Dwight in Shining Armor (2018–2021): Season 5, Episode 10 - The Finale Part 2 - full transcript

Dwight: Here's pretty much
everything you need to know.

What happened?

You went
through the time machine pool

to stop Hammond.

Gretta: I wish
it could have been that simple.

Hammond prepared
his stone soldiers.

Ragana captured Hexela.

- Whoa, what?

- Find the champion.

He'll know what to do.

Dwight: Does your mom
talk to people in dreams often?



Queen: Bring her back.

- Okay, so about that.

- Sir Dwight
will know what to do.

Dwight: Huh?

Your mom said that I would know
how to defeat Hammond.

Ahh!

I don't.

I have no idea.

- We still have a bargain.

Ragana: 'Tis true.

You'll have your army.

Gretta: You must go
while there's still time.

Dwight: Time for what?

Gretta: To save Hexela.



[random falling drips]

- You know a liven spell
really isn't that difficult.

We learned far more
complicated spells at school.

It is however quite costly.

Hexela: Hmm, pity.

Uh, so tell me

about your tall, brawny,
brooding friend.

Is it possible
you found the one?

- [huffs]

Hammond?

[chuckles]

Blah.

Come on, Hexie.

You know my type.

- Mm.

Ragan: [laughs]

Ah floof!

I'm out of possum's teeth!

- [tsking]

That is a bother.

- I'll be back in a jiffy.

Hexela: Ah, okay, well,
take your time, sweetie.

♪

Charles: [melodic] A-a-ahh.

When shall we three
meet again?

In thunder, lightning,
or in rain?

Juliet: When
the hurlyburly's done,

when the battle is
lost and won.

- That will be ere
the set of sun.

Charles: Where the place?

Juliet: Upon the heath.

Student: There to meet with...

All: Macbeth.

Charles: Hey! There you are.

Dwight: [breathless] Hi!

- Did you bring it?

Dwight: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Three bags of fake blood.

Charles: Oh my gosh, great!

We need to test this
on Lady Macbeth's hands

and wardrobe for everybody...

that gets killed.

Juliet: Copy that.

Charles: Hey, who's your friend?

Dwight: Oh, this is Gretta.

Gretta, you remember Charles.

Gretta: Ah, harmless peasant.

- Oh!

Oh my gosh!

You're the stage combat
choreographer.

Dwight: Uh.

Charles: When does the rest
of your troupe get here?

For the stage combat workshop?

Dwight: Soon, soon-ish.

You just, you get back
to your rehearsal.

Charles: Yeah, sure, def,

I just, I would love
to get some expert feedback,

that just.

Okay, hey guys.

We're gonna take it again
from the top,

but this time I want to see
performance-level energy, okay?

[claps]

- [groaning]

Baldric: Hexie!

Hexela: [gasping]

Baldric!

Oh, my darling!

You came.

= Of course I came,
my angel.

What has
that horrible little witch

done to you.

Hexela: NO!

Don't touch the ropes!

It's a witch's trap.

If you touch it,
you'll be tied up too.

- What happened to you?

- [groan]

When I came
through the scrying pool,

I found myself in the woods.

[growling]

I immediately came here
to find Ragana,

and to stop her.

Yedza!

[growl]

- Hexela, is that you?

Uh, you look like
a thousand-year-old corpse.

- Lovely to see you too.

[growl]

Yedza: Oh, I'm sure,
just look at me!

- Yedza, where is Ragana?

Yedza: She'll be right back,

she told me to wait for her
on this pile of sticks.

- I think you mean firewood.

Yedza: Tied
to this wooden thing.

- I think you mean stake.

Yedza: Wearing
these fancy little bracelets.

Hexela: Yeah,
I think you mean ropes.

[growl]

- But Hexie, she gave me
a dose of prime elixir.

I haven't looked this good
in a hundred years.

- Listen, Yedza!

- Want some?

- Oh?

- It's right over there
by that stoneman's foot.

- [high-pitched] Oh!

