JAKE - takes books out of his locker.

JAKE

He spins around and the door shut, revealing ROSE

standing behind it. She holds up her hand in a wave.

ROSE

Hi,Jake. Got a second?

JAKE

Oh, hey, Rose...

Jake catches himself, seeing--

THE DRAGON BIRTHMARK - on her hand. FLASH TO:

The ski trip the glove comes off Thorn's hand during the fight

in the blizzard to reveal the birthmark.

BACK TO PRESENT - Jake slowly backs away.

JAKE (cont'd)

...Uh, sure. I have a second. And

whoops, there it went. I, uh, I

gotta get going to the place, with

the people and I-Arghhhh!

Jake takes a final step back and falls down a flight of

steps. Rose deflates, calling after him.

ROSE

Uh, O.k. Some other time...

JAKE

Three...two...one...

Rose id walking home from school.

Jake, TRIXIE, and SPUD watching her.

JAKE (cont'd)

... It's just so wrong.

The girl of my dreams turning out

to be in tight with the Huntsclan.

SPUD

Things could be a lot worse. You

could be in love with your mortal

enemy. Oh, wait. Never mind.

JAKE

When I see her, it's like I don't

know whether to kiss her or

incinerate her with a fireball.

SPUD

Sounds like true love to me.

Trixie puts her hand on his shoulder.

TRIXIE

You best check yourself, Jakey.

Remember, Rose is Thorn and Thorn

is bad news. She would slay your

dragon tail in a heartbeat if she

knew the truth about you.

Jake stares after her as we--

ROSE - walks into her room--boy band posters, pink bed

Covers, old stuffed animals. She takes a photo off her desk.

THE PHOTO - Her and Jake at the school dance.

ROSE - smiles at the photo. There is POUNDING on her door.

HUNTSMAN

Thorn! It's time to prepare for the

Grand Equinox Hunt!

ROSE

Coming, master!

Rose - pulls the horn on a CUTE PORCELIN UNICORN on her desk.

The walls of the room slide and spin away, revealing a dark

Arsenal of MYSTICAL WEAPONS, TWISTED ANIMAL HORNS, and a RACK

OF THORN'S NINJA UNIFORMS (with day of the week labels).

Rose. She places the photo face-down on her desk and

Pulls A THORN MASK off the rack.

HUNTSMAN

Your training is nearly complete,

Thorn...

The Huntsman leads Thorn down the corridor as HUNTSCLAN

MEMBERS sharpen and prepare a variety of MYSTICAL WEAPONS.

HUNTSMAN

...but you still must slay your

first dragon in order to take your

rightful place in the Huntsclan.

THORN

I'm ready, Master.

HUNTSMAN

Good, because this year's Hunt will

feature a very special prize...

He POWERS UP his STAFF and projects a holographic image of

Jake (in dragon form) on the wall. As we PUSH IN on the

Image of Jake and--

HUNTSMAN (cont'd)

...The hide of The American Dragon.

A GLOWING GOLDEN APPLE - hangs from a branch that stretches

over a small stream.

and to reveal two groups of SPRITES, yelling at each

other from across the banks of the stream.

SPRITES

The apple is ours/Hands off, etc.

JAKE

What's with the ruckus, G.?

- GRANDPA, JAKE, and FU DOG watching from a hill.

GRANDPA

A dispute between two tribes of

Meadow Sprites. Observe...

the apple, the tree's branch stretching

over the stream, and the two bands of Sprites arguing.

GRANDPA (cont'd)

...The tribe on the Northern Bank

claims the enchanted apple because

the tree grows on their land. But

the fruit hangs over the territory

of the Southern tribe, so they

believe it rightfully belongs to

them.

JAKE, GRANDPA, AND FU - watch from the hill.

FU DOG

And if this don't get sorted out in

a hurry, things could turn ugly.

Sprites take their magic fruit very

seriously.

JAKE

So what up? I mean, who decides

which tribe gets the apple?

GRANDPA

You do, young one.

FU DOG

The American Dragon is judge and

jury, kid. So go ahead and judge

and, ya know, jurify.

Jake CRACKS his knuckles, getting cocky.

JAKE

Yeah, O.k. No problem. Just sit

back and watch the Am Drag do his

thang. Dragon up, yo!

Jake TRANSFORMS into dragon form and flies Fu Dog whips

out a bag of dog biscuits.

FU DOG

I'm laying three to one biscuits

that the kid crashes and burns

inside of two minutes. Any takers?

Jake sweeps in for a landing under the apple, holding up his

hands, signaling the Sprites to stop.

JAKE

Listen up, y'all. American Dragon

is here to lay down the law on this

apple business, ya heard?

Jake picks the apple and holds it out to the Northern Tribe.

JAKE (cont'd)

I hereby declare that the apple

belongs to the Northern tribe. It

only seems fair since the tree is--

The SOUTHERN SPRITE CHIEF flies into Jake's face.

SOUTHERN SPRITE CHIEF

--What? The ancient texts of

Gurhan-Sigh clearly define air

space rights over all Sprite

territory.

