[Jim grunting]
[whimpering]
-Where am I? [grunts] -Pipe down!
[grunting]
-[grunting] -[chuckles] Strip him of his armor.
-[growling] -[grunting]
Let go of me! [grunts]
-[grunts, groans] -[chuckling]
Blinky thinks you're dead. If he knew what you were doing--
Behave, boy, and I'll see to it that you're cared for.
-The Dark Underlord listens to me. -[grunts]
[gasps, panting]
Have it your way. Reserve your strength. You'll need it.
You may have saved the baby, but you cannot save yourself.
[Usurna] The Trollhunter has gone too far.
The denizens of Trollmarket will not be safe
until Killahead Bridge is destroyed once and for all.
You know as well as I, Usurna, the pieces cannot be destroyed.
No... but they can be thrown into a hole so deep
that no living thing can hope to find them.
And I suppose you know of such a place. I cannot agree to this!
You are signing the boy's death warrant!
He signed it himself the moment he crossed into the Darklands.
The edict has already been made.
Killahead Bridge will never be found again.
[gasps]
[dog barking in distance]
-[hiccups] -[both chuckle]
He's actually asleep in your arms? Are you sure this is our child?
Mm...
[sighs]
Jim... what are we gonna do about you?
-[sighs] -You'll get him back, sis.
-[chuckles] -[coughs]
Uh, I mean, uh, "spongeface."
-[chuckles] -[sighs]
-Wait, you're leaving? -Well, I was thinking...
Now that your brother's out of the Darklands,
I'm stuck looking like this... forever.
-Well, what are you gonna do? -Who knows? Trollmarket ain't my style.
Probably find some comfy hole to make my own.
Take the A-train down to Trouble Town. Got no reason to stay around here anymore.
[gasps]
-Suzy! -Keep it. She'd miss you.
Mm.
[moans happily]
But what if there is a reason for you to stay?
What if you could help us get Jim back?
-What do you say? -Uh?
"Second part of the harvest." No, you fool!
[sighs]
-Uh? [gasps] -[amulet ticking]
[sighs, gasps]
-Did you bring what I asked? -Never told me the storage tombs
were infested with scorch beetles.
[screams, gasps]
-[grunting] Bug bomb! -No, no, no, no, no!
[grunts]
[blows]
-Now, where is it? Where is it? -[grunts]
[amulet ticking]
Why would a book about the thing that killed Aaarrrgghh!!! help us now?
Because, Tobias, if we can uncover who created the poison,
perhaps we can find who holds the antidote.
-Aha! -What?
-Oh, no, grumbly gruesome. -Is that good news or bad news?
It was created by the ancient guild of changeling spies,
as old as they are mysterious.
If you're fortunate enough to find a member,
you'll unfortunately find death.
-[gasps] -Where they walk, footsteps disappear.
They are the Janus Order.
[gasps]
[screams, grunts]
[sighs] If the cure for Aaarrrgghh!!! lies with the Janus Order,
it may as well lie with your... Easter Bunny.
Hey, what was all that talk about finding hope when things are hopeless?
-We'll find a way. -Find a way to what, exactly?
We were just tidying up! [chuckles] This place is a disaster, per usual.
Need I remind you, after yesterday's incident,
the Tribunal has you three on my strict probation.
Out with it!
Just... looking for a miracle to save my wingman.
[amulet ticking]
So, you aren't meddling with the Tribunal's edict
to bury Killahead Bridge where no troll nor mortal can ever find?
-They're moving the bridge? -No, but we need--
...to move on without Jim. Don't worry, Vendel.
We've accepted the Tribunal's decision.
Wait, we have? We have, we have.
I wish it were different,
but, to go against the Elder Word, is to court treason, war.
Jim put more than himself in danger by going into the Darklands.
We all have to live with the consequences.
Very well. Tidy away.
Great Gizmodius, they're taking the bridge!
-How will we rescue Master Jim now? -Don't worry, I saw this coming.
I had NotEnrique stow away in one of the crates
when the pieces were shipped.
That way, I'll have an emotional anchor.
An emotional anchor for us to shadow jump in, to get the pieces back!
[gasps] Oh, my gosh!
We're gonna steal a bridge! Magic bridge heist!
-Come on, T.P., we gotta get to class. -"T.P."?
"Toby Pie."
