Mister Blot's Academy (1984) - full transcript

THE ZODIAK FILM UNIT PRESENTS

PART ONE OF A POLISH-CZECHOSLOVAK
PRODUCTION

PIOTR FRONCZEWSKI AS MR BLOT

There were the times
On this Earth

When the fairy tales
Were with us

Over the hills and far
Away, as you know well,

One could even meet magic

A good Fairy brought consolation

To Cinderella and the Little Match Girl

A magician made your
Every wish come true

In a book with pretty pictures



All this was forgotten long ago

Right and wrong changed
Their costumes

The King is gone
And so is Mat the starling

All that is left is a screen

With glittering figures

But sometimes a great
Sadness comes over me

The fiction of good
Old fairy tales return

And I wonder if my merry children
Remember any of this

Maybe my sky will brighten up again

MR BLOT IN SPACE

PART I
THE KIDNAPPING OF AGNIESZKA

Faster, faster!

Mr Jarzabek, tread on the gas!

If we're late, there's
going to be a scandal.



But this is not an Alpha Romeo.

Anyway, why so much
fuss about some Sooty?

Mr Bronsky is an American
citizen and not some Sooty.

Mrs Marciniak always called
him "Sooty"

- because he made such funny...
- Sooty-Stinks.

- Sooty-Stinks of...
- X-ray pictures.

Yes.
Oh, the blasted arm!

- What arm?
- The distributor rotor arm.

Oh, no...

What a wreck...

Why did it have to happen to me?

Mr Jarzabek, my clear,
how long will it take you?

Some 15 minutes.

My dear God, keep him in the air
for another 15 minutes.

We apologize for a
15 minutes delay

to all those waiting
for the arrival

of the American Airlines
special airplane from Chicago.

Here's control tower.

- Which flight is it?
- A charter from Chicago.

With only one passenger
aboard.

Tomek, be careful.

Madam, everything's ready.

- Can I set the table?
- Yes, I think.

Tomek, Jacek and Ula,
help aunt Tesia.

Come children, quick.

Oh, here comes Malgosia.
Come here, my dear.

Thank you very much.

Somewhere here we've got Jacek.

Here he is.
This is Jacek.

Here you are.

Nice, isn't he?

Auntie, tell us about Jacek.

Jacek, was most ingenious.

He used to put a looking-glass
on his slipper

and put it under our feet.
He liked inventions.

- Once he blocked the chimney.
- And what?

We had a regular
Negro masquerade.

Will he really come?

Certainly, if he's written he's coming,
he'll come all right.

Oh, he must be landing now,
I imagine.

The special plane has just landed.

MBM.
It's his luggage.

Mr Jarzabek, look what a good piece
of work that American packaging is.

Oh, my!
Is he travelling with his own piano?

Will our wreck manage with this?

You should have asked for
the Jelcz lorry.

Let's go.

My first impressions...

- Can we speak Polish?
- Yes, of course.

Well, it's a mixture, a cocktail of
great emotion and immense curiosity.

You're not only the chairman
but also one of the owners

of the American biggest
electronic concerns called MBM.

Does the plan of your visit include
talks with Polish firms on cooperation?

My visit is a private one on
the occasion of Christmas

and the time for professional
affairs will come later.

Have a nice stay and Merry Christmas.
Thank you very much.

- Excuse me, are you Mr Bronsky?
- Bronowski.

Oh, yes, that's me.

I'm director Gladysz from Maliszew.

We're a little late but...

Nice to meet you, my name's Jarzabek.

Glad to meet you.

Oh, here's my little package.

This is our driver, Mr Jarzabek.

Take Mr Bronowski's luggage, into the
car and drive carefully but fast.

I shall escort our guest in person.

That's very nice of you.

This gentleman who's been
so nice as to great me

on behalf of the Embassy,
is coming with us.

This way, please,
gentlemen.

Move it forward,
a bit more.

Well, gentlemen, up it goes.
Heavy bugger!

Come on,
move it forward.

Careful, it's come
from abroad.

A little more.
Good.

Mr Jarzabek, help us!

Not my business!

A little package...

from Chicago.

Well, here they are,
at last.

We're here.

Our children painted it,
specially for you.

We've only just finished
redecoration.

Jack!

You're here!

- My dearest Sooty!
- My dear Aunt!

You haven't changed at all.

You haven't forgotten about us!

Go and join the children.
They could hardly wait to see you.

Dear children.

Our tradition makes gs leave one
free seat at our Christmas Eve

tables for unexpected guests.

Today our guest
is Mr Jack Bronsky.

Bronowski.

Bronowski.

The chairman of a company, a joint-owner
of a great MBM electronic concern.

As you probably know, Mr...
Bronowski,

used to live in our Children's Home,

so greet him like a member
of our great family.

We are very happy to have
you here with us.

We wish you a nice stay
in Maliszew.

Thank you very much.

My clears...

It's too exciting for my heart.

There were many
Christmas Eves in my life...

very far from here.

I've always missed this place
and Santa Claus.

Today I would like to be
that Santi Claus...

Santa Claus.

Yes, Santa Claus.

That's why I ask you to accept
this present from me.

At the moment there's no newer
model in the whole world.

This is the newest, prototype
computer from MBM producers.

Well, may it serve you well.

You must know that once a year every
computer speaks with a human voice.

Kuba, can you hear it?

Kuba!

- What is it?
- Wake up.

- Shh, go to sleep.
- What do you mean "shh"?

Can't you hear the computer
has been switched on?

Sit down, it's me,
computer Lucas.

Sit down, quick.

The story I want to tell you,
may happen in 25 years time,

so it will be a reminiscence
of the future.

It all started in space,

near the Triangle of Titans.

The mysterious events that took place on
board of the ARGO 1417 space-carrier...

making a charter flight from
the Earth to Titan and Eureka,

and gave beginning to
amazing discoveries.

Tere, papa, Mango.

Hallo, base.
Argo 1417 calling.

Argo 1417, carry out
variant "R".