JAKE

Really? Oh. My bad. Then I

decree that the apple rightfully

goes to the Southern tribe--

NORTHERN SPRITE CHIEF

--Wrong! The sacred scrolls of

Hingham-Roo state that all fruit

belongs to the land from which the

tree holds its roots!

The Sprite tribes begin at each other. Jake

FLICKS out a single claw, motioning them to calm down.

JAKE

O.k. Just chill. Look, I'll just

slice this baby up and that way

both of you can share...

NORTHERN SPRITE CHIEF

No! Cutting the apple will destroy

the fruit's magic properties!

JAKE

Oh. Yeah, right. I--I knew that.

SOUTHERN SPRITE CHIEF

Choose and choose now, dragon. Or

our tribes will decide this matter

ourselves--through battle!

JAKE

No, hold up! There has to be a

peaceful way to settle this! Do you

guys know rock, paper, scissors?

Eeenie, Meanie, Minie, moe?

The Sprite Chiefs exchange a skeptical glance.

NORTHERN SPRITE CHIEF

Make war for the apple!

SOUTHERN SPRITE CHIEF

Fight to the core!

The Sprite bands fly towards Jake and after the apple. Jake

holds it up, trying to keep it out of their reach.

JAKE

No, wait! Stop! GRANDPAAAAA!

Jake falls back into the stream with a SPLASH, MORPHING back

into human form and covered with mud. The Sprites are about

to collide around the apple when--

GRANDPA - swirls in (in dragon form) and grabs the apple.

THE SPRITE CHIEFS - stop and watch as--

GRANDPA - nonchalantly polishes it against his sleeve and

then drops it into his mouth, swallowing it whole.

GRANDPA

. There is no more apple.

And no more reason to fight. (extra

stern) Are there any questions?

ANGLE ON THE SPRITE CHIEFS - They exchange looks, nod and

reluctantly turn their bands away with some .

GRANDPA - MORPHS back into human form and offers Jake a hand,

pulling him out of the mud.

GRANDPA (cont'd)

Magical creatures look to dragons

for strong leadership and guidance.

Never forget that, young one. You

must always show great poise and-

! Excuse me.

Grandpa BURPS up the bare apple core. It lands in Fu Dog's

hands. He tosses it over his shoulder as they walk off.

FU DOG

Hey, you could've at least saved me

a bite. I'm hungry like the wolf

over here.

Jake is lost in thought as he sails over the rooftops of the

city in dragon form.

JAKE

Strong leadership...right. Whoah!

A MAGICAL GREEN ARROW (with energy tip) sails by his head and

into a BRICK SMOKE STACK behind him. He spins

around, spotting--

THORN - with a MAGICAL BOW on an adjacent roof.

THORN

How's my aim, Dragon Boy?

JAKE - assumes a cocky mid-air kung fu pose.

JAKE

Totally lame. You missed.

THORN - raises an amused eyebrow.

THORN

Did I?

The chimney behind him pitches forward and the

BRICKS him successively over his head.

JAKE

Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!

THORN - leaps over the edge of the building.

THORN

Catch me if you can.

JAKE - shakes off the bricks and zooms after her.

THORN - hits the ground. With the flick of her foot, she

flips open a MANHOLE COVER and drops inside. Jake sails

through the hole after her.

JAKE - lands on the tracks in the dimly lit tunnel. His ears

prick and he turns his DRAGON EYES to see--

INFRARED DRAGON POV - Thorn cartwheels around a turn.

JAKE - flies around the corner and is suddenly blinded by--

TORCHLIGHT - as the HUNTSMAN, Thorn and several HUNTSCLAN

HUNTERS close in around him.

THORN

Congratulations, Dragon Boy.

HUNTSMAN

You've fallen right into our trap.

JAKE - spins around, kung fu-ing a few of the Huntsclan out

of his way. Jake takes flight and zips down a tunnel.

JAKE

Sorry, Hunts-fool. But you left

the back-door open. See ya!

THE HUNTSMAN AND THORN - He calmly raises his staff.

HUNTSMAN

All part of the plan, dragon.

You're about to catch the downtown

express...

He shoots a magical green BLAST that SIZZLES into--

A CONTROL SWITCH - on the side of the tunnel. It SPARKS.

The switch activates and

AN ONCOMING SUBWAY TRAIN - switches onto the oncoming track,

SCREAMING right towards

JAKE who tries to backpedal in mid-air, covering up.

JAKE

Uh-oh. Not the face! Not the face!

Too late. The train's headlights come in front of Jake and there

is a sickening CRUNCH and then--

TOTAL BLACKNESS

The serenity of unconsciousness. Jake hears:

CLOONEY

Heads...nope. Tails...uh-uh...

JAKE'S POV

A Leprechaun named CLOONEY comes into focus. He's sitting

next to Jake and flipping a GOLD COIN onto the palm of his

hand and trying to guess the results.

CLOONEY

Heads...wrong again. Wow, this

just isn't my day. Again.

Clooney's hands and feet are chained. He looks up.

CLOONEY (cont'd)

Hey, guys! The Dragon's awake!

