Dragons: Riders of Berk (2012–2014): Season 2, Episode 8 - Appetite for Destruction - full transcript
When dragons start fleeing to Dragon Island, the defenders must find out why the islands are disappearing.
2x08 - Appetite for Destruction
Let's go, bud.
- Yeah.
- Wow.
- Cool.
- Wow.
- Wow, nice.
- He's pretty good.
Okay, these Nadders
get tagged yellow.
That's how we know
they belong on Sorrow island.
Like this?
Feel free to join in anytime.
Okay.
How about now?
All right, I have to admit:
the shield is pretty cool.
Why, thank you.
I quite like it too.
I'm gonna go check on the twins.
They're supposed to be marking
the Crescent island dragons.
I'm sure that's going really well.
Uh!
Cool.
I've always wondered
what you look like purple.
You know, you could
at least say you're sorry.
You're right.
I could.
Okay, I'm sorry...
that your head got in the way.
Heard that.
Uh, guys!
You're supposed to be tagging
the dragons, not each other.
You know, if you think
it through, Hiccup,
this is pretty much your fault.
- How do you figure that?
- Uh, hello?
You armed us with paint. Where'd
you think that was gonna go?
And we're the stupid ones.
How many of these do
we have to do anyway?
As many as we can.
The more dragons we tag on
each island, the better we can
keep track of where they belong
and where they may migrate to.
- Wow. That was, uh...
- Fascinating?
- What's the opposite of fascinating?
- Hiccup, isn't it supposed to be
- one dragon color per island?
- Yeah. Why?
I see two colors down there.
Have we been using
the wrong one?
- I don't think so.
- Don't look at us.
If we had green paint,
you know where it would be.
Well, I better ask Fishlegs.
This was his idea.
You're gonna fly all the way
back to Berk?
- Nope. I don't have to.
- What's he talking about?
He must have some of that magic
paper we've been looking for.
- He always gets the good stuff.
- It's not magic paper.
Fishlegs and I have been working
on something new.
We call it "air mail."
- Stupid name.
- Right?
Do you really think that Terrible
Terror is gonna fly straight to Berk?
Yep, and right to the academy.
Terrors are especially territorial.
So it's a natural instinct for them
to return to their home
from wherever they get released.
Whoa!
And how will we know if he made it?
When Fishlegs and Snotlout
meet us at Dragon island.
If that happens,
I'll kiss Snotlout on the lips.
Well, look who it is.
Fishlegs and Snotlout,
both right here on Dragon island.
Astrid was just talking about you.
Of course she was.
Say it and those will be the
last words you ever speak.
Hiccup, I got your message.
I knew air mail would work.
So, uh, what's the emergency?
We've been seeing dragons
painted green on Crescent island.
That's your emergency?
I was in the middle
of something very important.
- You were sound asleep.
- Beauty rest.
You think this just happens?
Fishlegs, does it make any sense to you
- that those dragons would be there?
- No. They shouldn't be.
Crescent island is
clearly marked as purple.
That's what I thought.
So what were the green dragons
doing there?
First of all, it's not green.
It's pistachio.
They belong on Tall tree island.
That's where I tagged them.
Yeah, well, your pistachio dragons
- aren't where they're supposed to be.
- Huh. That's weird.
We need to figure this out.
Let's check out Tall tree island.
Sounds awesome.
I was wondering what I was
gonna do with the rest of my day.
See ya back on Berk, suckas!
I don't understand.
We should be there by now.
- Maybe we're off course.
- I don't do off course, Astrid.
According to my map,
it should be right...
- uh...
- You were saying?
Even if we were off course,
we'd still be able to see it from here.
Well, an island can't just disappear.
- Earthquake, maybe?
- Volcano?
Wrath of Thor?
Wrath of Odin?
What? Just throwing out
possible explanations.
None of that explains this.
- Orange?
- Burnt apricot, actually.
What island are they from?
According to this,
they're from Sunstone island.
Ah, Sunstone island.
Pristine beaches.
A veritable smorgasbord of fine
mineral deposits for Meatlug.
Sunstone island it is.
- Huh. I thought it was bigger.
- Ya think?
I-I-I have to say the beaches
are a bit of a disappointment.
One island is missing.
And one island's been sunk.
I guess an entire
island can disappear.
Well, if... if the islands are
gone, where do the dragons go?
Good question. Dragons live in
specific places for specific reasons.
The food they eat, where they nest...
If they lose their homes,
It could endanger their whole species.
We need to figure out
what's going on, now.
