Podróze pana Kleksa (1986) - full transcript
Mr. Kleks visits at night, a boy who is a patient at the hospital. He decides to tell him a story, starting with the fact that Great Elektronik together with your robots conquered the island of inventors.
PART I
THE ENVOYS OF TALEDOCIA
MR BLOT'S VOYAGES
Hi, kiddo.
Mr Blot?
It's I, indeed.
I came to see you.
Don't cry.
You know, I once met a little boy
who looked very much like you.
If you want me to,
I'll tell you about him
because he too had to overcome
his fear...
and loneliness.
Everything started
when the Great Electronic
and his robots gang
invaded and conquered Inventors Island
and entered Patentonia, the capital.
Today the master of the world
Will be he
Who knows the magic of those words
That are three
Power, feeding, energy
Get it to your brains
Stop, switch off your heart
and on the computer
Obedient robot
Knows the system
A steel core and on it
Wire is twisted
Operates codeless
DNA
DNA
Dolby system
Yeah
Without any hesitation
Push it into operation
Just sit and wait
To see it go
For you the laser
Will burn your foe
Leaving the shelter
The next day
See the wonderful world
Clear and clean to stay
For years of DNA to share
DNA
Dolby system
DNA
Switching on the record
of your memory...
for 24 seconds.
Here is the program.
Everything human deteriorates
and is imperfect.
Thinking exhausts.
Imagination is hostile
to precision operations.
I am free,
because another brain
thinks for me.
I'll try to always properly respond
to impulses
and will myself delete compassion,
love and anger from my memory.
The program is approved.
I now welcome all winners
on the command platform
of Inventors' Island
which as of today becomes
the capital of our Empire.
Well, fifth generation take
your positions.
The Science Developing Centre
was changed into a Control Centre.
Archmechanic, the former king
of Patentonia, had to run for his life.
His friends, scientists and inventors
from many countries
were put to jail and forced to work
for the Great Electronic.
Serving under the orders of the despotic
and cruel Emperor was, among others,
Aloysius Bubble, former assistant
to Philip the barber,
now colonel Aloysius Bubble.
It was him that the Great Electronic
entrusted with a secret mission
which gave the start
to amazing events.
We're taking off.
Takeoff granted.
Direction Taledocia!
Welcome atendees of the Great Fairytale
competition.
Welcome, welcome.
Who are you, young man?
I'm the merchant's son
from the tale of the flying trunk.
The King's orders are that
all luggage and guns
are to be stored in the
fable locker-room.
Where is the locker room?
Nor far from here.
At Sunbeam Street.
Sister, look, what a funny horse...
He's a hunchback,
looks vitamin deficient.
Funny dupe.
Hey, listen, smarties!
As for him this was just basic
The camel walked to the oasis
His back loaded with his treasure
Two huge humps placed at his leisure
Hyena's laugh was rather mean
Isn't that a funny scene!
You would think you'd die of shame
If you were to look the same
Four-legged monster, what a sight
Makes you burst with laugh all right
Four-legged monster, what a sight
Makes you burst with laugh all right
The camel just dropped his eyes
While she strut behind the guy
Sneering right behind his back
making him a nervous wreck
Four-legged monster, what a sight
Makes you burst with laugh all right
Four-legged monster, what a sight
Makes you burst with laugh all right
Finally she got him mad
Using all the strength he had
He collided with the goof
Kicking her with his hind hoof
When in the desert you run
Of a hunchback don't make fun
Four-legged monster, what a sight
Makes you burst with laugh all right
When in the desert you run
Of a hunchback don't make fun
Of a hunchback don't make fun
Of a hunchback don't make fun
The impudent brat,
how dare he criticize us.
When you double all your powers
When you double all your powers
Louder even are the cheers
Louder even are the cheers
Long live the Great Storyteller
Long live the Great Storyteller
Longer than a hundred years
That constant crying
will drive me mad.
Can nobody silence that baby?
Sire, hear the song of your loyal servant
which, I hope,
will be a relief to you and you'll forget
about your toothache!
Really?
Go ahead!
Boni means a loyal servant
Who will serve you faithfully
Mine's not a very long story
Sire, please do listen to me
What you advise I think is wise
My master knows best
It's renowned
In the shade of your throne and crown
I sing to the glory of my boss
The king's face is the world's light
Not to look at it is no great loss
The grace of the court is so bright
I think I might pass out
If he only becons at me
Any no becomes a yes immediately
When he is giving me his orders
They change my mind beyond all borders
And whether you like it or not
Do not mention all that rot
About freedom, all that bit
It may give the king a fit
Thanks, my king, for having listened
The rest in your ear I'll whisper
The rest in your ear I'll whisper
The rest in your ear I'll whisper
Welcome to Ali Baba and the Forty Robbers.
Welcome, welcome.
Welcome.
Welcome.
Give way to the king's messenger.
- Help yourself to tasty ice cream.
- Thank you.
How are you, Little Red Riding Hood?
How is your Granny?
The name of this girl was Alice
and I intend to present her adventures
on the other side of the mirror
honorable Talers, at the big fairytale
competition.
Hi, dwarf.
Isn't that the most wonderful attire,
Your Majesty?
Shepherdess!
How nicely this fits.
As per your wish and your instructions.
The king's messenger?
A splendid attire!
- Wait!
- Shepherdess!
Your Highness!
- He is naked!
- It fits perfectly!
Welcome, distinguished Alib-Malik
This is the wreath which will decorate
the head of the winner.
Truly, duchess, if he gets it
from your hands,
he will be a hundred times happy.
For this moment only it's worth
to participate in the competition.
Go to the room, the successor
to our throne is there.
When His Smallness cries, our monarch
gets a toothache.
I'm afraid we'll have to serve
a very whimsical sovereign.
I listen and obey
And now tell me what news you bring
Your Majesty, tale writers have arrived
from Violin Islands,
from Chatter Cape and Declamation
Peninsula.
Unfortunately, we didn't yet get
the Taleolins
which King Musicus III promised.
Our musicians are appalled.
The Minister of Information,
here you are.
Your Majesty, the Taleolins
will arrive tonight.
King Musicus wouldn't disappoint us.
We now see the gardens of Story Land.
Direction: smoke.
Color red.
What's that roaring and thunder?
That's all I needed.
It will rain in a moment
and all guests...
will be flooded.
And do not forget...
Give it to me...
Do not forget to pour our
greatest treasure
to inkpots at dawn
the ink brought from
distant Caligraphia.
These are my orders.
Can everybody hear me?
We hear you.
We are obedient.
- Welcome Zero Seven.
- Welcome, Unconquered.
Everything OK?
As per your wish
and your instructions.
The most recent model.
A cape.
And scarf, the right thing
for a storyteller.
Will you please tell the Great Emperor
that Boni means a loyal servant.
Doctor Doolittle and his friends.
Just wait, little hare.
Wait...
I'll show you.
What's the matter?
Disaster, calamity!
The spilled ink
went to sea!
It's getting farther away!
It floats away!
It floats away...
It floats away...
Please, calm down.
A special commission is examining
the reasons of the acudent.
The ink is gone...
the competition is gone.
There will be no fairytales.
There will be no Taledocia.
Your Majesty...
I know who may help us
retrieve the ink right away.
If you indicate the one who can save us
you will be richly re... re...
- Rewer. ..
- Rewarded.
Right!
Rewarded.
The man who may come to our assistance
is one known as Ambrose Blot,
doctor of philosophy chemistry, medicine,
student of doctor Pai Chi Wo.
Professor of mathematics and astronomy
at Salamanca university.
Professor Blot.
Immediately dispatch a messenger
to Salamanca.
Professor Blot is not in Salamanca,
Your Majesty.
Pardon me, Your Majesty.
Professor Blot is not in Salamanca,
Your Majesty.
Oh, light of our eyes!
Lord of our thoughts, pardon me
for speaking up without being asked,
but Professor Blot isn't at his Academy
eithen.
Then where is he?
As far as I know Professor Blot is now
in Avalanche Mountains
on Kara-teque Meadow
with his friend doctor Pai Chi Wo.
Why am I, the Minister of Information,
always the last to know?
Are you all right, master?
Hold it, son.
A messenger from the King of Taledocia
to Mr Blot.
Pardon me, my noble teacher
and host,
but I cannot stay any longer at the
illustrious academy of doctor Pai Chi Wo.
Important problems force me to head to
the Kingdom of Taledocia.
An ignoble deed was performed there.
Its effects difficult to forecast have to
be prevented.
I know, my dear friend,
that only a problem of utmost importance
could make you leave our celebrations.
I wish you friendly sunbeams.
I'll give you a diamond ball.
Maybe the power it contains
will come in handy to you
in your just starting adventure.
Remember our charms.
Salem aleikum.
Welcome, professor.
Mr Blot to the King of Taledocia.
To the King of Taledocia.
This way.
Welcome, most famous professor.
The King is expecting you.
What's going on here?
Who is this man?
There's no air in here.
Well, is it better now?
The room has to be emptied
two minutes from now.
Professor Ambrose Blot...
scholar.
How did you do it?
I can't believe my own ears.
Have you used magic...
to calm my baby?
This time it worked without magic,
Your Majesty.
Frankly, sire, I chased all your magicians
and loafers
from the little prince's room.
His mama's presence will be enough
to keep him happy.
Lighter clothes and a bit of sunlight.
Thank you...
magnificent stranger.
I begin to cherish hopes
that you will actually be capable
to help us out of trouble.
Is it true you may supply
a barrelful of ink ?
Yes, because I happen to know
the roads to the resources
of priceless components of navy blue
and black color.
Will you help us, please?
It is imperative if we want to open
our competition.
Indeed!
Certain terms have to be kept.
Tell me what your prize is.
I will do whatever you ask for.
Valuable prizes are given
to money-grubbers and globetrotters
We scientists are concerned only
with the welfare of mankind.
You just let me have one of your ships,
an experienced captain and
a crew of thirteen.
All right.
Will the court chief get me right away...
Captain Quaterno.
I listen and obey.
What I want to say now is only
for the king's ears.
Well, I would like the time and place
of starting our dangerous expedition
to be top secret.
What are you talking of,
shame on you.
Not a word to any living soul.
Captain Quaterno,
the bravest captain in our fleet.
Doesn't drink, doesn't smoke.
He has one weak spot only,
he loves chocolate.
Here it is captain's chocolate.
Thank you very much.
At that time of the day I consume only
two hair-growing pills
Oh, let me have some too.
I got a little bald.
I can feel them growing very slowly.
Attention!
Captain, tonight you will sail off,
with professor Blot in command.
Wait a moment.
The professor, OK?
Come on, young man!
Come on!
Good evening, professor.
I am the ship boy.
My name is Pete.
Shall I wake the crew?
I think we can manage.
Cutting waves the boat progresses
It is an enchanted vessel
Surfaces right from the deep
And when daytime goes to sleep
Up it rises in the air
Above the clouds to stay there
Both the vessel and the crew
Float in an ocean of blue
In the silvery mountain weather
Lives a bird with fiery feathers
In their glow on as they tug
The crew sleeps warm and snug
Sleep well, boy, we have a long
and dangerous journey ahead.
