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"Kuribush."
I command you deep into Mist Valley!
Daddy.
Do you know that a... a five metre tall bird is living in the grove?
Five metre?
Is that so?
Five metre?
Well... Where I'm going now...
there are probably no birds at all...
just pine-trees; small pine-trees.
Teeny-weeny pine-trees.
Bye!
Hello there.
Now we'll figure out who you are, really.
"Kuribush."
I'll give you three seconds.
One thousand and one,
one thousand and two,
one thousand and three.
No? Well then.
"Kuribush."
This is good!
As a matter of fact the very best one so far.
Don't eat the art objects.
Yes...
Did you take my cloth?
Well now. Well now!
You serpent's spawn, you little imp!
Now, there's only one punishment severe enough,
green toads and no breakfast in 21 days!
Summer vacation...
I say!
Come to me, frog.
Oops!
How do you do, Svampe? My name is Laura and his is Beine.
- We are glad to see you. - Yes, we are glad to see you.
Maybe you'd like to say hello to my mother?
He wonders if we like to say hello to his mother.
Is he the one?
Of course he's the one!
In serious matters, you must never rush ahead. He could be a dead ringer.
But dear Laura, he is the one, dead certain.
Who?
Dead certain.
- Your name is Svampe, isn't it? Svampe Nielsen. - Yes.
See!
You don't have a twin brother with the same name, do you? A double?
He is the one!
Correct.
We have been searching for a long time.
Edna doesn't recuperate, and that makes Laura worried, you see.
And I have to polish and polish.
Who's Edna?
Go ahead, say it!
Well.
That's not easily said.
She belongs to the family, in a way.
Just like you.
Are we family?
No, no, not literally, but...
in a way we are... from now on.
Svampe! Breakfast, in spite of your manners!
- Cripes! Let's sneak away. - Yes, let's do.
Come on, Svampe.
Cripes.
What's that?
This is the most magnificent inspection trolley in the world.
I've polished it myself.
Laura likes glossy things.
Wouldn't you have a seat?
Here.
I want to be home for dinner.
Oh, he asks if he can be back for dinner.
- Of course you'll be back for dinner. - Yes.
- Laura's cooking isn't anything to write home about. - What?
It's boiled potatoes and fried potatoes and raw potatoes and...
fried potatoes and boiled potatoes and raw potatoes and...
Enough of that, Beine!
We've got your point.
But it was just a joke, Laura.
But you do dabble a little.
You know that I love your potatoes, Laura.
I love everything coming from your hands.
Cripes! Did I deserve this right now?
Everything in order, Laura.
Everything will shine again;
all fine and glossy.
Look now.
What about that commission you mentioned?
It's a very important commission.
You said so, yes, but how do I fit in?
I believe you do in many ways.
First it's...
Gosh, Beine. Look! Look!
Good heavens!
Oh no! Laura, are you dead?
No.
Careful!
There, there Laura, all is taken care of. Let's go again.
Oh no!
The spare canister, quickly! Over there, in the holder.
Hurry!
Which one?
The round one.
It's only some rust.
You must never utter that word. That word is forbidden!
Svampe, come here and sit down. It'll all be fine, you see.
There, there!
There! Back to normal again.
What?
Let's forget all about it.
I must go home.
But dear Laura, we must go and see Edna. Urgently!
I must go home to Titus and Totus. Now!
Before I do anything else!
Of course we'll go home first, Laura, to Titus and Totus.
At once!
Titus and Totus?
Svampe, come and give me a hand.
He is stark mad, isn't he?
Who?
The motorcycle man.
- So, you mean Trym. - Trym...?
- Do you know him? - Do I know him?
Nobody knows Trym, really, but Laura knew in older days.
There it is!
Titus and Totus!
Well Svampe, this is Irbur.
- Irbur? - Yes, this is our home.
Irbur?
Hello, Titus!
I'm home. Hello!
Look at that man!
Is it...?
Is it Jesus?
No, I don't think so.
But he's a swift guy. We call him Shadow.
Shadow.
Gosh!
Shadow is a bit shy. It takes a little while to get to know him.
Oh, my little silver-hens.
Come to mother!
"Go away!"
Shame on you, ill-mannered boys! Talk like that to Svampe!
- How do you do. - "How do you do."
My name is Svampe Nielsen.
- Shadow. - "Svampe."
Do you like birds?
Well, not all birds.
Oh, you simply have to like Titus and Totus, my incomparable silver-hens.