Dragon Jake is chained and shackled to a group of other

magical creatures. Jake rubs his head, still woozy.

JAKE

Ohhhhhh. Since when is the

downtown express ever on time?

SILVER, a bright bookworm-ish Mermaid, yanks up his eyelids

and examines his pupils.

SILVER

No sign of intercranial trauma or

subdural haematoma...

JAKE

Uh, no sign or inter-what with sub

what what?

SILVER

You're fine.

BERTHA, a large dim-witted giantess is

crammed into the wagon. She claps her hands.

BERTHA

Dragon rescue us! Dragon rescue!

Clooney flips his coin.

CLOONEY

Rescued? Us? With my luck? Not

likely. (to coin) Tales...Nope.

Jake leans back in his seat, surveying his surroundings.

JAKE

Where am I? Who are--

REGGIE

Oy! Watch where yer tail's

sittin', dragon!

Jake leaps up off a high strung Brownie named Reggie

, who is chained next to him.

JAKE

Oh, sorry. I didn't even see you

down there.

REGGIE

How would you like to see my fist

heading down yer throat then?

Silver leans over and offers her hand.

SILVER

Don't mind Reggie. He's a Brownie

with some anger management issues.

REGGIE

Oy! I don't have anger management

issues. I manage to get angry just

fine, thank you very much!

Reggie slams his tiny fist through a wall of the wagon.

SILVER

I'm Silver. I graduated Aqua Cum

Laude, Atlantis U.

JAKE

Congratulations.

jake sees the rest of the group as Silver introduces them.

SILVER

The dim-witted Giant is Bertha...

Bertha is crammed in a position where her feet are pressed up

under her chin. A YELLOW ODOR wafts up from them.

BERTHA

Bertha's feets smells bad.

Reggie recoils from the odor.

REGGIE

Oy! That's putting it mildly!

(passing out) Are we going into a

tunnel? It's getting so dark...

He topples over.

SILVER

And the neurotic Leprechaun is

Clooney...

Clooney catches his coin, covering it with his hand.

CLOONEY

Look, I'm not neurotic, o.k.? I'm

just very, very unlucky. (re: the

coin) O.K. I'm thinking heads, so

I'll go the other way and guess

tails.(peeks under) Darn it!

Jake climbs to his feet.

JAKE

Look, the name's Jake Long. I'm

the American Dragon. Just hang

tight and I'll have us out of here

in no time flat.

Jake struggles against the chains. He breathes on his

shackles but it has no effect. Clooney waves off the smoke.

CLOONEY

Um, do you mind? I have

these sinus allergies...

SILVER

Save your strength, Jake. These

chains are reinforced with unicorn

horn. Even you can't break them.

JAKE

But--but what are we doing here?

Where are they taking us?

Silver glances through the bars up at the sky.

SILVER

See the elliptical position of the

moon? My guess is that we're the

"special guests" for the

Huntsclan's Grand Equinox Hunt.

JAKE

The Grand Equi what now?

HUNTSMAN

The Grand Equinox hunt...

The Huntsman paces before Jake, Silver, Bertha, and Reggie,

who are staked before a large bonfire.

HUNTSMAN

...For thousands of years, our

order has lived by one simple code-

the way of the hunt...

Thorn finishes locking Clooney to his stake and hitches A

GLOWING GREEN KEY onto her belt.

CLOONEY

Uh, could you stake me

downwind? There's the smoke and I

have these sinus allergies...(no

response) You know, forget it.

I'll be fine.

The Huntsman raises his staff to the rest of the clan.

HUNTSMAN

...Tomorrow, at dawn, each of these

creatures will be released and

given a ten minute head start.

Then, we shall track them down and

bag them as our trophies--

THORN

--But the grand prize is mine...

Thorn steps forward into the light of the fire. She removes

her glove and holds her birthmark up for all to see.

THORN (cont'd)

Tomorrow, I swear on our ancestors

that I will slay the American

Dragon and fulfill my destiny!

The Huntsclan erupt into applause

JAKE - exchanges worried looks with Silver, Reggie, and

Clooney. Bertha gets caught up and joins in the APPLAUSE.

BERTHA

Yay! Slay the dragon! Slay the

drag--(realizing) Oh, right. Sorry.

PAN OVER THE PRISONERS - staked by the fire. Clooney flips

his coin with his hands chained behind his back. Bertha

SNORES loudly. Reggie struggles against his chains.

REGGIE

Lemme at them Huntsclan! I'll take

'em all on meself!

Jake struggles against his chains and frees his tail just as-

THORN

Dragon...

Jake hides his freed tail behind his back as Thorn

approaches. She stands before him, staring him down.

THORN (cont'd)

I want to have a good look at you

before I slay you tomorrow.

JAKE

Look all you want. The view is

mighty pretty. But what say we

dial down the whole 'slaying' part?

She stares him down.

THORN

There's something about you...in

your eyes...something familiar.

REVERSE ON THORN - As Jake talks, his tail slips around her,

reaching for the key on the back of her belt, but she keeps

shifting. He can't quite get a hold of it.

JAKE

Yo, Thorn. Why are you doing all

this anyway?

