The Wingfeather Saga (2022) s03e02 Episode Script

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[musical swirl ♪]
[Janner pants]
[YURGEN] He is near you,
young ones.
Beware.
[Janner screams, then pants]
[Maraly snoring loudly]
[sleepy gibberish]
[continues snoring]
[birds cooing]
[GAMMON] The Fangs are coming.
And you’ll need more than
that bucket to defend yourself.
Who are you?
Someone who’s
been watching you.
If you’re heading
to the Ice Prairies,
you’re making good progress.
Hmm.
[Gammon chuckles]
I’m Gammon.
The same “Gammon” who
sold us out to Migg Landers?
That’s not what happened.
Migg betrayed me and you both.
We wouldn’t have
escaped at all
if the Florid Sword
hadn’t shown up.
Hmm. Did he now?
Well, I’m glad of that.
We’re all part
of the same fight, Janner.
The only business
I have with the Fangs
is to turn them all to dust,
or run them
out of Skree, at least.
And you just happened
to find us out here?
Course not.
I’ve been tracking you
since Oskar came to see me.
[grunts]
[GAMMON] Who’s your friend?
[JANNER] She’s Maraly.
From the Strand.
Just galavanting
around the lake
telling strangers our plans?
He’s not a stranger,
he’s Gammon.
[mock apology]
Ohhhh, he’s Gammon!
Well, since you know
his name and all,
might as well hand
our weapons over to him!
[Gammon gives a hearty laugh]
I like this one.
She’s a sharp little dagger.
[MARALY] Turn your back
and find out just how sharp.
Now hold on.
I only tracked two of you
Where’s your brother Kalmar?
I lost him
to The Black Carriage.
Then Gnag the Nameless
has caught his prey.
I’m sure your family in Kimera
will be disappointed.
He could still escape!
And they might think he’s just
another boy from the Strand.
You told him
we’re going to Kimera?
[Gammon chuckles]
I’m sorry, is she
your hired sword or something?
No!
She’s-- I--I have my own sword!
[GAMMON] Well, it might
be time to start using it.
It’s not wise to cross a
bomnubble and leave it alive.
We sneaked away from that
overgrowed gunkey just fine!
That you did not.
It was tracking you
the same as I was.
Only it wasn’t plannin’
to escort you to Kimera.
We really should get moving.
[GAMMON] You can keep that.
Whoa.
[wind whips harshly]
[Podo SNORES]
- [door opens]
- [sleepy gibberish]
[ERROL] Show a leg!
Not looking for a fight
this morning, brother.
Just here to make sure you
get where you need to go.
You’ve been summoned
to the chieftess.
Right.
[Oskar groans]
As Borly Clops wrote,
“Must morning always come
so early in the day?”
[ERROL] You’re about to see
something no Fang has ever seen.
The city of Kimera.
[children laughing]
Whoo hoo!
[NIA] So this is
the fabled Kimera.
Oh, it’s swelled in
the nine years since the war
[locals chatter]
[chorkney squawks]
Ah!
Chorkneys, I believe.
[chorkney squawks]
Wow!
[locals chatter]
[chorkney squawks]
I’ve never seen one
in the flesh.
Er, feather.
[ERROL] We ain’t here
for the swapmarket, old man.
Move along.
Tansi tawaw.
Kimera receives you.
I am Onwaa,
Chieftess and council leader.
Thank you
for taking us in.
Our city is a shelter for many.
Bright morning to you,
Chieftess.
Bright morning.
Gammon told us
to expect your family.
But where are the others?
[NIA] My sons will
soon be following.
We hope.
[KALMAR] Do you think
it’s day or night?
[animal hisses]
[CORVEY] Who cares?
I don’t think
we’ll see daylight again.
Unless we
you know change.
I’m not doing it.
[TALA] What else can we do,
but join the Fangs?
We can
I don’t know,
wait to be rescued?
I don’t think she’ll force us.
[CORVEY] No one’s coming for us.
All I’m sayin’ is maybe I’d
rather be a Fang than rot here.
Really?!?
The Fangs are slimy and gross.
[TALA] Not all of them.
