04x04 - The Decoy

[bunniefuu]

-Ha! Fooled ya. Hm...

A little Himalayan pink salt,

smoked low and slow
over some applewood.

You might taste pretty good.

-Huh?

-So, this is our lab
where we study our discoveries.

-Hey. Never been in here before.

-The Gonzalezes
are studying a specimen

we recently discovered
deep in the fissure.

-It looks to contain a profile
of deep ocean minerals.

-Just like a sample
we found years ago
at the bottom of the ocean.

You remember that, sweetie?

-I vaguely remember

being seasick for five months.

-Aw, you were such a trouper.

Hm...
-Now I'm mortified.

-And over here
is our prized find.

We discovered this specimen
on our latest dig.

Its properties are truly unique.

It's harder than a diamond.

Wow. That's... cool.

-Yeah! Can't believe
something like that

is just buried in the ground
beneath our feet. Yep.

Did you know they found
another piece of Dragonsite?

-Dragonsite?

-Oh! Uh, I-I mean you found
another piece of that...

crystal stuff! That's so cool!

And it should have a cool name
to go with it!

Like maybe Dragonsite

or something... else...
cooler... maybe.

Oh, Tommy, you're so funny.

Isn't Dragonsite
already the name

of a gem in that fantasy game

you and the other kids
are always playing?

-Um, yes! Yes,
that's... that's right, Eugene.

From the fantasy game
that we're always playing.

-You know what? Science is
so fascinating, Dr. Kullersen.

-Dare I say... geology rocks.

-Yes, Eugene, it does.

We'll call it Dragonsite.
Why not?

-Great!

-Totally saved your butt.

-Well, that's the end
of the field trip.

Consider yourselves released.

-Thanks, Dr. Kullersen.

-Thanks, Mom.

-What are you guys gonna do
for the rest of the day?

Play that dragon game?

-Um, actually, we're gonna
take my drone out

and get some aerial shots
of Rakke Town.

-Okay. Be home by dinner.

I'm making your favorite
mac and cheese.

-They're getting closer to
discovering the hidden realms.

That new piece of Dragonsite
proves it. This is bad.

-Not as bad as you
almost blowing the secret.

-I didn't almost
blow the secret!

-Oh, come on, Kullersen.

You were a babbling
puddle of jelly.

Luckily,
I was there to bail you out.

-Guys! Shh!

I didn't wanna say anything

while Tom was almost
blowing the secret

and Eugene was
sucking up to his mom,

-but my sensors are going off

in the Ice Realm.

-This is the third dragon
we freed

from one of Buzzsaw's traps
this week alone.

-As long as
that nut's on the loose,

this place isn't safe
for dragons.

We gotta find him
and get him outta here.

-Let me remind you

that he's a nut
that carries a hatchet.

-But we have dragons, Alex,
and he doesn't.

That means advantage Dragon
Riders.

-Yeah, but we have you, Tommy,

so that kind of evens
things up again.

Ow!

-That sounds like
another dragon in trouble.

-Is it a dragon?

-No.

It's Buzzsaw's camp.

We found him.

-Ew. Dirty socks?
Porcelain tea set?

What is with this guy?

-He really made himself at home.

-But where is he?
-Probably split.

Went back to his old,
pathetic, crazy, twisted life.

-Remember, that's always
an option for you, too.

-Not Buzzsaw.

He's out trapping more dragons.
I'm sure of it.

-Guys! Over here!

-Don't worry, little ones.

We'll have you
out of here in no time.

BUZZSAW:
Tom and pals!

So glad you came when I called.

-That's how he's been
luring these dragons.

By mimicking their calls.

-Yes. You morons have fallen
into my trap, too.

Mother always said those piccolo
lessons were a waste of time.

If she could see me now.

-His "trap" is to take on five
dragons with a dopey whistle?

Sounds like
you're the moron, moron!

-Sorry the place is such a mess.

-Easy, pal. We got him.

-No, Tom. What you all got

is very little time
to write your wills.

Oops! Forgot to tell you.

I invited another friend
to join us.

-Uh, Tommy?
What were you saying earlier

about us having dragons
and Buzzsaw not?!

-Now hand over the lightning
dragon and the other ones,

or instead of
cutting down trees,

my friend here
will turn you into sashimi.

-Tom, I'm thinking
it's probably time for us to--

-Go!

Thunder!

Look out!

-Turns out it's true.

Revenge is best served cold.

Which is pretty easy when you
live on an ice cube.

-We got to get to our dragons.

-How?
-I got this!

