(dramatic orchestral music) - [Narrator] Far, far
away, in the mountains, far beyond the Blue Range, there lies a mighty mountain, a mountain no one alive dares approach, for legend says that
deep inside the mountain a gruesome troll lies asleep. The troll is known as the Mountain King. (solemn music) According to the legend,
only one thing can wake him, if the princess has not been married off before her 18th birthday. - [King] Kristin, are you ready? Kristin! (grunting) - [Narrator] Whether it was
the princess' wish or not, (sighing) all kings always found a
bridegroom for their daughter before it was too late. (grunting) (court chuckling) - [King] Welcome. - Oh Kingly Honor and Your Grace, with copious yet
unostentatious jouissance, I Prince Frederik of Denmark in matrimony, your
daughters hand, I do accept. - Ahem, these are just simple peasants, my liege. They don't really understand
your sophisticated language. - How you doin'? It's nice to be here. (court gasping and applauding) The huge bear was running straight for me. (court gasping) But I am a brave man, so I threw myself at the bear. (grunting) And then I wrapped
my arms around its neck and squeezed and squeezed until (groaning) the bear lay dead (cheering and applauding)
in the grass. (unsettling music) Kristin!
- No. - Kristin, listen to me! I am the king and as
the king I command you to marry this Prince Frederik! - You just don't understand, do you? I don't want to get married! - Tomorrow is your birthday,
and you will get married! Take this. - [Narrator] If the legend is true and the princess is unmarried
on her 18th birthday, the Mountain King will awake
and abduct her to his mountain. There she will be his slave. Kristin?
- For the rest of her life. - Kristin? Kristin! (suspenseful music) (tranquil music) (exhilarating music) (tranquil music) (fanciful music) (birds twittering) (gasping) (screaming) (plopping loudly) (gasping) - Hello? (whimsical music) - Yeah, now we're even. (grunting) Hi. I'm Espen. You don't have to shake hands. It's a silly custom,
if you think about it. What about if we just shook
hands from side to side? No, I got a better idea, get this, if I stand on one leg--
- My God! Do you always run your mouth? - Only after a near-death experience, then yeah it's possible
I might talk a little-- - If you keep talking, then you
might just have another one! (whimsical music) - Whoa, look. You hungry? (contemplative music) I've never seen anyone
eat that fast before. - I haven't wanted to
eat in quite a while. (gasping) - I sure wanna eat now. (chuckling) So where are you going? - (sighing) I have to be on my way now. Thanks for the food. - But. (horse snorting) (Kristin grunting) But I don't even know what your name is. - Who knows what the future holds? Perhaps, we'll meet against some day. Giddy-up! (persevering music) - Good morning, brothers. (panting) - What do you mean, good morning? We've been up and working since dawn. - [Pal] Yeah, that's right. - Well, there's more to life than work. Hi, dad. - Well, boys, the vulture had a feast. Didn't I ask one of you
two to put up a scarecrow? - Wasn't that Espen's job? - Yeah, Espen was gonna do it. - I hope you at least got what
I ask for at the market, huh? - Yeah. Oh. (Espen's family gasping) Hey, you wont' believe what happened. This girl came riding by-- - [Trio] Espen! - I swear to God and I fell into the river.
- Enough! Boys, go get the bow
and some warm clothing. - We were working all day. - All we had to eat was watery porridge. - That's why we're going hunting. - Really, can I come along? - [Trio] No! - Listen, we all have to pull our
weight around the house. And you gotta grow up. - Yeah. - Good. I want you to stay here and
just look after the house. I don't want you--
- I could try-- - No, I want you to do nothing at all. Nothing, got it? - Yeah, I got it. - That's my boy. - Here. Sit on your butt and poke in the ashes. That's all you're good for. (melancholic music) (trio chattering faintly) (earth rumbling faintly) (rumbling) (dishes clinking and
and furniture rattling) (rumbling) (gasping) (unsettling music) (birds squawking) (growling deeply) - Trolls. (chuckling) I'm not scared of trolls. (suspenseful music) (gasping) No! (dramatic orchestral music) (yelling) No, no, no! No! (groaning) (whimpering) (sighing) (gasping) (whimpering) (daunting music) (nocturnal birds warbling) (booming faintly in the distance) (creature growling) (bird fluttering) (horse whinnying) (earth rumbling) (gasping and yelling) (horse neighing frightfully) (footfalls thudding loudly
and creature roaring) (intense orchestral music) (panting heavily) (groaning) (panting) (gasping) (nocturnal birds warbling and squawking) (footfall thudding) (girl screaming and troll growling) - Of course, we're prepared, and what we don't eat, we can sell. (gasping) (unsettling music) - I can explain. (gasping and whimpering) I was just sitting in
there poking in the ashes, when I heard heavy footsteps and I it was a troll. - [Pal] Espen. What have you done, Espen? - But it's true. I mean, at least I'm
pretty sure it was a troll. (panting) - You scatter-brain. You Ash Lad. (somber music) - It's no use. Everything's ruined. - It was the only picture of her. - Good day, simple peasants. Have you seen a princess ride past here? Riding upon a majestic horse. Long, brown hair, stunningly beautiful, the princess, not the horse. (laughing) - We haven't seen her. - What about you? (doubtful music) - No. - He lies, my liege. - Let me snap his neck! Hey!