Thorn raises her birthmark.

THORN

I am marked. It is my destiny.

JAKE

Hey, I got a birthmark on my rear

that's shaped like the state of

Idaho. Doesn't mean I'm gonna move

there. What matters is what's on

the inside.

Thorn turns away, exposing her back and the key. Jake's tail

reaches for it.

THORN

You don't know me, dragon.

JAKE

I know this--every Thorn has a

Rose...you know what I'm saying?

She spins around. Jake whips his tail behind him.

THORN

What? What did you just say?

JAKE

Uh, I just mean...I think there's

another side to you. You're not

like the Huntsman.

THORN

Not yet, but I will be. After I

slay you tomorrow.

She turns and stalks off.

JAKE

(calling after her)

What, no last meal? Come on, give a

dragon some love. That's just cold.

She turns and stalks off. Silver rolls her eyes.

SILVER

Nice try, lover boy. But it looks

like you struck out.

Jake holds up his tail to reveal the glowing green key.

JAKE

Guess again, Silver. Holla!

BERTHA

Hey! He has the key! (louder) He

has the key! Hooray! Hoor--

Jake's tail SLAPS over her mouth.

BERTHA (cont'd)

Oh. Right. Shhhh!

Jake finishes unlocking Clooney from his stake.

The group moves away from their stakes, but are still chained

together with a line of glowing green ankle shackles. Silver

walks around them awkwardly, using her tail fins as feet.

She takes the key and tries to unlock the ankle shackles.

SILVER

The key won't work on these locks.

We're stuck together.

Jake, Silver, Bertha, Reggie, and Clooney stumble over each

other as they make their way towards the trees line. They

stumble and end up in a tangled heap.

JAKE/SILVER/BERTHA/CLOONEY/REGGIE

Ooof/Ow!

Reggie lands face-first in between Bertha's stinking toes.

REGGIE

Ew, get them stinking toes outta my

face, ya wretched giant! (passing

out) I think I see the white cliffs

of Dover...

He topples over. Jake pulls him up.

JAKE

Keep moving. It's almost dawn.

THE BONFIRE EMBERS - still smolder as Thorn examines the

empty stakes with the Huntsman.

THORN

The prisoners have escaped, Master.

I--I don't know what happened.

HUNTSMAN

Disappointing, Thorn. (calling out)

Release the hounds...

A CAGE - opens and several THREE-HEADED CERBERUS DOGS wearing

armored plates come out.

HUNTSMAN (cont'd)

...and let the hunt begin...

HUNTERS - pour out of tents, grabbing weapons.

Jake, Silver, Clooney, Bertha, and Reggie all come to a stop,

JAKE

All right. No need to panic.

Everyone just keep cool...

The sound of the Huntsclan ECHOES through the trees.

BERTHA

Is that the ice cream man?

REGGIE

Guess again, ya daft giant!

SILVER

(panicking)

Every magical creature for

themselves!

They break in different directions, running into each other.

SILVER/CLOONEY/BERTHA/REGGIE

Watch the fins/ Ow/Duh/Oy!

Outta my way!

The group ends up in a comically tangled heap and drops to

the ground.

JAKE

Aw, man...

The sounds of Huntsclan HORNS and hounds BARKING echo through

the trees as--

THE HUNTSMAN AND THORN - lead the hunting party.

HUNTSMAN

Fan out. (hears something) Silence!

He and Thorn listen. There's a sound in the

distance. Thorn points.

THORN

That way, Master.

We hear the huntsclan as Reggie desperately hits down on

the glowing green chains between himself and Clooney.

REGGIE

Oy! Oy! Oy!

CLOONEY

Ow! Ow! Ow! That was my thumb!

Now I'll probably get a blister, I

just know it...yup, there it is.

Silver holds up the chain.

SILVER

This metallic alloy is fifty

percent iron, thirty percent

titanium and twenty percent unicorn

horn with a hardness level of--

Reggie continues pounding with the rock.

REGGIE

Oy! Miss Know It All Fish Tail!

Why don't ya shut yer big smart

hole for once!

SILVER

There's no way you can break these

by-!

JAKE

Everyone! Get down!

Jake gang tackles the whole group as several MAGIC GREEN

ENERGY BLASTS over their heads and through the

foliage. They look up to see--

HUNTERS - emerging over a hill in the distance, led by the

Huntsman and Thorn. They FIRE more BLASTS.

THE GROUP - Reggie pulls towards the Huntsclan.

REGGIE

Let's take 'em! We got 'em

cornered! I'll take the big 'un!

Jake pulls him back and spreads his wings.

JAKE

Fasten your seatbelts. You're all

about to fly Dragon Airlines. Now

can I get a whoo-whoo!

Silver whips out a tape measure and surveys his wingspan.

SILVER

Sorry, Jake. But it's

scientifically impossible for your

wings to diplace enough air to--

JAKE

Hey, all I know is, I'll get you

from displace to datplace. Chicka

check it out!

Jake starts flapping.

WIDE ON THE GROUP - Jake takes to the air, lifting Silver,

Reggie, and Clooney off the ground and over the treetops.