-Webmaster, blast that thing!

-Webmaster, no!

-Stand down!

-What are you doing, Kullersen?

-That dragon
is just scared and confused.

-It doesn't wanna hurt us.
-Tom!

-Oh, you're soright, Tommy.

-It has nointerest
in hurting us.

-Move it! Double time!

-Hey! Not me!

Them!

-Thunder! Blast the tree!

-Go, go, go!

-Huh?

-Uh, did Buzzsaw actually
bond with a dragon?

If so, that is one
dysfunctional relationship.

-If he was bonded
to that dragon,

he wouldn't need
to keep it tied up.

-D'Angelo's right.

-It's all about the whistle.

Sharp note to rile it up,
and low note to calm it down.

-Kind of clever, actually.

I mean, it's still bad, though.

-We need to get that whistle.

-Exactly. Me and Webs
will lead us in. And then--

-Whoa, whoa, whoa.
-Why not?

-We can't just race in
and risk hurting that dragon

or those other ones
in the cages.

Thunder and I will sneak
into Buzzsaw's camp,

get the whistle, then
signal for you guys to fly in

and free the other
c*ptive dragons.

-What do we do with Buzzsaw?

-We'll figure that out
after we save the dragons.

But he can't stay here.

-Uh, pfft. I should be the one
leading this mission, not him.

I have the most real-world
Buzzsaw experience.

I know what makes him tick.
Do I need to remind everyone

that Tom confused Buzzsaw
for a hiker named Keith?

Not to mention his last plan
led us right into a trap.

I should be the head
of this snake.

-Instead,
you're the whole snake.

-Sorry, Eugene.
I gotta go with Kullersen.

-What about you, Gonzo?

-You make a lot of good points,

but I have to side
with the group.

If for no other reason,
I want to live.

-Okay. Wait for my signal.

-Here's what I'm thinking.

Nice log cabin.

Authentic forest living.

Maybe something with a veranda?

-And over here...

my taxidermy station.

So I can mount that
lousy lightning dragon's head

over the fireplace.
Maybe yours, too!

-It would look so good,
wouldn't it?

-As soon as he puts down
the whistle, I'll grab it.

Then we signal for backup.

Quiet, quiet, quiet.
Hey, we're here to help.

-I'm gonna go find my hatchet.
You stay.

-You're shackled to the ground.

You haveto stay.

-This is gonna be
easier than I thought.

Come on. Now's our chance.

Maybe too easy.

-Thunder, no!

Ah!

-Wow! I am getting
good at this, right?

I figured you'd be the only one
with the guts to come back.

-Ah!

Ah! Careful now,
lightning dragon.

-You might hit me.

-It's over, Buzzsaw!
I have the whistle.

You can't control
that dragon without it.

-Really?

No. What you have is a decoy!

But it sure looks like
the real one, doesn't it?

Watch out, Tom.
You might just call

an angry string of mallards!

No one is a match for Buzzsaw,

King of Dragons!

King of Dragons.
I like the sound of that.

-Tom! You wouldn't believe what
happened after you guys left.

Tom? I'm gonna start
the mac and cheese!

Huh. Still out
filming with his drone.

-Ugh.
What is taking him so long?

Where's the signal?
He should be done by now.

-Relax, Eugene.
-He's probably blown it.

Which means I'm gonna
have to go in and rescue him.

-Tom has a plan,
and he'll let us know

when we need to do our part.

He just needs
a little more time.

-Uh, more time? This kid
screws up left and right,

and I get passed over?

See, Webs?
This is what happens
when you're brave,

-selfless, heroic,
and have beautiful hair.

-What if Eugene's right?

-Uh, what?

-I'm just saying,
Tom does have a habit

-of getting into trouble.
-But...

-We wait for Tom's signal.

Right, Jun?

Jun?

-Yeah. We wait.

-For now.

-I can't believe I actually
got played by Buzzsaw.

Twice!
Eugene's gonna eat this one up.

-Don't worry, pal. Don't worry.

I'll get us out of here.
Somehow.

-BUZZSAW:
Alright, Lightning Bird.

Time to pay the price
to the King of Dragons.

"King of Dragons"?

-What are you laughing at?

-Nothing.

-When a man with a hatchet
asks what you're laughing at,

you answer the man
with the hatchet!

-I'm laughing 'cause you call
yourself the "King of Dragons,"

-but, uh...
-But what?

-You can't even ride a dragon!

I mean, y-you would think

a "king" controls dragons,
right?

Bends them to his will,

but you can't even do
the most basic thing!

