Burple: Pumpkin one, pumpkin two. Pumpkin one, pumpkin two. Pumpkin one, pumpkin two. Pumpkin one, pumpkin two.
Dak: Alright, send me up, guys.
Viking Woman: Here you go.
Viking Man: Alley-oop!
Dak: Okay, I think we've got everything we need. Potatoes, pumpkins, and... Cutter! Weren't you supposed to get the apples?
Cutter: I did get them. They were delicious. I'm sorry.
Burple: That's okay. I'm hungry for some fresh fishies.
Elbone: Behold, the last fish I'll ever catch!
Leyla: Don't tell me. Working on another new business?
Elbone: Even Rocky thinks it's a great idea. And trust me, he is tough to impress. See what I mean? Anyhoo, it's my best yet. It's a-
Magnus Finke: Watch out, Rescue Runts.
Summer: On it!
Elbone: Great! Thanks! Uh, the fishing business is harder to quit than I thought. Come on little guy, let's get you back in the water.
Aggro: Okay, someone needs a lesson in manners.
Dak: Building a new invention, Magnus?
Magnus: Wouldn't you like to know?
Axel Finke: Uncle! I found some great parts for that new invention we're building.
Magnus: Ugh! No. Nope. Never. Absolutely not! Next time, leave the shopping to me, Axel.
Burple: Iron never tastes as good as it looks.
Dak: Uh, Magnus? I think you forgot something.
Magnus: Oh, I don't need those, it's all garbage.
Dak: So, maybe you should clean it up.
Magnus: Hmm. Picking up trash? Sounds like the perfect job for the Refuse Riders. Ha ha. Refuse Riders. Ha ha ha ha, Magnus.
Dak: Refuse means garbage.
Aggro: Now I'm mad.
Duggard the Decisive: No, no, Magnus. We all must our part. Huttsgalor's been cleaner than ever lately. I'm not tripping over things around town anymore. I'll blame my feet for that one.
Magnus: Ugh, fine. I'll clean it up. Axel, clean this up!
Leyla: Well, we should head back to the Roost.
Cutter: Huh? Trouble! Look!
Leyla: Dragons? Attacking a ship?
Winger: Riders, let's fly!
Elbone: Good luck, Rescue Riders, wherever you're going! Seriously? I'm just too good.
Viking Man: I'm okay.
Dak: Woah! What kind of dragons are those?
Cutter: Uh, really angry ones.
Viking Sailor #1: Help us!
Summer: They're trying to sink that ship.
Leyla: Agrro, Burple, Cutter, get the crew to safety! Summer and I will try to stop those dragons.
Aggro: On it!
Viking Sailor #1: Help us, Rescue Riders!
Viking Sailor #2: Over here!
Burple: I totally meant to do that.
Summer: Deep breath! Wait, we just want to talk!
Gill: Is that a human on your back?
Leyla: We're here to help. We're the Rescue Riders.
Fathom: Humans? Who speak dragon? Do you hear that, Gill?
Gill: If they can speak dragon, maybe they're different, Fathom.
Fathom: They're not. Humans are all the same. Whether you can talk to dragons or not, we don't want anything to do with you.
Dak: I got your back, sis!
Leyla: Come on!
Cutter: Let's get up there and help!
All Sailors at once: Thank you, Rescue Riders!
Aggro: Kinda seems like they don't wanna talk.
Cutter: Or listen.
Burple: Or be chased. Which is fine by me. Not a huge fan of chasing.
Summer and Leyla: Huh?
Dak: They just disappeared.
Burple: Oh well, time to go home.
Summer: Burple, we have to find out why they were attacking that ship.
Cutter: Do we really?
Leyla: Yes, we do. Come on! Those were Divewings. They're usually very peaceful dragons, and they like to be left alone. Something must've made them pretty mad to come out of hiding. Look!
Summer: A whirlpool.
