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(soft music)
* Now the mist has cleared
* As day is dawning
* It's all becoming clearer to me
* The seasons change
* As I change with them and
* The call of spring gives me strength
* I'm happy to know
* I will make it through
* Whatever life throws at me
* Summer's sweet scent
* Autumn's whisper
* Winter stings with the cold
* When trouble comes rolling in like thunder
* Teach me full
* Feed me cool
* But with spring in my heart
* The seasons change
* I'll change with them
* And I know I can weather the storm
- I will get to the other side.
All this rock and rubble can't stop me.
Birk's there, and I will get to him.
- [Narrator] Finally, Ronia's fever was gone.
As the snow continued to fall outside the fort,
she worked hard beneath it,
removing rubble blocking an underground passage.
She hoped that this would lead her to Birk.
The boy she now called brother.
(tapping)
(whistling)
(rustling)
- [Birk] Ronia?
- Birk!
Birk.
Could that really be you up there?
I need to know if you still want to be my brother.
Do you?
(laughing)
- [Birk] Of course I do, sister mine.
It's good to hear your voice.
I'd like to see you, too.
Are your eyes still as black as they used to be?
(giggles)
- Why don't you come and see for yourself?
(loud rustling)
(shushes)
(tapping)
Tomorrow.
(screaming)
- Just as I suspected.
In the name of all the Harpy's.
Ronja, what have you been doing down here, then?
- Uh...
Sometimes even I get bored of shoveling snow.
- Oh.
- Come on, let's get out of here.
- Ah.
Of course, you can't shovel snow all the time.
Though down here, it's just as cold.
Let's get nice and warm and play some dice, hmm?
You were never down here, right?
- Yeah.
Never here, exactly.
Come on then.
(laughs)
(playful music)
- Go ahead.
(sighs)
(hums)
(grunts)
(groans)
(snoring)
- If Mattis wants to throw out the Borka Robbers,
how come he didn't remember the underground passage?
(soft music)
I'm glad he didn't.
The Borka Robbers must be allowed to stay where they are
in the north fort.
Then Birk can stay.
Tomorrow.
Can't wait.
(soft music)
(grunts)
- If we do not comb your hair more,
they'll think the daughter of Mattis the robber
is covered in lice.
And they'll laugh at you.
(groans)
You too, Mr. Mattis.
(screams)
- Oh no.
(yelps)
Look at this matted hair.
You lousy robbers.
All 12 of you with lice.
I have had enough.
- Please, you're tearing out my hair.
- So our fearless chief
is afraid of having his hair combed.
As long as I have the power, I will continue
to comb your hair.
- That's enough. Spare me.
- Shame it stopped snowing.
I was enjoying that.
Good weather.
(yawning)
We're soaked.
- Meals are for those who've done all their work.
- It's too early for that.
- Yeah, and we've had nothing to eat.
- Finish doing everything before it snows again.
Huh?
Ah.
- I stayed up all night coming up with a new plan
to drag the Borka Robbers out.
- You're able to make plans while you're snoring?
That is truly impressive.
- Go ahead.
Tease me if you'd like.
But I promise you, this is a great scheme.
(coughs)
Although maybe we shouldn't talk here about the plan.
- Ah, yes.
Perhaps we should speak in my room then.
- That's exactly what I had in mind.
(laughs)
- Now get back to work.
- Yes, Lovis.
We're going, we're going.
(door shuts)
- I might just eat my lunch underground.
(playful music)
Hello?
Birk?
Come on.
(sighs)
(gasps)
- It's about time you came down.
- I could hardly wait.
Especially since you saved me from the
Rumphob's and Harpy's.
It's great to see you.
- And you too.
I can see your eyes now.
Still black.
And yet, you've grown a little paler.
- Have I?
Well you look a lot thinner.
- I know.
Because I haven't been eating all that much.
Still, I've had more than anyone else
in Borka's keep.
But a bit more than nothing is still next to nothing.
