All language subtitles for Fruit_for_Zouzab___S1_E5___The_Wingfeather_Saga___Full_Episode(720p)

Bread for the nasty piggies.

What's wrong with a fat one?

Did we scare him to death?

Wakey, wakey.

I've half a mind. Don't flatter
yourself. You've got nowhere near that.

Behave yourself, old man.

I could make this painful for both of
you. Just having a bit of fun.

Go sleep it off.

You had me fooled, woman. I thought you
were just a pitiful soul hoping to keep

a brat out of the black carriage.

That's exactly what I am. If we need to
adjust the maggot loaf arrangement...

Maggot loaf won't save you.

Not when we know about the jewels of
Anira.

What? You really think my mother's old
trinkets are the jewels of Anira?

You know more than you're telling.

If we found these, we'll soon find the
rest.

That was all the jewelry I had.

Ah, perhaps those wee brats of yours
will have something more to squeal about

when we catch them. Those kids know
nothing about any jewels.

Then cut a deal while you can.

The Black Carrier comes for you tonight.

Nothing will stop that.

Tell me about the jewels.

Oh, keep your little secret, and the
Black Curlers will be taking your

away as well.

Lay a hand on those children and I'll
skin you like a snake.

At

least

they haven't found them.

Thank the Maker for that.

They'll have made it to Oscars by now.

Don't worry, Les.

He knows the plan.

That's not the plan.

Fangs will be hunting for you. I'm to
keep you hid till I can smuggle you out.

Fronius said the black carriage is
coming tonight. After that... We'll

Mama and Grandpa again.

It's true, Oscar.

If we have a move, we make it tonight.

But one can't just...

Stroll into a fang jail and spring the
prisoners.

Though we could lure the fangs out.

The cell is locked.

We could steal the keys.

There aren't enough of us. We could ask
our friends.

Right, Nugget?

In the words of Fripsky von Chigatron,
impossible things are seldom possible.

Especially this.

Wait! What if we did something like in
The Mildly Unpleasant Adventures of

Nearly Eleanor?

What? She lost three toes.

Four, if you count her thumb. Not that.
The part where the gunky wore Eleanor's

cloak and tossed berry buns from the
tower. It was plum -yums, but yes, the

groblins scurried from their hole and...
And swarmed the tower while Eleanor

snuck into their hole and stole back the
plotus.

I see your point, but I can't let you
kids set foot in that jail. As Colonel

Inkleboy said, no!

What I mean is, no, I can't let you.

I'll do it.

If someone's sneaking into the jail, it
should be me.

Ferenia, we'll need your cunning.

The Fangs have orders to arrest the Igby
kids on sight.

So we'll give them a sight.

Abominable. You scared me, Zuzab.

Fangs came calling on Mr.

Oscar today.

They what?

Well, that would explain the stench of
rot and mildew. What did they want?

Little ligaments.

But Zuzab said he had not seen Tink or
Tinksy's berries for three days.

So he thinks perhaps the children were
eaten by dragons.

Very good. I need to prepare the wagon
for another shipment.

More books from Dugtown?

Odds and ends, Zuzab. Odds and ends.

You three told you what.

Halt! Halt!

Crotch! Crotch! My name's Crotch. I see
a crotch and a girl with it. It's

them Ichabees. Get out here!

Be good, girl.

and we won't break all your bones.

Maybe got the few.

He's back here by now.

He must have seen something.

Maybe a fang patrol or a signal from
Frenia.

He'll be along soon.

We got you now.

Sorry, who are you looking for?

But won't be happy.

The guards are coming back.

We can't go in without Mr. Lateef. It'll
be too late.

He'll be too late.

We have to do it.

We can't go in alone.

Dink!

Let's go.

We shouldn't be in here.

Well, neither should Mom and Grandpa.

Can you help?

Have you lost your...

Get out of here. Go.

I love you, but go.

We will, once you're out.

Where in the world is Oscar?

Did he send you here on your own?

No, he was supposed to...

Can we talk about it after we've
escaped?

Fangs are on their way.

Right. Here we go.

Hi, Papi.

All right.

Stay close.

Many thanks.

You've saved me so much trouble.

Now you're all here together, ready to
take a midnight care drive, you

miserable... How did you know?

Oh, I have eyes and ears all around this
town.

Surprising what you can get for a bit of
nasty fruit.

Zuzap!

