Daniel Spellbound (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Episode #1.5 - full transcript

You dare mention the
Insect King in my presence?

Are you here on his behalf?

No, I'm in this for me. I've
never even met the Insect King.

Never speak that name to me.

-Ugh!

Point taken.

The gem you seek is no
treasure from an old love.

Behold.

The Insect King and his army

destroyed my people.

He used the Emerald
and the key-staff



to hunt and cage magical
creatures for parts,

selling them to
the highest bidder.

Whoa.

I'm starting to see how the
Gryphon ended up in the Mirage.

The Insect King stole my heart…

but I still managed
to take his Emerald.

That evil cockroach ripped my
heart out for financial gain.

That's awful.

But you're still alive.

You're like a fish zombie.

It's kind of awesome.

'Tis a fate worse than death.

My heart imbues my young
with the power to hatch.

Without it, I'm left alone
and powerless for eternity.



Good thing you just met the
world's greatest Tracker.

I can get your heart
back, Your Highness.

I just need his Emerald.

My Mermaid Realm
would rise again.

Yes, you have a deal, Tracker.

Your Highness, I
will win your heart.

Not romantically. I'm just...

You know what? Scratch
that, I'm gonna go.

Whoo!

Boy, you smell like
old cans of tuna.

Oh, thanks. Now the Insect King sells
his items at The Mystic Outpost.

That's where the heart will be.

The Outpost? You
know where it is?

Yep. And I've always wanted to go.
It's a Tracker rite of passage.

Whoo-ho!

The Bureau's been trying
to bust that place forever.

It's a lion's den of deadly
weapons and dark magic.

I'm going in with you.

Now cool your jets, Lucy. We're
not going there to bust anybody.

They'd kick me out of the Tracker Union
if anyone knew I brought a Dowser.

They'd throw me in the Tickle Pit,
which is not as fun as it sounds.

No, listen.

The fate of the magical
world rests on this mission.

No way I'm letting
you out of my sight.

Plus, I've got the
keys to the truck.

-No, you don't.

Hoagie, you're gonna choke.

I'm not gonna choke.

Look, I'm not breaking the Code.

I need you two to
stay in the truck.

And I need you not to
tell me what to do,

just where we're headed.

Fine.

Great. Now buckle up.

You trying to turn
me into a pancake?

I said, "Buckle up."

We're here.

This is gonna be so cool.

This super creepy
island lair? No, thanks.

I'm good right here
with my ice cream.

Unh-uh-uh-uh. Ice
cream later. Let's go.

Let's not. Trust me, this
is definitely a one-man job.

Tyson, tell me you have the info
I need to infiltrate the Outpost.

It's definitely
not a one-man job.

Kel runs the joint,

and nothing goes in or
out without him noticing.

I told him I was sending a Gorgon hunter
with a pig sidekick to buy new equipment…

Oh, man.

Well, that'll be me.

…while someone else sneaks
in to pinch the merch.

And that'll be me.

Oh, oh, and get this, Kel sells a
tonic made with genuine Mermaid Heart.

Mm!

And heads up, Daniel.

The Pie Maker upped the
bounty on your head.

It's so good, I might turn you
in. Wait, can I turn you in?

Uh, thanks Tyson. Gotta go.
We've got bigger fish to fry.

Hey, don't turn me off...

Mm… Fried fish.

Remember, you and
Hoagie distract Kel

while I sneak in the side
entrance and get the heart.

Then, we all get out.

If you weren't so worried about
your precious Tracker Code,

I'd arrest him and take it.

Promise you'll just play
it cool and not Dowser out.

Fine. I promise.

Good. Thank you.

Let's just make this as
fast and easy as possible.

Don't worry.

This Gorgon hunter and her pig
sidekick have it under control.

Now to perfect my accent.

We be hunting Gorgons, matey.

And this is why I work alone.

I'll be in and out before
Lucy has a chance to blow it.

How about we don't go into
the super creepy lair?

It's okay, Hoagie,
I got your back.

Um… definitely not the super villain
secret hideout vibes I was expecting.

Right, Hoagie?

Oh…

I want this, that,
or whatever this is.

Oh, and this for sure!

Hoagie.

-Shh!

You have to play it cool.

Ooh!

Play what cool?

Uh…

All this Gorgon gold I got
burning a hole in my pocket.

Yeah, it's real heavy.

Maybe you can help
us lighten our load?

You must be my Gorgon hunter
and her talking pig sidekick.

Welcome!

My name's Kel and
I love to sell.

Hey, nice slogan.

Nice timing.

Today's our annual
Gorgon hunter sale.

Meh. I don't see
anything good here.

Let's get out of this dump.

Ah…

So you're only interested in
top-of-the-line magical items.

Let me get some from the vault.

Not going that way.

Hey Big D. How's it hanging?

Hoagie, puns later, help now. You've
gotta turn off that force field.

Oh, so now you need our help?

I thought we were the ones
who were gonna mess this up?

Yeah, well, 20% you, 80% Lucy.

She's doing a lot better than
you right now, cliffhanger.

Hang tight.

I gotta get the
key. Hang on a sec.

Hurry!

You'll love this.

The latest in
Gorgon-hunting technology.

Comes with an optional free warranty
for a mandatory additional surcharge.

A lamp? I don't think...

I can buy it without a demo!

It's far too dangerous to
demonstrate in my store.

All you need is a magical totem.

If I was to activate it, which I
won't because it's very dangerous,

I would just touch it here and
move the totem up and down.

