06x07 - In Too Deep

[bunniefuu]

[growls]

[fizzles, zaps]

[snarls]

[thunder rumbles]

[epic theme playing]

[zaps, snarls]

BUZZSAW: Rise!
Rise from the depths

and behold your dragon king!

Who needs to know
how to read this old book

when a picture is worth
a dozen words?

With you and the other enormous
deadly dragons in this book,

I'll be unstoppable.

Ah!

Oh, oh, I see how it's gonna be.

You'll do well to remember
who runs these realms.

Buzzsaw, that's who.

- There they are.
- Is that a... Krakken?

TOM: I think it's an Octofin.

Buzzsaw must've seen it in
the book and tracked it down.

-I bet you feel pretty guilty
for handing Buzzsaw

the "How To" manual for
the entire dragon world, huh?

-It doesn't matter how
he got the book,

- we're gonna get it back.
- Thanks, Jun.

- Bleh.
- Come on, pal.

Let's save that dragon
and take this guy down.

-Perfect!

When we get back to camp,

celebratory oo-longs all around.

- Boss! Look out!
- [Buzzsaw gasps]

- TOM: Stop right there, Buzzsaw!
- EUGENE: And g*ons!

-Let the dragon go
and give me back the book.

-Okay, sure, that sounds
like a great idea. Not!

-Thunder, show 'em
we mean business!

- [roars]
- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Ford! Winston! Blast these
middle schoolers out of the sky!

-Just a sec.
Having a little trouble.

-Can't do two things at once.

-Looks like your stooges
have their hands full, huh?

-Mm. Boys!

Drop the dragon!

-What?

-We need a distraction,
you dolts!

- Do it!
- TOM: Wait!

He's still tied up!

No!

Quick! Catch him!

- [roars]
- [Tom yells]

[Jun grunts]

[tense music playing]

-Go fish, fools!

-Ugh, Buzzsaw's gettin' away
with the book! C'mon, pal!

- Tom!
- Hold on!

- [roars]
- No!

-Oh no.

Ugh! We almost had it!

Now the dragon is still tied up
and sinking to the bottom.

-Way to keep your head
in the game, Kullersen.

-Buzzsaw's still got the book!

-Focus on the mission.
The book can wait.

-But he found this dragon
by using the book.

He could use it
to track down even more dragons.

- And it's all our fault.
- Ya mean, your fault.

You handed him the book.

- Eugene!
- What?

-It's okay, Jun.
Eugene's right. It is my fault.

And I'm gonna get the book back,

but first,
we have to help the Octofin.

And we don't know how long
he can survive all tied up.

We gotta figure out
a way to get down there.

-An underwater mission?

-We're the only chance
the Octofin has.

-I'm in, Kullersen.

-Well, too bad there's
no way to get down there.

-What about our dragons?

-But they can't dive
for a sustained period of time.

-We could just steal
the Bathysphere.

-Yes... That's it!

- I was kidding.
- Seriously! It's perfect!

-Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
No. Nuh-uh. Bad idea.

-It could work, D.

-The Bathysphere is proprietary
Rakke Corp machinery!

Even if we stole it,
who's gonna be the pilot?

-Sounds like you know
an awful lot about it.

-Aww, man.

-Easy, Webs. You got it.

-C'mon. We have to hurry.

♪ ♪

-Ah! Careful!

This is an expensive piece
of machinery,

and my dad's favorite toy!

Maybe we should reconsider.

-Ugh, seriously? Put it down.

[roars]

-We could just ask
my dad to borrow it.

He might say yes,
and it would be way less risky.

Want me to call him?

-Sure,
but then you'll have to explain

why we still haven't mentioned

the hatchet-wielding lunatic
that lives in the Realms.

-Yeah.

Our folks might think twice

about letting us go down there.

-[sighs] I guess you're right.

[groans]

-Then again,
we could just tell the truth

and roll the dice.

