Original subtitles

♪ Warriors for Hire are here ♪

♪ Mighty Magiswords ♪

♪ It's the name and career ♪

♪ Mighty Magiswords ♪

♪ For sleuthing siblings who quest ♪

♪ Mighty Magiswords ♪

♪ Which is what they do best ♪

♪ Mighty Magiswords ♪

♪ They have special tools ♪

♪ For which they are fools ♪

♪ These guys lose their mind when they collect and find ♪

♪ The Mighty Magi...swords ♪

♪♪

Announcer: At the edge of Rhyboflaven! Outdoorsy!

I can't believe Fud is gonna pay us triple her normal rate!

All this hullabaloo over truffle ants?

I remember the summer they invaded the farm back home.

Their hive was in an old Ogallala tree if I recall.

Luckily, such events have prepared us for this mission.

Over there yonder lies an Ogallala tree.

Oh, my! How marvelously convenient.

And with the assistance of...

Announcer: Oinkus Oinkus Magisword!

[ Squeals ] Both: Let's go!

Hi, there, other us!

Ugh!

No, Nohyas, you're not us.

We're not you! Quite right.

And you're quite wrong, Nohyas.

Bonjour, autre moi.

Ugh. Myself and my real brother

have some truffle ants to sniff out,

so no time for this tomfoolery.

Goodbye.

Yeah, what my real sister said.

Well, that got out of hand fast.

Oui, oui. This calls

for a do-over.

Announcer: Selective Memory Magisword!

No-yeah!

Och. The nerve of him.

[ Both groan ]

What just happened? How did we get here?

Hey, sis. Where did you come from?

Hi, there, other us.

Ugh! No, Nohyas, you're not us!

We're us, not you!

Quite right, and you're quite wrong.

Oh, déjà vu. Handbre: Déjà vu.

Ha, ha. We sure are a laugh riot, us.

We just said those things a second ago to ourselves, we did.

Prohyas, I'm scared. Me too, sis.

Also, what's up with Nohyas' magisword?

Funny I should ask, me.

It's our Selective Memory Magisword.

I just used it to erase the memory

of that awkward talk we just had.

What?! That's terrible!

That's just too much power for one person.

Good thing I'm two persons, us.

Nohyas, you keep that sword away from us.

I don't want to forget anything else.

Oh, you mean like the other times

I made us all forget stuff?

Both: What?!

Like the first time we met. We sure were cute back then.

As in when we were kids?

We remember it like it was just yesterday.

Both: No, we don't!

Announcer: The first time! [ Crows ]

How ya doing over there, sis?

Quite well, brother. Back, back!

That's right. You better run!

Nohyas: Ow! Huh?

Both: Whoa!

Are you okay? I think so.

Hey, you're me!

No way. You're me!

No, you're me!

This is confusing.

Je suis d'accord!

I think it's cool. Want to play, other me?

No-yeah! No-oui!

[ Laughter ]

Rapid spritz!

Look what my sword can do.

Way cool! Look at what my sword can do!

No-yeah!

[ Both groan ]

Gah! Whoa!

You're doing it wrong, buddy.

[ Grunts ]

You gotta swing it with purpose, like this.

No-yeah!

Wow! That tomato was really spicy.

Now, kids, I told you to do chores, not cook tomatoes.

Hot broccoli nuggets! The barn's on fire!

Quick, Prohyas, use the Dolphin Magiswor-- Huh?

It wasn't us. It was them!

Ain't that right, Handbre. Ne me regarde pas!

Oh, my gosh. It's the Pod People!

They're replacing the children and trying to burn the evidence.

Wow! This isn't going well at all!

[ All groan ] See you guys next time!

You're kidding. What were you doing in our broccoli patch?

You caused the fire?

I thought it was me this whole time.

I -- All that therapy was for nothing?!

And that's not the only time.

How about when we were all in school together?

Both: What? I was the new kid.

Announcer: Before Vambre and Prohyas

became Warriors for Hire, they went to school --

a rough and tumble school for adventurers!

Mighty Magiswords! Adventure Academy!

Class, kindly close your mouth holes and listen up.

Buhgok! We have a new student.

Buh! Introduce yourself, son.

Buhgok, buhgok! No-yeah!

This would be Nohyas.

He's gonna be a permanent addition to the class,

so be nice, ya little spirit breakers.

