Transcript -- Episode 27: Paynn Rising

Dragon Booster, Episode 27 (Season 2, Episode 11) – Paynn Rising

Writer(s): Mark Leiren-Young
Director: Sebastian Brodin

Transcript written out by Hunter

All actions will be in [ ]'s and italics. All inside character actions will just be in [ ]'s. All breaks and such with be in italics and in asterisks, All speakers will be in bolded

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* Opening Credits *

[We watch as Artha and Moordryd are racing through a set of Drag Tubes.]

RM (Race Marshall): It looks like today's Dragon City's Extreme G Competition is a fight to the finish between Moordryd Paynn and Artha Penn!

[In the Drag tube, Artha activates his thruster gear to pass Moordryd so he's in 1st]

RM: Penn is really heating things up in the Drag tube!!

Sentrus: (an Academy scout) Impressive.

RM: (to Sentrus) I told ya Sentrus; out top racers are almost Academy quality.

[Sentrus gives him a hard stare and Budge lowers his head]

Parm: I think she's impressed.

Lance: I think she's creepy.

[Sentrus obviously hears and scowls]

Parm: [small gasp] [whispering] I think she heard you. [Parm & Lance start doing things]

*Back in the tube*

Moordryd: Fight fire with fire.

[Activates thruster gear, pulls ahead of Artha on the ski hill part of the track]

Parm: Artha, watch out for that...

Artha: huh. [Dodges] Yeah, it would help to warn me before these things pop up.

Parm: The way the Academy tracks are constructs it makes it very difficult to predict. Oh oh!

[Artha & Beau dodge it in time]

Parm: Well, at least you won the 1st heat yesterday, and it is 2 out of 3.

Artha: I need these points just to get into the Academy, and complete my training as the Dragon Boos. WO-AAAHH!!! [Artha hits a thing and starts spinning] Tooo..fast. Out of controooollll!!!

Parm: Rappel gear, NOW!

[Artha activates the gear]

Moordryd: What?

Parm: Now reverse the gear.

[Artha reverses it]

Moordryd: NO!!

Armeggaddon: Moordryd, mag it loose. Like I showed you.

[Moordryd relaxes and channels Decepshun's energy in a form of a mag-push. He hits the ledge where the gear is, so the gear is still attached to a hunk of concrete]

Artha: What?!? [Sees the hunk heading towards them] (to Beau) Mag it off!!!!

[Beau Mags gear off but gets caught in the Aero gear]

Artha: huh? AHHHHHHHHHHH *falls of track with Beau*

[Moordryd laughs]

Parm: Did you see that? He mag-channelled Decepshun's energy and used it for a mag-push. Only an Academy racer even begin to do that! And I didn't realize Decepshun had such a concentrated level of Pure Black Draconium and…

Lance: Parm!! What about Artha??

[Shows Beau and Artha hanging on a ledge]

Artha: Well I guess we better stop hanging around and get ready for the next round.

*Cam goes to the finish*

RM: And the 2nd heat of the Extreme G Competition goes to Moordryd Paynn.

*At the Dragon Eye Tent*

Cain: Drac move boss. Where did you learn that?

Word: [walking over] Yes, where did you learn that?

Moordryd: I've been studying Father.

Connor (with Artha): Word. Did you teach him that? Those moves are far too dangerous for All City kids.

Word: [stammering] wha...uh.. Connor Penn, what a surprise. I thought you were..

Connor: That you were rid of me for good? Reports of my demise were greatly exaggerated.

Word: huh. Have you re-appeared to breed more of your Gold dragons perhaps?

Connor: Not quite as easy as trying to steal them is it?

Word: Are you accusing me of something? Do you have proof?

Connor: I'll get it.

Word: If I catch you trying to ruin my reputation.

Artha: [scoffs] Reputation? Please.

Word: I suppose I shouldn't be too hard on you my dear old friend, after all, your son will never make the Academy. And do you know why? Because he is weak. Because he believes in legends and heroes and other hopeless trifles, just like his father.

[Connor growls, Moordryd laughs silently]

[Sentrus approaches]

Sentrus: That's what I like too see boys. A little competitive spirit. You're both very promising, too bad the Academy only has one spot for a racer from Dragon City this year.

Connor: One?

Sentrus: And I look forward to seeing who takes it over the next few weeks. Young Mr. Paynn, that move you used to stop young Mr.Penn.

