Max and the Midknights (2024) s01e05 Episode Script

1
[suspenseful music]
♪
- I can't believe
my Royal Guards
have been bested more than once
by a bunch of
treacherous orphans.
Ugh. No, no, no.
The redhead's eyes were
smaller, downright beady.
You must get her poster right
above all!
She's the nasty little
ringleader.
Ugh, no, no.
Just--just--just give it here.
The set of her mouth: Insolent.
Jawline: Irritating.
Bangs: obstinate.
Ready the guillotine!
And the junior guillotine!
- Oh, uh--
[chuckles]
I'm sorry, Your Majesty,
but we don't have
a junior guillotine.
- Well then, you better
build one, hadn't you?
[groans]
Finished!
I want these posters put on
every vertical surface
in the kingdom,
and the horizontal surfaces
too.
This is serious!
[thrilling rock music]
- Lot of people telling me
what I should be ♪
But I want to make
my own destiny ♪
Got a feeling that
it might be time for me ♪
To find my own way ♪
'Cause I can feel it
in my heart ♪
It takes a lot to be brave,
but just a little to start ♪
Let's go take
a million chances ♪
Let's go change
our circumstances ♪
I'm gonna write my own story
and the hero is me ♪
♪
[flames whoosh]
[horse neighs]
- So if King Conrad is alive,
where the heck is he?
- That is indeed
the mystery at hand.
Neither Gastley nor Fendra
seemed to be aware of
his whereabouts either.
- I'm curious about
this Fendra woman,
or rather,
disembodied voice, you say?
[pants]
There are wanted posters for
you hanging all over town.
At first, I wasn't worried
because they were crudely drawn
stick figures.
But then those posters
were replaced with these.
- Boy, they really captured
my excellent cheekbones.
Forget your cheekbones!
This means you're Byjovia's
most wanted.
[pounding on door]
Hide, quickly!
- [bleats]
[horse neighs]
- Oi, don't you hear us
knocking?
- Knocking? No.
[chuckles]
We're looking for fugitives
and demand a head count of
every resident of this barn.
- Yes. As you can see,
it's just us here.
[horse snorts]
Uh, then who's that?
- Uh, uh, hello.
[clears throat]
Er, um,
I was just inspecting that.
It looked, um, crumbly.
[sneezes]
all: Gezundheit!
- Ah. [sniffles]
Hay fever.
- Bean, look,
he's got a peg leg.
Uh. [chuckles] Yep, sure do.
Just one of many, many
Byjovians with a prosthetic.
Hmm, well, might be our man,
but it's hard to tell.
Bean, bring in the print.
Hmm.
[dog barks]
[distant clanking]
[grunting]
'Tis one of the fearsome
giant's peg prints.
[thuds]
[panting]
- Place your peg leg in
to see if it's a match.
Hup, there we are.
Hmm. Not a match. Okay.
Uh, well, do you recognize
this dastardly orphan?
- No, sirree.
- Nope.
- No. I thought redheads were
a myth.
- Aww.
Well, keep your eyes peeled
for any suspicious-looking
children, giants, or singers,
- and report 'em.
- Mm-hmm. Will do.
- Oh, yes.
- Oh, I hate singers.
- On three.
- Great.
both: One, two, three.
[both straining]
- Here, I'll get the door
for you fine gentlemen.
- Ah!
- [gasps]
- Look like a fence,
look like a fence.
Ah!
♪
[honking]
[guards straining]
- Oh.
- [gasps]
[panicked honking]
- I think something's wrong
with your goose.
Hurry. In, in!
[sighs]
- Hmm?
- Oh, Max!
What's happening to me?
What happened to my hands?
Oh! And my feet?
And my--wow!
And there's feathers there!
There should not
be feathers there.
- Uncle Budrick!
- [honking]
Mumblin! What did you do?
- Change me back, [honks]
you daffy wizard.
- Quick,
undo this goosely sham.
Make him once again a man.
[honks]
- Dragon's scale and
rich man's schooner,
- turn this goose into a crooner.
- [honks]
- Right the wrong
that I just did.
Give the uncle back to the kid.
- [honks]
- D'oh!
This blasted wand is
out of juice.
Absolutely useless!
I have no intention of
leaving you like this forever.
I will figure something out.
Hopefully.
Hopefully? [honks]
At least you're safe.
They'll never recognize you
like this.
Yeah!
Mumblin, turn me
into a goose too!
- Max, coming to
Byjovia was a disaster!
We oughta go back on the road.
With you as a goose?
- We never planned on
staying here for good, anyway.
Oh, man.
How am I supposed to tell
Uncle Gooserick--
I mean, Budrick--that the
troubadour life isn't for me?
Especially now that
I have real friends!
Your uncle's right, Max.
You'll be safer
outside Byjovia.