Understand.
Carry our variant "R".

Attention, gentlemen.

We're entering the area
of the Triangle of Titans.

The base is signalling that we're
approaching a danger sphere.

Check all alarm systems.

Carry out my orders precisely.

There's nothing worse in space than
an overeager captain of a ship.

The only thing we don't
have to be afraid of...

is the overcharging of our hold.

The crew of the Argo 1471...

did not suspect at all
that their flight...

was closely watched all the time by
the Great Electronic who,

after his disappearance
from the Island of Discoverers,

settled down on the Planet of Mango.

Attention, unidentified
source of light, laser kind.

Alert the base!

Colonel, check please all signal
codes in the Orion wavelength.

Carry out.

The civil service is informing us
about a communication fadeout...

with the Argo 1417 carrier.

Who owns the Argo?

The Interplanetary Corporation
of the Fruit Drops Producers.

Does any of you feel
like having a sweet?

Let's not poke our noses
into other people's sweets.

Success!

And now let's see what our
half-witted Governor is doing.

Of course...

Sweets...
The only thing he can do.

For days on end he stuffs
himself with cream and cakes.

Call the Governor.
Instantly.

Here's the Information Ball.

Understand the order
and will carry it out.

Sir, you are requested
at the Information Ball.

Linella, my clear, the Great Electronic
wants to see us.

Can't you see I'm busy?

- But our Emperor.
- Your Emperor.

- As far as I'm concerned, he...
- Shh!

- Here's the Information-Ball.
- The Spy-Ball.

I conduct constant observation.

Manuel, you've again
eaten too much sweets.

You don't watch your weight.

You don't.

I think I'll go now.

Success, Mr Caramello.

Please, come closer.

At last!

Look, we've made it!

We can transfer an enormous spaceship
into an electronic phantom recorded

in the memory of the phantomisastion
computer.

In any moment and in any place,

we can materialize it
as a whole or m part.

Here, for instance,

we can look to see what the
ship's holds contain.

Now a single order from us
will be enough.

- Phantomisation takes place.
- Sweets!

Here's something for you,
Mr Caramello,

fruit drops, here you are.

This is a present from me,

and my thanks for your hospitality
on the Planet of Mango.

I hope your wife
will like them, too.

You've promised me,

to make my greatest dream come true.

I remember, Mr Caramello.

You will have that little
daughter you dream of.

Your princess.

Perhaps not only one
but a few at choice.

A daughter, an aunt, over
a dozen uncles and cousins.

The whole family.
All to your heart's content.

As with Mr Blot.

But first my invention will be
used against my mortal enemy,

that conceited, bearded man, that...

deplorable puppet,
that wretched magician.

Wherever you are,
Mr Blot,

beware!

In order to find out what
Mr Blot was doing at that time

we must move to another scene of
action in the Last Nature Reserve,

on our planet, the Earth.

The absolute ruler of that area
is Melo the Laugher.

Time to get up.

Unfortunately,

making gloomy creatures laugh
is not an easy task at all.

Let's see what's going on
in the old tree hollow.

This is the Inter News Program.
Here is the news.

The debate is continuing
today at the congress

headlined "The Sun for the Earth",
in its consecutive clay,

devoted to the global energy crisis.

The Tany 8 and Tany 11
space probes are signalling

the renewed approach of
the so-called Rock Comet

which is the first orchestral
space station.

Research is being continued on the mystery
of the Triangle of Titans.

According to the ITE Agency,

in connection with the unexplained
disappearance of the Argo 1417 carrier,

the Council of the Planet resolved to
recall Commander Max Benson.

From his post of the Commander-in-chief
of the Earth Space Force.

- Mr Max Benson?
- Commander Max Benson.

By the decision of
the Council of the Planet

you've been dismissed from
the post of the Commander-in-chief

of the Early Warning Space Force.

Please, delegate your duty
to the officer, next in rank,

and hand back your
personal code register.

The newest achieyements
in space medicine

will be presented at the KOSMED 2013,

an exhibition just opened in Bogota.

Medicine, yet they still haven't
found anything to cure lumbago.

Well, it's time to wake up our
monsters - greedy gluttons.

Hallo birds, gloomy monsters

Who is it
Who's he

Hallo, greedy gluttons

Is he ill
He's ill

Hallo, Cross-eyed and Horribler

Hallo, Washer

Get up, sleepy-heads
When Melo is singing

Is this Dracula

Or a steam-gob

Is he a wooer
Who is he

No, my gentlemen
To the rhythm of tom-toms

Your Melo the Laugher
Is walking through the woods

It's Melo the Laugher
from the dark forest

It's Melo the Laugher
Full of humor

The enemy of gloomy creatures
And a friend of birds

Who can terrify vampires
And nightmares

This is Melo the Laugher
From the dark forest

This is Melo the Laugher
Full of humor

The enemy of gloomy creatures
And a friend of birds

He terrifies vampires
And nightmares.

Hallo, birds, poor things

Sing a refrain with me

Time to wake up
The whole forest to play

All monsters and odd creatures

Let's throw cakes at each other

Let's jump uphill and turn
Somersaults downhill

Tricks for fun
A new stanza

Give up your sulky faces

Try to laugh without a reason

Because it's worth
While to laugh aloud

While walking in the woods

Good morning, professor.

I hope that the woodpeckers
haven't woken you up.

Be greeted, my dear,
never mind the woodpeckers,

the best alarm clock
in this neighborhood

is your laughter, my dear sir.

I must admit that the morning
news moved me.

The chances are, professor,

that in the area of
the Triangle of Titans

a new power has appeared,
able to move...

Let's forget it.

The present-day world
brings us problems

which are difficult to understand.

Maybe I have become
a bit of an eccentric

and a recluse but I feel well
here even when you

cut your incredible capers.

Only sometimes I find it difficult
to reconcile myself to the idea that...

the children have
forgotten me so easily.

What are the children
of the 21st century like?

Let's have a closer look
at one of the classes

in the school of the future.