Goodnight, professor.
Goodnight.
Under protection of the dark I got
the ship out of the port toward deep seas.
At sunrise I headed toward
Bergamot Islands from Cape Telltale.
Ever since the start of this journey
I knew we would face
some unique adventures.
For the first time I really missed
my secrets
which had been destroyed in the attic
of the Academy.
Soon I would have
to meet the crew
and I couldn't show them any fear
or weakness.
The success of our expedition
depended on it too.
On deck, hurry.
Hurry, hurry.
Allow me to introduce, professor.
The sailor ever lost in his thoughts is
Talens, our helmsman.
Ahoy, professor.
I told the crew the tale of your Academy
last night.
He is an unmatched sailor and moreover
has a gift for telling fairy tales.
I must admit it tends to be embarrassing
sometimes.
One never knows,
if he is taking the ship to
its actual destination
or to invented, nonexistent lands.
And this is Bank, our boatswain.
As of today under the command of
professor Ambrose Blot.
What do you say, boatswain?
To the glory of Taledocia, captain.
This round sailor is our chef, Fortelas.
Welcome to our kitchen, professor.
The fame of Mr Blot's colored cuisine
entitles us to hope that you'll
prepare a dish for us.
Doubtless.
Cooking is my specialty.
Our Fortelas, being a true Taledocian,
is also a writer of fairy tales.
He possesses a magic skillet, which always
gets back to him like a boomerang.
And these are:
- Balthasar.
- My regards.
- Bruno.
- Pleasure.
- Bozhidar.
- Hello.
- Boniface.
- Boniface.
Benjamin, the seawolf.
The seawolf...
- Benon.
- Benon.
And Barnaba.
I think we've met before.
You have a good memory,
professor.
As a pirate from Treasure Island
I attended the famous third eye projection
at your Academy.
Meanly interrupted by the
mechanical doll.
- I would...
- undoubtedly, undoubtedly...
If professor allows, this is Pete,
the ship boy.
It's his first cruise.
We got to know each other a bit.
We all know the target of this expedition:
to fill the barrels with precious ink.
If we can cope with all obstacles
and achieve it,
the people of Taledocia will glorify us
in their poems, songs and legends.
Cheers for Mr Blot!
Cheers for Mr Blot!
Well, gentlemen, anchors aweigh.
Full ahead!
Full ahead toward new adventures
it's much more than an everyday venture
Who is in commend
Mr Blot, it's his position
What's the password
Great expedition
Response
I'm on the brink
Just think
Oh sure, it's ink
Full ahead toward new adventures
it's much more than an everyday venture
Let all the weaklings stay ashore
We feel good as we explore
Having Mr Blot aboard
We're onstage and never bored.
Who'll dance
Boatswain, we all will
The helmsman stays at the helm
The rest follow me
Climb the mast and the gaff
Just look at the captain
I think he laughs!
Hey, cook, show us if you're skilled
We don't want to fry on skillets
You know I'm the perfect chef
I'm talented and I'm cleft
You feed us bones
Taking a chance
Starving sailors cannot dance
Then stop eating, I can't wait
But why are you gaining weight
Full ahead, ship ahoy
We'll turn problems
Into a dance of joy
Full ahead toward new adventures
It's much more than an everyday venture
Full ahead, ship ahoy
We'll turn problems
Into a dance of joy
Full ahead toward new adventures
It's much more than an everyday venture
Captain, the helmsman has reported
that the compass has gone absolutely mad.
The danger that we'll sail in circles
is facing us.
I think there is a way.
As of now, my beard will point
to the North.
Oh my...
As we deviated from
the right course
and almost got stranded on the shallows
of Anatole's archipelago,
we turned northeast and ever since
kept the direction indicated by my beard.
Hands laps is educative,
shapes character, reflex
and increases
general physical fitness.
Get to my cabin, boy and bring
my hair growth pills.
My compass seems to be thinning.
OK professor.
Pete, throw the rope under the mizzen.
Where do you think you're putting
these ropes,
get right back, rascal.
You're lazybones and untidy too.
Dusting has to be made every morning, see?
Understood?
Isn't he clumsy?
I was about to shave
when my mirror broke.
No mirror ever breaks without good reason,
maybe this is a sign we are near
our target.
Actually, here we are.
A pirate motorboat
on the horizon...
Nearing starboard...
Boatswain, the field glass.
Well, that's all we needed.
Crew!
Take in sails!
- Pete, the smoke screener!
- Yes, sir!
All under deck.
We submerge.
Close all doors, tighten all holes.
Easy, gentlemen, easy.
The boatswain will call a meeting
of the crew below deck.
Faster!
Hurry up gentlemen, hurry.
Hurry, hurry, everybody down deck.
- Faster!
- Don't push me.
- Peter, chop-chop.
- Go ahead Mr Barnaba.
Oh my poor head.
Hurry, hurry.
Come on, come on.
How about that...
How about that...
My dear men forget the pirates
for just a while
and look at the depths
welcoming us.
What is that...
What kind of visitors are these...
Well, well, well...
Well look at that...
What kind of visitors are these?
Professor!
Unispit!
Welcome, how are you my dear?
Everybody is well.
Everybody is well.
Go on, gentlemen, the mysteries
of the depths lie ahead.
Tell me, my dear duckbill,
do you happen to know
where the calamari are?
Over there, over there.
Come on, come on...
Come on gentlemen, after me.
How are you,
how are you,
I'm the boatswain,
how are you.
Easy, Boniface, easy...
This is just Mr Note who soothes
tense nerves with his soft music.
Give me a break!
And these are my deep sea dancers.
They secrete a black and navy blue dye
which, when diluted,
may be used as ink.
I think our professor is a bit...
something...
Beautiful, beautiful...
What a color, thank you, thank you
very much.
Let's try and see...
Here it is.
Ink, true, genuine, blue ink.
He did it.
First rate, perfect, gentlemen,
We may return to Taledocia now.
Good for us.
It's first rate ink, Pete.
Welcome to the underwater country
of our gracious Queen Aba.
It is with great interest that we came
to visit you, noble Abets,
but we'd like to inform Queen Aba
personally of the reason for our visit.
The Queen will receive you soon.
Now, I am inviting you to
a modest reception
which will help you regain
your strength
after your recent experiences.
Mr Talens...
Scrumptious... it's Malmsey,
really excellent.
Yes..
Ink...
Mr Fortelas, it's your skillet.
I will not carry it for you.
Oh, thanks Mr Boniface.
I knew you would be back.
Her Royal Majesty, the lady of dance
and music, Queen Aba.
Aba the Queen of the Ocean depths
Her servants guard the land's treasures
from theft.
Welcome to Underwater Land.
I would like to know what brings
my honored guests
led by the amazing Mr Blot
whose fame has reached us already.
We came to this underwater land
to ask you, milady,
for your consent to fill our barrels
with calamari's ink.
It is indispensable for the fairy tale
competition in Taledocia.
Fill our guests' barrels
wlth calamari's ink
and let me know when your request
is granted.
Captain, will you personally see
to the handling of ink barrels.
Aba sings
Aba sings
Aba sings
Aba sings
Beautiful Lady Melusine
Fell in love with Emptycray
This is how the story starts
Let us hear now what it says
What is happening on land
May happen underwater too
The refrain of our song
Sing it you and you and you
Melusine, Melusine
Do not cherish hopes too vain
Take off in your limousine
The world laughs, the world laughs
But love, my dear friends
is insensitive to wisdom
And for one moment spent together
Forgets about sneer
What a funny thing to happen
Well, well
Well, well
That's interesting
Hokus-pokus
Hokus-pokus
What a funny thing to happen
Hokus-pokus
My dear Emptycray
Have trust in love
Accept the gifts
For the soul and for the palate
Hokus-Pokus
Hokus-Pokus
But the old Emptycray
On the rocky bottom of the sea
Wasn't tricked into believing
That witchcraft works
So smart was he
So smart was he
Melusine, Melusine
Do not cherish hopes too vain
Take off in your limousine
The world laughs, the world laughs
What is happening on land
Happens underwater too
The refrain of our song
Sing it you and you and you
Your Majesty,
somebody guilefully fed sugar
to our calamari.
Ever since they will produce exclusively
white ink,
- completely useless to our tale...
- Talers.
Exactly, Talers.
Indeed, what is happening on land
may happen underwater too.
When sinking to the sea bottom our ship
was severely damaged.
Repairs won't take less than...
three days.
Dear friends, obviously it wasn't fated
that we finish our expedition right here.
But courage!
I know one more place where we'll be able
to fill our barrels with ink.
In the city of Patentonia
on Inventors Island
there is a huge ink basin in storage,
patent number 1101.
But the three days delay, that's too bad.
I can forget the word I gave
King Apolinaire.
My royal bathysphere is at your disposal.
Out on the sea you will meet a ship
heading toward Inventors Island.
Great.
And so the captain, helmsman
and four sailors
stay here and take care of repairs
of the ship.
The boatswain, Fortelas, Pete, Barnaba
and I will head to the surface.
Professor, I definitely want to accompany
you on your journey
to be able to take advantage of...
the infinite treasury of your wisdom.
How is the helm?
Repaired?
We'll finish tomorrow, Mr Talens.
I want to reveal a secret to you.
I am not an Abet.
I am the daughter of King Musicus,
the sovereign of sunny Cacaphonia.
My father decided I would marry
Frank the Musician, a poor shepherd,
whose playing the fife gave me nausea.
Anyway, his fife was the scare
of the whole local population.
I was in love with the strong,
rich and handsome prince,
Octavius Demandolino.
He was the owner
of a stuffed chocolate factory.
And I adore stuffed chocolate.
But the will of my father
who was supporting amateurs
with iron consequence
was unbreakable.
In despair, I decided to rather part
with life
than with my beloved Octavius.
I jumped into the sea
from the highest cliff
in the whole Kingdom.
When I regained
consciousness,
the Abets were carrying me
in a sedan chair
and the people of this land made me
their queen.
I got fond of my subjects and even
reconciled to what was my fate.
I even founded an underwater disco here.
Too bad your visit will be so short.
Come on, gentlemen.
Will this sail?
What a story!
You better sit down, boy,
it will start rocking in a while.
Good morning, gentlemen.
Welcoming you on board is our
Central Control System of the bathysphere.
Watch it.
We start surfacing.
To make the hardships of the journey
easier for you,
you will be put to sleep by the music
of a rustling shell.
Where will the Queen's bathysphere
take our voyagers?
What adventures and dangers lie ahead
for little Pete?
Will the envoys of Taledocia eventually
find the ink they so badly needed?
How will the duel between
the Great Electronic and Mr Blot end?
All this, meaning the further experiences
of Mr Blot, his friends and foes
will be revealed in "Inventors Island",
part two of "Voyages of Mr Blot".
