All language subtitles for Akademia Pana Kleksa 1984 dl2

Film Polski presents:

Starring

Based on the novel by
Jan Brzechwa

Mister Blot...

MISTER BLOT'S ACADEMY

10-year old Adam Niezg�dka...

...was introduced by Mat,
the talking starling,

Into the tale of
Mister Blot's Academy.

At the gates he was greeted
by the school-song...

In the Land of Cockaigne.

A venerable whale

wears specs to read his mail.

There's salmon and sardines

in tomatoes and baked beans.

And a circus of white mice

skating on a mountain of ice.

Where's that happy place?

Vanished without a trace...

Mr. Blot showed Adam round
the Academy...

...and told him about his
special secrets.

He also asked Adam
to go and get...

...some fresh freckles
from Philip, the Barber.

Philip's strange behaviour...

...made Adam suspect something
was wrong.

He was anxious to talk over
his suspicions with Mr. Blot.

The Academy is a place
where work and play...

...are equally interesting.

The individuality of every
pupil is respected there.

After the classes Adam set
out to look for Mr. Blot,

who was out catching
butterflies.

Following a mysterious
cloaked figure,

Adam found Mat the starling's
secret hiding place.

This was full of buttons
of all kinds.

Mat told Adam the story
of his adventures.

He was the only son and heir
of a wise and powerful king.

He grew into a brave
but undisciplined youngster.

Against his father's will...

...he set out on a nocturnal
adventure...

...during which he killed
the king of the wolves.

The dying wolf wounded him...

but the young prince was cured
by Dr. Pai-Chi-Wo

who gave him a cap with
a magic button.

This enabled him to turn
into a bird...

...when he was attacked
by wolves.

But without the lost button...

...Mat couldn't turn back
into a boy.

A bird-catcher sold him
to a trader,

who in turn sold him to Mr Blot.

Adam would like to help
Mat find the button.

While waiting for Mr. Blot
Adam looked upwards...

...at a ball flying through
the air...

...and found himself flying
towards a new adventure.

All this time Philip,
the barber...

had been waking on his
mysterious invention.

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The secret of Philip, The Barber

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After flying for some hours...

...I landed softly outside the gates
of a miniature city.

I decided to get in.

Hi, I'm Susie.

Open up, Tom!

- Is it you, Rex?
- What a lovely surprise!

Rex was my favourite dog.
I lost him two years earlier.

Come right in!

You've come to our dogs' paradise.
We all live happily together.

Come and meet my best friends.

He'll ignore me, of course.

Bulldog Tom - he served at
the English court.

That's why he commands such
respect here.

That Pekingese is a
terrible chatterbox.

He's called Glu Glu.

Allow me to introduce myself...
my name is Lord.

And I often wondered why do people
put up notices saying:

"Beware of the dog"!
Dogs are not wicked.

We have kind hearts
and become attached to people.

It is people who are
sometimes wicked.

Go away,
that was tactless of you.

And now please welcome out
star performer...

Susie the Poodle.

Here are some aggravations.

That try a puppy's patience.

The first is, when it gets dar,

they won't let us
run in the park.

The second,
that water's not dry.

The third.
There's a fly in my eye.

Then there's the fact.
That cats will scratch.

That chickens
are so hard to catch.

That one can't bite.
A postman's knees.

That sausages
don't fall from trees.

That men can ride
and dogs must run.

Alongside and not join the fun.

But just give your puppy a bone.

The aggravation, is gone.

I'll show you round our town.

We'll start with White
Fang Avenue.

That greyhound, named Cora,
is our pride.

He always wins the races.

That dog, Tango,
eats too many meat-pies...

...and has to be dosed with
castor oil.

On the left is our Salami orchard...

and on the right we have
a black pudding

and liver pate farm.

In front of us...
the Three Poodles Theater,

and in the square you'll see
a chocolate statue of Dr. Dolittle.

We eat it up every day
and put up a new one.

When there's nothing left,
we know a day has passed.

Now I'll show you
Tormentors' Corner.

I teased my dog by feeding
it with pepper.

