Original subtitles

(upbeat music)

♫ He's Vic the viking

♫ Sailing the seas it's Vic the viking

♫ Pull of ideas it's Vic the viking

♫ Say won't you take us with you please

♫ He is with the vikings

♫ With new inventions Vic the viking

♫ Right on adventures Vic the viking

♫ Bring every enemy to it's knees

♫ Vic the viking

(happy music)

(upbeat music)

(grunts)

(screams)

(laughs)

(yells)

- Gorme stop screaming like a little girl.

- It's not me Chief.

- [Girl] Please help!

- Huh?

Vikings someone's in trouble, to the rescue.

Sorry Vicky, it's too dangerous for you.

They might be desert bandits.

You'll have to wait here.

- Okay Dad.

(plucky music)

- Please help me, I'm Princess Pedura,

I was kidnapped by bandits!

- You poor thing.

- Don't worry Princess, we'll protect you.

Vikings, shield the girl!

(grunts)

(tense music)

- Where is the princess?

- You're not a bandit.

- Of course I'm not a bandit.

I'm the royal governess, the princess ran away

while we were on our way to a picnic outside the palace.

Now, where is she?

- Um.

- So, where is she?

- She's standing right, oh.

- Down there, she's getting away, after her!

- My loot! - My loot!

- My Vicky, he's in the jar on that camel!

- Come on, don't just stand there,

we have to go after her!

(upbeat music)

- Vikings, help me unload this camel,

we'll need it too.

- You, the little one, with me.

- Yes ma'am.

(thuds) - Ow!

- Oh sorry.

(plucky music)

- Let's go!

- Wow, hold me.

- Go, begin, start!

- This seems to be slightly sloping.

Whoa, it's slipper slow down!

(upbeat music)

- Hey, you're not a desert bandit.

- Oh, what are you doing on my camel?

- Your camel, this is my Dad's camel.

And I think you should turn around and give it back.

- Well I'm Princess Pedura and I'm going to borrow it.

- Well don't you think you should've asked my Dad

if you could borrow it first?

- If you want to ask him yourself,

you could always jump off.

- Oh.

- Whoa!

(grunts)

- Halvar, I feel sand sick.

- Come on you big babies, ride faster, we have to catch up!

Whoa!

- We have a problem, there's a sand storm coming!

(tense music)

- All the more reason to hurry up.

- No, we have to make a shelter now,

or else we won't survive the storm.

And then we'll never catch up to the children.

- We need to find cover!

- Oh no!

Dad!

- The camel is gone!

- And the storm is coming!

- Look there's a cave down there, perfect shelter.

- But there's no way down.

The shield.

Ready?

- I don't think we have a choice.

(screams)

(laughs)

(wind blows)

- Mm, delicious.

- What are we doing now?

- We wait for the storm to pass.

(flute music)

- So why did you steal my father's camel?

- I didn't steal it, I only borrowed it.

I'm just trying to get to this place.

It's sort of magic.

Storytelling.

It only happens once every year.

I'm never allowed to go.

- Surely you didn't have to run away to do that?

You're family must be worried.

- No one worries about me.

I'm never allowed to do anything.

You should see my governess.

She's so stubborn and so strict.

Pedura clean your room.

Pedura don't pick your nose.

Pedura stay in the palace.

I can never just have fun.

- Well when the storm is over we can find my Dad

and he can talk to your governess.

I'm sure he can convince her to let you go

to the story place.

We could all go together, deal?

- Really?

- Yeah.

(grunts)

- Can I have a break, I'm so tired, my feet are sore.

- You'll just have to wait until the storm passes.

- That's not fair!

You get to sit down.

- Don't raise your voice or I'll have to put you

in the naughty corner.

- There are no corners in here.

- Well then we'll just have to make one for you.

- If I were a princess I'd run away from you too.

I've had enough, I'm leaving.

- No!

- It's too dangerous.

- Hey, the storm has passed.

(cheers)

- Alright, let's get moving, we've got to find Vicky.

- And Pedura.

- Whoa.

- The camels!

- We found them.

- Well load them up.

(snores)

- Vicky, wake up, the storm has cleared, we have to hurry.

(upbeat music)

- You trust your son a lot, he must be a special boy.

- He certainly is, usually he's the one getting me

out of trouble, but I still worry about him.

- I feel the same about Pedura, I worry about her so much

that's why I'm so tough on her.

- Well, maybe you should just tell her that.

- Oh no, the sun is setting,

we won't make it to the stories in time.

- Yes we will, I promise you.

We'll start a fire so Dad can find us.

(flute music)

- It's getting too dark, I can't find them.

- It's too small.

They'll never see it.

We need to add more to the fire.

This is hopeless, it's all useless.

- Aha!

Wait, I know what we can do.

One, two, three go!

Oh!

- Still nothing.

- Look, a floating star.

- There, they're showing us where they are.

- Ah, that must be Vicky,

only he could put stars in the sky.

- I hope Pedura's with him.

- She will be, let's go!

- It's so beautiful and bright.

I'm sure they'll find us now.

Huh, Pedura, Pedura?

- Vicky, Pedura?

- Dad!

- Vicky!

- Dad, Pedura's disappeared.

- What, where is she, oh no!

(drum music)

- Wait, did you hear that?

Maybe Pedura heard it too.

- Well let's find out.

Set up camp for the night,

we'll be back soon with the princess.

- Vicky!

(tense music)

- I'm sorry Pedura, I didn't realize how important

this was for you.

- I'm sorry I ran away.

(gentle music)

(shushes)

- Once upon a time in a land far away,

shining under the sun was a golden palace.

(gasps)

- Whoosh, just like real stars.

- And in this palace there lived a princess

who dreamed of a life without rules or duties.

- I think we've already heard this one.

(laughs)

- And as the sun set upon the desert sky that night,

an ominous star shone bright as if to warn the land.