This... this is Titus; the other one is Totus. He's intensively jealous of Titus.
Jealous?
Yes, in a way that is fouler than grudging.
Kids can be jealous of their siblings,
and a woman can be jealous of another woman due to a man.
- Really? - Yes, and the other way round, of course.
"Go away!"
Faugh! What kind of behaviour is this?
Svampe is a selected one!
Shoo, off you go for a flight.
Get some exercise, both of you.
"Come on, Titus!"
You must understand, Svampe...
it's impossible for me to be angry with them,
because we are family in a way, Titus and Totus and I.
Maybe young Svampe is thirsty?
No.
LAURA!
Laura.
So... and this one.
This is for you, Svampe.
Thank you very much.
- Here you are. - Thank you, dear.
Well... we have been engaged almost sixteen years now, Laura and I.
Yes. Time passes, dear.
Don't you think it's about time we get married, Svampe?
Yes...
We have been discussing this, Beine.
Oh no!
More sugar?
Everything is just fine, Laura, just fine.
I'll fix it in no time.
Don't move, Laura.
What is that special word of yours, Svampe Nielsen?
Kuribush.
- Pardon? - Kuribush.
Beine, the motorcycle man,...
Trym,...
do you think he was jealous?
Out of the question!
Oh no! Not again!
- "Totus is coming. Totus is coming." - "Titus is coming."
Totus is bringing a gift to madam Laura.
Oh, my sweet little Totus-bird!
Are you bringing a gift for Laura?
Of course you'll have something to eat, my little silver-hen.
Thank you so much.
Now the birds are fed. We must leave.
Oh my, we are forgetting all about Edna.
Her husband died, you see.
Whose husband died?
Edna's husband Edvin died half a year ago.
Since then, Edna hasn't been quite herself.
Her train is unused.
Edna lies on her bed, sulking.
I think she has withdrawn, actually.
Love.
Love is to blame.
We thought that we... that you could cheer her up a bit.
Love!
"Cripes!"
"Shoo!"
"Titus, come here, come here!"
Svampe!
Come on!
Locked! As I suspected. Did you bring what you need?
Our intention is to fool and help Edna at the same time.
Maybe if you could act as the chief train inspector...
then Edna and her train might become in high spirits again.
What do you think about that, Svampe?
Well... I don't think I have the looks of a chief train inspector.
Rubbish! Have you ever seen a chief train inspector?
No.
Well then. See!
Nobody is at home.
Pity. Let's go again.
No! She is at home. She doesn't care for visitors, that's all.
Come on. Hurry.
Is that you, Laura?
Yes. In person!
How do you do, Laura, how do you do,
younger and more beautiful than ever, I can see.
Oh, I wouldn't say that exactly.
The way people dress up now-a-days! A woollen cloth! Imagine that!
No, no!
Don't remove the cloth. It's protecting me against sickness.
We bring a visitor for you, Edna.
Svampe.
Come here.
The chief train inspector is here to see you.
What? Who? Where?
Svampe Nielsen...
chief train inspector.
Edna... train owner.
I had in mind to make a tour of inspection of the train.
That is, if you have stoked the engine.
But you couldn't have done that could you, since you are sick?
Yes I have.
I've preheated it.
To be on the safe side.
Laura, he is very young, the chief train inspector of yours.
But dear Edna, is it a proper subject for decent human beings,
to talk about the age of a person?
No, no, Laura, that was not my intention...
I just thought, that he is not exactly old.
It's noting wrong with... I didn't mean that...
Come on, Beine!
Svampe.
Don't forget who you are.
You are the one to drive the engine!
When everybody is ready, you push the brake forward like this.
After that you move that one and say "steam".
My gosh, I found two passengers waiting!
In the rear carriage.
Two foreigners.
Laura told me to entertain them.
Well then, we should be ready for departure.
Right.
This one...
Hello.
The driver is quite new on the post, you see.
He has never driven a train before, frankly.
I see you fancy speed.
I've always considered it perilous to go this fast, but...
you ought to know about this better than I do.
Hmm, you might have forgotten to check the oil.
Oh dear, you mustn't pour oil in the ash-pan!
I wouldn't say that!
This train gets too little oil!
Remember to pour some drops of oil in the ash-pan every morning,
and you'll notice a change in behaviour.
Well then, if you say so.
Stop! We've reached our destination. The tracks end here!
Help me!
Only a few steps left of the laid out tracks!
Two millimetres further, and we had all been angels!