Welcome, my dear children.

This is your introductory class.

I shall call the roll.

- One?
- Present.

- Two?
- Present.

- Three?
- Present.

- Four?
- Present.

- Five?
- Present.

- Six?
- Present.

- Seven?
- Absent!

I call pupil number seven.

I call pupil number seven.

Here's the operational
IIIc class computer.

- I call pupil number seven.
- Here, I am here!!

Give reasons for being
absent in class.

I don't know,
I must have overslept.

My waking-up system has failed.

You should place your
order to wake you up

with the Inter-school
Central Order System,

shorten your breakfast time to minimum.

All right.
I'll join you in a moment.

- Who's teaching the first hour?
- Your Director.

- The Mophead, lummy!
- We're waiting.

- Nine?
- Present.

- Ten?
- Present.

- Eleven?
- Present.

- Twelve?
- Present.

- Thirteen?
- Present.

- Fourteen?
- Present.

- Fifteen?
- Present.

- Sixteen?
- Present.

- Seventeen?
- Present.

- Eighteen?
- Present.

- Nineteen?
- Present.

- Twenty?
- Present.

- Twenty one?
- Present.

- Twenty two?
- Present.

- Twenty three?
- Present.

- Twenty four?
- Present.

I report grade IIIc.

Dad, you didn't go to
your work today?

Are you not well?

You look all right though.

Do you think I'm
playing truant?

I don't know, but I have
overslept and it's your fault.

My waking-up system is connected to
a photocell at the door.

I get the signal to wake up
when you go out.

- Has something happened?
- I'm sorry to let you down.

I have been thanked for
my services.

- Dad!
- There, it's no tragedy!

You've always told me
I had no time for you.

Now we're going to have
more tlme for ourselves.

Hurry to school now.

Say "hallo" to Agnieszka.
Good luck.

We'll talk after your classes.

Twenty four pupils in class,

twenty three present,
one absent.

- Who?
- Number seven.

He'll come in a minute.
Groszek is never late.

Was number thirteen
asked for her opinion?

Why is thirteen wearing
a colorful scarf?

How often am I to repeat that
colors prevent you from learning.

Does thirteen know at all
what discipline means?

Attention!

All children put in a row

And told to count off in turn

Numbers are more important
For children in school

Than their faces

Stiff, regular and obedient

And without hesitation

Discipline is the basis of upbringing

A child cannot read too much

Selected problems only

A child cannot ask any questions

Just listen to what we tell them

Stiff, regular and obedient

And without hesitation

Discipline

Is the basis of upbringing

If we say white when it's black

It must be white for the children

And white is black sometimes

Because I say so

Stiff, regular and obedient

And without hesitation

Discipline

Is the basis of upbringing

It happens sometimes
That some child

Tries to think for himself

Then he's in trouble
Then he's in a fix

Such a child will get
A thorough beating

Stiff, regular and obedient

And without hesitation

Discipline

Is the basis of upbringing

Attention, class

The class obeys

You can hear a fly passing

Quiet!
To your class!

Well, pupil number seven,
you'll get extra penalty points.

Attention!
Classes start in a minute.

Remember,

you're not allowed to use radio
communication in school.

The school canteen
offers plankton dishes.

Sit down.

Prepare your homework
for checking.

Here's the topic of your lesson.

Higher level programming languages.

Oh, I've forgotten the key, too.

- Here you are.
- Thanks.

What a duffer you've chosen.

He comes late and suffers
from amnesia.

Oh, no.

Oh, you vultures,

saboteurs and robbers!

Hallo, Class IIIc.

Here's your director speaking.

Enough is enough.

The day has come in

which I'll put an end to
your despicable conduct.

The Central Computer Check up Service,

has just informed me that one
of the pupils from your class

has broken into my personal
computer's memory.

I don't want to go into the details
now and find out which pupil

the whole class will
be punished.

You chose the punishment
yourself.

I'm giving you only
half an hour for this.

- What will happen now?
- What, indeed?

Which of you has dragged
us into this?

We're waiting,
Mr Peeping Tom.

You've seen it.

It was purely accidental,

short circuit, or something.

I was looking for
solutions to our homework,

It just happened.

You're a real piece of work.
"It just happened".

Listen, let's face it,
it could happen to anybody.

You know Mophead.
This time it's us.

Better think how to
mollify him.

Or he won't let us sit for our
exams and ruin our holidays.

That would be terrible.

Oh, are you making
holiday plans together?

Listen, Kuba, was it
something shocking?

- Coded Information or what?
- No!

He only stores fairy-tales
in his memory.

His whole memory is packed
with fairy-tales.

On all levels there are little
shepherds and princes.

Retro full scale.
What a joke!

I've got an idea.
Let's ask Bajtek for advice.

When troubles start

The robots give the best
Help in the world

Here I am

The supplementary class computer

The universal class computer

Maybe he has an idea

Because nothing human
Is strange to him

Bajtek, help us
We're in a fix

Problem is a problem

You'll get new programs
From us

And lunch
From my mother

A view-finder

A laser dream

Only give us a good idea

A view-finder
And a laser dream

Only give us a good idea

He who stores fairy-tales
in his memory

will forget his anger when he sees

a fairy-tale performance
on the school stage.

This is an answer worth
Its weight in gold

This is a real computer answer

If we are to be happy
With Mophead

We must use his programs

Any other problems

You're marvellous
Thank you

Any other problems

You're marvellous
Thank you

Not a bad idea.

If our director is crazy
about fairy-tales,

there's nothing simpler than to
offer him one in a performance.

Arnold is a genius.

Listen, you've got us
into this trouble,

so it's up to you to find a fairy-tale
which we can perform.

No. It's dry like a desert.

Maybe we ask Mophead for advice?

Listen!

I looked at Groszek whose name
means Green Pea and had an idea,

"Princess and a Pea".

- Great!
- Who is going to direct?

What do you mean "who"?
Arnold, of course!

I agree on condition that Agnieszka
gets the part of the Princess.

