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THE EARTH

THE NEOPLEISTOCEEN AGE ...

NEAR MANCHESTER

AROUND EAT TIME

SOME TIMES LATER ...

Almost, Hognob. Somewhat further.

Do your best. We can do it.

Another small piece, Hognob.

I can join.

Got you.

Still have it.

No, Hognob. Enough.

Mum. Come on, Hognob, we wake up Bobnar.

Chief?

Chief?

Are you awake, Chief?

Chief. Time to go hunting.

Quite early, do not you, Dug? - But, Chief ...

we are always early.

Come on, everybody, wake up.

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Tomorrow, everybody. - Tomorrow, Chief.

Frisk this morning.

Wait a minute, Chief.

Chief.

I've been thinking. Are we always hunting rabbits?

And they are still tasty too.

Yes, but can not we hunt for something bigger?

Like a hare? - Like a buffalo. Or a mammoth.

You want us to go hunting on a five-ton, bone-breaking mammoth?

Yes, why not?

I think we can, Chief.

Dug, look at our forefathers.

They did not hunt big things either, did they? They hunted small round creatures.

Or something.

What are they?

No idea. They probably could not sign rabbits.

Wait. Chief.

About that with that mammoth ...

Listen, I'll keep it in mind. good?

Come on, Dug. Okay, collect all.

Grab a spear.

It is pointy.

Treebor, hurry up. - Mom.

Tomorrow, Barry. - Tomorrow, Dug.

Will Mr. Rock go hunting today? - He would not want to miss it for no gold.

Tomorrow, Asbo. Underwear changed? - Yes, Chief, along with Thongo. The champion.

Chief? - Yes, Gravelle?

When I raise my arm, it hurts. - Do not do that then.

Grubup, do not eat, that's Eemak.

Exactly. Good...

Head down, all. - Thank you, Dug.

We thank our valley, our home ...

this valuable land that sustains us and offers protection against the Badlands.

That we can live in peace, in harmonious balance with our forest ...

and all the animals that we share it with.

Okay, let's kill something.

A rabbit.

Very well.

I got him.

He's coming, Eemak

Nice try. - The surprise attack.

Right, Chief.

I got him.

Nope.

Crazy. Champion.

I'll take him, Gravelle.

Let me out. I'm stuck.

Well done, Mr. Rock.

Well done, everyone. Rabbit surprise tonight.

See, Dug? We hunt rabbits and everything is good.

The thing with rabbits is, Chief ... They are rather small.

Dug, look at us.

Do you really think we do can catch a mammoth?

Good footwork, Mr. Rock.

We?

You have practiced.

All quiet.

The rabbits fight back.

These are not rabbits.

Attack.

Mr. Rock.

To the Badlands.

The valley out? - Get out.

Hognob.

Where is Dug? Have you seen Dug?

Go ahead. - Thanks, Chief.

Dug.

Excellent.

Secure the valley and dig it up.

What about, Mr. Nooth?

Dumb cup. Dig up the ore. The metal that is in the ground.

The ore in the ground.

And the primitives? - Let them creep in the Badlands.

They have not performed anything with their tiny flints ...

You have chosen the wrong strain.

I am so afraid of your stones. The Stone Age is over, dino.

Long live the Bronze Age.

Okay, we're going. - Good, Mr. Nooth.

I am late for my massage.

Hey, get out.

Multifunctional pocket swords. Also handy for opening bottles.

Sliced ??bread. This is the best since ever.

Stay away from the bronze.

The what? - The bronze. Do you sometimes come from the Stone Age?

CLOSED

50 schnookels.

Voluntary contribution, everyone has to pay.

It has become more expensive again. - 50 schnookels. Voluntary contribution.

She did not voluntarily contribute.

Stop her.

Stop her.

Hey.

I really would not want to be there.

H�gelgraber, do you sometimes not see well? The arena is this way.

Your sissies are being slaughtered.

Walk.

All up for our powerful leader: Mr. Nooth.

Who challenges the champions?

We challenge them. - We accept the challenge.

The time has arrived.

Let the holy game begin.

See here for you: Real Bronzio ...

with their leader Jurgend.

The official for today: referee Dino.

In the name of Queen Oofeefa we thank you for the great game.

Playing football.

While I count my schnokels.

H�gelgraber, what are you doing? Go on goal.

What's with H�gelgraber? Come on.

Pick up.

To me.

Release.