- Loosen your tongue! - If you go and snap his neck, you idiot, how will he talk? Why didn't you tell me what you know? - Hey! I wouldn't pay attention
to what this boy says. All he does is make up stories. Before we arrived, he told
us he saw a troll yesterday. (laughing spitefully) (sighing deeply) - So he believes in
this old folk tale, huh? - Believes in the old? - Folk tale. - Fo? - Folk tale. (gasping) - What folk tale? - That the princess will
be abducted by a troll, if she isn't married before she's 18. - The king has promised that
he who finds the princess will get her and half the kingdom. - Mm-hmm, that's right, she's mine. - And he's willing to give
her away to just anyone? - The princess is gonna marry me, as soon as I find her,
everyone knows that. And we are wed, she will without a doubt know her place. (chuckling) Simple peasant folk. (chuckling) (unsettling music) - Here, this is all I have left. You two have to find the princess. Our only hope is to get the reward. It's the only way we can
afford to rebuild the farm, or else all is lost. - What about me? - From now on, you're on your own. - But I can help you,
I can stay and be your. - If you wanna help me, then
it's best if you just leave. - Dad, please, let me just don't--
- No! Go. And don't come back. (melancholic music) (moves into persevering music) - Per, Per. - Hmm? - Come on. (whimsical music) (panting) (gasping) - Oh, look what I just found! - What'd you find? - A mirror, cracked. - What are you picking
up junk like that for? - You might need it, you never know. (whimsical music) Hey, look at this. - [Pal] What'd you find this time? Argh! Get rid of it. - Gotta be good for something. - [Distressed Person] Help! Help! Help me. - Someone needs our help. - We gotta get moving. - If someone's in distress,
we can't ignore it. - [Pal] We have enough
problems of our own. - All thanks to you. - [Distressed Person] Hello! Help me!
- I'm gonna see who it is. - Come on, Pal. Come on! Farewell, Ash Lad. - [Distressed Person] Hello, help me. - I hear you. - Help me. Help me. Come closer. - Hi. - Thank heavens. I was just going to chop some wood and my nose got stuck. - [Espen] Nose? - Don't stand there, staring
at me like a nincompoop. Help me! - I'm sorry. - Hey, let go! Stop, stop! You have to use that hatchet. - Oh, I see. Okay, so you want me
to chop off your nose. - Chop off my nose, are you insane? Use it to widen the crack! - All right. (groaning) (gasping) - Here, I have stood for the longest time. (gasping)
Food, I have had none. Water, I have had none! (Old Log Lady growling) - Ah, I don't have much, but
I've got this soggy potato. (gasping) (whimsical music) - And what brings a boy like you so far into the forest? - I'm looking for the princess. - So it's come to pass! (laughing) The Mountain King has take her, just like the myth always
predicted he would. - Isn't that just a fairy tale? - Don't you know, my boy, there's always some element
of truth in every fairy tale. Ah, but you should forget it. There's nothing you can do for her now. - Wait! Saving the princess is my only hope, or I'll never be able to return home. - Boy, heed now! According to the ancient myth, there is only one sword
that can penetrate the skin of the Mountain King. This sword is called Tvay-geer. - [Espen] Where can I find it? - Forget it, it's too perilous! - Please, I have to know. - That sword was lost many years ago in an abominable marsh! (groaning) That marsh is a place of evil. (panting) - And the marsh is where exactly? (growling gently) - I will give you my map, because you were kind enough to help me. This map will show you the way
to wherever you want to go. - Thanks. (laughing spitefully) - You must inquire of the map. - I have to... (sighing) Map, show me the way to Tvay-geer. - (growling) That's not good
enough, you must ask politely! - Pretty please. (Old Log Lady laughing) - Farewell then, Ash Lad. Ouch, my nose! (groaning) (resolute music) (contemplative music) (moves into suspenseful music) - [King Voiceover] Listen to
me, Kristin, I am the king. I command you to marry.