I pulled my dog's tail.

I threw my dog
into a hole filled with lime.

Here we come to
Merry Tricks Square.

That's where we have
our fun-fair.

Have you noticed that there
are no fleas here?

They simply don't stand
our climate.

Go on, Adam, eat!

We've been promised some more
chocolate this afternoon.

I enjoyed staying with Rex...

...but I soon became bored.

I couldn't stand the
sight of sweets.

I never liked soup but now
I longed for a plateful.

I missed the Academy...

...and often thought about
Mat's secret.

Who's that?

Mat!

Here are instructions
on how to steer your flight

so that you land
right by the Academy.

All the boys miss you very much.

And just then Mat brought
me your letter.

You've done very well.

I'm going to reward you with
a golden freckle.

Wear it faithfully and never
take it off.

It's our Academy's highest
decoration.

Aren't you pleased?

What happened?

Is anything the matter?

When I told the boys
what happened to me,

they said
I made up all my adventures.

Have you thought about why
they said that?

I expect they're envious,

just as Philip
is envious of your Academy...

and resents us all being
so happy.

When you came to us you were
a nice, well-behaved boy.

Now you're also thoughtful
and considerate.

Your parents will be pleased.

Maybe you have a wish?

I know you want to find
Mat's magic button.

That's simply a matter
of your determination.

Maybe you'd like to be let
into one of my secrets?

What is there on the other
side of the Academy?

Look, my window overlooks
the other side.

Through that window you
can see the future.

I keep the curtains drawn...

...because it isn't always
a good thing to see ahead.

Maybe it's better to enjoy
every day as it comes?

I was happy to be with this
unusual man, Mr. Blot.

Nobody suspected that at this
very moment Philip, the barber...

Come here!

Right away.

You must always remember
this moment.

Here's the germ of a new
order planted by whom?

By you?

That's right. By Philip,
a modest hairdresser...

Here you see a child of
the electronic age.

Steered by remote control,
programmed throughout.

Obedient, without any whims
or fancies of his own.

A disciplined computer terminal!

This prototype is the first
step towards regimented...

...playgrounds,
nurseries and schools.

If it works, we'll be able to
control every fairytale.

You won't need to dress up as
a guard or a bird-catcher.

No more jokes about
hairdressers!

No more untidy mops of hair!

Imprecise dance-steps!

Choreography will once again
become musical drill!

We'll start with a certain
long-haired band of nuisances.

If this works
we'll start mass production.

What do you say?

Only one question,
how will he move?

That's a minor detail I leave
to my good friend Blot.

We'll be monitoring it all.

I have my cameras all over
the Academy.

I am special, 'cause I know

how to talk to my dog Joe.

I learned how to from a manual

written by a clever spaniel.

When I call "Joey here!",

he sits up and cocks an ear.

When I shout "Joey hop!",

he is gone before I stop.

When I whisper �Joey He!�,

he lies down and so do I.

When I scratch him on his chin,

his teeth flash
in a wicked grin.

Of course he wouldn't
hurt a fly.

Though sometimes
he pretends to try.

Joey likes to chew my shoe.

That's what all dogs like to do.

When I started on this rhyme,

he slept by me all the time.

When he woke he did a roll,

that means...
time now for a stroll.

We went out, my dog and I.

Joey made some feathers fly.

Joey barked, I did not.

We enjoyed ourselves a lot.

I'm so happy, 'cause I know
how to talk to my dog Joe.

Autumn is the best season
for treasure-seeking.

Don't forget to look
in the park.

Go in pairs for the sake
of company.

I have a prize for the one
who finds the best treasure.

Adam,

when you were away I found
a hollow tree-trunk...

...but I was afraid to explore
it by myself.

Do you want to join me?

This is it.

- Not bad, is it?
- It looks quite ordinary.

Just listen!

Let's go in.

OK!

What are you waiting for?

Today I'm just a memory,

a glimpse of a far-off time.

Once I was a dream you had,

when I called your whole
world mine.

The world of childhood,
play and thoughts,

first joys

and wonderful dreams.

