JAKE - takes books out of his locker.
He spins around and the door shut, revealing ROSE
standing behind it. She holds up her hand in a wave.
Hi,Jake. Got a second?
Oh, hey, Rose...
Jake catches himself, seeing--
THE DRAGON BIRTHMARK - on her hand. FLASH TO:
The ski trip the glove comes off Thorn's hand during the fight
in the blizzard to reveal the birthmark.
BACK TO PRESENT - Jake slowly backs away.
...Uh, sure. I have a second. And
whoops, there it went. I, uh, I
gotta get going to the place, with
the people and I-Arghhhh!
Jake takes a final step back and falls down a flight of
steps. Rose deflates, calling after him.
Uh, O.k. Some other time...
Rose id walking home from school.
Jake, TRIXIE, and SPUD watching her.
... It's just so wrong.
The girl of my dreams turning out
to be in tight with the Huntsclan.
Things could be a lot worse. You
could be in love with your mortal
enemy. Oh, wait. Never mind.
When I see her, it's like I don't
know whether to kiss her or
incinerate her with a fireball.
Sounds like true love to me.
Trixie puts her hand on his shoulder.
You best check yourself, Jakey.
Remember, Rose is Thorn and Thorn
is bad news. She would slay your
dragon tail in a heartbeat if she
knew the truth about you.
Jake stares after her as we--
ROSE - walks into her room--boy band posters, pink bed
Covers, old stuffed animals. She takes a photo off her desk.
THE PHOTO - Her and Jake at the school dance.
ROSE - smiles at the photo. There is POUNDING on her door.
Thorn! It's time to prepare for the
Grand Equinox Hunt!
Rose - pulls the horn on a CUTE PORCELIN UNICORN on her desk.
The walls of the room slide and spin away, revealing a dark
Arsenal of MYSTICAL WEAPONS, TWISTED ANIMAL HORNS, and a RACK
OF THORN'S NINJA UNIFORMS (with day of the week labels).
Rose. She places the photo face-down on her desk and
Pulls A THORN MASK off the rack.
Your training is nearly complete,
The Huntsman leads Thorn down the corridor as HUNTSCLAN
MEMBERS sharpen and prepare a variety of MYSTICAL WEAPONS.
...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...
He POWERS UP his STAFF and projects a holographic image of
Jake (in dragon form) on the wall. As we PUSH IN on the
Image of Jake and--
...The hide of The American Dragon.
A GLOWING GOLDEN APPLE - hangs from a branch that stretches
over a small stream.
and to reveal two groups of SPRITES, yelling at each
other from across the banks of the stream.
The apple is ours/Hands off, etc.
What's with the ruckus, G.?
- GRANDPA, JAKE, and FU DOG watching from a hill.
A dispute between two tribes of
Meadow Sprites. Observe...
the apple, the tree's branch stretching
over the stream, and the two bands of Sprites arguing.
...The tribe on the Northern Bank
claims the enchanted apple because
the tree grows on their land. But
the fruit hangs over the territory
of the Southern tribe, so they
believe it rightfully belongs to
JAKE, GRANDPA, AND FU - watch from the hill.
And if this don't get sorted out in
a hurry, things could turn ugly.
Sprites take their magic fruit very
So what up? 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, ya know, jurify.
Jake CRACKS his knuckles, getting cocky.
Yeah, O.k. No problem. Just sit
back and watch the Am Drag do his
thang. Dragon up, yo!
Jake TRANSFORMS into dragon form and flies Fu Dog whips
out a bag of dog biscuits.
I'm laying three to one biscuits
that the kid crashes and burns
inside of two minutes. Any takers?
Jake sweeps in for a landing under the apple, holding up his
hands, signaling the Sprites to stop.
Listen up, y'all. American Dragon
is here to lay down the law on this
apple business, ya heard?
Jake picks the apple and holds it out to the Northern Tribe.
I hereby declare that the apple
belongs to the Northern tribe. It
only seems fair since the tree is--
The SOUTHERN SPRITE CHIEF flies into Jake's face.
SOUTHERN SPRITE CHIEF
--What? The ancient texts of
Gurhan-Sigh clearly define air
space rights over all Sprite
Really? Oh. My bad. Then I
decree that the apple rightfully
goes to the Southern tribe--
NORTHERN SPRITE CHIEF
--Wrong! The sacred scrolls of
Hingham-Roo state that all fruit
belongs to the land from which the
tree holds its roots!