- You just don't understand, do you, I don't want to get married! (chattering faintly) I do not want to get married. (sighing) (groaning exasperatedly) - Maybe it was a band of
robbers that took her. - Band of robbers, there
are things in that forest so bad, we don't want to think about them! - You are talking about that troll again. You know that's just an old myth. (laughing) - The troll is going to force
her to marry him, you know? She'll have to slave away
the rest of her days. (wheezing) - Your Majesty! Your Majesty! (wheezing) (yelling weakly) (wheezing) Your Majesty. (coughing and panting laboriously) (sighing deeply) We found her horse, or rather the remains of it in Fern valley. (gasping) And that's not all, because we also found this. - What in God's name is that? - Me thinks it's a tooth. (court gasping in alarm) - The Mountain King! (nocturnal birds warbling and squawking) (booming faintly) (unsettling music) (goats bleating) (bats screeching) (daunting music) (grunting) (sighing deeply) (resolute music) - You know, yesterday
I was hating porridge. - What? - Today, I'd given my
left foot for a spoonful. (birds twittering) (mysterious music) Think they belong to anyone? - Nobody would notice if we just take one. - Each? - Yeah, one each. (groaning delightfully and chuckling) It kind of is a bit strange. But they're very good! - It's the best apple I've ever had. (gibbering) (laughing heartily) (cheerful music) (laughing) (chuckling) (gasping) - Our apples are tasty? - We didn't know, we
thought we could take 'em. (giggling) - Where we come from
there are all the apples you could ever want to eat. - Ever want to eat, whoa! - [Nymph] Wanna join us? (laughing) (laughing cheerfully) (fanciful music) (crowd laughing faintly in the distance) - Hmm. (giggling) - Yoo-hoo! - Come on, come with us. - (chuckling) Hurry up. - Where where are all the apples? - One more bite, then you'll see. (laughing) (chuckling) (mountain rumbling) (unsettling music) (gasping and laughing) (birds twittering) (earth rumbling) (birds warbling and chirping distortedly) (delirious music) (gasping) (crowd laughing) - Espen! Espen!
- Hey. Come sit with us. There's plenty to go around. (fanciful music) (groaning delightfully) (laughing) - [Per] Let us never leave here. (laughing heartily) (laughing) (laughing hysterically) (giggling) (laughing) (dissonant music) (gasping with fright) (upbeat music) - How are you? (nymph chuckling) Maybe think of eating another apple. (nymph giggling) (doubtful music) Come on, eat it. (Per laughing) (chuckling tentatively) (Pal groaning delightfully) (laughing loudly) Come on, eat some. (giggling) There you go. (laughing) (Per and Pal laughing hysterically) (dissonant music) (Per and Pal laughing) (nymph laughing spitefully) I do so look forward to marrying you. (slurping and giggling spitefully) (whimpering frightfully) (nymphs cackling eerily and boys roaring) Here you go. (gagging) I'm so glad you came here to see me. Do you think I'm beautiful? (snickering) (cackling) (laughing nervously) (groaning cheerfully) (nymph growling) - My dear brothers. Hey, I love you guys! - And we love you! (laughing insanely) - Come on, let's go check
out our new home, yeah?` - And let all this food go to waste? Go to waste?
- We'll have plenty of time to eat later. We're gonna be here forever. - (chuckling) Yeah! (laughing) Excuse me,, could we be excused? - Yes, go off and enjoy yourselves. And we can make lots of tasty
little delicacies for you. (crowd laughing) - Come on! (laughing hysterically) Come on, come on. (Per and Pal laughing eerily) Come on. - [Pal] My goodness, this
place is such a palace. - (gasping) Look at that. - Come on. - Where are we going? - We have to get out of here. - Why, we have everything we need. - It's all an illusion. The apples were enchanted. - Espen, why do you
always destroy everything that works. First, you burn the house down, then you take us away from
these delightful young ladies. - Wake up! (groaning) - Now, we're getting married! (screaming with horror) - Run! - [Witch] Don't go, I told
you we were getting married! - Come on! Forest nymphs. - You won't get away! (yelling) (witches laughing spitefully) - Darlings, don't leave us. (screaming) No, no, come back! (laughing spitefully) No, don't leave us! (yelling) Come back here! - Come on, come on! - No! (earth booming) (shrieking) (booming) (panting and sighing with relief) (coughing) (resolute music) - [Pal] Thanks for saving us, Espen. - Don't worry about it, but if you see pretty
girls with cow tails again, keep walking. - If trolls exist, why
haven't we seen them before? - They turn to stone in the sun. They only come out at night. - How do you know that? - That's just the way it is. (adventurous music) (groaning with relief) - Is there anything I should know about? Are there dragons? - Dragons? (resolute music) - [Per] What about unicorns? - Don't be stupid. - Why is that any more stupid than trolls? - That's just absurd. A horse with a horn, come