Leyla: Divewings create whirlpools to travel at high speed through the water.
Summer: They must have gone down there.
Dak: What do we do? Wait for them to come back up?
Leyla: So they can attack another ship? Nope, I've got a better idea. You guys wait here.
Winger: Wait, Leyla! Is it safe to go down there?
Dak: Hey! I thought I was the one who did the crazy stuff.
Summer: We made it.
Leyla: Yeah, but made it where?
Fathom: A place you never should have come.
Aggro: They've been down there too long.
Cutter: Someone needs to go down there after them. Someone who's fast, fearless and probably named-
Burple: Burple? Oh, all right. Wait. I'm not that fast or fearless.
Cutter: I was thinking Winger. Really, anyone other than me would work.
Winger: Swimming's not really my thing, but I can try.
Dak: All right, then I'm trying, too. I can totally hold my breath as long as Leyla. I hope. Whoa! Phew. Saved by the sister.
Aggro: What happened down there?
Burple: Did you find the Divewings?
Leyla: I think you guys need to come see for yourselves.
Burple: Uh I'm not a very good swimmer. Better at sinking, actually.
Leyla: You won't need to swim. The crazy whirlpool thingy those Divewings made will pull you to where you're going.
Summer: But you might wanna take a really deep breath.
Dak: I already can't wait to do that again.
Cutter: I can.
Burple: What is this place? Some kind of secret cave you can only get to from the water?
Burple: Oh. I was totally just guessing.
Winger: Wow. What a mess.
Leyla: This trash is the reason our friends, Fathom and Gill, are so angry.
Fathom: I told you, we're not your friends.
Fathom: What? We don't make friends with humans, Gill. Never have and never will.
Leyla: I'm kind of hoping to change that. This is my brother, Dak. That's Winger, Cutter, Burple, Summer and Aggro.
Fathom: You wanna be our friends? Then stop dumping your trash on us.
Dak: Wait, did all this stuff wash up into here? I'd be angry, too. Well, not enough to attack a ship, but, you know...
Gill: Your village is dumping all this into the ocean.
Fathom: And endangering our eggs.
Winger: The people of Huttsgalor wouldn't do this.
Fathom: Well, someone is.
Gill: Fathom. Sorry. We Divewings don't meet a lot of other dragons, let alone humans. We pretty much keep to ourselves in here.
Fathom: Not anymore. Until trash stops flooding into our home and endangering our eggs, we're going to keep attacking those ships.
Leyla: I'm sure whoever's doing this has no idea the damage they're causing.
Dak: What if you stopped attacking our ships long enough for us to figure out who's doing it?
Leyla: Some of us will stay here and help you clean all this up.
Fathom: Like I said, we don't trust-
Gill: Maybe we should give them a chance. And we could use some help with all this.
Fathom: You have one day.
Dak: That's all we'll need. Come on, Wing, let's fly! Eh, swim. Let's swim.
Summer: Actually, I'm a better swimmer than Winger. I should take you.
Winger: She has a point.
Leyla: Summer, you sure?
Summer: We need to figure out who's causing this. And if there's anything I love, it's a good mystery. And helping other dragons, of course.
Leyla: Okay, then Winger can help us down here.
Dak: Me? Fly on Summer? I guess I could do that. I mean, it can't be that different, right? Okay, maybe a little different. You okay there, Cutter?
Cutter: No, I am not.
Summer: I say we start by asking Chief Duggard if he knows who might be dumping trash into the ocean.
Aggro: Or Hannahr. She uses a lot of metal.
Cutter: I agree with whatever plan gets us away from that whirlpool the fastest.
Dak: You guys are kidding, right?
Cutter: I'm usually kidding, but I don't think I am right now.
Dak: Come on, we know who dumped that trash. Magnus and Axel. They don't care about cleaning up after themselves. All Magnus cares about is keeping his super top-secret inventions to himself.
Aggro: Got to say, this does seem like a Magnus move.