Look carefully, Mr Caramello.

I can bring any of them to
our planet in 15 seconds.

You must decide, we're looking
into the 30th school.

Well...

which one is going to be your daughter?

I am a princess,
Your Highness...

Where's Groszek?

Not you.
The more important one.

Hurry up!

"That remains to be seen"
- from these words on.

That remains to be seen,
if you are a real princess.

Steady!
On your toes.

Don't be late.

Don't cover Agnieszka!

Very good.

We'll rehearse the final now.

Here's a small green pea.

Some pain, some tears.

- And then plenty of happiness.
- Long live the bride and bridegroom.

Here we shall leave more time for
applause of the whole school.

What's happening?

Let's get out of here!

Here you are.
Here's your treasure from the Earth.

Carry her to bed.

She'll go on sleeping
like that for some time,

this new princess of ours.

Neither the army,

nor the scientists can explain
this phenomenon to us.

Our Prime Minister himself,

sent his condolences.

It happened in your school
and you should do something.

Pupil number seven,
I call you to order.

Ah, well...

you're right.

I'll have to...
resign from my post.

- Don't be a crybaby.
- I can't look at it.

It's a scandal.

In my school.

Bajtek.

- Yes?
- It's me, pupil number seven.

According to the LUT regulations
tell me where Agnieszka is.

No basic data available.

Who can help us?

Extraordinary tasks were once solved,

by self-deciding computers
of 4th generation.

- Where can I find them?
- On the computer scrap-heap.

Here's the printed read-out
of the only route going there,

This way.
Like that.

I'm a real princess.

Where am I?

Who are you?

You are on the Planet Mango.

The central planet
of the Pudding System.

My name is Manuel Caramello
de Bazar.

I'm the Governor of this Planet.

You won't be short of anything here.

You'll get...

the best sweets
of the universe.

Look, Agnieszka.

The gardens surrounding our palace are
famous all over the cosmic space.

You can play with the jolly
Papings all day long.

What Pappings?
I want to get back to school.

We have to finish our performance.

There's no better daughter
in the whole Solar System.

As a reward you'll give me
a half of your palace,

for transformation magazines
and all area smtable for runways.

Only, she does not like
my palace at all.

You're being childish,
Mr Caramello.

Each child needs some discipline.

There you are.

You scare her a little
and she'll be a good girl.

The children's expedition to
the computer-robot scrap-heap

was a very dangerous undertaking,

because it was often visited
by gangs of Payers.

Thieves of electronic spare parts.

Stop!
Hold it!

Identity check.
What is it, an excursion to a funfair?

This is a special supervision area.

My name's Gros Benson and
I'm Commander Benson's son.

Dad often told me about you

and how you both fought
on the planet Vistula.

Well, if that's the case,
tell me what you want.

We would like to establish contact
with the 3rd generation computers.

It's very important to us.

You hope for too much.

They are transport robots long
ago withdrawn from circulation,

but perhaps for school purposes...

I think that RABAN is
in the best condition.

DURANBAL is in the fifth section.
It's there.

Good luck.

Look, there is DURANBAL.

Come, RABAN is there.

Be careful!

- I think it's not the one.
- No, it's ours!

It's so dirty!

And rusty!

It's components are missing.

What an awful colour.

It's good for nothing.

- Plain scrap, nothing but wreck.
- Well, perhaps for opening cans.

- Stop it.
- He's right.

We've to look for another way.

- Stop crying!
- Who and where are you?

- Here, exactly under your nose.
- Oh, my!

Silver.

My name is Silver.
I am, or rather, I was

a 3rd generation transport robot.

I know about your trouble.

In order to get Agnieszka back,

you need super-cosmic power.

You must go to see Mr Blot.
He is the only person

who has that power
at his disposal.

Who is Mr Blot?

Prof. Ambroise Blot is a great
scientist and traveller.

I had a chance to learn
about his great power,

and to become acquainted
with the virtues of his character.

I was on the little
frequented S-111 route

when I suddenly saw a strangely
attired gentleman coming towards me

with a bushy, multicolored
crop of hair and long beard.

I didn't have time to take
a closer look at him,

when from a nearby shelter
a magnet vehicle came out suddenly,

one that's used by scrap metal
workers to hunt down robots.

It was too late to try to run away,

its terrible magnetic
power paralyzed me.

Oh, gentlemen.

Leave, please, that robot alone.

It's in a good working condition
and it's not fit for scrap.

Thank you, unusual human being.

Maybe you're a robot, too?

No, my name is Ambrose Blot
and I am a professor.

Is there anything I could
do for you, professor?

Show me, please, the shortest way
to the Last Nature Reserve.

That's where you'll find him.
In the Last Nature Reserve.

Right, but how do we get there?

You can only get there by railway
that carries plankton.

- This map will help you...
- Thank you.

To find the last stop
in the Plankton Factory.

I wish you good luck.

Don't forget to give
my regards to Mr Blot.

Come.

Faster.

Watch your step!

Faster!

Get off, quick.
It's going on in a moment.

Attention, be careful.
We're entering the Adventure Forest.

Arnold, calm down.
Don't be a crybaby.

Don't look around.
Look straight ahead.

Quiet.

Who are you and where
are you going?

We're looking for Mr Blot.

Welcome to the Adventure Forest.

I hope our monsters haven't
pestered you too much.

It's very nice of you to visit
Professor Blot.

Mr Ambrose Blot missed his children

and was worried that you have
completely forgotten about him.

Chicken, hurry straight to Mr Blot
and announce our visit!

The old man will be happy!

Let's get moving.

I'll lead the way along
the shore of the plankton sea.

Welcome!

It's great to see you.
Very nice.

I'm very glad.
Welcome!

It demands great courage
to reach the Adventure Forest

in the Last Nature Reserve.

I'm should like to know
what brings you here.

Before you answer my question let me
invite you to the Breakfast Glade.

I've heard that you're given
only plankton to eat.

Well, it may be nourishing
and healthy but not very tasty.