on, we have to focus. First, we have to find the sword, and then we find the princess. (wind whooshing) (goat bleating) (groaning) (rumbling) (troll growling gently) (goat bleating) (unsettling music) (goat bleating and toll growling) (gasping and panting heavily) (dissonant music) (Kristin gasping in fear) (Kristin yelling) (troll muttering) (troll growling gently) (troll muttering) (persevering music) - [Troll] Try. - Mmm. Raw meat, my favorite food! (growling gently) (panting heavily) - [Pal] Oh my goodness. (sighing) - Look what I found. - Yarn. (chuckling) What are you gonna start knitting? - You never know. (snickering) - I'm not gonna make it. - Pal looks tired. - [Espen] We're almost there! - Oh my God. Wait for me, wait. (sighing) (whimsical music) (crowd chattering faintly) - Pal! Pal! What's going on? - Without food and drink,
our hero cannot think. (cheerful music) (customers chattering
happily and laughing) - Pal, we can't afford this, come on. - Well, it's a good thing that one of us was born with a sense
of how to manage a budget. (laughing) Espen, I want you to go over there and order us three large beers. And three bowls of sour cream pudding. And with a plate of cured ham on the side. And three large cinnamon rolls. - (snickering) We don't really need those. - Without a cinnamon roll our
hero cannot defeat the troll. If I don't get something to
eat, I'm gonna hurt someone. Espen. (customers laughing and chattering) - [Frederik] Brute, we've been telling you all along, you idiot. - Here you go, here's your wine. - (sighing annoyingly) Finally,
want me to die of thirst? - [Waitress] One for you. And one for you. - (sniffing) Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait. Just a second. Does this wine here smell
like fresh fart to you? - Smells of fart. - Not just fart. (sniffing) Feet, sweaty socks, and a hint of gonads from a bull, yeah. Let me check. But mostly fart. Serve me some decent wine or I
will buy the whole place here and burn it all to the ground. And that would be a gift
to the world, thanks. (sighing deeply) We have to find the princess
before someone else, otherwise we're lost. - Do you think the Mountain King has her? - That's so dumb, Little-Jan, there's no such thing as goblins or trolls. - There you go. - And three sour cream
puddings with a plate of cured ham on the side,
and three cinnamon rolls. - [Waitress] Yeah, I'll be right over. - And keep the change. - Thanks a lot. - You're welcome. - My lord. - What? - Guess what I just saw. - Cheers, brothers. (laughing) - So can you show us the map? - Yeah. Ahem, map, show us the way
to Tvay-geer, pretty please. (gasping happily in surprise) It shows the way to the marsh that old lady was talking about. The sword must be in that pond. - [Pal] That's what I call magic. - [Per] So that's where we're going then. - We need to get that sword in
order to rescue the princess. - So we meet again. I think I forgot to introduce myself. Prince Frederik. - Espen, Ash Lad. - I apologize for being
so gruff last time we met. I'm supposed to marry the princess. We're head over heels in love and she means everything to me. So if you have any information
that might help me find my beloved fiancee, I would
see to it that you are richly rewarded. - Just how richly rewarded? (doubtful music) (snickering) - There's enough here to rebuild the farm, even more than that! - (laughing) Yeah. So if you know anything
or happen to possess a (gasping) let's say a
magical map for example. - What a coincidence because we happen to - If you two really are so madly in love, then how come she chose to
run away from your wedding? - Tell me where she is! - I'm sure we can come
to an understanding here. (panting) Espen, give him the map. - Hmm. - No. - Hey, give him the map. - Hand it over now! - Give me it. - [Pal] Go on, give it to him. - No. - [Waitress] Sorry, excuse me. - Give him the map. - Hi. - Ahem, here. That's three puddings. Three cinnamon rolls and
some dried ham on the side. Careful, it's very hot. - [Frederik] So, where were we? - Espen? (grunting) (yelling) (screaming) - Get them! Get them now! (yelling) (grunting) (yelling) (intense orchestral music) (people clamoring) (groaning) - No, no, no, no, no, no. (thudding and dishes clinking) (thwacking) - (gasping) Where are you going? Hey, come out! (yelling) - Ha, ha! (grunting) (gasping) (grunting) (yelling) - Catch! (yelling) (grunting) (thumping) (panting and gasping) (gagging and coughing) (grunting) (whimpering) (yelling) (screaming) (thumping) (groaning) (gasping and chuckling) (grunting) (groaning and gasping) (screaming) (vigorous orchestral music) - Ha, ha. (grunting) - Hmm? - I know you're there. Now, I've got you! (yelling) (grunting and groaning) (grunting) - Give it back! (gasping) (laughing spitefully) (panting) - You just put your foot in it. - No, Espen, you're the one
who put his foot in it, right? - No. Really just put your foot in it. (gasping) (growling) (growling furiously) - No, no! Mommy! (grunting) - (panting) Come on! (intense music) (panting heavily) - I think we lost them. - Good. (thwacking) (gasping) - [Frederik] There they are, get them! - Run! - Go! - (yelling exasperatedly) You
couldn't hit the broadside of a barn, could you? Could too!