-I don't like it. Mm-mm. -[chuckles] Don't fight it.
[inhales deeply, grunts]
And now, to find the Easter Bunny.
[amulet ticking]
[Uhl over PA system] Attention, students and faculty.
The "Save Jim" bake sale was a massive success.
Together, we will find a cure for this rare and sudden disease.
That is all. Thank you.
Donate to stop the disease! We gotta cure Jim, guys.
-We can do-- [screams] Ouch! -Donate, my butt!
-[humming] -Make way for the king!
-[grunts] -"Save Jim"?
[scoffs] What a load of crock! Admit it, "Dumbzalski," he's not sick.
He's just faking this because I won Spring Fling,
and he's just trying to steal my thunder!
Let go of me!
And what are you gonna do about it, Dumbzalski?
[both growling]
-[grunts, sighs] -[laughs] That's what I thought, you wuss.
[Claire] Let him go, Steve. Go back to the '80s, where bullies belong.
Besides, no one cares about your stupid dance crown.
-What? Everybody bows to the king! -[girl] No, we don't. And your hat's dumb.
Shut up! Who said that? Listen, I "Interneted" some things.
And there's never been a single case of Jim Lake Disease, like, ever!
-Explain that. -I would, but I don't speak Neanderthal.
[grunts] You two plebes can only cover for Jim for so long. I'm onto you.
Tick-tock, tick-tock...
-You okay? -I hate that guy.
I wish I could punch him in his perfectly-chiseled face.
-He's not worth it, Tobes. -[sighs]
-Did you bring Jim's homework? -Yeah. It's right here. [screams]
Oh, no! [grunting]
[boy] Oh, man!
[grunts]
[sighs] Guess I missed a scorch beetle.
[chuckles] Okay, here's Jim's assignment.
Might want to double-check the work there.
-[phone dings, vibrates] -[gasps]
It's NotEnrique! The bridge pieces! Where are you?
I got no clue where on Earth I am, but come and get me!
Hold tight. We have to find a secluded spot.
-Come on! -What about school?
-[school bell ringing] -What about Jim?
What about Jim?
Run away, my little plebes, and lead me to Jim Fake, Jr.
[imitates explosion]
[gasps]
[grunting]
[Claire chuckling]
[Jim] Kanjigar warned me about this.
Trollhunters shouldn't have personal connections.
[Barbara] You shouldn't be putting yourself in danger like this.
[Jim] I'm fine, Mom. I think this is what I was meant to do.
Jim, promise me, after this is over,
don't keep your trollhunting a secret from me anymore.
-[monitor beeping] -Please.
[female voice] You shouldn't have come.
-What? Who's there? -You will die here.
[grunting] Oh, hey, come on! What's with the bag?
It is time for you to meet the Vicious, the Black, the Skullcrusher... Gunmar!
[laughs] Ooh!
[Jim] Let go of me!
-Candy! -[female voice] Goodbye, Trollhunter.
-[chuckles] -[Jim yelling]
Still no sign of Jim?
Nothing but barren Darklands. And I'm running out of Nougat Nummies.
-You think this is secluded enough? -For a magic bridge?
This far out, we could hide a few dead bodies.
-[chuckles] -[both gasp]
-[chuckles] -All right, let's do this quick.
Making portals is exhausting, and I don't know how many I've got in me.
-[grunts] -Wow!
You're turning pro with that magic shadow stick.
Well, it's powered by emotions.
Getting the guy I like out of the Darklands? Plenty of emotion.
-What are you doing? -What's it look like? Helping.
I have no idea where we are.
I need you here, to be my emotional anchor.
-But what am I supposed to do? -Get ready to catch.
[inhales deeply] Fine.
Ah!
[gasps]
[grunts]
-Took you long enough! -What are you doing in there?
I-- Uh, Suzy's a little scared of the dark.
And, with all the freaky noises,
this place is giving her the heebie-jeebies.
[chuckles] All right, come on.
[grunts] Where are we?
All's I could make out was someone saying "starboard" or "captain."
We could be on a spaceship, for all I know.
[sighs, yelps]
A little warning next time?
[man] Yeah, yeah, the paperwork says dump it here.
-"Dump it"? [gasps] -[rumbling]
-We're on a cargo ship! -[both grunting]
They're dumping us into the ocean!