Try some delicacies from Mr Blot's
forest cuisine.

Well, are you hungry?

Attention.

Come and sit at the table, please!

Breakfast is ready.

Please, the table is ready.

Do sit down, please.

Such goodies!

- Bon appetite!
- Thank you.

So sweet!

All those creams!

I would be delighted to know
what brings you here

and what your troubles are.

Shall I start.

One of our friends, Agnieszka
has been kidnapped.

We don't even know
where and how she is.

It all started during
our school play.

She played the lead,
the Princess.

Governor!

Send me immediately back
to the Earth!

If we don't stage the play

then Mophead will not let
us take our exams.

I must tell you, my dear,

that it would be easier to bring
Mophead to the Planet Mango,

and also your whole class,
than to send you back to the Earth.

You are our only hope now, professor.

We're sure you can help us.

Thank you for your trust.

Well, I know who got Agnieszka.

I have already met that individual.

I thought that after the lesson
I had taught him,

he would once and for all
give up his disgraceful tricks.

Well...
I guess, I was mistaken.

I must have made a mistake,

when I let him get away unpunished
from the Island of Inventors.

- Melo the Laugher.
- Yes?

Get ready for a long journey.

Today we must pay a visit
at the Inter-Fairytale Travel Office,

to find out on which of the planets
the Great Electronic is now living.

I think I'll soon be able to tell you
more about your friend.

If I am lucky,
I shall bring her back with me.

I know where to find you.

Let me come with you, professor.

I'm sure I can help.

I appreciate your courage, my boy,
your attitude of a real man,

but I am not sure I can let you face
the dangers that are awaiting us.

He'll go on our behalf.

Well, in that case say goodbye
to your friends.

I must transform myself
before our journey.

Farewell.

Director, it's an urgent matter.

- Out of the question.
- Maybe it can be possible?

Maybe we can find
another way out?

To Bald Mountain you can fly
on your broom, easily!

It's our turn now.

How's my request?
It's backed up by Lucifer.

How many times am I to tell you that
all tickets to the Planet AVO-CADO,

were sold a month ago.

The hell with it.

Snow Queen,

we have no tickets to the planet
of Eternal Winter.

You get there by way of Andromeda

but the spaceport there
is closed for repairs.

Excuse me, just a moment.

Welcome the most famous professor.

It's great honor for us.
What can we do for you?

- Good morning.
- Good morning, Mr Bubble.

Oh, sorry, director Bubble.

I believe that you know very well

where your ex-boss
the Great Electronic lives now.

Sure enough!

Although I have broken away
completely from my infamous past,

his Electronic Highness
bestows a dubious honor on me,

sending me a birthday card from
the planet of Mango every year.

I see.

We must see him immediately.

Three tickets, please, for the next
spacecraft to the planet of Mango.

I'm very sorry, professor, but...

the planet of Mango is
in the constellation of Titans

and we have no regular
connection with it.

If there are no regular flights
we shall hire a spacecraft.

Shan't we?

And you will help us, Mr Aloysius!

I can only recommend
the Kasate Sisters.

They run the Best Spacecraft
Hire Service.

Here's the film.

The Earth, the Sun, Venus, Mars

And a thousand stars in the sky

The whole system turns round its way

Point out the planet you want to visit

And don't be afraid to take
The star ticket in your hand and fly

Soft landings

The Kasate sisters

Will open the way to the stars

To the lucky stars

The Kasate sisters

Fly with us this one time

The Kasate sisters

Fly with us this one time

The only problem is,

That not all their charter
flights are registered.

Therefore it might help if you...

mentioned my name in your
conversation with them.

Maestro, please.

I call you, Ghost of Meteor,

to come and appear to us.

My name is Ambrose Blot,

I am a professor of cosmology.

We come on recommendation
of director Aloysius Bubble.

We apologize to all those
waiting for the arrival

of the space-shuttle on the
Mars-the Moon-the Earth

route for a three-day delay.

Passengers leaving for Venus

are kindly requested to take
seats in the helicopter.

The departure of the helicopter

for the spaceport will
take place in 15 minutes.

Passenger Dondzillo is requested
to report at the custom clearance desk.

Attention, please.

Passenger Dondzillo is requested to
report to the station guard officer.

We can put at your disposal, professor,

our six-engine excursion
spacecraft Orlon.

Which takes up to 3000 passengers.

We don't have an excursion in mind.

Another spacecraft, ready for use after
general repairs, is the MONK cruiser

which took part in the victorious
battle of the Mars Moon.

Oh, the Mars Moon.

I need an exceptionally
fast spacecraft.

Here is the fastest pursuit
spacecraft VOLTAN II,

four engines, one hundred guns,

and only eight strong crew to man
and serve this fabulous gem.

I think this spacecraft
will fully satisfy us.

There's just one great difficulty.

We have no pilot and
qualified commander.

This can delay the start.

I personally know a pilot,

who will take the command of this
pursuit spacecraft with pleasure.

- Who do you mean?
- My father.

Commander Max Benson.

The VOLTAN II pursuit spacecraft
takes off from any position.

It does not have
the modern laser control,

its engine has already
done good service

but it is always reliable.

Perhaps it would be
better if you stayed.

No, professor.
I must find Agnieszka.

I gave my word to our class
and to myself.

I admire your courage,
Melo the Laugher.

After this expedition
you're going to be famous

among children all over our planet.

Well, it's a space fashion collection.

Nothing to laugh at!

The VOLTAN II crew cabin is air-tight,

it has stabilized air-pressure
and own gravitation field.

The regulations stipulate for helmets
to be worn during the first phase.

- Because of the gravity load at start.
- Bravo.

All this sounds a bit anachronic to me.

Personally I'd rather travel in
a modern laser controlled capsule.

Hallo, VOLTAN.

Get ready for take off in
airway 28842.

The VOLTAN II pursuit spacecraft
ready for countdown.

Well, the fish is in the net.

What is it?

- A finger.
- What?

We have a connection
with the planet Earth.

