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-[soothing music playing] -Don't go in there, he's with a patient.

-Tobes. -[muffled] Hey, Jim.

Tobes! Tobes, Tobes, Tobes, Tobes! I have got to talk to you.

[muffled] Uh, I'm a little busy right now.

-What? -He says he's a little busy right now.

[groans repeatedly]

Oh, God. It hurts.

Okay, remember that thing we found the other day?

In the canals. The thing with the gem and stuff?

It works. It works like crazy!

This can't wait, man?

-What? -He says, "This can't wait, man?"

-[drill whirs] -[screams]

I've already waited until morning. Who goes to the dentist two days in a row?

[screams] Ow!

I want to get these braces off before I'm 30.

"I want to get these braces off before I'm 30."

[Jim] What?

It's like my mouth is a city engineering project.

"It's like my mouth is a city engineering project."

How much longer is this going to take?

[gasps, screams]

[screaming continues]

[moans]

Eight hours! I can't believe it takes eight hours.

Two molars, plus insertions, and some cleanup.

Okay, Tobes. You are never going to believe this.

My mouth still feels a little sore.

Check this out.

-Do you have any aspirin? -Tobes, pay attention.

[inhales deeply] Mmm...

[Jim exhales]

"For the glory of Merlin, Daylight is mine to..."

[bell dings]

-Go on. -It worked last night.

-Are you punking me right now? -Okay. Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Holy champignon!

Oh-ho-ho-ho! How cool is that?

[breathlessly] What?

Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!

So cool, so cool, so cool!

Dude, you know what this means, right? You have a sacred responsibility here.

-That's what they said! -Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh.

Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!

Oh, my gosh! Oh, my--

You have to use these new powers for the benefit of all mankind.

You have to use this to kick Steve's butt.

Really? I show you a glowing sword

and a suit of armor that can only be magic,

and that's how you respond?

Seriously! It's butt-kicking time.

[grunts repeatedly]

[sighs]

These pants are so elastic. Wait. Also, who's "they"?

Well, that's the part that I've been freaking out over!

[pounding on door]

[gasps] What, what, what the heck is that? Don't open the door!

[laughs] Master Jim!

[screams] I'm calling 911.

[screams]

No, Animal Control. [screams]

Oh, gosh. Oh, gosh. Oh, gosh. They talk.

I knew it was but a matter of time before the amulet called to us.

-"Called" to you? -Actually, no. We've been spying on you.

Spy on you. [laughs]

Well, keeping a close watch.

[loud rumbling]

-[groans] Door small. -[woman] Animal Control.

Monsters, at my best friend's house! I need you to send a squad!

-Is this a joke, kid? -Make that the National Guard!

-[hangs up] -Animal Control hung up on me.

You told your stout little friend about us?

Um, is that a problem?

Master Jim, we trolls have gone to great lengths

to keep our existence secret from your kind, lest there be panic.

[screams] Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh...

Like that.

-It's all right, Tobes. -They're like nine feet tall.

This is my best friend, Toby D.

He has like 800 eyes. We're going to die.

Hardly. Your friend is the Trollhunter. His noble obligation is protective.

Like "protecting"?

You mean like a superhero? Oh, can I be his sidekick?

With a cool superhero name like Deathblade or Snipersnake?

Just wait. Who would I be protecting?

-Us. -And mankind. From bad trolls.

As well as goblins, gruesomes, and the occasional rogue gnome.

Do you mind?

The mantle of Trollhunter is a sacred responsibility,

one which has never been passed to a human before.

This is a momentous occasion.

[car horn honks]

Oh, it's my mother! Upstairs, quick!

[Aaarrrgghh] Mother?

[loud thud]

Jim? It's me.

She's not supposed to be home until midnight.

[inhales deeply] Mmm...

You smell like cat.

My nana has a Siamese.

Tasty.

[Jim's mother] I forgot my phone. Are you okay in there?

Um, fine. I mean, my stomach's a little, uh...

[fart noises, water splashes]

[fart noises continue]

Uh, you know, I might have a food poisoning situation.

Honey, I'll get you some medicine, okay?

[exhales]

Okay, what's this going on here?

The amulet reacts to your emotional state. You appear to be in some distress.

-You think? -I have another question.

-Speak, Theodore. -It's Toby, actually. Or Tobias.

If Jim's the first human Trollhunter, like you said,

then who or what was the Trollhunter before him?

The glorious mantle has been passed from troll to troll for hundreds of years.

So, the previous Trollhunter, what, retired?

Was felled.

-Felled? -Means killed.

Turned to stone and smashed.

Kanjigar the Courageous was his name.

Brutally slain by a ruthless troll named Bular.

Don't worry, dude. This Bular guy probably just got lucky.

The evidence does not suggest that. Bular is a formidable opponent.

Then the other guy, he was just off his game or something, right?

Doubtful. Kanjigar was perhaps the most alert and able of all the Trollhunters.

But not the best, I'm betting.

Oh, the very best. Many songs and sagas have been written about him.

Uh, I think what my friend here is a little worried about is, if this--

Bular.