- Do you mean there's not enough to eat for you all?
That there's not enough food for everyone?
- Yes, that's right.
None of us have had enough to eat for quite some time now.
We might not make it to spring.
At this rate, I'm afraid we'll all be dead.
Just like you wanted.
That's what you said.
Remember?
- Maybe, when we first met.
But not anymore, Birk.
Now you're my brother.
And I'll help you.
My brother won't starve.
(soft music)
(gasps)
You have to eat.
Please take the bread.
(soft music)
(giggling)
But wasn't all this food meant to be for you?
- I'm not the one who's hungry.
Anyway, there's plenty more where that came from.
(soft music)
(stomach gurgles)
So why is everyone starving in your fort?
- The thing is, when we moved here,
we left everything behind.
What little food we brought is finally running out.
Before we came here, we had goats, sheep,
and scores of food.
Now horses are all we've got left.
We stabled them for the winter
with a farmer down beyond the forest.
Thank goodness we did.
Otherwise, we would have had to eat them.
Can you imagine?
(laughs)
Ah, what a winter we're having.
(laughing)
Poor old robbers.
That's what we are.
You can smell the stench of winter on me,
can't you Ronja?
I reek of it.
Hardly had any water, either.
(strong blowing winds)
Trying to haul water up the cliff base was impossible.
So now, we have to melt snow.
Just to get a small amount of water,
we have to make a fire.
But we don't want to use up what little wood we have left.
And now you know why us Borka Robbers
all smell so bad.
- Don't think that you're alone.
Our robbers smell the same.
(giggles)
- [Ronja] He's certainly a handsome brother.
- It's not important.
It doesn't matter if you're poor, and smelly,
and covered in dirt and lice.
I won't see you go hungry.
I won't.
- And what makes you think that I might have lice?
(gasps)
(giggling)
Oh, and the truth is out.
But I'd rather have lice than go hungry again.
That's for sure.
Hunger is a terrible thing.
Oh!
What about Undis?
I forgot to leave any of the bread for her.
- Right.
I'll get some straightaway.
- Please, no.
Undis would ask me where the bread came from.
How could I tell her that you gave it to me?
And Borka would be so furious, he'd split the sky.
And if he knew I'd become your brother.
(sighs)
- That's true.
I don't understand why everything has to be so complicated.
Oh, Birk.
We can only ever meet in secret.
- I agree.
And I hate doing things in secret.
- I feel the same.
The only thing worse than salted cart is long winters.
And the only thing worse than long winters
is silly secrets.
(groans)
Do you understand?
Hiding our friendship is wrong, I tell you.
It's wrong.
(giggles)
- But we'll do it for our sake,
won't we sister mine?
- Mmhmm.
- When spring comes, we can meet in the woods
instead of in this ice cold place.
(shivers)
- That's true.
I have to go now.
Before I freeze to death.
- Will you come back tomorrow?
(giggles)
To your lice-ridden brother?
- Of course.
(soft music)
- [Narrator] And Ronja kept her promise.
Throughout the winter, she woke up early every morning
and met with Birk.
She gave him food to help him and his family
survive the harsh winter months.
If Mattis ever found out that Ronja was responsible
for keeping his enemies from starvation,
he would be furious.
(snoring)
(soft music)
- Here.
Hide these in your stores for your mother to find.
- Oh, it feels a bit like I'm stealing this from you.
(giggles)
- Really, Birk?
You forget I am a robber's daughter.
What we want, we simply take.
Without permission from anyone.
It's not really wrong. Mattis told me so.
See those beans, that whole bag was taken as well.
We took them from a band of traveling merchants
out in the woods.
But Lovis baked that loaf of bread
that I gave to you.
And why not?
I'm only doing what I've learned.
Birk, don't worry yourself.
(giggling)
(soft music)
So I suppose this is what I've become.
- [Narrator] Next time on Ronja the Robber's Daughter.
(cheerful music)
Wretched Robbers.
Don't miss it.
(upbeat music)
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