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(horn sounding)

♫ Here'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

♫ Ride on their ventures, Vic the Viking

♫ Bring every enemy to his knees

♫ Vic the Viking

(laid-back music)

- Oh, magic!

(giggling)

- Not magic, just a little trick

I learned on our last voyage.

Here, I'll show you.

Breathe out, not in.

Oh!

(giggling)

- Like that?

- That's the basic idea.

(giggling)

(ominous music)

- Heave, men, heave faster!

- Are you listening, sea slugs?

This ship needs to be sparkling before our raid

on Halvar's village.

Then why don't you grab a broom, Pox?

- Captain, I'm your second in command,

I have far more important things to-

- You're right, the men will need drinking water

once they're done with their cleaning duties.

Get to shore.

You are the most precious jewel I've ever found.

I will never leave you.

- Come in, Ylvi, the water's beautiful.

- I can't swim.

- Oh, then I'll teach you.

- Looks like our days of domestic servitude are over.

(barking)

- Swimming would be a lot easier

if I had flippers like a seal.

(screaming)

(gasping)

- Ylvi!

Dad, Dad!

Ylvi's been captured!

- What?

- Pox took her.

He'll be back on their ship by now.

(growling)

- Everyone, back on board.

We're heading out.

- I send you for water, and you bring back a girl.

How are we supposed to mount a surprise attack

on Halvar's village now?

- Well, uh, I was only carrying out your brilliant plan.

- Eh?

Of course, my brilliant plan.

Remind me of the details again.

- With the Flake girl here to deal with the cleaning,

the men can do what pirates were built for.

Looting, pillaging, fighting.

Just as I, I mean, you planned, Captain.

- Sometimes my genius surprises even me.

- You're not as smart as you think.

Vic and Uncle Halvar will be here to rescue me

before you know it.

- Oh?

Only if they catch up to us, little catfish.

- Row faster, men!

- This ship is too heavy.

Get rid of all this, and then we'll gain some speed.

(grunting)

(sighing)

(crying)

- It's all too much.

- We sailed to every corner of the world

for that delicious loot.

- And we'd do it all again if it meant Ylvi was safe.

- Forget it, little shrimp.

They'll never catch up with us.

Time to embrace your new life,

and start scrubbing the decks.

(lighthearted music)

(crying)

- What's wrong?

Didn't they teach you how to clean back in Flake?

- Oh, no, I'm a very good cleaner.

It's just that I can't lift this big bucket.

But I'm sure one of you big, strong pirates

could do it easily.

- What?

They're gaining on us!

How can that be?

Huh?

- Uh, excuse me, I think you might've missed a spot.

- What in Ragnarok is going on here?

(all shouting)

Oh!

- Unloading the cargo wasn't enough.

They're still way ahead.

(laughing) That's it!

Help me with this fabric, Dad.

(yawning)

- I'm awfully sleepy after all those chores.

Am I allowed to have a little nap?

- Oh, if you must.

Just make sure Sven doesn't see you.

- The men are making so much noise with all their rowing.

- The Flake girl is trying to sleep.

Row a little quieter, would you?

- Sorry.

- Sorry.

- Great work, son.

We'll be on that ship in no time.

♫ Captured by strangers, ship's deck for a bed

♫ The little Flake baby lay down her sweet head.

- Pox!

Deal with the girl!

- Back to your oars, you scurvy dogs!

I'm on to your tricks, little girl.

I know you're just trying to stall us

so your friends can catch up.

(crying)

- Pox!

(growling)

- Please stop crying.

Shhhhh.

- I miss my mommy!

- Well, uh, you know what?

I miss my mommy too.

- You do?

- Yes, yes.

Voyaging and pillaging is a very lonely business,

I haven't see her in years.

- I don't even remember if I have a mommy.

(crying)

- Oh, there, there.

(all crying)

- If you don't all start rowing now,

I'll throw you and your mommies overboard!

- I'm so sorry for being such a nuisance.

Is there anything I could do to make up for it?

- Keep her out of my way.

This is your last warning!

- I know, I'll clean your weapons.

- How about we leave Sven be for a moment?

Clean the others' weapons, but be quick about it.

Men, hand over your weapons.

- [Halvar] I believe you have something of ours!

- All hands, battle stations!

- Yes, Captain!

Battle stations, battle stations!

Weapons, men, draw your weapons!

Um, where are the weapons?

- Here.

Oops.

- I dare you to board this ship!

My men will destroy you.

Attack!

- Ah, good.

Now it's my turn.

Attack!

(dramatic music)

(shouting)

- Not so fast!

(screaming)

One more step and she goes into the drink.

- Stop, you can't attack!

Ylvi can't swim!

Hmmm.

Aha!

I've got an idea.

Tjure, I need your help.

- Leave now, or she drops.

- Steady on there, Sven.

Don't do anything you'll regret.

Now, I'm sure we can come to some kind of agreement

without anyone getting hurt.

- [Sven] Oh, here's the agreement.

I take all your loot.

- [Halvar] A quarter of it.

- [Sven] Ha!

- [Halvar] Two fifths.

- [Sven] Two fifths?

How much is that?

- [Halvar] More than a quarter.

- [Sven] I want at least half.

- Ah, um, I'll have to think about that.

I'm sick of all this talk!

If you're going to do it, do it.

- I will, don't test me.

- [Halvar] You don't have the guts.

(gasping)

- Captain, she's just a helpless little girl!

You can't!

- Nobody tells Sven the Terrible what to do.

(screaming)

- My precious jewel!

No!

- [All] Oh, no.

(playful music)

- You'll pay for your cruelty, Sven.

Attack!

- Eh?

Retreat!

- Thank you, Faxe.

- Once again, my son's smarts wins the day.

- Along with a pretty pendant for Aunt Ylva.

- (laughing) Wondrous!

This should more than make up for our lost mead.

(giggling)

- Where is all this mess coming from?

We can't go back to Flake with the ship looking like this.

All of you, grab a broom and get sweeping.

(giggling)

(all laughing)

(mellow music)