The Little Alien (2022) - full transcript
It tells the story of Allan, who moves with his father to an apartment block on Amager after his parents get divorced.
But this is crazy!
You know this is a once
in a lifetime opportunity.
It's too much at the moment.
It won't be "too much" for him
knowing that his mom can't cope
with him?
I can't keep having this
conversation again and again.
How do you tell your kid
that you're getting divorced?
- I don't know. - And if you
can't, then I'll have to.
Are you also going to tell him
that he has to live somewhere
else?
Is he awake?
What if he heard it?
Stop, stop, stop... Stop.
- I'm all alone. - How do we
tell him about the divorce?
What if I never get any new
friends? Maybe I'm being a
handful.
Doesn't she care about me?
LITTLE ALLAN
Turn it down!
Well, it doesn't look
too impressive, but...
I'm sure there are many kids
here. Probably in the other
court or inside.
I'm sorry! I was reading my
horoscope. I was looking more
inward than outward.
- Are you okay?
- That adds some spirit.
We'll cover it over with a good
lick of paint or a nice quote.
Forget that. We just need it on
the second floor to the left.
Number 47.
Seriously? Number 40... I live
at number 74 over at Towergrove
Road.
7-4, 4-7, eh? I think the
universe is trying to tell us
something.
The universe is telling me quite
a bit these days. It keeps
babbling.
I yell, "Can we get some peace
and quiet?" But only in jest.
Yes, yes...
Oh my God! They're here.
I've moved so much stuff up and
down these stairs I almost feel
at home here.
In a way, I leave a little piece
of myself with all the people I
help move.
A piece of Ruth. I'm doing it
again! Those boxes won't move by
themselves.
And I meant these boxes! Stop
me, for God's sake! I can
keep...
- You coming?
- Yes.
- We'll arrive first. Eh, Dad? -
Yes. Let me see what I can carry
here.
Like I always say: Moving house
is a clean-up, both outwards and
inwards.
Your energy tells me that a
clean-up might be a good thing.
Sorry, that's just my
personality. I'm sensitive to my
customers' signals.
- With you, it's down in the
dumps. - No, no. I'm fine.
I can tell that you'd really
like a box with "Mom" on it. Am
I right?
Yes... Or no. I... I'm only
staying here for the summer
holidays.
My mom just got a new job. She
got a top job at Mug, Jug &
Plate.
And that's a once in a
lifetime opportunity.
Later on, I'll spend ten days
with my dad here and four days
with my mom in...
No, let me say it straight:
Shouldn't this wall be yellow?
Yellow is a difficult, but brave
color, and I sense that your
dad's a brave man.
I think you need some sunlight
all the way in your living room.
I breathe through light and
love, and I think you guys need
that.
Should we get some color
samples? Greenish yellow would
look nice here.
Or we could take a chance with a
burnt orange. Would that be too
much?
Maybe we should wait with
the paint. Do you like it?
Yes... It's going
to be really nice.
Ups. Where did that come from?
Welcome to øren Ryge Live.
Another beautiful late summer
evening. It's happening now...
This is Kate from Mug, Jug &
Plate. This is my answering
machine.
Leave a message,
and I'll get back to you. Bye!
Hi, Mom. I just wanted to say...
hi. And tell you that I'm doing
fine here.
Dad's fine too. Tomorrow I'm
going to look for other kids
here, and...
And I miss you.
Since I met you here, Leonard -
- I'm not just a girl anymore.
Dad doesn't get it.
We've become
two branches on the same tree -
- with new leaves.
Nothing can separate us.
Oh my God!
They are here now,
Missy! Awesome!
- What are you looking at?
- Nothing.
- Teddy can't poop with people
looking. - No. I'm sorry. It's a
very nice dog.
Come, Teddy. Let's find a place
where you can poop in peace.
Yes, yes. Maybe...
DO NOT DISTURB
Hello?
Stop. Ouch!
You almost look human, but you
won't fool this vice president
that easily!
You're a scout
from an alien invasion fleet -
- who has taken on human form.
Yeah, I know all your tricks!
- Did you come from beyond? -
Originally, I came from a small
town.
Don't try anything. I have a big
dog in here, and it's very
hungry.
I'm not trying anything.
I'm Little Allan.
Sure thing, "Allan". Alien!
Since you arrived, there's been
strange activity. Constant
signals!
- Is that a bad thing?
- What is your purpose here?
- I just want to find some
playmates. - There's no playing
here. Just go home!
