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Speaker | Dialogue |
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(The episode begins with resistance ordering the headquarters. Sasha walks in and starts the meeting.) | |
Sasha | Alright team, we've been on a roll destroying factories, taking down marauders. (The gang celebrates until she slams the table with her hands.) But don't even think about celebrating. (The gang goes quiet.) All of this has barely put a dent in Andrias' armor and if we don't act fast, he'll be ready to invade other worlds soon. We need an actual plan. Ideas, go! |
(The gang thinks of a plan.) | |
Mrs. Croaker | What if we had free bagels Fridays and Mondays? Oh, you mean to defeat Andrias. |
Anne | Oh, I almost forgot! (takes Frobo's head from under Wally's feet) While we were back home, we saw this old vase with amphibian writing on it. (puts her phone in Frobo's mouth, and his eyes show an image of the vase) |
Mrs. Croaker | Let's see. It says, "Seek the Mother of Olms, she will guide you to your destiny." |
Sasha | Cryptic. What's it mean? |
Hop Pop | We don't know, but we found this message on Earth, so it must be important. |
Grime | (scoff) All of this isn't much to go on. Plus,no one's seen an Olm for decades. |
Sprig & Polly | (appear out of nowhere, scaring Grime) WE HAVE! |
Polly | Lysil and Angwin. (Sprig nods his head) The Olms that almost ate us in Quarreler's Pass. |
Sasha | Huh... Anyone know any friendlier, less murderous Olms? |
Anne, Hop Pop, Wally, Maddie & Loggle | Meh... |
Sasha | Murderous Olms, it is! |
(Later, Anne, the Plantars, and Sasha arrive at Quarreler's Pass on Joe Sparrow's flight.) | |
Sprig | Never throught we'd be here again. |
Polly | (sees something unusual and points it out) Hey! That wasn't there before. |
(Anne, Sprig, Hop Pop and Sasha see what Polly saw and it turns out to be a giant drill with a group of Frog-Bots watching over it.) | |
Sasha | Ugh... Yikes... Go low, Joe. |
(Joe Sparrow evades not to be seen. A couple of minutes, Anne, the Plantars and Sasha arrive at a cavern.) | |
Anne | So, how do we get these Olms to come out? |
Polly | (thinking) Hmmm... (then, occurs to her to pinch Sprig on his right leg) |
Sprig | OW! (squeezes her whole body with his hands) Hey! Cut it out! |
Polly | Yes, good! Whine LOUDER! |
(Polly's scream causes an echo in an entire cavern, then she feels a tremor, but it is because two creatures with pink and purple pupils, respectively, wake up. They come out of hiding and are revealed to be Lysil and Angwin. They sniff to see who they are.) | |
Lysil | Hey! It's those squabbling frog siblings. |
Angwin | This time, we're going to actually eat you. And your little friends too! |
(Angwin attacks Anne, the Plantars, and Sasha, so Sasha takes them elsewhere and defends them.) | |
Sasha | Sure. Go ahead and eat us. (draws her silver sword and has the point on Angwin's neck) We'll just carve our way out of your stomachs. |
Lysil | Whoa... OK... Point taken. |
Angwin | (after meeting with Lysil) Literally... |
Sprig | We just wanna talk to you. |
Anne | Do you guys know the Mother of Olms? |
Lysil | (gasps) How do you know (points to them) about the Mother Olm? |
Angwin | (slaps her) You Dum-Dum! Now they know we know her. |
Lysil | YOU'RE (purses his lips) THE DUM-DUM! |
Anne | (snaps twice) Hey! Guys! Focus! |
Angwin | Eh Sorry sorry... Mother Olm is the oldest, wisest Olm in the world. Keeper of ancient secrets and prophecies. |
Lysil | She lives in our homeland, the subterrnean city if Proteus. |
Anne | Can you take us there? (Lysil and Angwin look at each other for a moment) |
Lysil | We could... but it would be pointless. Olms are famously suspicious of outsiders. They'd never let you inside. |
Angwin | Plus, we're sorta banished. |
Sprig | What? Why? |
Lysil | One time we were on night watch and well... we started arguing. |
Angwin | Because we were distracted, a swarm of troglobites snuck past us and nearly destroyed Proteus. |
Lysil | Not out finest moment. |
Sasha | Wait. They threw you out after one mistake? That's totally not fair! Everyone deserves a second chance. |
Anne | (grabs Sasha on her left shoulder and then clears her throat) Well, the fate of Amphibia may rest on us finding the Mother of Olms. If you take us to Proteus, you'd have a hand in saving the world. |
Sasha | Then the Olms would have to take you back, right? |
(Lysil and Angwin look at each other for a moment and smile a little.) | |
Lysil | No. Probably not. |
Angwin | But we don't have anything better to do, so... |
Sasha | That's the spirit! Ish... |
(Lysil and Angwin lead the way for Anne, the Plantars, and Sasha. Anne shines the flashlight on her cell phone and then finds a wall with weird writing.) | |
Anne | Whoa... What are these? |
Lysil | It's how we communicate. |
Sprig | (touches the wall) Cool! (with a cute face) What does it say? |
Lysil | "Steve's a... jerk"? |
Angwin | Come on. We're almost there. |
(The group returns to the walk. After exiting the dark passageway, they come to some sort of vantage point.) | |
Angwin | Welcome to Proteus. (Anne, the Plantars and Sasha see the city and are amazed) |
Anne | So cool! |
Hop Pop | Amazing! |
(The city of Proteus is shown, along with the Olms that inhabit it in their grinds. Arriving at the main entrance, Anne, the Plantars, Sasha, Lysil, and Angwin are intercepted by a pair of Olm Soldiers.) | |
Blue Olm Guard | Halt! (sniffs) Lysil, Angwin, what are you two doing here? You're exiled. |
Purple Olm Guard | (sniffs) You brought strangers? Ooh, Parisia is not going to like this. |
Anne | Parisia? |
Lysil | She presides over Proteus. |
Hop Pop | Is she a warm, sweet-natured Olm who will help us any way she can? |
Blue Olm Guard | You're about to find out. Now move. |
Whoa.