Yeah, I got it. If Bular could defeat Kanjigar--

Smash to pieces.

Then what's going to happen to Jim?

A most appropriate, if troubling, query, Tom.

Tobias.

Of course, we would never expect Master Jim to engage in battle

without the proper training. Not at all.

See? Nothing to worry about. How long does the training normally take?

Oh...

Decades.

And... how long do I have?

-A day or two. -[moans]

-[knock on door] -[Jim's mother] Jim,

I have medicine and ginger ale. Come on out.

I'm fine. Really.

I'm a doctor. I'm going to treat my own son.

-[Jim] I just need a little privacy. -You're worrying me. Oh.

I'm coming in.

Ooh! See? All good. [chuckles]

-[toilet flushing] -Huh. Okay.

[inhales deeply]

Stop sniffing me, giant troll dude.

Smell like cat.

[car drives away]

Ow!

Your cave, too small.

So, Master Jim, are you ready?

We should begin your training immediately.

-Uh, it's a school night. -I assure you, the relevance escapes me.

I'm 15. I have to stay home and, uh, study and stuff. Do homework?

-I can't be out, you know, trollhunting. -Because?

Well, the whole "getting killed by a vicious troll named Bular"

might be a dealbreaker.

-Dude! He eats VHS's! -[belches]

Dealbreaker?

I don't want to die.

Goodness gracious! Who does?

Maybe you should take this back.

The amulet called to you, Master Jim.

It chose you. It is your...

Please, don't say "destiny."

-...sacred obligation. -Or that.

You cannot refuse it. You cannot give it back. It is yours until you die.

And I would like to get a little further past puberty before that happens.

Master Jim, you are now responsible for the protection of two worlds,

human and troll alike.

If you do not keep the balance,

evil trolls like Bular will come into yours and wreak havoc.

You're saying this Bular could hurt people?

Like you.

-Not helping! -What's he talking about?

With the amulet now in your possession, Bular will seek you out,

and you will face him, one way or another.

Maybe what Jim needs is a little time to process all of this.

You know, you laid a lot of heavy stuff on him tonight.

Fine, fine. We shall return tomorrow then, to begin your training.

Awesome sauce.

-For the road, big guy. -VHS.

Moral Weapons Five and Six.

Ow!

Master Jim, if I may... Destiny is a gift.

Some go their entire lives living existences of quiet desperation,

never learning the truth

that what feels as though a burden pushing down upon our shoulders

is actually a sense of purpose that lifts us to greater heights.

Never forget that fear is but the precursor to valor,

that to strive and triumph in the face of fear

is what it means to be a hero.

Don't think, Master Jim.

Become.

Would you at least consider?

Whoa!

They're pretty stealthy. How's that? I bought you a night.

-A night? -Dude...

you're the one who's always talking about wanting adventure and something more.

Well, wish granted. Hmm. So, trolls are a thing. Who knew?

[locks door]

So, what did you decide?

That if anyone finds out what happened in my kitchen last night,

we'll both be committed.

I meant about kicking Steve's butt.

-Give up the dream, Tobes. -[amulet dings]

Does this thing run on batteries?

[school bell rings]

What's it doing?

How should I know? It didn't come with a manual.

Does it feel like you're going to, you know, change?

Oh, no!

We've got to get you someplace that's not out here!

So cool!

Okay. Why did it do that?

[Strickler] Jim? Jim, are you in here?

-Keep him out of here. -How?

Just go!

Fine!

Oh! Hey, Mr. Strickler!

Ah, Toby. Have you seen Jim? I believe he came in here.

Yeah, he, um... he's having some issues, you know?

Taco Tuesday. Vicious.

I think he could probably use some time alone.

Jim, I don't believe that's appropriate school attire. Do you?

Oh, yeah. This. Huh. Funny story about this. It's, uh...

for Romeo and Juliet.

Yeah! It's for the tryouts.

Yes! The tryouts for Romeo and Juliet.

Jim's going to totally smoke those auditions.

I mean, look at his costume. It's so realistic.

What happened to the chess club?

Oh, uh... [stammers] I'm doing that, too, apparently.

-Hmm, well, you'd better hurry, then. -What?

I believe auditions end in five minutes.

[Claire] "Give me my Romeo.

And when he shall die, take him and cut him out in little stars,

and he will make the face of heaven so fine

that all of the world will be in love with night."

-[people clap] -[girl] Wow.

It would have been easier to tell him that I'm a Trollhunter.

-I don't even know the play. -Thank you, Ms. Nunez.

[people murmuring]

-John? -Um, Jim.

And here I thought you didn't like Shakespeare.

Oh, no, he's my favorite. I totally love him.

That costume is incredible. Did you make it?

No. He found a magical amulet that makes it.

[chuckles] You're funny.

[chuckles] Yeah, you're a real comedian, aren't you?

-[woman] Next! -I think that's your cue.

-Break a leg. -I'd prefer that.

-[coughing] -[people murmuring]

-[coughing] -[chuckles]

Who are you?

James Lake Junior.

And what are you trying out for?

Uh, Romeo.

Well, we are all ears.

[girl whispers] Whoa. What's he wearing?