It’s better than
being alone here in the dark.
This sadness is all
so unnecessary, children.
None of you belong
in these cages.
You can sing the song
and have a whole new life.
The song will set you free.
It will wash away
all of your fear.
Make you stronger
Part of a mighty family.
Who will sing?
[TALA] I will.
[whispers] Don’t do it!
[GIRL] I'll go.
[STONEKEEPER] Such lovely
and clever children.
All the hurt will soon be over.
Come, you won’t even
remember the bad things.
[CORVEY] Me too!
[KALMAR] Corvey, no!
[CORVEY] I’m tired of being
the one who’s scared.
Such a brave boy.
Well chosen.
[STONEKEEPER] And you?
The Strander boy?
[Amrah hums a melody]
[a melancholy,
haunting song begins]
Why didn’t
I stay with Janner?
What’s wrong with me?
[Kalmar sniffles]
[JANGLER] Day shift, turn in!
Night shift, on yer feet!
[BORLEY] It’s not impossible!
[WICKS] But no one
ever gets out.
[BORLEY] Esben Flavogle
made it out.
I even helped him.
I’m telling you,
we can fight the Overseer.
We can all escape!
[SARA] He got lucky.
If you little ones try,
you’ll surely be caught, and
Have you ever been locked
in the dark coffin?
Cuz that’s where you’ll end up.
Please!
Don’t try to escape.
[BORLEY] But Esben Flavogle
showed us there’s a way!
He’s our hero.
He’s not Esben Flavogle.
And he’s not a hero.
He’s just a kid from Glipwood
named Janner Igiby.
Look, someday
maybe we’ll be rescued.
But for now, you just need
to keep your heads down
and do your jobs,
so you’ll be safe.
See? That’s what I
was trying to tell them!
But Sara,
you told us we’re not tools!
Of course
you’re not a tool.
None of us are.
We’re people.
With names and homes and
parents who are still out there
somewhere looking for us.
All I’m saying is that
trying to escape right now
would be too dangerous.
You need to wait.
But as long as we’re here,
we are just tools!
You are not a Tool.
You aren’t Scrap Hauler,
or Snipper, or Smelter.
You have a real name.
What is it?
Do you remember?
II don’t know
You have a mother, yes?
A father?
What did they call you?
Rosie?
[big gasp]
Rosie.
My name is Rosie.
[CONNOLL] I’m Connoll!
I never forgot my name.
[children chattering
their names]
Don’t forget your names.
You aren’t just tools,
no matter what
the Overseer says.
[Nia gasps in amazement]
[NIA] How wonderful!
A garden?
Under ice?!
[OSKAR] It’s just as
Blornton the Twee
famously put it:
“The rain from the ice
falls mainly on the rice!”
Mmm, how delicious.
This means you’ll still
have to eat your vegetables.
[Podo chuckles]
[ONWAA] The Maker has given us
much to be thankful for.
Each Skreean
that has fled here
[Ferinia gasps]
has found a place to
contribute to our flourishing.
Igibys!
Oskar!
[gasp] Good groceries, Ferinia!
[sigh of relief]
Thank the Maker!
Who knew I’d see you again?
Ferinia!
[Podo grunts]
HEY!
[annoyed groan]
[thankful laugh]
[Nia gasps]
How long have you been here?
Do you have any news
of Glipwood?
The last I saw of Glipwood
was smoke and flame.
We came north
with as many as we could.
My poor books
and crannies.
I’m glad you made it.
Not all of us.
Hmm. Chin up.
Listen to me, Nia.
Folk ‘round here are solid.
Strong.
They’ve been good to us.
They’ll help you find your boys.
What do you make
of these Kimerans?
Whispers are my trade,
and the whispers ‘round here
are the fightin’ kind.
This city is packed with
ice tunnels and frozen secrets,
and I don’t even know what else.
And Gammon?
Have you seen him?
In and out, always moving,
always making plans.
Plans?
Folk might seem backed up
against the ice down here,
but they’re ready for
just about anything, I think.
Good.
And good to see ye safe.
Even Willie.
[grunts]
Hmm. Maker keep you.