It's very rare
Gremlin technology.

Everything okay?

Uh-huh!

All good.

These are absolute
showstoppers at parties.

I hate magic.

Huh?

Let's light this candle.

No!

Not bad. Now what else ya got?

-What the...

Daniel? You still alive?

No.

Dollars to dwarf-forge donuts,

you'll love this
magical shipping device.

Brand spanking new.

Perfect for transporting your
bloody bounties anywhere.

No more Gorgon guts
all over your backseat.

Care to demonstrate?

Adorable!

-What a cute pet!

What's this little cutie called?

Unh-uh-uh-uh-uh. The
Pufferlicks are not pets.

They have a very useful and
very profitable function.

Pufferlicks can magically
clean any pigsty.

Just look at my showroom.

Speaking of pigs,
where's your...

-Oh, uh, uh…

Bathroom. Shy bladder.

Ah!

Been there.

Now watch this shipping
device in action.

Hey, doesn't it need air holes?

That doesn't matter.

You throw it in the
trash when you're done.

In the trash?

Yep. Comes with free refills.

Ah!

Now the beauty of this device
is it's completely invisible

from the Bureau of Magical
Enforcement's detection.

Not like it's hard to get
past those blundering oafs.

So you can avoid the Bureau?

Then go ahead and show me
the real illegal stuff.

Welcome to my
private collection,

where I save my most valuable
items for my highest rollers.

Dowser helmets?

Great eye!

They're real.

Not knockoffs like how I knocked
off those Dowsers wearing them

when they tried to arrest me.

Do they appeal to you?

No.

Dowser? More like
"downer," right?

Oh, this has to be the place.

I can smell a ton of
magic behind this door.

And old tuna cans?

That's the Mermaid
Queen, all right.

Stand back, Hoags.

Whoa.

It's so beautiful.

Sphinx Charms.

[gasps

The Amuleto of the Aztecs.

Magic oil.

Foot cream.

Ew.

Hoagie, we're gonna make a
fortune with all this stuff.

We're rich!

Hey, dum-dum, this
was you earlier.

"Get in and out as fast as possible
before anyone knows I broke Tracker Code."

"I don't trust anyone because I have
a crippling fear of commitment."

All right, enough.
You're not a therapy pig.

Well, not licensed.

Here's what we came for.

I don't see any traps.

Ugh, come on bro,
use antiseptic.

What, were you raised in a farm?

I'm aware of the irony.

Whoa. You hear that?

That's the sound of success.

No, I'm talking
about like a loud...

We must've set off a trap.

Huh! Acid spell.
That's just neat.

No, "neat" is finding an extra
pork rind at the bottom of a bag,

not becoming the
fried pork rind.

You know, you're a little bit
small for a Gorgon hunter.

Bladder issues?

Let's go see what your
pet's done to my bathroom.

We have to get out of here. Now.

Gee, why didn't I think of that?

What am I, a mountain goat?

Dude, I don't have any hands.

Hey, what are you doing?

Just jump on the box.

Uh… I may have accidentally thrown a
crate of Sphinx Charms into the acid.

This could be bad.

What do you mean "bad"?

Whoa! Sorry.

You're lucky I have the
grace of a ballerina.

Hoagie, catch!

Whoa!

Uh, Danny, the
elevator's leaving.

I'll be there in a sec, Hoag.

What are you doing?

Something crazy!

That was close.

Now I know what it's like
to be a sushi dumpster.

Nice work, Hoag.

Coast is clear. Let's go.

You and your pig have wasted
quite a bit of my time.

Stupid vermin.

That's it.

Lucy, no.

Oh, and I have one more
special item to show you.

Mermaid Tonic.

Gives people gills, strength,

whatever they need
to win a fight.

And bonus? It's spicy.

I don't care.

This isn't a store,
it's a crime den!

What are you gonna
do about it, Dowser?

Lucy, what are you doing?

You promised.

Let me guess, the old "Mermaid
Heart in the cart" routine?

Amateurs.

You'll look great on my wall.

You wanted to see the power
of the Mermaid's Heart?

Buyer beware!

I knew you'd mess this up!

You just couldn't
wait, could you?

You have no idea
what you've done.

We have to leave before
Kel can identify me.

This isn't just my fault!

You set off the
alarm, Master Tracker.

You're a Tracker?

And you brought a Dowser here?

You broke Tracker Code!

I'm going to throw you
in the Tickle Pit myself.

You just torched my reputation!

Face it Spellbound, there are more
important things than your reputation.

Not when you're a Tracker.

Gee, that's not a
happy scream. Come on.

Do what you gotta do. So will I.

We'll come back for you!

Where'd that salamander go?

You supplied me
with a lot of rage,

now I demand payment.

Wow, they really
do like to clean.

That pulsating
Mermaid Heart's secure

on top… of all… of my ice cream.

Awesome.

If you take that heart,

the Insect King's going
to void my warranty.

Ha! You won't be able
to hold out forever!

Just long enough for backup.

The Tracker?

Trackers only care about
money and themselves.

You're about to have
serious buyer's remorse.

And you're about to flip out.

You break it, you buy it!

Looks like your sardine
smoothie's wearing off.

Hands where I can see 'em.

Looks can be deceiving.

We gotta get to her before
the fishmonger does.

Helping a Dowser
take down the Outpost

goes against everything
Trackers stand for.

Danny.

All right Dowser,

let's seal this deal.

Just you and me.

Yeah, but see the thing is,
it's not just you and me.

Right, guys?

Daniel?