But Bertha's weight is too much. He's barely able to get her

off the ground.

JAKE (cont'd)

Clooney shoots a look down at Bertha as she spreads her arms.

BERTHA

Bertha flying! Bertha like

butterfly!

Jake clenches his eyes shut, struggling.

JAKE

Can't...stay...up.

BERTHA - into a tree, yanking the entire group down

with her into the branches of the tree.

JAKE/SILVER/BERTHA/CLOONEY/REGGIE

THE GROUP - swings from the branches in a tangled mess.

REGGIE

Nice flying, Dragon. I oughtta

punch yer lights out for ya you no

good winged reptile--

SILVER

Shhh!

Silver points. Jake and the others look down to see--

THE HUNTSMAN AND THORN - lead a group of hunters through the

trees below them.

JAKE AND THE GROUP - crouch down, whispering:

JAKE

Quick! Hide!

They pull leaves over themselves. Clooney pulls leaves in

front of his face. Bertha lamely attempts to cover her

entire body with a single leaf.

The Huntsman and Thorn pass directly below them and stop.

HUNTSMAN

They couldn't have gotten far.

IN THE TREES - Clooney pushes the leaves away.

CLOONEY

Uh-oh. These leaves... they're

covered in pollen... Ah-Ah-Ah--

Silver's fin, Bertha's pinkie, Reggie's entire body, and

Jake's tail--fly onto to press the area under Clooney's

nose and surpress the sneeze. It passes.

THE HUNTSMAN - motions to the others.

HUNTSMAN

Move on.

IN THE TREES - The group relaxes and then--

CLOONEY

AHHHHH-CHOOOO! (a beat) Whew.

That was a close one. You don't

think they heard that, do you?

They look down - to see the entire Huntsclan surrounding the

tree. They aim their weapons up at Jake and the group.

CLOONEY (cont'd)

Yeah, that figures.

HUNTSMAN

Open fire!

The Hunters release GREEN BLASTS OF ENERGY AND ARROWS.

JAKE - slashes down with his tail, slicing through the entire

trunk of the tree with a CRUNCH.

JAKE

Somebody holla 'Timber,' y'all!

THE HUNTSMAN - dives out of the way as the tree CRASHES down

and slides down the hill, dropping into--

A RIVER - Jake and the group are carried downstream, still

tangled in the branches of the tree.

THE HUNTSMAN - leaps to his feet and motions.

HUNTSMAN

After them!

IN THE RIVER - Jake looks up and sees that they are headed

for a waterfall. He dives into the water and uses his tail

to paddle. He waves up at Silver.

JAKE

Silver! Get in the water! You

gotta use your fins to get us to

the other side!

Silver clings to the tree branches.

SILVER

Uh, yeah. About that. I can't

really swim. I'm afraid of the

water.

Jake and the others stare at her.

JAKE

You're afraid of the what?

REGGIE

You're a Mermaid, for the love of

Piccadilly Circus!

BERTHA

Mermaid no swim?

SILVER

I know, I know. My intellect keeps

telling me that it's a completely

irrational unfounded phobia--but,

look, it's kind of embarrassing.

Clooney shrugs as he flips his coin.

CLOONEY

Wow. And I thought I needed more

therapy.

The tree sails over the falls and into oblivion.

JAKE/SILVER/BERTHA/CLOONEY/REGGIE

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Jake and the group drag themselves out of the river. Bertha

carries an unconscious Silver.

They plop down on the edge of a GEYSER PLAIN. Sulfuric

geysers up sporadically, creating a layer of foggy

yellow gas that covers the plain.

JAKE

Geysers...

SILVER

Ixnai of the dragon fire-ai, Jake.

The gas coming out of those geysers

is highly flammable.

ON CLOONEY - Dark clouds pass over him. It starts to rain.

PULL OUT - to reveal that the rain cloud is only over

Clooney. The area around him is clear and sunny. Jake steps

over to him.

JAKE

Uh, does this happen to you a lot.

CLOONEY

Oh, yeah. It's part of the whole

unlucky thing.

A bolt of lightning THUNDERS down, singing Jake.

CLOONEY (cont'd)

Everyone I love, I end up hurting.

The clouds clear up as the sounds of Huntsman HORNS fill the

sky. The group glances around. Bertha points.

BERTHA

Huntsclan coming! Huntsclan coming!

JAKE

How are they tracking us?

Reggie waves away the wafts of stench from Bertha's feet.

REGGIE

It's Bertha's rancid foot stink!

You can smell them things for miles

away!

A few BLASTS of MAGIC GREEN ENERGY splash into the water as--

THE HUNTSMAN AND THORN - shoot from across the river.

THE GROUP - takes cover behind some geyser spouts.

SILVER - COUGHS up water, regaining consciousness.

SILVER

Is it over?

REGGIE

Oh, it's over all right. Look at

us! We got a daft, reeking Giant,

an unlucky Leprechaun, a Mermaid

that can't swim. We're one

pathetic bunch and I hate each and

every one of ya! Even meself!

CLOONEY

I'm surprised we made it this far.