[gasp]

Ah.

Yeah.

[eager snuffling]

[pop]

- [sniff]

[high-pitched] Ahhh.

[growling gulp]

[satisfied sigh]

[long magical explosion]

A-a-ahh.

Ha.

- So much better.

- You're welcome.

- I didn't want to say anything,

but you looked about ready
to crumble to dust.

Hexela: We have to get you
out of here.

Yedza: But Ragana told me
to wait for her.

- Listen to me!

Whatever she told you--

[magical explosion]

Yah!

Floof!

[huff]

A witch's trap.

Yedza: That's strange,

why would Ragan set
a witch's trap?

Ragana: Because I knew
you'd come.

[chuckle]

You couldn't resist swooping in
to the rescue,

could you, Hexie?

Oh, you're such a darling
predictable little thing.

- [growling grunt]

[shink]

[gasps]

Yedza: Ragana?

Hexela: Honey, can't we talk?

[screams]

[snick]

Ragana: [grunt]

All right, all done with you,
darling.

Yedza: But what about Hexie?

Ragana: Run along, Yedza,

if you know
what's good for you.

- Lovely to see both.

Kisses!

Hexela: Yedza!

- Horrid lot of hideous harpies.

Hexela: Ragana is going to cast
a liven spell again,

and she is going to use my life
to do it this time.

Hammond means
to rebuild Rogemore here,

and now.

He'll destroy the village,
enslave the people and...

- Kill the princess.

- Go, Baldric.

- Not without you.

Charles: Double, double,
toil and trouble;

fire burn and cauldron--

Gretta: We must away
to a more fortified place

this instant, Sir Dwight.

Hammond is coming.

Make no mistake.

Witches: Something wicked
this way comes.

[bang]

- Remember me?

[fighting noises]

Dwight: Ba!

- Would you stop?

Dwight: Grape!

Hammond: [roars]

[grunts]

[fighting noises]

[clatter]

Gretta: [roars]

Dwight: [grunts]

[laughs]

[clatter]

- [growls]

Gretta: [grunting]

[clang]

[thud]

- Dwight! Dwight!

Dwight, no!

Dwight, I'm right here.

I will never leave you.

Dwight: Uh, Gretta.

- My brave, sweet, valiant love.

Dwight.

Dwight: Oh.

Uh.

Gretta: Dwight.

Dwight: Gretta.

Gretta: I'm right here.

Dwight: Fake blood.

- Ugh.

Dwight: Oop.

[thud]

Dwight: What do we do?

Gretta: You're supposed to be
the one with the answers!

Dwight: Oh!

Come on!

Gretta: Why would my mother
tell us to go back to you?

Dwight: Pff.

- She said
you would know what to do.

Dwight: I got nothing.

Gretta: Well,
when you spoke to her,

what exactly did she say?

- She said, "Bring her back."

Gretta: Nothing else?

- Bring her back.

Gretta, she wants me
to bring you back to her.

Gretta: But why?

- We'll find out.

[slam]

- Shield your eyes, Hexie.

[loud buzzing]

[explosion]

- Baldric!

- [groans]

Uh.

Ragana: You two are precious.

Ha.

♪

Hammond: [heavy sigh]

♪

Gretta: [panting]

Mother.

I'm back.

[magical tingling]

[thud]

- 'Kay.

♪

- [shuddering breath]

[sobbing gasps]

Oh, my sweet girl!

My Gretta.

[sobbing]

- Am I dreaming?

- Yes.

Dwight: Hey.

Hey.

Gretta.

Gretta: Can I just stay here
with you?

And just go on dreaming?

Queen: Gretta,
I would love nothing more,

there's so much
I want to tell you.

[patting]

- Gretta.

Hammond: Hey, Dwight!

- He's here.

- Hammond.

- The way I see it,

there's really no reason
you and I can't get along great.

You're a smart kid, polite,
great work ethic,

always turn your homework in
on time.

You really shouldn't have
to die today.

