Hi, Jake. Got a second?
It's the Mark of the huntsclan.
It assures me that I was born to do one thing:
Slay dragons.
Hey, Rose.
Um, sure, I have a second.
And, whoops, there it went.
I gotta get going to the place with--
Aah!
Um, ok. Some other time?
3, 2, one.
It's just so wrong.
Turning out to be in tight with the huntsclan.
Things could be a lot worse, you know.
You could be in love with your mortal enemy.
Wait, never mind.
Its like I don't know whether to kiss her,
or to incinerate her with a fireball.
Yep, sounds like true love to me, bra.
You best check yourself, jakey.
Remember, Rose is the huntsgirl,
and the huntsgirl is bad news.
She would slay your dragon tail in a heartbeat
if she knew the truth about you.
Huntsgirl, it's time to prepare
for the grand equinox hunt.
Coming, master!
Your training is nearly complete, huntsgirl.
But you still must slay your first dragon
in order to take your rightful place in the huntsclan.
I'm ready, master.
Good, because this year's hunt
will feature a very special prize.
The hide of the American dragon.
Dragon up!
whoa!
Ya heard!
Jake! Get back to work!
Aw, man.
A dispute between 2 tribes of Meadow sprites. Observe.
The tribe on the northern bank
because the tree grows on their land.
But the fruit hangs over the territory
so they believe it rightfully belongs to them.
I mean, who decides which tribe gets the apple?
You do, young one.
The American dragon is judge and jury, kid.
So go ahead and judge,
and, you know, jurify.
Yeah, ok! Ha ha! No problem.
Just sit back and watch the am drag do his thing.
Dragon up, yo!
That the kid crashes and burns inside of 2 minutes.
Any takers?
Listen up, y'all.
To lay down the law on this apple business, you heard?
I hereby declare that the apple
belongs to... The northern tribe.
It only seems fair since the tree is--
The ancient texts of gohansai
clearly define airspace rights
of our own sprite territory.
Really? My bad.
Then I decree that the apple
rightfully goes to the Southern tribe--
The sacred scrolls of hingham rue
state that all fruit belongs to the land
from which the tree holds its roots.
Look, I'll just slice this baby up.
That way both of you can share.
No! Cutting the apple
will destroy the fruit's magic properties.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Right. Right.
I--um, I knew that.
Choose, and choose now, dragon.
Or our tribes will decide this matter for ourselves.
Do you guys know rock, paper, scissors?
Eenie, meanie, miney, moe? Anybody?
Make for the apple!
Fight to the core!
No, wait! Stop! Grandpa!
There is no more apple,
and no more reason to fight.
Are there any questions?
Magical creatures look to dragons
for strong leadership and guidance.
Never forget that, young one.
You must always show great poise
and-- Excuse me.
Hey, you could've at least saved me a bite, grandpa.
I'm hungry like the wolf over here.
Strong leadership.
Right.
Whoa!
How's my aim, dragon-boy?
Totally lame. You missed!
Did I?
Catch me if you can.
Congratulations, dragon-boy.
You've fallen right into our trap.
Hyah! Hyuh! Whoo-ha!
I'm sorry, huntsfool,
but you left the back door open.
It's all part of the plan, dragon.
You're about to catch the downtown express.
Not the face! Not the face!
Heads. No. Tails. No!
Heads! Wrong again.
This just isn't me day. Again.
Hey, guys! The dragon's awake!
Since when is the downtown express ever on time?
No sign of intracranial trauma
or subdural hematoma.
No sign of inter-suba-what?
You're fine.
Dragons rescue us.
Rescued? Us?
With my luck, no, not likely.
Tails. No.
Where am I? Who are--
Oy! Watch where your tail's sittin', dragon.
Sorry. I didn't even see you down there.
How would ye like to see
my fist hanging down your throat, then?
He's a brownie with some anger management issues.
I don't have anger management issues!
I manage to get angry just fine, thank you very much!
I graduated aqua cum laude. Atlantis u.
Congratulations.
The giant is Bertha.
Bertha's feets smells bad.
That's puttin' it mildly.