The ocean? But I--
But Suzy can't swim!
-[both grunt] -Hold on!
-[sighs] -[both scream]
[muffled screaming]
[grunting] Oh, no!
You never said nothin' about no water! I knew this idea was lousy!
Just stick with the plan,
and let's get the pieces out of here before it's too late.
-[grunting] -[metal groaning]
The metal can't hold for long! The water's going to pour in at any minute! Hurry!
-[grunts] -[moans]
[grunting]
[grunts]
[both grunt]
[gasps]
[panting]
[gasps]
[both grunt]
[grunts, sighs]
[both grunting]
[groans]
Whoa! [gasps]
Stupid!
[tires squealing]
[grunts]
[chuckling]
[chuckles]
[sniffs] Mm. Smells like dirt.
[sniffs] They're close.
[grunting]
[grunting continues]
Wait here while I go consult the Underlord.
[grunts]
[panting]
[grunting]
[grunts]
[grunting]
Enough!
How disappointing.
Overcome by a child!
[begging in foreign language]
[growling]
Gunmar.
You will not disappoint me again.
-[screaming] -[gasps]
Oh, it's been so long since I smelled living flesh.
So, the stories are true.
The old fool chose a human child to be his Trollhunter!
Careful, My Lord. He has the Eclipse Sword.
-But can he wield it? -[grunts]
To wound me, one needs to be able to touch me, child.
[grunting]
-[breathing heavily] -Tell me, Trollhunter...
[grunts]
What should a father do to the one who murdered his only son?
-[grunts] -[grunts]
Whoa! Cool!
[growls, grunts]
-Uh... [grunting repeatedly] -[metal clanging repeatedly]
[chuckles] Oh, no.
"K.I.C."? Stop! The boy must live!
-[grunts] -[sighs, grunts]
-Why? -I must speak to you alone, sire.
-Things have come to light. -[grunting]
Take him away! Let him hunger as I have.
I stopped Bular, and I will stop you!
You showed... [clears throat]
restraint, Dark Underlord.
Why would you take his death from me, Dictatious?
[sighs] The bridge is gone.
I can't let this dying world take me with it.
My Lord, I offer a morsel of hope.
What is "Nougat Nummy"?
They're sending him coded messages!
[gasps] His friends seek him. The bridge could still be opened.
But only if he remains alive.
They thought Killahead could stop me. This cage has only hardened me!
When I bring forth the Eternal Night,
trolls will take back the surface lands and claim what is rightfully ours!
-[grunting] -[breathing heavily]
-[gasping] -Oh, no! The portal!
[grunting]
I can't. It won't work. I got nothing left.
Right. I knew you'd get us killed!
-What? -You wanna know the truth?
Fine. About to die, anyway.
I decided to stick around 'cause you're a pushover.
I can do whatever I want, and you're too weak to stop me!
Excuse me? How dare you!
I use your toothbrush to clean me ears. I steal cash from your purse.
And you know your lucky Papa Skulls jacket?
I like to call that my snot rag! Hilarious!
-[laughing] -Ugh! Why, you... you...
you baby genius!
Yeah, I know. Now, come on! We've just got a few more!
[grunts] Wait a minute. You didn't really do that stuff, right?
-Uh, don't use your toothbrush. -[gasps]
-Whoa! -Oh, no.
-Ah! -[both grunting]
We're never gonna get 'em all! Time to bail out of this death trap!
No! We lose the bridge, we lose Jim. We need this last crate.
[grunting, panting]
Hey! Have you heard of the phrase "heads up"?
-[grunting] -[bird cooing]
-[grunting] -[Steve] Ha!
-Whoa! -Well, if it isn't Butt-braces!
-Steve! What are you doing here? -What are you doing here?
-And what's with all the boxes? -Uh, making a fort?
-Where's Jim, cheeseball? -You really need to leave.
I'm not leaving until I see Jim.
I know he's out here. Where is that big phony?
You know what? Jim is here!
In fact, let me go get him. You stay right there. Don't you move.
-All right, glamour mask, it's go time. -Huh?
-Ha-ha! Hey, what is up, Steve? -Where did Fart-face go? Huh?
-What's going on? -We're just, uh, making a fort.
It's pretty cool, I know.
But you can't be part of it, so you gotta go. [grunting]
Jim Lake Disease, my butt! [scoffs]
-I knew it. You're busted, Lake! -You're right. Mystery solved.