Gretta: I will make him pay
for what he did.

- Gretta,
this is not your fight.

Hammond: Wow.

Is that who I think it is?

Gretta: [breathing heavily]

[shink]

[battle cry]

- [roar]

[fighting noise]

[thunk]

Hammond: [groans]

- Ha.

- Baldric, you darling dear,

everything that's going wrong
in my life is your fault!

- You flatter me, madame.

[feline-type roar]

Hexela: [screaming]

Ragana: [laughing]

- [yelling]

[explosion]

Ragana: Missed me!

Oh!

- Ha, ha!

- Ow!

[magical surge]

- [growling grunt]

What have you done?

You horrid man!

You think you can hold me?

- Mm, I think you can hold you.

- [angry squeal]

Hexela: Baldric.

- Hm?

Hexela: The dagger.

- Oh, right, yes.

[shink]

Ragana: [shriek]

[angry protest]

Baldric: Hyah.

- [gasp]

Hammond: [grunt]

Dwight: [yelps]

Gretta: [yelling]

Hammond: [yelling]

Gretta: Uh.

Hexela: Oh, my darling.

You were magnificent!

So gallant and daring.

- Indeed I was,
and all for you, my lady.

- My brave hero.

Baldric: Hexela,
I don't want another day,

not even another moment to pass
without telling you.

Hexie, you are
the love of my life,

the only woman in the world
for me.

- Oh, Baldric.

- Will you marry me, my angel?

Hexela: [soft crying noises]

I will, my treasure,

I will.

- Blah.

Baldric: What is to be done
with this rotten cabbage?

Hm?

Hexela: That is
for the tribunal to decide.

Baldric: Hm.

[chuckles]

Hexela: [melodic whistle]

[magical shimmery sound]

[explosion]

- [laughs]

♪

Hammond: [roars]

You took everything
that should have been mine.

- [intense vocalization]

Hammond: [grunt]

- [grunt]

Hammond: Uh!

- [grunt]

Hammond: Uh!

Mm.

Could you BE
any more obnoxious?

- [yelling]

Uh!

♪

Hammond: Mmm.

[yell]

[thud]

Dwight: [breathing heavily]

Hey!

That's right.

Over here!

Hexela: This witch,
our own sister,

from our own coven
conspired to cast a liven spell,

and pay for it with my life.

- Have you any witnesses?

Baldric: Yes, I-
I saw everything.

- Only a witch may witness
to the tribunal.

- But I saw it, uh.

- I summon Yedza...

before the tribunal.

[explosion]

Yedza: [coughing]

What's all this?

Oh, who's the tasty dish?

Baldric: Oh.

[clears throat]

- Over here!

You got a problem
with that princess?

You gotta get through me!

- That's fair.

[yell]

- WAIT!

[clang]

[rushing]

- What have you done?

[explosion]

- [breathing heavily]

- Ah. Ah.

Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew.

[tree humming]

Gretta: [panting]

♪

Dwight: It's over, Gretta.

It's over.

Chlodwig: Glory to the brave!

Gretta: [scoff of disbelief]

- Hm.

Dwight: Macklyn?

[thunderous thud]

[fiery whoosh]

[deep growl]

Gretta: Auntie Ermie!

[fiery whoosh]

Dwight: Hi.

Chlodwig: Let Hammond come!

We are ready for him.

We shall fight him
with the sword of justice

and we shall prevail!

Gretta: Thank you for coming
to my aid.

You are the dearest friends
and family

a princess could have.

But...

Dwight: Actually we,
we already, um...

Gretta: Hammond is defeated--

Dwight: He's kinda
all over the place.

Gretta: by my champion.

- Huzzah!

[fiery whoosh]

♪

♪

Yedza: And that's
when Ragana came back

and said, "I knew
you'd fall into my trap, Hexela,

"you little goodie-goodie.

Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.."

- Oo, how did you escape?

Yedza: Ragana cut me free
and I was gone in a blink.

- Oh.