PART II
INVENTORS ISLAND
Enter your id cassette.
Enter your number.
Colonel Aloysius Bubble.
Division of special operations.
Id number 57931.
Personal data and to date merits:
Former assistant to
Philip the barber,
dispatched to tale of Prince Mathew
operates in disguise as a bird hunter.
As commander of the palace guards he makes
invasion of werewolf troops possible.
By order 13001 transformation
is approved.
Quiet your thoughts,
control your emotions.
In a while you will face his highness
the Great Electronic.
Colonel Aloysius Bubble
reporting.
Welcome, colonel Bubble.
Do I, in you, welcome a man
of success?
Well, why don't you answer?
Your highness, I have two information
in my report
of which one is good,
one is bad.
I wonder with which I should start.
Always with the happy one,
Aloysius.
To put the emperor
in a joyous mood
which will make it
easier for him...
to swallow the pill
of bad news.
For one I sunk the flagship
Apollinaire
with that damned Blot and his crew
on board.
You did...
Unfortunately, along went our best agent,
Boniface.
Only a computer does not trust
appearances.
I do not quite understand your
Electronic Highness.
Well, it's very simple,
colonel Bubble.
Your success is a failure.
And what you deplore
is success.
Remember it once
and for all, colonel.
Mr Blot's ships do not sink,
they submerge.
Our agent Boniface is still operating
and very efficiently too.
All in all I am satisfied
with you, Aloysius.
What you'll see in a moment
will be
the best proof of the trust I have in you,
colonel
You will be the first man to see
sensvision.
Here is a space picture of all
energy sources
on both fairy tale hemispheres.
Mr Boniface!
Boniface!
I would like to reveal
a secret to you.
Something that doctor Pai Chi Wo
revealed to me.
I have a feeling that surprising
and very dangerous adventures are ahead.
Therefore my boy, and it is proof
of highest trust,
I will tell you the secret spell
of doctor Pai Chi Wo.
Look, this is the source
of great power.
Interesting...
Somewhere in the underwater depth
of the Unpacific Ocean
a new energy source
has just appeared.
Let's see...
in what direction it will move.
It's evidently floating toward the shores
of Apothecaria.
Attention passengers of the royal
bathysphere,
this is the central control system
speaking.
On the ocean there is a storm raving now
which makes surfacing impossible.
In a moment we'll start our emergency
motors and will sail toward quiet seas,
so do not panic please.
For your information, here is
our situation on the ocean.
Be quiet, please.
Blimey...
Where will we drift now,
professor?
We're heading toward a land entirely
unknown to me.
This map indicates we should reach
the shore in a while.
Our bathysphere had an emergency landing
on Apothecary Peninsula.
No data about danger.
The end of transmission.
At last.
We should reach a port
as soon as possible.
You better hurry,
gentlemen.
- Where are we?
- This must be an island.
It rather looks like
a peninsula.
Whoever you are, welcome to
the Kingdom of Both Pharmacies.
We gather from your attitude that you
arrived with peaceful intentions.
Be healthy!
My name Is Ambrose Blot,
I am a professor
and these are my friends
from Taledocia.
Can you tell us where
we precisely are
and what do we owe
the welcome ceremony
considering we came here as a surprise,
even to ourselves.
Propitious currents brought your
big capsule to Apothecary Cape.
And the retinue you see is just now
heading toward the site
of today's celebrations with
the pharmacist's statue
to celebrate the feast of
the first pill today.
I know who the founder
of this strange land was.
Would you please explain,
honorable pharmate,
how are the subjects of King Piller
staying young forever,
as I cannot see anybody here who is
over thirty.
This is one of our
greatest inventions.
Its secret is the formula
of rejuvenating pills.
Each pill can rejuvenate somebody
by about ten years.
But one has to be careful
with overdosage,
because it could mean returning
to babyhood.
I for instance, am 168 years old.
A wonderful age...
And now,
my dear guests,
let me take you to the graciously reigning
King Piller the Second
the provider of Apothecary Peninsula
and Both Pharmacies.
You should know that Mr Blot's fame
is known here.
One of our national dances is
the Blot-dance
And one of our favorite songs
is Mr Blot's work titled
"Guide for a Young Herbalist".
- Professor...
- Very well.
In the Young Herbalist's Guide
Written to make mankind happy
One recipe is reiterated
The one which contains
The secret of youth
Chamomile flower
Nettle leaf
Herb of pansy
Black pepper
Pumpkin kernels
Lingonberries
And some poppies' heads juice
Hawthorn fruit
The wild rose
And a small leaf of thyme
Dry, crumb
Grind, weigh
Warm, soak
And boil
Dry, crumb
Grind, weigh
Warm, soak
And boil
And when the brew
Is ready
Look for wisdom
In your brains
Do not try it
Get rid of it
Do not drink it
Just take some strength
From the sun
Wash your head
With cold water
And stay young
And fit
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
Swim and move
Run and jog
Swim and move
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
In the Young Herbalist's Guide
Written to make mankind happy
One recipe is reiterated
The one which contains
The secret of youth
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
- Will you please proceed...
- Thank you.
This is our terrace
for representation.
Indeed, isn't it pleasant?
Your Highness Piller!
Envoys from Taledocia.
I am glad to welcome the illustrious
scientist
whose fame has been acknowledged
in this country for a long time now
and many pills, ointments
and concoctions
are produced
to Mr Blot's recipes.
I never part with the hair growth
stimulating pills
which you invented.
I am pleased.
Allow me, my honored guest,
to take your temperature personally.
As a special...
distinction.
Go ahead, please.
Please, go ahead.
My temperature maybe higher
with excitement, noble Piller.
Thirty seven and four...
It's quite high!
Steward, would you please administer
an aspirin
And a glass of mullein brew
to drink with it.
An aspirin...
Thank you very much...
Here you are.
To the prosperity of the Kingdom
of Both Phamacies.
- Thank you!
- To your health, professor.
It will do you
a world of good.
Here it is!
Here it is!
I've got what I was looking for!
Ink!
Real ink!
We did it!
Just look!
What color...
Ink!
Unfortunately, my
illustrious guest,
it's only fennel root brew.
It looks like ink, but it lacks shelf life
qualities.
Its specific property is that
upon rejuvenation it evaporates
and disappears.
Unbelievable!
Professor, would you do me the honor
of having lunch with me?
With pleasure.
Pharmates,
take care of our visitors,
feed them
and show them the sites
of our today's celebrations.
Lead the way.
- Help yourself, please.
- We have excellent herb drinks.
- This is for you, Pete.
- Lavender juice, mint juice.
- Help yourself.
- Hawthorn juice.
One moment.
- Fennel brew.
- Enjoy!
- Poppy seed juice.
- Help yourself.
Tasty...
and healthy!.
- Hibiscus juice.
- Fresh.
And this is the list of dishes
I propose
for starters: aloe chops
and linden flower salad.
Wort soup follows.
Then comes the entrée:
linseed doughnuts with mint sauce
and the very healthy nettle cream.
For desert melissa, pigweed and horsetail
- and sage beverages.
- Sage...
I know you wouldn't touch these tidbits
even on a deserted island, professor.
But they are meant only for with stomachs
used to a herb diet.
Forgive me the trick I used to talk
with you in private,
but I'd like your advice on a subject
of a secret
which keeps worrying me...
since three days.
You must have noticed I am worried enough
to be sleepless
and without appetite.
Indeed, indeed.
I'll reveal the reason to you,
but we must leave the palace and take
the underground corridor
to a hiding place located
at small distance.
If I may, a welcome wreath.
If I may, I'll reveal the secret
that is worrying me on our way.
Calling center.
Calling center.
This is the center.
Center, where are you?
This is the center.
You will immediately proceed to
Horror Ridge square BE-4.
You know colonel, the old doter begins
to have some suspicions.
How about that!
And that red haired monster keeps
spying on me.
In my opinion under the circumstances
we should...
Hold him!
- You little spy!
- Shut up!
Be quiet!
Be quiet...
Be quiet...
That's it.
- Careful, professor.
- Yes, of course.
It's not far now.
Let's go.
This is the hiding place of the former
ruler of Patentnonia
And here he is.
The Archmechanic!
Ambrose!
How are you!
How are you, my dear.
I never thought we would meet
under conditions so unfavorable for me.
I must say, however, that your sight
inspires me with hope.
But let me tell you of my dramatic
experiences.
I know of then from Mr Piller.
To see you is a great joy,
Ambrose.
I know your courage,
ingenuity and how brave you are.
Ever since I came to Apothecary Peninsula
I never stopped thinking of how to free
Inventors Island.
My desire is not unrealistic,
as I possess a transmitter allowing me
to get in touch with the central computer
of the system.
I need a few hours to develop
a reasonable operation plan.
It's OK, it's only
Prot the apothecary,
who regularly supplies my food.
I'd like to know where
was hidden
the equipment with which you landed
in Pharmacy.
And I have to see my crew
as soon as possible.
And then I understood I have to cope
with the whole crew of pirates.
It wasn't for the first time
I have fought with pirates,
but these were
exceptionally cruel.
Victory or death, I thought,
and jumped straight in the middle.
Forward!
Cheers for rejuvenating pills!
The pirates were moving forward.
There was no retreat.
The vital confrontation had come.
I threw 3 of them into the sea.
2 aiming a gun at me.
Hey, herbalists, listen!
They begged me to save their lives...
Not far from the Strait of Bad Things
Lived through on a cape in a port saloon
I hope everybody believes what I say
I really acted like a typhoon
I am the Flying Dutchman
Look at my gladiator's trunk
This is Lucy
That's Mary
And the octopus there
Is the monster's sister
He's the Flying Dutchman
Look at my gladiator's trunk
This is Lucy
That's Mary
And the octopus there
Is the monster's sister
It's notorious, a girl wherever I go
Each of them young, pretty and slim
All of the sailors, all of them know
Cold girl Yola has cold blood like a fish
I am the flying Dutchman
Ever scared of even the jaws of a shark
This killer whale is Betty and that
Hey, herb mixers let me have some wine
Cold Yola, I'm sorry, she was not for me
When I asked her to dance the tango
With me
It got hot immediately
The carousing went on for four nights
Not far from the Strait of Bad Things
Lived through on a cape in a port saloon
I hope everybody believes what I say
I really acted like a typhoon
I am the Flying Dutchman
Look at my gladiator's trunk
This is Lucy
That's Mary
And the octopus there
Is the monster's sister
I am the Flying Dutchman
Look at my gladiator's trunk
This is Lucy
That's Mary
And the octopus there
Is the monster's sister
What kind of a habit is that?
Gentlemen, a break to do some thinking?
To work for the sake of the Empire,
loafers.
Our wonderful air is only for hard
workers,
and for the lazy ones
we have a surprise.
I think you've learned
your lesson, brat.
And now straighten up,
don't stoop.
In a moment you'll see
the Great Electronic.
Gentlemen, the time has come to try
our power and our capabilities.
Where are Pete and
sailor Boniface?