Cutter: And when in doubt, blame Axel.
Summer: Hold on, we shouldn't jump to conclusions here.
Dak: We're not jumping. We're flying.
Magnus: Lies! Trash into the ocean? That's a false accusation if I ever heard one.
Axel: Guys, this hurts. You know how much I love nature.
Aggro: We do?
Magnus: Now, move along. I'm far too busy with my newest invention to continue this ridiculous conversation any further.
Dak: Come on, Magnus, just admit it. We all know the junk is coming from your workshop.
Magnus: Oh, you do, do you? Well, I'll have you know that it would be a waste of my time to throw junk into the ocean when I can just make Axel throw it into the backyard. Huh? Axel, how far can you throw, anyway?
Axel: It was here yesterday.
Dak: See that? Case closed.
Summer: I don't know. He seems genuinely surprised.
Dak: Nice try, Magnus, but we got you.
Cutter: Ooh. This feels even better than I thought it would.
Magnus: You and your dragons can roar at me all you'd like, but you did not "get me". I'm sure there's a perfectly simple explanation for this. Axel, come up with a perfectly simple explanation for this.
Dak: Don't bother. Magnus, you're not gonna be throwing any more junk into the ocean on our watch.
Leyla: It's okay, see? I'm just moving this away from your nest. So, Divewings don't really like any humans?
Fathom: Why do you think we live down here?
Leyla: Humans aren't bad. Sometimes we just-
Fathom: Ruin our nests? Endanger our families?
Leyla: I was gonna say make mistakes.
Gill: Fathom, they're here to help.
Leyla: Having humans, or any other dragons, down here with us is new.
Gill: And sometimes new can be good.
Leyla: My brother and I care about dragons. We're sorry this happened to you, but we'll fix it, I promise.
Magnus: Are you going to follow us all day?
Dak: Pretty much.
Magnus: This is outrageous. Axel, let's go home.
Dak: I'd say his trash-dumping days are over, now that he knows we're keeping an eye on him.
Gill: You have to admit: it looks better.
Fathom: A little better, but the real test is whether it stays that way.
Leyla: It will, and when our friends get back, we'll find a way to cart this junk out of here.
Gill: If you like, we can give you-
Burple: Breakfast? Brunch? Lunch? Supper? Dinner? Dessert? Snack time?
Gill: A ride to the surface?
Winger: I was hoping you'd say that. Hop on.
Leyla: Huh? Oh, right. I guess we're all saddle swapping today. Okay, this feels weird. No offense.
Winger: It's okay. Kind of feels weird for me, too. You're actually holding on and not trying to do anything crazy.
Leyla: You never know.
Burple: My stomachs almost enjoyed it that time.
Dak: We found the garbage dumper, and don't worry, we've been keeping an eye on him. You won't have to worry about any more trash hurting your eggs.
Fathom: Maybe you're right. Maybe they're not so bad after all.
Leyla: Dak, I thought you said you found out who did this.
Dak: I thought I did, too.
Fathom: I knew it. You said you'd help us, but you didn't.
Gill: And now our eggs are in danger again.
Dak: I don't know what happened. We were watching Magnus and Axel all day.
Leyla: Dak, fly up the coast and find out where the trash is coming from.
Dak: All right, Summer, guess it's still me and you.
Summer: Better hold on.
Dak: Oh, I'm already used to flying a water dragon! I just can't believe it wasn't Magnus. I mean, who else would?
Dak: Elbone, no!
Elbone: Well, hello to you, too.
Dak: Elbone! Stop! What are you doing?
Elbone: My new business, what else? Trash collecting. I'm doing it for free right now, but once people get used to it, I'll start charging.
Summer: Trash collecting?
Dak: Duggard did say the town was looking pretty clean recently.
Elbone: Because of me, and oh, boy, did the town need it! Have you seen Magnus' backyard? It was filthy.