But I can't. My mom's busy. She
got a new job at Mug, Jug &
Plate.
And that's not just a job.
It's a way of life.
An alien with detailed knowledge
about the Mug, Jug & Plate
shops.
Very strange.
Maybe you're not the alien.
- Yes...
- Can I go now, then?
Sure... If you want to miss out
on a grand experience.
I have an idea,
and it's amazing. Cracker?
- Thanks.
- Have a seat.
Two seconds max.
For almost 20 years -
- I've moved the antennae around
in vain to make contact with
outer space.
As soon as you arrived,
the signals started coming!
Your presence here obviously
attracts extra-terrestrial
signals.
- You're special.
- Huh?
I believe that you're
a human antenna!
- Do you understand?
- Yes... No.
I'll have 50 tinfoil rolls
delivered from the supermarket -
- that we'll wrap around you and
then connect you to a wiring
system.
Then we'll hoist you up on the
roof, connected to my even
higher antennae -
- and then we'll communicate
with them using our brain waves!
It all begins at 11 PM tonight,
little Antenna.
- I'd better head home.
- Look at me, Antenna!
An invasion fleet is headed our
way. This is for the very
survival of Earth.
It's for your mom, for your dad.
It's... for Missy.
- For whom?
- For Missy.
- What's your name?
- Missy. No, Walt.
Nice to meet you, Walt.
I'd better get back home.
Do you swear that you'll come?
Swear on Missy.
I swear... on Missy.
Nice. I'll see you at 11 PM,
little Antenna. Don't be late.
Of course not. Sorry!
Awesome!
- Did something happen, honey?
- No, no.
I'm fine.
They look like this.
The amazing thing about
dahlias is that there are -
- not hundreds, but
thousands of different sorts.
From the tiniest ball to some
that are the size of a plate.
I've had those every year.
Finally, little Antenna.
We can't miss the invasion.
No...
Yes. I know precisely
how we're going to do this.
See, we'll take this...
Here... Lift your arms... No.
Yes!
- There!
- Have you ever been an antenna?
If only I'd had that honor. But
now, that's out of the question.
Due to my chronic shin
inflammation. I can't leave my
flat.
Okay. What if they see all that
tinfoil and think I'm a giant
packed lunch?
I happen to know from some
confidential archival material -
- that they don't use lunch
packs at all... in outer space.
Okay...
Now we're getting there...
Like that. Yes, yes, yes.
There!
What if the aliens
ask me questions?
- Well, they won't.
- But what if they do?
I've been the vice president of
Towerville UFO Club for almost
17 years.
Obviously, they're not
going to talk to the antenna!
But if it is an invasion fleet -
- then it's likely that they'll
try to destroy us with a sonic
implosion.
- That sounds dangerous. -
Exactly! That's why this is
important.
For the future of this planet,
little Antenna. And for Missy.
Of course.
Who is Missy actually...?
Missy was the most beautiful
creature in this world, Antenna.
- I think... - I'm not the only
one who says that.
We'd have to go far outside this
galaxy to find a similar beauty.
Her golden time was the seven
years we lived in Sweden -
- where she lived as a man to
compete against the best in ski
jumping.
She called herself öran
Petterson. The world was
watching -
- when the last jump pitted
öran, that is Missy...
Oh my God! Are you up there?
Vice president calling human
antenna. What is your status?
Over.
What is your status? Over.
Antenna here. No aliens. Over.
- Perfect. Can you see anything?
- No. Or yes. A man with a dog.
- Has he spotted you?
- I don't think so.
People tend to frown at the
use of human antennae, you see.
Try to take on more
of an antenna-esque shape. Over.
Okay...
Yes.
Amazing. And now...
Now we just wait.
Human antenna calling
the vice president. Over.
If it wouldn't be
too much trouble -
- I think I'd like to get
down now. It's raining a lot.
Walt?
I have a dog!
Oh no, no!
Antenna?
Little Antenna!
Unbelievable! Come on.
Come on, you stupid, lousy UFO!
I should've never come down
here! I'll never be in time for
my presentation.
You... You saved me.
Welcome to "Talking to
Earthlings for Beginners".
"Good evening. How's your
ca... your family and career?"
- What?
- "Lovely evening."
"We don't meet often.
Let's have a coffee soon."
Try the new travel guide to...
"I'd like to be alone
due to problems at home."
- Okay. What's your name?
- Really...! "My name is Obama."