They have to be found
as soon as possible.
Tomorrow we'll start the most difficult
part of our voyage.
You will be responsible for
the crossing of Syrup Island.
Apothecary will show you the place
for the crossing.
We have to land on the other side
of the river.
There we shall take off for a lone
and dangerous flight.
This is all I wanted to tell you.
Let me know as soon as you
have found Pete.
I will be at the royal pharmacy.
Any questions?
Thank you.
Too bad you are not with us today,
my friend.
I am sure you would think of a way
to conquer the Great Electronic.
Macaroni.
Macaroni...
Can't you understand, you stupid brat,
it's your welfare that is concerned.
Anyway, we know everything
from Mr Boniface.
He's a reasonable and nice boy
and I'm sure he will answer
our questions.
You must tell us the spell
of doctor Pai Chi Wo
and also what gives Mr Blot his peculiar
power and energy.
I don't know and even if I did
I wouldn't tell you
You're stubborn,
little rascal.
You are not imagining you
can fool us, do you?
Speak up, sonny, don't make Mr Emperor
angry with you.
Well?
Will you talk at last?
Or shall I transform you into an automatic
postage-stamps licking machine ?
I have a surprise for you,
you little red haired monster.
You will see a thirteenth
generation robot
based on the form of
your former boss...
Philip the barber?
Yes, Aloysius.
Here he is.
Technically he is highly perfect.
Yesterday, I deprived him of
his compassion circuits.
True to life.
Philip!
Take care of our little rascal.
Pete!
Pete!
Pete!
Where can that boy be?
It's you, Bonifacye.
Have you seen Pete?
The boy is reckless,
he joined a dance parade
and must now be dancing somewhere
on the peninsula at one of the bonfires.
But don't you worry,
you'll find him
as soon as all that jolting and skipping
is over.
Don't move.
Touch nothing, everything
is high voltage.
I must inform you I haven't slept
all night.
I'm telling you again...
don't you worry, professor.
We'll try to find the boy
before noon today.
Recreation on the occasion of our holiday
lasted all night.
He must have sat at one of the bonfires
and now he's sleeping it off.
Sure, sure.
The important thing now is
to carry out your plans
It may be even better that we won't
expose him to such serious danger.
Unless, what I suspect happened.
If you find him on the peninsula,
tell him to wait for our return.
If our expedition fails, send him back
to the Kingdom of Taledocia.
I'll do as you wish.
You have my pillmaking word on it.
Here is the boat.
Well done, boatswain.
This is the island.
We have to sail
into Guayasil Bay.
Hope you like it.
Fortelas, what was that?
Nothing great, professor.
I just had my chance to try the pills
which I improved.
Rejuvenating pills have an effect
underwater too.
Look, isn't he sweet
and so much younger.
Are we arriving?
Finally.
Now it's only two miles to the Talecraft.
Pardon, me first.
Be careful.
Please, go ahead.
At the time when our group was nearing
the Talecraft
in the underwater kingdom of Queen Aba
captain Quaterno began the operation
surfacing the ship Apollinaire.
- This is the Talecraft.
- Amazing!
The work of scientists
of Inventors Island.
- Takes off and touches down vertically.
- Vertically?
Very good.
Careful, careful.
Please, gentlemen.
To get the ink for Taledocia
we have to battle for Inventors Island
which has been conquered by
the Great Electronic.
To that effect I decided to make use of
the phenomenon of super-macaroni.
This is a new weapon which will help us
disable our adversaries.
Blown-up, magnified...
Here is the battle super-pasta,
Taledocia's chance.
Off we go.
We'll be taking off in a moment.
Farewell, professor.
- Farewell, noble Piller, see you Mr Prot.
- See you.
- Remember to take good care of Pete.
- See you.
Please...
Go ahead...
Come inside, please.
Starting today you'll take over
for a period of three days.
In the meantime I'll subject myself
to some relax treatment.
Look at the ideas of our scientists,
those prototypes of great inventions.
A sorry sight.
Here is a blend of a shaver and radio,
lighter with a flashlight,
a super fly-catcher
and other nonsense.
Our primary target is to find, catch
and imprison the Archmechanic.
What's the good of our conquest
of Inventors Island
and planning to make Patentonia
its capital
if their favorite leader is on run
and may plot against us from
a hiding place.
Listen to this.
The hour of liberating Patentonia
from the cruel power
of the Great Electronic is near.
Do not work on new inventions
which will support violence.
The return of Archmechanic is near.
We must show them the Archmechanic
caught and sheepish,
then they'll lose their zeal for sneering
at our power.
Just look...
This is the vision of a New World,
where people like ourselves
will enjoy the esthetic order
of geometrical figures.
We'll clean the old fairytale dump-heap.
This is the central computer of the system
interrupting transmission
Look, colonel
Here is some special news.
The border guard alarm system warning!
Unidentified flying object
nearing the western borders of the island.
End of report.
Some kind of fairytale spaceship
smelling of Mr Blot at a mile's distance
is nearing us at great speed.
Sound for battle alarm!
Strange...
Strangely odd...
We lost 300 fifth generation
robots.
A blow right into our
most sensitive spot.
Emperor, our lasers are unable
to shoot down the attacking objects.
We must get to know
Blot's intentions.
For that purpose we have to give some
tougher handling to that dirty brat.
What?
What for?
You'll tell us everything,
little rascal!
No!
The central computer to Philip system
robot.
Your energy stock exhausted.
Use emergency feeding to replenish it.
Great Electronic to central computer.
Of what material are the attacking
missiles made?
Water...
Flour...
Eggs...
Calamity, the computer's gone mad.
Fifth generation robots have a system
neutralizing all kinds of missiles.
Steel, stone, chemical - all except one.
Somebody is throwing dough at us.
Great Electronic to central computer.
How can we fight back?
Boil the dough...
Switch on the hot water system...
Glorious idea!
Genial!
Go ahead!
Warning for all defense positions!
First three safety lines out of fight.
Elimination of the basic group
of fifth generation robots.
All fifth generation robots
can be junked.
The future of our Empire is
with Philip system robots.
Central computer to Philip system robot.
Energy completed.
Warning.
Switch off the feeding
in ten seconds.
Attention, thirteenth generation
Philip system robot in danger.
Colonel Bubble, you will be personally
responsible for his safety.
Yes, sir.
Possibility of blocking landing.
Landing on center platform sector four.
Warning, touch down of the object
completed.
Presenting the coordinates
of the landing point.
Aloysius Bubble?
Follow him, Barnaba.
Follow me, gentlemen... to the target!
You stay here, Mr Boniface.
Sure.
So that was you,
you rascal!
I'll show you.
- Barnaba!
- Easy!
Great Electronic to central computer.
Free the scientists.
Central computer to copy of transmitter.
No compliance with voice pattern.
I'm waiting for the basic code.
Waiting.
In thirty seconds I shut
the sluices,
switch of feeding, liquidate
sector six.
Attention, reporting danger
in sector six.
Aaah, so that's it!
Thank you!
Thank you so much!
Wonderful!
Where did you come from?
Taledoacia.
There are more of us.
We have to get out of here
as soon as possible.
- Finally!
- We lost all hope!
We are free, after so many months!
- Go ahead!
- Hurry, gentlemen, I know the code.
Warning...
At zero signal sector six
will be liquidated.
Ten...
Nine...
Eight...
Seven...
Six...
Five...
Four...
Three...
We have to disable the brain
of that stronghold.
Fail...
Fail...
Fail...
Failure...
Fail...
Alice has a cat...
Failure...
Five, six, pick up sticks...
It would be hard to
word it otherwise than
that your master and protector escaped.
Mr Boni-al-face vel Boniface!
You betrayed the king of Taledocia
and your friends.
You should be punished.
This time, I will give you a chance.
- Well, Boni, Boni...
- Little Boniface...
I want to drink...
Professor!
Professor!
Pete, Pete my son!
I should pull your ears, little rascal.
Were you terribly scared?
Only a little.
Ah, well, you see now.
Pete!
Pete!
Hush, hush, Boniface
Yeah, he's gone back to childhood.
Who knows, it may be the best way
of improving wicked people.
Here is our old friend, Aloysius Bubble.
An assistant and student of ingloriously
remembered Philip the barber.
Colonel Bubble, this is the end
of your devilish tricks.
You're trembling with fear.
No, no, no, Mr Bubble, you have to clean
your mess first.
You will right away sail from port
Patentonia
on a boat equipped with a cistern
and you'll collect the foam of black ink
spilled on the surface of the sea.
Who was locked up
in sector six?
Gentlemen, this is Mr Blot.
And now, clear hosts, would you please
show me where you store your ink
and make a few barrels of this
precious fluid available to us.
Our dignified liberator,
we haven't been using ink
on Inventors Island for a very long time.
All our discoveries we put in trust of our
electronic machines called computers.
How about that!
Why haven't I been told earlier?
We were afraid it would chill your zeal.
Noble traveler, will you accept this gift
from us, in greatest gratitude.
It's a very valuable map
to make up for all
the hardships of your voyages.
Thank you.
Well, gentlemen, full ahead!
To beautiful Taledocia!
This was the end of our adventure
on Inventors Island.
The ship was waiting for us at port
and we took it right away to sail
to sunny Taledocia.
Pete was worried about the ink
and the captain was enjoying the treasure
our expedition had brought him.
In the meantime, I was working
on a last surprise.
Taledocia!
There is the capital !
The time has come to unload the barrels
full of ink from your ship.
It seems entirely useless,
You Royal Highness.
Why that?
Because these barrels do not contain
even one drop of ink.
Indeed, not even one,
Your Talewriting Majesty.
One, two, three, four, five!
Six, seven, yes, it's here.
Nearer, nearer, nearer.
OK, lower it now.
Let's drill!
Here is Taledocia's real treasure!
Ink!
Ever since you will never again
be short of ink
because there are huge resources
all over your country.
My respects.
Pete, my friend, let's go.
Long live, great travelers!
Great is the power of Blot
He can do what others cannot
He brings us joy just with one wink
And brought us ink
And brought us ink
Salem aleikum
Salem alelkum, professor
A cloudy day when shadows grey
Make world's bright tints unknown
Call me again
Talk to me
I do not want to be alone
On a starless night
Nothing is right
Joy is away and gone
Call me again
Talk to me
I do not want to be alone
I can see lovely golden space
Trees in the sun under the spell
Of blue meadows in dreams full of grace
And hear the song of a pink shell
Dancing elephants, carefree sprites
Tender monsters, nymphs so frail
I see them all every night
The pictures out of fairy tales
A cloudy day when shadows grey
Make world's bright tints unknown
Call me again
Talk to me
I do not want to be alone
On a starless night
Nothing is right
Joy is away and gone
Call me again
Talk to me
I do not want to be alone
And then come ships deep in the sea
Pearls hidden right down there
And shiny circles are with me
When I sail toward my memories
Secret corridors, sesame gates
The scientists' enchanted time
I may again participate
It all comes back to me in rhymes
Take me to Fairyland with you
I'll follows you across the deep
When you have whispered - go to sleep.