Dak: Elbone, you can't just throw trash into the sea like that.
Elbone: I can't? How about like this?
Dak: No. All this junk is floating around the island and hurting some dragons that live underwater. They're really mad.
Elbone: Oh, you mean those dragons? They don't look mad. Maybe disappointed, or annoyed, or hungry, or- Actually, you were right the first time.
Fathom: We knew humans couldn't be trusted!
Elbone: I thought you said they didn't want trash in the ocean?
Dak: Stop! You're only making things worse.
Gill: Fathom, wait!
Dak: This was all a big misunderstanding. He didn't know what he was doing.
Elbone: That's true. I never know what I'm doing. I'd never hurt dragons. They're my friends. They save me all the time.
Fathom: Well, who's gonna save our eggs now? There's too much trash.
Gill: Our home, it'll be destroyed.
Dak: Not if we can stop that stuff before it hits the whirlpool.
Elbone: Wait, maybe I can help. I'm good at fishing, knitting and positive thinking! Need any of those?
Dak: Elbone, are you willing to get back into the fishing business one more time? 'Cause we're gonna need nets. Lots and lots of nets.
Leyla: There's so much trash.
Aggro: And it just keeps coming.
Burple: You know, I hate to sound defeated, but I think we're being defeated.
Cutter: By a pile of wet trash.
Summer: H-2-On it.
Dak: Yeah! Coming in hot! Let's hope this works!
Leyla: Great idea, Dak.
Cutter: Trash fishing? That actually looks kind of fun.
Elbone: I really am just too good at fishing.
Dak: Case closed. For real this time. Oh, no, you don't. That was awesome. We make a pretty good team, huh?
Summer: H-2-Oh, yeah.
Elbone: Rocky? Rocky? He must have fallen overboard, and he can't swim. He mostly just sinks like a rock. I knew you couldn't quit me, buddy.
Fathom: I know we don't know much about humans, but that's weird, right?
Dak: We're sorry again about the trash.
Elbone: Yeah, I really, really, really never meant to hurt anyone. And I really, really, really mean that. Really.
Fathom: It's all right. Thank you for saving our home. Maybe... Uh.
Gill: Oh, just say it.
Fathom: Maybe humans aren't so bad after all.
Leyla: I knew you'd come around.
Fathom: Goodbye for now, Rescue Riders.
Aggro: So, what are we gonna do with all this stuff? Burple can't fit all of it in his stomachs.
Cutter: Was that a dare? It really sounded like a dare, Burp.
Leyla: I have a better idea. We should take it to Hannahr. Maybe she could melt the metal down-
Dak: And make newer and cooler stuff out of it.
Leyla: Exactly. Now, there's a great business idea, Elbone. Think of all the gold you could make.
Elbone: I don't see it, and neither does Rocky. Wait, you do see it? Maybe I should reconsider. But what would we call it? Junk transforming? "Re-use-ifying"? What? Recycling? Ha! What does that even mean?
Dak: Well, there's just one more thing left to do. And it might be harder than anything else I've done today.
Winger: Need a ride?
Dak: Actually, Wing, if you don't mind, I think Summer's gonna want to see this. Magnus, I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I shouldn't have blamed you. Or followed you around all day.
Magnus: Go on.
Dak: That's actually all I was gonna say. So, no hard feelings?
Magnus: How very touching. Too bad the only feelings I have are the hard kind. Axel, didn't I tell you to fix this door?
Axel: Thanks for dropping by.Always a pleasure seeing my former Rescue Mates.
Summer: Well, at least you did the right thing.
Dak: And we helped some dragons, too. Not bad. Now, come on, let's fly home. Whoa! You'd really think I'd be getting used to this by now.
Magnus: An apology. Obviously an attempt to spy on our new invention. Nice try, Rescue Runts. I think we're finally ready to reveal our masterpiece. Axel!
Magnus: Oh, Magnus.
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