"I'm from Silkeborg. My hobbies
are fish and the internet."
My name's Little Allan. I'm from
a small town, and I like fish
too.
And I like badminton
because of the fancy outfits.
I see. But I guess you
must get going? Crap!
- You never saw a thing, Little
Allan! - No! I won't say a
thing.
I'll be in big trouble
if you tell anyone.
Just leave quietly and don't
utter a word to anyone.
Yes...
Can you smell something, Teddy?
Running, running, running...
You're in such a hurry.
- What are you doing?
- Helping you. You saved me too.
- Did you catch a scent? - Down
here! Come on, camouflage.
Where are we going,
little darling?
No... No, Teddy,
are you seeing what I'm seeing?
No...
Look at this. Yes...
Something was here for sure.
Yes, Teddy darling. I know.
That's odd...
- Oh no... This is not
happening. - What?
Very strange... Teddy! You can't
just hang there in mid-air.
- Help! The camouflage is
broken. - What on earth...?
No! Daddy's little
Teddy darling!
Come on. Follow me.
- Where are we going?
- Hurry!
We'll hide over there.
- Why couldn't you leave me be?
- I wanted to help. You saved
me.
Only because of the project!
It's two days till my
presentation.
No one's ever travelled to
another solar system to do a
school project!
You wouldn't get it, but I know
it'll be the very best thing in
my class.
- No. He took it!
- What?
- My UFO! Why did he do that?
- I don't know.
- There he is!
- Can't you use your ray gun?
I mean without hitting them?
- It's just a pencil sharpener.
- What?
A pencil sharpener! What are
you waiting for? After him!
We'd better go to Walt's flat.
He's been vice president of a
UFO Club.
- So I guess you know him?
- No.
I don't know a thing about the
boy who fell from the roof!
- But it's me, the antenna. -
Have you come from the other
side?
No, I'm from a small town.
Walt... This is Obama.
- My name's actually Britney.
- Britney?
Britney, Walt.
Walt, Britney. Walt?
Walt?
Here we go.
A little TV, perhaps?
But Father,
I'd do anything to win her hand.
No peasant girl gets to live at
this castle as long as I'm
alive!
- Would you like a cup too?
- Sure... Maybe just half a cup.
There you go. A little dip.
Wow.
Stop! Not Missy. That's mine!
I knew it. This is the spearhead
of the invasion fleet, Antenna.
We're doomed.
- Stop! It's a pencil sharpener,
Walt. - No! I'm too young to be
sharpened.
No one will be sharpened.
Be calm. He's harmless.
- What's he doing with his
hands? - Surrendering.
- Be careful. She can read our
minds! - No.
Can't you read each other's
minds? I can if I want to.
- Do you want to?
- I don't know. Maybe.
- Doesn't she care about me?
- How do you tell your kid...?
Knowing that his mom
can't cope with him?
Missy... Contact has been
established, Antenna.
Stop! He doesn't like it.
It's just her feature week about
Earth. She saved me when I fell.
But she crashed, and a man took
her spaceship. She can't go home
now.
- What can I do about that?
- We have to do something.
I think he lives in the
basement. He was a big man with
a small dog.
- Oh my God! That's Bjarne, our
janitor. - Is he a bad man?
No, just incompetent. He hasn't
fixed the noisy water pipe in my
kitchen.
- No, it's rather... his
brother. - "Towerville UFO
Club's new president."
We need to get to that spaceship
before he does. Patrick, that
arsehole!
Shake, shake, shake...
Yes, it's hard to choose.
My, look at that. You're so
cute. My little, lovely friend.
On the shelf you go.
Now you can greet me from there.
Oh my, how it's ringing.
Telephone for my...
the private collector.
- The private collector
speaking. - This is Bjarne.
What do you want, bro?
You're calling at a bad time.
I'm just stuffing a little
goodnight squirrel. I'll be
damned!
- Miss Daisy, it has happened!
- Has it?
We can finally find the answer.
Does life exist in outer space?
And can it be stuffed?
This is so exciting!
That looks damn gorgeous,
Miss Daisy! I must say.
Can I tempt you with a
night-time massage as well?
This is my dog.
It's been on telly all his life.
For 11 years now.
We have an agreement...
- Where are you going?
- Just to see my friends.
- You've already made friends?
- Yes.
- You're handling this so well.
- See you later, okay?
Strange. I've never seen him
use his fancy tablecloth.