Colonel Aloysius Bubble on the line
in the telecosmic booth.

You're lucky.
Off with you, you cabbage head.

But remember, in future this chamber
is to be sparkling clean.

Otherwise I'll transform you
into a vacuum cleaner.

Well, what're you waiting for?

Emperor, here's Aloysius Bubble,
at your service.

I can see you.

What is it, colonel Bubble?

I report the completion of the task.

A moment ago professor Blot,

took off in the direction
of the planet MANGO.

Bravo, general Bubble.

See you soon.

Notified in advance,
the Great Electronic,

can't wait to see the VOLTAN II

reach the area of the Triangle of Titans.

- You can take off the helmet.
- At last!

Yes, my dear.

Our flight is in the hands
of our automatic pilot.

In front of us, a whole day flight to
the sphere of the Triangle of Titans.

Try to get some sleep.

Do you think I could sleep
in such a situation?

Professor Blot,

none of the books written about you...

gives the information where
and when your first appeared

in the fairy-tale world.

Is this a secret?

Were you born with
the title of professor?

No.

Well, dear friends,
if you are really interested

I may go back in my memory
to the times

when I had no idea at all what my life
would be like in the fairy-tale world.

Yes, please.
Do tell us.

It happened in the times of the last
but one Chinese emperor,

of the Ming dynasty.

It was there that I met my
enemies for the first time.

They appeared in the emperor's court
dressed up like Portuguese monks.

My further life was to be determined
by the secret of the dynasty.

Call doctor Pai-Hi-Wo.

Let everybody leave the room.

I want to be left alone
with doctor Pai-Hi-Wo.

You've always been faithful,

loyal and honest to me,
doctor Pai-Hi-Wo.

Despite your young age...

you've always been the light
of my eyes

and peace of my conscience.

Today, when my last moment has come,

I intend to disclose to you a great
secret of the Ming dynasty

and I beg you to carry out
my requests.

Oh, the greatest of the greatest,

the most magnificent
of the most magnificent,

thank you for your words,

in which your grace
lightens my littleness.

I want you to know that your request,

although unuttered yet,

can already be regarded as fulfilled.

I call the guards of the great secret.

Come closer.

Put it here.

The casket contains the present...

we got from the space visitors,

who came to see us on their
fiery kite from another world.

The present,

is the sign of a new era
in the history of mankind.

This scroll contains a description

of all features of that unusual object.

I entrust you with it.

Keep a close watch over it

because many centuries
will have to pass

before the mankind is ready
to use fully these secrets.

Let it be so.

Have a look at this young shogun here.

Now comes my request.

This young man...

is a nephew of a powerful ruler
in the distant Europe,

till now he lived in
the Wo-Si-Yang castle,

where he analysed, at my orders,

the magic qualities of
a mineral called silicon.

I want you to make him the guard
of the great secret's seal.

I also want you to impart
all your knowledge to him.

Do you hear me?

It will be as you wish,
my most magnificent lord.

Tell me your name, young man.

My name is Ambrose Blot,
your learned highness.

Don Philippe!

Don Philippe!
And what next?

Unbelievable!

And so I came to share all
secrets of doctor Pai-Hi-Wo

and became his pupil and
later also his friend.

Fascinating.

And when did you last see
doctor Pai-Hi-Wo, professor?

It was a very long time ago.

When Adolf,

or rather the mechanical doll
of Philip, the barber

destroyed some of our secrets,
doctor Pai-Hi-Wo decided to hand

the emerald casket over to
the Prime Minister of the Planet.

Why are you asking about this, dad?

Your question is very
interesting, indeed.

Because strangely, the mystery
of the emerald casket

appeared in my life at some point, too.

Tell us about it, Dad.

I was an ordinary pilot then,
a spotter pilot.

One day, quite unexpectedly,
I was called to appear...

before admiral of our space fleet.

Captain Max Benson of
Spotter Flight Section.

I called you, captain Benson, to entrust a
mission of special responsibility to you.

I must put you under an obligation
to keep this absolutely secret.

I'm at your disposal, admiral.

We're in a very difficult situation,
even dramatic.

A prototype of a star carrier,
SARATOGA, had a break-down.

It was forced to land and
crushed against a rock.

The thing is, there is
a confidential consignment

containing secret information for
the Council of the Planetary Union.

The consignment cannot get
into the wrong hands.

We suspect that agents
of other civilizations...

have been sent to our planet.

If they managed to get
hold of these materials,

our planet might be
expelled from the Union.

I understand my order, admiral.

What is the shape of
the lost consignment?

It is a small, emerald box
in the shape of

a Chinese pagoda
in a metal container.

I was transferred immediately in
a civilian helicopter of old type,

to the area where SARATOGA's
crash took place.

Commandos accompanying me...

were not informed as to the
purpose of the expedition.

On arrival and after locating
the remains of the spacecraft

I was to leave my helmet with our
broadcasting station set for reception

thus cutting all contact
with the headquarters.

At midnight I reached the Night
Base of Reconnaissance Flights.

I was so tired that I paid
no attention to the fact that,

the base, which recently became
the property of a private company,

had no military protection.

Captain Max Benson of the
Reconnaissance Flights Section.

Just a moment.

Miss Sandy,

take captain Benson to the suite
under the dome on the first floor.

Do you wish anything, captain?

I was absolutely exhausted

but the thought of the container's
content would not let me go to sleep.

I decided to have a look
inside the Chinese box

just to satisfy my curiosity.

At dawn I handed the container
to the admiral.

Next day,

we were both called to report to
the Prime Minister of the Planet.

After you.

Mr Prime Minister, here's
captain Benson.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Delighted.

Captain Benson...

In recognition of your service
to our whole Planet...

for your courage,
initiative and discretion

during the Saratoga operation...

I decorate you with
the Star of the Winners

and promote you to the
rank of commander.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you very much.

That's not all.

As of tomorrow you take the command
of our Early Warning Space Force.

Here's your nomination.