-You might have a point.

-Of course, I do!

-Then you'regonna teach me,

and no funny business
from your dragon

or... chop-chop.

-You heard him, pal.

Just hang here and be cool.

I got this.

Okay, Buzzsaw!
Let's get to work.

You have a lot to learn.

-The first thing you wanna do

is stare them
directly in the eyes.

You know,
let them know who's boss.

-Yeah. That makes sense.

-And whatever you do,
don't break eye contact.

-Don't you know
who you're talking to?

-I've never lost
a staring contest.

-I think it's working.

I didn't blink!

-See? You lead,
and the dragon will follow.

If he doesn't listen,

just give him a yank. Got it?

-Of course.
I'm the Dragon King.

TOM:
Of course, you are.

-Come on, dragon!

-Huh? Ah!

This isn't working!

Time for the lightning dragon
to get it.

-No, no, no, no, no, no!
Wait, wait, wait.

Maybe we're just going
about it all wrong.

I-I need to fly withyou,
you know?

Like a flight instructor!

You still wanna be king, right?

Just think how cool you'll look,

flying on the back
of that mighty beast.

Hair blowing in the wind...

-I would look pretty majestic,
wouldn't I?

-Uh-huh!

Shh. Easy, boy.
I'm not gonna hurt you.

We're just gonna go
for a little ride,

that's all,
and then you'll be free.

-Whoa.

-Hey! What are you doing?
-Safety first!

You don't wanna fall off
100 feet in the air, do you?

-Dragon Riders. Mount up.

-Tom said
to wait for the signal.

That was the plan.

-I'm changing the plan.
We're going in.

-Oh, finally!
Good call, little sis.

-Something's wrong.

-I'm doing it! I'm flying!

I'm actually flying!

Bow down,
creatures of the icy world,

to your new leader!

Buzzsaw, King of Dragons!

-No sign of Tom.

-Or Buzzsaw.

-See? I told you he blew it.

-What is it, Feathers?

-Thunder!

-Follow me. We're gonna free
the little dragons first.

-Fine. You guys go free Thunder.

I'm more of a lone wolf anyway.

-Hey, Thunder.

-We'll have you
out of here in no time.

-Eugene, wait!

Those dragons might think
you're a trapper like Buzzsaw!

-Well, tell them I'm not!

-We're friends, you idiots!

-Woo-hoo!

-Huh?

My dragons!

You set me up!
This was all a trick!

-No, no!
It's not what you think.

-I think this is
where you get off!

-Whoa! Whoa!

Cut that one a little close,
didn't you, pal?

-I'm okay. Now hit the jets.

This ain't over yet.

-Tom! Tom! I take it back!

I really, really need you!

-Take us down, you dumb dragon!

Take us down!

No, no, no, take us up!

Up!

-Help me free the rest
of the dragons, Eugene.

-I think we have
bigger problems, D.

You know what?
I just decided.

I don't wanna lead
this mission anymore.

-D'ANGELO: The dragon whistle.

-He still has it.
-Tom failed?

-And now,
just like your buddy Tom,

it's time for
all of you to learn

the true power of Buzzsaw,

King of Dragons!

-No, Buzzsaw, don't!

-What? The decoy whistle?!

-Looks just like the real one,
doesn't it?

-I knew you
wouldn't let us down!

-But how?

-Right before you freaked out
and shoved me off,

I made the switch.

A real dragon rider
never loses their cool.

-And now,

it's time for this
big fellow to go back home.

Go on. Be free!

-Quick. Free the dragons.

-I'm not just gonna stand here!

-Go on!
Fly very far away from here.

-We lost Buzzsaw.

-We'll get another shot.
I'm sure of that.

Come on. We better head home.
I'm late already.

-Uh, hey, Tom.
I know you're grateful

that I took the reins
of leadership today,

as are the others,
so you're welcome for that.

But, I think you've actually
got a pretty good handle

on this leadership thing,
after all.

Sometimes.

-No prob, Eugene.
Thanks for all your saves today.

Lone wolves don't fist bump.

-Tom!

-Hey, Mom!

-Where have you been?
It's late. Dinner's cold.

-Yeah. I-I'm really sorry.
We kind of lost track of time.

Alex is making a video,

so we spent all day
sh**ting aerial shots.

With my drone. She wanted
to get some night stuff, too.

-Your drone.

-Yeah!

Where's the mac and cheese?
I'll eat it cold.

-That's good 'cause
it's in the fridge.

-Cool. Thanks, Mom.