- Um, sorry, Hexie.

Hexela: Oh, perfectly fine.

Vika: I've heard enough.

According to reliable testimony,
Ragana is guilty of conspiracy--

- [loud yawn]

Vika: kidnapping,

and attempting to kill
a sister witch.

- Hm.

Ragana: Hm.

Daryna: Furthermore

she's been a vile, loathsome,
detestable, little blister

since we were kids at school.

- [chuckles agreement]

Ragana: You saggy old sows!

Vika: The tribunal has heard
your case

and found you guilty.

Ragana: You mangy mob
of crusty, old crones!

Vika: Now face your punishment.

- Hm.

Ragana: You wouldn't dare!

Witches: May truth prevail.

May justice reign.

Ha.

[explosion]

Ragana: [scream]

[poof]

Ragana: [whimpering]

- Oh, ugh.

Ragana: Nooo!

[jagged sobbing]

- Hm.

- [sobbing continues]

- You're cut off.

Nevermore
shall you work magic,

or benefit from it.

Baldric: Ha.

- [whimpers]

Daryna: Oh my goodness,
look at the time.

I really must dash.

Are we finished here?

- We're finished.

[clink]

[upbeat music]

Singers: ♪ There's a light
in my chest ♪

♪ growing deep down. ♪

- Oh Baldric,
our own little love nest!

My mind is racing
with potential here.

Gretta: Uh.

Our first priority
must be defense.

- Window dressings,
and wallpaper.

Chlodwig: An ample supply
of salted squirrel meat.

Dwight: Dude.

Baldric: Never fear, Highness,

Sir Dwight will set to work
at once on the moat.

Dwight: Wait, what?

Chlodwig: And the lookout tower!

Baldric: Ah, yes!

Hexela: Ooo. [giggles]

[doorbell rings]

- Prepare for battle.

[shink]

[shink]

Dwight: Oh, come on, guys.

I know we just had a close call
with some big bad guys,

but everybody
that comes to your door

is not trying to kill you.

Trolls: [growling]

Dwight: Okay, these guys
are trying to kill ya.

[hard rock music]

[yelling and fighting]

Baldric: Leave them to me!

Randalasha!

[fighting sounds continue]

- Get down!

[explosion]

[music grinds down]

[fizzle]

Chlodwig: What ho?

Parsnips!

Gretta: [exhales]

Well done, witch!

Baldric: [groans]

Gretta: Oh!

- [groan]

Gretta: Baldric, are you hurt?

Baldric: No, no, no,

though I will fare better
in the future

if Sir Dwight will refrain
from charging me off my feet.

Dwight: Hey, that wasn't me.

Gretta, back me up here.

Baldric: No matter, Sir Dwight.

No harm do--

Dwight: What?

- [gasps]

- Oh.

- Oh well.

Hm.

Never question fate.

I already have everything
in this world I need.

- Oh.

[doorbell rings]

Dwight: Ah, I got it.

[strumming]

Jacopo: We meet at last...

Principessa.

Both: Ah, floof.

Jacopo: [yips]

[slam]

Baldric: I'll get the beans
for our ears.

Gretta: Never fear fellows,

I know just how to handle
this villain.

- You do?

- Diplomacy.

- I love it!

- [giggles]

Dwight: I'll get a water bottle
just in case.

Chlodwig: Battle Stations!

- ♪ The warmth of your love is
like the warmth of the sun, ♪

♪ and this will be our year, ♪

♪ took a long time to come. ♪

♪ Don't let go of my hand, ♪

♪ now darkness has gone ♪

Dwight: Here we go again.

♪ This will be our year, ♪

♪ took a long time to come. ♪

♪ And I won't forget the way
you helped me up ♪

♪ when I was down. ♪

♪ And I won't forget the way
you said, darling ♪

♪ you gave me faith to go on ♪

♪ Now we're there
and we've only just begun. ♪

♪ This will be our year, ♪

♪ took a long time to come. ♪

♪