THE ENVOYS OF TALEDOCIA
MR BLOT'S VOYAGES
Hi, kiddo.
Mr Blot?
It's I, indeed.
I came to see you.
Don't cry.
You know, I once met a little boy
who looked very much like you.
If you want me to,
I'll tell you about him
because he too had to overcome
his fear...
and loneliness.
Everything started
when the Great Electronic
and his robots gang
invaded and conquered Inventors Island
and entered Patentonia, the capital.
Today the master of the world
Will be he
Who knows the magic of those words
That are three
Power, feeding, energy
Get it to your brains
Stop, switch off your heart
and on the computer
Obedient robot
Knows the system
A steel core and on it
Wire is twisted
Operates codeless
DNA
DNA
Dolby system
Yeah
Without any hesitation
Push it into operation
Just sit and wait
To see it go
For you the laser
Will burn your foe
Leaving the shelter
The next day
See the wonderful world
Clear and clean to stay
For years of DNA to share
DNA
Dolby system
DNA
Switching on the record
of your memory...
for 24 seconds.
Here is the program.
Everything human deteriorates
and is imperfect.
Thinking exhausts.
Imagination is hostile
to precision operations.
I am free,
because another brain
thinks for me.
I'll try to always properly respond
to impulses
and will myself delete compassion,
love and anger from my memory.
The program is approved.
I now welcome all winners
on the command platform
of Inventors' Island
which as of today becomes
the capital of our Empire.
Well, fifth generation take
your positions.
The Science Developing Centre
was changed into a Control Centre.
Archmechanic, the former king
of Patentonia, had to run for his life.
His friends, scientists and inventors
from many countries
were put to jail and forced to work
for the Great Electronic.
Serving under the orders of the despotic
and cruel Emperor was, among others,
Aloysius Bubble, former assistant
to Philip the barber,
now colonel Aloysius Bubble.
It was him that the Great Electronic
entrusted with a secret mission
which gave the start
to amazing events.
We're taking off.
Takeoff granted.
Direction Taledocia!
Welcome atendees of the Great Fairytale
competition.
Welcome, welcome.
Who are you, young man?
I'm the merchant's son
from the tale of the flying trunk.
The King's orders are that
all luggage and guns
are to be stored in the
fable locker-room.
Where is the locker room?
Nor far from here.
At Sunbeam Street.
Sister, look, what a funny horse...
He's a hunchback,
looks vitamin deficient.
Funny dupe.
Hey, listen, smarties!
As for him this was just basic
The camel walked to the oasis
His back loaded with his treasure
Two huge humps placed at his leisure
Hyena's laugh was rather mean
Isn't that a funny scene!
You would think you'd die of shame
If you were to look the same
Four-legged monster, what a sight
Makes you burst with laugh all right
Four-legged monster, what a sight
Makes you burst with laugh all right
The camel just dropped his eyes
While she strut behind the guy
Sneering right behind his back
making him a nervous wreck
Four-legged monster, what a sight
Makes you burst with laugh all right
Four-legged monster, what a sight
Makes you burst with laugh all right
Finally she got him mad
Using all the strength he had
He collided with the goof
Kicking her with his hind hoof
When in the desert you run
Of a hunchback don't make fun
Four-legged monster, what a sight
Makes you burst with laugh all right
When in the desert you run
Of a hunchback don't make fun
Of a hunchback don't make fun
Of a hunchback don't make fun
The impudent brat,
how dare he criticize us.
When you double all your powers
When you double all your powers
Louder even are the cheers
Louder even are the cheers
Long live the Great Storyteller
Long live the Great Storyteller
Longer than a hundred years
That constant crying
will drive me mad.
Can nobody silence that baby?
Sire, hear the song of your loyal servant
which, I hope,
will be a relief to you and you'll forget
about your toothache!
Really?
Go ahead!
Boni means a loyal servant
Who will serve you faithfully
Mine's not a very long story
Sire, please do listen to me
What you advise I think is wise
My master knows best
It's renowned
In the shade of your throne and crown
I sing to the glory of my boss
The king's face is the world's light
Not to look at it is no great loss
The grace of the court is so bright
I think I might pass out
If he only becons at me
Any no becomes a yes immediately
When he is giving me his orders
They change my mind beyond all borders
And whether you like it or not
Do not mention all that rot
About freedom, all that bit
It may give the king a fit
Thanks, my king, for having listened
The rest in your ear I'll whisper
The rest in your ear I'll whisper
The rest in your ear I'll whisper
Welcome to Ali Baba and the Forty Robbers.
Welcome, welcome.
Welcome.
Welcome.
Give way to the king's messenger.
- Help yourself to tasty ice cream.
- Thank you.
How are you, Little Red Riding Hood?
How is your Granny?
The name of this girl was Alice
and I intend to present her adventures
on the other side of the mirror
honorable Talers, at the big fairytale
competition.
Hi, dwarf.
Isn't that the most wonderful attire,
Your Majesty?
Shepherdess!
How nicely this fits.
As per your wish and your instructions.
The king's messenger?
A splendid attire!
- Wait!
- Shepherdess!
Your Highness!
- He is naked!
- It fits perfectly!
Welcome, distinguished Alib-Malik
This is the wreath which will decorate
the head of the winner.
Truly, duchess, if he gets it
from your hands,
he will be a hundred times happy.
For this moment only it's worth
to participate in the competition.
Go to the room, the successor
to our throne is there.
When His Smallness cries, our monarch
gets a toothache.
I'm afraid we'll have to serve
a very whimsical sovereign.
I listen and obey
And now tell me what news you bring
Your Majesty, tale writers have arrived
from Violin Islands,
from Chatter Cape and Declamation
Peninsula.
Unfortunately, we didn't yet get
the Taleolins
which King Musicus III promised.
Our musicians are appalled.
The Minister of Information,
here you are.
Your Majesty, the Taleolins
will arrive tonight.
King Musicus wouldn't disappoint us.
We now see the gardens of Story Land.
Direction: smoke.
Color red.
What's that roaring and thunder?
That's all I needed.
It will rain in a moment
and all guests...
will be flooded.
And do not forget...
Give it to me...
Do not forget to pour our
greatest treasure
to inkpots at dawn
the ink brought from
distant Caligraphia.
These are my orders.
Can everybody hear me?
We hear you.
We are obedient.
- Welcome Zero Seven.
- Welcome, Unconquered.
Everything OK?
As per your wish
and your instructions.
The most recent model.
A cape.
And scarf, the right thing
for a storyteller.
Will you please tell the Great Emperor
that Boni means a loyal servant.
Doctor Doolittle and his friends.
Just wait, little hare.
Wait...
I'll show you.
What's the matter?
Disaster, calamity!
The spilled ink
went to sea!
It's getting farther away!
It floats away!
It floats away...
It floats away...
Please, calm down.
A special commission is examining
the reasons of the acudent.
The ink is gone...
the competition is gone.
There will be no fairytales.
There will be no Taledocia.
Your Majesty...
I know who may help us
retrieve the ink right away.
If you indicate the one who can save us
you will be richly re... re...
- Rewer. ..
- Rewarded.
Right!
Rewarded.
The man who may come to our assistance
is one known as Ambrose Blot,
doctor of philosophy chemistry, medicine,
student of doctor Pai Chi Wo.
Professor of mathematics and astronomy
at Salamanca university.
Professor Blot.
Immediately dispatch a messenger
to Salamanca.
Professor Blot is not in Salamanca,
Your Majesty.
Pardon me, Your Majesty.
Professor Blot is not in Salamanca,
Your Majesty.
Oh, light of our eyes!
Lord of our thoughts, pardon me
for speaking up without being asked,
but Professor Blot isn't at his Academy
eithen.
Then where is he?
As far as I know Professor Blot is now
in Avalanche Mountains
on Kara-teque Meadow
with his friend doctor Pai Chi Wo.
Why am I, the Minister of Information,
always the last to know?
Are you all right, master?
Hold it, son.
A messenger from the King of Taledocia
to Mr Blot.
Pardon me, my noble teacher
and host,
but I cannot stay any longer at the
illustrious academy of doctor Pai Chi Wo.
Important problems force me to head to
the Kingdom of Taledocia.
An ignoble deed was performed there.
Its effects difficult to forecast have to
be prevented.
I know, my dear friend,
that only a problem of utmost importance
could make you leave our celebrations.
I wish you friendly sunbeams.
I'll give you a diamond ball.
Maybe the power it contains
will come in handy to you
in your just starting adventure.
Remember our charms.
Salem aleikum.
Welcome, professor.
Mr Blot to the King of Taledocia.
To the King of Taledocia.
This way.
Welcome, most famous professor.
The King is expecting you.
What's going on here?
Who is this man?
There's no air in here.
Well, is it better now?
The room has to be emptied
two minutes from now.
Professor Ambrose Blot...
scholar.
How did you do it?
I can't believe my own ears.
Have you used magic...
to calm my baby?
This time it worked without magic,
Your Majesty.
Frankly, sire, I chased all your magicians
and loafers
from the little prince's room.
His mama's presence will be enough
to keep him happy.
Lighter clothes and a bit of sunlight.
Thank you...
magnificent stranger.
I begin to cherish hopes
that you will actually be capable
to help us out of trouble.
Is it true you may supply
a barrelful of ink ?
Yes, because I happen to know
the roads to the resources
of priceless components of navy blue
and black color.
Will you help us, please?
It is imperative if we want to open
our competition.
Indeed!
Certain terms have to be kept.
Tell me what your prize is.
I will do whatever you ask for.
Valuable prizes are given
to money-grubbers and globetrotters
We scientists are concerned only
with the welfare of mankind.
You just let me have one of your ships,
an experienced captain and
a crew of thirteen.
All right.
Will the court chief get me right away...
Captain Quaterno.
I listen and obey.
What I want to say now is only
for the king's ears.
Well, I would like the time and place
of starting our dangerous expedition
to be top secret.
What are you talking of,
shame on you.
Not a word to any living soul.
Captain Quaterno,
the bravest captain in our fleet.
Doesn't drink, doesn't smoke.
He has one weak spot only,
he loves chocolate.
Here it is captain's chocolate.
Thank you very much.
At that time of the day I consume only
two hair-growing pills
Oh, let me have some too.
I got a little bald.
I can feel them growing very slowly.
Attention!
Captain, tonight you will sail off,
with professor Blot in command.
Wait a moment.
The professor, OK?
Come on, young man!
Come on!
Good evening, professor.
I am the ship boy.
My name is Pete.
Shall I wake the crew?
I think we can manage.
Cutting waves the boat progresses
It is an enchanted vessel
Surfaces right from the deep
And when daytime goes to sleep
Up it rises in the air
Above the clouds to stay there
Both the vessel and the crew
Float in an ocean of blue
In the silvery mountain weather
Lives a bird with fiery feathers
In their glow on as they tug
The crew sleeps warm and snug
Sleep well, boy, we have a long
and dangerous journey ahead.