[rumbling] Huh?
Sprig, what did you do?
It wasn't him.
Mysterious earthquakes have been wreaking havoc on the city for weeks.
Water is being diverted, tunnels have become blocked,
sunlight has even seeped in.
Sunlight? No!
[sizzling] [groans]
Have you gone out to investigate the cause?
Or asked the surface dwellers for help?
We can't go above ground. We'll burn alive.
Plus, we don't associate with your kind if we can help it.
Indeed. Insularity is how we Olms survive.
Fewer friends, sure. But also fewer foes.
I am Parisia. What do you want, outsiders?
We've come to see Mother Olm.
Mother Olm? How do you know... [sniffs]
You two! I should have known you were involved.
For bringing outsiders here, you shall be punished severely.
You should be thanking them.
King Andrias is gonna destroy Amphibia
if we don't join together and stop him.
That's none of our concern.
We will thrive down here as we always have.
By keeping our snouts out of other species business.
- [rocks crashing] - [rumbling]
[Olms screaming]
It's probably that giant drill we saw.
Andrias must be mining for something.
Got to be iron ore.
Proteus is built on a huge deposit of it.
He must want it to build more war machines.
A giant drill? War machines?
[laughs] Preposterous.
These natural tremors are nothing more than common earthquakes.
- Makes sense to me. - Uh-huh.
But what about the sunlight? How do you explain that?
Silence! Guards, dispose of these outsiders.
What about us? Give us a second chance!
No second chances.
This is the Olm way.
And stay out.
[Lysil, Angwin sigh]
Hey. I know what it's like to make a huge mistake you regret.
I'm still fighting to make up for it.
And I hope you won't give up either.
[sighs] We'll try. Easier said than done.
[rumbling] [gasps]
The drill! [grunts]
It must be getting close to the city.
We have to do something! [grunts]
Come on. I know a shortcut to the surface.
Phew. You didn't say the shortcut was full of stank beetles.
Don't worry. You'll stop smelling in five days.
Or was it five years?
All right, team. Attack plan epsilon.
What about us? We want to help too.
The sunlight's too strong. Just wait here. We got this.
All right, Plantars. Let's go.
[computer] Reaching Proteus in ten, nine...
- This thing's on autopilot. - ...eight, seven...
- Everyone try to find a way - ...six...
to shut it down.
[alarm blares]
Oh, crud. It needs a password.
Any guesses?
Try 12345!
[alarm blares] Eh, worth a shot.
[computer] Five, four, three, two...
Ugh! We're out of time.
It sounds like they're in trouble.
We can't just sit here.
Finally something we agree on. Come on!
[sizzling] [both groan]
[both] For Proteus!
[sizzling] [both groaning]
Lysil, Angwin, what are you doing?
What we have to.
Angwin, you ready?
Ready!
[both screaming]
Hold fast, Lysil!
You too, Angwin.
It's coming down. Run!
[all screaming]
[all groaning]
Everyone okay?
Lysil? Angwin?
Oh, no.
[groaning]
Guys, are you okay?
I can't believe you dove into the drill like that.
It was the only way to save the city.
Proteus will always be our home.
Even if we don't live in it.
[sniffing]
Gonna be real hard to deny the existence of that drill now.
This doesn't prove anything.
[all] What?
How do I know
you didn't fake this?
Look at Lysil and Angwin.
They nearly killed themselves to protect you and your dumb city.
Did they? Maybe they injured themselves on purpose
to make it look like they protected us.
- Yeah. - That's right.
You two, get these outsiders out of our city.
Sasha: Argh! You are the biggest moron I have ever met!
[echoing]
Parisia: Excuse me?
Anne: Whoa. Sash, I don't think that's a good i...
Sasha: I don't care anymore, Anne! Lysil and Angwin bent over backwards to prove they deserved a second chance. But this snooty despot and her crummy town aren't worth it! Come on, guys. If these idiots wanna perish in denial, that's their business. Let's get out of here.
Parisia: Hmm.
Sasha: Don't worry, you two. If this city won't have you, Wartwood will.
- We will? -
Parisia: Not so fast! You dare insult Parisia, the guardian of Proteus, who has ruled over the city for thousands of years?! Impressive. You've all got guts. Especially the fur-clad one.
[all] Huh?
I haven't been yelled at like that
for about 500 years,
and it kinda shook me up.
I don't know what's going on topside,
but maybe it's better to be safe than sorry.
You shall meet Mother Olm.
Hang on. What about Lysil and Angwin?
Ugh. Fine.
They shall be granted access to the city.
- Yes! - Yay! - You won't be sorry!
Under constant supervision.
Boo. Oh, that's lame.
Oof. Oh, okay.
Thank you so much. We appreciate it.
Yes, yes. Don't make me regret it.
Now then, follow me.
Mother awaits.