Free kick.

H�gelgraber, just join.

Just kick.

What are you doing, H�gelgraber? You make your own goal.

He is not me.

A caveman?

Who plays the holy game? Bring him here.

How dare you...

How dare you go on our holy ground.

You have taken our land. Our home.

Which? Say, Stone Age Animal, you have no home.

It's done with your kind.

Take him and kill him, slowly.

I mean, take him normally and then slowly kill him. Idiots.

Continue with the game.

We challenge the champions.

Wait.

We challenge the champions.

What did you say?

He said, "We are ...". - I heard him.

If we win, we will keep our valley. You leave my tribe alone.

You think you can beat us with football?

A match between Bronze and the beasts?

What an idea. - Sacrilege, leader.

Yes indeed.

The mass would be such a vulgar spectacle love it.

For real?

For the valley, huh?

Dug. - It's Dug.

What does he have for fruit?

Football? What is that?

And how do we get our valley back? - It's a great game, Chief.

The leader of the Bronze people says, that if we win this game from them ...

Nice and short pants, say. - Mom.

... we get our valley back. - We want that.

And if we do not beat them?

Then we spend the rest of our lives working in a mine.

What is a mine?

Dug, we've never played this game before.

That's right. Someday.

Those petroglyphs in our valley ...

are from our ancestors playing football.

Champion. - If they did ...

why do not we?

I always smell of flickering memories. - This does not change anything, Dug. It is too risky.

Come on, Chief. We can do it.

I want to play soccer. Now.

Listen, we're not going ... No.

Okay, do not worry about us.

It will be fine with us. We just die painfully in the Badlands.

Now, Chief. Please give us a chance.

All right then. We're going to try that football thing.

I promise nothing. - The match is played at full moon.

And then we can go back to the valley. - Fat.

All right, draw up. They are yours, Dug. - Thanks, Chief.

Good.

Are boars allowed to play football?

No, I do not think so. Sorry, Hognob.

This is a football.

One side tries the ball Kicking this goal ...

and the other side tries the ball to kick in that goal.

Football sounds difficult.

What is happening if you shot the ball in it?

If you do that, the other men will hug you and kiss you.

Who wants to try? - I do.

Mom. - Good, Magma. Fine.

I'm trying to catch a ball and you have to stop me, okay?

Come on.

Beautiful.

Tight action, Mom. - Football is great.

That can not be right. You can not hit other players.

No, you have to attack the ball.

No, no weapons.

With the fist? - No not at all.

What's fun about that?

Okay, Thongo.

Nice try. Next one.

Hognob.

Do your best, Asbo.

Sorry, can we return our ball?

Trust me, Dino.

This football match between the Stone Age and the Bronze World is perfect.

I love it. - From football.

No, from bronze.

It is so cold, hard and smooth.

With this competition I am going to earn a lot of it. - What if the queen discovers it?

That old pie? She does not know what is happening here, fortunately.

Deliver message. - Your Football, a message bird.

Come, make sure it's ...

Hey? How do you use such a message bird?

It is the queen.

Speak in his ear, ma'am. He does everything he hears.

But if I do not even know if I can ... Test, test.

Nooth? - Maybe she heard about the match.

Of course not. - I heard about the match.

You organize a football match wanted a couple?

Idiot. Imagine that we lose. - That does not happen.

I said: imagine. Exactly.

The mighty Bronze Age brought to its knees by a bunch of cavemen.

I warn you, Nooth. You better not lose.

End of message.

Silly old witch. How dare she speak to me like that?

Silly old witch. How dare she speak to me like that?

Deliver message.

Guards, get that bird back. What does the queen know?

The cavemen are pummels. My players are ... - Overpaid?

Champions. - Oh yes, champions.

They think, sleep and eat football.

I do not think the cavemen do that.

Get up, time to start training.

To him, to her, to me. - I'm free.

No, not like that.

With 'free kick' I meant the ball. - Sorry, Dug.

Hognob, no.

Barry, where are you going? Do not go away. - Football is difficult.

Dug, my toe is doing very well.

Quietly, Magma. - Grubup, let go. I told you...

This is the only one we have.

Come on everybody. We must be able to do this. Do not sit down.

Grubup does not like football. Grubup gets hungry.

Eemak, keep it inside.

Food. Jammie.

A D.

No, duck.

Look, a big man-eating wild duck. Flight.