Goodnight, professor.
Goodnight.
Under protection of the dark I got
the ship out of the port toward deep seas.
At sunrise I headed toward
Bergamot Islands from Cape Telltale.
Ever since the start of this journey
I knew we would face
some unique adventures.
For the first time I really missed
my secrets
which had been destroyed in the attic
of the Academy.
Soon I would have
to meet the crew
and I couldn't show them any fear
or weakness.
The success of our expedition
depended on it too.
On deck, hurry.
Hurry, hurry.
Allow me to introduce, professor.
The sailor ever lost in his thoughts is
Talens, our helmsman.
Ahoy, professor.
I told the crew the tale of your Academy
last night.
He is an unmatched sailor and moreover
has a gift for telling fairy tales.
I must admit it tends to be embarrassing
sometimes.
One never knows,
if he is taking the ship to
its actual destination
or to invented, nonexistent lands.
And this is Bank, our boatswain.
As of today under the command of
professor Ambrose Blot.
What do you say, boatswain?
To the glory of Taledocia, captain.
This round sailor is our chef, Fortelas.
Welcome to our kitchen, professor.
The fame of Mr Blot's colored cuisine
entitles us to hope that you'll
prepare a dish for us.
Doubtless.
Cooking is my specialty.
Our Fortelas, being a true Taledocian,
is also a writer of fairy tales.
He possesses a magic skillet, which always
gets back to him like a boomerang.
And these are:
- Balthasar.
- My regards.
- Bruno.
- Pleasure.
- Bozhidar.
- Hello.
- Boniface.
- Boniface.
Benjamin, the seawolf.
The seawolf...
- Benon.
- Benon.
And Barnaba.
I think we've met before.
You have a good memory,
professor.
As a pirate from Treasure Island
I attended the famous third eye projection
at your Academy.
Meanly interrupted by the
mechanical doll.
- I would...
- undoubtedly, undoubtedly...
If professor allows, this is Pete,
the ship boy.
It's his first cruise.
We got to know each other a bit.
We all know the target of this expedition:
to fill the barrels with precious ink.
If we can cope with all obstacles
and achieve it,
the people of Taledocia will glorify us
in their poems, songs and legends.
Cheers for Mr Blot!
Cheers for Mr Blot!
Well, gentlemen, anchors aweigh.
Full ahead!
Full ahead toward new adventures
it's much more than an everyday venture
Who is in commend
Mr Blot, it's his position
What's the password
Great expedition
Response
I'm on the brink
Just think
Oh sure, it's ink
Full ahead toward new adventures
it's much more than an everyday venture
Let all the weaklings stay ashore
We feel good as we explore
Having Mr Blot aboard
We're onstage and never bored.
Who'll dance
Boatswain, we all will
The helmsman stays at the helm
The rest follow me
Climb the mast and the gaff
Just look at the captain
I think he laughs!
Hey, cook, show us if you're skilled
We don't want to fry on skillets
You know I'm the perfect chef
I'm talented and I'm cleft
You feed us bones
Taking a chance
Starving sailors cannot dance
Then stop eating, I can't wait
But why are you gaining weight
Full ahead, ship ahoy
We'll turn problems
Into a dance of joy
Full ahead toward new adventures
It's much more than an everyday venture
Full ahead, ship ahoy
We'll turn problems
Into a dance of joy
Full ahead toward new adventures
It's much more than an everyday venture
Captain, the helmsman has reported
that the compass has gone absolutely mad.
The danger that we'll sail in circles
is facing us.
I think there is a way.
As of now, my beard will point
to the North.
Oh my...
As we deviated from
the right course
and almost got stranded on the shallows
of Anatole's archipelago,
we turned northeast and ever since
kept the direction indicated by my beard.
Hands laps is educative,
shapes character, reflex
and increases
general physical fitness.
Get to my cabin, boy and bring
my hair growth pills.
My compass seems to be thinning.
OK professor.
Pete, throw the rope under the mizzen.
Where do you think you're putting
these ropes,
get right back, rascal.
You're lazybones and untidy too.
Dusting has to be made every morning, see?
Understood?
Isn't he clumsy?
I was about to shave
when my mirror broke.
No mirror ever breaks without good reason,
maybe this is a sign we are near
our target.
Actually, here we are.
A pirate motorboat
on the horizon...
Nearing starboard...
Boatswain, the field glass.
Well, that's all we needed.
Crew!
Take in sails!
- Pete, the smoke screener!
- Yes, sir!
All under deck.
We submerge.
Close all doors, tighten all holes.
Easy, gentlemen, easy.
The boatswain will call a meeting
of the crew below deck.
Faster!
Hurry up gentlemen, hurry.
Hurry, hurry, everybody down deck.
- Faster!
- Don't push me.
- Peter, chop-chop.
- Go ahead Mr Barnaba.
Oh my poor head.
Hurry, hurry.
Come on, come on.
How about that...
How about that...
My dear men forget the pirates
for just a while
and look at the depths
welcoming us.
What is that...
What kind of visitors are these...
Well, well, well...
Well look at that...
What kind of visitors are these?
Professor!
Unispit!
Welcome, how are you my dear?
Everybody is well.
Everybody is well.
Go on, gentlemen, the mysteries
of the depths lie ahead.
Tell me, my dear duckbill,
do you happen to know
where the calamari are?
Over there, over there.
Come on, come on...
Come on gentlemen, after me.
How are you,
how are you,
I'm the boatswain,
how are you.
Easy, Boniface, easy...
This is just Mr Note who soothes
tense nerves with his soft music.
Give me a break!
And these are my deep sea dancers.
They secrete a black and navy blue dye
which, when diluted,
may be used as ink.
I think our professor is a bit...
something...
Beautiful, beautiful...
What a color, thank you, thank you
very much.
Let's try and see...
Here it is.
Ink, true, genuine, blue ink.
He did it.
First rate, perfect, gentlemen,
We may return to Taledocia now.
Good for us.
It's first rate ink, Pete.
Welcome to the underwater country
of our gracious Queen Aba.
It is with great interest that we came
to visit you, noble Abets,
but we'd like to inform Queen Aba
personally of the reason for our visit.
The Queen will receive you soon.
Now, I am inviting you to
a modest reception
which will help you regain
your strength
after your recent experiences.
Mr Talens...
Scrumptious... it's Malmsey,
really excellent.
Yes..
Ink...
Mr Fortelas, it's your skillet.
I will not carry it for you.
Oh, thanks Mr Boniface.
I knew you would be back.
Her Royal Majesty, the lady of dance
and music, Queen Aba.
Aba the Queen of the Ocean depths
Her servants guard the land's treasures
from theft.
Welcome to Underwater Land.
I would like to know what brings
my honored guests
led by the amazing Mr Blot
whose fame has reached us already.
We came to this underwater land
to ask you, milady,
for your consent to fill our barrels
with calamari's ink.
It is indispensable for the fairy tale
competition in Taledocia.
Fill our guests' barrels
wlth calamari's ink
and let me know when your request
is granted.
Captain, will you personally see
to the handling of ink barrels.
Aba sings
Aba sings
Aba sings
Aba sings
Beautiful Lady Melusine
Fell in love with Emptycray
This is how the story starts
Let us hear now what it says
What is happening on land
May happen underwater too
The refrain of our song
Sing it you and you and you
Melusine, Melusine
Do not cherish hopes too vain
Take off in your limousine
The world laughs, the world laughs
But love, my dear friends
is insensitive to wisdom
And for one moment spent together
Forgets about sneer
What a funny thing to happen
Well, well
Well, well
That's interesting
Hokus-pokus
Hokus-pokus
What a funny thing to happen
Hokus-pokus
My dear Emptycray
Have trust in love
Accept the gifts
For the soul and for the palate
Hokus-Pokus
Hokus-Pokus
But the old Emptycray
On the rocky bottom of the sea
Wasn't tricked into believing
That witchcraft works
So smart was he
So smart was he
Melusine, Melusine
Do not cherish hopes too vain
Take off in your limousine
The world laughs, the world laughs
What is happening on land
Happens underwater too
The refrain of our song
Sing it you and you and you
Your Majesty,
somebody guilefully fed sugar
to our calamari.
Ever since they will produce exclusively
white ink,
- completely useless to our tale...
- Talers.
Exactly, Talers.
Indeed, what is happening on land
may happen underwater too.
When sinking to the sea bottom our ship
was severely damaged.
Repairs won't take less than...
three days.
Dear friends, obviously it wasn't fated
that we finish our expedition right here.
But courage!
I know one more place where we'll be able
to fill our barrels with ink.
In the city of Patentonia
on Inventors Island
there is a huge ink basin in storage,
patent number 1101.
But the three days delay, that's too bad.
I can forget the word I gave
King Apolinaire.
My royal bathysphere is at your disposal.
Out on the sea you will meet a ship
heading toward Inventors Island.
Great.
And so the captain, helmsman
and four sailors
stay here and take care of repairs
of the ship.
The boatswain, Fortelas, Pete, Barnaba
and I will head to the surface.
Professor, I definitely want to accompany
you on your journey
to be able to take advantage of...
the infinite treasury of your wisdom.
How is the helm?
Repaired?
We'll finish tomorrow, Mr Talens.
I want to reveal a secret to you.
I am not an Abet.
I am the daughter of King Musicus,
the sovereign of sunny Cacaphonia.
My father decided I would marry
Frank the Musician, a poor shepherd,
whose playing the fife gave me nausea.
Anyway, his fife was the scare
of the whole local population.
I was in love with the strong,
rich and handsome prince,
Octavius Demandolino.
He was the owner
of a stuffed chocolate factory.
And I adore stuffed chocolate.
But the will of my father
who was supporting amateurs
with iron consequence
was unbreakable.
In despair, I decided to rather part
with life
than with my beloved Octavius.
I jumped into the sea
from the highest cliff
in the whole Kingdom.
When I regained
consciousness,
the Abets were carrying me
in a sedan chair
and the people of this land made me
their queen.
I got fond of my subjects and even
reconciled to what was my fate.
I even founded an underwater disco here.
Too bad your visit will be so short.
Come on, gentlemen.
Will this sail?
What a story!
You better sit down, boy,
it will start rocking in a while.
Good morning, gentlemen.
Welcoming you on board is our
Central Control System of the bathysphere.
Watch it.
We start surfacing.
To make the hardships of the journey
easier for you,
you will be put to sleep by the music
of a rustling shell.
Where will the Queen's bathysphere
take our voyagers?
What adventures and dangers lie ahead
for little Pete?
Will the envoys of Taledocia eventually
find the ink they so badly needed?
How will the duel between
the Great Electronic and Mr Blot end?
All this, meaning the further experiences
of Mr Blot, his friends and foes
will be revealed in "Inventors Island",
part two of "Voyages of Mr Blot".
PART II
INVENTORS ISLAND
Enter your id cassette.
Enter your number.
Colonel Aloysius Bubble.
Division of special operations.
Id number 57931.
