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♫ He's Vic the Viking

♫ Sailing the seas, it's Vic the Viking

♫ Full of ideas, it's Vic the Viking

♫ Say, won't you take us with you, please

♫ He's Vic the Viking

♫ With new adventures, Vic the Viking

♫ Battle the dragons, Vic the Viking

♫ Bring every enemy to his knees

♫ Vic the Viking

- 193,

294, 295, 296.

297, 298.

299.

Oh, here, where was I?

(giggling)

Ah, 300!

Our village's treasure amounts to 300 gold coins

and 15 kilos of precious stones.

(cheering)

(exciting music)

- He's coming, he's coming!

- Who's coming?

Sven?

Sven!

Vikings, are you ready to fight along with me?

(cheering)

- It's Hans.

- Who's that?

- The tax collector.

(gasps)

(dramatic music)

(evil snickering)

In the name of our king, Hans is coming

to claim half our wealth!

(snickering)

But he keeps it for himself, and we cannot say anything.

(crying)

- Oh?

- Nobody is going to take our treasure.

Vikings, who is ready to fight with me?

(cheering)

- Dad, dad, if you fight against Hans,

the king will send his armies and destroy the village.

- You're right.

Vikings, who is ready to hide with me?

(record scratch)

Uh, hide the treasure with me, of course.

(cheering)

(playful horn music)

Put it all at the back.

(grunting)

- Oh, look, ah.

(swirling wind)

(grunting)

- Are we under attack?

Charge!

Courage, vikings!

I am here!

(wincing and grunting)

- What happened?

(giggling)

- What in Thor's name is going on here?

(gasps)

- It must be the wind that blew it out.

Don't worry, I'll fix this.

(playful music)

- [Group] Oooh.

- Well done, my son.

- What, no, it's not working, I can't!

(pot shattering)

- I want gold.

Rubies, precious stones!

- Gold, rubies?

But we are merely poor vikings.

- Ah, one day, perhaps I shall see the color of gold.

But they say it burns the eyes, is that true?

How would I know, I've never seen any.

- Search the houses!

(adventurous music)

- Ah!

- There's nothing of worth.

- You've searched everywhere.

You can see there's nothing here.

(dramatic drumbeat)

(cash register dings)

- Confiscate it.

- [Group] No!

- Nobody will steal my drakkar from me.

- We'll see.

- It's mine, you'll have to get past me first.

- And us. - And us.

We're fierce and proud.

We won't budge so much as a feather.

(seagull cries)

- Things are going to get very unpleasant for you, captain.

(laughing)

- Oh!

- We can't let this happen.

(tear drops)

(bright music)

Gilby, I'm gonna need you to trust me.

- Mhm.

(gasps)

- Ulme, I need you to draw something for me.

(swords clanking)

- Wait, no, don't hurt them.

I'll tell you where our treasures are.

Ylvi?

Ha, this girl is a little wag, isn't she?

Don't listen to her.

Very funny, Ylvi.

Really, she's, ho, very funny.

(forced laughter)

- All right, girl, tell me where the treasure is.

- It's in a cave, follow me.

- Hey, ho, don't leave.

Untie me, you too.

- Right away, chief.

(grunting and yelling)

(dramatic music)

- But it's going to be tiny if I paint on this.

- Don't worry about that.

- It's in there.

But be careful, there's a monster in that cave.

- A monster?

Fetch some torches.

We're going to search this cave.

Was it Halvar who told you that?

- Oh.

Hurry up, they're coming!

- I've almost finished.

(blowing air)

- You lead the way.

Oh!

- Great, and now, keep your eyes wide open.

- [Group] Agh!

- [Henchman] Did you hear that?

What do we do, chief?

(growling)

(screaming)

(playful music)

(grunting and groaning)

- Oh.

(screaming)

(growling)

- It's a catastrophe.

The monster has stolen our treasure.

And worse, my niece has betrayed us.

- Hmm.

(whispering)

- Oh?

(laughing)

I've been thinking.

I'll take care of this.

I now insist on paying my due to the king.

Leave your guards here, I'll go.

A viking never backs down, not even before a monster.

I'm in no danger, I'm in no danger.

Ah!

This is just one of Vic's tricks.

I'm in no--

- It works with the light, papa.

And Ulme does the roaring.

(growling)

- This is, this is fantastic, Vic.

- Now, give me a boot.

(grunting and groaning)

- [Halvar] Ooh, that monster is eating me!

Ah, oh, that hurts.

Oh, oh, oh, stop.

- This way, they'll think you've been eaten by the monster.

- [Halvar] Oh, the injustice of it all,

oh, you vicious, vicious beast.

- No!

My husband!

Halvar.

- Be brave, chief, I'm coming.

Attack!

Attack!

- Shh, shh.

(laughing)

(yelling and swordfighting in cave)

- Ahh!

(upbeat music)

- Now you've got it!

(growling)

- Sounds like the monster is defeated.

Come on, we're getting the gold.

(snarling and chewing)

- The mon, the mon, the monster.

He has eaten the,

let's get out of here, fast!

(silly music)

- [Group] We saved it!

We saved the gold!

(cheering)

- We get to keep our treasure, we get to keep our treasure.

- Oh, Ulme, you are the greatest of viking artists.

This new invention has given me an idea for this evening.

(crowd shouting and cheering)

- [Halvar] Long live the vikings of Flake!

- [Group] Long live the vikings of Flake!