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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

♫ Here's Vic the Viking

♫ Vic the Viking

♫ With new adventures Vic the Viking

♫ Vic the Viking

♫ Went on adventures with the Viking

♫ Vic the Viking

♫ Bring every enemy to his knees

♫ Vic the Viking

(whistle tune)

(horns)

- [Halvar] Washing all these dishes drives me crazy.

I want to go plundering.

- Uh-huh, go plundering now, and there won't be any

groot pie for you, great Viking warrior.

- (sighs) Alright, darling.

(horn music)

- My land in sight!

(Vicky and Ylvie giggle)

- [Boys] Row, row, row, row.

- Hey, hey, good weather today.

- Yeah.

- Huh?

Bleh.

- Got it, got it. - My treasure.

- Come and get it. - Give it back to me.

- I've got it.

I've got it.

- Hey, give it back to me.

Give my...

- Ugh.

- Ugh.

- [Vicky And Ylvie] Yeah.

- [Gilby] Get off me.

- Look at that treasure.

- Golden jewelry.

We'll live like kings forever.

- Playing pretend is just boring.

Fighting for an empty treasure chest, pftt.

Let's go.

- Aw, spoil sport.

(horn music)

- What's that?

- I don't know.

Come on.

(horns)

- [King] There, who's the king?

I'm the king.

How bout that?

Ooo, what a shot.

Whose the king?

Oh look at me, whoo hoo.

Watch out.

- Ow.

- Good one.

(Vicky and Ylvie laugh)

(king laughs)

- What marksmanship, our majesty is clearly

the greatest Viking warrior of all time.

- Mmm, oh, what is that smell.

I've never smelled anything this delicious.

- It's mom's groot pie.

- Follow that smell.

(children laugh)

You go get that food for me.

And don't you dare come back without the cook.

I want that cook in my castle.

- (gasp) No, mom!

(comedic music)

The king, he, he's nearby,

with a big army.

He's sending his men for... for...

- The king, he sends his men for me.

Haha, my reputation as the greatest Viking warrior

of all times has spread to the King.

- No, no, dad, the King...

- Sends for me.

Maybe he needs a chief in charge.

Of course, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo,

I have to prepare.

(horns)

- Mom, that's not it.

The King wants you, as a cook.

- Don't be ridiculous Vicky.

I couldn't cook for the King.

Let's go and help your father prepare for the royal visit.

(cheerful music)

(gong sounds)

- Vikings, the King's men are on their way.

Let's show them the proud Viking warriors we are.

Every man to his post and let those weapons shine.

- Oh.

- Oh.

(grunts)

- Hmmm, okay.

No, no.

Yes.

No, no, that's worse.

Better.

No.

Never.

Still no.

Yes, perfect.

(cheerful music)

- Welcome to Flake, yeah.

- Hmmm.

- Hey, I'm here.

What's with him?

- Ugh, ugh.

- I heard you're searching for the new King's Commander

in charge.

- What was that?

- Please tell your King, that as the greatest Viking warrior

I'm willing to accept.

- Pure insolence.

No one but the King himself is the greatest Viking warrior.

- Hahahaha.

Ooooo, ow, ow, ouch, ahhhhahahah.

- This is my house.

No one enters without my permission.

- I don't care whose house this is.

I was requested to lead the cook to his majesty.

- This is my wife you're talking about.

- Then she will be honored to become the King's cook.

- I would rather spend my life in prison

before I let anyone take away my wife.

In fact, every man here thinks so.

- But you know, Chief,

the King has some pretty big guards there.

- Guard!

(horns)

- And a big army.

- Now if your wife refuses to come with us,

then it will be you that will be

escorted to the King's dungeon.

- I will come with you,

but I don't like your King's bad manners.

No need to threaten me, I will follow you.

(ominous music)

- We could pretend to be bushes so no one can see us.

We can steal Ylva back that way.

- How bout we trade Ylva against some other cook?

- Who can cook?

- [Everyone] Awww.

- Alright, then we go over there and we show them

who are the real Viking warriors.

- Couldn't we just give our treasure to get mum back?

- Great idea Vicky, that's just what I meant.

No use pretending, we are broke.

- Awwwww.

Pretending...

Hmmmmmmmm,

aha!

(medieval music)

- Haha, not too bad was I?

- His majesty is such an enviable fighter.

- Ha, if you could see my husband,

you would know how a great Viking warrior fights.

(teeth chattering)

- My father has the biggest treasure of all.

It's an armor that makes you invincible.

- Vicky no, not your father's armor.

- It is so delicately woven,

that only the sharp eyes of the greatest Viking warriors

can actually see it.

My father is the only one who can see it in our village.

THat's how great a warrior he is.

- An invincible armor for the greatest Viking warrior?

I certainly could use it, young boy.

- You shall have the treasure my dear King.

If I can get my mother in return.

- Well, you can have her back if your treasure is worth it.

(medieval parade music)

Hello, hello there, greetings.

What a worthy reception indeed.

So where is the aforementioned treasure, hmm?

- Faxe, the chest.

- Oh, it's empty.

- Yes, of course, you can't see the armor Faxe.

You are not a great Viking warrior.

(Faxe giggles)

- Oh isn't it the most beautiful armor of all.

Have you ever seen anything shining like that.

And it's so light to wear, lighter than a god's feather.

I'm sure you're impressed by its beauty.

I know it's difficult to take it in all in one glance.

- Um, eh.

- Are you seeing it your majesty?

As a great Viking warrior, I'm sure you can.

Can you tell me what it looks like?

- Um...

- Oh, I think he's not seeing it dad.

You were wrong.

He's not a great Viking warrior.

- What, wait, I can see it.

There it is, a true work of art.

This armor is so, is so shiny,

it blinds my very eyes.

(crowd cheers)

- [Man] Oh it's so impressive.

- Would you care to try it on?

- Oh goody.

- Dad, can he?

- Uh, oh alright.

(crowd ooos and ahhs)

- How airy this armor is.

It's so amazingly lightweight.

- [Crowd] What a king we have.

- Your majesty's invincible.

- Excuse me my invincible King,

but if you take our most precious treasure,

could you leave our cook here?

- You've made me invincible, so the cook is yours.

(crowd cheers)

- To celebrate Ylva's talent and Vicky's smarts,

how about we eat this groot pie now.

(Ylvie laughs)

- I was wrong Ylvie,

playing pretending games isn't boring at all.

- (laughs) Yes and Vicky is the

greatest Viking warrior of them all.

(whistle tune)