Original subtitles

(horn sound)

♫ 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 dangers, Vic the Viking

♫ Bring every enemy to his knees

♫ Vic the Viking

(whimsical music)

(jubilant horn music)

- Vicky, I'm not sure we should've traded

a whole chest of gold for this.

- Well, they're a good bargain, Chief.

We'll make new coatskins with the leather...

- And Mom will love this fabric.

- Ship!

Ship!

- Come on Vikings, change course!

The Seafarer's Code demands that we help these poor sailors.

My...

Change course, we're going back to Flake.

- What?

- We're not gonna rescue them?

- They can't float here forever.

- Dad!

- [Halvar] Look.

- It's the pirates.

But what about the Seafarer's Code, Dad?

- Hm.

There is no way we're going to rescue

Sven and his pirates, Vicky.

This must be a trap.

- [Vikings] But the code!

- But the code!

- Dad, we must help.

We can always retreat if we see a trap.

- Okay, Vicky, let's rescue them.

Men!

Stay on your guard.

- Ahoy!

- What?

Stop, stop waving now!

We're pirates!

Rescued by Vikings?

How insulting.

- Captain, you just had the best idea.

- Did I?

Of course I did.

What is it again?

(grunting)

You're right, Pox.

That is a great idea I just had.

(whimsical pan flute music)

Oh, oh, Halvar!

It's you!

Oh, if there's one man respectful

of the Seafarer's Code, I knew that it'd be you.

I even said so to my men, didn't I?

- Oh, this is quite normal, Sven.

We are all seafarers.

It's the gods that decide for us.

- Indeed, indeed they do.

- Vikings, those men are really in need of our help!

Let's give them a hand.

(laughs nefariously)

- Ugh!

You'll pay for this, you spineless pirates!

- Really?

You're threatening me?

Chase them!

(tense drumming)

- Ooh, not good.

Vikings, to your oars, quick!

(dramatic music)

- [Pox] What about your sunken treasure, captain?

- The treasure will still be here when we get back.

Let's just have some fun.

- Captain, while we're at it, we could strand them

on that island, and they'd never bother you again.

- Pox!

Do you see that island?

It would be the perfect prison for those annoying Vikings.

- Faster!

Faster!

- Faster!

Faster!

(video game sounds)

(humming engine)

- [Halvar] Faster!

Faster!

Quickly, run!

- [Viking] Go, go, go!

- Technically, those Vikings are safe on this island.

So the gods won't come back at us.

Now, back to the wreck to get my treasure!

(laughs nefariously)

- The rotten jellyfish!

He forced us here only to strand us.

Unless we get the pirates back on the island,

our Drakkar is lost, and we will never see Flake again.

- [Vikings] Ooh!

(Vikings cry and blubber)

(suspenseful music)

(twinkling sounds)

- Hmm.

I think I can get Sven to come back, Dad!

But I'll need your help.

- Don't worry, my precious treasure,

I'll see you again soon.

(twinkling sounds)

What?

(foghorn)

What's shining over there?

It shines like gold!

(twinkling sounds)

They found a treasure!

Change course to the island!

- [Pirate] Again? - Give it a rest, arr.

- We can't row anymore.

- Head to that island, quick!

- That's my boy.

We'll get our Drakkar back.

- Come on!

We have to hide our treasure before they reach the island.

- Oh, oh, hurry!

They're gonna hide their gold in the woods.

- Now, Tjure and Snorre, take it to the hideaway.

We'll meet you back on the Drakkar.

- And don't forget to leave clear footprints

for the pirates to follow!

(laugh)

- [Both] Okay.

(grunting)

- Now, let's get back what's ours.

(dramatic music)

- This way, and be on your guard.

- Do we really need another treasure?

We could've just taken all the gold from our ship.

- Arr, and just for one miserable chest of Viking gold, arr.

- All done, chief.

- They'll find our treasure for sure,

but not until they're on the other side of the island.

- Vikings, it's time to move.

(suspenseful music)

- Fool Vikings.

They thought I wouldn't find it here.

(laughs)

(gasps)

Halvar, you traitor!

No, don't you touch my treasure.

It's mine!

- Don't worry, Sven, I'll take care of your treasure.

(laughs)

Thanks for the tip!

- I'll get you for this!

Go bring that dinghy back.

- Oh, the water's too deep.

We won't retrieve the gold with ropes and hooks.

- The pirates got the dinghy back!

- Dad, we have to go.

If the pirates row all the way here,

they'll attack us again.

- Vicky, their ship is full of gold.

I can't go back to Flake without it.

I'd be humiliated.

- Hm.

Aha!

We'll get this treasure, Dad, but we'll have to hurry!

(grunting)

- Yahh!

(suspenseful music)

Yahh!

Charge!

Attack, attack!

(suspenseful music)

- Don't you touch my treasure!

It's mine!

Attack!

Attack them!

(dolphin noises)

(cheering)

- Are you sure this will work, Vicky?

- We'll find out soon.

(suspenseful music)

(cheering)

- My ship!

(pirates exclaiming in frustration)

Who told you to stop?

Full speed ahead!

Yahh!

(suspenseful music)

- Dad, we don't wanna overload the Drakkar and sink.

- Just one more, Vicky. - [Sven] Charge!

- Time to go.

- Attack them!

Charge!

We can't let those Vikings escape!

- Thank you for the treasure, Sven!

(laughs)

- Row hard, pirates!

What's that sound coming from?

(yelling)

- [Pirate] It's a ghost ship, arr!

- Vikings, you'll pay for this!

- Vicky, once again, you saved the day.

And our Drakkar.

- [Vikings] Horray!

- For Vicky!

Hip, hip...

- Horray!

(whimsical music)