All language subtitles for Leeli_and_the_Dragon_Song___S1_E1___The_Wingfeather_Saga___Full_Episode(720p)

Whoa,

the bumpy dick toad.

Stabish elbows.

Exceedingly hot behind your part.

Gum, gulp, and swallow anything it can
catch. Whoa!

Never knew a dig toad would be that big.

A basil dove.

Cute, wary look in the eye.

Stenchy.

that thing? The toothy cow. It uses its
long tail to distract its prey with its

bouncing. Yeah, its toothiness is
hideous and most dreadfully deadly.

And its bulbous eyes disorient hapless
travelers with its crazed and malicious

gleam.

Malicious gleam? Does that mean you can
eat it?

Yuck!

stuck up here for the rest of our lives.

Wait, what did Toothy count?

Well, Pembroke's Creaturepedia says
they'll eat people.

Pricklethorns, Weeblins, Glipfruit.

Glipfruit? Glipfruit.

I'll throw it farther.

Whoa. You know how much trouble you'll
be in if you're caught with that? More

trouble than being trapped up in a tree
by a doofy cow.

Good point.

Just try to get it into the woods.

No.

You better leave the bow.

Lily girl, how about something with a
little more giddy -up?

Like a pirate chanting?

Maybe the one about Squid Valley the
Wild?

Aye, that's perfect.

Uh -oh.

I'm going to get Samworth Wraps.

Oh, for the last time, I have anything.

Straight off the cliff. A lot of them.
Grandpa.

Fine. I'll let them live.

Barely. I'll help you bag them.

I don't know what I'd do without you.

Missed one.

Not with you around, we didn't. I'd love
to have an actual potato harvest this

year. I hope you get all of them this
time.

We will, Mama.

Up, boys.

You're on dinner duty. Okay, super
tasty. All right, we'll go wash up.

Got him.

For what we receive from the maker, may
we be truly grateful.

We are.

Let's eat.

Buzzard Willie says he spotted a toothy
cow room in the forest edge.

You boys keep a keen eye out.

Yes, sir.

Everyone excited for the festival
tomorrow? Dragon Day. I can't wait for

Sacky Tack races.

And Handy Ball. I can't wait to hear the
dragons sing.

Their songs make me feel so...

Dragon Song's filled people with many
feelings, sweetie. A lot of hubbub over

nothing, Dragon State.

Jenner, did you return it like I asked?
Well, I meant to.

It's all right, lad.

I'll deal with him.

You, Igby.

Helmer, Igby.

are my kin.

You didn't turn in the hacker.

Second weapon's violation,

you sleaze.

Apologies, masters.

One weapon, formerly known as a garden
hoe.

I'd love to slap shacks on you, but then
Slarby'd have to drag that belly band

to jail.

He's a real plumber, all right.

You lose tool boy privileges for a
month, another violation, and it's the

carriage for you.

Scribble your name.

Don't hurt him! I'll show you a real
pair of visors.

Anything else?

Master Fang.

Slard, leave the big piggies in their
filthy muck.

Rand Blaggis now.

I bet that I'll win the blue ribbon
tomorrow in the Hop Hop Squat Hop Run

I wonder what weird creatures the
Menagerie Master will have this year.

Maybe he'll have baby Nick Buzzards.

And after I win, I'm gonna eat a whole
gumpkin pie. You do remember there's a

limit to sweets, right? Not on Dragon
Day there isn't. We can do whatever we

want. Not whatever, Kelmar.

Here are your outfits.

Mom, I can't even run in those.

Please, not the vest.

Everyone dresses up for Dragon Day.

I like the vest.

You just want Sarah Cobbler to see you
looking all fancy.

Oh, will she be there?

Dragon Day may be a day when folks try
to forget about fangs.

But it doesn't mean the fangs forget
about us. Have fun, but no shenanigans.

Remember,

you're responsible for Lily and Tink
tomorrow.

I know.

Can't I ever have a dragon do just to
myself?

Hey, someday.

But then, maybe you'll miss it.

Good night, boys.

First thing I'm getting is blueberry
gooey balls.