You know where to find me.
[birds squawk]
Mmm. I say, chonchy!
Get some food and then
we’ll get you quartered
and your work
assignments sorted.
Bright morning to you all.
[groans]
[hums in glee]
Whaaat?
Don’t you go yanking
my wooden leg!
Huh! Sure as you’re born!
I sailed three seasons
on the Tusker’s Hook!
[humming]
Oh the sorrow a sailor knows
Whenever he meets your father ♪
He’s mean as a swarm
of deadly bees ♪
He’ll cut off your legs
right at the knees ♪
It does no good
to beg him please ♪
To marry his only daughter ♪
[crowd cheers]
[birds squawk]
[giggling]
What are they doing?
Ah-ah.
You can feed those two but
stay here where I can see you.
They just might
have it figured out here.
An actual, normal life.
Without Fangs.
Their literary culture
might be a bit limited,
but in their favor, they do have
real keelhauler’s pie!
I may never leave.
Mmm.
Ferinia made it here.
So did Buzzard Willie,
and these hundreds
of other folk you see.
The boys know the plan.
I believe they’ll follow it,
your highness.
[humming]
[crowd cheers]
Don’t you have more important
things to do than eat?
Patience.
[squawk of a crow]
General a message!
[grunts]
Ah, ah, ah.
You, lieutenant.
[grunts]
[Fang laughs]
[Khrak hisses]
I suppose gray Fangs
can’t read, then.
“The Igiby family
has been sighted in Kimera.”
My spies have served me well.
They should have never
gotten that far north.
The truth is,
these simple farmers
have slipped through your slimy
claws again and again.
Never again!
I sniffed them out in Glipwood.
I captured their bird man.
One more chance--
You want one more chance?
Then you can join me in Kimera.
[groans]
It’s nothing a true Fang
can’t handle, I’m sure.
[growl]
[monstrous, throaty laughter]
[groans]
A double-sided axe
will shatter a sword.
[JERT] Who needs an axe
when I gots dese chompers!
[evil laughing]
[KALMAR] Corvey?
Corvey!
It’s you, isn’t it?
“Corvey.”
That’s your name.
Do you remember?
[groans]
My name’s Ghrool.
- [growl]
- [grunts]
[Ghrool howls]
[cackling]
Ah.
Here we are.
A bit scant,
but so long as they have
the great works of Skree
my work can go on
Sweeb, Sweeb
Sweeb Sweeb Sweeb
and more Sweeb?
Is this nothing but
the collected works
of that very prolific,
very mediocre writer,
Lothar Sweeb?
[sigh]
Egad.
There’s nothing here
to aid my research.
It’s all Sweeb!
[grunts]
Ooo!
Man down.
He’s gonna be countin’
his ribs tonight!
[chorkney squawks]
[chorkney squawks]
Scrappy one out there.
Looks like that pair
is getting along well!
[chorkney squawks]
Ow.
[LEELI] Atta girl!
Whoa.
Did you happen to see
my granddaughter around here?
Yay big, fair-haired,
walks with a crutch?
Ah, so she’s yours.
[chorkney squawks]
[groaning]
[giggling]
[whistle]
Whoo!
Middlest Wumbly Tick!!
Three points!
Leeli??
Hey! Her Chorkney
practically snarked my thumb!
No rules against that.
Can someone check on Hal?
[HAL] [muffled]
I’m okay.
I swear she’s talking
to her chorkney.
I can’t actually
talk to Pasha, right girl?
[chorkney squawks]
[PODO] Leeli!
Grandpa!
We’re playing “Kubzy.”
It’s like “Zibzy” on ice
but with sleds
and Chorkneys.
Mine is named “Pasha.”
It’s dangerous out there!
These kids don’t
have all their teeth!
That one’s got a black eye.
[giggling]
I can’t wait to teach
Janner and Kalmar how to play.
When they get here.
Soon, love.
You think?
I’m sure of it.
Let’s go find your ma
and Reteep.
And maybe don’t tell her
about the Kubzy.
[Leeli giggles]
That’s it!
The deadly pass of Mog-Balgrik.
