Original subtitles

- He admires your tribe, so what?

- The Barbs have to know we were tracked.

- So what's it like to loose, crook boy?

- I didn't lose, I slipped.

- I'm worried about Sky.

I shouldn't have left him.

(haunting music)

- Authorities are appealing for calm

throughout the evacuation process.

♪ The spirit of the tribe is yours and mine ♪

(gentle music)

- Morning.

- Is Sky back?

- [Leanne] Something to eat?

- I'm not hungry.

- You have to eat something, Dan.

- Where do you think Sky is?

- He didn't come back last night.

Maybe the Warps got him, after his fight with Flame.

- No!

They didn't.

Sky's strong, Leanne, the strongest.

He saved the whole village.

- If he's that strong, I'm sure he'll be okay,

and so will you.

Now that Sky's passed the test, we can have the ceremony.

- What for?

- To welcome you into our tribe.

Then you can call yourself a real Barb.

- Oh no!

Naughty chickens!

You've escaped again!

Chick chick, chick chick, chick!

Chick, where are you?

Chick, chick chick, chick!

You can't hide from me.

Chick!

Chick chick!

Chick chick!

(ominous music)

(machinery whirring and clanking)

(clucking)

You won't get away from me!

(sighing)

- Sorry, Faygar.

You'd be surprised how hard they are to catch,

just when you think you've got 'em cornered.

- We're not in any corner.

Oh mighty Bray, guide me.

Show me the way.

(hawk screeching)

- What's all this stuff?

What's all this?

Weavers or something?

- I didn't lose!

I slipped.

- Out of my way, Shadow.

I'm here to see Flame.

- No can do.

Flame's orders.

He doesn't want to be seen, by anyone.

- I'm not just anyone.

Let me guess.

The raid didn't go as planned, is that it?

- Flame said no one needs to know.

- Tell me or I'll have him discard you.

Would you like that, Shadow?

I can see you as a Discard.

But if you can't, then you better tell me

what's wrong with Flame.

Let me pass!

- No!

- A bird?

What's that supposed to mean?

Who's this?

Machines?

(gasping)

- What if the Warps send out another raid party?

If Faygar's not back by sun-high,

I'm sending out a search party.

How could she be so reckless?

- I needed to be alone.

To speak with the ancestor.

- We were getting worried.

- What about Zora?

Have you decided?

- We've got to survive.

Bringing the Ants and the Barbs together

seems like the only way.

Bray understands.

- But will Zora?

- Only one way to find out.

(gentle music)

- Any news of Flame?

- Scram.

Go on, or I'll discard the lot of you.

- Something wrong, Harmony?

- Flame hasn't come out of his room all day.

He needs food.

Picked fresh this morning.

I want to hand it to him myself.

Personally.

- I'll take that.

Unless you want to be thrown into the stockades.

- Dream on, beast boy.

When I find out what happened last night,

you're the one who's gonna be in for it.

- I'll see that he gets it.

- I thought I made myself clear, didn't I?

I want to be left alone.

- Fruit?

Do you want me to leave, Flame?

- You're here now, aren't you?

So tell me.

What do you think?

- It's...

Well, it's, it's perfect?

- Tell me what you really think.

- Us Warps, we wear our cuts and bruises like trophies.

I would be proud to have a scratch like that.

If you're lucky, you might even get a scar.

- A scar?

On the face of Flame?

- Like the markings of a true warrior.

- How am I supposed to be a warrior

when the stranger escaped without punishment?

No, Shadow, this scar's for a loser,

so what's it doing on my face?

- Um...

(sighing)

(drumming)

- Many seasons ago, during the Great Wandering,

our ancestors met here, and under the shade

of this very tree, they created a new tribe, the Barbs.

(cheering)

- What did I miss?

- You're just in time.

- From that day on, each of us has stood

underneath its branches, promising to live

in harmony with nature.

The sacred tree is ageless.

It has seen many things, but it has always survived.

- Put your hand in.

- And with its strength and wisdom,

the sacred tree is the life of this very tribe.