- You hit the tree! (perilous music) - [Gunnar] Argh, stand still, will you? - Get them! (panting heavily) (screaming) (waterfall thundering) (somber choral music) (sighing deeply) It's over. Even Gunnar can hit you
one with this close. (gasping) Just give me the map and
maybe I'll let you off with a couple festering wounds. (laughing) - Do you remember when we jumped off that burned roof as kids? - What? When I broke my arm? - Yeah. - No, no, give him the map! - I'm bored. Kill them! - No, no, no, no. (panting) We'll give it to you. We'll give it to you. Here. - Hmm, yeah, come on. - Now! - No! (screaming) - Be careful, my liege, watch out! (screaming) - Damn it, to the horses. Christian, come! Christian! (panting) - Why didn't you just take the money, huh? We could've gone home now! - I couldn't do that,
the princess needs our-- - The princess is not our problem! (gasping) Are you so naive? Do you really she'll marry you? - No? - But now you made an enemy
out of Prince Frederik himself. - Yeah, so what? - So what? He once strangled a monstrous
bear with his own hands. - You know, I heard it was two bears. And his hands were tied behind
his back when they attacked. - Are you sure there weren't three, and that he was blindfolded as well? - You know what your problem is? You don't realize that your
actions have consequences for others. Every time you don't do your chores, it means twice the work
for the rest of us. We're out there breaking
our backs every day, and you don't even lift a finger! Our family would be so much better if
you were not a part of it. (grunting) - Hey, hey, calm down. Per, stop it! Stop it, Espen! Hey, stop. Stop it! Espen. Per! (panting) - Give me the map! Give it to me! Give me the map! (unsettling music) - Per, come on, why don't you just can't you two just get along? He doesn't know what he's doing. - He's like a little child. He doesn't wanna grow up! (birds twittering) (gasping) - Hey, look what I found! (gasping exasperatedly) - What did you find now, Espen? - An old bearskin. - Ah, you wanna take a
flea-ridden bear hide up the mountain? - One man's trash is another's treasure. - Told you so. - [Pal] Just give him a break. He saved us from the
nymphs and the prince. And he brought a map. (ground rumbling) (troll growling gently) (screaming) (troll groaning) (perilous music) (growling) (Kristin yelling and grunting) (growling) - Wait, wait! I know I have to marry you
according to the legend. I know that! But I can't get married without
a wedding dress! (gasping) There won't be any wedding till I get one! (gasping and grunting) (troll's footfalls thudding faintly) (crow squawking) - [Pal] For God's sake, turn around. (slow unsettling music) - Something's wrong with the map. What do we do now? - We'll just have to search for that pond. (suspenseful music) - Per! Pal? - Why couldn't the sword have been lost in the Bostie milkmaid's marsh instead? - Sh! (panting) We're not alone. Where's Espen? - He was right behind us a moment ago. - Espen! (gasping) (terrible dissonant music) (ghostly voice blasting) (gasping) (voice chattering faintly) (voice cackling) - What a pleasant reunion! Well, we can just pick
up where we left off. Oh yeah. (grunting) Where's the other one, huh? - Dead, hit a rock when
we jumped into the water. Where is he?
- He's dead! - I'm not asking you, runt! - [Christian] He's not talking to you. - Where is he? Hey, where is he? (doubtful flute music) - Per! Pal! (moves into optimistic music) I found it! (growling gently) (wolf howling faintly) (grunting) (dark suspenseful music) (growling gently) (terrible dissonant music) (growling) (screaming) (roaring) (screaming) (grunting and gasping) (growling faintly) (thwacking) (monster groaning) (persevering orchestral music) (birds twittering) (sighing deeply) (unsettling music) - Do you think they really wanna kill us? - Stay calm, Pal. They don't know who they're dealing with. Get ready. - [Pal] Ready, what do you mean? - Hey! Excuse me, there is something
I forgot to tell you. - What? - Come here and I'll whisper it to you. I have a sore throat. Come on. - [Little-Jan] Hmm? (grunting) - Pal, now! (grunting) (horse whinnying quietly) Come on, giddy-up. Come on, horsey, giddy-up, go. Come on. (grunting) (laughing) - You are dead. (panting) (thudding) (fanciful music) - What do you think, huh? - Very good idea, but
I think we should now (horse's whinnying drowns out speaker) (panting) - So if anyone needs to
take a leak, do it now. Gunnar. - Yeah. - You have to go? - No, don't have to go. - But do you think you'll have
to go in about five minutes, and then we'll have to
stop because of you? - Hard to say. - Then excuse yourself, hurry up! (laughing and chattering faintly) (sighing in relief) (creature growling gently) (growling) (roaring) - A bear! A bear, it's a bear, it's a bear! Bear!