You beady -eyed scoundrel. I will twist
you into a carnival cart whirlycake.

Lock them up.

What were you thinking?

What? We had to do something.

Boys, why didn't you three stay hid like
you were told?

Farinia and Oscar helped us make a plan,
and it almost worked.

Except for the part where Tink ran right
into Norm's trap and I had to follow

him. Well, how is that my fault?

Tink, how are you untied?

Oh.

So, you picked up a trinket while you
were in Uncle Jelly, did you?

We went to get help for Sarah.

We thought the floored sword was there.

We'll talk about this later.

And can we also talk about why I had to
read the dusty sword to find out my

father's name was Esben Wingfeather?

Mind your tone, son.

Tank, cut us loose.

Why are we called Igby?

Because our name is Igby.

But... Your grandpa's family were
Igby's. They've lived around Glipwood

generations.

After your father died in the war, I
took up the name. Why?

I didn't want to draw any attention.

But why would... Quiet down in there.

You'll have plenty of time for a chat in
the black carriage.

Once they have us in the carriage, it'll
be too late.

Enough spilling of family secrets.

Right now we need a plan.

For what?

Well, to escape, of course.

We're still going to escape?

If we don't, it won't be for lack of
trying.

Pass me that blade, boy.

The thanks of swords and spears, though.

Sometimes all it takes is a wee pebble
to start an avalanche.

Your grandpa's been in tighter scrapes
than this.

Remember, ships and sharks.

There's always a way out. When the time
comes, crouch down, scoot back, and stay

out of grandpa's way.

Try to look upset.

I am upset.

A pity we have to break up such a cozy
little rat nest.

It's your last chance to bargain. Tell
me where all those pretty jewels are.

I say it's a fine day for a ride through
the country, eh, lads?

Run!

After them!

No!

Stop! If you strike him, I swear I will
take my secrets to the grave.

Nia, no.

Tell them nothing.

Protect each other. Hide if you can.

Thank you, dear.

Why, my thanks again.

All right, then.

Is anyone else hurt?

Where's Nugget?

Nugget!

Oh, no.

Where's Mr. Reteep?

Mr. Reteep, are you here?

Tink, run to the inn and fetch the
Schuster's.

Quickly now.

Oscar, can you hear us?

Zuzab, Zuzab tried to stop me from going
to the wagon.

We had a scuffle, and the creature
stabbed me. He betrayed us to Norm.

All right, old man.

Don't worry now. We'll take care of you.
No time.

The Ridge Runner whistled a message to
Fort Lamedron.

The whole garrison of fangs is coming.

You have to go.

Hide. Run.

Addy, can you look after Oscar? Of
course.

Thank you, old friend.

Heal fast.

Addy and Joel tend you.

Don't worry, young sir.

To paraphrase Vilmetta Oppenholm, my
middle section is likely to mend.

Goodbye, Mr. Reteep.

What's going on in there?

Oscar was stabbed by a traitor. That
ridgerunner, Zuzab.

Will he survive?

I expect.

He's tougher than a dried hen.

Why did you attack the Fangs? Exactly!

What were you thinking?

Iggabees will bring the whole Fang army
down on Cliffwood. If you'd gone in the

carriage, they'd have left the rest of
us alone. We can't fight the Fang army

ourselves. Enough!

We didn't mean for any of this to
happen.

But if you want to blame someone...

Blame Nag the Nameless.

Blame the Fangs.

There's nothing for it now but to run,
and fast.

We plan to be long gone before any of
these critters arrive.

I'm staying put.

No lizard's gonna run me from my home.

And vibes are free for all who stay.

I reckon you canna stay here.

You might never come back, then.

Aye. Gotta keep my young 'un safe.

Podo, I never told you proper. I'm sorry
I stole Myrna Beach Haller from you.

Oh, it's water over the falls, friend.

I'd like to give you this to make
amends.

Thanks, Willie.

Now go get you and yours to safety
before this storm breaks hard.

Same to you.

Make her keep watch.

Got you right out of town, old man.

You'd bring them right to me.

Everyone laughed, told me I was crazy.

Who's slapping now?

Don't hurt the boy. We'll give you
anything you want.

I want what's in that box.

And if I want to hurt the little toad,
I'll do that too.

None of your tricks, old man.

Set it down.

Slowly.

The Jew of Vanira.

We have to go!

Now!

Stout heart, lad.