Conner: Is far too dangerous for competition at this level.

Centrus: On the contrary, very drac. I understand your concerns as a parent Conner Penn, but racing has changed since you were a teen. The world of Elite Class is more dangerous than ever. And it is our duty at the Academy to train for that world. Although, if you do not feel your son is ready..

Connor: My son is always ready.

Sentrus: We shall see, won't we? [walks (more like glides away)]

*Break*

[At the Dragon Temple, Connor has his damaged Dragon Priest mask in his hands, staring at it.]

Artha: How can I make the Academy if you keep on holding back on my training? I've already done the mag-push once as Dragon Booster.

Connor: Yes, once. Because you found the place inside you where you truly could release it for the right reasons and not just to win a race. *sighs* Look Artha, this is just like Beau, you can't release the power when you want. When you get to the Academy you'll learn...

Artha: Uh news flash Dad. Without learning these powers, I'm not gonna get into the Academy!

Connor: Sentrus was wrong today. Moordryd should of been disqualified.

Artha: Oh yeah. She seemed really upset Dad.

Connor: Artha!!

Artha: She said the world's changed Dad, you're world.

Connor: One thing that never changes is right and wrong. Those techniques on the All City track are unethical. Nobody else knows how to do them do they? It's like cheating.

* In Word's Citadel.*

Word: [Looking at Penn stables on the screens] mmm. We can't let Pen re-open those stables. We cannot risk him breeding any more Gold Dragons!!

Moordryd: They're getting a new shipment of new gear and equipment to fix the place up. Want me to steal it?

Word: Destroy it!! Penn Stables must never re-open. NEVER!!

[Moordryd start walking away]

Word: Ah, there is one more thing, That mag-push today at the track.

Moordryd: I told you, I've been.. studying.

[Word activates Citadel's defences*Moordryd dodges trapping gear, jumps over spikes and obstacles, does a "wall run" over all the screens and lands in front of Word panting.]

Word: You didn't learn that in a book now did you? No matter. I'll find out exactly what your up to one way or another. Like the Academy Scout said, It's a dangerous world...out there...and in here!!

*Dragon Temple, Artha and Connor *

Artha: So, what's the real story between you and Word anyway? You guys hate each other?

Connor: Word and I? No. We have philosophical differences.

Artha: Dad, what happened?

Connor: When I was being trained by the Dragon Priests, so was Word Paynn. We studied, competed together. We both wanted to compete in the All City races, a chance at the Academy. But after we learned about the Dragon-Human War, I vowed that one day, if he had not already returned, I would try to breed a new Dragon of Legend, a new Beau. But Word had other plans. Word thought dragons had been cheated, he wanted them to rule, as long as he ruled them. He was experimenting in secret, building battle gear, control gear that had been forbidden since the Dragon-Human War. I confronted him and he attacked me. Word's secret didn't last long. He was expelled from the Order and went on to build his Dragon Gear Empire. Word swore revenge, revenge on me and the same revenge his son now takes out on you.

Artha: I have to figure out that mag-push again and stop him with it!

Connor: No! You have to win with the skills you got Artha.

*Near Penn Stables*

Moordryd: [to the Amulet] I'm ready.

Armeggaddon: Yes. It is time. Unleash the shadow.

[Moordryd puts the amulet into the gauntlet and changes into the Shadow Booster and goes on top of Penn Stable roof, riding Decepshun in her Pure Black form]

Parm: [sees him] What...

Kitt: What is that?

[SB throws down a disruptor mine]

Lance: Oh no.

SB: [in front of them] They call me the Shadow Booster!

DB: [on top of roof] They call me the Dragon Booster!

[SB mag-pulls they're supplies]

DB: A mag-pull?

SB: Ha ha ha ha ha

DB: What?

[SB throws the supplies at him, Artha dodges most of them and turns around to see them fall into the abyss.]

DB: Connor's shipment!

[Turns around and sees one last box of supplies, and it hits him and Beau]

DB: AHHHHHHHHH, nooooo!

Kitt: Oh no.

[SB throws another disruptor mine]

Lance: huh?

Artha/DB: [through the dust appears*pants] Where is he!?!

Kitt: He's gone.

Lance: What are we gonna do?!?!

*Break*

*At the track*

RM: Welcome. To the final heat of the Dragon City Extreme G Competition.