You have not eaten your original soup. - I have no appetite.

Dug, give up football, for their own good.

They just can not.

Do you miss the valley? - The valley is gone.

We're better off in the desert, then dabbling in a mine.

There is a big, strange duck, but at least we are together.

We are still a tribe. - We know that our ancestors played football.

I still think we can do it. - By which?

You do not even have a ball.

It is over.

No, there is still time. Come, Hognob.

Okay, Hognob.

Let's get balls.

What is this for strange magic?

Hognob, stay here. I do not want to attract attention.

What kind of noise?

Is that you, Stefano?

Stop messing around and come here with those sturdy hands from you.

Come on, Stefano. It is time for my massage.

HOLBEWONERSVVECHT WEDEWOEDE

The new player gets the ball on the center circle.

She passes one, plays the other through the legs and laps perfectly over the defender.

She goes all the way. She shoots and scores.

And the audience is going loose. Goal.

I need this, Stefano. I am stressed.

A hardworking governor like me ...

who is trapped in this terrible desert, deserves some extras.

Simple pleasures, such as good food, a massage ...

his own football team. Hurry up. I do not have the whole day.

My tendons feel like rope. Wash the whole pig.

You're that crazy caveman. - The angry potter.

What are you doing here, caveman? This is the holy field. Nobody can come here.

Balls. I need balls.

You broke into the stadium, just to find balls?

You are brave, caveman.

And stupid. More stupid than brave actually. - Thank you.

By the way, I am Goona.

Dug.

Come on, I can help.

That's nice.

I do not know why the queen is worried.

We know that cavemen are losers.

Those Stone Age chisels can not even beat their own grandmothers.

Stupid croquettes. Dumb boobs.

Stefano, not that hard. That is enough massage.

How about soothing music?

I'm jealous of you. - On me?

You can go on that holy field play for thousands of fans.

Maybe you will ever do that too.

Do you think girls to play for Real Bronzio?

You are really crazy. Why do you think I'm secretly coming here?

Who is that?

Scarper. - Stop, thieves.

Here.

They went there. No, there.

Give me, quickly.

You're very good. - Thanks. I exercise a lot.

I have a great idea.

Come.

What are you having tonight, Stefano?

Stefano? - Yes, Sire?

Hognob.

Hognob, this is Goona. Goona, Hognob. Hi, Hognob.

Is it going, Sire? - Of course not, idiot.

I just received a massage from a pig.

Wake up, everyone. I want to introduce you to someone.

This is Goona. - Hi.

She helps us win. - Why would she do that?

Then she can go on the holy field play for thousands of fans.

Nice to be there. In what system do you play?

System? - 4-4-2 or 4-4-3? Who is the central defender?

Do you play on the man or in a zone? - We kick the ball and run after it.

Do you think you beat Real Bronzio? by running after the ball?

You must get to know the opponent.

This is Jurgend, the captain. The best goal scorer in the known world.

And he is also known. Their winger ...

Lightning Hammer. He never shoots at the same place twice.

Midfielder Qwik Wun Tu. He kicks faster than you can think.

Defender Gonad the Gaul.

Nobody escapes his tackle.

Mom.

Make no mistake. These are the best players that bronze can buy.

They are huge, gigantic football giants.

We can never beat such a good team.

They might be good, but they are not a team.

They are eleven players who all think they are the star.

That is their weakness and so you can defeat them.

Goona is right.

They might be better players, but we have something they do not have.

Moss? - No moss, Barry. We have each other.

If we work together, maybe it works.

We have a lot to do and do not even have a full team.

What is happening here? - This is Goona and she helps us win.

I thought we were done with football. - Not now that you are there. You're in the team.

I'm not going to play. I am an old man. I am almost 32.

That is indeed old. You are the keeper.

That is setteled then.

Where is your training facility? Real Bronzio has the best.

The only thing we have is ...

the desert.

Three two one.

Here, everyone.

What are you doing? - There, everyone.

This is dangerous.

What do you want that ...

Get well ... - Play over and keep moving. This is important.

But whatever happens, stay in formation.

If so. All work together.

This can also be added. You found this in the valley of primitives?

Their ancestors played soccer much earlier than we did.

The queen may not know this. - Deliver message.

Oh no.

Why do I hear that the savages ...

have played soccer much earlier than we do?

I did not know. - According to my spies, they get better.

They train every day.

Do not ruin this, Nooth, or else ...