Are we going into a tunnel?
It's getting so dark.
And the neurotic leprechaun is Clooney.
Look, I'm not neurotic, ok?
I'm just very, very unlucky.
Ok, I'm thinking heads,
so I'll go the other way and guess tails.
Ooh, darn it!
The name's Jake long. I'm the American dragon.
Just hang tight and I'll have us out of here in no time flat.
Save your strength, Jake.
These chains are reinforced with unicorn horn.
Even you can't break them.
But what are we doing here?
Where are they taking us?
See the elliptical position of the moon?
My guess is that we are the special guests
for the huntsclan's grand equinox hunt.
The grand eq--what now?
For thousands of years, our order has lived by one simple code--
The way of the hunt.
Tomorrow at dawn, each of these creatures
will be released, and given a 10-minute head start.
Then we shall track them down
and bag them as our trophies.
But the grand prize is mine.
Tomorrow, I swear on our ancestors
that I will slay the American dragon
and fulfill my destiny.
Slay the dragon! Slay the dragon!
Right. Sorry.
Let me at that huntsclan!
I'll take them all on meself!
Dragon, I just wanna have a good look at you
before I slay you tomorrow.
Look all you want.
But what say we dial down the whole slaying part?
There's something about you.
In your eyes. Something familiar.
Yo, huntsgirl, why are you doing all this?
I am marked. It is my destiny.
Hey, I got a birthmark on my rear
that's shaped like the state of Idaho.
It doesn't mean I'm gonna move there.
What matters is what's on the inside.
You don't know me, dragon.
I know there's more to you than that.
Maybe you're a little rough around the edges,
but every Thorn has gotta have a Rose.
I just mean I think there's another side to you.
You're not like the huntsmen.
Not yet, but I will be
after I slay you tomorrow.
What, no last meal?
Come on! Give a dragon some love!
Nice try, lover boy,
but it looks like you struck out.
Guess again, silver.
Hey! He has the key!
Hooray! Hoo--
Right. Shh.
The key won't work on these locks.
We're stuck together.
Whoa!
Get them stinkin' toes out of my face,
you wretched giant!
I think I see the white cliffs of Dover.
Keep moving. It's almost dawn.
The prisoners have escaped, master.
I--i don't know what happened.
Disappointing, huntsgirl.
Release the hounds!
And let the hunt begin.
All right, no need to panic.
Is that the ice cream man?
Every magical creature for themselves!
Aah!
Aw, man!
Fan out.
Silence.
That way, master.
Aah! Aah!
That was my thumb!
Now I'll probably get a blister.
I just know it.
This metallic alloy is 50% iron, 30% titanium,
and 20% unicorn horn with a hardness level of--
Miss know-it-all fishtail.
Why don't you shut your big, smart hole for once?
There's no way you can break these by--
Everyone, get down!
Fasten your seat belts.
Y'all about to fly the dragon airlines.
Now can I get a whoop! Whoop!
Sorry, Jake, but it's scientifically impossible
for your wings to displace enough air to--
Hey, all I know is I can get you
from dis place to dat place. Ha ha!
Check it, check it out.
Bertha flying!
Bertha like butterfly!
Oof!
Aah!
That's really nice flying, dragon.
I oughta punch your lights out for ya,
ya no-good winged reptile!
Shh.
Quick, hide!
They couldn't have gotten far.
These leaves, they're covered in pollen.
Move on.
You don't think they heard that, do you?
Yep, that figures.
Open fire!
After them!
You gotta use your fins to get us to the other side.
Yeah. About that.
I can't really swim. I'm afraid of the water.
You're a mermaid, for the love of picadilly circus!
I know, I know. Look, it's kind of embarrassing.
Ix-nay on the dragon fire-aye, Jake.
The gas coming out of these geysers is highly flammable.
Does this happen to you a lot?
It's part of the whole unlucky thing.
See? See? Everyone I love, I end up hurting.
Huntsclan coming. Huntsclan coming!
Fire at will!
Aah! Aah!
It's over, all right.
An unlucky leprechaun, a mermaid that can't swim.
