Original subtitles

On 49 degrees of North latitude,

19 degrees and 5 minutes

of East longitude,

here in the town of Chabovets

something has happened ... something unheard of.

The mysterious and blinding glow over the Tatry Mountains

unsettled everyone in the are.

But only two of us, me and my friend Slavo Kompish,

were aware of the important space visitor from the unknown planet Gurun.

Her name is Majka.

She looks like an ordinary little girl

but her behaviour isn't quite ordinary.

Really, my grandmother almost lost her mind because of her.

But what made her furious the most was Majka's clothing.

Czechoslovak television Bratislava

head department of broadcasting for children and youth

Presents a series in 13 parts

She came out of the blue sky

Darmatized by Eva Krivankova

Part three WEDDING DRESS

Don't fly but walk in a normal way.

I knew that grandma would throw us out.

Why did she drive us out? And why was she moving her hands like that?

That's what the adults do. - Why?

You have to be explaine everything. We get on their nerves, you know?

And how can I get on their nerves?

Behind the hotel take the second turn to the right.. and they'l simply get angry.

And why are they angry?

Because they're adults.

And are adults different from children?

You question us like a little girl, of course they are different.

Sometimes they will ...

My grandmother, for example...

She is just fine and suddenly says that television is a miracle.

What miracle? The electricity goes in and the television goes on.

Sure.

And at the same time she says how clever our cat is when it tries to catch the figureskaters on the screen.

-And where are we going to get the clothes for Majka? - Don't worry.

Majka, go and hide somewhere, and you'll keep an eye on her.

Not there! There you could be spotted by grandmother.

Here.

In case you see something suspicious whistle like this.

What?

Nothin, that was just a test.

Attention, policeman! Attention, policeman!

Where?

-Who are you looking for here, young man? -K.. Karol.

-Are you cold? -no.

So why are you trembling like that?

That's nothing ... I often tremble ... for example at school ... when I'm examined ...

What are you doing?

I need to whistle for Karol, but I can't.

You young people nowadays. I already knew how to whistle when I was in the cradle.

Uncle, please, can you whistle for him?

-What kind of signal do you have? -Fi-re.

So? -I guess Karol can't go out.

And I should be going uncle Kvashnak. Good night.

Good night.

Good evening.

Good, good.

-What are you doing here mr. Kvashnak? -You know ... I'm on duty.

-Good evening. -Good evening.

-Well, what a nice day today. -yes, well ... will you walk with me?

Yes. and how is it going?

So? Everything is all right.

Catch!

Good Lord, what are you doing?

Pat ... Pat ...

What?

Steps ... Can you hear it?

No.

-And you? -Not anymore.

But a moment ago someone was walking up there.

Thieves! Help!

Don't shout, Mrs. Chutkova! That was only the door.

Don't worry, there isn't anyone in here.

Give yourself up! I can see you!

-Thief! -Thief?

Come on, there's nothing to be stealed besides the spiders' webs. The wind made the door slam.

But what about those steps? I could clerly hear the footsteps.

And did you hear any voices?

Do you think I was only imagining it?

God forbid, Mrs. Chutkova. Here's a pill to calm you down.

-No, no. -Good night.

Doctor! Is it possible that a small girl

would come here from space?

-What did you say? -Well, a small girl, like this.

-How did you come to that? -She was here.

Where?

Here ... Here she stood.

-And she was from space? -Yes.

-How did she look like? -Normal.

-A small almost naked girl. -A normal small, almost naked girl!?

From space!

And how do you know that she was from space?

Wait grandmother...

-How did she tell you that? - Just as I'm saying.

-I mean, what language did she use? -What do you think? The Slovak language.

-You think I'm crazy, don't you? - God forbid, Mrs. Chutkova.

How could you think that of me? Of course she was talking the same language as we.

Otherwise, how could you understand her, right?

Right, that's no wonder, our language is widely used in space.

Doctor, why are you talking such nonsense.

Okay, okay. The main thing is to stay calm, Mrs. Chutkova.