They're just gonna come zap us with

that green energy stuff.

Jake holds up his end of the green, glowing chain.

JAKE

Green energy stuff...Listen up,

y'all. The Am Drag's got a plan.

The gang pulls themselves together and follow Jake across the

fog of the geyser plain, dodging green Huntsclan

THE HUNTSMAN AND THORN - make their way over the plain,

flanked by the Huntsclan. Thorn spots the outline of a

dragon through the fog.

THORN

There!

She draws a GLOWING GREEN ARROW and shoots it.

JAKE - drops back onto his tail, lifting his chained feet

into the air. The arrow through the chain, freeing

him from the rest of the group.

JAKE

Yeah! Now wave your chains in the

air like you just don't care, yeah!

Jake spreads his wings and takes off into the fog.

- Jake begins BANGING rocks together.

THE HUNTSCLAN - spin around, shooting BLASTS.

CLOONEY AND SILVER - crouching in the ditch. They hold up

their chain and a BLAST slices through it.

THE HUNTSCLAN - continue BLASTING.

REGGIE AND CLOONEY - A BLAST SIZZLES through their chain, but

hits the rock wall behind them.

CLOONEY

Well, maybe this is my lucky day.

A rock topples off the wall, BONKING Clooney on the head.

CLOONEY (cont'd)

Ow! Yeah, back to normal.

THE HUNTSMAN - motions for the others to halt.

HUNTSMAN

You fools! You're shooting at

nothing!

JAKE - lands in front of the others.

SILVER

Hey! It worked!

REGGIE

Oy! Let's clear out of here.

THE HUNTSMAN AND THORN - The sulfur gas dissipates, revealing-

JAKE AND THE OTHERS - fleeing over the geyser plane.

THORN - drops to one knee, drawing A GLOWING GREEN ARROW back

in her bow. She lines it up with Jake.

THORN

One Dragon shish-kabob, coming

right up.

THE FAR SIDE OF THE GEYSER PLAIN

Jake stops and turns, taking a deep breath.

JAKE

Time to turn up the heat, yo.

Jake BREATHS FIRE that spreads out over the plain just as--

THE GEYSERS - erupt. Jake's flames IGNITE the sulfur gas.

THE ENTIRE PLAIN - ERUPTS in an EXPLOSION.

HUNTSMAN/THORN

Arghhh/Mmmmmphh!

THORN AND THE HUNTSCLAN - are blown back as the explosion

ROARS in front of them. Her arrow fires wildly away.

HUNTSMAN

Fall back!

Jake removes the last of the shackles from Clooney's ankle

and tosses them into a pile. He rubs his feet.

CLOONEY

Ooh, those things really chafe the

ankles, ya know? Anyone bring any

aloe? Anyone? You know, forget

it. I'll be fine.

Reggie stands.

REGGIE

Well, I hate all of yer guts, but I

wish ya luck just the same.

Farewell!

He turns and walks off. The others get up and start off in

different directions.

JAKE

Wait. We have to stay together.

REGGIE

Oy! What are you talkin' bout,

dragon?

SILVER

The chains are off, Jake.

JAKE

Look, we don't stand a chance out

there by ourselves. The Huntsclan

are just going to pick us off one

at a time.

BERTHA

Jake think we do gooder together?

JAKE

Yeah, way gooder. I mean--look, I

say we're through running and

hiding. I say we take the fight to

them.

Reggie slowly nods, slamming a tiny fist into his open palm.

REGGIE

Yeah. A little payback. I like

the sound of that. I say we--Urghh!

Reggie is suddenly overcome by a WAFT OF FOOT STINK from

Bertha and passes out. Bertha shrugs.

BERTHA

Sorry...

ON THE GROUND - Jake has constructed a mini-model of the

Huntsclan camp with rocks, twigs, and leaves. He uses his

tail to point to various parts of the camp.

JAKE

So that's the plan. We hit their

camp at sunset. Any questions?

Clooney raises his hand.

CLOONEY

Just one. Are you like, completely

bananas? Because I can recommend a

good therapist. A couple,

actually. Well, seven. Teen.

SILVER

We're not warriors, Jake.

JAKE

We still got a couple hours to

change that, you feeling me?

CLOONEY - Jake finishes carving a MAKESHIFT BOOMERANG with

one of his dragon claws. He hands it off to Clooney and

motions for him to throw it at a STUFFED HUNTSCLAN DUMMY they

have erected. Clooney shrugs and tosses the boomerang

-the boomerang makes a wide

circle around the dummy and CLUNKS Clooney on the head.

ON A ROCK - Jake stands in a line with the group. He

executes a martial arts kick and they attempt to mimic him.

But Silver trips and the group goes down in a tangled heap,

all of their faces pressed against Bertha's SMELLY feet.

REGGIE - Jake hands him a spear. Reggie kaber-tosses it at

the Huntsclan Dummy and misses. Enraged, he races over and

breaks the spear over his knee repeatedly, then dives into

the Huntsclan Dummy and rips it apart from the inside out.

ON THE ROCK - Jake punches down into the ground. The group

follows. Bertha's punch cracks through the rock and sends

the group tumbling down the hill in a rockslide.