Personal data and to date merits:
Former assistant to
Philip the barber,
dispatched to tale of Prince Mathew
operates in disguise as a bird hunter.
As commander of the palace guards he makes
invasion of werewolf troops possible.
By order 13001 transformation
is approved.
Quiet your thoughts,
control your emotions.
In a while you will face his highness
the Great Electronic.
Colonel Aloysius Bubble
reporting.
Welcome, colonel Bubble.
Do I, in you, welcome a man
of success?
Well, why don't you answer?
Your highness, I have two information
in my report
of which one is good,
one is bad.
I wonder with which I should start.
Always with the happy one,
Aloysius.
To put the emperor
in a joyous mood
which will make it
easier for him...
to swallow the pill
of bad news.
For one I sunk the flagship
Apollinaire
with that damned Blot and his crew
on board.
You did...
Unfortunately, along went our best agent,
Boniface.
Only a computer does not trust
appearances.
I do not quite understand your
Electronic Highness.
Well, it's very simple,
colonel Bubble.
Your success is a failure.
And what you deplore
is success.
Remember it once
and for all, colonel.
Mr Blot's ships do not sink,
they submerge.
Our agent Boniface is still operating
and very efficiently too.
All in all I am satisfied
with you, Aloysius.
What you'll see in a moment
will be
the best proof of the trust I have in you,
colonel
You will be the first man to see
sensvision.
Here is a space picture of all
energy sources
on both fairy tale hemispheres.
Mr Boniface!
Boniface!
I would like to reveal
a secret to you.
Something that doctor Pai Chi Wo
revealed to me.
I have a feeling that surprising
and very dangerous adventures are ahead.
Therefore my boy, and it is proof
of highest trust,
I will tell you the secret spell
of doctor Pai Chi Wo.
Look, this is the source
of great power.
Interesting...
Somewhere in the underwater depth
of the Unpacific Ocean
a new energy source
has just appeared.
Let's see...
in what direction it will move.
It's evidently floating toward the shores
of Apothecaria.
Attention passengers of the royal
bathysphere,
this is the central control system
speaking.
On the ocean there is a storm raving now
which makes surfacing impossible.
In a moment we'll start our emergency
motors and will sail toward quiet seas,
so do not panic please.
For your information, here is
our situation on the ocean.
Be quiet, please.
Blimey...
Where will we drift now,
professor?
We're heading toward a land entirely
unknown to me.
This map indicates we should reach
the shore in a while.
Our bathysphere had an emergency landing
on Apothecary Peninsula.
No data about danger.
The end of transmission.
At last.
We should reach a port
as soon as possible.
You better hurry,
gentlemen.
- Where are we?
- This must be an island.
It rather looks like
a peninsula.
Whoever you are, welcome to
the Kingdom of Both Pharmacies.
We gather from your attitude that you
arrived with peaceful intentions.
Be healthy!
My name Is Ambrose Blot,
I am a professor
and these are my friends
from Taledocia.
Can you tell us where
we precisely are
and what do we owe
the welcome ceremony
considering we came here as a surprise,
even to ourselves.
Propitious currents brought your
big capsule to Apothecary Cape.
And the retinue you see is just now
heading toward the site
of today's celebrations with
the pharmacist's statue
to celebrate the feast of
the first pill today.
I know who the founder
of this strange land was.
Would you please explain,
honorable pharmate,
how are the subjects of King Piller
staying young forever,
as I cannot see anybody here who is
over thirty.
This is one of our
greatest inventions.
Its secret is the formula
of rejuvenating pills.
Each pill can rejuvenate somebody
by about ten years.
But one has to be careful
with overdosage,
because it could mean returning
to babyhood.
I for instance, am 168 years old.
A wonderful age...
And now,
my dear guests,
let me take you to the graciously reigning
King Piller the Second
the provider of Apothecary Peninsula
and Both Pharmacies.
You should know that Mr Blot's fame
is known here.
One of our national dances is
the Blot-dance
And one of our favorite songs
is Mr Blot's work titled
"Guide for a Young Herbalist".
- Professor...
- Very well.
In the Young Herbalist's Guide
Written to make mankind happy
One recipe is reiterated
The one which contains
The secret of youth
Chamomile flower
Nettle leaf
Herb of pansy
Black pepper
Pumpkin kernels
Lingonberries
And some poppies' heads juice
Hawthorn fruit
The wild rose
And a small leaf of thyme
Dry, crumb
Grind, weigh
Warm, soak
And boil
Dry, crumb
Grind, weigh
Warm, soak
And boil
And when the brew
Is ready
Look for wisdom
In your brains
Do not try it
Get rid of it
Do not drink it
Just take some strength
From the sun
Wash your head
With cold water
And stay young
And fit
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
Swim and move
Run and jog
Swim and move
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
In the Young Herbalist's Guide
Written to make mankind happy
One recipe is reiterated
The one which contains
The secret of youth
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
Swim and move
Rest dancing
Run and jog
Run and jog
- Will you please proceed...
- Thank you.
This is our terrace
for representation.
Indeed, isn't it pleasant?
Your Highness Piller!
Envoys from Taledocia.
I am glad to welcome the illustrious
scientist
whose fame has been acknowledged
in this country for a long time now
and many pills, ointments
and concoctions
are produced
to Mr Blot's recipes.
I never part with the hair growth
stimulating pills
which you invented.
I am pleased.
Allow me, my honored guest,
to take your temperature personally.
As a special...
distinction.
Go ahead, please.
Please, go ahead.
My temperature maybe higher
with excitement, noble Piller.
Thirty seven and four...
It's quite high!
Steward, would you please administer
an aspirin
And a glass of mullein brew
to drink with it.
An aspirin...
Thank you very much...
Here you are.
To the prosperity of the Kingdom
of Both Phamacies.
- Thank you!
- To your health, professor.
It will do you
a world of good.
Here it is!
Here it is!
I've got what I was looking for!
Ink!
Real ink!
We did it!
Just look!
What color...
Ink!
Unfortunately, my
illustrious guest,
it's only fennel root brew.
It looks like ink, but it lacks shelf life
qualities.
Its specific property is that
upon rejuvenation it evaporates
and disappears.
Unbelievable!
Professor, would you do me the honor
of having lunch with me?
With pleasure.
Pharmates,
take care of our visitors,
feed them
and show them the sites
of our today's celebrations.
Lead the way.
- Help yourself, please.
- We have excellent herb drinks.
- This is for you, Pete.
- Lavender juice, mint juice.
- Help yourself.
- Hawthorn juice.
One moment.
- Fennel brew.
- Enjoy!
- Poppy seed juice.
- Help yourself.
Tasty...
and healthy!.
- Hibiscus juice.
- Fresh.
And this is the list of dishes
I propose
for starters: aloe chops
and linden flower salad.
Wort soup follows.
Then comes the entrée:
linseed doughnuts with mint sauce
and the very healthy nettle cream.
For desert melissa, pigweed and horsetail
- and sage beverages.
- Sage...
I know you wouldn't touch these tidbits
even on a deserted island, professor.
But they are meant only for with stomachs
used to a herb diet.
Forgive me the trick I used to talk
with you in private,
but I'd like your advice on a subject
of a secret
which keeps worrying me...
since three days.
You must have noticed I am worried enough
to be sleepless
and without appetite.
Indeed, indeed.
I'll reveal the reason to you,
but we must leave the palace and take
the underground corridor
to a hiding place located
at small distance.
If I may, a welcome wreath.
If I may, I'll reveal the secret
that is worrying me on our way.
Calling center.
Calling center.
This is the center.
Center, where are you?
This is the center.
You will immediately proceed to
Horror Ridge square BE-4.
You know colonel, the old doter begins
to have some suspicions.
How about that!
And that red haired monster keeps
spying on me.
In my opinion under the circumstances
we should...
Hold him!
- You little spy!
- Shut up!
Be quiet!
Be quiet...
Be quiet...
That's it.
- Careful, professor.
- Yes, of course.
It's not far now.
Let's go.
This is the hiding place of the former
ruler of Patentnonia
And here he is.
The Archmechanic!
Ambrose!
How are you!
How are you, my dear.
I never thought we would meet
under conditions so unfavorable for me.
I must say, however, that your sight
inspires me with hope.
But let me tell you of my dramatic
experiences.
I know of then from Mr Piller.
To see you is a great joy,
Ambrose.
I know your courage,
ingenuity and how brave you are.
Ever since I came to Apothecary Peninsula
I never stopped thinking of how to free
Inventors Island.
My desire is not unrealistic,
as I possess a transmitter allowing me
to get in touch with the central computer
of the system.
I need a few hours to develop
a reasonable operation plan.
It's OK, it's only
Prot the apothecary,
who regularly supplies my food.
I'd like to know where
was hidden
the equipment with which you landed
in Pharmacy.
And I have to see my crew
as soon as possible.
And then I understood I have to cope
with the whole crew of pirates.
It wasn't for the first time
I have fought with pirates,
but these were
exceptionally cruel.
Victory or death, I thought,
and jumped straight in the middle.
Forward!
Cheers for rejuvenating pills!
The pirates were moving forward.
There was no retreat.
The vital confrontation had come.
I threw 3 of them into the sea.
2 aiming a gun at me.
Hey, herbalists, listen!
They begged me to save their lives...
Not far from the Strait of Bad Things
Lived through on a cape in a port saloon
I hope everybody believes what I say
I really acted like a typhoon
I am the Flying Dutchman
Look at my gladiator's trunk
This is Lucy
That's Mary
And the octopus there
Is the monster's sister
He's the Flying Dutchman
Look at my gladiator's trunk
This is Lucy
That's Mary
And the octopus there
Is the monster's sister
It's notorious, a girl wherever I go
Each of them young, pretty and slim
All of the sailors, all of them know
Cold girl Yola has cold blood like a fish
I am the flying Dutchman
Ever scared of even the jaws of a shark
This killer whale is Betty and that
Hey, herb mixers let me have some wine
Cold Yola, I'm sorry, she was not for me
When I asked her to dance the tango
With me
It got hot immediately
The carousing went on for four nights
Not far from the Strait of Bad Things
Lived through on a cape in a port saloon
I hope everybody believes what I say
I really acted like a typhoon
I am the Flying Dutchman
Look at my gladiator's trunk
This is Lucy
That's Mary
And the octopus there
Is the monster's sister
I am the Flying Dutchman
Look at my gladiator's trunk
This is Lucy
That's Mary
And the octopus there
Is the monster's sister
What kind of a habit is that?
Gentlemen, a break to do some thinking?
To work for the sake of the Empire,
loafers.
Our wonderful air is only for hard
workers,
and for the lazy ones
we have a surprise.
I think you've learned
your lesson, brat.
And now straighten up,
don't stoop.
In a moment you'll see
the Great Electronic.
Gentlemen, the time has come to try
our power and our capabilities.
Where are Pete and
sailor Boniface?
They have to be found
as soon as possible.
Tomorrow we'll start the most difficult
part of our voyage.