- Bear, bear, bear! Should I get my crossbow? - Well, it's not like you're known for hitting things with your arrows. - You killed a bear with your
hands once, go do something! - Well, that was a different kind of bear. (screaming loudly) (screaming gruffly) - That's one very odd bear. (yelling) (gasping and yelling) - Hey! (yelling) (grunting and groaning) (gasping) (sighing disappointingly) (laughing) - A bear. (sighing in relief and chuckling) (laughing spitefully) - Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. (groaning) You are either the most courageous or the stupidest person in the world. (laughing) Map, please be so kind
as to show me the way to the hall of the Mountain King. (laughing) Oh yes, yes, yes. Your darling brothers were
kind chatty in your absence. - [Gunnar] Yeah, they really were chatty. - I have no idea what's to
come inside that mountain, but one thing's for sure. And that's you and your idiot
brothers will be the ones to have the honor of making
that discovery first. - What about Kristin? (laughing) - I'm gonna marry her, how
often do I have to say it? But make no mistake, if
she defies me again that I don't mind ruling on
my own if I have to. Tragic hunting accidents
have often been known to occur in royal circles. (booming faintly in the distance) (horses clip-clopping and whinnying) (unsettling music) - Great rescue, dear brother. - You should have seen
Per's attempt to escape, while you were missing. That was something to ride home on. - Pal. (laughing spitefully) - Why have we stopped? We know where we have to go. - Because my lowbrow friend, if the legend of the Mountain King really turns out to be true,
then the troll hunts at night. All we have to do is wait
until the sun comes up, when it's bedtime for little trolls. Then we'll just stroll into the cave and. (laughing) - Let us drink a toast. To the future king and the future kingdom of Frederik the Wise and Brave. - You forgot handsome,
but handsome's important. I'll let it slide. (laughing) - I am so hungry, I would give anything to eat some fried duck right now. - Don't look, Pal, it just makes it worse. - Hey Frederik, you can't expect us to do heroic deeds on an empty stomach. - Fair enough. If you can reach it, then you can have it. (laughing spitefully) - [Gunnar] Yeah, that goose is yours. - [Christian] That's a good thing. (laughing) - [Frederik] That was good, wasn't it? - It's funny because
they're tied to a tree and they have no chance to reach it. (laughing) - Yes, that is why it's funny. Mm-hmm, you're absolutely right. (laughing) Oh it's so funny. - [Pal] What do you
think dad is up to now? Do you guys think we'll
ever see dad again? I miss him. (melancholic music) (booming faintly in the distance) (horse whinnying) (booming faintly and horse whinnying) (sighing) - Come on. You wanna play that silly
bear game again, with me, huh? I'm not dumb. I'm smart. Aren't I? - [Christian] All three
of them are here, right? - Good point. (troll footfall thudding
and Frederik whimpering) (horses whinnying and troll growling) - [Frederik] What is that?
(troll growling) (growling ferociously) Run! (yelling) Run! (yelling) - Hey, come back here! Come back here! (panting nervously) - We gotta do something. Per, give me the stone. The stone! The stone.
- Come on, stretch yourself. Yeah, okay. One, two, three. Aha, great. - Espen. (troll growling) Espen! (whimpering and gibbering) Do it now! Come on, come on! (troll chuckling mischievously) Espen!
(screaming) Espen, now! (screaming in terror) - Run! (troll roaring) (dramatic orchestral music) (whimpering) - Pal! (screaming) (whimpering) (troll growling) (whimpering) (troll footfall thudding and
Frederik gasping frantically) - Stay here, protect me. Christmas bonuses for all! - What do you mean Christmas bonuses? - Oh no! (troll groaning) (gasping in amazement) I hit him. (troll roaring terribly) (Gunnar screaming loudly) - Espen. We're here, over here. (chuckling and panting) - My hands, get this off my hands. - [Per] Now get mine off. - What's that smell? - [Pal] I brought the goose. - Are you out of your mind? - What? (whimsical music) - You're appetite is
going to be our undoing. - Sorry! (Pal sniffing) It's almost like I can still smell it. (sniffing deeply) (panting) (gasping in surprise) - Christian! - My liege. I won't abandon you. - I was afraid that thing had gotten you. - No, I'm pretty sure I
managed to shake it off. (laughing) (footfalls thudding) (roaring) - Oh you idiot, you led it straight to me. - I just wanted to protect you. - Christian. Christian. - My liege. - You've served me well. I wish to thank you for many
years of faithful servitude. (laughing hysterically) And for this, one last