Let's head back to Dragon island.
If it's still there.
- Look at them all.
- Check their colors.
- I-I-I see pistachio, b-burnt apricot...
- Look, a new color. Red.
Technically, that's vermillion.
What? It is!
Dragons from three different
islands suddenly all here.
Look, this forms a line, which means
there are more islands in danger.
Boar head island.
Thor rock island.
- Toothless, we're goin' back out.
- I'm coming with you.
- This could get dangerous.
- What makes you think that?
Oh, I don't know.
Islands disappearing mysteriously,
dragons fleeing in terror.
- Call it a hunch.
- Fine.
Fishlegs, you stay here in
case any more dragons show up.
Got it. New dragons.
Meatlug and I are on the case.
Boar head should be down there.
- It's gone too.
- So now what?
Whoa, look at what's left of Thor rock.
You know, maybe Fishlegs' "wrath
of gods" theory isn't so crazy.
Let's get a closer look, bud.
These markings look familiar
but different somehow.
- Different how?
- Different bigger.
That sounds like...
The Screaming Death!
Someone's been eating
their vegetables.
And everything else in sight.
- Its scream disorients the dragons.
- No kidding!
The Screaming Death has been
destroying all the islands.
It must be tunneling underneath
and causing them to collapse in
on themselves.
- But why would it do that?
- I don't know.
Let's get a closer look.
You wanted dangerous.
Hiccup!
Easy, bud.
Maybe it wants to be friends.
Or maybe not.
Hope you like pistachio!
Whoa!
Steady, Stormfly.
Just hang in there.
How's that for accuracy?
Periwinkle blue!
There are now periwinkle-
blue-marked dragons here.
I know.
Boar head island.
And... and look!
There's eggshell white!
- From Thor rock island.
- What happened to them?
The same thing that happened
to all the other islands:
Screaming Death.
The Screaming Death is back?
- I don't think it ever really left.
- Yeah, it just got bigger and nastier.
Uh, how much bigger?
Chomp-chomp-there-goes-your-island big.
Ah, it's just as I thought.
The Screaming Death is
following an imaginary line,
destroying anything in its path.
- It's coming right at us.
- That's not even the worst part.
It's headed straight to Berk.
We have to get back to Berk
and... and... and warn Stoick.
No. We head it off.
We make our stand here.
There's no other land
between here and Berk.
Look, I'm all about danger.
But did you see the size of that thing?
It's not going to be just us.
We're sending for reinforcements.
Snotlout and the twins?
Ah, I feel so much better.
Hey, we're gonna need
all the help we can get.
Hey, you guys.
Where is she?
I won't tell her you told me.
I swear it.
She's right here!
Why is that Terrible Terror
staring us down?
Right?
I thought it was just me.
It's totally eyeballing us.
What does it want?
Whatever it's selling,
I'm not buying.
- Is it gone?
- I think so.
Okay, on three, we run.
One...
Leave us alone!
You demented little monster.
Hiccup, the yellow-marked
dragons from Sorrow island
just started showing up.
Which means that the Screaming
Death is only one island away.
Looks like help's not coming.
All right,
we'll have to set up a defense
here on Dragon island with what we have.
Maybe we should fall back
and head for home.
We can't. If the Screaming
Death destroys Dragon island,
all these dragons will overwhelm Berk.
And the Screaming Death
won't be far behind.
- Exactly.
- How soon till it gets here?
Toothless and I will try
to buy us some time.
You guys join me up there when
Snotlout and the twins get here.
- I'm going with you.
- No, I need you as a safety net
- in case it gets past me.
- So you're leaving me by myself?
Uh, hello?
Man on a dragon here.
Right behind you.
You know what I meant, Fishlegs.
I do,
and I'd like to go on record
as saying
we don't appreciate it.
Do we, girl?
Just go.
Huh?
Statues.
- Great idea.
- It's like we're not even here.
What are you
two muttonheads doing?
- We're not muttonheads.
- Yeah, we're statues.
I guess we could be
muttonhead statues.
No, I mean why are you...
Shh.
It's right behind you.
- Pretend we're not here.
- What are you talking about?
Oh, cool, air mail.
Hm, didn't think
that would catch on.
- Air mail?
- Pfft, stupid name.
- Pfft, muttonheads.
- No, statues of muttonheads.
Well, we clearly got its attention, bud.
Now, let's play
a little follow the leader
and see if it goes for
the shiny shield trick again.
Huh. That was easy.
Guess I spoke too soon.
