Trollhunters: Tales of Arcadia

Aw...

Ooh! Chaka, chaka, chaka, chaka.

Check that baby out.

Vespa 300 GTS Super.

Single-cylinder catalyzed four-stroke Quasar engine. Hmm...

Can you imagine me going down the road on that?

Wind whipping through my hair, Claire holding tight to my back...

Me, cruising in the sidecar next to ya.

Oh. You imagined you and Claire alone, didn't you?

What are the chances of your mom getting you one for your birthday?

Only slightly worse than me winning the lottery and buying it myself.

- How much you got saved? - Only 328 bucks and 32 cents.

By the time I have enough, these things will drive themselves.

Do you see that?

- Goblin! - What?

- It's a goblin, with a baby! - Come on, Jim! It's just a bird!

Chill out, man! This trollhunting is making you hallucinate!

I mean, what would a goblin want with a baby?

I don't know, but I'm gonna find out.

Let me get this straight.

Hoo!

They steal babies...

so they can replace them...

with changelings?

Precisely, Master Jim.

Uh, allegedly steal. I just saw a bird.

And, in order for a changeling to maintain its appearance in our world,

no harm must come to the human child in theirs.

I assure you,

there is no safer place for a baby to be than the bowels of the Darklands nursery.

Well, that's good to know!

Whoa! Hold on, there. Okay, suppose they did take the baby to the Darklands.

Isn't that where Gunmar is trying to escape from?

The doorway to his realm is sealed for now,

but it doesn't exonerate the cracks that inevitably form over time.

Cracks that allow small things to pass.

Small, like babies and goblins.

So, if we can find out whose baby was stolen,

we'll find a changeling in its place, right?

And once we have the changeling,

we'll have the proof to finally convince Vendel...

- Jim! - No!

Got him!

- I told you I'd fall. - You fell because you knew you could.

What if you're endangered and we aren't there?

Next time, we'll climb sans the safety line.

We'll?

The only lesson learned here today is that, with this many changelings,

Arcadia is far more dangerous than previously thought, for the both of you.

As Jim has Draal now to protect his home,

Tobias, you will now have Aaarrrgghh to protect yours.

Really? For real? We're gonna be roomies? Yeah! High-five, big guy!

Ugh! You're still carrying that germ-infested thing around?

I am going to find out who it belongs to, and when I do...

Maybe you didn't see what you thought you saw.

You've been spending so much time in Trollmarket.

Maybe your mind is starting to play tricks on you.

- Maybe you're right. - You have Suzy Snooze?

My brother's bunny! I've been looking all over for him.

- You've been looking for this? - Yeah.

He's been acting so weird without it. Where did you get it?

What do you mean, he hasn't been himself? Exactly how has he been acting?

Easy, Jim! Always concerned about the children.

But just for clarification, are we super sure this is his?

I mean, you could probably pick this up at, like, any store.

I think I'd know the stuffed bunny I grew up with.

Claire, I'm so sorry, but I can't babysit tonight.

- I can't. I really can't! - You promised!

My parents have a work thing and the Papa Skull concert's tonight.

Papa Skull! I, like, live in their shirt every day!

Sorry, but Dean finally asked me to a movie,

and then Hank invited me to ice cream!

"Tight jeans" Hank!

Love can't choose, Claire!

- Do you believe this? - I know. Mary Wang's a player?

No! She doesn't know her brother's gone because Claire's brother is a changeling.

Claire, I can babysit!

Tonight? Really? You would? Wait, have you ever babysat before?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, no. They call me "Jim the Baby-handed."

Oh, my gosh! You are a life-saver! I could kiss you!

Just come by my house at seven, no sooner. Thank you, Jim. Thank you.

- He's not a changeling, Jim. - Only one way to find out.

Nana, I'm home! It's your Toby-Pie!

I have a giant troll with me!

All right, big guy. Coast is clear. Let's go.

- Nana? - Don't worry, big guy. You'll love her.

As long as she never sees you, which she won't. She's legally blind.

Also, Nana's not really big on stairs. She maybe comes up once a month to clean.

The entire upper floor is pretty much ours.

Oh! Sorry.

Blinky was totally right. I totally need a troll bodyguard. A troll-guard!

And this is my... excuse me... our room.

We got everything. Rock collection, video games, movies.

Hmm?

And this is where the magic happens.

I got the vanishing coin, classic rope trick, the floating ball...

- Ladies love the floating ball. - Huh?

Oh!

- Mm... blood magic? - No, no. It's just a trick, see? For fun.

I know it's a little cozy, but that's part of the charm.

So, what do you think, roomie?

I get it. This place cramps your style.

I guess I was just excited to have a roomie, you know?

It's just been me and Nana here for a while.

Oh...

More magic?

Thought you'd never ask!

- Hey, Claire! - Jim! Come on in.

I put his routine up on the fridge.

After playtime, you just have to put him down. He's a good sleeper.

- On the fridge. No problemo. - Phone numbers are here for emergencies.

Whatever you do, do not call my parents first.

Oh, because they don't know you're going to the concert, do they?

You're not the only one hiding a secret.

So, if your secret is eating babies, now is the time to tell me.

Hm, good enough for me. Oh, there's my ride.

Don't worry. He's buckled in good.

Besides, he'd rather play with his food than eat it.

My parents are at some kind of fundraiser, so they won't be back until "late" late.

I'll be two or three hours max. What else am I forgetting?

He loves games. Peek-a-boo, hide-and-seek. What else?

I've got this. Enjoy the concert.

And help yourself to anything in the fridge.

I'm coming! Sheesh-kebab!

What?

- What's up, my Juliet? - You're going with him?

- He, um, bought the last tickets. - Like my ride, buttsnack?

Last on the showroom floor. Handles like a dream. No big deal.

Thanks again, Jim! You're my hero!

Buttsnack!

I'll give you this much.

You seem a little too adorable and drooly to be a changeling.

Hey, are you now,

or have you ever been a shape-shifting troll-creature?

Oh, man, what was I thinking? You're no monster.

But just in case... want to play the horseshoe game?

Huh. That's weird. It was just here.

Wait a minute. You were buckled in a minute ago.

This is supposed to be childproof. Where did you hide it? Speak.

Oh, you want to play games, do you?

Then let's play.

- Fire at will! - Eat a grenade, scuzzweed! Ba-boom!

Oh, no! I'm drawing enemy fire! Go get the laser sword! Now, Aaarrrgghh!

- Where are you, wingman? - Wingman?

My partner, my compadre , my comrade in virtual arms.

We've got to work together, wingman, to kill the cyber ninjas.

Kill?

- Get to the tower! - Reload, reload!

Kill them all, kill them all. Kill them all!

Locked and loaded! Move! Retreat!

- Retreat! My leg! - Kill them all!

Kill... them... all!

Okay, we can pause it.

Wow. When you get into a game, man, you really, um... commit.

I'm sorry.

Pacifist, pacifist, pacifist.

No, hey, hey! It's cool, dude. Is something wrong?

Come on, I'm your wingman. Look, I get it. You get angry.

Everybody gets angry. Is that why you're a pacifist?

I should go.

You know what I think? This game's lame. How about we play something else?

I've got Bubble Buddies, or maybe Go-Go Sushi.