The Sprite tribes begin at each other. Jake
FLICKS out a single claw, motioning them to calm down.
O.k. Just chill. Look, I'll just
slice this baby up and that way
both of you can share...
NORTHERN SPRITE CHIEF
No! Cutting the apple will destroy
the fruit's magic properties!
Oh. Yeah, right. I--I knew that.
SOUTHERN SPRITE CHIEF
Choose and choose now, dragon. Or
our tribes will decide this matter
No, hold up! There has to be a
peaceful way to settle this! Do you
guys know rock, paper, scissors?
Eeenie, Meanie, Minie, moe?
The Sprite Chiefs exchange a skeptical glance.
NORTHERN SPRITE CHIEF
Make war for the apple!
SOUTHERN SPRITE CHIEF
Fight to the core!
The Sprite bands fly towards Jake and after the apple. Jake
holds it up, trying to keep it out of their reach.
No, wait! Stop! GRANDPAAAAA!
Jake falls back into the stream with a SPLASH, MORPHING back
into human form and covered with mud. The Sprites are about
to collide around the apple when--
GRANDPA - swirls in (in dragon form) and grabs the apple.
THE SPRITE CHIEFS - stop and watch as--
GRANDPA - nonchalantly polishes it against his sleeve and
then drops it into his mouth, swallowing it whole.
. There is no more apple.
And no more reason to fight. (extra
stern) Are there any questions?
ANGLE ON THE SPRITE CHIEFS - They exchange looks, nod and
reluctantly turn their bands away with some .
GRANDPA - MORPHS back into human form and offers Jake a hand,
pulling him out of the mud.
Magical creatures look to dragons
for strong leadership and guidance.
Never forget that, young one. You
must always show great poise and-
! Excuse me.
Grandpa BURPS up the bare apple core. It lands in Fu Dog's
hands. He tosses it over his shoulder as they walk off.
Hey, you could've at least saved me
a bite. I'm hungry like the wolf
Jake is lost in thought as he sails over the rooftops of the
city in dragon form.
Strong leadership...right. Whoah!
A MAGICAL GREEN ARROW (with energy tip) sails by his head and
into a BRICK SMOKE STACK behind him. He spins
THORN - with a MAGICAL BOW on an adjacent roof.
How's my aim, Dragon Boy?
JAKE - assumes a cocky mid-air kung fu pose.
Totally lame. You missed.
THORN - raises an amused eyebrow.
The chimney behind him pitches forward and the
BRICKS him successively over his head.
Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!
THORN - leaps over the edge of the building.
Catch me if you can.
JAKE - shakes off the bricks and zooms after her.
THORN - hits the ground. With the flick of her foot, she
flips open a MANHOLE COVER and drops inside. Jake sails
through the hole after her.
JAKE - lands on the tracks in the dimly lit tunnel. His ears
prick and he turns his DRAGON EYES to see--
INFRARED DRAGON POV - Thorn cartwheels around a turn.
JAKE - flies around the corner and is suddenly blinded by--
TORCHLIGHT - as the HUNTSMAN, Thorn and several HUNTSCLAN
HUNTERS close in around him.
Congratulations, Dragon Boy.
You've fallen right into our trap.
JAKE - spins around, kung fu-ing a few of the Huntsclan out
of his way. Jake takes flight and zips down a tunnel.
Sorry, Hunts-fool. But you left
the back-door open. See ya!
THE HUNTSMAN AND THORN - He calmly raises his staff.
All part of the plan, dragon.
You're about to catch the downtown
He shoots a magical green BLAST that SIZZLES into--
A CONTROL SWITCH - on the side of the tunnel. It SPARKS.
The switch activates and
AN ONCOMING SUBWAY TRAIN - switches onto the oncoming track,
SCREAMING right towards
JAKE who tries to backpedal in mid-air, covering up.
Uh-oh. Not the face! Not the face!
Too late. The train's headlights come in front of Jake and there
is a sickening CRUNCH and then--
The serenity of unconsciousness. Jake hears:
A Leprechaun named CLOONEY comes into focus. He's sitting
next to Jake and flipping a GOLD COIN onto the palm of his
hand and trying to guess the results.
Heads...wrong again. Wow, this
just isn't my day. Again.