Did the little girl tell you how she got here?

She said something about some system.

Yes, that's the best. The system is the fastest way.

And you immediately believed her, that she is from another planet?

Of course not!

At first I thought it was a joke

but she began walking on the ceiling and then flew away.

So you realized that afterwards

when she seemed

to be ... walking ... on the ceiling.

What? She didn't seem to! She was walking right here!

-Mrs. Chutkova ... -On the ceiling!

Let's go and ask the boys, they were here with her, too.

Wait ... let's go.

She is going to have a nice dress.

-Those are curtains. Curtains? What are you talking about.

There are buttons on it!

And a veil?

That's not right.

Do you know what this is?

-Grandmother's wedding dress. -So what?

Little girls don't walk down the street wearing a wedding dress.

-It is necessary to remake it! -What is "remake"?

You do it like this ...

With a needle ...

and with thread.

I don't understand "with a needle and with thread."

Did you hear that? She can't sew!

We learned that already in the second grade. -That's right, Even we did .

Help me.

Lift your arms up.

-Climb up on a chair. -Shouldn't I rather rise in the air?

Yes, that would be better.

Slowly ... slowly ...

... more ... more ...

Should I fly through?

- Enough! - No! it could rain down here.

Stay as you are and have a rest.

Give me the scissors.

Do you like your skirt long or short?

What is that "long or short"?

I kind of asked in Slovak: do you want it mini or maxi?

What is it in Slovak "mini, maxi"?

Fire extinguisher!

Don't ask her. It would be better to make it long.

We can always shorten it later.

Hang there and don't fidget

Otherwise your skirt is going to be uneven.

That's the end.

We won't pass that.

Be careful on the rocks, Mrs. Chutkova!

Don't fall, they are slippery!

Now it's your turn!

Me?

I told you that the rocks are slippery!

It's uneven.

I can see that as well.

-She's fidgeting all the time! -Give me the scissors.

Majka, get down.

more ...

to the right ... lower ...

more ... to the right ...

Now turn around, do you understand?

You bungler!

All this because of your Martian.

In the end, it'll turn out that they simply played some joke on you.

They just undressed some girl and you believed them.

Well, yes! And they taught her how to walk on the ceiling, right?

That's what you saw.

- What are you broadcasting? - The same yhat you are sewing.

Stop making fun of it. And you can't see that.

Wait a minute. Don't you see?

Now you have to go everywhere together.

So what!

How does it look?

Awful.

It almost looks like a nightgown.

-It lacks some style. -That can be corrected.

Majka, take off your belt.

I can't.

Well ... then put it on top... and take off your overalls.

Done.

Well, what do you think now?

Great!

Someone is coming.

Grandma ... Kamenisty ...

-Are you hurt? - I stumbled in some wire.

Here it is.

Something was rattling over there. there in the hut.

Grandma ... Kamenisty ...

Quiet. Majka, you hide and we will pretend to be asleep.

-Hey boys, it's time to confess. -Quiet ... quiet! ... They sleep.

What is this? Some bandage?

God Lord!

That looks like my wedding dress.

-Who might have done it? -One of these two little 'angels'

They, in fact, came for a dress for ...

Yes, for this girl from other planet.

But the small girl didn't like grandmother's dress

therefore she had to cut it to pieces ... and hmm ... she flew away.

And we should also be going because it is already ...

Good Lord!

Here's some pill to calm you down and hurry up the bed.

Title Melody:

The universe is full of children On earth and those that fly in space

Trough all spaces and atoms

The stars are hiding the children who are playing

maybe in the same way as we.

Full of children are those worlds

that we dream about every single night.

We'll get on the spacerocket

and to them we will fly, we will fly ...

Rockets with these children may Already be flying to us

and at dawn they will land at the edge of the forest.

and be till sunset

or maybe they will stay.

Theres many children

In all of the the universe

who each day dream

that they fly in rockets.

Maybe we get to see them,

and they with us will stay.