- Yeah!
- No!

-C'mon, D. We're just
borrowing it for a little while.

-These days
you always side with Tom.

-I agree with him.

-Ugh. Make up your minds.
Set it down.

[roars]

-Didn't expect to see
any of you.

- [gasps] Mom! Hi!
- Mommy!

-What are you all doing here?

Playing your fantasy
Swords and Claws game?

-Right. Swords and Claws.
[chuckles] You got it.

-[softly] Go ahead.
Tell her about

the hatchet-wielding psycho.

MAY: Hm.

Not the most productive way

to spend an afternoon.

If you're all going to pretend,

you might as well pretend

to be students
and learn something.

-I still think it's time
to tell the adults,

but I don't wanna risk
them stopping us

from helping the Octofin.

-We're losing time.
C'mon, lift her up.

[roars]

♪ ♪

That's good, pal!
I got it from here.

- She's all ready to go!
- All right!

After I'm inside, lower us down.

Once we reach the Octofin,
we'll send up a signal flare,

- then you guys pull us up.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- [blows raspberry]
- We know what to do.

-Alex, you sure you don't wanna
come? We have an extra seat.

-That's okay. I'm not a fan of
being stuck in a tin can

a mile under pitch-black water.

I'll stick with the safe job
this time.

-Safe? What are you
talkin' about, Gonzo?

This job is anything but safe.

Buzzsaw could return
at any moment,

then we'll be the first, last,
and only line of defense.

And don't worry, Eugene
The Protector will protect you.

-Why didn't I just get
in the tin can?

BUZZSAW: The time has come,
Jack.

I have finally lost
what little patience I have.

First, the lightning bird
burns down my lumber company.

Then those puny
dragon flyers humiliate me.

How much is one King
supposed to take?

-Ah, you can handle anything,
boss!

-Stop eavesdropping
or I'll push you off a cliff!

[Buzzsaw grunts]

Those two hard hats
don't understand me.

Nobody understands me...
except you, Jack.

And together,
we're going to do something big.

The time has finally come
to change the game.

And those pint-sized
dragon-flying dopes

won't see it coming.

TOM: Whoa! This is more
amazing than I even thought.

-[gasps] A fish! Ooh!
Another fish!

-Can you two keep it down?
I am trying to concentrate.

If anything happens
to this Bathysphere,

my dad is gonna k*ll me.

-Any sign of the Octofin?

- [radar beeping]
- Nothing yet.

- Whoa! A Floodfang!
- [roars]

-Nice.
Do the lights get any brighter?

-Don't touch that!

Doesn't work the lights.

It arms the rockets!

-Oh, sorry...

Why does the Bathysphere
need rockets?

-Because my dad wanted
all the bells, whistles,
and rockets!

Just don't touch anything, okay?

I want this thing brought back
in pristine condition.

Not a scratch.

-Okay, Mr. Frowny Fins.

-[laughs] Fish joke
because we're underwater.

- [both laughing]
- [radar beeping]

-The Bathysphere's radar

is picking up a shape
on the sea floor.

Whatever it is, it's big.

-That's probably our dragon.

-Hold on, buddy... We're coming.

[Octofin breathing heavily]

TOM: There it is!

-Now, all we have to do is hook
the ropes and bring him up.

[Bathysphere whirring]

-Careful! Oh, you don't wanna
clip the Octofin.

- Or bend the arm.
- Or break the claw.

-Are you trying to give me
high blood pressure? [sighs]

This is just like those
claw prize machines in an arcade

of which I am a master.

- Got him!
- TOM: Nice, D!

JUN: Sending up the flare.

-See? If we would've told
everyone about Buzzsaw,

this dragon might not
have been saved.

-Jun and Tom call it again!

-Yeah, yeah, yeah. Even
Eugene's right once in a while.

But we still have to make it
back to the surface

and unwind those ropes.

-Oh c'mon, D. We're home free.