I tell you who enters the mine. You.

It's enough like this. They are Steentijdbruten. They live in caves.

They eat mud. I have to switch them off.

Making their caveman-headies crazy. - Brilliant. How do we do that?

No idea. The solution does not just come in.

Sire, we have something else in the mine of the valley.

We have made a copy for you.

That is perfect.

Hognob.

Good rescue.

We might have a chance tomorrow.

A small chance, but a chance.

If our ancestors did, we can do it too.

Not bad for 32, right?

Never thought I would say this, but we are good.

Here. - That's mine.

I'll get it.

Back home soon.

What are you doing? Let me go.

Calm down, caveman. I just wanted to show our new mine.

You will soon get a lot of bronze out of it.

We do not enter any mine, mammoth head.

Because you are great footballers ...

just like your ancestors.

You...

You know them?

We did not only find bronze here.

What?

More cave paintings?

Yes.

But these tell the whole story.

Your ancestors did not just play football ...

they invented it.

You even taught other tribes the rules.

But you had one problem.

No matter how much you tried ...

you always lost.

Game after game ...

match after game.

You gave it, after many moons ...

even just on.

It was too painful for you.

Your tribe ...

was rock-solid in football.

You are losers, caveman.

Always has been.

And you will stay that way. - No.

No, that can not be true.

Do you really believe that you can beat us tomorrow?

Come face it, caveman ...

you and your tribe do not have it in you.

But I want to offer you a deal.

A way out.

Sleep time. Great day tomorrow.

Come on, Treebor. - Can I sleep in a football outfit?

Goodnight everybody.

Think about it, caveman, because the mine is waiting.

On you and your primitive friends.

To work.

My arm hurts.

Where are you, Mama? - Silence.

Idiot, what did you do?

In the end, we are only one tribe that hunts rabbits.

I'm sorry, Chief.

I did not want this to happen.

You have to believe me.

Hognob.

My dear, dear friend.

What if I'm wrong?

What if Chief was always right?

What if we are just a tribe who hunts rabbits?

Forgive me, Hognob ...

but I have to close a deal.

I have to save the tribe.

Buy your cuddly caveman here, before they die out.

100 schnookels.

Free contribution. Everyone has to pay.

100 schnookels.

It has doubled. - Free contribution.

Everyone has to pay. - This is outrageous.

Can you exchange against a plate?

It goes according to plan, Dino.

I love you, small, bronze coin.

Hey.

I love you, and yours.

And also yours.

What are you doing?

Not that stupid old bird again.

Tell cook to cook it.

Stupid old bird?

'Cook'?

Your Majesty.

This is an unexpected ...

pleasure.

I thought I would come to this contest myself ...

and what to amuse me. - A great pleasure, Your Majesty.

It must be said, Brian, that Real Bronzio's manager has a disadvantage.

A terrible start for him. Just awful.

Nerves before the match.

You're right, Brian.

I took my Royal Commentators with me.

To sit.

Right.

Let's start with the fun.

Bring out the Stone Age challengers.

What? Where are you taking me?

What do you want to say?

Dug, right.

Who challenges the champions?

You leave my people alone, as agreed?

Yes, just say the words.

Not me.

I give up and offer myself voluntarily for the mines.

And?

And our valley ...

is yours.

Dear heaven. Are cavemen crawling in their den?

Apparently.

How disappointing.

Everyone home.

There is no contest.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

Tell the staff: no refunds.

Wrong.

Wrong? Nobody plays.

No, this goes wrong.

Bryan, the Stone Age team seems to have flown in.

Indeed, Brian. They look absolutely good in the air.

Do you understand?

Well done. There appears to be a competition.

Did you start without us, Dug?

Chief, we can not play this match.

Because of a few paintings?

So you know about those awful drawings?

They are terrible. I can even paint better.

But they are not anymore.

Paintings.

They count.

You were right, Dug.

I thought we were just rabbit hunters.

Well, no more. You let me see that.

Who is playing with Dug?

For the valley?

Champion.

That would have wanted Mr. Rock.

We challenge the champions.

Your funeral, caveman.

This can be an odd match ...

but hopefully it is entertaining.

Let's deal with this.

What?

We're going for it.

This is interesting.

H�gelgraber.

Waking.

Very interesting.

THE BRUTEN

Unbelievable, Bryan.

The Stone Age team has teased the napping opponents.

Beginner's happiness, Your Majesty.