Lots of them. Maybe they'll have plum
and fluffins again.

First thing we'll do is return these to
books and crannies. I am not lugging

them around all day. Right, because we
really need more practice returning

things. Like garden hose?

Ink, don't. Does it have to be next to
me?

We'll all be smelling it.

What are the rules when you're in town?

Dig together.

Be polite.

When things are bad, stay out of sight.

Now can we go? Yes, we can go.

Just a moment.

Shiny.

That neck's silver, too.

But it was my grandmother.

So slimy. I mixed in a few more rat
tails than last time, and I dusted the

spider eggs with hog pig dandruff. Your
squirmy's got the most blumpery pop.

If you wasn't a people, I'd have most
liked...

business at the Gunkels. I'll find you
later on the green. Hey, good luck

keeping an eye on your brother.

Tank!

Oh, hey, Sarah.

Oh, happy Dragon Day.

Oh, I like your vest, Danner. And I like
your flowers, Lee.

How does it look? I think it looks
beautiful.

Don't you?

Um, great.

It looks great.

Volume 13, you got it? Oh, have you read
it?

No. I heard it has fire ivy in it,
though. I just got to that chapter. Did

know dragon mold can eat it? It doesn't
burn them? It's in Pembroke's

Creaturepedia. Janner memorized the
whole book.

I'll have to read that. Can we please...

Sing, Spiver, for the gentleman.

Oh, I say, chunchi.

So, Shaggy, what's the news?

News? Well, it's our ninth Dragon Day
under the slimy boots of these fangs.

And I'm feeling it in me creaky knees,
mostly.

Barely rolled out of bed this morning. I
meant news from the world.

Ah, I've heard things, Poto.

Dark things.

Dark how?

Dark like ships with black sails going
into the Foo Islands.

Dark like trolls on the move in the
Leonard Woodlands.

Heading north.

Rumour is Black Harris took three
children in Dogtown last month.

They're taking children now?

When does this nightmare end?

No one can fight the thing.

No one can?

Or no one will?

Well... I mean... It ends when someone
finds the spine to do something about

That's when. And where's your spine, old
-timer?

Keeping me upright.

Mr. Ateep!

Loozab! Loozab!

Oh, he eager breathed. He was so polite
and generous.

Want a race?

Oh, Jana, my boy, as the great poet and
not -so -great circus performer Adderley

Flameswallow said, I could maybe use
some help. Oh, well, I can come back

tomorrow. We're kind of in a hurry to
get to Dragon Day. Dragon Day, exactly.

I'm putting these books in the window to
sell to festival goers, all of them

about Sea Dragon. Do any of them say why
Dragon Song makes people act so... Odd,

silly, discombobulated? Oh, yeah.

Mayor Blaggis couldn't stop crying for a
week.

Oh, not only that. He was so deeply
moved by the song, he promised to never

again pick his nose in public.

I'm pretty sure that didn't work. He
made it almost five minutes.

Sadly, the mysteries of Dragonsong have
never been fully explained.

Ah, now, here's a rare copy of a
masterwork by Dimble the Chomped.

In it, he catalogues more than 720
distinct odours present in dragon

Burnt pudding, troll wax, thwap, burps.
Why is he called Dimble the Chump? My

boy, consider the necessary proximity of
Dimble's nose to the subjects of his

research, and let your imagination work
it out.

I'll see you soon, Mr. Bertie.

Ah, well, here we have Spawley Tortnow
says 1 ,001 things I was surprised to

a dragon eat.

I believe Dimble the Charmed was number
411.

Oh, well, as Klimby Bunting said,
goodbye then, my young informal

Peggy Feather, hello?

folk of Scree, welcome to Glipwood's
annual Dragon Day.

We are truly indebted to our brave and
magnanimous hosts whose presence here is

ever present.

I would particularly like to acknowledge
Commander Norn. Where is he?

There he is.

Thank you for your generosity in
allowing us this one day of...

Gladys' celebration and remembrance of
our storied history, up to and including

our liberation at the hands, uh, claws
of the Fangs, whose guidance and order

have forever changed our lives into
something so very, very different from

what they once were.