Cripes!
Gosh.
Good bye, Mr chief train inspector.
I simply have to make a second trip.
I had totally forgotten how fun it is to drive a train.
It was a sheer pleasure.
But remember,
a train must be exercised in fresh air every day;
every day, no less!
This turned out really good.
Oh my, I must go home! It's dinner time.
We will take you home at once, Svampe,
but Laura wants to hand something over to you first.
I didn't mean to nick it, Svampe,
just borrow it for a while.
It is so beautiful and shining.
There you are! Dinner is served.
I have driven a train engine today; all by myself!
A train engine; I say!
I also played with trains at your age.
Who did that?
Svampe Nielsen, chief train inspector.
What do you want, Beine? It's almost night!
- Did you hurt yourself? - You must come at once!
What's up?
Be quick. I'll explain later.
- Is something the matter? - Titus and Totus have disappeared.
Is that all? I thought someone had died at least.
You cannot imagine how bad this is!
Yesterday evening they were suddenly gone.
Poor Laura is completely upset!
And imagine all the polishing!
Polishing?
Yes, goodness gracious!
When not even Shadow knows where they are,
then "the poor are to be praised".
Is Shadow a pauper?
No, that's an old saying.
He's a bird talker and...
and a wizard, you know.
He... he'll explain everything.
Well Svampe, you see, every time...
Laura...
well, you must have noticed that, every time Laura gets really sad...
then... this...
I don't find the word... this...
Rust?
The sadder she is, or the angrier...
the more of it appears.
Look!
It should have been glossy by now.
Nothing is glossy any longer!
And Laura ran off fully upset.
You see, Svampe...
without these two birds...
without Titus and Totus, Laura is...
pitiful.
She is...
How do I put it... she is...
nil.
Yes, as good as nil.
And without Laura, Titus and Totus are also nil.
The need each other!
Then they are happy.
Do you understand?
Cripes! This won't do!
I must go and join Laura, poor thing. She so upset!
Another dreadful circumstance, the most sinister of it all...
Laura herself is rusting!
Without joy and love... Laura begins to rust.
No Titus and Totus... no Laura.
Do you mean that she will die?
Disappear,
turn into rust,
become nil.
Isn't there anything you can do?
My powers are extremely limited.
Well, one thing maybe...
but I don't know if I dare.
What do you mean?
There. Be careful, Laura.
This is a day of sorrow, Svampe,
a day of sorrow.
We must go searching again.
I know of no other options.
Miss Laura,
I will summon an extraordinary meeting for the Bird Wizards Society.
Good luck! I must stay with Laura. She can't be left alone in her great distress.
Come on, come on, quickly!
My cloak. Help me put it on.
What you will witness here today is... how do you put it... is secret.
This is very secret.
And you must sit still on the...
must sit still and don't utter a word. Understood?
I you must promise not to tell a single person...
what you have seen today. Understood? Come on.
Guest?
Guest.
Friend?
Friend.
Sit down here at the stairs.
We, Kowinckel, call upon you to put forward your appeal, brother Shadow.
Honourable Kowinckel.
Honourable council.
Honourable winged spirits.
I beg of you to listen,
and to listen attentively.
My dear friends, the winged spirits Titus and Totus, have...
disappeared, and we have reason to believe that they are in...
great danger.
There is also reason to believe that...
they did not disappear by their own power.
Should they come to harm or become...
exterminated,...
I know what consequences will follow.
Honourable council, the situation is very grave.
I plead for your assistance.
We, Kowinckel, and the...
honourable council, have decided...
that five hundred scouts will be sent out when the sun sets this evening,
and once again when the sun rises tomorrow.
I do thank you, Sir Kowinckel,
I do thank the honourable council, but...
I allow myself to...
I'm acting in utmost accordance with my conscience;
I cannot accept your offer!
The situation is too grave!
We are facing a situation concerning life and death.
What then is it you want of me, brother Shadow?
I wish that you make use of your inner eye, Sir Kowinckel,
and find Titus and Totus!
The royal clan Jardesia was step by step extincted...
by bird-eaten Mangans, and still nobody dared to ask Kowinckel for help.
And now brother Shadow, you want us...
Kowinckel, to establish a contact with higher powers...
to find two pet birds!
My answer is, no!
Most honourable Kowinckel,
I'm forced to expose a tiny circumstance, that you might have forgotten;
something put down in the records of our society, and that took place in 1918,
when my uncle, the honourable Mr Palme, was president in our honourable society,
and when your grandfather, Sir Kowinckel,
like I am for the moment, was a member of the high council.