Now when you shut your eyes

in the greyness of memory

among pale shadows there

it is me you see.

I am your tale.

Your fairytale.

The tale of your dreams.

I can see you're from
the Academy...

...and have wandered into
another story.

The tale of the sad princess.

It's a beautiful story,
but it has no ending.

I've been waiting for
someone to finish it...

...for the last 100 years.

If you touch me you'll turn
into frogs...

...and stay here forever.

Do as I wish and I'll grant
each of you a wish.

I'd like a key to open all doors...

...and a whistle to take me
anywhere I like.

You'll find both in that box,
Antony.

I'd like the magic button
of Dr. Pai-Chi-Wo.

Hurry up and you'll find
it at the Academy.

That's it!

I won't go on! Find yourself
another hairdresser!

I'm not going to cut your or
your pupils' hair any more!

I've had enough of your
promises!

I'll be bringing him along
this week!

The Academy was intended
for students like him...

...and not for that noisy
band of pipsqueaks.

Good day Mr. Blot!

No more free freckles!
That's it.

Wait!

I see the treasure-hunt was
a great success.

You've found many
wonderful treasures.

As a reward

for searching so carefully
you can keep all you found.

After supper today...

...I'll take down our album...

...and read you Adam's dream.

Great!

Adam's dream.

I dreamt... that I awoke.

Today I'll take you to China.

We're off!

Adam, save my train!

Adam, what have you done!
You stole a cloud!

There'll be no more rain,
wind or snow.

We'll be parched with the heat
and drought!

Winter's bringing white
snow for your delight.

Now some snow we'll take
and a snowman we make.

We'll make him jolly-fat,
give him a pipe and hat.

Snow's falling on his head,
his nose is getting red.

Winter's bringing white
snow for your delight.

By eating flowers all day
I'll make December May.

Adam, turn on the light,
I can't see.

I feel like having a snack.
What about a thunderbolt?

Dancing, prancing Mister Blot,

we enjoy his games a lot

Thank you.
At last I have a glass of my own.

The third eye!
I can see the third eye!

My third eye has come back
from its trip into space.

Fancy that!

Fantastic!

What fantastic views!

No one's ever seen anything
like it! Miracles!

Fantastic!

I can see life on the stars!

No-one's ever thought up
a story to match it.

It'll put all other tales
in the shade.

Tomorrow we'll invite the
neighbours to a viewing.

Tidy up indoors and outdoors...

...and I'll get the projector ready.

Space travel in the Academy!

Fantastic!

I thought a great deal about what
the sad princess had said.

Something very important
happened that evening.

What a storm!

A good thing the third eye
landed before the rain.

We have visitors.

That's strange.

- Open the umbrella.
- Just a moment!

I thought we'd drown.

This is Adolf, a new student.
He'll be your star pupil.

He's welcome. Please come in.

In the Academy, Adolf.

You'll have many friends
and an excellent teacher.

Careful!

He's tired.

In the rain
we lost our way three times...

...before we found the
right turning.

You must be hungry.

We'll ask Mr. Blot
to make you both some supper.

There's no need to bother him.

You'd better find Adolf a bed.

There's a spare one in our room.

I haven't much time
so I'll be off right away.

In his clothes?

He doesn't like being woken up.

You'd better let him sleep
in his clothes.

If all goes well I'll let Mr Blot...

...have some fresh freckles.

You'll get very fond of Adolf,
just wait.

- Look!
- Don't touch him!

Go to bed!

Good night.

I don't like it,

somehow I'll find Mr. Blot.

I was suddenly terribly tempted...

...to steal a look at
Mr. Blot's secrets.

I thought the entrance was in the
sick appliances room.

Hello, what brings you here?

Philip, the Barber brought
a new student.

- Have you seen Mr Blot?
- He's not on the third floor.

I thought he was with you boys.

I'll go to the kitchen
and you try the classroom.

Mr. Blot's worried and has been
shrinking steadily.

I'm afraid he misses his
fresh freckles.

Don't wake me...

I'm having a wonderful dream.

