[grunting]
Ugh! Why won't the shadow staff make a portal?
Slow down, young one. You must learn to empower the staff itself.
Focus, imbue it with your will.
The stronger the emotions, the greater--
[grunts] I don't get it. Claire just joined the team,
and she gets to handle the super-sweet, megamatic portal staff?
[grunts, groans]
Pfft! I've been by Jim's side since day one and what do I get?
-[grunts] -Careful now.
Mmm... Got me, wingman.
-Aw, buddy! -[grunting]
The shadow staff is a weapon of great-- Whoa! ...power.
-Ah! -Ee-yah!
-[grunts] -[both chuckle]
[grunting]
-[grunting] -[chuckling]
[grunting] Why won't this thing work?
She did it!
No way! How did she do that?
Whoa! I made a portal!
Did you see that? I made a portal!
Yeah, if we need to teleport an olive or a baby mouse.
-Oops! [chuckles] -What did you just say?
I said you have an awesome staff and you totally deserve it.
Even though you lost the Killstone.
[scoffs] Excuse me, Mr. God King,
you were the one in charge of getting the stone and you blew it!
Uh, should we stop them?
Uh... nah. This is the Forge. Let them spar.
-[Toby yelps] -And if Jim were here--
But Jim's not here. You know where he is?
Jim's getting chewed out right now by ghosts because of your butterfingers!
-[grunts] -[coughs]
We'll get it back.
[male voice] You said your friends would make you stronger!
-It's one setback! -[female voice] Setback?
[male voice 1] Angor Rot will carve him to pieces!
-[male voice 2] Is he stupid? -[male voice 3] Worse. Naive.
They are right.
You are too focused on your fight tomorrow, not the fight today.
He's killed Trollhunters before. That means some of you can help me.
[male voice] When Angor kills his prey...
[female voice] And he always does.
[male voice] Their soul is devoured.
It is true. Those defeated by his hand are gone forever.
We were once concerned your devotion would get your team killed.
We now fear it is your team that will get you killed.
And who you calling "newbie"?
I've been eaten by a troll. What have you done?
-I've been keeping your butt alive! -[grunts]
Oh, yeah? Well, I've been there for Jim since the beginning.
[gasps] Get down!
Oh, my gosh, Jim! I-I didn't mean to!
Jim, she tried to kill me!
-Stop! Enough! The council was right. -What did my father say?
He said that we need to step it up.
And that's not just coming from him. That's coming from me, too.
Our task ahead just got harder.
If we want all the stones, the path now goes through Angor Rot.
And we all know what that means. Even the council doesn't know to stop him.
We all need to pull our weight and that goes for me, too.
That means more training, work harder--
I'll do whatever it takes.
[scoffs] Brown-noser.
We'll do whatever it takes.
But if rookie here gets to rock a sweet weapon,
I get to rock a sweet weapon, too!
[humming] Oh.
[gasps]
Warhammer!
[grunting]
One second! Wait for it!
[grunts]
See? [grunting]
It's not that heavy. [grunting]
[female voice] Troll-- Troll--
-Trollhunter, it's urgent! -What is it? Is everything okay?
I have a package I need delivered to my sister, Sagdwella!
She lives under a trailer park in Oo-tah.
Wait a minute. You want me to mail something?
Your post office is more efficient than our carrier mice trolls.
I suppose they don't eat the parcels either.
You're supposed to answer every call.
I don't think mail is what the Trollhunters had in mind.
-This is a call. -[sighs] Fine.
Jim the mailman? Why not?
The address. Whatever you do, do not open it!
I've got my eye on you.
[giggling]
-[sighs] -[Toby grunting]
Hey, Jim, look at me!
I got it! I got it!
I don't got it! I don't got it! I don't got it, I don't got it, I--
-[loud crash] -[groans] Ooh, everything hurts.
So, what's in the box?
It doesn't matter. We're not gonna open it.
Yeah, Claire, it doesn't matter. But aren't you curious, though?
There could be, like, a tiny creature in there that can't breathe, Jimbo!
Or an itty-bitty troll king whose little kingdom needs saving!
[gasps]
Oh! Or my soulmate!
Guys, it doesn't matter because, at lunch, I'm taking it straight to the post office.
Easy win, for once.
What? You think you're gonna win today, Lame Junior?
The Touch-A-Truck-athon is mine.
It's the ultimate test of endurance, and no one can touch like me.
-Am I right, Claire? -Ugh, in your dreams.
[imitates explosion]
-[chuckles] -Aw, poor Steve.
I think he's becoming unhinged.
Oh, man, the Truck-athon's today? That's gonna take all day!