♪ ♪

-Is sleeping on the shore

your way of standing guard
for Buzzsaw?

-Mm, for your information,
Gonzo,

Webs and I are brainstorming
a defense strategy.

- [roars]
- I'm thinkin' about

what kind
of sweet weapon I should get.

-You have a dragon
that shoots flaming webs.

You don't need a weapon.

-Yeah, but Kullersen
has his lightning sword.

Jun has the shield.
Doctor D's got his band-aid box.

You have your nerd tablet.
I need something cool, too.

Something that'll strike
fear in my enemies.

Maybe a double lightning sword.
Huh? What do you think?

-I think I've already
moved on from this conversation.

[beeping]

[roaring]

Aaand that's our cue.

[machine whirring]

-Huh, that thing's goin'
kinda slow.

-The Bathysphere is heavy,
Eugene.

Speed isn't the point. Eugene.
No, I don't, I don't think...

[zaps]

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa!

What did you do?

[loud thud]

-Um, what's that sound?

-I don't know.
It's comin' from above I think.

♪ ♪

- [all exhaling]
- Okay. [chuckles] False alarm.

- I feel better.
- Whoa!

-Now thatwas something.

[gasps]

-And it's not a false alarm.

[roars]

-What is that?

-If memory serves,
that's a Shellfire.

Don't worry. Don't worry.
They're not hostile.

- [Jun sighs]
- Unless, of course, you wander

into their territory.

- [Jun gasps]
- Are we inits territory?

[zaps]

-What are Eugene
and Alex doing?!

- [gasps]
- [all screaming]

-I would say
we're in its territory.

-We need to get out of here
before it comes back!

-[whispers] Shh!
You want it to hear us?

[creaking]

- What's wrong with this thing?
- You broke it! Help the dragons!

[grunting]

-Don't worry, guys! Eugene's
biceps are here to help!

[all grunting]

♪ ♪

[grunts, yells]

- This is not good!
- [all screaming]

[coughs, gasps]

-Agh! I'm a human pancake.
Get off me!

[grunts]

[Eugene breathing heavily]

- [Alex gasps]
- What happened?

-They're... gone.

♪ ♪

[loud thud]

♪ ♪

[roars]

[zaps]

[grumbles]

[bubbling]

[all grunting, groaning]

- Everybody okay?
- I-I think so?

-I'm all right. [grunts]

Can't say the same
for the Bathysphere.

My dad is gonna k*ll me
if I survive this.

-I can't see a thing outside.

The Octofin released
some kind of cloud.

-Great. Now we can't
even see the Shellfire coming.

-That might work in our favor.

Cephalopods, like octopuses,

are known to use ink
as camouflage.

That might protect us
from being spotted... for now.

But we gotta find a way
to the surface.

-Can we swim for it?

-We're too deep.
We'll never make it.

-And what about the Octofin?

-Told you guys
we should just be honest

and ask my dad for help,

but you wouldn't listen.

Always backing each other up.

-What's that supposed to mean?

[D'Angelo sighs]

♪ ♪

-Yeah.
Being honest about needing

the Bathysphere
is starting to sound

much easier right about now.

-I'm sorry, D.
It's nobody's fault but mine.

This all goes back to me giving
the dragon book to Buzzsaw.

-C'mon, man. Don't make me feel
guilty for being right.

I know you were just
trying to help the Octofin.

I'm sure he knows it, too.

[solemn music playing]

- [grumbles]
- TOM: Wait a minute.

- I think he does know.
- That's what I just said.

-No, no, no. Why do you think
he let out that ink blast?

-Like D said, to protect itself.

-But the Shellfire
wasn't attacking the Octofin.

It was attacking us.

-Maybe? But how can you be sure?

-It's just somethin' I felt
when he looked at me.

If I can free the Octofin,

it might help us
get to the surface.

-Wait, wait, wait.
You want to go outside?

As in swim?
Y-You'll flood the Bathysphere.

