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(horn blowing)

♫ He is 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 is the Vic the Viking

♫ Vic the Viking

♫ With new adventures, Vic the Viking

♫ Vic the Viking

♫ Rattle their dentures, Vic the Viking

♫ Vic the Viking

♫ Bring every enemy to his knees

♫ Vic the Viking

(whistling and strumming music)

(vibrant horns tooting)

- There it is, the Golden Fort!

Treasure enough for all,

and I was assured there is only one guard

to keep an eye on it.

It seems almost too easy.

- [Crowd] Yay!

- But most important, we will get

the Bird of the Goddess Freya.

- A bird?

I love birds.

- Er, yes, the Goddess

made this Bird from solid gold

before giving it its powers.

Whoever possesses it will have

good luck until the end of time.

(stunned gasping)

- That'll be helpful.

(thoughtful humming)

- (gasps) How do you plan to get around the guard, dad?

(air whistling) (thoughtful humming)

(note honks dramatically)

(gasps in awe)

(snoring)

(amused note vibrates)

(dramatic music)

(seagull cries)

(rough laughing)

(assorted murmurs of encouragement)

- He'll catch me.

- Not a chance.

You're the fastest Viking in Flake.

- I am?

- Yes, yes, yes, and the bravest.

Now get on with it.

(soft footsteps padding)

(muffled thumping)

(air whistles)

(metallic clanging echoes)

- Huh?

(ominous music and heavy footfalls)

(growls)

(laughs nervously)

(loud gulping)

(wind whistling)

(monstrous roaring)

(screaming)

(exciting chase music)

- Huh, oh.

Come on, Vikings. (heavy thudding)

Let's find this treasure

before the guard gets tired of chasing Snorre.

(nervous chuckling and whimpering)

- Hello?

Anybody home? (laughs nervously)

- Look, dad, what can it be?

- (hums curiously) Oh.

- [Both] Whoa.

(all gasping and giggling in awe)

- Remember our purpose.

(cheerful, excited laughing)

The Golden Bird of Freya!

(giddy giggling)

- Faxe, don't eat the treasure.

- Well, but I'm hungry.

(metallic clinking)

(pained moaning)

(groans in disgust)

- Have you found

the Golden Bird yet? - Look, a throne!

- Huh?

(curious humming)

(silly pinging)

- Too bad it's broken.

(grunting with effort)

- Oh, it's quite comfortable.

- [Vic] I found it!

(birds tweeting and hooting)

(amazed gasps)

- The Golden Bird of Freya!

(grunting with effort) (coins clinking)

(dull giggling)

(panting)

(grunting with effort)

(metal chains and gears rattling)

(door thuds heavily)

- It's a trap!

(startled yelling)

(panicked yelling)

(sighs in relief)

- [Halvar] Get off me and lift that gate!

(confused, concerned whining)

- No need!

The gate will rise by the power of Freya.

(magical tinkling)

(astonished gasping)

(groaning with effort)

(rumbles in disgust)

(loud panting) (dramatic thriller music)

(sighs in relief)

(smacks loudly) (rubbery drum beats one time)

(screams in fear)

- Where's the rest of your cowardly crew?

Have you got the Golden Bird of Freya yet?

- No, I've just been (crowd chuckles maliciously)

running from the guard.

(annoyed humming)

I lost him in the forest.

- With the guard out,

the Bird will be yours in minutes.

- Indeed, indeed.

Now let's get that magic bird

and give those Vikings the lesson they deserve.

(evil giggling)

(grunting and straining)

- Little sparrow, your song lifts the sun

into the sky. (pained groaning)

- Gorme, get over here and help lift this gate.

(evil laughter echoing in distance)

- Hear that? Listen.

- It's the giant, he's back.

- I recognize that laugh.

That's no giant.

(deep, playful horn tooting)

(enemy Vikings laughing)

(angry growling)

- Halvar and his jellyfish, trapped,

and we didn't have to lift a finger.

Now hand over the Bird of Freya!

- Come and get it if you dare.

- All right, men, open this gate

and send them all to Valhalla.

(straining grunts and rattling)

(horn toot quickly dies off in disappointment)

(annoyed growling)

(hearty laughing)

- The treasure's all ours, Sven,

and so is the Golden Bird of Freya.

You cannot win against the powers of Freya.