- Maybe he's having guests. -
The janitor only has his Teddy.
That's his dog. Teddy must be
walked at 12:15 AM every day.
That usually only takes a few
minutes, but lately Teddy has
had stomach issues.
- Stomach issues? -
Constipation. Difficulty
pooping.
- You know... Poop.
- What a shame.
That gives you guys at least
15 minutes to get the UFO.
I can't give you the castle,
but I can give you my heart.
You had your chance
at the harvest festival.
You had your chance
at the harvest festival.
She's moved on to the finer
porcelain. Missy loved that set.
This will look nice. Let's hope
Patrick can eat some sponge
cake.
And a French fry for you, Teddy.
You want more fries?
Huh? French fries!
Well, I guess it's
time for your walk.
There he is!
The coast is clear.
The time is now!
Is that a good spot?
Is this where you want to poop?
Well? Yes, just smell around.
- Let's move on, Teddy.
- That's it.
Human antenna calling the
vice president. We're in.
- Amazing! Can you locate the
spaceship? - Spaceship located.
Lovely, kids.
This is going frigging great!
Yes, yes! Yes.
Oh my God!
I'll be right there, dear.
Imagine living like this. You
wouldn't think we were related.
Disgusting!
No one has class like you.
Oh my God... Patrick.
There's an emergency situation.
- Hurry up!
- We're almost ready.
Hurry! Our time is short.
Bro, Miss Daisy. Lovely to see
you. We're just doing something
here -
- but afterwards
we can have sponge cake.
We're not having any damn
sponge cake here. Show it to me!
But Teddy and I might want
to talk about a reward.
Teddy loves French fries,
and they are expensive.
Everyone can have fries
when I have that creature.
Yes, yes. Of course. I have its
flying saucer in the basement.
We just need to...
- Just... - That's quite a
liberty to take.
Can't you guys step back a bit?
Teddy can't do it with people
looking.
I can assure you
we aren't looking.
Just... Just, just...
Come on!
- What's your lucky number?
- 318,020,073...
Let me try my birthday.
Keep it inside.
Ouch. Yes, it hurts now, but I
promise you'll feel relieved
afterwards.
Stop talking to that dog as if
it were a person. It's bloody
annoying!
You seem a bit strained
from all this family time...
Not now! If I lose the ultimate
object in the ultimate
collection due to this -
- they'll both end up on
my wall. No discussion!
- That is only just.
- Something's happening!
Keep it inside, Teddy.
You can do it!
Oh no... Wait.
If that mutt doesn't poop
within the next five seconds -
- I'll gut it and tear
every last poop out of it!
- That might just be a tad
too... - Five, four, three,
two...
- Okay.
- Holy cow! Well done. Good dog!
Antenna, Teddy is empty. I
repeat: Teddy is empty. They're
on their way back!
- We have to go!
- Perhaps we can...
- Are you sure that's a good
idea? - Yes, it always works
with lasers.
We have to leave
before they get here.
No, not the sponge cake!
- Come. This way. - After them!
Get them, Miss Daisy!
- Walt, they're after us!
- Patrick can't get her.
- What should we do? Come! -
Hurry over to the old UFO club.
Towerville UFO Club.
It's been abandoned for years.
- You can hide there. - But
how...? I got it. In the box!
"Be aware of what's right in
front of you." You don't have to
tell me twice!
- Is that Little Allan from
number 47? - I need something
moved in a hurry!
I know how you feel.
No, no... No! Ouch!
- Like that. Let's go rock 'n'
roll! - Hurry up!
I love that kind of enthusiasm.
I can't get enough of it. Let's
go!
After them!
Hey, bro. No. Wait! Wait!
Teddy, Teddy, Teddy!
Ouch!
Where are we taking the box?
- To...
- 4 Tulip Road.
- 4 Tulip Road. - Right. "Faith
can move mountains."
"The rest is up to Ruth's
Boxes." That's a slogan!
Speaking of nails, is your
father hammering in nails at
home?
Yes, he's busy with... the
decor. The flat's going to be
nice.
He had a very strong energy in
that room. He's a Gemini, right?
I was thinking of dropping by
with a couple of cold ones, to
offer my help.
If he can save
a couple of boxes for me!
- Can you go a bit faster?
- That moving energy is rare.
Have you considered
a job in the removal business?
- I might. - Keep it in the back
of your mind.
- Sure. - Thinking about your
future job.
- Miss Daisy, step on it!
- Fifth gear.