Clooney's hands and feet are chained. He looks up.
Hey, guys! The Dragon's awake!
Dragon Jake is chained and shackled to a group of other
magical creatures. Jake rubs his head, still woozy.
Ohhhhhh. Since when is the
downtown express ever on time?
SILVER, a bright bookworm-ish Mermaid, yanks up his eyelids
and examines his pupils.
No sign of intercranial trauma or
Uh, no sign or inter-what with sub
BERTHA, a large dim-witted giantess is
crammed into the wagon. She claps her hands.
Dragon rescue us! Dragon rescue!
Clooney flips his coin.
Rescued? Us? With my luck? Not
likely. (to coin) Tales...Nope.
Jake leans back in his seat, surveying his surroundings.
Where am I? Who are--
Oy! Watch where yer tail's
Jake leaps up off a high strung Brownie named Reggie
, who is chained next to him.
Oh, sorry. I didn't even see you
How would you like to see my fist
heading down yer throat then?
Silver leans over and offers her hand.
Don't mind Reggie. He's a Brownie
with some anger management issues.
Oy! I don't have anger management
issues. I manage to get angry just
fine, thank you very much!
Reggie slams his tiny fist through a wall of the wagon.
I'm Silver. I graduated Aqua Cum
Laude, Atlantis U.
jake sees the rest of the group as Silver introduces them.
The dim-witted Giant is Bertha...
Bertha is crammed in a position where her feet are pressed up
under her chin. A YELLOW ODOR wafts up from them.
Bertha's feets smells bad.
Reggie recoils from the odor.
Oy! That's putting it mildly!
(passing out) Are we going into a
tunnel? It's getting so dark...
He topples over.
And the neurotic Leprechaun is
Clooney catches his coin, covering it with his hand.
Look, I'm not neurotic, o.k.? I'm
just very, very unlucky. (re: the
coin) O.K. I'm thinking heads, so
I'll go the other way and guess
tails.(peeks under) Darn it!
Jake climbs to his feet.
Look, 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.
Jake struggles against the chains. He breathes on his
shackles but it has no effect. Clooney waves off the smoke.
Um, do you mind? I have
these sinus allergies...
Save your strength, Jake. These
chains are reinforced with unicorn
horn. Even you can't break them.
But--but what are we doing here?
Where are they taking us?
Silver glances through the bars up at the sky.
See the elliptical position of the
moon? My guess is that we're the
"special guests" for the
Huntsclan's Grand Equinox Hunt.
The Grand Equi what now?
The Grand Equinox hunt...
The Huntsman paces before Jake, Silver, Bertha, and Reggie,
who are staked before a large bonfire.
...For thousands of years, our
order has lived by one simple code-
the way of the hunt...
Thorn finishes locking Clooney to his stake and hitches A
GLOWING GREEN KEY onto her belt.
Uh, could you stake me
downwind? There's the smoke and I
have these sinus allergies...(no
response) You know, forget it.
I'll be fine.
The Huntsman raises his staff to the rest of the clan.
...Tomorrow, at dawn, each of these
creatures will be released and
given a ten minute head start.
Then, we shall track them down and
bag them as our trophies--
--But the grand prize is mine...
Thorn steps forward into the light of the fire. She removes
her glove and holds her birthmark up for all to see.
Tomorrow, I swear on our ancestors
that I will slay the American
Dragon and fulfill my destiny!
The Huntsclan erupt into applause
JAKE - exchanges worried looks with Silver, Reggie, and
Clooney. Bertha gets caught up and joins in the APPLAUSE.
Yay! Slay the dragon! Slay the
drag--(realizing) Oh, right. Sorry.
PAN OVER THE PRISONERS - staked by the fire. Clooney flips
his coin with his hands chained behind his back. Bertha
SNORES loudly. Reggie struggles against his chains.
Lemme at them Huntsclan! I'll take
'em all on meself!
Jake struggles against his chains and frees his tail just as-
Jake hides his freed tail behind his back as Thorn
approaches. She stands before him, staring him down.
I want to have a good look at you
before I slay you tomorrow.
Look all you want. The view is
mighty pretty. But what say we
dial down the whole 'slaying' part?
She stares him down.
There's something about you...in
your eyes...something familiar.
REVERSE ON THORN - As Jake talks, his tail slips around her,
reaching for the key on the back of her belt, but she keeps
shifting. He can't quite get a hold of it.
