Original subtitles

(lively, upbeat 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 cool of spring

* Gives me strength and courage

* 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

* Tears may fall

* Fear may call

* But with spring in my heart

* When seasons change, I'll change with them

* And I know I can weather the storm *

- Pelje, you're coming home!

- [Narrator] As the conflict with the sheriff's soldiers

intensified, Noddle-Pete suggested

that Mattis and Borka reconcile their differences

and unite their clans as one band of robbers.

Then, they might stand a chance.

But a strong band calls for a strong chief.

Mattis and Borka would have to settle

in a wild beasts match

who would become that chief.

- (groans)

It's not fair!

(groans)

Guys, hey!

(cheering)

I want to see what's happening!

(chuckles)

- You're taking a rest?

Already tired?

Well, that was easy.

- (growling)

- (laughs)

Ooh.

- [Man] Well done, Borka!

Now pummel him!

- What did you say?

Something about feeling tired or needing a rest?

When we were boys, you always did need a nap.

Huh, fine. I can wait.

- Borka!

(grunting)

(cheering)

- Amazing!

- Do this!

- Now it's getting interesting!

- Let go, let go, let go!

- [Borka] You wanted me to let go.

(grunting)

(laughing)

(grunting)

- You're gonna regret that!

(chuckles)

- [Man] Somebody get some water!

- It's coming.

Hey, here, here, here, here.

There.

- [Man] And a one, and a two!

That's it. Wake up, Mattis!

- [Man] Come on, get him! Get him back!

(yelling)

- Don't let him do that!

- Oh that's pathetic!

- Boo boo boo!

- Mattis, chief, get up and fight.

- Come on, chief!

- Mattis, you really shouldn't brag.

(cheering)

- Mattis could never beat Borka!

- Yes!

- Put your arm down.

The punches I can take, but that smell.

(groans)

That smell is unbearable.

(cheering)

- Now's your chance. Squeeze him, squeeze him!

- [Man] Just squeeze him.

- [Man] Yeah squeeze him hard, hard!

(gypsy music)

- No sign of them today.

- I know, we haven't been robbed for ages.

- That's unfortunate.

Give us your treasure.

- [Man] Halt!

- [Jester] What's going on?

- [Minstrel] Maybe it's them.

- [Jester] They're monsters, monsters!

- You're the monster!

(laughing)

- Stop that. Be quiet.

Silence those instruments.

You're drawing too much attention.

- Also, you're quite annoying.

- How dare you!

- Laughter and music are relaxing.

- You are both totally unsophisticated.

- Perhaps, but can't you hear?

The robbers sound absolutely savage.

Listen.

- They certainly don't sound human.

- For your own safety, you should all turn back.

This path is too dangerous.

- Hmm?

(distant roaring)

(grunting)

- You've almost got him!

- [All Three] That's what we think of you!

- Oh that's--

that's the last straw!

- Wait, wait. Stop that, stop that.

Back off, back off!

I told you this isn't your fight.

- Your men...

are savages.

- Yes, but you can be

second in command of those savages

if you just admit defeat, you dirty devil.

In the meantime, I'll just keep

squeezing the fat out of you.

(groaning)

Why don't you just admit that I'm stronger?

You can't win!

Oh, my nose!

- I'm sorry to do this to you now.

- What?

- But I'm going to teach you a lesson.

You're lucky it's not possible for you

to be any uglier than you already are.

(laughs)

- Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow!

Don't pull them off, don't pull them off!

I should feel bad.

Undis won't recognize you

when I've finished with your face.

Whose turn is it to be ugly now?

(crunching)

You must be kidding me!

(bird calling)

- There's no point staying on guard duty,

not with all of this going on!

Mattis, I'll be right there!

(cheering)

- You...

should give up.

- You're a madman.

That's what I was going to say.

Undis?

(cheering)

- That was a cheap trick!

Lovis?

- As if I'd fall for--

(grunts)

- You don't know who you're dealing with.

No one in this forest is more stubborn than me!

- [All] Oh, Mattis!

- Wait.

- One, two, three--

- [robbers] Huh? - (Borka growling)

- Don't tell me you're tired already?

Or maybe you forgot.

If you lose, I'm chief!

(chuckles)

- Over my dead body.

(cheering)

(panting)

- Hey, where are you all?

Oh.

(chanting) Mattis! Mattis! Mattis! Mattis!

Mattis!

Hang on, we're coming!

(cheering)

(chanting) Mattis! Mattis! Mattis! Matttis!

- Is he alive?

- You fought well, brother mine.

Now listen.

Because I'm a fair man...

I'm keeping my word.

As we agreed, your men are welcome to stay on

and you shall keep your title as a robber chief.

But now I lead you all,

and my word counts for more than Borka's.

So remember, I am Mattis.

The mightiest chieftain.

The mightiest chieftain in all the mountains

and all the woods.

You and I are brothers now,

and we'll put this fight behind us.

What do you say?

(dramatic music)

(cheering)

I still think you smell.

(laughing)

- You know what?

We've much in common.

You like a drink, I like a drink.

- Rock wins again!

(laughing)

- And when she said no, I hit her.

(laughing)

- You're right.

Do you remember the pig sty?

Chasing rats all over the place.

- Yes!

Yes, it was my job to chase the rats out.

- Then I would get a bucket upturned like this.

- And then I would go like this!

Hah!

- We got him!

(laughing)

- Now for the good news.

Today you've suffered a loss.

But ultimately,

your clan will be the real winners.

One day, when you and I are no longer around,

your son will be chief of both our clans.

- Hmm?

- Ronja has said she doesn't want to be a robber.

Once her mind is made up, there's no changing it.

So now you know.

You've won, old friend.

- I, I can't believe...

- Do you honestly think Birk wants

to be a robber chieftain like you two?

- Well, he does, of course!

(laughing)

- Borka, I now make this oath.

That I, Birk Borkason,

will never become a robber.

(gasping)

(spoon clatters on floor)

- I know. It's hard to get used to the idea.

But now you're gonna have to as well.

You can't do anything with children these days.

[robbers] Mm-hmm.

They do as they like.

We just have to get used to it.

(groans)

I know it's hard to take.

But that's just the way it is.

(laughing)

Our children won't do as we ask them,

but we should carry on.

Enjoy our cheerful robber lives.

- Yes you're right.

(cheering)

(laughing)

- It's lovely

not to have to sit up there with the menfolk.

Peace and quiet.

- Not to mention the smell.

(laughing)

(coughing)

(groans)

(coughing)

- There you go.

(laughs)

- I'm proud of you, Ronja.

You know, a robber's life

is not as much fun as it once was. (cough)

It's no life for you and Birk.

(coughing)

It used to be fun, but now it's tougher.

The soldiers will hang you before you know it.

I couldn't bear to think

of what might happen to you and Birk.

You're good kids.

You shouldn't be out there robbing anyone.

- Yes, it's awful.

I wouldn't want anyone to steal from me,

so why would I do that to anyone else?

- Hmm.

Ronja.

I've got a secret I've been waiting to tell.

Now listen very carefully.

I'll tell you.

You might need this one day.

There's a special place I know.

(whispering)

(pleasant music)

(snoring)

(groaning)

- Don't you care I'm in pain?

I'm aching!

Every single part of me!

My only hope is that Borka is hurting even worse than I am!

What do you say?

- Oh, you big baby, you'll feel better in the morning.

(groans)

- [Narrator] And so the two long-feuding clans

were now united as one strong band of robbers.

Next time on Ronja the Robber's Daughter...

(upbeat music)

Don't miss it.

(pleasant music)