Which is more deadly, Janner,
this mountain, or that man?
[bird squawks]
[grunts]
[birds squawk]
[struggling grunt]
[grunt]
[grunt]
[JANNER] Whew.
We made it.
With Gammon’s help,
that was almost easy.
Too easy.
And he’s leading us towards
the heart of buzzard territory.
Best case?
He’s a fool.
Worst case.
It’s a trap.
I don’t see this ending well.
Stay sharp.
See there?
Under that tarp
is one of my boggans.
You ready, little lady?
I’m always ready.
[slight chuckle]
The trick will be
getting across the open snow
twixt here and there.
[bird squawks]
There’s so many of them.
They’ll pluck our eyes out.
No, no.
These are so big,
they’ll probably just carry you
off to their nest
and then pluck your eyes out.
But what do I do?
What’s the plan?!
Swing that sword of yours.
Just run as fast as you can
and keep your head low.
Don’t worry about me.
I’ve killed more snicks
than you, I reckon.
Eaten more too.
Run fast, stay low.
Ready?
Not really.
GO!!
[birds squawk]
Here they come!
[birds squawk]
[bird squawks]
[grunts]
[bird squawks]
Almost there!
[long bird squawk]
[GAMMON] Here we go!
[bird squawks]
[birds squawk]
They’re hungry!
- [bird squawks]
- [Janner grunts]
[animals groaning]
[Janner grunting]
[gasp] Where’s Maraly?
[Janner screams]
[bird squawks]
Maraly!
[grunts]
[giggling]
[bird squawks]
[Janner cries out in pain]
Janner!
Take the sled!
- [grunting]
- [bird squawks]
[groaning in pain]
Get under
those branches!
[MARALY] Duck!
[birds squawks]
Nice moves, little warriors!
It’s up to the mountain now.
- [Maraly gasps]
- [Janner groans]
[Fang grunts]
[BORLEY] Sorry.
[Sara gasps]
Borley!
Why do you have a
a?
I made it.
This one too.
[gasps]
[BORLEY] Where are we going?
[SARA] Just keep
your voice down!
[Sara gives a sigh of relief]
Borley, are you
out of your mind?
This could get you thrown
in the box or worse!
I’m just trying
to help the rebellion!
Shhh!
[sigh of relief]
There’s no “rebellion.”
Not for now, anyway.
Give me any weapons
you’re carrying around.
I’ll I’ll stash them
inside my mattress.
[deep sigh] It’s just
the two of them.
Plus this one.
You can’t keep doing this.
Not this way.
If we’re going to start
collecting weapons
we have to do it right
Having a stash
could help us someday.
But we have to do it slow,
so the Overseer doesn’t notice
things are going missing.
We need a real plan and we need
other kids to be part of it.
Hey, I know a boy
in the foundry.
Oh, and a girl
who sharpens the swords!
I bet they’d do it!
It all has to be
very quiet, Borley.
Quiet and careful.
No more just grabbing
daggers, understood?
Get back to your
station before you’re missed.
Aye-aye, Queen Sara!
[deep sigh] Are we
actually doing this?
[GAMMON] Steer clear
of the rocks up there.
[faint breathing from Janner[]
[MARALY] I’m not blind, old man.
[GAMMON] Obviously not.
Next thing you know,
maybe I’ll get you driving
a supply wagon for me.
[MARALY] We’ll see.
What’s it pay?
- [Janner groans]
- [Gammon laughs loudly]
Ah, there he is.
Take it easy,
you still need patching up.
This mountain
goes on forever!
[GAMMON] And lucky for us.
We’re making good time.
Not long til Kimera.
Better not be.
Ugh. My hind quarters
are froze solid.
There.
[MARALY] What in the
mudflats was that?
Signal torches.
Head that way.
Where’s this city
you promised?
All around us.
Welcome to Kimera.
[Janner gasps]
Whoa.
Mama!
Janner!
[gasps] Janner
Janner, where’s your brother?
[JANNER] I’m sorry, mama.
[Janner groans in pain]
[gasps]
I lost him.
Janner.
[Nia sobs]