Yo, Thorn. Why are you doing all
Thorn raises her birthmark.
I am marked. It is my destiny.
Hey, I got a birthmark on my rear
that's shaped like the state of
Idaho. Doesn't mean I'm gonna move
there. What matters is what's on
Thorn turns away, exposing her back and the key. Jake's tail
reaches for it.
You don't know me, dragon.
I know this--every Thorn has a
Rose...you know what I'm saying?
She spins around. Jake whips his tail behind him.
What? What did you just say?
Uh, I just mean...I think there's
another side to you. You're not
like the Huntsman.
Not yet, but I will be. After I
slay you tomorrow.
She turns and stalks off.
(calling after her)
What, no last meal? Come on, give a
dragon some love. That's just cold.
She turns and stalks off. Silver rolls her eyes.
Nice try, lover boy. But it looks
like you struck out.
Jake holds up his tail to reveal the glowing green key.
Guess again, Silver. Holla!
Hey! He has the key! (louder) He
has the key! Hooray! Hoor--
Jake's tail SLAPS over her mouth.
Oh. Right. Shhhh!
Jake finishes unlocking Clooney from his stake.
The group moves away from their stakes, but are still chained
together with a line of glowing green ankle shackles. Silver
walks around them awkwardly, using her tail fins as feet.
She takes the key and tries to unlock the ankle shackles.
The key won't work on these locks.
We're stuck together.
Jake, Silver, Bertha, Reggie, and Clooney stumble over each
other as they make their way towards the trees line. They
stumble and end up in a tangled heap.
Reggie lands face-first in between Bertha's stinking toes.
Ew, get them stinking toes outta my
face, ya wretched giant! (passing
out) I think I see the white cliffs
He topples over. Jake pulls him up.
Keep moving. It's almost dawn.
THE BONFIRE EMBERS - still smolder as Thorn examines the
empty stakes with the Huntsman.
The prisoners have escaped, Master.
I--I don't know what happened.
Disappointing, Thorn. (calling out)
Release the hounds...
A CAGE - opens and several THREE-HEADED CERBERUS DOGS wearing
armored plates come out.
...and let the hunt begin...
HUNTERS - pour out of tents, grabbing weapons.
Jake, Silver, Clooney, Bertha, and Reggie all come to a stop,
All right. No need to panic.
Everyone just keep cool...
The sound of the Huntsclan ECHOES through the trees.
Is that the ice cream man?
Guess again, ya daft giant!
Every magical creature for
They break in different directions, running into each other.
Watch the fins/ Ow/Duh/Oy!
Outta my way!
The group ends up in a comically tangled heap and drops to
The sounds of Huntsclan HORNS and hounds BARKING echo through
the trees as--
THE HUNTSMAN AND THORN - lead the hunting party.
Fan out. (hears something) Silence!
He and Thorn listen. There's a sound in the
distance. Thorn points.
That way, Master.
We hear the huntsclan as Reggie desperately hits down on
the glowing green chains between himself and Clooney.
Oy! Oy! Oy!
Ow! Ow! Ow! That was my thumb!
Now I'll probably get a blister, I
just know it...yup, there it is.
Silver holds up the chain.
This metallic alloy is fifty
percent iron, thirty percent
titanium and twenty percent unicorn
horn with a hardness level of--
Reggie continues pounding with the rock.
Oy! Miss Know It All Fish Tail!
Why don't ya shut yer big smart
hole for once!
There's no way you can break these
Everyone! Get down!
Jake gang tackles the whole group as several MAGIC GREEN
ENERGY BLASTS over their heads and through the
foliage. They look up to see--
HUNTERS - emerging over a hill in the distance, led by the
Huntsman and Thorn. They FIRE more BLASTS.
THE GROUP - Reggie pulls towards the Huntsclan.
Let's take 'em! We got 'em
cornered! I'll take the big 'un!
Jake pulls him back and spreads his wings.
Fasten your seatbelts. You're all
about to fly Dragon Airlines. Now
can I get a whoo-whoo!
Silver whips out a tape measure and surveys his wingspan.
Sorry, Jake. But it's
scientifically impossible for your
wings to diplace enough air to--
Hey, all I know is, I'll get you
from displace to datplace. Chicka
check it out!
Jake starts flapping.
