De eerste 200 regels.
The boy never knew his parents.
But was lucky enough to be raised by his grandparents.
They were the best of friends
and worked in the lighthouse of River's End.
But it was no ordinary lighthouse.
Every night, Grandad turned on the light
to ward off a darkness from another world.
The Huntsman.
Legend said if ever the lighthouse light went out,
the Huntsman would enter the river
looking for Spirit Deer adorned with magical antlers.
Their antlers made the water flow
and let life grow.
And if the Huntsman took the magical antlers,
the rivers would dry up.
But,
for now, the lighthouse shines,
water flows,
and we all celebrate our river
with dance.
Oh.
Are you okay?
Good luck.
The around-the-world hook-a-roo for the win!
Oh, Liam!
- Good shot. - Thanks, Keegan.
- Stop! - Uh, oh.
Leg it, lads.
Boys! You hit the cat!
Oh, I'm not very good at DJing. You're gonna be a legend after this party.
Thanks, Margo.
Can I get a high five?
Oh, slightly missed it there. Yeah, okay.
Don't screw up.
Joking!
But sort of in that way that I'm not joking, you know?
Okay, have a good day!
Well, well, well, look who it is.
I came as fast as I could.
Heavy traffic, woman.
Traffic?
Cheeky.
Just like your grandad.
The old fart will never admit it,
but he could use a little more help!
He's not as young as he used to be.
Hey!
I heard that.
He can hear when he wants to.
Which bit did you hear?
The old fart or the help?
I'll show you an old fart!
For your information, I've aged like a fine leather wallet.
Now, if I could only find it, I'd be a richer man too.
He's as mad as a box of frogs.
But he's hot.
Gross.
See you both back at the cottage for supper.
Love you, me boyos.
Hoo-hoo!
Hey, Grandad.
Hey there, Mr. Hotshot DJ.
What other records did you get for the St. Paddy's Day party?
Ready for a sneak preview?
My dancing slippers can hardly wait.
Here we go now.
Oh yeah!
Oh, yes. This brings me back.
Ooh.
My back.
Oof, I'll feel that one in the morning.
Ah, now. Ah.
Oh, cool.
We can use that for the Huntsman in our paper theater.
Oh, now, that's pretty fat.
It's all brawn.
He needs to carry those antlers.
The Huntsman must never get to those deer, Keegan.
Their dance keeps the rivers flowing.
Think about it.
Without the rivers,
no more life.
No more dance.
This is the one you must stop.
Luckily, it's just a legend.
Huh?
He's very real.
He's darkness,
and our magic light is the only thing that can stop him.
Our light stops him?
I thought we just keep ships from crashing into the rocks.
That's just an added bonus.
Now then, what do you say we light this house up, hey, bucko?
Let's do it.
Race you up the stairs!
Right. Up the stairs we go. Here we go.
There you go.
Are you okay?
Just wrecked from all that dancing is all.
And drumroll, please.
The tradition of warding off darkness for another night.
- Easy, Grandad. - I'm fine. Stop that now.
I'll just take a quick break.
You know, I was thinking,
why don't we automate this place?
It'd save so much time.
Where's the sport in that?
You don't automate your music, do you?
You prefer the spirit in the vintage vinyl.
Same here.
We're more alike than you know.
You always say that, Grandad.
Now, relax.
I can clean up on my own.
Hey, Grandad, are you all right?
Grandad?
Grandad.
I never got to say goodbye.
Do not mourn the man.
Celebrate the life.
Celebrate him with dance.
He would have loved this.
It was our favorite dance.
Your grandad is a tough act to follow.
Fastest feet I ever saw.
He was a legendary dancer.
He was unmatched on the hurling field.
He kept our seas and town safe.
You will too.
We're all counting on you to carry on his traditions.
What do you say we light this house up, hey, bucko?
No. The Huntsman is just another one of your stories.
Stupid lighthouse!
Stupid traditions!
Stupid everything!
Get back here, you!
Pick it up!
Come on, boys!
Hey, Keegan.
Hey, Liam.
Big hurling game this weekend. You in, little man?
Maybe another time.
Thanks anyway.
Okay. No problem, Keegan.
Hang in there, pal.
Hey, Keeg.
Hi, Moya.
Meet you at the waterfall at high noon.
High noon?
Big things always happen at high noon.
It'll be worth it, I promise.
Oh my bananas!
- I... - What?
- I... - What?
- Wait, let me take my headphones off. - I don't want to be the DJ!
There's no need to shout.
I don't want to be the DJ tonight.
Oh, no.
Oh, aren't you gonna give the people what they want?
They all want you to DJ.
They be like, "Keegan!" "Keegan!"
"Keegan!"
- It's all different now. - Oh.
Yeah. Come here.
It's okay, I… I understand.
You do?
Yeah, 'course I do.
Listen, I'll try to find someone else to fill in.
You should just go and… take a walk.
Go out and get some fresh country air into your lungs.
Walk?
To where?
I don't know.
Wherever the river leads you.
That was my Gandalf impression.
What's so funny?
I was just remembering this time I was having a really rotten day,
and your grandad took me to get some sweets and he…
Eugh. And he did this.
And that…
Oh, it's too funny.
Oh!
Oh, actually that… That one is actually stuck up my…
Oh!
- Suppose you don't wanna eat that now? - Ew!
No. Me neither. Hmm.
Hey! Did you know sweets solve all problems?
It's true. It's scientifically proven. Unless you're a dentist,
and then they are very much against that as a problem-solving technique.
Well, whaddaya say we drop by Sammie's Sugar Shack?
Yeah!
Huh?
Huh? Hey!
Oh!
Oh.
Eugh.
Oh!
Hey, give me those back.
Whoa!
Ha!
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