Are you ready to share that life, Dan?

- Yes.

- Are you ready to live by nature's way, as a Barb?

- Yes.

- Then go on.

Touch the tree.

(cheering)

Dan, having touched the tree,

you are now reborn as a Barb.

(cheering)

A rope, to secure yourself.

An arrow, to fly faster than your prey.

A bow, to protect your tribe.

We welcome you as one of us.

(cheering)

- Maybe they got raided.

Taken by the Warps as slaves.

(whistling)

- Maybe not.

- Go on, try and stop me.

I dare you.

- What's going on here?

- Funny.

I was gonna ask you the same question.

- Didn't think I'd miss you becoming one of the Barbs,

did you, Dan?

The tribe will never be the same again.

Glad I didn't pass the test for nothing.

- He thought the Warps got you.

- No I didn't.

- There was nothing to worry about.

See, I'm safe.

- Congratulations, Dan.

Guess you're a real Barb now.

- Thanks.

- Yeah, I made you something.

- Thanks, Erin.

You staying?

- Hmmm, we'll see.

- Flame, today you have a scratch.

Tomorrow, half of the Privileged will be

walking around with scratches on their faces.

Or worse.

- What if it's a curse?

A sign of things to come?

- You're starting to sound like a Discard.

- Am I?

Then why was one of the Ant tribe

fighting alongside the Barbs last night?

- An Ant did that?

- No, an outsider did that.

Harmony, my enemies are growing.

- Locking yourself away in here isn't gonna help.

It makes you look weak, Flame.

- You're right.

Shadow?

- Master?

- Listen very carefully.

I want every Warp to search the land.

Whatever it takes, I want that stranger found.

- Just like that, you're gonna turn your back on your tribe?

- The Barbs are my tribe now, and,

and I wasn't turning my back.

I just feel more at home here.

- And what about Bray, or have you already forgotten

Faygar's teachings?

- You picking on our tribe, Omar?

- It's fine, Jag, I can handle it.

- What have you come to accuse us of now?

- Stealing.

(laughing)

Stealing our tribe members.

- Omar.

Dan made the choice for himself.

- Then he's a traitor.

- Go easy on him.

You can't decide his life, that's up to him.

- What do you know, outsider?

- Let's get one thing straight.

I think you both spell trouble.

Omar, you better have a good reason for coming here.

You too, Sky.

- Why have you come here, Faygar?

What do you want?

What's this?

- We found it in our village after the raid.

It's a sign of the Warps.

- So you came to say sorry?

The Barbs aren't guilty after all.

- I didn't come all this way just to say I'm sorry.

The Warps tricked us into thinking it was you.

They're getting stronger.

- You're scared, Faygar.

Is that it?

- They'll eventually attack you, Zora.

And by then it'll be too late.

- They already attacked us.

- Then you know what we're up against.

- But we did what the Ants couldn't.

We made the Warps run home.

- And what about next time, when there's more of them?

What then?

- What does your almighty Bray suggest we do, Faygar?

- How about we join forces, the Ants and the Barbs?

- Ha!

Our tribes will never get along.

We're too different.

- If we don't do this, Flame could take over everything.

He's already tried to divide us,

because he knows that together,

we're strong enough to take him on.

And maybe I am scared.

Scared of losing everything I've worked so hard for.

Scared of losing my tribe.

It's no longer about us, Zora, it's about the future.

(gentle music)

- [Sal] Still one chicken missing.

Where is she?

(clucking)

- Is it true?

Are you trying to get Zora to buy into your madness?

- Watch your step, Jag.

- Or what?

- Hello there, stranger.

- Faygar!

I suppose you've come to tell me how angry you are,

or that I let the tribe down, right?

- It's okay, Dan.

As long as you feel good in here,

then you've made the right decision.

If you've joined the Barbs, then it must be at Bray's will.

He has a plan for all of us.

- Zora, tell me what's going on.

Just say the word and I'll have them banished.

- Banished?

No!