self-sacrificing act on my behalf. - What? (grunting) (screaming) (grunting and groaning) Everything's fine! (thudding and troll grunting) (Christian screaming terribly) (gasping) (footfalls thudding faintly) (sighing and laughing with relief) (thudding) (troll growling) - (yelling) Oh no, no, no, no, no. (troll laughing eerily) Mommy! (yelling) - Do you think the troll is gone? - [Espen] I don't know. (troll growling) (yelling and whimpering) - Hey, hey! (screaming) - Pal! Pal! - [Espen and Per] Pal! (Pal screaming) - [Pal] Help me! (Pal screaming faintly in the distance) (troll growling faintly) (melancholic music) (sobbing) - All of this it's my fault. (sobbing) (sobbing) - I know I complain about you a lot. You're always daydreaming. And you can't hammer in a nail without tearing the whole house down. But you're really special. You are extraordinary. You have a feel for things others don't. You can do impossible things. Just in the last couple
of days (chuckling) I've seen you fence with princes. Then I watched you read
a map that was enchanted, and you outwitted forest nymphs. (laughing happily) Pal needs us now. And this this is your world. When we go there, I'll be just
as lost as you are back home. - Yeah. - So just tell me what to do, and I'll do it. (troll growling) (panting) No, no, no, no, no. (yelling) No, no, no, no! No! (sobbing hysterically) I'm gonna die in here! (gasping with relief) Oh my darling, thank goodness! I thought I was gonna die here. I've come to save you. - Well, you're not
really doing a job of it! - You have no idea what I've been through since you ran away. It's been one awful thing after another. - But you don't like
getting your hands dirty, now do you? - No. I did it all for you. No matter what you may think about me, I care for you. - That's not the least bit true. All he wants is the throne. What's true is that he said he'd kill you after you were married. - No! Lies. This common thief tried to rob us while we were sleeping and-- - He's the one who stole from us! (chuckling) - Do you really expect
the princess to believe some nameless scoundrel
instead of her own fiancee? (whimsical music) That was cool.
Who are you? - I'm Pal. I live with my father on a farm with my brothers, Per and Espen. We set out to find you
but that wasn't easy, because you were stolen by a troll. Hold on.
- Then we were going to come-- - Did you say Espen? - Mm-hmm. - Red hair, vest, irritatingly positive. More courage than wits. - Yeah, that's him, yeah. - Did he talk about me? - Yeah, he said you're not
really good on a horse. (whimsical music) - Anything else he said about me? - Well, in the last
few days, we were so up to our necks and stuff that
there really wasn't much time for small talk. - (sighing) And you think
he will come and save us? (chuckling nervously) (daunting music) - Look what I found. - Great. (insects buzzing) - Look, fireflies. - We gotta get going. - Do you trust me? There must be something here we can use. Glass jar. (optimistic orchestral music) (fireflies buzzing) (laughing in surprise) - [Per] Amazing what you
can do with an honey jar. (resolute music) (wind whooshing) - Age before beauty. - Watch your mouth. Besides, you have the sword. (rumbling) - The hall of the Mountain King. (echoing) (unsettling music) (gasping) Is that Pal's shoe? - Yeah. - Looks like a labyrinth in there. What do we do? - Better take some precautions, so we can find our way out again. - [Per] You do have your moments. (wind whooshing) - It'll take us years to
search all these tunnels. (screaming) - Espen. (yelling) - Hey! (grunting) - [Pal] Espen? (gasping) - [Espen] Look what I found. - Espen. - [Per] Are you ready? - Yeah. Are you guys ready? - [Pal] Yeah. - Yeah. (urgent suspenseful music) - Kristin. Wait till your father hears about this. (chuckling) Nobody treats Prince Frederik like this. - Would you prefer to stay here? Do you want that? - Yeah, yeah. (grunting) (gasping) (grunting) (chuckling) - Thank you. (chuckling) (grunting) (rumbling) (gasping) - Sh, sounds like he's coming back. (footfalls booming) (growling gently) (gasping) - Hello, what's going on up there? - [Gang] Sh! - I can't hear you! - [Gang] Sh! - Don't tell me to shush, pull me up! (grunting) Thank you, finally, my God. (suspenseful music) (panting) (troll snoring) (gasping) (snoring and sniffing loudly) (terrible dissonant music) (growling gently) (snoring) (panting) (panting heavily) (whimpering) - Wait, wait, wait, please stay. (whimpering) (grunting) (whimpering frightfully) (exhaling and grunting) (troll snoring) (grunting) No! (troll grunting and panting nervously) (growling) (screaming) (panting heavily) (gasping) - The sun's almost up, then we're safe. - Almost is not good enough, come on! - Wait, he'll catch up with us. We have to climb, get up the mountain. The higher up we are, the
sooner we'll be in the sun! - Good idea. (troll roaring and Frederik screaming) - Let's go, let's go! (dissonant music) Hey, hey, wait for me! Wait for me. (grunting and whimpering) (screaming) Oh no! (footfalls thudding) (booming) (roaring ferociously) (sniffing and roaring) (yelling) The troll is coming! (panting fearfully and yelling) (grunting) (groaning) (troll growling) Oh no! Help me! Help! Help. Help me! (grunting) (panting heavily) What an idiot! (troll growling)
- Espen! (urgent suspenseful music) (footfalls thudding and growling) - What do we do now? (thudding) (terrible dissonant music) (roaring) (resolute music) - This is my world. (footfalls thudding) (growling menacingly) (troll groaning terribly) (grunting) - [Trio] Espen! (grunting) - [Kristin] Espen! Per, no!