Bad move, caveman.

Now you have made us angry.

And it's right again.

Jurgend.

Let's take a look again.

Stairs.

Goal.

The dolls are right. - Kiss Kiss. Hug.

The dolls do not lie, Brian.

And that's a goal. Number two.

Real Bronzio does not intend to accept it.

Never mind. Come on, everybody.

And so the match seems to be played.

It's a break, Bryan, and Real Bronzio dominates this game.

you go to the mine

We're just going back to the valley.

Come on, everybody.

Show them what we can do.

Think about your training, Eemak.

Good, Eemak. That's how you do it.

Gosh, it seems a counterattack by the cavemen.

Let's see you tackle.

Great, Magma.

What was that?

Unorthodox, Bryan, but effective.

This is unheard of.

I can not remember a team who scored two goals against Real Bronzio.

Idiot. What are you thinking? Dumb ...

Idiot. Do I have to do everything?

A caveman comes along.

Snack, Your Majesty?

Get rid of your snacks.

Real Bronzio does not know what happens to them.

The Stone Age team starts to play well together.

You do not miss it, Brian. It is just Early Man United.

That's a joke, Brian.

Look at that. The Stone Age attacker evades one ...

plays another by the legs ...

Go for it, Goona.

She's going for it.

She shoots.

She scores.

The audience goes through the roof.

And who can blame them?

Wait a minute. She should not even stand on the field.

And why not?

She is a girl ...

A great player.

Re-pack your ...

unless you are for the rest of the season want to be suspended.

Continue playing.

Dino.

Do you have your rule book at hand? - Of course.

Well done.

Because I throw it at you.

Come on, everybody.

One more goal and we are going home.

Dino had to lie down for a moment.

I am the new referee.

That's not fair.

No? We ask the new referee.

Scheids, is it fair?

Yes, completely honest.

Good, continue playing.

It is stoppage time.

Understood?

That's not cricket, Bryan.

What cricket may be. - Nothing happened. Continue playing.

No. - Nothing seen. No mistake.

Continue playing.

No no. Rise. Continue playing.

That is heavy under the belt.

Chief.

Caveman down, Bryan.

My leg. My leg is such a pain.

Penalty kick.

Jurgend should get an Oscar.

Chief?

I am recovering quickly. - Awesome.

So. Good job.

Come on, that was never a penalty. - View the repetition.

And stairs.

Referee.

My leg.

No, the crocodile.

Terrible mistake.

Beat him with sausages.

Scandalous. Definitely a penalty kick.

A draw is not good enough for the primitive part-timers, Bryan.

And now this.

A Real Bronzio penalty kick in the final minutes of the game.

And the keeper looks bad too.

Dug?

Chief?

I have hunted rabbits all my life.

I stood in the way of your development.

Sorry.

Chief?

Dug, I do not want to worry you ...

but how do we get to a goalkeeper?

Hognob?

Is that a pig in the target?

A re-spec tabled decision. Do you understand? Bacon.

I have never missed a penalty.

At least not against a pig.

And it all seems over for this brave team, Bryan.

A great attempt ...

but it was not enough in the end.

Say goodbye to your valley, caveman.

Come on, Hognob. You can do it.

A pig's leg against it.

The ball is not finished yet.

My ball.

Dug.

You were always a mammoth hunter.

Dug, here.

Go hunting for mammoths.

Give me a hand, everyone.

My ball.

Do not stand around me.

That is an excellent goal.

Look at that.

The giant duck is on the field. He thinks it's over.

Now it is.

Does this feel just as good as you imagined it?

No.

It's better.

Well done, old, fat friend.

False player. A shame for the football.

Good game.

Yes.

Well played, caveman.

You reminded us how the beautiful game should be played.

And for Lord Nooth ...

Nooth?

Where is it... - Rat.

Yes quite.

Guards.

Arrest that rodent.

Bye, losers.

That villain flees with the profits.

After you. - Yes, but can he escape?

Super shot. - And again.

Got you.

What a decline for Nooth, Brian.

Literally.

Caught by that strange bird.

Bryan, that's bronze for comedy. Well done, friend.

No, my dear schnookels.

Refund.

That should remind him of the pecking order.

And, caveman ...

I think this is yours.

Symbol of a match, sent from heaven.

Thank you, Your Bronze Chief.

And now it's time that you go home.

To your valley.

We are going home.

We did it.

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