Look, Adam...

This boy hasn't been
dreaming at all.

- Did he come last night?
- Who is he?

Look, he slept in his clothes.

It's a doll!

You're right, Adolf's a doll.

I was always afraid of having
dolls in our Academy.

But it's too late now.

He was smuggled in by a trick.

He'll cause us a lot of trouble.

We must teach him to feel,

think...

...and speak.
Perhaps I'll manage it?

Pick him up and carry him
carefully to my study.

There'll be no classes today.

Remember to tidy up for our
visitors tonight.

After dinner we'll start my
tale of star-dwellers.

You stay, Adam.
I'll need your help.

Here's an ointment made
by Dr Pai-Chi-Wo.

Rub Adolf's hands with it...

...until veins and arteries
begin to appear.

I'll see to the heart and brain.

Microprocessors,
transistors, diodes...

A doll equipped with the most
up-to-date technology.

Is that dangerous?

Technology is neither good
nor bad by itself.

It all depends what use
we make of it.

We'll do our best to
help this doll...

...to feel, see and hear.

Can it exist with dignity?

9, 8, 7, 6,

5, 4, 3,

2, 1,

0!

It looks as if we've made it.

Where am I?

In Mr. Blot's Academy.

Can I breathe?

Of course.

What's your name?

Adolf.

Give me a stick of some sort.

Here's your new fellow-student.

Is this a circus?
Don't stand there and gape!

I'm going to take a look
in the bushes.

That's where you keep your
treasures, isn't it?

We'll soon get rid of them!

Welcome to our story!

Come join us, we invite you.
Our story will delight you.

Leave behind what's dreary,
here no-one's ever weary.

Pinocchio comes here daily

to play the ukulele

and kids all get to fly
in an airplane in the sky.

There's sausages and cheeses
and no-one ever freezes.

And really, it's quite true
telltales have nothing to do.

Come join us, we invite you,
our story will delight you.

Pinocchio comes here daily
to play the ukulele.

We're having lots of fun

so join us if you can.

Past hillock and past hollow
adventure bids us follow.

We'll seek her

all together,

in this fine

summer weather.

A certain hen, I have heard
was an awfully snobbish bird.

Good manners, she'd say
is what's lacking today.

She asked friends to a meal
so they'd see what's genteel.

A donkey came in and brayed
and broke a vase, I'm afraid

the hen cackled; Alas,

it's quite plain he's an ass.

A cow came in, forlorn,
broke a pane with her horn,

cried the hostess: now, now

don't be a clumsy cow!

A muddy pig came through the door,
the hen was ruffled even more.

She gave an angry cry!
My house is not a sty!

A sheep came in late,
broke a seat with his weight.

Now here, the hen said,
is a proper mutton-head.

Teaching manners to swine
is a sheer waste of time.

She had quite enough!

The guests left in a huff.

Now did that hen display
good manners, would you say?

Boys, show our visitors
their seats.

- Please, take a seat.
- Please.

Please, help yourselves.

Mr. Blot himself made all
these delicacies.

Another glass, perhaps?

This is the rainbow cocktail.

Will you drink with me?

My dear guests!

Beyond seven nebulae,

beyond seven moons...

...lies a planet wrapped in
colorful clouds...

...known as the Star of Hope.

My third eye flew there...

...and what it observed you'll
see for yourselves.

The flight took the whole summer.

Many-colored cosmic kites
drift through space.

The third eye flew to the most
interesting part...

...of our solar system,

where the collective memory
of the universe is stored.

There it was given details
concerning the history...

...and position of the
Star of Hope.

How interesting!

Look, little Red Riding-hood,
how lovely!

The planet's central computer
was informed...

...and an unmanned spaceship
was sent to help...

...the third eye make a safe
landing.

Star-dwellers are hospitable...

but also sensible and cautious.

They learned to be careful during
their war with King Chaos...

...who set out to conquer
the universe.

They put the third eye through
many tests...

...to discover what my
intentions were.

When they learned...

...that contact with another
civilization...

...might help to unite mankind...