Lance: [On Artha's VIDD Screen] Artha? [echoes] Artha?! [echoes]

Parm: Snap out of it! Last night was last night and we'll find out about the Shadow Booster soon enough. We have a race today.!

Artha: You're right Parm.

Moordryd: Tell ya what Penn? I'll send you a postcard from the Academy.

Artha: Oh you can write!?!

[Moordryd growls and his eye twiches]

RM: Release the Dragon!!

[Race starts, racers jump off a ledge into the Drag tube. Phistus activates thruster gear to pass Kitt and Wyldfyr. A Y turnoff comes, Moordryd goes right, then Artha left, Wulph crashes into the middle. Now the race is at the Ski hill part]

Parm: Artha, watch out!

[Dodges. Moordryd is mag-pushing dozens of targets causing them to pop up in front of Artha, giving him a hard time but he manages to dodge them.]

Artha: huh? [dodges]

[Artha and Moordryd are now beside each other and they start fighting with their staffs]

Kitt: Later boys! Some of us are still racing! [passes]

[Moordryd mag-pushes a target, making a ramp slide up, he jumps and lands beside Kitt]

Moordryd: Oh hello again Kitt!!

[Race is now at the Leap of Lorius type of track. Racers must go through a holographic target, using Aero and red thruster gear. If you miss the target, you're out of the race.]

[Artha activates his gear]

Lance: Oh he's good. Really good.

Connor: We'll see.

Kitt: [Goes through the 1st of 3 targets] We're through. Good work Wyldfyr!

Moordryd: [Makes Aero gear slow down, then uses his thrusters to pass Kitt in mid-air, breaking her gear]

[Kitt misses the target]

RM: Kitt Wonn missed the target! She's out of the race!!

[Artha and Moordryd get through all the targets, and they are now on the ski hill part of the track again.]

[Artha dodges the things, Moordryd uses his mag-push as a mag-jump, he lands farther ahead on the track]

Artha: Two can play this game. [Uses his own mag-push as a mag-jump.]

Parm: Did you see that?

[While in the air, Artha's left stream of energy flickers and dies. They land back on the track]

[Beau groans]

Connor: Artha, you're draining Beau's energy.

Artha: I have to try something.

Connor: [sigh] Maybe it's time to tell you what you want to know. Maybe times have changed, I've been so busy worrying about not being Word Paynn, maybe...

Artha: You know what? You taught me everything I need to know right now. You gave me all the skills I need and taught me that I don't need to cheat.

Artha: Ok, now! [Artha activates rear rappel gear, it grabs onto a ledge behind them. Beau takes away the sledding gear so he can get a grip on the track. Artha makes the front rappel gear grab onto a gauntlet]

Parm: Artha, what are you doing? That gear will pull you apart!

Artha: I don't think so. REVERSE NOW!!

[Rear gear start to pull back in, Beau try’s to go backwards]

Artha: A bit longer boy!

[Beau groans]

[Artha release both rear then front gear, sending them both hurtling through the air so fast they become a blur. Artha almost slips off because of the speed, but regains his seat. Moordryd looks behind him and sees them coming]

Moordryd: What? No.

[Artha and Beau pass him at the finish line in 1st]

Artha: YES!!..... no, can't stooooop!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!

[Artha all of a sudden mag-pushes the wall, trying to stop before they hit it.]

Lance: Huh?

Artha: [breathes] Huh, that was close, huh boy?

[Beau replies with a happy groan]

Lance: Did you see that?

Parm: See it, yes! Believe it, no!

Connor: He believes Parmon. Artha believes it.

Artha: Good job boy!

RM: What a finish!! [To Sentrus] Now that was Academy class!

Sentrus: Yes, it was. Very drac Mr. Penn, very drac.

*Moordryd approaches Artha*

*At Penn Stables*

Artha: Sorry I went all Red draconium on ya Dad. You were right.

Connor: No, you were right. I was so focused about Word and our past that I nearly forgot about your present. Instead of telling you what you couldn't do, I should have been helping you believe what you could do.

Lance: And after a day like today, I believe that what we should all do is to play a *reaches for the game* nice, big game of Battle Ground Dragon.

Connor: Actually Lance, I believe you still have homework to do.

Lance: I miss Mortis.

*Everyone looks at Connor nervously*

Connor: [In his deeper Mortis voice] I am Mortis.

Lance: [all shocked] Huh?

[Connor start laughing, then everyone else joins in.]

* Ending Credits *

*The End*