-Actually, he might not.

We're upside down,
so opening the hatch

will allow him to swim out
without the water getting in.

Like a diving bell.

-Okay, but the Octofin
could also eat you.

Or the Shellfire could
come back and eat you.

Or you could just drown.

-We're the only chance
the Octofin has,

and he's the only chance
we have.

-I hope you know
what you're doing, Kullersen.

[tense music playing]

♪ ♪

- Any luck down there?
- [dragon screeches]

I know. I'm worried, too.

All we can do is
keep the search up.

-I can't see anything
but my own reflection.

Normally, that would be sweet,

but now, well,
it's still pretty sweet.

-Can you stop taking
mental selfies

for a minute and keep looking?!

♪ ♪

-C'mon, Tom. Hurry up, buddy.

♪ ♪

- [both gasping]
- The Shellfire!

Hey! Hey! Over here!

-What are you doing?!

-We have to draw it
away from him!

♪ ♪

[struggling to breathe]

[growls]

♪ ♪

[roars]

Tom!

♪ ♪

BOTH: Tom!

-I always wanted to
press that button.

-What was that?

-Something must've
happened to the Bathysphere!

-You guys have to get
down there! Hurry!

♪ ♪

-Tom!

- Where are you going?!
- Tom's out of air!

- I've gotta bring him back!
- No. Wait! Look!

[ethereal music playing]

-It's saving him.

[grunting]

- Tom!
- [Tom coughing]

-You did it!

-[exhales] I am so glad

your dad got all the bells,
whistles, and rockets!

[laughter]

[intense music playing]

[roars]

[roars]

[all screaming]

[yelling, grunting]

-Huh? What...

- We stopped!
- How?

- [roars]
- Thunder!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[roars]

-The Octofin's gonna need
backup.

-We're all out of rockets.

-C'mon, pal.

[roars]

♪ ♪

[zaps]

[roars]

[zapping]

♪ ♪

-The Shellfire is buggin' out!

- All right!
- We did it!

-Let's get outta here!

[roars]

♪ ♪

[hatch squeaking]

[grunting]

- [roars]
- [Tom grunts]

♪ ♪

[roaring]

[laughing]

-Thanks for your help, Octofin.

-Oh... we were so worried.

[chuckles]

-So much for bringing
the Bathysphere back

without a scratch.

-D... I'm sorry.

I know you're worried
about what your dad's gonna say,

but I'll take the heat for it.

You can blame it on me.

-I don't need you to do that.

But it's time we came clean
about Buzzsaw.

We can't keep telling
our parents half the truth.

-You're right.

When we get back,
we'll let them know.

It won't be the easy thing to
do, but it is the right thing.

-Okay! So far,
the results for my

"Eugene's cool weapons survey"
are

two votes for
a rocket launcher backpack.

That was me and Webs.

-We all agreed.
No weapons for you.

-A-All of you? Gonzo?

- Eh, I abstained.
- Yes!

-Eugene,
can we please focus on how

- we're gonna tell
our parents about...
- Ugh.

- [sniffs, roars]
- What is it, girl?

-She smells somethin'.

-Anybody else notice
that glow over the trees?

-What?

- [people screaming]
- MAN: Take cover!

- TOM: Oh no!
- What happened?

- [Buzzsaw laughs]
- [D'Angelo gasps]

-Greetings,
citizens of Rakke Town!

Looking out at your
shocked faces,

I see my presence
comes as a surprise.

- [gasps]
- Guess your kids
don't tell you everything.

You have now tasted
your first morsel of revenge

from Buzzsaw,
the King of Dragons!

Let this serve as a warning:

You are no longer welcome
in my domain!

The dragon world,
and all the dragons in it,

belong to me and me alone!

Trespassers will be shown
no mercy!

[laughing]

-You knew about this lunatic?
And you didn't tell us?

♪ ♪

[epic theme playing]