SILVER - Jake dives into a stream, motioning for Silver to

follow. Silver dips one tail fin in, and then runs away.

Jake deflates.

ON THE ROCK - Jake and the group execute a spin kick.

Suddenly, clouds move in over Clooney. The group dives out

of the way as a LIGHTNING BOLT crashes into the rock.

BERTHA - Jake helps Bertha uproot a tree and uses his

whirring claws to buzz it into a club. Bertha takes the

club and swings it down at the dummy, missing and hitting

herself in the foot. She hops around, clutching her foot and

swinging it into Jake's face. He recoils from the stench.

Jake leads the exhausted group back towards the cave.

CLOONEY

My bruises have bruises. Wait.

That one's a mole. I should

probably get that checked.

SILVER

This isn't going to work.

Bertha holds up her throbbing, stinking foot.

BERTHA

Bertha's feet is smelly and hurty.

JAKE

Trust me, guys. I'll give you guys

lots of cover from the air. I-

Jake stops, his DRAGON EAR perking up. He spins around and

Uses his DRAGON EYES.

JAKE'S POV - The forms of the Huntsman and the Huntsclan are

visible beating through the brush and heading towards them.

Jake takes to the air.

JAKE (cont'd)

Get down! I'll lead them away!

Silver, Bertha, Clooney, and Reggie drop in the brush as--

THE HUNTSCLAN - approaches. They are almost on them when--

JAKE (cont'd)

Yo, Hunts-chumps! Over here!

They spin around to see Jake circling around them. He leads

them away from the others' hiding spot.

THE HUNTSMEN - begin BLASTING at--

JAKE - who dodges the blasts, continuing to lead them away.

JAKE (cont'd)

Is that all you got?

ANGLE ON A ROCKY OUTCROP - Thorn flips up to the top,

directly behind and above Jake. She leaps off the rock with

a strand of chains.

THORN

Try this, dragon!

ON JAKE - Thorn tackles him, wrapping the chain around his

wings. They drop to the ground.

JAKE

Ooof!

THORN - leaps off Jake's back and binds him to a pole.

HUNTSMAN

Excellent chain work, Thorn. It

looks like you will have your

dragon trophy after all.

IN THE BRUSH - Silver, Clooney, Bertha, and Reggie peer up

and watch as--

THE HUNTSCLAN - lift Jake up and carry him down the hillside.

SILVER, CLOONEY, BERTHA, AND REGGIE - all exchange worried

glances as we see

JAKE - is shackled and chained to a stake before the bonfire.

HUNTSMAN (O.S.)

Well done, Thorn...

The Huntsman and Thorn stand before Jake. The rest of the

Clan is visible behind them. He tosses her his staff.

HUNTSMAN (cont'd)

Now finish him. Become one of us.

THORN

I'm ready, Master.

jake sees the shadows of Silver, Bertha, Clooney, and Reggie put

their hands together in a circle.

SILVER

O.k. Just like Jake planned it...

Thorn raises the staff. It POWERS up with green energy. She

looks into--

JAKE'S EYES.

ROSE

...something familiar...

THORN - is hesitating. The Huntsman fumes:

HUNTSMAN

What are you waiting for?

CLOONEY (O.S.)

Excuse me...

They look up as--

CLOONEY - emerges from the shadows, flipping his coin.

CLOONEY (cont'd)

Is there a dress code for this

party? (motions at Huntsman's

robes)'Cause all my dresses are at

the cleaners.

THE HUNTSMAN - waves to his men.

HUNTSMAN

Get the Leprechaun!

CLOONEY - looks up to the skies as he flips his "lucky" coin.

CLOONEY

Come on, come on...Don't let this

be my lucky day.

There's a RUMBLE of THUNDER. Three Hunters are diving at

Clooney when they are struck by lightning and blown back.

Clooney rolls away just to avoid getting hit.

CLOONEY - leaps to his feet and casually walks past a row of

tents and several RACKS OF HUNTSCLAN WEAPONS.

CLOONEY (cont'd)

As he passes, the tents and weapons are struck by several

LIGHTNING BLASTS and IGNITE into fire. Clooney waves back at

the Huntsclan.

CLOONEY (cont'd)

Anyone else feeling unlucky?

ON JAKE - His eyes brighten as--

BERTHA AND REGGIE - come charging out of the woods from the

opposite end of the camp.

BERTHA/REGGIE

Bertha charge/Now yer gonna get it

good!

THORN BREAKS AWAY FROM JAKE - She and the others scatter

around the camp, grabbing weapons.

HUNTSMAN

Take defensive positions! We're

under attack!

REGGIE - runs through the legs of an oncoming Hunter member,

causing him to collide with another Hunter headed in the

other direction. They both go down.

HUNTERS

Ooooof/Mmphh!

BERTHA - STOMPS through the camp, kicking down tents. She

raises her foot to stomp on a wagon when the WAFT OF STINK

from her foot hits an attacking Hunter in the face.

HUNTERS (cont'd)

Oohhhhh, sweet mercy!