WIDE ON THE GROUP - Jake takes to the air, lifting Silver,
Reggie, and Clooney off the ground and over the treetops.
But Bertha's weight is too much. He's barely able to get her
off the ground.
Clooney shoots a look down at Bertha as she spreads her arms.
Bertha flying! Bertha like
Jake clenches his eyes shut, struggling.
BERTHA - into a tree, yanking the entire group down
with her into the branches of the tree.
THE GROUP - swings from the branches in a tangled mess.
Nice flying, Dragon. I oughtta
punch yer lights out for ya you no
good winged reptile--
Silver points. Jake and the others look down to see--
THE HUNTSMAN AND THORN - lead a group of hunters through the
trees below them.
JAKE AND THE GROUP - crouch down, whispering:
They pull leaves over themselves. Clooney pulls leaves in
front of his face. Bertha lamely attempts to cover her
entire body with a single leaf.
The Huntsman and Thorn pass directly below them and stop.
They couldn't have gotten far.
IN THE TREES - Clooney pushes the leaves away.
Uh-oh. These leaves... they're
covered in pollen... Ah-Ah-Ah--
Silver's fin, Bertha's pinkie, Reggie's entire body, and
Jake's tail--fly onto to press the area under Clooney's
nose and surpress the sneeze. It passes.
THE HUNTSMAN - motions to the others.
IN THE TREES - The group relaxes and then--
AHHHHH-CHOOOO! (a beat) Whew.
That was a close one. You don't
think they heard that, do you?
They look down - to see the entire Huntsclan surrounding the
tree. They aim their weapons up at Jake and the group.
Yeah, that figures.
The Hunters release GREEN BLASTS OF ENERGY AND ARROWS.
JAKE - slashes down with his tail, slicing through the entire
trunk of the tree with a CRUNCH.
Somebody holla 'Timber,' y'all!
THE HUNTSMAN - dives out of the way as the tree CRASHES down
and slides down the hill, dropping into--
A RIVER - Jake and the group are carried downstream, still
tangled in the branches of the tree.
THE HUNTSMAN - leaps to his feet and motions.
IN THE RIVER - Jake looks up and sees that they are headed
for a waterfall. He dives into the water and uses his tail
to paddle. He waves up at Silver.
Silver! Get in the water! You
gotta use your fins to get us to
the other side!
Silver clings to the tree branches.
Uh, yeah. About that. I can't
really swim. I'm afraid of the
Jake and the others stare at her.
You're afraid of the what?
You're a Mermaid, for the love of
Mermaid no swim?
I know, I know. My intellect keeps
telling me that it's a completely
irrational unfounded phobia--but,
look, it's kind of embarrassing.
Clooney shrugs as he flips his coin.
Wow. And I thought I needed more
The tree sails over the falls and into oblivion.
Jake and the group drag themselves out of the river. Bertha
carries an unconscious Silver.
They plop down on the edge of a GEYSER PLAIN. Sulfuric
geysers up sporadically, creating a layer of foggy
yellow gas that covers the plain.
Ixnai of the dragon fire-ai, Jake.
The gas coming out of those geysers
is highly flammable.
ON CLOONEY - Dark clouds pass over him. It starts to rain.
PULL OUT - to reveal that the rain cloud is only over
Clooney. The area around him is clear and sunny. Jake steps
over to him.
Uh, does this happen to you a lot.
Oh, yeah. It's part of the whole
A bolt of lightning THUNDERS down, singing Jake.
Everyone I love, I end up hurting.
The clouds clear up as the sounds of Huntsman HORNS fill the
sky. The group glances around. Bertha points.
Huntsclan coming! Huntsclan coming!
How are they tracking us?
Reggie waves away the wafts of stench from Bertha's feet.
It's Bertha's rancid foot stink!
You can smell them things for miles
A few BLASTS of MAGIC GREEN ENERGY splash into the water as--
THE HUNTSMAN AND THORN - shoot from across the river.
THE GROUP - takes cover behind some geyser spouts.
SILVER - COUGHS up water, regaining consciousness.
Is it over?
Oh, it's over all right. Look at
us! We got a daft, reeking Giant,
an unlucky Leprechaun, a Mermaid
that can't swim. We're one
pathetic bunch and I hate each and
every one of ya! Even meself!
I'm surprised we made it this far.
They're just gonna come zap us with
that green energy stuff.
