took longer than I
thought, the sun’s already up.
Then let’s get this entrance
hidden before they discover
we’re gone.
Keyla, what are you waiting
for?
Nothing, I’m coming.
Sure is dark in there.
You’re sure this is how you
escaped last time?
Ugh, don’t worry Keyla, we’ll
be out of here before you know
it.
I certainly hope so.
(Lip smacking)
This Baldred, the Warden
spoke about, I wonder who he
might be.
If it’s a he.
It could be a she.
Or a thing.
What kind of thing.
I’m sure I have no idea, but
one thing I’m certain of--
(Squealing)
What in the name of--
(Chattering)
Hey!
♪
Mine.
Stop it, mine.
What’s going on here?
Put that down, it doesn’t
belong to you.
Hey!
(Giggling)
Huh?
Ah, Martin, get him to stop.
Stop it.
(Yelling)
Do you hear me?
Stop it!
Ah, ooo.
You little hooligans, what do
you mean by wrecking our camp
like this?
Ha, it’s not your land, it’s
ours.
We’re the Gawtrybe.
We do what we want, so, there.
(Blowing raspberry)
Keep this up and I’ll report
all of you to the Warden of
Marshwood Hill.
(Laughing)
I am in awe!
The Warden only rules the
Marshland, he never comes here.
(Giggling)
Then, I’ll tell Baldred
instead!
(Gasping)
Huh, you can’t ’cause she’s
not here.
Besides, we don’t want to stay
anyway.
(Chattering)
Did you see their eyes when I
mentioned Baldred?
Yes, I wonder who she is?
Think we’ve seen the last of
the Gawtrybe?
♪
(Footsteps)
It’s so dark and stuffy down
here, I don’t think I can
breathe.
Stay calm, Keyla, we’re
almost there.
Look up ahead, can you see
the light?
Yes, yes I can.
(Rumbling)
Brome, what’s that sound?
(Gasping)
Cave in!
(Screaming)
We’re trapped.
There’s no way out, we’re
going to die in here.
We’re going to die!
♪
Oh no.
This is Gawtrybe land.
You’ve got to pay to pass
through.
We carry nothing of value.
Just food for ourselves, please,
let us pass.
We’ll be off your land by
nightfall.
(Giggling)
Let us pass, please, please,
let us pass, please, please.
(Chattering)
Martin, they’ve got us
surrounded.
I am Wak, leader of the
Gawtrybe, you want to pass?
Give me your sword and I’ll let
you pass.
No beast takes this sword
from me.
Then I will fight you for it,
one on one.
And if I win, you’ll let us
pass?
Haha, if you win!
Now, give your sword to the
marsh maid and let’s see how
good you are without a w*apon.
Martin!
♪
♪
♪