Bravo!
Hold on to your hats and collar!
Hold tight, Teddy.
How does being little
in a brand-new place feel?
- Fine. Actually, it's going
swell. - You have a kind of
closed energy.
A difficult box to open.
You're Aquarius, right?
- Is there another way?
- You're right. I went too far.
They're getting away.
That's no way to drive!
- Are you okay? We have to hide
here. - But I have to get back
home!
We can't go back for your
spaceship. We must wait until
they've left. Come.
TOWERVILLE UFO CLUB
- My presentation is tomorrow! -
If they find you, you won't get
home.
Well... You never
did a presentation yourself?
Britney...
Britney, look at that.
"Vice president".
Oh...
"President"?
- What does it say?
- "Top... secret".
What does it mean?
It means something very secret
that you can't tell anybody.
I hope we can be friends.
If you'd like to be my friend,
why don't you just say so?
- Antenna calling the vice
president. - I have a dog!
Antenna calling the vice
president! We're safe in the UFO
club.
That is lovely! And I'm alert,
keeping an eye on... on...
- Walt?
- Oh no, no...
- Oh no!
- What's happening?
Nothing. Everything's good.
- Wow. Was that me? - No. Look!
This is my favorite fish.
I think much of the project will
be about dolphins. Mostly them.
They are pretty cute. But I
don't think dolphins are a fish
species.
- It's a mammal, I think. - I
don't understand this planet!
It looks like a fish. It does
look amazing, with the dolphins.
- That doesn't matter if it's
wrong. - No, I know it will be a
good project.
- How do you know that? - Why's
the project so important to you?
Because... The others
think I'm a bit weird.
I don't have any school friends,
but if the project turns out
well -
- then I can... I have to
make that presentation.
I'm sure they don't think you're
weird. We'll get your spaceship
tomorrow.
- You're doing it again.
- What?
You pretend everything's okay
when it's not.
And you pretend to be happy,
but you aren't.
Sure, I am. I am happy.
I'm all alone.
- What if I never find new
friends? - Divorce...
- You are sad. Why not just say
it? - I am happy.
No, you're not. You pretend
not to be sad, but you are.
- I'm just trying... - Your
parents' divorce makes you sad.
You miss your mom and keep
thinking of her saying she
couldn't cope with you.
- No! That's not true at all.
- Then why are you thinking it?
- I'm not. That's not how it is.
- Just admit it.
I'm handling this very well!
My sign is actually Pisces.
I've sensed an incredibly
sensitive energy from you.
That's typical Pisces.
Did you know that?
I'm Aries myself. Aries
and Pisces. Oh my!
No, sparks will fly instantly!
I'm blushing here.
You'd better leave. My German
shepherd, King, will be home
soon -
- and he's not
eaten for two days.
- I know there's an alien here.
- What are you talking about?
Enough! Spit it
out, vice president.
That election was pure politics.
You know that as well as I.
You got 14 votes
in a club with only 7 members.
Leonard, ever since that time in
the barn... I've thought of
nothing else.
Bad boy.
The light from the stable
window. Your stretched-out body.
Your warm breath on my chest.
I became a woman, Leonard.
And nine months from now, it
won't just be the two of us
anymore.
What on earth is that? It looks
like the first issue of UFO News
from 1973.
- Tear it up, Bjarne!
- No. No...
We can also break
the heater's thermostat.
- It takes time getting a
replacement. - Do shut up.
- But they have to be
custom-made. - Do it!
And we've only just begun.
Is that a pack of crackers?
They need to be
dipped in the coffee, eh?
- That's a bit too much...
- No, that turns them soft!
You can only make it stop by
telling me where you're hiding
the alien.
- Never!
- It's your alien. I get that.
However, I'm just
suggesting sharing a bit.
Yes, yes. I remember her.
I remember when she left you.
She got fed up with you spending
all your time in the club...
- Missy would turn in her grave
if... - What grave?
She lives in a residential home
at Towerville Square.
- Missy is dead!
- No, she's not.
Eh? And now you wish to prove to
her that aliens exist. Am I
right?
Let's say you give me the alien.
But you get the credit.
You'll be on the UFO News cover.
The great hero, Walt.
The man who found life in outer
space. Might Missy not return to
you then?
Don't do it, Walt.
As long as the alien ends up on
my wall, stuffed. That's a
pretty fair deal, eh?
Never! Not on your life.