Jake holds up his end of the green, glowing chain.
Green energy stuff...Listen up,
y'all. The Am Drag's got a plan.
The gang pulls themselves together and follow Jake across the
fog of the geyser plain, dodging green Huntsclan
THE HUNTSMAN AND THORN - make their way over the plain,
flanked by the Huntsclan. Thorn spots the outline of a
dragon through the fog.
She draws a GLOWING GREEN ARROW and shoots it.
JAKE - drops back onto his tail, lifting his chained feet
into the air. The arrow through the chain, freeing
him from the rest of the group.
Yeah! Now wave your chains in the
air like you just don't care, yeah!
Jake spreads his wings and takes off into the fog.
- Jake begins BANGING rocks together.
THE HUNTSCLAN - spin around, shooting BLASTS.
CLOONEY AND SILVER - crouching in the ditch. They hold up
their chain and a BLAST slices through it.
THE HUNTSCLAN - continue BLASTING.
REGGIE AND CLOONEY - A BLAST SIZZLES through their chain, but
hits the rock wall behind them.
Well, maybe this is my lucky day.
A rock topples off the wall, BONKING Clooney on the head.
Ow! Yeah, back to normal.
THE HUNTSMAN - motions for the others to halt.
You fools! You're shooting at
JAKE - lands in front of the others.
Hey! It worked!
Oy! Let's clear out of here.
THE HUNTSMAN AND THORN - The sulfur gas dissipates, revealing-
JAKE AND THE OTHERS - fleeing over the geyser plane.
THORN - drops to one knee, drawing A GLOWING GREEN ARROW back
in her bow. She lines it up with Jake.
One Dragon shish-kabob, coming
THE FAR SIDE OF THE GEYSER PLAIN
Jake stops and turns, taking a deep breath.
Time to turn up the heat, yo.
Jake BREATHS FIRE that spreads out over the plain just as--
THE GEYSERS - erupt. Jake's flames IGNITE the sulfur gas.
THE ENTIRE PLAIN - ERUPTS in an EXPLOSION.
THORN AND THE HUNTSCLAN - are blown back as the explosion
ROARS in front of them. Her arrow fires wildly away.
Jake removes the last of the shackles from Clooney's ankle
and tosses them into a pile. He rubs his feet.
Ooh, those things really chafe the
ankles, ya know? Anyone bring any
aloe? Anyone? You know, forget
it. I'll be fine.
Well, I hate all of yer guts, but I
wish ya luck just the same.
He turns and walks off. The others get up and start off in
Wait. We have to stay together.
Oy! What are you talkin' bout,
The chains are off, Jake.
Look, we don't stand a chance out
there by ourselves. The Huntsclan
are just going to pick us off one
at a time.
Jake think we do gooder together?
Yeah, way gooder. I mean--look, I
say we're through running and
hiding. I say we take the fight to
Reggie slowly nods, slamming a tiny fist into his open palm.
Yeah. A little payback. I like
the sound of that. I say we--Urghh!
Reggie is suddenly overcome by a WAFT OF FOOT STINK from
Bertha and passes out. Bertha shrugs.
ON THE GROUND - Jake has constructed a mini-model of the
Huntsclan camp with rocks, twigs, and leaves. He uses his
tail to point to various parts of the camp.
So that's the plan. We hit their
camp at sunset. Any questions?
Clooney raises his hand.
Just one. Are you like, completely
bananas? Because I can recommend a
good therapist. A couple,
actually. Well, seven. Teen.
We're not warriors, Jake.
We still got a couple hours to
change that, you feeling me?
CLOONEY - Jake finishes carving a MAKESHIFT BOOMERANG with
one of his dragon claws. He hands it off to Clooney and
motions for him to throw it at a STUFFED HUNTSCLAN DUMMY they
have erected. Clooney shrugs and tosses the boomerang
-the boomerang makes a wide
circle around the dummy and CLUNKS Clooney on the head.
ON A ROCK - Jake stands in a line with the group. He
executes a martial arts kick and they attempt to mimic him.
But Silver trips and the group goes down in a tangled heap,
all of their faces pressed against Bertha's SMELLY feet.
REGGIE - Jake hands him a spear. Reggie kaber-tosses it at
the Huntsclan Dummy and misses. Enraged, he races over and
breaks the spear over his knee repeatedly, then dives into
the Huntsclan Dummy and rips it apart from the inside out.