You will be responsible for
the crossing of Syrup Island.
Apothecary will show you the place
for the crossing.
We have to land on the other side
of the river.
There we shall take off for a lone
and dangerous flight.
This is all I wanted to tell you.
Let me know as soon as you
have found Pete.
I will be at the royal pharmacy.
Any questions?
Thank you.
Too bad you are not with us today,
my friend.
I am sure you would think of a way
to conquer the Great Electronic.
Macaroni.
Macaroni...
Can't you understand, you stupid brat,
it's your welfare that is concerned.
Anyway, we know everything
from Mr Boniface.
He's a reasonable and nice boy
and I'm sure he will answer
our questions.
You must tell us the spell
of doctor Pai Chi Wo
and also what gives Mr Blot his peculiar
power and energy.
I don't know and even if I did
I wouldn't tell you
You're stubborn,
little rascal.
You are not imagining you
can fool us, do you?
Speak up, sonny, don't make Mr Emperor
angry with you.
Well?
Will you talk at last?
Or shall I transform you into an automatic
postage-stamps licking machine ?
I have a surprise for you,
you little red haired monster.
You will see a thirteenth
generation robot
based on the form of
your former boss...
Philip the barber?
Yes, Aloysius.
Here he is.
Technically he is highly perfect.
Yesterday, I deprived him of
his compassion circuits.
True to life.
Philip!
Take care of our little rascal.
Pete!
Pete!
Pete!
Where can that boy be?
It's you, Bonifacye.
Have you seen Pete?
The boy is reckless,
he joined a dance parade
and must now be dancing somewhere
on the peninsula at one of the bonfires.
But don't you worry,
you'll find him
as soon as all that jolting and skipping
is over.
Don't move.
Touch nothing, everything
is high voltage.
I must inform you I haven't slept
all night.
I'm telling you again...
don't you worry, professor.
We'll try to find the boy
before noon today.
Recreation on the occasion of our holiday
lasted all night.
He must have sat at one of the bonfires
and now he's sleeping it off.
Sure, sure.
The important thing now is
to carry out your plans
It may be even better that we won't
expose him to such serious danger.
Unless, what I suspect happened.
If you find him on the peninsula,
tell him to wait for our return.
If our expedition fails, send him back
to the Kingdom of Taledocia.
I'll do as you wish.
You have my pillmaking word on it.
Here is the boat.
Well done, boatswain.
This is the island.
We have to sail
into Guayasil Bay.
Hope you like it.
Fortelas, what was that?
Nothing great, professor.
I just had my chance to try the pills
which I improved.
Rejuvenating pills have an effect
underwater too.
Look, isn't he sweet
and so much younger.
Are we arriving?
Finally.
Now it's only two miles to the Talecraft.
Pardon, me first.
Be careful.
Please, go ahead.
At the time when our group was nearing
the Talecraft
in the underwater kingdom of Queen Aba
captain Quaterno began the operation
surfacing the ship Apollinaire.
- This is the Talecraft.
- Amazing!
The work of scientists
of Inventors Island.
- Takes off and touches down vertically.
- Vertically?
Very good.
Careful, careful.
Please, gentlemen.
To get the ink for Taledocia
we have to battle for Inventors Island
which has been conquered by
the Great Electronic.
To that effect I decided to make use of
the phenomenon of super-macaroni.
This is a new weapon which will help us
disable our adversaries.
Blown-up, magnified...
Here is the battle super-pasta,
Taledocia's chance.
Off we go.
We'll be taking off in a moment.
Farewell, professor.
- Farewell, noble Piller, see you Mr Prot.
- See you.
- Remember to take good care of Pete.
- See you.
Please...
Go ahead...
Come inside, please.
Starting today you'll take over
for a period of three days.
In the meantime I'll subject myself
to some relax treatment.
Look at the ideas of our scientists,
those prototypes of great inventions.
A sorry sight.
Here is a blend of a shaver and radio,
lighter with a flashlight,
a super fly-catcher
and other nonsense.
Our primary target is to find, catch
and imprison the Archmechanic.
What's the good of our conquest
of Inventors Island
and planning to make Patentonia
its capital
if their favorite leader is on run
and may plot against us from
a hiding place.
Listen to this.
The hour of liberating Patentonia
from the cruel power
of the Great Electronic is near.
Do not work on new inventions
which will support violence.
The return of Archmechanic is near.
We must show them the Archmechanic
caught and sheepish,
then they'll lose their zeal for sneering
at our power.
Just look...
This is the vision of a New World,
where people like ourselves
will enjoy the esthetic order
of geometrical figures.
We'll clean the old fairytale dump-heap.
This is the central computer of the system
interrupting transmission
Look, colonel
Here is some special news.
The border guard alarm system warning!
Unidentified flying object
nearing the western borders of the island.
End of report.
Some kind of fairytale spaceship
smelling of Mr Blot at a mile's distance
is nearing us at great speed.
Sound for battle alarm!
Strange...
Strangely odd...
We lost 300 fifth generation
robots.
A blow right into our
most sensitive spot.
Emperor, our lasers are unable
to shoot down the attacking objects.
We must get to know
Blot's intentions.
For that purpose we have to give some
tougher handling to that dirty brat.
What?
What for?
You'll tell us everything,
little rascal!
No!
The central computer to Philip system
robot.
Your energy stock exhausted.
Use emergency feeding to replenish it.
Great Electronic to central computer.
Of what material are the attacking
missiles made?
Water...
Flour...
Eggs...
Calamity, the computer's gone mad.
Fifth generation robots have a system
neutralizing all kinds of missiles.
Steel, stone, chemical - all except one.
Somebody is throwing dough at us.
Great Electronic to central computer.
How can we fight back?
Boil the dough...
Switch on the hot water system...
Glorious idea!
Genial!
Go ahead!
Warning for all defense positions!
First three safety lines out of fight.
Elimination of the basic group
of fifth generation robots.
All fifth generation robots
can be junked.
The future of our Empire is
with Philip system robots.
Central computer to Philip system robot.
Energy completed.
Warning.
Switch off the feeding
in ten seconds.
Attention, thirteenth generation
Philip system robot in danger.
Colonel Bubble, you will be personally
responsible for his safety.
Yes, sir.
Possibility of blocking landing.
Landing on center platform sector four.
Warning, touch down of the object
completed.
Presenting the coordinates
of the landing point.
Aloysius Bubble?
Follow him, Barnaba.
Follow me, gentlemen... to the target!
You stay here, Mr Boniface.
Sure.
So that was you,
you rascal!
I'll show you.
- Barnaba!
- Easy!
Great Electronic to central computer.
Free the scientists.
Central computer to copy of transmitter.
No compliance with voice pattern.
I'm waiting for the basic code.
Waiting.
In thirty seconds I shut
the sluices,
switch of feeding, liquidate
sector six.
Attention, reporting danger
in sector six.
Aaah, so that's it!
Thank you!
Thank you so much!
Wonderful!
Where did you come from?
Taledoacia.
There are more of us.
We have to get out of here
as soon as possible.
- Finally!
- We lost all hope!
We are free, after so many months!
- Go ahead!
- Hurry, gentlemen, I know the code.
Warning...
At zero signal sector six
will be liquidated.
Ten...
Nine...
Eight...
Seven...
Six...
Five...
Four...
Three...
We have to disable the brain
of that stronghold.
Fail...
Fail...
Fail...
Failure...
Fail...
Alice has a cat...
Failure...
Five, six, pick up sticks...
It would be hard to
word it otherwise than
that your master and protector escaped.
Mr Boni-al-face vel Boniface!
You betrayed the king of Taledocia
and your friends.
You should be punished.
This time, I will give you a chance.
- Well, Boni, Boni...
- Little Boniface...
I want to drink...
Professor!
Professor!
Pete, Pete my son!
I should pull your ears, little rascal.
Were you terribly scared?
Only a little.
Ah, well, you see now.
Pete!
Pete!
Hush, hush, Boniface
Yeah, he's gone back to childhood.
Who knows, it may be the best way
of improving wicked people.
Here is our old friend, Aloysius Bubble.
An assistant and student of ingloriously
remembered Philip the barber.
Colonel Bubble, this is the end
of your devilish tricks.
You're trembling with fear.
No, no, no, Mr Bubble, you have to clean
your mess first.
You will right away sail from port
Patentonia
on a boat equipped with a cistern
and you'll collect the foam of black ink
spilled on the surface of the sea.
Who was locked up
in sector six?
Gentlemen, this is Mr Blot.
And now, clear hosts, would you please
show me where you store your ink
and make a few barrels of this
precious fluid available to us.
Our dignified liberator,
we haven't been using ink
on Inventors Island for a very long time.
All our discoveries we put in trust of our
electronic machines called computers.
How about that!
Why haven't I been told earlier?
We were afraid it would chill your zeal.
Noble traveler, will you accept this gift
from us, in greatest gratitude.
It's a very valuable map
to make up for all
the hardships of your voyages.
Thank you.
Well, gentlemen, full ahead!
To beautiful Taledocia!
This was the end of our adventure
on Inventors Island.
The ship was waiting for us at port
and we took it right away to sail
to sunny Taledocia.
Pete was worried about the ink
and the captain was enjoying the treasure
our expedition had brought him.
In the meantime, I was working
on a last surprise.
Taledocia!
There is the capital !
The time has come to unload the barrels
full of ink from your ship.
It seems entirely useless,
You Royal Highness.
Why that?
Because these barrels do not contain
even one drop of ink.
Indeed, not even one,
Your Talewriting Majesty.
One, two, three, four, five!
Six, seven, yes, it's here.
Nearer, nearer, nearer.
OK, lower it now.
Let's drill!
Here is Taledocia's real treasure!
Ink!
Ever since you will never again
be short of ink
because there are huge resources
all over your country.
My respects.
Pete, my friend, let's go.
Long live, great travelers!
Great is the power of Blot
He can do what others cannot
He brings us joy just with one wink
And brought us ink
And brought us ink
Salem aleikum
Salem alelkum, professor
A cloudy day when shadows grey
Make world's bright tints unknown
Call me again
Talk to me
I do not want to be alone
On a starless night
Nothing is right
Joy is away and gone
Call me again
Talk to me
I do not want to be alone
I can see lovely golden space
Trees in the sun under the spell
Of blue meadows in dreams full of grace
And hear the song of a pink shell
Dancing elephants, carefree sprites
Tender monsters, nymphs so frail
I see them all every night
The pictures out of fairy tales
A cloudy day when shadows grey
Make world's bright tints unknown
Call me again
Talk to me
I do not want to be alone
On a starless night
Nothing is right
Joy is away and gone
Call me again
Talk to me
I do not want to be alone
And then come ships deep in the sea
Pearls hidden right down there
And shiny circles are with me
When I sail toward my memories
Secret corridors, sesame gates
The scientists' enchanted time
I may again participate
It all comes back to me in rhymes
Take me to Fairyland with you
I'll follows you across the deep
When you have whispered - go to sleep.