- Don't do, no! (yelling loudly) - Per! Per!
- Per, Per! (moaning) Per! Per! (groaning) Per, wake up, wake up, Per. Per. Per. Per, wake up. (sobbing) Espen, you have to do something. - (moaning) Distract him! - Hey, over here! It's me you want, right? (growling) (yelling) (grunting) - The sun. (grunting) (yelling) (booming) (intense orchestral music) Come on, come on! (roaring ferociously) (screaming frightfully) (troll groaning in pain) (triumphant music) (groaning loudly) (screaming) (growling weakly) (panting) (sighing) (panting) (gasping) (chuckling gladly) (laughing happily) (persevering music) (grunting) (rumbling) (grunting exasperatedly) (yelling and grunting) - I hate this forest. (screaming) (mysterious music) Hey! Hey there old woman! (growling gently) (gasping) Oh my God, your ugly. - What do you want? - The palace, know you where it is? - The palace. That way, keep going straight. (laughing mischievously) - Aha! A thousand thanks. (cackling) - Idiot! - Outside. (wheezing and panting) (panting laboriously) - Majesty. - Hmm. (sighing exasperatedly) (messenger coughing)
You know, for a messenger, you're really in pretty lousy shape. - Outside, outside. (door slams open) (crowd gasping and chattering excitedly) (emotional orchestral music) - Father, father! (gasping) (gasping) I want you to meet my friends. And one of them in particular. If it weren't for Espen, I
wouldn't be here right now. - Yes, yes, yes. I guess you boys are here to
ask for the reward, right? - A reward? What kind of a reward? - No, we sort of promised that whoever saved you would get-- - Ruling a kingdom sounds
like a lot of responsibility for a simple farm boy like me. I'm only asking for enough money
to save our house and land. (gasping) - Yes, of course. - Just a sec, Your Majesty, yeah. Hi. So if I've understood correctly there is then an open position as
king and Kristin's husband, because I wouldn't mind
doing that, I mean in fact I could imagine--
- Pal. Yeah, sure thing.
- Yeah. - Dearest subjects, there will be no wedding
today or tomorrow. My darling Kristin, you may marry who you want, when you want. - And if I never want to? (chuckling) - I would highly advise you not to test your luck at this moment. (laughing) Kristin. (grunting affectionately) (court applauding) - Aw, big hug! (laughing) - No, no, no big hug. Go for a run! - Is it possible for a
couple of hungry wanderers to get some porridge? (chuckling) - You're back. (laughing happily) (resolute music) Welcome home, son. Welcome. (gasping) I'm sorry. - Me too, dad. (sighing deeply) Hey, dad. (coins jingling) - But this is... (gasping and laughing) You actually did it? - It wasn't us. It was Espen. - [Pal] We just helped. (bright music) - Your mother, she would've
been very proud of you, Espen. (chuckling) - Call me Ash Lad. - Oh cut that out. All those nasty things
I said, I was angry. I didn't mean it though. Listen, that name is a burden. - But I've gotten used to it. (chuckling) I think I'll keep it. (gasping) - Ash Lad. (laughing) Need some more.
- It's here. Here, dad.
- A break. - Oh, let me fix this. (horse clip-clopping) Here's another one. (whistling) (chuckling) (laughing and grunting) (laughing) (chuckling) Bye.
- See ya. Bye.
- Goodbye. - [Pal] I guess we'll have
to work without him then. (cheerful music) - Ouch. Ow! Boy, your riding really
hasn't improved much, has it? - Do you wanna come with me or not? ("A Gjev Du Batt Meg"
by Valkyrien Allstars) (sobbing) (mysterious music) (groaning delightfully) (sighing with relief) (nymph laughing) - [Nymph] Come here. (laughing) (laughing) - Yeah! (laughing) ("A Gjev Du Batt Meg"
by Valkyrien Allstars) (optimistic music) (urgent orchestral music) (tranquil orchestral music)
The movie is in English.
Watched this a month ago, really good!
Askeladden - I Dovregubbens hall (2017)
a.k.a. The Ash Lad: In the Hall of the Mountain King (2017)
Adventure [1 h 44 min]
Vebjørn Enger, Eili Harboe, Mads Sjøgård Pettersen, Elias Holmen Sørensen
Director: Mikkel Brænne Sandemose
IMDb rating: ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆ 6.4/10 (204 votes)
More info at IMDb.
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