One dark winter night...
my uncle was contacted by a bird from the Kasaba clan.
This bird whispered in the ear of my uncle...
that your grandfather, Sir Kowinckel,... had been taken prisoner
by the Kasaba clan, and was to be executed that very same night!
What actions did he take, my honourable uncle Palme?
He raised from his seat of honour... at this council...
and he saved the life of your grandfather, Sir Kowinckel,...
by endangering his own!
Thank you!
Yes, I have the damned birds;
here, in my plant!
And Laura will not get them back...
until she comes back to me!
Because Laura is mine!
She has always been.
If Laura is not at place here before tomorrow,
then you can say goodbye to these stupid birds of yours!
That was Trym, wasn't it? He said that Laura must come back to him.
Have they been a couple?
You see, many years ago, Laura tended his house;
Mr Trum... no, Mr Trym.
She was his, what is the word... spouse...
no, his house keeper, his wife.
Wife?
Have Trym and Laura been married?
Well, married... married... how do you put it...
Do you know where Trym lives?
Very far away, and a hazardous way too, so...
What you have in your mind, Svampe Nielsen,
that is utterly... oh my, what is the proper word...
unwise!
I'm just a wizard, who... who can...
can blow life into some little birds, and do petty tricks, but...
when dangerous things are about to happen, I am nil.
I am frightened by nature.
Frightened. In my eyes you weren't scared, when talking to Kowinckel.
What about Beine? He doesn't want Laura to move to Trym?
Beine's... Beine's heart would explode of grief.
He has proposed to Miss Laura nine thousand times.
Well?
Mr Trym has the birds in his... his...
- Custody? - Right.
Oh cripes!
I cannot keep up with the polishing, and poor Laura is so weak.
- What do we do now? - Well, I don't know.
I... I think I have come up with something; a really good idea.
Yes! Let's go ahead; tonight!
Right!
Let's see.
Some sliced sausage,
liver paté,
lettuce,
Stop!
Isn't this a piece of sliced herring, swimming in its mustard sauce?
I'm in a hurry.
Frankly, I don't have the time.
One thousand and one, one thousand and two, one thousand and three.
No, off you go.
If we succeed in this, Laura,
- Then we will marry the very day of tomorrow! - Yes.
Yes, tomorrow.
This is not a safe way.
Who are you today, Mr chief train inspector?
Today, or more precisely, tonight I am...
... Laura!
Svampe, you must be careful.
Clothes can be ghostly, and you don't know if they are angry.
Nobody could be angry with Laura.
Could they, Shadow? Eeeh?
No no, you shouldn't ghost...
Tell me; what is that word?
...jest in this kind of a critical moment.
Full House!
Are we there already?
Something is standing on the tracks!
I don't know what it is.
Come and have a look!
There!
Couldn't you conjure him away?
Oh no, never when I am scared.
When I am scared, I am completely...
- What's that word? - Nil?
Yes, nil, nothing, useless.
Stop that nonsense, Mr wizard. Make him go away!
Begone.
BEGONE!
Don't leave me, Beine.
I don't dare... You cannot leave me here all alone.
Please!
Cheer up, Laura!
In a little while we'll be back with Titus and Totus.
And tomorrow we will marry.
Don't go!
You must help me. You must polish!
Be brave, my little sweetheart.
Do some polishing of your own now.
I don't know how!
Polish, Laura. Polish!
Beine!
Cripes! What do we do now?
It's possible that my trifling magic powers...
could be helpful in a situation like this.
Well, I've never made use of these before,
so I'm not sure if they wa... wi...
Oh, what is the proper word... if they will work.
Now you'll wake up the whole town!
I di.. did... didn't expect them to be... be... that powerfull!
Well. Shall we go in?
We move in!
Shadow, you stay put and keep a watching eye.
Ye... ye... yes.
It... it's not dangerous.
It's... it's stuffed. It's not dangerous at all.
Trym is puttering with animal stuffing, and that... that one is stuffed.
Come on.
Edna. Edna, I've polished all by myself. Look!
That's about time!
Who is it?
Begone!
Be quiet, you feathered creatures!
Tomorrow, you two might be my next items.
Oops.
Trym!
What? Laura?
Oh Laura! Is that really you?
Imagine that. You are here!
Where did you go, my dear?
Here I am, Trym!
So, you care for playing hide-and-seek with old Trym?