I could also send my butler,
Miss Daisy, down to tell your
dear Missy -
- that you've turned into a
slovenly old man with a
comb-over -
- and swollen shins, getting his
food delivered from the
municipality. Huh?
- This is your butler speaking.
- Miss Daisy, could I ask you
to...
Okay, okay!
- But only if I can show her to
Missy. - Of course.
They are... in
the old clubhouse.
- No, Walt!
- Get him!
No. Stop. I'm sorry! Antenna!
- We'll just talk to the boy,
Teddy. - Miss Daisy, drive over
here.
I'm sorry, little Antenna.
Hurry, Britney!
They're on their way!
- We made it here first.
- Stay away from her!
Yes, yes...
And now we need to talk
to your green friend in private.
Stop!
- Out of my way.
- Stop that. Let her out!
Tell the vice president the
deal's off. I crossed my fingers
the whole time.
Me too! Double cross
negates everything, right?
Do shut your trap, Bjarne.
- Drive, Miss Daisy. Go!
- No, don't take her!
Walt, come in. Come in.
Human antenna calling
the vice president. Come in.
Come in! They took her. They
took Britney. Walt, are you
there?
Walt? You stupid UFO nerd!
Stupid club, stupid flat!
Stupid... everything!
Welcome, everyone, to Britney's
project about planet Earth.
Many creatures inhabit the
Earth. For instance birds -
- plaice, cats, woodlice.
And dolphins.
Dolphins are so cute.
Clearly a favorite. Almost.
Because the species taking up
most space is humans.
In a way, humans look a lot
like us from outer space -
- but one thing about them
makes them different.
They can't read
each other's minds like us.
That makes everything difficult.
Check this out.
Here's an Allan. Or a Little
Allan, as they call this one.
- Mom and I won't live together
anymore. - We're getting
divorced.
I would go berserk in that
scenario. But look at what
Little Allan does.
That's probably for the best.
I've lived here my entire life.
- I was hoping for some changes.
- You're handling it so well,
honey.
He keeps it all hidden inside
himself, and he's not the only
one.
Humans are concerned about what
others think and hide what they
think.
The secrets often turn into
what they call "loneliness".
Loneliness makes
them unhappy inside.
They believe their thoughts to
be wrong, so they hide them
away.
Stop, stop, stop...
It's a pity, because
that's not true.
If only they could understand -
- that they can only feel better
by daring to express their
feelings.
Mom, Dad? No, stay here!
Note to self: Dolphins are not
fish even if they look like it.
They are mammals!
Searching for spaceship...
Spaceship not located.
- It's an antenna.
- Not located.
TOWERVILLE
Can we discuss that
reward sometime?
Shut the hell up, Bjarne! Step
on it, Miss Daisy. It'll be
stuffing time soon!
And that's my favorite time!
Walt!
They took her! You
have to help me.
- I can't. - But do you know
where they took her?
No. Patrick has always
been very "private".
- We can't just give up now. -
If it wasn't for these stupid
shins...
- You have to help me, Walt.
- But I don't know where she is.
We can find out. Look. Britney's
thingy is trying to contact her
UFO.
I think it's an antenna,
and you're the antenna expert.
I'm sorry. It's probably best
that I stay in here... forever.
Britney needs you. If you don't
act, nothing happens. Just like
with Missy.
You know nothing about my Missy!
I know you don't dare say you
miss her. You fear she doesn't
feel the same way.
And that it will
hurt too much again.
I know, because I also miss...
Little Antenna.
We need it up high. That's
what works about antennae!
- Signal available.
- It's working!
- Come. Let's go.
- Well... That...
Do you still have that one?
Missy!
If one hooks a gorgeous fish
like you, it's just about
reeling you in!
- "Come here!" It can't go fast
enough. - I agree.
Where's he going? It's late.
I think he's building something
in your allotment garden.
We don't own an
allotment garden.
Go directly inside to the
machine. I need to stuff it
right away.
- Turn right.
- We need to turn?
Allan?
What is this place?
First road in the roundabout!
Amazing!
Let me see it.
How are we going to make
this one? The tiger?
Or a classic? Fetch! I feel
the need to think long and hard.
Your taste is always exquisite.
Nice compliment, Miss Daisy.
What do you think?
I don't think I'm quite
the right person to ask. Well...
It's probably due to my
childhood. Ever since Jennifer
disappeared -
- I've probably always had more
of a preference for the living
ones.
Yes, we did everything together.
She was there when
I got bullied.