- But what about Kevyn,
and Simon, and Millie?
- We'll hide them here
in the stable.
Hopefully, King Gastley will
get bored with the search
and move on to
some other poor souls.
- I can help with the animals!
- [bleats]
- And I can help Simon help
with the animals.
- Or we could help restore
the true King of Byjovia
- to the throne!
- Yeah!
Wait, what?
- It's right here in
this book I stole--
uh, borrowed--
from the castle library.
- I've discovered a prophecy.
- [gasps]
- A prophecy about you, Max!
- [gasps]
- Say what now?
- Listen!
"A wicked man will
rule the land
"and call the crown his own.
"But if our realm is
to survive,
"he must be overthrown.
"One day,
a rescuing force will rise
"to set our kingdom free.
"The hero's name will be
a boy's,
but so much more they'll be."
- Sure, Max could be
a boy's name, but--
- "A mane of ginger hair
they'll have
"with eyes of sparkling jade.
"And in their small,
but steadfast hand,
they'll hold a royal blade."
That's you, Max.
Red hair, green eyes, blade?
- It all adds up.
- No way.
- "They have courage
first and foremost,
"but kindness in their heart.
"While knowing is
half the battle,
"magic will do its part.
"They will surprise us
with their size,
"for youth will save the day.
"When they take flight
at dawn's first light,
the blade shall point the way."
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You're off your rocker,
book boy.
Everything in that is
just a coincidence.
And I don't even
have a royal blade.
It's just some dagger
I "borrowed"
from a road bandit. See?
[magical whoosh]
Ah!
[magical thrumming]
- [all gasp]
- [honks]
Max, are you seeing this?
- As I live and breathe.
- Holy moly!
- [stammering] What? I bet lots
of daggers glow spontaneously.
Okay, that sounded ridiculous
even to me.
My little Max is a hero!
Let me see that blade.
[sniffs]
[licks] Mmm.
- Yeah, that's how
you lose a tongue.
Cool.
Oh, my.
This dagger has been imbued
with a very special
enchantment.
A-ha!
As I suspected,
there's an inscription.
"This blade shall point to
King Conrad."
- But I took it from
someone else.
I wasn't even meant to have it.
I think you were.
- The dagger went to
great lengths
to find its way
into the right hands,
the hands of a hero.
A hero? Me?
[scoffs]
No way!
Sorry, dagger, but you've
clearly got the wrong--
- Wait, there's something else
written here.
So small I almost missed it.
"They must slay a dragon
to become a knight.
Then restore the king
to end the kingdom's plight."
- Slay a dragon
and become a knight?
Slay a dragon
and become a knight!
Hold on, is this
really happening?
Yes, it's happening!
This is exactly the life
I've always wanted!
But wait, I'm just a kid.
A kid who's never backed down
from a challenge!
Yeah, but this is
a huge challenge.
The stakes are so high.
You're darn right they're high!
Byjovia needs me!
Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh.
Am I actually doing this?
Of course you're gonna do this.
You're Max.
Just--it's a dragon.
It's not so big.
You just take your little sword
and go dagger-dagger,
stab-stab,
and then it's done. Easy!
Easy-peasy.
- Uh, you okay, Max?
- Huh? Oh!
Yeah, I'm better than okay,
actually. You know why?
Because I'm going on a quest.
Who's with me?
- I am!
- Definitely!
- Me!
- Us!
- We are!
- [honks]
- The important thing is,
we're all in this together.
Now, how do we escape Byjovia
undetected?
[guards stomping]
- Darn! If we could only get
to the well,
- we could wish for a way out.
- The well.
[gasps] I think you're onto
something, Millie.
What if we sneak out
through the well?
The water in there is coming
from somewhere, right?
Ah! I have a map for that.
[grunting]
- It's a map of
all the waterways in Byjovia.
As you can see,
the well in the main square
- connects to the river, here.
- And if we reach the river,
we can get out of Byjovia
through the main shipping gate.
- Yes, yes.
The gate's usually open
so the trade ships
can come and go.
- This just might work!
- Yeah!
While Gastley is searching
the streets,
we'll be escaping by boat.
There's just one problem.
Mom, Dad,
both you and Mumblin are
too big to fit in the well.
I'm afraid this means I must
withdraw from this quest.
I cannot leave my parents.
I'm sorry, Midknights.
Please take notes so
I can write an account
of your adventures
when you return.
- No.
- But, Mom--
- what are you saying?
- You have to go.
Kevyn, you and your friends
are the future of Byjovia.
Your mom's right.
You kids are really
something together.
But the key word is "together."
You'll have an easier time
finding King Conrad
- by working as a team.
- Really?
- Also,
your handsome little mug
is on every wall in Byjovia.
Too many people are
looking for you here.
