Original subtitles

(horn blowing)

♫ He is 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 is Vic the Viking

♫ With new adventures Vic the Viking

♫ Battle the dangers Vic The Viking

♫ Bring every enemy to his knees

♫ Vic the Viking

(whistling)

(horns blowing)

- Now, by the time you and Vic reach the swamp

the bridge under the mud will be in place.

So you can safely pretend to be bogged.

I'll mark the beginning with a pile of rocks.

- And you, Faxe, are you all set?

(laughs)

Excellent.

And how is your roar coming alone?

(inhales)

- Vikings schemers!

Cease your plotting.

You know who is fast approaching.

- Oh! - Oh!

(gulping)

(grunting)

(exhaling)

(chatting innocently)

- What's going on?

(clearing throat)

- My boy,

we were just discussing your latest challenge.

Hidden somewhere out in that forest

is the shield of the legendary Erik.

Every boy who longs to call himself a true viking

must face the perils of the wild

in their search for the mystical object.

- Erik's shield!

Let's go find it, Papa!

- Don't you dare put Vic in any danger

on this silly treasure hunt.

- Of course not, dear Elva.

Vic is under the protection of a true viking.

(harp strum)

What are you waiting for?

- Huh? - Huh?

- Go!

(laughs)

- [Woman] Tjure!

You've been promising to chop that firewood

for three weeks now!

- Oh!

Huh?

Eh.

- Let's just leave without that lazy lump.

- There's no point going anywhere

without the shield.

Faxe, go see what Tjure is up to.

(sniffing)

- Ah.

Mmmm.

- Hut.

- Ahhh.

- Okay, Vic.

You can open your eyes.

(whimsical music)

This shows the location of Erik's shield.

But first, you have to figure out where you are

on the map.

- Hmmm.

That smoke must be coming from Flake.

- Ah.

- So that means that Erik's shield must be--

- Hmmm.

- This way!

- Oh.

It wasn't meant to be that easy.

Huh?

What are you three doing here?

Why are you dressed like bandits?

You're supposed to be at the first checkpoint.

Don't just stand there gawking

like barn owls, move!

Uh.

(singing) (snoring)

(grunting)

- What is going on here?

Where's Faxe?

- Huh?

Oh, he went off to fetch you.

- Sorry!

I got a little distracted.

- What are you still doing here?

Vic must be on his first challenge by now.

And you four are supposed to be there

to make sure there's no real danger, hmmm?

- So sorry, Elva.

- Terribly sorry.

- Going as fast as we can.

- We're on our way.

- I'm carrying the shield.

- No, you're--

(sighing)

- Stop.

Did you hear that?

I wonder what it could be?

(growling)

Let's check it out, son.

(gasping)

- Let's just sneak around it quietly.

- Huh.

A viking doesn't sneak quietly around anything.

Hut!

- Dad!

(buzzing)

- You were supposed to meet us at the cave,

not in this clearing, Faxe.

(growling)

Well, at least you managed

to work up a good bear impression.

(whimpering)

(growling) (laughing)

- Oh.

- Okay, enough with the growling.

Time to unleash the wild one inside, Faxe.

(growling)

Wild attack.

Resist a little.

Then you can pretend you'll beat me.

Haaaa!

(grunting)

(growling)

(laughing)

Been working out, eh?

(growling)

- Oh, Dad!

Look out!

- Okay, Faxe.

Time to put the wild one back in the cage.

- Hey!

Grizzly!

Over here!

(growling)

(buzzing)

(grunting)

(growling)

(yelling)

You okay, Papa?

- Of course, lad.

You did great.

That bear could have really hurt me.

(laughing)

- Oh.

(whimsical music)

Hmmm.

Erik's shield is on the other side of this swamp.

We just need to find a way around.

- Hmmm.

The sun is about to set,

and we'll never find the treasure in darkness.

We need to take a shortcut.

- But that's a swamp, Papa.

You'd be waist deep within two steps.

- Hmm.