When I couldn't sleep at night.
When Dad called me a sissy boy.
She was always there.
But one day the door was open -
- and Jennifer had run away. I
wasn't good enough for her
either.
Fortunately Bjarne never found
out that I stuffed Jennifer.
He was never all that bright.
What's going on?
I'm not thinking about anything!
I'm not
thinking about anything at all!
Get her in the machine. Pronto!
- If we had time for color
samples... - I'm calling Kate.
Wild horses couldn't stop me. I
feel like adding a little
splotch.
This is Kate from Mug, Jug &
Plate. This is my answering
machine.
- This is the place.
- Oh my.
- It's locked!
- Jump in, little Antenna.
Time for a trick
that Missy taught me.
Britney?
Patrick has always been a scary
fellow. Kind of impressive too.
Come on, Walt. It's this way.
Britney, where are you?
Well, well...
No, it's empty! I'll find her.
You have to get the spaceship
down.
- Leave this to the vice
president. - Hurry up!
This is always so exciting!
Britney?
Some music while I work
would be lovely now, Miss Daisy.
Yes, that's a wonderful tune.
- And with a yellow umbrella. -
How you spoil me. It's
wonderful.
For Missy!
We may need to make the
conveyor a bit faster next time.
It could be the carburetor.
Maybe we need to spin the
transmission shaft.
I don't give a crap!
Oh no! No...
There.
Teddy?
Go away now. Go!
I'm sorry, Britney.
What the hell is
happening in there?
Amazing!
- No!
- What the hell?
I'm moving fast. Hush.
Who do we have here? And here?
Look what I found!
Yes. Let's see if I can still do
it by hand, the old-fashioned
way.
- Let's tie you up. - Are you
okay? Did they hurt you?
I don't know what
we're going to do now.
Let's see if these old hands
still have what it takes. Oh
yes...
Get in there. Stop
that. Come on...
Damn it, this is so frigging
annoying. Try licking it. Come
on...
You seem to be a bit tense.
I'm not tense! I'm
excited to see -
- what's hidden inside
such a little, new friend.
It's so hard to choose.
I'll take this one. Oh yes!
I don't know what
we're going to do now.
What the hell's happening?
- I can hear what you're
thinking. - I've got it. Say
what I'm thinking.
Stop! Or I'll expose
the truth about Jennifer.
Stop! Or I'll expose
the truth about Jennifer.
- What truth about Jennifer? -
There is no truth about
Jennifer.
Yes. Your brother
stole Jennifer and stuffed her!
- That's not true.
- Yes, it is. See for yourself.
She is
in the box over on the bookcase.
Daddy's coming, darling.
- Jennifer!
- That's not Jennifer.
It's just a hamster I ran into
in front of the supermarket.
I made that bow for her.
What is this, huh?
You and that stupid hamster.
You had everything.
And what did I have?
Which little furball loved me?
Miss Daisy, violin.
Didn't you think that my
lonesome heart longed for a
friend as well?
I just wanted to borrow her.
I wanted to give her everything.
But the ungrateful critter
whined constantly.
For a whole night, she tried to
get out. There was only one
thing to do.
Do you get it?
Stuffed things never leave you.
- I'll never leave you... -
Don't touch me like that, Miss
Daisy.
- You murdered Jennifer! - Sure,
but we can't change that now.
And now we'll shut
you up for good.
No more. No one else
will get stuffed here!
Don't do it! Please, Bjarne!
I'm so sorry!
That's the wrong... lever.
Smashing isn't nice! Oh no,
there's more of them, damn it.
No!
Get out of the way, Teddy.
Ouch, by Saturn!
- No, don't bite.
- Ouch.
I'm sorry I destroyed
your project...
No worries. I have a
backup in the spaceship.
Get them away from me!
Oh god, no... They are wild!
What?
Yes, yes. A final battle
for the presidency!
We should never have been
in the same club.
There, there, little friends.
Damn it! No, ouch, ouch!
I think there's some air
in the pipes in my kitchen.
- I'll take a look when I'm
back. - Walt, come on!
- Thanks.
- That's what I'm here for.
Get them away from me!
Not like that, Miss Daisy.
For Missy!
I can see Sweden! Wonderful!
- Reading minds is pretty smart.
- I told you!
The presentation... I can
still make it if I leave now.
- If I don't fly now, I won't
make it! - What about us?
- We'll just take the bus,
Antenna! - Quick. I must exit
the atmosphere!