- Thank you for believing
in me
in us.
You won't be coming either?
I'm afraid not, dear girl.
Well or no well,
I'm troubled by
the signs of dark magic
I've been seeing.
This Fendra appears to be
a powerful sorceress.
If she's working with Gastley,
I must learn more about her
and from where she came.
And let's face it, I need to
brush up on my own magic, too.
- Don't worry, I'll be there
to watch over the kids.
Thanks, Uncle Budrick.
- Okay, we're all set
on the plan?
- [bleats]
- Oop! No, hold on! Hold on!
I forgot about
the bestowing of the gifts.
The what now?
- Wizards are contractually
obligated
to bestow gifts upon those
embarking on a quest.
It's in the bylaws.
Let me see here. Let me see.
[objects clattering]
Aha!
First, to Max,
the Ring of Return.
Should the need arise
for one of you to reach me,
put on the ring and zap.
It will ring--uh, I mean,
bring you straight to me.
Hey! [giggles]
- To Kevyn, I bestow upon you
a Mirroring Book.
Whatever you write
within these pages
will appear as text in a book
that I will give to
your parents
so they can follow along with
your journey.
- And for posterity!
- Sure, that too.
And your parents can write
messages back to you
in their book.
For Millie.
[laughter]
[grunts]
It's not working anymore,
but I know you're a fan, so I--
I thought you might
want to hang on to it
- as a little souvenir.
- [gasps]
I shall call it Wanda!
- And for Simon,
I've saved the best of all,
gum!
[flatly] Wow.
[sniffs]
Minty.
- Uhoh!
And some rope, too.
- [gasps]
Magic rope?
- Barn rope.
- Oh.
Ooh, and what do I get?
- I've already given you
the gift of anonymity.
- So enjoy.
- Yeah, great.
- Mumblin, could you do me
a favor
and take Doris with you
wherever it is you live,
out of danger?
[bleats]
- Make her think it's 'cause
you want her help though.
I don't want it to
affect her self-esteem.
It would be my honor.
[bleats]
Thus ends the bestowing
of the gifts.
The quest may commence!
[panting]
Where could those fugitives
have gone, Barley?
Hmm?
[bleats]
Ah! Did you see that?
It was the peg leg giant,
turned into a sheep using
dark forbidden magic!
I saw it with my own eyes!
- I knew the giant was hiding
in a different form!
- Why, you never said that?
- Well, I thought it!
Hey! Follow that sheep!
- Let's go.
- Get her.
She's so fast!
Hurry, dears!
They'll only chase after Doris
for so long.
[all grunting]
Be brave, my darling.
Stay safe.
- Thank you for
everything you did
- for me and Uncle Budrick.
- And for me.
Besides Millie, I've never had
any other family before.
Me neither.
Oh, come here.
[weeping]
[honks]
- - This way!
- Huh?
- Come on, this way!
Time to go, Midknights.
- [yelps]
[distant splash]
Hmm.
[sentimental flute melody]
[energetic rock music]
- [sniffles]
- [sobs]
♪
[all shouting and laughing]
♪
[all shrieking]
[water splashing]
[all coughing and gasping]
- The docks are
just over yonder.
[panting] Make for that pier!
[gasps]
[all groan and thud]
[grunts]
[sneaky music]
Huh?
♪
[grunts]
[whispering] Hold up.
If we're gonna steal this boat,
the least we can do
is leave an I-O--
- Oi!
- [yelps]
- [screams]
- What are you kids doing?
Uh, oh, there you are.
We've been looking
all over for you.
We need to rent this boat,
my good boat renting man.
- [whispers]
Rent with what exactly?
[normally]
Do you accept IOUs?
- I'm halfway through the O.
- It's coin or nothing, kid.
- Oh, yeah? Well, you might
change your tune
when you see this!
A toenail?
- [gasps]
Millie, your toenail?
- [whispering]
Millie, what are you doing?
- Not just any toenail.
A lucky toenail.
Is this some kind of prank?
- Sir, I promise you,
it's no prank.
This toenail has saved my life
and brought me good fortune.
Why, just the other day,
I fell at least 50 feet
from the air,
and yet, here I am.
- Oh, that--that's right, sir!
I've seen incredible things
happen to her
ever since she got
that toenail.
It's made her impervious
to harm,
and she's won contest
after contest.
- No, I haven't--
- Aged a day since getting it.
That's right,
she hasn't aged a day.
By natural law,
she should be 29 by now.
29?
- Blimey! Give it here.
Give it here!
Take whichever boat you like.
Say, aren't you those kids
King Gastley's looking for?
- [all denying]
- [honks]
[tense music]
- Okay, if you say so.
[rope snaps]
[water splashes]
[triumphant music]
[whistles]
[all sigh]
- That was some quick thinking,
Millie.