Watch and learn, my little apprentice.

Now, where is that marker that Tjure promised?

Hmm?

This is how a true viking does it, son.

- Dad!

- Hmm.

Woah.

(gurgling)

Uh-oh.

(laughing)

See, my boy.

You were completely wrong.

It was four steps before I was waist deep.

Ohhh!

(gasping)

(dramatic music)

- Tjure, this is the worst invisible swamp bridge

you've ever put your name to.

Oh!

- Papa, grab this!

Oh!

(grunting)

Ah.

- Right.

Ah.

Now that I've shown you how not to approach

a situation like this,

you have to come up with a way

for us to get across.

- Hmm.

Grab some rocks, too, Dad.

- Huh.

Okay, son.

It's your initiation, you're the boss.

(grunting)

Huh?

Why are you--

(grunting)

- Okay.

That part of the swamp is firm.

- Oh, I see.

- Ah, that one sinks.

Yep, that'll work.

That ones firm.

(laughing)

- Well done, son.

Excellent work, Vic.

You've got the mind of a true viking.

Now all you need to do is find

Erik's priceless shield.

- And hand it over to us.

- Oh.

- I can't believe you three.

(gasping)

All that planning and you still managed

to fail every step of the way.

- Aye!

- And those masks.

As if any real bandit would wear

such a ridiculous disguise.

I'm sorry we tricked you, my boy.

But your mother made me promise

not to put you in any real danger.

- You mean these aren't real?

(laughing)

- No!

These three bandits are none other than

Snorre, Tjure and Ulme.

- Um, Dad.

(dramatic music)

(gasping)

- Grrr.

Now, about that treasure.

Hmm.

Now which way does this--

What is this big X supposed to--

Who drew this--

Ah.

The treasure, show us where it is!

- Hmmm.

Aha!

It's this way!

- Are you crazy?

This is a swamp.

We will get bogged.

- Ohhh.

- Look, you won't get bogged in this swamp.

- Oh!

I'm sinking! - Hey!

- Keep digging.

You'll find that treasure eventually.

(laughing)

- Okay, okay.

Forget the treasure.

But please, please help us!

- Only if you promise never

to show your faces around here again.

- Yes, yes!

Oh!

We promise!

Please!

We promise, we promise!

- We'll do whatever you ask us to do.

- You handled that with honor, my boy.

Now all that's left is to return to Flake.

- But what about Erik's shield?

Until I find it,

I'm not a true viking.

(light music)

(grunting)

- Oh!

- Oh!

(laughing)

- You messed up every checkpoint we met you at.

Except you, Faxe.

The one success today was that performance

in the bear suit.

- But the bear suits been in my sack

the whole time.

- It was all Tjure's fault.

If he hadn't taken so long getting Erik's shield

from his house,

we would've been there in time

to build the bridge under the swamp, too.

- And if Snorre here--

- Do you mean to tell me there was no bridge

under the swamp?

And that bear that I was prodding,

wasn't Faxe?

Ahhhhh!

- Papa, are you okay?

(moaning)

- Me, of course.

(laughing)

Why wouldn't I be.

Your initiation went exactly as I planned.

(cheering)

- Not quite.

Vic is not a true viking until

he has found Erik's shield.

- Ah, yes.

Ulme's right.

Vic?

- Hmmm.

Where could it be?

Hmmm, let me see.

(laughing)

Over there?

Or maybe there.

(giggling)

According to the map,

it must be--

Here!

(dramatic music)

- Hooray! (cheering)

- Oh, Vic.

I'm so glad to see you back safe and sound.

Did you pass all the tests?

- Everything went exactly to plan.

And Vic handled it all like a true viking,

with honor, heroism, and brains,

just like his dad.

(laughing)

Your prize, true viking.

May it offer you protection from any

real danger you face.

- Thanks, Papa.

But I don't need a shield for that.

I've got you.

- Awwww.

Awww.

Hurray!

(cheering)

Well done, Vicy.

(light music)