...the planet's protective screen
was raised...

...and above the horizon
appeared the beautiful...

...Star of Hope the story of which
I'm about to relate.

What's the meaning of this
Mr. Blot?

You're giving a party without me?

Is that why I was sent out
into the park?

What are you staring at?

Get out before I lose my temper.

Get a move on, will you!

Scram, you silly bird!

Buzz off, dwarfs,
or I'll jump on you.

It's my turn to have fun.

I'm the Queen of Toy-land and
I order you to stop!

Too late, my lovely,
I'm no longer a subject of yours.

I'm alive now,
thanks to this old idiot.

He must be regretting this now.

We must examine him!

Out of my way, doc,
or I'll break your bones.

What are you waiting for,
you fat lump?

Get out, Pinocchio,
or I'll punch your nose.

Out of my way, Snow-queen,
or I'll melt you.

Get out!

That's not all!
Your Academy's finished!

You'll be sorry you ever
started on those stories.

Sawdust, that'll remain of
your Academy!

It's a pity, my boys...

...I won't be able to finish
telling you...

...my tale of star-dwellers.

We must put it off to
another story.

It can't be helped.

It's high time we all had
our supper.

Clear the room.

There's still autumn to come before
winter, isn't there?

Yes.

Cheer up!

It rained throughout October
and November.

There were no more
games outdoors.

Mr. Blot became melancholic
and strangely quiet.

He complained there were
no butterflies.

He neglected the kitchen...

...and forgot about our meals.

He neglected his freckles
and didn't take his pills.

As a result his shock
of hair grew thin and gray.

At last winter came,
and with it Christmas.

On Christmas Eve
Mr. Blot seemed...

�former self again when
we sat down to supper.

Boys,

our tale is coming to an end.

I'll be sorry to part from you.

We spent a whole year together.

It was great fun,
but nothing lasts forever.

What'll happen to us?

You'll all go home for
Christmas.

Open the gate at midnight...

...and throw the key into the pond.

That'll be the end of our tale
about my Academy.

- Won't we meet again?
- In another story, maybe.

The story of my travels.

It's time for some surprises.

I've got ready some presents
for you.

- Do you know what you're getting?
- No. Do you?

The magnifying pump.

Adam Niezg�dka...

Adolf...

Someone's inside
Mr. Blot's secrets!

Here you have old Blot's
secrets!

There'll be no carols
or presents...

...but tears and gnashing
the teeth!

Here are your silly old secrets!

You can't read it because you
don't know Chinese,

so I might as well tear it up.

Go on, read it!

The secrets will all be
torn into tatters!

You've destroyed my secrets.
For that you must be punished.

Well,

I was afraid my story would
end like this.

These scrolls, Adolf destroyed,

contained the knowledge passed
to me by Dr. Pai-Chi-Wo.

Now there'll be no more
cooking with colours...

flying in the air, healing furniture,

or making up magic songs
and rhymes.

But luckily I've taught you
some of that knowledge.

Before you unpack your presents
we'll sing a carol.

So that's it, Mr. Blot?

That's how you stick to
our agreement?

I devoted 20 years to
my invention.

It was to allow me to find my
way into every fairytale...

...and destroy it from within.

But you destroyed my doll,
my life's work!

All my efforts are wasted,

although I went on supplying
you with freckles,

in spite of the risks involved.

I'll show you what
I'm capable of...

...when I set out to take
my revenge.

Just wait and see!

I'll send this place up
in smoke!

Here's the button you were
looking for.

Farewell.

If you hurry up,
you'll find him in the Academy.

Hand me that button.

Are you Prince Matthew
or was it all a dream?

I'm not a prince, Adam.

I simply told you a story.

I made up the adventure of
the wolf king.

And the prince,
and Dr. Pai-Chi-Wo?

In fairytales good is always
victorious.

Maybe you thought this
story was true...

- because it was different?
- And you... who are you?

I wrote the story of
Mr. Blot's Academy.

I wrote it because I'm very
fond of children.

Some people even maintain...

...that I myself am that
strange fellow Blot.

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