Then let me deliver the package. How hard could it be?
-Uh, you mean, we can deliver it. -Bagdwella wanted me to deliver it.
Focus, Jim. We're trying to win Spring King, remember?
-We can be cool? -You mean, you want to be cool.
Semantics. You already won the first challenge.
If you ace this, you'll be a lock to be king. Then I'll be duke.
Win this and you won't have to worry about any more of these stupid things.
It's a win-win.
You said we needed to step up.
Guys, troll mail... not what I meant.
-This is our chance to show you. -[sighs]
Just remember, don't open the box.
Don't worry, dude.
Postmaster Toby and his assistant, Claire, will handle with care.
[yelps, clears throat]
Oops! [chuckles]
Whoo! Oh, no.
King and queen nominees, approach the truck.
-[Steve chuckles] -Place your hands on the vehicle.
Should you cease contact with it at any time, you will be eliminated.
[girl] You've got this, Eli!
Hoo-hoo! I just downed ten energy drinks and I can go all night.
Aren't you worried you'll have to use the bathroom?
-Let's just say, I've got it covered. -Ooh! Are you wearing a diaper?
[cackles] Who's the loser now, loser?
[grunting]
Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
The Touch-A-Truck-athon begins!
[car horn honking in distance]
-What's up, dude? -[clears throat]
Okay, so right after fourth period, we go straight to the post office.
-Got the package? -In my backpack. Check.
And I have the address.
Che-- Uh-- Oh, no.
-You lost the address? -What? No! Of course not!
-You don't happen to remember it, do ya? -Mm!
-It's gotta be here somewhere. -Look everywhere. I promised Jim!
He gave us the easiest mission and we already screwed it up?
-[whooshing] -[gasps]
-Wait, you opened it? -No. No. [chuckles] Nope. No way.
Define "opened," though. You told me to look everywhere!
-[grunts] Well, what was in it? -Nothin'. Just a whoosh.
-What do you mean, "whoosh"? -The box was totally empty,
but before I could close it, it was like...
[in slow motion] whoosh.
That sounds really bad.
-[grunting, bones cracking] -Toby, are you okay?
Oh, look! The address was in my back pocket the whole time. Cripes.
Ugh! You are so weird. I'm holding onto this from now on.
I'll meet you here after class.
[blows raspberry] Fine!
[sighs] When do we get a pee break?
That's the point, Miss Wang. There are none.
Doesn't anyone else have to go?
[chuckling, shivering] Depends.
-Ew! Gross. -[laughs] Giving up yet, Lame Junior?
Hand on truck. Not that difficult.
This isn't worth it!
Adiós. You have been eliminated.
[scoffs] Whatever.
[chuckles]
Mr. Lake, I've been meaning to speak with you.
I received word from a mutual acquaintance, Mr. Rot.
He said you had lost something rather valuable the other day.
I'll get it back.
Sure, you will. Oh, and I'm on my way to another lunch date with your mother.
It's a shame you won't be able to join us.
You don't happen to have a breath mint on you, do you?
[laughing]
[continues laughing]
[grunting]
[groaning in slow motion]
-Yeah! -[gasping]
-[panting] -[Shannon] I have a breath mint.
[chuckles]
Adiós, Shannon. Darci wins for the girls.
-[chuckles] -[growls]
What? That's right! Go, Darci! I'm fabulous!
Of course I am, 'cause I'm Darci!
For the boys, the game is still on.
-[Darci] Go, Darci! -[Uhl] Congratulations.
-Now, get back to class! -[Steve] Ha! He's dating your mom?
Whoa! Why didn't I think of that?
So, if A is 30 degrees and B is 40 degrees,
what solves for C?
No, no. Oh, no. No, no, no.
Mr. Domzalski, is there a problem?
No, just loving triangles.
Then perhaps you can come up to the board and solve this one.
-I respectfully decline. -[all laughing]
-The whoosh. -Mr. Domzalski, it is not a request.
Come to the board right now!
-[snickering] -[exhales]
[students laughing]
[laughing]
[boy] Weirdo.
Where do you think you're going, Mr. Domzalski?
Uh... bathroom?
"Oh, yes, we'll deliver the package. We'll deliver the package."
What a dumb idea!
Ah! [grunts]
Move it, Dumb-zalski! [laughs]
[gasps]
No, no, no, no, no!
[screaming, whimpering]
No, no, no, no, no!
[grunting, screaming]
"The human skeleton completely regenerates every seven years."
Whoa, is that true? That's crazy!
I'll tell you what, my spine does not regenerate...
[whispering] Claire!
Coach Lawrence, um, I need the hall pass. Girl problems.