- Enough with the fighting.

That's the real problem here.

Everybody's too busy fighting, tribe against tribe.

And what have we got to show for it?

- That the Barbs are stronger than the Ants.

- Pity your brain doesn't match your ego.

- Just remember where you're standing.

- You two are going to have to learn to get along.

Tonight the Barbs and the Ants will unite

to live side by side, in peace, not war.

From now on we will protect each other.

And who knows, in time we may even

come to respect each other.

- But I don't think--

- This isn't up for debate, Jag.

Accept it.

- [Sal] Don't ever try and run away again.

- We stopped the Warps last night, didn't we?

Without the Ants' help.

- I heard it was Sky who held off the attack.

- You should've spoken to me first, Zora.

- I'm the tribe leader, Jag, or have you forgotten?

I go by the choice I made.

You may not understand it now, but in time,

I hope you'll see.

Thanks for coming back, Sky.

It's good to see you.

We were worried.

It's just, whenever I say goodbye to you,

I'm not sure if it's gonna be for the last time.

- Nor am I.

- Join us, Sky, like Dan did.

Become a Barb.

Everyone needs a tribe.

- Not me.

- How long's it been since you called somewhere home?

- What I'm looking for is more important to me

than belonging to any tribe.

I'd like to stay, Zora, but only when I'm ready.

- Sky.

Whatever it is you're looking for,

I hope one day you find it.

(clucking)

- Seems like we caught them all.

- Now be good, chickens, and stay in there.

Look!

- What's to eat?

I'm starving.

- Oh no you don't.

You're not eating one mouthful

until you tell me what happened.

- We don't have time to explain, Cass.

The Ants must prepare.

- For what?

- The coming together of the Ants and Barbs.

- Oooh, not the smelly Barbs.

- See?

No one will even know.

- I'll know.

- Covering up the rumors, that's going to be the hard part.

- They're talking about me?

- They're always talking about you.

Flame, the Privileged need you.

Without your confidence, they feel weak and afraid.

Besides, they idolize you.

- Tell me something I don't know.

- All right, know this.

If they stop idolizing you, Flame,

you'll be a king without a kingdom.

Show them perfection, not weakness.

- What should I tell them?

That the raid was a failure?

That we returned with nothing, Harmony, nothing?

- It was Shadow.

He's the one to blame.

It was just lucky you were there to save him.

- I didn't.

- If you weren't by his side, the Barbs would have

captured Shadow for sure.

- You want me to lie?

- You've never had a problem with it before.

- And you want Shadow to take the blame.

- Shadow's job is to protect you.

- He won't like it.

- He doesn't have to.

Just go along with it.

Trust me.

(haunting music)

(hawk screeching)

- I hope this works.

- We have gathered here, the Barbs and the Ants,

not for a fight, but for peace.

- As the leaders of the Barbs and the Ants,

Faygar and I ask you to join together.

- Flame's warriors are growing stronger by the day.

His next attack could destroy both our tribes.

- The master's crazy about finding that stranger.

We'll get him.

He got away once, but he won't escape from Shadow, will he?

No one escapes from Shadow.

Who told you to come in?

This is my private room.

- Warps don't have any privacy, Shadow, only Privs.

- What do you want?

- From you, nothing.

It's Flame.

- Yeah?

- He wants to see you right away.

- What about?

- Haven't a clue.

He said right away.

- Ahhh.

Shadow.

Come in.

- You wanted to see me?

- I've got something very important

to talk to you about.

- What's that?

- First, have you had anything to eat?

- Eat?

- Yes.

You can't start the day without food.

Dig in.

- You sure?

- Shadow, eat.

- The Privileged don't care if you're a Barb or an Ant.

They see us all as slaves.

Our tribes may believe in different things,

but one thing they do share is our will to survive.

We can do it, but we can only do it together.

United, we will survive.

- United, we will survive.

- Friends, not enemies.

- Friends.

- [All] Friends!

- What do you say, Jag?

- I'd rather hug a Warp.

(haunting music)