ON THE ROCK - Jake punches down into the ground. The group
follows. Bertha's punch cracks through the rock and sends
the group tumbling down the hill in a rockslide.
SILVER - Jake dives into a stream, motioning for Silver to
follow. Silver dips one tail fin in, and then runs away.
ON THE ROCK - Jake and the group execute a spin kick.
Suddenly, clouds move in over Clooney. The group dives out
of the way as a LIGHTNING BOLT crashes into the rock.
BERTHA - Jake helps Bertha uproot a tree and uses his
whirring claws to buzz it into a club. Bertha takes the
club and swings it down at the dummy, missing and hitting
herself in the foot. She hops around, clutching her foot and
swinging it into Jake's face. He recoils from the stench.
Jake leads the exhausted group back towards the cave.
My bruises have bruises. Wait.
That one's a mole. I should
probably get that checked.
This isn't going to work.
Bertha holds up her throbbing, stinking foot.
Bertha's feet is smelly and hurty.
Trust me, guys. I'll give you guys
lots of cover from the air. I-
Jake stops, his DRAGON EAR perking up. He spins around and
Uses his DRAGON EYES.
JAKE'S POV - The forms of the Huntsman and the Huntsclan are
visible beating through the brush and heading towards them.
Jake takes to the air.
Get down! I'll lead them away!
Silver, Bertha, Clooney, and Reggie drop in the brush as--
THE HUNTSCLAN - approaches. They are almost on them when--
Yo, Hunts-chumps! Over here!
They spin around to see Jake circling around them. He leads
them away from the others' hiding spot.
THE HUNTSMEN - begin BLASTING at--
JAKE - who dodges the blasts, continuing to lead them away.
Is that all you got?
ANGLE ON A ROCKY OUTCROP - Thorn flips up to the top,
directly behind and above Jake. She leaps off the rock with
a strand of chains.
Try this, dragon!
ON JAKE - Thorn tackles him, wrapping the chain around his
wings. They drop to the ground.
THORN - leaps off Jake's back and binds him to a pole.
Excellent chain work, Thorn. It
looks like you will have your
dragon trophy after all.
IN THE BRUSH - Silver, Clooney, Bertha, and Reggie peer up
and watch as--
THE HUNTSCLAN - lift Jake up and carry him down the hillside.
SILVER, CLOONEY, BERTHA, AND REGGIE - all exchange worried
glances as we see
JAKE - is shackled and chained to a stake before the bonfire.
Well done, Thorn...
The Huntsman and Thorn stand before Jake. The rest of the
Clan is visible behind them. He tosses her his staff.
Now finish him. Become one of us.
I'm ready, Master.
jake sees the shadows of Silver, Bertha, Clooney, and Reggie put
their hands together in a circle.
O.k. Just like Jake planned it...
Thorn raises the staff. It POWERS up with green energy. She
THORN - is hesitating. The Huntsman fumes:
What are you waiting for?
They look up as--
CLOONEY - emerges from the shadows, flipping his coin.
Is there a dress code for this
party? (motions at Huntsman's
robes)'Cause all my dresses are at
THE HUNTSMAN - waves to his men.
Get the Leprechaun!
CLOONEY - looks up to the skies as he flips his "lucky" coin.
Come on, come on...Don't let this
be my lucky day.
There's a RUMBLE of THUNDER. Three Hunters are diving at
Clooney when they are struck by lightning and blown back.
Clooney rolls away just to avoid getting hit.
CLOONEY - leaps to his feet and casually walks past a row of
tents and several RACKS OF HUNTSCLAN WEAPONS.
As he passes, the tents and weapons are struck by several
LIGHTNING BLASTS and IGNITE into fire. Clooney waves back at
Anyone else feeling unlucky?
ON JAKE - His eyes brighten as--
BERTHA AND REGGIE - come charging out of the woods from the
opposite end of the camp.
Bertha charge/Now yer gonna get it
THORN BREAKS AWAY FROM JAKE - She and the others scatter
around the camp, grabbing weapons.
Take defensive positions! We're
REGGIE - runs through the legs of an oncoming Hunter member,
causing him to collide with another Hunter headed in the
other direction. They both go down.
BERTHA - STOMPS through the camp, kicking down tents. She
raises her foot to stomp on a wagon when the WAFT OF STINK
from her foot hits an attacking Hunter in the face.