He goes down. Bertha grabs another attacking Hunter and

presses his face into her feet. He drops.

BERTHA

Smell Bertha's feet! Smell the

feet! Smell the feet!

HUNTER

No!

He drops, unconscious.

REGGIE - climbs up a cliff wall as Hunters close in below

him. He paws the ground.

REGGIE

Why, I ougtta take you on all

meself! (calmly) But this time,

I'm going to take a nice deep

breath--and do the wise thing.

Reggie pulls a small rock out from the cliff wall and an

entire landslide down the hill. The Hunters turn and

run for their lives.

JAKE - works furiously to free himself from his stake. Two

Hunters approach him from behind when there's a SPLASH.

Silver emerges from the stream behind them and leg sweeps

them with her fin. The fall back into the stream.

JAKE

Silver! You did it! You swam!

SILVER

Well, I am a mermaid.

BERTHA - comes leaping in front of jake. She hits the ground with

eight unconscious Hunters pinned in between her toes.

BERTHA

Smell feet! Smell feet!

Silver takes a GLOWING GREEN KEY from one of the Hunter's

belts and unlocks Jake, who spreads his wings.

JAKE

Time to give y'all that air cover I

promised.

JAKE - takes to the sky and begins strafing the rows of

Hunters with streams of ROARING FLAMES.

The camp is now in ruins. Hunters scatter. The

Huntsman motions at them.

HUNTSMAN

Fall back into the woods! Retreat!

THORN - starts after the Hunters, but doubles back, pulling a

GLOWING GREEN MAGIC BOLA out of her belt.

JAKE - fires a final FIRE BALL that SIZZLES into--

THE SEAT OF THE HUNTSMAN'S PANTS - light up as he races off,

wailing and leaving a trail of smoke.

HUNTSMAN (cont'd)

Aeeeeeeeioooouuuuuu!

JAKE - lands in front of a tree.

JAKE

Ha! Now that's what I call

lighting a fire under someone's-

urghhh!

THORN

Jake is suddenly thrown back as Rose's Bola hits him. The

balls on the end spin around, pinning him to the tree.

THORN - approaches, picking a staff off the ground. She

raises it and charges. This time there is no hesitation.

THORN (cont'd)

It's over dragon. Say goodbye!

JAKE

Rose, no!

She skids to a stop.

THORN

Wh--what did you call me?

JAKE

Rose...If you want to say goodbye,

say it to my human face.

Jake MORPHS down into his human form.

THORN - freezes, shocked. She peels off her mask.

THORN

Jake?

JAKE

Rose, it's me.

Rose pauses a moment, then knots her brow in determination--

ROSE

She charges, swinging the staff down.

JAKE - cringes, then realizes that she has just cut him loose

from the tree. He pitches forward, face-planting on the

ground at Rose's feet. She races off.

JAKE

Rose! Wait!

Jake scrambles to get up but is still caught in the strings

of the bola. Rose vanishes into the smoke-filled blackness

of the burned out camp.

Silver, Reggie, Clooney, and Bertha race to Jake's side and

pull him free of the ropes. They raise him onto their

shoulders as they

REGGIE/BERTHA/SILVER/CLOONEY

JAKE! JAKE! JAKE! JAKE!

JAKE - scans the area but there is no sign of Rose.

SILVER

We did it! We really did it!

REGGIE

(calling into the night)

Right. And there's plenty more

where that came from, eh?

BERTHA

Bertha's feet smell really bad.

Which is good. Bertha confused.

Reggie dives at Bertha, hugging her big toe.

REGGIE

And I love ya for it, Berth!

(passing out) Goodnight, lads!

He passes out cold. Clooney tosses his coin in the air.

CLOONEY

Hey, maybe my luck is finally

changing after all. Heads...

But before he can catch and check it, Jake plucks the coin

out of the air.

JAKE

Sorry, Clooney. But I'm going to

need this.

Jake inserts a gold coin into the slot. they hear the ring of dialing of dialing.

THE PHONE BOOTH - Jake, Silver, Bertha, Clooney, and Reggie

are all crammed into the phone booth.

SEVERAL TRUCKERS AND A FAMILY OF TOURIST - walk by, glancing

at the phone booth. The group avoids their stares.

SILVER/CLOONEY/BERTHA/REGGIE

/ himself over the

head with a book.

BRAD

Check out how hard my head is,

guys! I totally rule!

Jake exchanges a nervous glance with Trixie and Spud.

PRINCIPAL DERCETO

I'm sorry, Jake...

Jake stands across the desk from PRINCIPAL DERCETO.

PRINCIPAL DERCETO

...Rose is gone. She transferred

out of this school yesterday.

JAKE

Say whaaat? Where did she go? I

mean, I need to get a hold of her!

It's super important!

Derceto leafs through a file.

PRINCIPAL DERCETO

There's no forwarding address here.

Nothing. I'm sorry, Jake.

She hands Jake--

THE FILE - Rose's picture and the words 'TRANSFERRED' are

stamped across it.

JAKE - stares at the file.

JAKE

But--but--it's--I--she...

JAKE

...Aw, man.