Come on.
You love shiny things.
At least you... you used to.
Okay, so it's getting bigger
and smarter.
Not the greatest combination.
I knew we couldn't rely on
that Terrible Terror air mail.
Actually, we can. Like all
dragons, Terrible Terrors are...
- Territorial. I know.
- Wait. That's it.
Astrid, you're a genius. I-I could
kiss you on the lips right now.
No one is kissing me on the lips ever!
Why don't you go
cover Hiccup's back?
I-I've got an idea.
But I'll need some time.
- Wait! Where are you going?
- Just trust me.
We're barely making a dent
in that thing.
Turn around,
you overgrown earthworm!
Fishlegs!
What are you doing?
You need backup!
Oh, I've got backup.
Meatlug! Spew!
Hey, it's like
Gronckle-fest down here.
- How'd he do that?
- Gronckles are territorial too.
They will defend their home at any cost.
- Great idea, Fishlegs!
- I know, right?
Who's the safety net now?
- You see that? It ran away.
- Uh, not quite.
Astrid, Fishlegs, get as many
wild dragons together as you can.
I'll try to force it back to the surface.
It's trying to sink the island
from within.
Toothless, look out!
- Hey, we got your message.
- Well, one of us did.
Whoa!
Did that thing get bigger?
Yeah, and awesome-er!
All right, dragons.
Let's get territorial!
Stormfly, spine shot!
Meatlug, dive!
It's working!
All the wild dragons are
defending their home!
I don't think the Screaming Death
is gonna mess
with Dragon island anymore.
Aw, man, but it is still sinking.
Lava blast!
The lava is stabilizing the island.
Fishlegs, Meatlug,
you two were the heroes today.
Oh, come on.
You're makin' us blush.
Everybody saw how
that Screaming Death turned tail
and ran as soon as Hookfang
and I showed up, right?
Uh-huh,
and all those wild dragons
- had nothing to do with it.
- Correct.
As long as we never have to see
the Screaming Death again.
It's giving Meatlug gas.
And I don't have to tell you
what that's like.
Hey, did you find anything
else about the Screaming Death?
The good news is they only hatch
one every hundred years or so.
- That's the good news?
- What's the bad news?
Let me guess.
Uh, what is it gonna be?
- The end of the world?
- Close.
Uh, I was kidding.
The bad news is...
it's still out there.
And someday, it'll come back to Berk.
Let's go, bud.
- Yeah.
- Wow.
- Cool.
- Wow.
- Wow, nice.
- He's pretty good.
Okay, these Nadders
get tagged yellow.
That's how we know
they belong on Sorrow island.
Like this?
Feel free to join in anytime.
Okay.
How about now?
All right, I have to admit:
the shield is pretty cool.
Why, thank you.
I quite like it too.
I'm gonna go check on the twins.
They're supposed to be marking
the Crescent island dragons.
I'm sure that's going really well.
Uh!
Cool.
I've always wondered
what you look like purple.
You know, you could
at least say you're sorry.
You're right.
I could.
Okay, I'm sorry...
that your head got in the way.
Heard that.
Uh, guys!
You're supposed to be tagging
the dragons, not each other.
You know, if you think
it through, Hiccup,
this is pretty much your fault.
- How do you figure that?
- Uh, hello?
You armed us with paint. Where'd
you think that was gonna go?
And we're the stupid ones.
How many of these do
we have to do anyway?
As many as we can.
The more dragons we tag on
each island, the better we can
keep track of where they belong
and where they may migrate to.
- Wow. That was, uh...
- Fascinating?
- What's the opposite of fascinating?
- Hiccup, isn't it supposed to be
- one dragon color per island?
- Yeah. Why?
I see two colors down there.
Have we been using
the wrong one?
- I don't think so.
- Don't look at us.
If we had green paint,
you know where it would be.
Well, I better ask Fishlegs.
This was his idea.
You're gonna fly all the way
back to Berk?
- Nope. I don't have to.
- What's he talking about?
He must have some of that magic
paper we've been looking for.
- He always gets the good stuff.
- It's not magic paper.
Fishlegs and I have been working
on something new.
We call it "air mail."
- Stupid name.
- Right?
Do you really think that Terrible
Terror is gonna fly straight to Berk?
Yep, and right to the academy.
Terrors are especially territorial.
So it's a natural instinct for them
to return to their home
from wherever they get released.
Whoa!
And how will we know if he made it?
When Fishlegs and Snotlout
meet us at Dragon island.