A lucky toenail?
[laughs]
What a whopper!
- Oh, I wasn't lying.
My toenail clippings are lucky.
[laughs] Sorry, what?
- I always keep a toenail
clipping in my pocket
and I'm always lucky.
How do you think I survived
getting dropped by
that gargoyle?
And how do we keep
escaping Gastley?
Guys, it's pretty obvious.
I mean, what other explanation
could there be?
Millie, I believe our success
has been the result of chance
and our own efforts.
- Pfft. Chance, schmance.
Tell 'em, Simon.
These babies have gotten you
out of a few scrapes
- over the years, am I right?
- What can I say?
I learned to stop questioning
the toenail a long time ago.
- The water gate is
just up ahead.
[deep rumbling]
[squeals]
Oh, my word!
The creature!
She got
a taste for me in the moat.
She's come to finish
what she started!
Uh, Your Majesty?
Ugh, not you again.
Bring him in, Bean!
Come on, you. [grunts]
What did you eat?
See, this old geezer's been
bragging 'round the pub
about a group of kids
giving him a lucky toenail
in exchange for a boat.
Says the toenail led him to
a discarded sack of coins.
Ha! 'Tis my lucky day!
I knew toenails were lucky.
- Why, you never said that.
- Well, I thought it!
So let me just recap.
You gave them a boat
in exchange for a toenail?
[chuckles, inhales deeply]
Close the ports now!
No one goes in or out
of this kingdom
until I have those criminals
in hand.
[roars, squeals]
[rock music]
[screaming]
[monster screeches]
- Oof!
- [yelps]
- Loose lips sink ships,
I come equipped ♪
I got eight arms
to hold you down ♪
Battle cry ♪
[monster roars]
- Do or die, I got
eight arms to hold you down ♪
Nothing's easy,
getting queasy ♪
But questing's the best
and I'm feeling beastly ♪
[all screaming]
- I'll never let you go ♪
Oh, ay, oh ♪
I've got eight arms to hold
you down ♪
- [screams]
Kevyn!
I knew it remembered me!
- I got eight arms
to hold you down ♪
I'm a beast, I'm a beast ♪
I'm ripping off my leash ♪
[monster snarls]
[boat creaking]
♪
The gate's closing!
- We have to go for
the gate now,
or we're not gonna make it.
- Either way, I got eight
arms to hold you down ♪
I'm a beast, I'm off my
leash, so come with me ♪
I got eight arms
to hold you down ♪
[monster rumbling]
[magical shimmering]
[monster roars]
- Oh, ay, oh,
I hope you always know ♪
Oh, ay, oh, I got eight arms
to hold you down ♪
[monster roars]
♪
[all screaming]
[all grunt]
Millie!
You're not just lucky,
you're magic!
- Astonishing!
- Try something else.
- Change Uncle Budrick
back into a man.
- Yes, change
Uncle Budrick back!
[grunting]
[sighs]
I don't understand.
In the water,
the wand just seemed
to know what I was thinking.
- Maybe it's because
you're a beginner?
- Yes! Perhaps the magic has
always been within you,
but without proper training,
it only comes out during
moments of duress!
That would explain
the narrow escapes
you've had in the past.
- So I guess
my toenail clippings
aren't lucky after all.
- Better than that;
they're magic! Just like you.
- You're right! I can do magic!
[exited scream]
- Whoa, whoa, keep it down.
We're still on the run here.
- Speaking of which
[magical whoosh]
Okay, dagger, what now?
Welp, I guess we've got
our marching orders.
[charming folk rock music]
♪
And with that simple gesture,
our five heroes set off
on their adventure,
filled with a million
conflicting emotions:
excitement, fear, trepidation,
doubt, hope
- Uh, what you doin', Kevyn?
- Narrating!
It's the start of our quest
and I'm getting
the creative juices flowing
for what will become my book
about our adventures.
Oh.
- The crisp dawn air was
pregnant with possibility.
What lay in wait for the
Midknights on the road ahead?
What people would
become friends?
What people would
become enemies?
What friends would
become enemies?
What people would become
the friends of the enemies,
- of the people, and enemies?
- [groans]
It's just, uh--
are you gonna do this
the whole quest?
- Haven't decided.
- Right.
[charming folk rock music]
[distant rooster crows]
- Lost in thought,
our heroes reflected on
the personal experiences
that had brought them to
this very moment.
[all groaning]
Okay, executive decision:
you cannot do this
the whole time.
Oh, thank goodness.
- [quietly]
The prophecy weighed on Max,
causing her to say things
she didn't mean,
when deep down,
she understood this moment,
this very moment,
belonged to history
and needed to be preserved
for future generations.
- all: Kevyn!
- [honks]
[thrilling rock music]
[energetic rock music]
♪