Guilty as charged. Now, run along and tell the world, away from here.
Mm, I see what's going on here.
[chuckles] Not until you bow down and call me "king."
-Seriously? That's all you want? -Say it! Oh, no, no, wait.
I'm gonna record it so everyone can see it.
Come on, just power up that staff and make a portal under the crate,
or we're doomed!
-Do it! Do it! Do it now! -Say I'm the king! [chuckles]
[gasps] All right, all right!
I'm bowing! Oh-ho-ho! I'm bowing, almighty king, ruler of Arcadia!
-I bow down to you! -[chuckles]
-Loser. -Wait, wait, wait! Wait, wait!
[stammering] I'm not done bowing down to you yet.
You're not just-- You're not just the king of Arcadia.
You're the king of awesomeness!
And master of the animals and the sky and woodland creatures!
And what about the oceans?
-Yes! Lord of the oceans! -Right! We can go bigger.
How about the world? I am the king of the world!
-Come on, kid. Last piece! -Oh, I can't! I'm exhausted!
-Yes, you can! You have to! -It's not charging!
There, I did as you asked. You're the king of everything.
-Now, leave. -Why do you want me to go?
-What are you hiding, Lake? -Come on, dude! Stop it, Steve!
-Why do you want me to leave? -I said, stop it!
-[grunting] -[laughing]
[grunts]
I've been looking forward to this for a long time! [grunts]
-How the heck are you so heavy? -I'm not that heavy!
[grunts, groans]
-[grunts] -[growls] You are so annoying!
-Oh, no. -Where'd he go?
-Uh... he's here. -Your friend just ran off. Where'd he go?
-Ugh! I can't get it to work. -Look at me, big eyes. Dig deep.
Maybe anger isn't your thing.
Maybe you gotta find somethin' stronger inside.
-You leave Jim alone! -He just ran off and left you.
What kind of friend is that?
Shut up! He's coming back! I know he's coming back!
-I can do this. -[laughing] Heck yeah, you can!
I can do this. I can do this. I can do this!
So, do it already!
[NotEnrique grunts]
[grunting]
[Steve] You're not so tough without your protector, huh?
-I can take care of myself. -[baby voice] Aw, you're gonna cry now?
Big ol' punching bag Dumbzalski, all by himself.
-[normal voice] You're worthless. -[gasps, grunts]
You're wrong! I'm not worthless! I'm gonna get Jim back!
-[grunts] -Huh?
[gasps, whimpers] Wha...?
[grunts] You know what? Claire's right. You're not worth it.
Steve, have you ever heard of the expression "heads up"?
-What? [screams] -Ha!
[coughing] NotEnrique?
-Ah! Toby, he's not breathing! -[gasps] Oh, no! Oh, no! NotEnrique!
[gasps]
[gasps, blows]
-[Claire] NotEnrique... -[continues blowing]
He's still not breathing.
He's still not breathing. Come on!
Come on! Come on, you little imp! The party ain't over yet!
Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! [grunting]
-[Claire] Come on, NotEnrique. -[sputtering]
Oh, it worked! Ah, thank you, Ms. Janeth!
I told you, I can't swim.
-[chuckles] -[breathing heavily]
[gasps] Claire! You got all the pieces!
We did it! We stole an entire freaking bridge!
Yeah. Don't let Jim ever say we never did anything for him.
Thank you. You did good back there, kid.
What emotion did you use to get us out of that tin can?
-Fear. I was afraid... I lost you. -I'm the king of the ocean.
What are we gonna do about him?
-[siren wailing] -[grunting]
-[indistinct police radio chatter] -Oh, please, Mama.
-[man] Hey. Hey, come on, kid, wake up. -What? Where? No, I...
I was in the woods. And Jim was Toby. And Toby was Jim.
And the sky opened up! And there was a great flood.
And I was king of the ocean. I was king of the ocean. I got proof!
Yeah! Who's the king now? Boom! Ha-ha!
-What? No, no, no! That's not-- -Yeah.
-Someone's had one too many juice boxes. -What?
I'm taking you in. We're calling your parents.
No! I'm telling the truth! There's someone in the woods! I can take you there!
-Stop! [grunting] -[screaming]
Come on!
-[both grunt] -[coughs]