Claire! Help! Help!
-Toby! What are you doing up there? -I've never loved my school so much!
[Steve beatboxing]
Quick, quick! Get me down, get me down!
-Ugh. -[continues beatboxing]
Still not giving up, and your breath smells worse than your diaper.
It was the whoosh, wasn't it?
Oh, this is all your fault! You were the one who wanted to deliver it!
But you volunteered with me.
Because you were gonna take all the glory!
We can't tell Jim. Promise me, you won't tell Jim.
He already thinks I'm useless.
Toby, look at us.
-We are useless. Ugh! -Let me think, let me think, let me think.
[gasps] Maybe Blinky will know how to fix this!
Blinky? He's at Jim's house.
Well, then let's go! No, no, no, no, no! Grab me!
[panting]
Yeah, he's been talking to the new guidance counselor about his father--
Guidance counselor?
Yes, the one you recently brought in. Mr. Blinky?
-[retches, coughs] -Are you okay?
[coughing]
Mr. Blinky? [clears throat]
I'm sorry. Here I am on a date, going on about Jim's father.
I really don't know how to do these things.
You're doing just fine.
-[Toby screaming in distance] -[panting]
Uh! Hey, grab me! Grab me! Don't lose me like you lost the stone!
I'm trying! And shut up!
-[grunts] -Aw, come on, Claire! No, no, no, no!
Whoa! Wait a sec! Hey, I think-- I think it's wearing off!
Nice! It just wore off.
[sighs] Uh-oh.
[in slow motion] Oh, no!
-What's happening to me? -[panting]
-Toby, what's wrong? -[sobbing] Can't move.
[grunting]
The whoosh! It's making you switch
between super light and super heavy without warning!
That seems accurate.
[grunting]
Toby, no offense, but you got a real weight problem.
-Not funny. -[siren beeping]
Oh, no! It's the po-po!
-[car door closing] -Huh?
Hey, cool kids, what you doing there? Skipping school?
Oh, hello, officer.
I'm just taking my brother, um, to his appointment at the hospital.
-He, uh, has a rare condition. -Yes. I have no bones.
What? Seriously?
Extremely rare. Someone stole his wheelchair.
Ugh, poor kid. No bones?
I can't let you go like this. Let me call a squad car.
That's very kind of you, sir, but, uh, he likes the fresh air.
No, I insist. Hey, uh, I got a kid here, real hero.
Needs a lift. Probably one of the larger cars. Over.
-Wait. What? -[woman] Confirmation.
ETA, seven minutes. How big of a car?
Something real funny goin' on around here.
[gasps] Mm...
Hour four is complete. I need more coffee. Eli is in charge.
Hooray!
-[laughs] -Oh!
-Ow! Seriously? -My hand hasn't left the truck.
[grunts]
Guys, please stop! I don't want to get in trouble!
-[whimpers] -Quit it! Don't make me-- [grunts]
[both grunting]
Let go, dweeb! [grunts]
-Get off of me! -Stop! Please!
[whimpering]
This isn't happening!
-[phone vibrating] -[gasps]
-Claire, it's you! -Toby, you drifted away!
-Where the heck are you? -I'm right above the--
-No, no, no, no, no! Aw, come on! -[phone shatters]
[gasps] Is that Claire's house?
[grunting]
Notenrique! Notenrique!
What the--? Hey, Tons-of-Fun! What you doin' all the way up there?
[grunting] Quick! Do something!
-Hold on a sec! -Notenrique!
-This is priceless! -[camera clicks]
-Whoa! [laughs] -That's what you did? You took a selfie?
Send you a copy!
This is it. This is how I go out. I had so much left to do.
So many taco trucks I never ate at.
[sobbing]
-[grunting] -[Claire] Grab it already!
[gasps] You found me! What the heck? Reel me in, reel me in!
-Say it. -Say what?
I'm not bringing you down until you admit you've been a butt to me all day.
You're jealous of me being close to Jim!
Claire! I'm sorry, okay? Come on!
Admit it! You've been a total butt!
[grunts]
Okay, you're right, I am a butt.
[sighs] It's just-- for so long, it was the Jim and Toby show, you know?
And you're this cool, smart girl,
who's great at everything and is really pretty,
and now you have this super rad shadow staff, and what do I have?
I've got weight problems.
Toby, you and Jim are the dynamic duo. I can never change that.
Hoo! I was so afraid you were gonna be mad at me,
and we were never gonna be friends again,
and it was just all these bad things I didn't want to think about.
-Toby, I think the curse is spreading. -Oh, no! What do we do? What do we do?