But! Where did you go this time?
My own little rose, my dove!
Stand still!
Stand still, so that I can squeeze you a little.
Cripes.
I will catch you!
Old Trym will find you!
Laura!
Here I am, Trym.
- Laura! Just imagine; she's here! - Trym!
Little Laura.
"Mummy told me to pick that,"
"but I was a naughty brat"
"and put this one in my hat."
It's no fun any more!
Come to me now, Laura.
Please!
Now comes the moment of truth.
- Now I got you, my little baby-bird. - Let go of me!
- Let go, I said! - Now you are caged!
You look so small. Have you shrunk?
Who are you?
"Hurry. Hurry."
Let's run off, Svampe!
Stop!
Burglars!
You lousy impostors!
I... Stop! I will catch you!
Svampe! Svampe!
Just you wait. Just you wait!
I'll make mince-meat out of you!
You wicked boy!
I will give you... I will give you...
Bye, Trymse-mymse. Bye!
You little imp!
You wretched crow-thieves!
Hurry, Svampe!
He is angry!
On the double, Shadow!
Come on, Shadow! Shadow!
Stop it, you thieves!
Thieves!
I will come and get you!
Nobody cheats Trym...
without regretting it for years and years!
Just you wait!
"Laura."
- "Laura." Full speed, Edna! Full speed!
My children! Come to mommy.
It wont start. It wont start.
Too much oil, maybe?
Drive faster. He's coming.
So you think you can fool Trym.
Nobody fools Trym!
Laura! Come, let's go.
Now I have had enough of you, my dear Trym.
Enough!
That was the last straw!
I ask you this, Trym,
have you so totally forgotten to love your neighbour?
Neighbour? I have no neighbours!
I live alone.
Who's fault is that? I ask you, who's fault is that?
You have a son who'd love to visit you, but you close your door to him.
And you have grandchildren who miss their grandfather.
But you never pay them a visit,
and you never buy them gifts;
despite you having so much money, that you can pile it under your bed.
And you dress like a guttersnipe.
and you never wash.
And as if that wasn't enough,
you are a wicked person, wicked and stupid!
- Stupid? - Yes, stupid.
- Stupid? - Yes.
Stupid.
You are harassing innocent people, and...
Cripes!
Svampe.
What is this, have you got sleeping sickness, Svampe?
What time is it?
One o'clock, almost.
Cripes!
Bye!
Have a good time, honey.
Where are you going, by the way?
To a wedding.
So, to a wedding.
I had climbed the ship mast.
We were at berth.
And I looked down at the quay.
There I saw the loveliest little maid,
dressed in a white frock and tiny shoes.
She waved her hand, and I waved back, you know.
I fell down, seven metres, and broke my leg in three places.
That was Laura, sixteen years ago,
and now we are getting married.
"Hello, Svampe. Hello."
Hello.
Svampe.
Laura's getting nervous. She's locked herself in, in the sleeping compartment.
I don't know if I dare to...
Everything is so neat; even the old people are here.
- The old people? - Yes.
They threaten to return home, if we do not get started with the wedding.
Would you speak to her?
- Speak with Laura? - Yes.
Persuade her.
No, Beine, that I cannot do!
This, you must fix yourselves, Beine. You are acting like little kids!
Don't leave, Svampe, please, Svampe!
I beseech you!
Who is there?
It's me, Svampe.
Come in.
How beautiful you are, Laura.
I am?
Yes.
This wedding gift is to you from me.
Wedding gift?
Won't you open it?
Yes.
You know Laura, old love is not soon forgotten.
"Wine."
"Wine. Wine."
- But. - "Wine!" - Well then...
"More wine. More!"
Beine, I'm just joking!
Cripes, Laura!
Oh cripes!
Cripes!
Take it easy! He's meek as a lamb.
Come here.
I ask you, Beine, do you want to have Laura, standing by your side?
Yes.
"Look! Look!"
"The roof. The roof! Shadow."
Then I ask you, Laura, do you want to have Beine, standing by your side?
Do you want to have Beine, standing by your side?
- Laura! - Yes.
Do you want to have Beine, standing by your side?
- Yes. - Good. We hereby declare you as wedded man and wife.
"Yes. Yes"
Hello.
You'll also have a chance.
One thousand and one,
one thousand and two,
one thousand and three.
There he is!
Gosh. Svampe, you really gave us a start!
Where have you been?
I told you I was to attend a wedding.
A wedding?
What happened?
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