You know, I think we're one pathetic bunch,
and I hate each and every one of ya.
Magical creatures look to dragons
for strong leadership and guidance.
Never forget that, young one.
I'm surprised we made it this far.
They're just gonna come zap us
with that green energy stuff.
Green energy stuff.
Listen up, y'all. The am drag has got a plan.
There.
Yeah!
Hey, it worked.
Oy, let's clear out of here.
One dragon shishkabob
coming right up.
Time to turn up the heat, yo.
Aah!
Fall back!
Ooh, those things really chafe the ankles, you know?
Anyone bring any aloe?
Well, I hate all of ya guts,
but I wish you luck just the same.
Wait! We have to stay together.
Oy! What are you talking about, dragon?
Look, we don't stand a chance out there by ourselves.
The huntsclan are just gonna pick us off
Jake thinks we do gooder together?
Yeah, way gooder.
I say we're through running and hiding.
I say we take the fight to them.
Yeah. A little payback.
I like the sound of that.
I'll stay with--
Sorry.
We hit their camp at sunset. Any questions?
Are you, like, completely bananas?
We're not warriors, Jake.
A couple of hours to change that.
You feeling me?
Whoa!
Aah!
Aah! Aah!
Aah!
Ungh!
Bertha's foot is smelling and hurting.
Me bruises have bruises.
Wait. That one's a mole.
I should probably get that one checked.
This isn't going to work.
I'll give you guys lots of cover from the air. I--
Get down! I'll lead them away!
Yo! Hunts-chumps! Over here!
Ha ha! Is that all you got?
Try this, dragon.
Excellent chain work, huntsgirl.
It looks like you will have
your dragon trophy after all.
Now finish him. Become one of us.
Ok, just like Jake planned it.
Something familiar.
What are you waiting for?
Is there a dress code for this party?
'Cause all my dresses are at the cleaners.
Come on! Come on! Don't let this be my lucky day.
Looks like rain.
Anyone else feeling unlucky?
Bertha charge!
Now you're gonna get it! You!
Take defensive positions. We're under attack.
Sweet mercy!
Smell Bertha's feet. Smell the feet.
No!
I oughta take you on all myself.
But instead, I'm gonna take a nice deep breath
and do the wise thing.
Silver! You did it! You swam!
Well, I am a mermaid.
Smell feet! Smell feet!
Time to give y'all that air cover I promised.
Fall back into the woods. Retreat!
Ha! Now that's what I call
lighting a fire under someone's--aah!
It's over, dragon.
Say good-bye!
Rose! No!
Wha--what did you call me?
Rose. If you wanna say good-bye,
say it to my human face.
Rose, it's me.
Jake?
Hyah!
Rose, wait!
Jake! Jake!
We did it! We really did it!
Hey, maybe my luck is finally changing after all.
Sorry, Clooney, but I'm gonna need this.
Oy, what are you staring at, then?
Hey, what up, g.?
Any chance you and fu
can drive upstate and pick up me and some friends?
You show great skills not just as a dragon,
but as a leader.
Yeah, but I'm not so sure
about letting the huntsgirl
it kind of takes away from the mystery, and the romance,
and the va-va-va voom of the whole thing, don't you think?
If the huntsgirl has truly changed,
she could become a valuable ally
in our struggle against the huntsclan.
Not only that, but she's gonna be my main squeeze.
Don't you guys see? Rose let me go!
Huntsgirl let me go.
She digs me.
Yeah, jakey. Sure.
In a really messed up and dysfunctional way.
Sounds like true love to me.
And now what you think,
all love and gravy between the 2 of y'all?
At least we can finally talk.
No more secrets, no more kung fu.
Just her and me.
On 3, 2, one.
Dudes, check out how hard my head is!
I totally rule.
I'm sorry, Jake. Rose is gone.
She transferred out of this school yesterday.
Transferred? Where'd she go?
I mean, I need to get a hold of her.
Well, there's no forwarding address here, nothing.
I'm sorry, Jake.
She did leave this for you.
But--but--it's the-- I--she--
Aw, man.