If that happens,
I'll kiss Snotlout on the lips.
Well, look who it is.
Fishlegs and Snotlout,
both right here on Dragon island.
Astrid was just talking about you.
Of course she was.
Say it and those will be the
last words you ever speak.
Hiccup, I got your message.
I knew air mail would work.
So, uh, what's the emergency?
We've been seeing dragons
painted green on Crescent island.
That's your emergency?
I was in the middle
of something very important.
- You were sound asleep.
- Beauty rest.
You think this just happens?
Fishlegs, does it make any sense to you
- that those dragons would be there?
- No. They shouldn't be.
Crescent island is
clearly marked as purple.
That's what I thought.
So what were the green dragons
doing there?
First of all, it's not green.
It's pistachio.
They belong on Tall tree island.
That's where I tagged them.
Yeah, well, your pistachio dragons
- aren't where they're supposed to be.
- Huh. That's weird.
We need to figure this out.
Let's check out Tall tree island.
Sounds awesome.
I was wondering what I was
gonna do with the rest of my day.
See ya back on Berk, suckas!
I don't understand.
We should be there by now.
- Maybe we're off course.
- I don't do off course, Astrid.
According to my map,
it should be right...
- uh...
- You were saying?
Even if we were off course,
we'd still be able to see it from here.
Well, an island can't just disappear.
- Earthquake, maybe?
- Volcano?
Wrath of Thor?
Wrath of Odin?
What? Just throwing out
possible explanations.
None of that explains this.
- Orange?
- Burnt apricot, actually.
What island are they from?
According to this,
they're from Sunstone island.
Ah, Sunstone island.
Pristine beaches.
A veritable smorgasbord of fine
mineral deposits for Meatlug.
Sunstone island it is.
- Huh. I thought it was bigger.
- Ya think?
I-I-I have to say the beaches
are a bit of a disappointment.
One island is missing.
And one island's been sunk.
I guess an entire
island can disappear.
Well, if... if the islands are
gone, where do the dragons go?
Good question. Dragons live in
specific places for specific reasons.
The food they eat, where they nest...
If they lose their homes,
It could endanger their whole species.
We need to figure out
what's going on, now.
Let's head back to Dragon island.
If it's still there.
- Look at them all.
- Check their colors.
- I-I-I see pistachio, b-burnt apricot...
- Look, a new color. Red.
Technically, that's vermillion.
What? It is!
Dragons from three different
islands suddenly all here.
Look, this forms a line, which means
there are more islands in danger.
Boar head island.
Thor rock island.
- Toothless, we're goin' back out.
- I'm coming with you.
- This could get dangerous.
- What makes you think that?
Oh, I don't know.
Islands disappearing mysteriously,
dragons fleeing in terror.
- Call it a hunch.
- Fine.
Fishlegs, you stay here in
case any more dragons show up.
Got it. New dragons.
Meatlug and I are on the case.
Boar head should be down there.
- It's gone too.
- So now what?
Whoa, look at what's left of Thor rock.
You know, maybe Fishlegs' "wrath
of gods" theory isn't so crazy.
Let's get a closer look, bud.
These markings look familiar
but different somehow.
- Different how?
- Different bigger.
That sounds like...
The Screaming Death!
Someone's been eating
their vegetables.
And everything else in sight.
- Its scream disorients the dragons.
- No kidding!
The Screaming Death has been
destroying all the islands.
It must be tunneling underneath
and causing them to collapse in
on themselves.
- But why would it do that?
- I don't know.
Let's get a closer look.
You wanted dangerous.
Hiccup!
Easy, bud.
Maybe it wants to be friends.
Or maybe not.
Hope you like pistachio!
Whoa!
Steady, Stormfly.
Just hang in there.
How's that for accuracy?
Periwinkle blue!
There are now periwinkle-
blue-marked dragons here.
I know.
Boar head island.
And... and look!
There's eggshell white!
- From Thor rock island.
- What happened to them?
The same thing that happened
to all the other islands:
Screaming Death.
The Screaming Death is back?
- I don't think it ever really left.
- Yeah, it just got bigger and nastier.
Uh, how much bigger?
Chomp-chomp-there-goes-your-island big.
Ah, it's just as I thought.
The Screaming Death is
following an imaginary line,
destroying anything in its path.
- It's coming right at us.
- That's not even the worst part.
It's headed straight to Berk.
We have to get back to Berk
and... and... and warn Stoick.
No. We head it off.
We make our stand here.
There's no other land
between here and Berk.
Look, I'm all about danger.