I can't stop thinking about one issue.

What was in that box that was so
precious to the Interplanetary Union?

I think I know the answer
to your question.

The emerald box contained a map of other
intelligent civilizations in the Universe.

Your story contains one more
very important question.

The things you're talking
about are so interesting

that I've quite forgotten
about Agnieszka.

But this is the most
important thing now

and that's why we're going
to the Planet of Mango.

I'm hungry.

I can't stand the look of all
these creams and sweets.

You'll never know, Paping,

what barley soup or meat
dumplings taste like!

And there are enough fruit drops here
to feed our whole class for a year.

What's this?

Here's the Information Ball.

I call the Phantomisation Headquarters.

- The Spy-Ball.
- The Dracula-Ball!

Here, have a look at yourself.

Spy on yourself.

Attention, I've discovered
an unidentified spherical,

object during my routine
observation inspection.

Attention!

I report discovering an
unidentified spherical object.

I start continuous observation.

Blockade of the Information Ball?

The hell with the Ball.

We must get ready.

Commander.

I'm afraid I'm not fit
to travel in space

because of my great imagination.

Try to sleep.

Easier said than done.

Sleep

Dream

Sleep, princess, close your eyes

Sleep now

Sleep tight

Sleep, princess, close your eyes

Sleep now

Sleep tight

I have a request for you.

I've been asking you to compose a rock
opera for me for over a year now!

I had no inspiration.

But now, that we've got our daughter,
I'm going to write it in no time.

I would like you to put our
princess to sleep.

She hasn't slept a wink
since she came to Mango.

Sleep brings hope

Everything is possible in sleep

Sleep little princess

Let true dreams come to you

Put Mr Andersen's fairy-tales
under your pillow

Put your head on your pillow

The dream stage is opening now

A lullaby in the style of Mango

A mixture of a waltz and tango

And also a minuet

Strange as this planet

A lullaby in the style of Mango

A mixture of waltz and tango

And also a minuet

Strange as this planet

When did you become the Governor?

Five years ago the Planet of Mango
was incorporated

into the interplanetary
corporation of Powder Producers.

I became the Governor.

I like Papings and my wife,
Linella, wields the power.

However, since the Great Electronic
came to live on our planet,

our life has become very nervous.

I want to tell you,
my dear princess,

that once the Planet of Mango
was called the Bird Planet

because it was populated by birds only.

They had their own king, their parliament
and various associations.

The Bird King ruled the planet till

the insatiable producers of crests

organized a penal expedition against the
inhabitants of the Planet of Mango.

A great battle took place
on the canary field.

The inhabitants were defeated,
the planet was defeated

of course, it was plucked
to the last feather.

The bird-like Papings
survived till today

because they had neither
wings nor feathers.

That's interesting.

My great grandfather lived on Earth

He sighed to the sky all the time

Oh, dear God I need three sons

He didn't have to wait long

Three lazy boys were born

And among them was my grandfather

My grandfather was lazy

On the outskirts of the world

He shook the star dust off his hair

And he used to fly to Jupiter

He had about a hundred sons there

Cosmically vain brothers

One of them was my father

The devil take him

My daddy was a man of powerful build

He enjoyed his space visits so much

That he gave me two hundred
brothers, gloomy fellows

If I only wanted to want

I might have a thousand sons

But all I want is a daughter

I can swear

You'll have everything here,
everything

Do you agree
Tell me

Daddy Caramello is waiting

It's a very funny story, indeed.

Who's squeaking here?

It's a scandal.

Who dares to break my order?
Who dares to laugh?

What does it mean, Mr Caramello?

Laughter is a powerful
enemy of our guest.

If there is anything that can
make him weak it is laughter.

Unfortunately, I myself and my subjects
have long forgotten how to laugh.

We are in the sphere
of the Triangle of Titans.

We'll start landing manoeuvre
in an hour.

Commander.

I've got the thing
I've been looking for.

- Where?
- Naturally, in my mind.

All the time I was trying to find out

what was there in common
in your unexpected promotion

and your sudden dismissal
so soon afterwards.

I was missing one word only,
which you've just uttered.

Manoeuvre.

You've been manoeuvred twice.

First they wanted to recover
the emerald box, didn't they?

And the second time?

Was it the disappearance of the
ARGO 1417 which you couldn't help?

No!
Certainly not!

- So you think...
- Yes, Commander.

The second time was also
connected with the emerald box.

It was hidden in the hold
of the Argo 1417

and lost together with that spacecraft.

I don't want to think what may happen
if it gets into the wrong hands.

I've called you all here
to witness an epoch-making event.

Here's my mortal enemy.

The man who humiliated me and forced me to
flee my empire on the Inventors' Island.

He's now going to face his fate.

The invention I managed to make thanks
to the hospitality of the Governor

will help me to teach that
insubordinate eccentric,

that parody of a scientist,
that witch in a professor's skin.

In a moment you will witness
the phantomisation of Mr Blot.

And his three pitiful friends,

Commander Benson,
Groszek, his son

and that pitiful monster
Melo the Laugher.

Groszek!

- You are cruel and evil!
- Quiet, you horrid chit of a girl.

But mere change into an electronic
figurine is not enough for that coxcomb.

He will also be put to
the torture of the labyrinth.

We wouldn't like to offend you but
we don't see anything funny in it

and in order not to make you
angry we prefer to leave now.

Sure.
Get out.

You're only spoiling my fun.

Well, how's it going?

Let's go, Manuel.
What terrible bad manners!

Professor!

We can hear you.

So, professor, you're in my hands.

I would like to give you a chance,

however, so that you could
properly see my generosity.

In a moment you will
start your crossing

of the computer games world,
whose programs

I created especially for you.

Here's the map of the labyrinth

from which you have
to find the way out.

If you manage this I shall
give you your freedom back.

Your chance is in the joystick,

by which you can manoeuvre
a rushing platform.

Careful, you're flying
over the Boiling Sea.

One for you, you old,
blasted artful chap.

But wait, I've got
something special for you.