Uh...

"Destiny..."

[takes deep breath]

"Destiny is...

-a gift." -[amulet dings]

"Some go their entire lives

living an existence of quiet desperation,

never learning the truth

that what feels as though a burden pushing down upon our shoulders..."

[people gasp]

"...is actually the sense of purpose that lifts us to greater heights.

Never forget that fear is but the precursor to valor."

He's good.

"That to strive and triumph in the face of fear

is what it means to be a hero.

Don't think."

[gasps]

"Become."

Oh, my.

-Wow. -Wow.

Um, thank you.

[groans]

Jim, that was remarkable.

Really? I didn't even think. I just sort of said it.

[laughs] That's acting!

-[car horn honks] -[bell clangs]

Dude! That was amazing! You were amazing! I'm amazed at how amazing you were!

-I can't believe that that just happened. -[high-pitched beeping]

And did you see how the chiquita was looking at you?

-Your armor totally did you a favor! -I'm still getting the hang of it.

The multi-eye guy said it reacts to your emotional state.

[grunts] The armor turns on when you're in distress.

But I wasn't in distress back at school.

-[gasps] -But I am now.

[growls] Trollhunter. Merlin's Creation...

Gunmar's Bane.

I think he's talking to you.

[roars]

Look! He's afraid of the sun.

[Toby] Not for long!

The amulet! Surrender it and I will give you a speedy death.

Doesn't know how to negotiate, this guy. Go, go, go!

[Toby screams]

[growls]

[growls]

Armor up, armor up, armor up! Please, now! Faster!

Okay. "For the glory of Merlin, Daylight is mine to command."

It's not working!

[growls]

"For the glory of Merlin, Daylight is mine to command."

Seriously, it's mine to command. I'm commanding here!

Centuries of Trollhunters,

and I will have killed two in almost as many days.

He's good at math!

Go, go, go!

[Bular grunts]

Flying truck!

[Toby] Incoming!

-[Bular grunts] -[Toby screams]

[Jim pants]

I'll flay the flesh from your bones!

I like my bones the way they are. Thanks!

-[growls] -[Toby screams]

Head down Delancey!

-Behind Stuart Electronics! -You know I can't fit there!

-You can fit! -I can't!

You've been on a diet, remember?

[growls]

I can't fit. I can't fit.

I can fit. I can fit! I can fit! I'm fitting! Yay, diet!

[roars]

[Toby wheezing] Catch... my breath.

Look at me, look at me. We're not dead, right?

[laughing] Master Jim! Ha-ha!

Bular's trying to kill us! He chased us all over town!

And you're still alive. I knew you had potential, Master Jim.

You have a sweet voice, but you bring death with you!

You guys can fight him, right?

[both laugh]

I could not hope to possess the skill to defeat Bular.

-What about him? He's big. -Pacifist.

-Seriously? -Man, such a waste of a hulking brute.

Thank you.

This is why there is a Trollhunter, Master Jim.

Aaarrrgghh renounced the violent path ages ago.

[growls]

Follow me! We'll be safe in Heartstone Trollmarket!

-[Blinky whimpers] -[Toby shrieks]

[Bular growls]

Yes! I knew it!

Oh, no!

[screams]

Master Jim! Don your armor!

I've been trying! The amulet won't listen to me!

Did you speak the incantation?

I've been incanting the crap out of it, and it's not working!

Just focus and incant, dude!

[tires screech]

[growls]

Uh, "For the glory of Merlin, Daylight is mine to command."

"For the glory of Merlin, Daylight is mine to command."

"For the glory of Merlin, Daylight is mine to command."

[yells]

[grunting]

[Bular roars]

[roars]

Uh... nope.

[pants]

-[roars] -Whoa!

Use your sword, Master Jim!

I'll drink your blood out of a goblet made of your skull!

Cut him like a meatloaf, Jim!

[grunts]

[grunts]

[roars]

We must work quickly. Open the portal!

The Horngazel!

Whoa.

Master Jim! Master Jim, come on!

I'm a little busy here.

You are not fit to wield the amulet.

I'll tear the armor off you! Along with your skin!

[grunts]

[whimpers]

[growls]

[grunts]

Come on, come on! Let's go, Jim! Oh, no!

[yells]

Oh, no! Whoa!

[screams]

[grunts]

[both whimpering]

He nearly... We nearly... He almost...

Almost what? Speak, Master Jim.

He almost killed us!

"Almost"! A very important word. A life of "almost" is a life of never.

Why'd the armor suddenly shut off?

Master Jim, you are the first human to possess an amulet crafted for trolls.

It's to be expected its behavior will be... unexpected.

This way, Masters. This way.

Whoa!

Are you sure we're safe in here?

Indeed. The incantation forbids entry to Heartstone Trollmarket

by GummGumms such as Bular, for they are the most fearsome of trolls.

-"GummGumms"? -Scary ones.

Okay, wait, wait. So, Bular can't get in here, right?

-Into Heartstone Trollmarket? -No, Master Jim.

-Whoa. -Wow.

This is the world you are bound to protect.

This is Heartstone Trollmarket!