But did you see the size of that thing?
It's not going to be just us.
We're sending for reinforcements.
Snotlout and the twins?
Ah, I feel so much better.
Hey, we're gonna need
all the help we can get.
Hey, you guys.
Where is she?
I won't tell her you told me.
I swear it.
She's right here!
Why is that Terrible Terror
staring us down?
Right?
I thought it was just me.
It's totally eyeballing us.
What does it want?
Whatever it's selling,
I'm not buying.
- Is it gone?
- I think so.
Okay, on three, we run.
One...
Leave us alone!
You demented little monster.
Hiccup, the yellow-marked
dragons from Sorrow island
just started showing up.
Which means that the Screaming
Death is only one island away.
Looks like help's not coming.
All right,
we'll have to set up a defense
here on Dragon island with what we have.
Maybe we should fall back
and head for home.
We can't. If the Screaming
Death destroys Dragon island,
all these dragons will overwhelm Berk.
And the Screaming Death
won't be far behind.
- Exactly.
- How soon till it gets here?
Toothless and I will try
to buy us some time.
You guys join me up there when
Snotlout and the twins get here.
- I'm going with you.
- No, I need you as a safety net
- in case it gets past me.
- So you're leaving me by myself?
Uh, hello?
Man on a dragon here.
Right behind you.
You know what I meant, Fishlegs.
I do,
and I'd like to go on record
as saying
we don't appreciate it.
Do we, girl?
Just go.
Huh?
Statues.
- Great idea.
- It's like we're not even here.
What are you
two muttonheads doing?
- We're not muttonheads.
- Yeah, we're statues.
I guess we could be
muttonhead statues.
No, I mean why are you...
Shh.
It's right behind you.
- Pretend we're not here.
- What are you talking about?
Oh, cool, air mail.
Hm, didn't think
that would catch on.
- Air mail?
- Pfft, stupid name.
- Pfft, muttonheads.
- No, statues of muttonheads.
Well, we clearly got its attention, bud.
Now, let's play
a little follow the leader
and see if it goes for
the shiny shield trick again.
Huh. That was easy.
Guess I spoke too soon.
Come on.
You love shiny things.
At least you... you used to.
Okay, so it's getting bigger
and smarter.
Not the greatest combination.
I knew we couldn't rely on
that Terrible Terror air mail.
Actually, we can. Like all
dragons, Terrible Terrors are...
- Territorial. I know.
- Wait. That's it.
Astrid, you're a genius. I-I could
kiss you on the lips right now.
No one is kissing me on the lips ever!
Why don't you go
cover Hiccup's back?
I-I've got an idea.
But I'll need some time.
- Wait! Where are you going?
- Just trust me.
We're barely making a dent
in that thing.
Turn around,
you overgrown earthworm!
Fishlegs!
What are you doing?
You need backup!
Oh, I've got backup.
Meatlug! Spew!
Hey, it's like
Gronckle-fest down here.
- How'd he do that?
- Gronckles are territorial too.
They will defend their home at any cost.
- Great idea, Fishlegs!
- I know, right?
Who's the safety net now?
- You see that? It ran away.
- Uh, not quite.
Astrid, Fishlegs, get as many
wild dragons together as you can.
I'll try to force it back to the surface.
It's trying to sink the island
from within.
Toothless, look out!
- Hey, we got your message.
- Well, one of us did.
Whoa!
Did that thing get bigger?
Yeah, and awesome-er!
All right, dragons.
Let's get territorial!
Stormfly, spine shot!
Meatlug, dive!
It's working!
All the wild dragons are
defending their home!
I don't think the Screaming Death
is gonna mess
with Dragon island anymore.
Aw, man, but it is still sinking.
Lava blast!
The lava is stabilizing the island.
Fishlegs, Meatlug,
you two were the heroes today.
Oh, come on.
You're makin' us blush.
Everybody saw how
that Screaming Death turned tail
and ran as soon as Hookfang
and I showed up, right?
Uh-huh,
and all those wild dragons
- had nothing to do with it.
- Correct.
As long as we never have to see
the Screaming Death again.
It's giving Meatlug gas.
And I don't have to tell you
what that's like.
Hey, did you find anything
else about the Screaming Death?
The good news is they only hatch
one every hundred years or so.
- That's the good news?
- What's the bad news?
Let me guess.
Uh, what is it gonna be?
- The end of the world?
- Close.
Uh, I was kidding.
The bad news is...
it's still out there.
And someday, it'll come back to Berk.