Come monsters, nightmares,
and dregs of cosmic space!

Give them a good hiding.

Governor, we must help them somehow.

That old brute will never let them
free from that electronic trap.

But how do you want to
do it, my little girl?

If only Groszek or Kuba were here.

They know more about
all these computers

than that horrible Great Electronic.

Just a moment.

I can establish contact
with Groszek.

Mr Caramello, could you take
the Great Electronic away

from that monitor screen for a moment?

My dear, it seems quite impossible.

He's so engrossed in his
instrument of torture

that it is impossible
to draw

him out of the chamber before
the end of the program.

Sometimes he even falls
asleep at his console.

Fall asleep?
You said "fall asleep"?

Dear Mr Caramello, we must put
him to sleep, somehow.

I think we can find some way.

Papings, come here.

What now?

You will have to surrender
and ask for forgiveness.

- Groszek, you're all our hope.
- I'll do my best, professor.

Only you can win with the computer.
Stop, stop!

Oh, no.
I must have mixed up the keys.

Now, this is right.

Oh, what's that?

- Something is blocked.
- Forward, quick.

Let's get away.

Wait.

- I don't know anything now.
- Careful.

Where was it?

Wait, I'll know it in a moment.

Sleep

Dream

Over the planet it's dark already

Put your head in front
Of your monitor screen

Sleep tight

Over the planet it's dark already

Put your head in front

You've brought it on yourself,
you know-all!

Sleep tight

Oh, we're slowing down.

Emperor!

Groszek!

Groszek, do you hear me?

Groszek!

Groszek, can you hear me?

Agnieszka!

Agnieszka, do you know
the phantomisation code?

Yes, the keys...

Try to press them
in the reverse order.

Agnieszka!

We've put him to sleep with a song.

We're having visitors.

It's time.
Farewell.

Madam, a Rock-Comet is going to land
on our planet in a minute.

Well, at last we'll be able
to perform your rock-opera.

We shall invite Mr Blot.

In the rays of the sunshine
Like glass wool

The flight of the comet
Took light years

The beginning of the world

And yet with each moment of our flight
Something jammed the sky peace

Front and side

With great force, and terrific speed
Wildly whirls everywhere

The silver rubbish

Destroyed probes, old rockets
Are changing the cosmic space

Into the rubbish heap

If you see it

If you hear it

Save the blue of our sky at least

Save the space

At least for yourself

If you see it

If you hear it

Save the blue of our sky at least

Save the space

If for yourself only

When everybody went to greet
the passengers of the Rock-Comet,

Commander Max Benson decided
to have a closer look

at the Great Electronic's equipment.

An idea bothered him all the time,

that any moment it could be
used against other

defenceless spacecrafts
peacefully travelling in space.

Suddenly he saw in the view-finder
some remains of a space probe.

He aimed at it and pressed
the phantomisation code.

Welcome all our dear guests.

It's a dance in the style of Mango

A mixture of a waltz and tango

And also a minuet
Strange as this planet

I, Manuel Caramello de Bazar,
would like to greet cordially

all guests who arrived
on our Planet.

It's a dance in the style of Mango

A mixture of waltz and tango

And also a minuet

Strange as this planet

Princess Sandra, the crew and the
passengers of the Rock-Comet,

the fearless travellers,

Groszek, his father, Max Benson,
and my dear Melo the Laugher.

It's a dance in the style of Mango

A mixture of waltz and tango

And also a minuet

Strange as this planet

I want to greet professor
of Practical Cosmology,

a great friend of children,
Ambrose Blot.

Professor, please.

Hallo, dear friends.

My very dear friends.
I'm glad that the Planet of Mango,

the central planet in
the Pudding System,

Has freed itself from the usurpatory
rule of the Great Electronic.

I'm glad that time the children won

who have mastered so beautifully

the completely incomprehensible
world of computers.

If there is anything
that overshadows my joy,

it is the fact that on this planet
there exist powerful, hostile to us,

machines constructed by
the Great Electronic.

Governor, professor, listen!

I have just discovered that
the phantomisation equipment

can be used to clean the cosmic space
from all rubbish.

It's going to serve us,
the people.

Bravo commander.
The rest is a song.

In a labyrinth of strange events

Among fears, adventures, dreams

An idea comes into being
An idea becomes mature

And it is worth to sing it out

Long live the new
Glittering inventions

In the hands of joyful young people

The first law in the world
Of the fairy-tales.

Is not to admonish and not to bore

There is freedom in your childhood

It's a waste of time to make wise faces

And even the most important matters

Are not more important
Than games and playing

In a labyrinth of strange things

Among fears, adventures, dreams.

An idea comes into being
An idea becomes mature

And it's worth to sing it out

There is enough madness in youth

Among ice, winds and wings rustle

This is wiser than wisdom

And more reasonable than reason

There is enough madness in youth

Among ice, winds and wings rustle

It's wiser than wisdom

And more reasonable than reason

Come!

Sit down here.

You know, Groszek.
I have a surprise for you.

With the sweets I got from
Mr Caramello,

there also came a very strange box.

Here you are.
It's for you.

The Ming dynasty box!

It contains a secret we, the people
of the Earth, are not up to yet.

Let's leave in on the Planet of Mango.

Well, my dear?
Time to go back to the Earth.

To our Natural Reserve, isn't it?

Oh, no, professor.
I shall stay here, on the Planet of Mango.

I've decided to set up the Melo the
Laugher Academy here, among the Papings.

Congratulations, a very good idea.

- Thank you, professor.
- I've already heard about it somewhere.

And so we come to the end
of our story.

I know that your curiosity has
not been wholly satisfied yet.

You would sure like to know what
was in the mysterious emerald box.

I shall present it to you
on condition

that what you see will
remain the strictest secret.

This is the great secret
of the Ming dynasty.

- Who is it?
- No strangers.

What can I do for you, gentlemen?

We have verified information
that somewhere here...

there is some broken
computer to repair.

We want to repair it, boy.