Oohhhhh, sweet mercy!
He goes down. Bertha grabs another attacking Hunter and
presses his face into her feet. He drops.
Smell Bertha's feet! Smell the
feet! Smell the feet!
He drops, unconscious.
REGGIE - climbs up a cliff wall as Hunters close in below
him. He paws the ground.
Why, I ougtta take you on all
meself! (calmly) But this time,
I'm going to take a nice deep
breath--and do the wise thing.
Reggie pulls a small rock out from the cliff wall and an
entire landslide down the hill. The Hunters turn and
run for their lives.
JAKE - works furiously to free himself from his stake. Two
Hunters approach him from behind when there's a SPLASH.
Silver emerges from the stream behind them and leg sweeps
them with her fin. The fall back into the stream.
Silver! You did it! You swam!
Well, I am a mermaid.
BERTHA - comes leaping in front of jake. She hits the ground with
eight unconscious Hunters pinned in between her toes.
Smell feet! Smell feet!
Silver takes a GLOWING GREEN KEY from one of the Hunter's
belts and unlocks Jake, who spreads his wings.
Time to give y'all that air cover I
JAKE - takes to the sky and begins strafing the rows of
Hunters with streams of ROARING FLAMES.
The camp is now in ruins. Hunters scatter. The
Huntsman motions at them.
Fall back into the woods! Retreat!
THORN - starts after the Hunters, but doubles back, pulling a
GLOWING GREEN MAGIC BOLA out of her belt.
JAKE - fires a final FIRE BALL that SIZZLES into--
THE SEAT OF THE HUNTSMAN'S PANTS - light up as he races off,
wailing and leaving a trail of smoke.
JAKE - lands in front of a tree.
Ha! Now that's what I call
lighting a fire under someone's-
Jake is suddenly thrown back as Rose's Bola hits him. The
balls on the end spin around, pinning him to the tree.
THORN - approaches, picking a staff off the ground. She
raises it and charges. This time there is no hesitation.
It's over dragon. Say goodbye!
She skids to a stop.
Wh--what did you call me?
Rose...If you want to say goodbye,
say it to my human face.
Jake MORPHS down into his human form.
THORN - freezes, shocked. She peels off her mask.
Rose, it's me.
Rose pauses a moment, then knots her brow in determination--
She charges, swinging the staff down.
JAKE - cringes, then realizes that she has just cut him loose
from the tree. He pitches forward, face-planting on the
ground at Rose's feet. She races off.
Jake scrambles to get up but is still caught in the strings
of the bola. Rose vanishes into the smoke-filled blackness
of the burned out camp.
Silver, Reggie, Clooney, and Bertha race to Jake's side and
pull him free of the ropes. They raise him onto their
shoulders as they
JAKE! JAKE! JAKE! JAKE!
JAKE - scans the area but there is no sign of Rose.
We did it! We really did it!
(calling into the night)
Right. And there's plenty more
where that came from, eh?
Bertha's feet smell really bad.
Which is good. Bertha confused.
Reggie dives at Bertha, hugging her big toe.
And I love ya for it, Berth!
(passing out) Goodnight, lads!
He passes out cold. Clooney tosses his coin in the air.
Hey, maybe my luck is finally
changing after all. Heads...
But before he can catch and check it, Jake plucks the coin
out of the air.
Sorry, Clooney. But I'm going to
Jake inserts a gold coin into the slot. they hear the ring of dialing of dialing.
THE PHONE BOOTH - Jake, Silver, Bertha, Clooney, and Reggie
are all crammed into the phone booth.
SEVERAL TRUCKERS AND A FAMILY OF TOURIST - walk by, glancing
at the phone booth. The group avoids their stares.
/ himself over the
head with a book.
Check out how hard my head is,
guys! I totally rule!
Jake exchanges a nervous glance with Trixie and Spud.
I'm sorry, Jake...
Jake stands across the desk from PRINCIPAL DERCETO.
...Rose is gone. She transferred
out of this school yesterday.
Say whaaat? Where did she go? I
mean, I need to get a hold of her!
It's super important!
Derceto leafs through a file.
There's no forwarding address here.
Nothing. I'm sorry, Jake.
She hands Jake--
THE FILE - Rose's picture and the words 'TRANSFERRED' are
stamped across it.
JAKE - stares at the file.