Buhgok, buhgok! Nohyas,

you can sit your keister

right next to Vambre and -- Oh, dang it. Where's Prohyas?

Whee! Made it!

Och! Put that magisword away.

Might need to hang you out to dry later.

Sock humor, y'all. Wink.

Sock it to ya. No-yeah!

Aah! Who is this guy? Why does he look like me?

That's because I am you.

I-Is anyone else weirded out?

Am I the only one? Buh.

What he said, y'all. Now, class, it's time

for a very important lesson in honesty.

With the horseshoe of learning, I present to y'all,

"How to Create a Truth Serum."

Here we see Sir Liesalott, a notorious fibby.

I'm Phibby! Don't you know

what a homophone is?

Sure. I got one of those.

I do weep for your generation, son.

Bock.

Sir Liesalott likes to go around spouting

various examples of claptrap, folderol,

balderdash, and other such bunkum.

All: Huh? He lies a lot, y'all.

All: Oh!

Sir Liesalo I was a runway model.

I found the lost treasure of Keelhaul Cove.

I'm the Limburger baby.

Cyrus: The only way to determine what's fact

and what's fallacy is with a truth serum.

To do this, you need to brush his teeth

with some Truth Paste, which you can make

and administer by following these three easy steps.

One -- go in the kitchen and mix up the saliva

from an honest ape, dandruff flakes from the legs

of a Jimmy Cricket... Cricket: My name's Jimmy.

...and the fruit of a chopped-down cherry tree.

Two -- put a dollop of paste on the toothbrush.

Three -- brush the teeth of the person

whose choppers tell nothing but whoppers.

Immediately, your subject will terminate

the tall tales and offer up honest information.

Sir Liesalo I make up stuff about myself

because I want people to like me.

Please turn your attention to the Proscenium Pirouette.

Nohyas: Oh! A woody round object!

Who is prepared to be brutally honest?

How about you, slander-socks?

Fabrication feet. Ha!

You too, New-hyas. No-yeah!

The first to whip up the Truth Paste

and brush the other's teeth with it, gets an "A" for the day.

Begin to concoct at the sound of the squawk!

Three, two, one! Bock!

All: Ew!

I'm Jimmy!

Announcer: Toothbrush Magisword!

Whoa, oh!

Mm. Huh? Ptew!

I have no idea who you are or why you're here,

but you are no way me!

[ Mumbles ]

But I 100% believe that I am you.

You must need more Truth Paste.

Nope! Nope, nope! Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope!

Handsome Jerk! Blue-haired beauty!

Derby-owner! Broccoli farmer!

Mustache-haver!

[ all gasp ]

Ptew! My accent isn't real.

Sometimes I blow stuff up on purpose.

I collect Piggie Pie Jones toys.

I let Morbidia take credit for all my ideas.

I don't know what this triangle does.

I don't know what that triangle does, either.

I'm a bear named Neddy.

I literally count the days until retirement.

Bockbock! [ Whistles ]

Ah, monkey chunks.

Today's lesson was fighting liars, not cheaters.

Magisword use is strictly against the rule.

Hey!

Bunky! Buhgok!

I cannot tell a lie. I hate that stinking cabinet!

What'd ya do that for?

I completely followed your instructions.

You gotta learn the rules before you brea--

Hey, where'd the other one go?

Nohyas: Well, this didn't really go that well, either.

I'll give it a try some other time.

No-yeah!

Prohyas, Vambre, congrats to you both

for being on time for class for the first time ever!

Now, class, here we see Sir Liesalott,

a notorious fibby. I'm Phibby!

So that's what happened to my Toothbrush Magisword.

I don't suppose that was the last time you used it, either.

[ Chuckles ] Nope. There was that time last year outside

that big doopy dragon's cave.

Both: Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!

[ Blink! ]

Can we have that sword?

Huh?

Yeah, yeah, okay. Both: Mine!

Got it! [ Grunts ]

Announcer: Boulder Magisword!

Both: Aw!

I think I just saw myself and my sister

run into this cave.

Announcer: Jackhammer Magisword!

No-yeah!

Thank you for the assistance, noble --

[ Coughs ]

No-- Nohyas?

Yep, Nohyas -- that's me.

Prohyas, check-check it.

This bloke looks astonishingly like you.