- D'oh. (Vikings mumbling)

- Captain, maybe Halvar will speak differently

when he finds out we have one of his crew.

(hums in approval) (evil giggling)

(threatening music)

- Snorre, I told you to watch out for vermin out there.

- Sorry, Captain, I was too busy being chased by the giant.

(strained grunting)

(emits a startled whoop)

(gears rattling)

(amazed gasps)

(note of inspiration echoing)

(evil chuckling)

- This is the end, Halvar!

- Yes it is, for you and your soft-headed sea bandits!

(energetic yelling)

(loud thumping)

- What's that?

The ground is moving.

(furious roaring)

(shrill screaming) (fast-paced, urgent music)

- [Both] The giant!

- Grab all the treasure you can and run!

(panicked yelling)

(confused grunting)

(monstrous roaring)

(terrified screaming)

(sighs in disgust)

(grunting)

(monstrous roaring)

(panicked yelling)

(confused snarling and roaring)

- Get me that throne!

(giddy giggling)

(startled yelping)

(metal rattling)

- Huh?

- Uh-oh.

(snarls)

(shrill screaming)

- Hey, over here!

(giant roaring) Whoa!

(playful circus music) (terrified screaming)

- Hey, Sven.

Catch!

(evil giggling)

(snarls)

(both Vikings grunting in turns)

(annoyed rumbling)

(surprised but happy purring)

- [Giant] Huh?

(snarls)

(gate rattling and crashing)

(pleased laughing)

(grunting with effort)

(panicked shouting)

(playful music)

- Man the oars!

- Uh.

(confused murmuring)

- To the drakkar!

- To the ship!

(excited yelling)

(distant roaring)

- Eh?

(disgusted growling)

Get a move on, you sea slugs.

(grunting with effort)

(pained shouting)

(roaring)

(pleased laughing)

(frustrated roaring)

Set course for the drakkar.

- See, I told you the Bird of Freya

would bring us good luck.

(gasps in horror)

- Shallow waters!

- Brake hard!

Vic, Tjure, guide us out of here.

- [Vic] A little to the right.

- [Tjure] Now to the left.

- Hurry, Sven is gaining on us.

- Left! - No, no, right!

- Left, right, make up your mind.

- Watch out!

(ship thuds softly)

- We're stuck!

(startled gasping) (evil laughing)

- Give me the treasure

and the Golden Bird of Freya

or you'll all be fish food.

- We'll see who feeds the fish.

(gasps in surprise)

(animalistic snorting) (water splashing wetly)

(water gently splashing)

(thoughtful humming increasing in volume)

- Aha! (celebratory musical swell)

Dad, give Sven all the treasure.

- Huh?

(water splashing wetly)

Are you sure this can save us?

The treasure is yours, Sven.

(evil laughing)

(plank thumps)

(pleased yelling)

- Captain, don't you think it's odd

they gave it all up so quickly?

- They know they didn't stand a chance against us.

We're pirates, Pox, we scare people.

(laughing)

(ominous horn music)

(worried moaning)

(water splashes wetly) (yells in panic)

(water splashes wetly)

- Man the oars.

Head to Flake.

(celebratory whooping)

- Get back here, you sea swindlers.

You cannot escape!

- Captain, the guard approaches.

(water splashes wetly and rapidly)

- What are you waiting for?

Row, you lazy landlubbers.

- Captain, we're stuck.

(water splashes wetly)

We must lose weight.

(annoyed growling)

- Do it!

(grunting with effort)

(annoyed growling)

Hurry up, you useless slowpokes.

All heavy stuff overboard, now!

(playful circus music)

(confused grunting)

(water splashing loudly)

(cheerful shouts)

(growls in annoyance)

(laughing)

(thumps)

(monstrous roaring)

(panicked screaming and splashing)

- We're all safe and well thanks to Vic.

(happy cheering)

- And thanks to the Golden Bird of Freya.

- Well, if it could bring us wind,

we wouldn't have to row all the way back.

(amused laughing)

(magical tinkling)

- Well. (murmurs)

(others laughing)

(air whistling) (hoots in surprise)

(water splashes wetly)

(fabric rustling)

Look, that's the magic of the Bird.

Seawater was the secret to unlocking its true powers.

- Too bad you can only use it once.

(takes breath in preparation for defense of claim)

(group laughing)

(whistling)