Let's just get to Jim's house. Blinky will know what to do.
[both grunting]
-Hand's still on the truck! [laughs] -Guys, please stop!
[all grunting]
Eli's gone. Looks like it's just you and me now, buttsnack!
-Whoa! -[laughs]
-[horn honking] -[Steve whooping, laughing]
I really do not like the decaf.
[man] Guys, guys! There's a fight outside! Come on!
-What in the heck is going on? -Kids today.
-Steve, stop this! -Why couldn't you let me win this?
-But then you never do, do you? -What are you talking about?
People respected me. And you broke my face in front of everyone.
I got benched from the team and the play.
And now you got Claire. I liked my life.
You've threatened everything I know, turned my world upside down.
And you know what the worst part is? I... I'm intimidated by you, Jim.
What? Steve, I don't know what to say, man.
-I didn't know. I do care. -Yeah, right.
[sighs] You know what? Here. Look. You win.
[cackles]
I can't believe you fell for it!
[cackling] Whoo!
[continues cackling]
-Steve, are you nuts? -Who's the loser now, loser?
Ka-boom! [laughs]
What happened here? I heard there was a fight. Are you okay?
-Yeah. -Oh, thank heavens!
My sweet Susanna is unharmed. Du bist mein Schnuckiputzi.
[clears throat] It seems we have a winner.
Whoo! That's right! Who wins? I do!
-Look at me! I-- -[coughs, grunts]
Ha! Eli is the champion of the Touch-A-Truck-athon.
-What? No! -What? Yay!
No! No, no, no, no, no!
[grunting]
She nearly took my head off with the shadow staff.
The chubby one's just as bad.
They're just human whelps after all.
Hopefully, they'll get their acts together soon enough.
-[Toby] Blinky, you gotta help us! -[gasps]
[gasps]
[whimpering]
[whimpering, grunting]
What in blue blazes?
Toby opened Bagdwella's box. Now we're floating and sinking.
And it's getting worse! What's happening?
Whoa! Oh, dear.
[Toby screaming]
[screaming]
-My, my, my! -[whimpering]
[grunting]
A curse box! Why would you be in possession of such a dangerous gift?
[grunts] We were trying to help Jim, but, please, can you turn it off?
-Ooh, a Nougat Nummy! -A curse cannot be broken.
It can only be passed on, or it will grow stronger by the minute.
-[grunts] -Vendel. Vendel-- [grunts]
Vendel can contain the curse. We must get to Vendel.
-But how? We'll never get to Trollmarket. -[loud rumbling]
Oh, no! The curse is spreading to the house!
-We must get to Vendel! -What foolishness is this?
[grunts]
[gasps]
Claire, use your shadow staff! You can get us to Vendel!
But I can't!
I can only open a portal that's big enough for a baby mouse or an olive, remember?
You must think of Vendel. Clear your mind. Think of nothing but him!
-I can't! -Okay, I hate to do this. Um...
Hey, Claire! Don't let us down, like you did with the Killstone, remember?
-You lost it! -What?
You know, I don't think you're ready to be a Trollhunter. I really don't.
You see that shadow staff? You're not worthy to wield its powers.
Am I right, Blinky?
Um... indeed! Yes!
I saved you! I thought we were friends now.
Friends don't let friends down, like you did with the Killstone!
Why are you being such a butt again?
Oh, are you angry, Claire? Are you mad? Are you mad enough?
Yeah! I'm angry!
Then look at the staff and think of Vendel and make a portal!
Thank you!
[grunting]
Hmm...
Mm...
-What in Deya's Grace? -Vendel! Pull us through!
[all screaming]
[all grunting]
-Watch out! -[screams, grunts]
-[sighs] -I did it? I did it!
What did you do now, Blinkous?
Don't look down at me. It's Tobias who is cursed.
I'll apologize a million times later, but can you stop this?
Of course, but I need a vessel to trap the curse.
Quick! Get something! Anything!
Wait, not anything! I know just the thing.
Awesome sauce!
[screams, grunts]
Now, we both have sweet weapons. I was born to wield the warhammer.
-[chuckles, screams] -[grunts]
-The curse appears to be stable. -Sort of.
[grunting]
[Claire laughs]
They look pretty good. Any problems mailing the package?
-Actually, Master Jim-- -Your team did an excellent job.
Your allies are getting stronger.
In time, a lot of time, they may actually be... useful.
[screaming]
Whoa!
"Useful." It's a start. You got room for one more?
Since when could you do that with a hammer, Tobes?
Yah! Hello? It's a warhammer. Respect it, please.
-Be quick on your feet! Hi-yah! -Whoo!