Wow! That's a mighty manly mustache you have there,

not to mention the stylish derby.

I couldn't have said that better myself.

And you did. No-yeah!

Huh. Okay? Hi, I'm Prug.

You want to join us in the hide-and-seek game

we're starting? Actually,

we'll have to take

a rain check on that game, Prug,

but thanks so much for the boss Boulder Magisword.

So nice meeting you as well, Nohyas.

See you around town, new buds.

I can't wait to tell my little brother Grup.

Maybe they'll be his buds, too.

That sounds great, but it turns out I'm evil.

So I'm gonna make 'em forget all about you and just remember me.

What a nice couple of guys.

Yes, that charming Nohyas fellow and --

Um, uh...

Was there another person there?

Nah, it was just Nohyas. Like I said, what a nice guy.

I'm sure he won't cause anybody around here any trouble.

[ Rattle! ]

There's more, isn't there?

Yep!

♪♪

Och! Finally we can be on our way.

Halt!

Both: Aah!

Not only am I you, I'm both of you.

Hello!

Nohyas, seriously? What is --

This is Handbre. Comment t'allez vous?

Oh, come on! No, it's not bad.

Not bad? That's the doopiest thing

in the long history of doopiness!

Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, brother.

Mais oui! Come, Handbre,

let's mill about

and paint the town red.

Moulin Rouge!

[ Camera shutter clicking ]

♪♪

I know. Let's get manicures.

Tres belle. Bored now.

This is more us than I can handle.

Vambre, who -- who are you talking to?

Um, no one, I suppose.

My sister, the loon.

I am not crazy!

Are you sure about that?!

Shut your frontal lobe!

[ Whistle! ] And there's the time

we were all like Handbre.

Hi, Prohyas and Vambre.

Hi, Nohyas and Handbre.

Look what Handbre made.

Finger sandwiches.

All: Yay!

Bon appétit. Whoops!

Looks like I'm all thumbs.

[ Laughter ]

And then there's the time we were all blocky.

S'up, guys?

Halt. Ow!

[ Sighs ]

No-yeah!

No-yeah!

Both: Super Teamwork Combo!

Crust-Ocean!

No-yeah!

Announcer: Brick Magisword!

And then there's the time we were

the Adventurers of the Atmosphere!

I'm Prohyas, Warrior of Lyvsheria

and defender of the secrets of Castle Rhyboflaven.

This is Grup, my doopy duder.

No!

Awesome-sauce secret powers were revealed to me

the day I held aloft my Magisword and said...

In the name of the Warrior!

I have best plan!

Hiss! Grup became the

Mighty Battle Grup,

and I because Prohyas, the most manly warrior in the universe!

Only a few others share this secret.

My sister, Vambre.

Actually, I'm more powerful.

Noville at Arms, and, um, Witchy Simone.

Together, we defend Lyvsheria from the evil forces of Nohyas.

[ Laughs ]

Prohyas.

You're making this stuff up, aren't you?

Some of it! Nohyas,

tomfoolery is thy name.

But why?! So you'll be

my friend!

I make up stuff about myself

because I want people to like me.

Is it working? Both: No.

Oh, that's too bad.

I guess I'll have to erase

all your memories of me again

and start over. No-yeah!

All the nopes!

Prohyas, we've got to get that Magisword away from him.

I only have one idea. If it doesn't work,

well, it was nice knowing ya, sis.

Wait! Prohyas, what are you doing?

Announcer: Pencil Magisword!

Since I'm you, all you. Magiswords belong to me!

Oh, you're right. Here ya go.

Why have you never tried that before?!

Um, didn't want to enable, ya know.

So, should we wipe his memories clear back

to his potty-training days?

No, no, no.

That would make us just as bad as him.

Besides, I have a better idea.

Announcer: Paper Bag Magisword!

Ker-bag!

Oh, hello. Hey, man.

There. That'll keep him busy for, uh, ever.

[ Sighs ] Let's get those truffles for Fud and get home.

I'm Nohyas. Who are you?

I'm Baghyas, man.

And say, who's that saucy

little number on your left arm?

That's my sister, Handbre.

Enchanté! Charmed,

my opposable beauty.

Would you be offended if I asked you for your digits?

[ Giggles ] Tres drôle. Embrasse-moi.

[ Smooching ]

Well, this just got awkward.

♪♪