Well,

anyway, may I present a favorite of town
near and...

The one and only Armalyn the Bard.

My, don't you all look beautiful.

Well, most of you anyway.

Fangs are ugly.

Can you see

the half moon rising from the sea so...

Lies an island on the tide Where the
land was fair

and plenty And the queen was fairer
still

And she walked beside her noble king On
the

green of risen hill Did you see

I heard the carriage took your husband.

Why are you here?

I brought you a warm quilt and a fresh
loaf of butter bread.

Bread?

Polly, it's wrong that they took Tom.

This shouldn't happen.

I want you to know that you're not
alone.

Spark Powder, we've got enough to set
off a pop rocket. Whoa!

Come on!

Hey, Tink, give me another bite of that
berry bun.

Lily, stay here till I get back.

Tink!

You can't just run off.

They've got a pop rocket!

Really?

But we can't do anything to get in
trouble.

Then let's not get caught.

That's not what I meant. When you ran
off, I had to leave Lily alone listening

to the songs. What songs?

Lily?

Lily!

Hello, little princess.

Hi. I liked your song.

Why, thank you.

I like your dog.

It made me want to laugh and sing and
cry all at the same time.

Well, there can be a kind of magic in
music.

I don't think there's any magic in my
music.

What's your secret?

It's like that sometimes for me, too.

Other times, something happens,
something I can't explain.

Some songs can make you homesick, even
when you're right at home.

I'm so sorry.

Well, till we meet again, then.

Papa? Have you seen the children?

I'm sure Janner's got them.

I'm going to check Dunn's green.

Aye, that's surely where they'll be.

Me, I'm getting home, before I have to
listen to them dragons sing.

Where'd she go?

Listen.

Nugget.

Your bones are crowned.

Hey! Oh, okay.

Take it easy.

Skin those rumps alive.

Those piggies are igabees.

Igabees? Piggabees? I'm tossing them to
the dragons.

Try it. A normal flayer scales before
moonrise. Norm, don't give a rockroach

poop about any snot drippers.

Just in that the igabee man bakes the
best maggot loaf in Glipwood.

You come between that maggot loaf and
Norm's gut and he'll snap your fangs off

and feed them to you.

Now look at you, Private.

Ruined your duds with your own slobby
dribble. Go change your sodding uniform

and report for duty.

Scared by a googly and spewed himself
silly.

Wait till the troops hear about this
one.

Are you hurt? Mm -hmm. What about your
leg?

Nope. Can you believe we fought a fang?
We fought a fang!

Oh, we're in so much trouble.

Hey, look!

Whoa. Down there!

The dragon.

We have to get out of sight.

Now! We can't skip the dragons. It's the
best part. Mom put me in charge, and I

say we're going home.

Lily, what are you doing?

Oh.

Enough. It's time to go.

Now.

Now what in the great goblin grizzle
fins happened here? You should have seen

it. Lili kicked a fang. Then we all
fought him. I even got him with the

trick. And Lili can sing with sea
dragons. Dragons?

Now, slow your tongue, boy. What? Like
we talked about, Papa.

Batten the hatches.

Aye, batten the hatches.

Lily, get inside and help your ma.

Tink, close up the shutters.

Tanner, help me get some things from the
barn.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know what else to do.

You can't be two places at once.

You defended your sister and all three
of your home safe.

Tonight, that's all that matters.

What is it?

I heard them, Grandpa.

I heard a dragon speaking.

I understood the words.

How?

Speaking, eh?

Huh.

Come on. Let's get to work.

quiet out there.

What should we do, Papa?

The sea dragons will be gone south
tomorrow.

We lie low for a few days and hope that
the fangs go back to their muck.

Oi,

slar! Get up!

The Black Carriage is here.

We got a fresh batch of nasties to
process.

Dark in the deep Down beneath the earth
you go

Go, O Lord, and fast to sleep Fast to

sleep Fast to sleep

Dark, O Lord, in the deep

Raise the rock where you can fall.

Goodbye.