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(upbeat rock music)

♫ 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

♫ Vic the Viking

♫ With new adventures, Vic the Viking

♫ Vic the Viking

♫ Grand old adventures, Vic the Viking

♫ Vic the Viking

♫ Bring every enemy to his knees

♫ Vic the Viking ♫

(whimsical music)

(cheery music)

(Halvar sneezes)

- You know what you need, Little Pops?

Some of Mom's famous chicken soup,

that'll make you better.

- I'd love to make soup for you, Halvar,

but we don't have any chickens left.

Our food stores have all gone.

All we have are turnips.

- Turnims?

Oh no.

- And that's the last piece of thread as well.

We need supplies, Halvar.

- Why don't we give a list to Urobe,

and then he and the vikings can go

and get all the things we need?

- We did that last spring,

and they forgot all about food and clothes

and only came back with mead and swords.

- Then you should go with them, Mom.

- Good idea, Vic.

Then I could buy everything we need.

- Vikings don't buy,

they pillage.

(sneezes)

- (laughs) I'm sorry, Halvar,

but you're in no condition to do any pillaging.

I'll have to go shopping, yes?

(Halvar sneezes)

I'm glad you agree, Halvar.

There's no time to waste.

(cheery music)

- Huh?

(cheery music)

- (clears throat) If I could have your attention, men.

(Snorre snores)

Halvar is unwell,

and has appointed me captain of the Drakkar.

- [All] What?

- Look sprightly, vikings.

We have a guest on board.

Ylva will be joining us,

and of course, Vic.

Now, man the oars, and start rowing.

(all grumble)

- We're still tied to the wharf, Captain.

- Thank you, Vic.

Tjure, cast off, and then start rowing.

(cheery music)

Just as I thought.

The runes say that we're going to have

a successful and uneventful journey.

- Excellent.

(gasps) Look at the view.

Everything is so beautiful.

- It's even better up in the crow's nest.

Look, Mom, there's our house.

It looks so small.

(seagull caws)

- (grunts)

Captain Urobe, there's an ugly stain on the sail.

We are vikings.

We have to keep our standards high.

- I will have it cleaned, Ylva, of course.

(cheery music)

- I need to be higher.

Let me stand on your shoulders.

- But you're too heavy.

I should be on your shoulders.

- I have longer arms.

I can reach further.

- But I can't carry you.

I'm holding the broom.

Now hold steady, Snorre.

(Snorre grunts)

- You can see even more with a telescope.

- Oh, yes.

The seagull looks so close

I feel I can almost touch it.

Oh, look, there's another ship.

Yoo-hoo!

Do you know them, Vic?

- It's Sven the Terrible.

Captain Urobe, pirate!

- A woman, and no Halvar?

The Drakkar is leaderless.

(laughs)

Those viking fools.

I'll crush them for good this time.

Prepare to attack.

- To the oars, men, quickly.

(all shout)

Hoist the sails.

- The sails are already up, Captain.

- Oh.

Head for the coast.

No, out to sea.

No, the coast.

Why isn't anybody listening to me?

(ominous music)

- Stand aside, you hopeless, weak-kneed viking.

- Stay right where you are.

(both grunt)

And if you so much as put a toe on our wonderful ship,

you're going to regret it.

Don't you have any manners?

Are you such barbarians?

Put those swords down immediately.

Don't you know they're very dangerous and pointy?

And just look at your filthy shoes.

You are disgusting.

- What?

- Don't listen to her.

Attack those brainless, rotten barnacles immediately.

- Brainless, rotten bar--

How dare you speak like that?

You deserve to have your mouth washed out with soap.

- Here's some soapy water, Mom.

- Don't even think about it.

(Pox shouts)

Oh, attack!

(all scream)

(all laugh)

You incompetent numbskulls.

- Vikings, to your oars and start rowing.

- Grab your weapons, you fools.

We can't let them get away.

(all grunt and shout)

Uh oh.

You'll pay for this, you vikings!

(cheery music)

- We've made it.

A big cheer for Captain Ylva.

(all shout and cheer)

- We all played our part.

- But you were the one who stood up to Sven, dear Ylva,

and that's why I'm happy to hand

command of the Drakkar over to you.

- I'm honored, Urobe.

- I have cast the runes for you,

and they tell me that Sven will never attack us again.

(all cheer)

- Thank you, Urobe.

That's very reassuring.

Perhaps we should head back to Flake now

while we're safe.

- It'll take time for the pirates to fix their rudder,

and we're almost at the harbor.

We need those supplies, Mom,

and chicken soup for Dad.

- Well said, my little viking.

- That sneaky Halvar.

It was all a trick,

sending a woman to catch me off guard,

but I'll have my revenge,

just you wait and see.

- The rudder has been repaired, Chief.

- I will not be beaten again.

Hoist the sail.

I'm going to make them pay.

Let's find those vikings.

(gentle music)

- Bye, Ylva.

Bye, Vic.

Good luck, and don't worry.

We'll keep the Drakkar safe.

Comrades, let's show Ylva how a proper Drakkar can look.

- Oh, Ylva.

♫ You're much better than ♫

- The signs have never been better for us.

Long lives, lots of money, and ...

- Gorme's singing.

I don't see that as a good sign.

(Sven shouts)

(Tjure shouts)

- Ow, take the ship now.

(all shout and grunt)

- (shouts) Pirates!

(all sigh)

Oh.

- Where's the lady chief?

- Um, she's gone, gone shopping.

- Oh, typical.

She'll have more than she bargained for when she returns.

Pox, get to the crow's nest

and watch out for the vikings' lady chief.

(laughs)

(cheery music)

- We got some great bargains, Mom.

Dad will be so proud.

- Look at the Drakkar down there in the bay.

- It looks like a toy boat,

and the crew look like--

Pirates!

(ominous music)

- [Pox] Chief, Chief, there they are.

- Stop your daydreaming, Pox,

and do your job.

- But ...

Oh.

- What are we going to do?

(soft music)

- Ah-ha!

(ominous music)

- There they are, Chief.

- This time, you will not escape, lady viking.

You, keep guard.

The rest of you, come with me.

We're gonna teach that lady chief some real pirate manners.

(intense music)

(pirates grunt)

(pirates gasp)

Catch that cart.

(all grunt)

(grunts)

(laughs)

Oh?

(both laugh)

- Quickly, to the Drakkar.

- No.

(pirates shout)

(Sven shouts)

- How dare you tie up my brave vikings.

- But I was ...

He was ...

The captain ordered ...

- How would you like to be tied up,

especially on your own ship?

- [Vikings] Yeah.

(pirate shouts)

(all cheer)

(Halvar laughs)

- And Sven had to swim past the turnips and carrots

to get back to his ship.

(Halvar laughs)

- And in the meantime,

you managed to pillage all this from him?

That's quite a horde.

Well done, Ylva.

You are brilliant.

Maybe you should stay on the Drakkar instead of me.

- (laughs) No, Halvar.

It was an enjoyable trip,

but I like my home too much.

So now that you're feeling much better,

do you still want my chicken soup?

- I've never wanted it more.

(cheery music)