We'll meet in our thoughts,
my green friend.
- Are you just going home? - I
must. I have the presentation.
But... But I thought we were...
- You want to say something? Say
it! - But... But...
I thought we were friends.
Goodbye.
I can't wait to get home
and have coffee and a cracker.
You know what? My leg
doesn't hurt so much anymore.
The municipality lady said it
would be good for me to get out
more.
I didn't get to tell her that
I'll miss her. I didn't say
goodbye properly.
No, it all went a bit fast.
Now it's all the same again.
Nothing ever gets better.
No. But I do think she's got a
point, our little green friend.
- I have something to say.
- What is it?
It's something
I should've said ages ago.
Missy!
Then why does he start behaving
like this? It's not like him at
all.
- Maybe it's not just my fault!
- Don't you keep an eye on him?
Sure, I do! But I can't do it
all the time. I'm also a human
being...
- Stop! - There you are, honey!
Are you okay?
Stop fighting! Stop!
- Where have you been?
- You don't care!
That's not true. We do care.
No, you don't! You fight
constantly. You just think I'm
handling it so well.
No, we always care about you.
No. You only care about your new
job, and you sit on the sofa all
the time!
I heard what you told Dad.
That you can't cope with me.
That's not the case. You are
the most precious thing we have.
I know you think I'm handling
it well, but I'm not.
I just want it all to go away.
I want things to be like before.
Come here.
- Why can't everything be normal
again? - Maybe something will be
a new normal.
For all of us. Maybe this new
normal will be very, very good.
There, there, honey.
I've looked everywhere in the
area, and he's just not...
Holy smokes! You're just fine
right there, my friend, huh?
Ruth, this is my mom. Mom, this
is Ruth. She helped us move.
All's well that ends well.
You know what?
I have a big batch of barbecue
sausages I can't eat myself.
Or I shouldn't eat them myself
in any case!
So how about we have a super
lovely housewarming party up on
the roof?
I'm so sorry about
all this, honey.
- I missed you so much.
- I missed you too.
- I never knew you could walk up
here. - Hi, Missy. Nice to meet
you.
- Hello, my friends.
- Hi. You're so cute.
- Are you my son's new friend?
- Friend, collaborator, comrade.
You have a wonderful kid.
Cheers for you, little Antenna.
Cheers! Bottoms up!
Britney!
- Where are you going?
- I'll be right back.
Isn't the view beautiful?
Why are you here?
What about the presentation?
I had some unfinished business
down here first. Your party
looks fun.
Yes. It sure is.
I'm sorry I just left.
I'm sorry I didn't say a proper
goodbye. It was just because...
I'll miss you.
I know. Luckily, we live
in the same universe.
Yes. Luckily.
Remember to express your
feelings. It's a long way down
here.
I can't come flying constantly
to read your mind!
I will. I promise.
Goodbye, Britney.
Goodbye, Little Allan.
We'll meet again.
You know this is a once
in a lifetime opportunity.
It's too much at the moment.
It won't be "too much" for him
knowing that his mom can't cope
with him?
I can't keep having this
conversation again and again.
How do you tell your kid
that you're getting divorced?
- I don't know. - And if you
can't, then I'll have to.
Are you also going to tell him
that he has to live somewhere
else?
Is he awake?
What if he heard it?
Stop, stop, stop... Stop.
- I'm all alone. - How do we
tell him about the divorce?
What if I never get any new
friends? Maybe I'm being a
handful.
Doesn't she care about me?
LITTLE ALLAN
Turn it down!
Well, it doesn't look
too impressive, but...
I'm sure there are many kids
here. Probably in the other
court or inside.
I'm sorry! I was reading my
horoscope. I was looking more
inward than outward.
- Are you okay?
- That adds some spirit.
We'll cover it over with a good
lick of paint or a nice quote.
Forget that. We just need it on
the second floor to the left.
Number 47.
Seriously? Number 40... I live
at number 74 over at Towergrove
Road.
7-4, 4-7, eh? I think the
universe is trying to tell us
something.
The universe is telling me quite
a bit these days. It keeps
babbling.
I yell, "Can we get some peace
and quiet?" But only in jest.
Yes, yes...
Oh my God! They're here.
I've moved so much stuff up and
down these stairs I almost feel
at home here.
In a way, I leave a little piece
of myself with all the people I
help move.
A piece of Ruth. I'm doing it
again! Those boxes won't move by
themselves.
And I meant these boxes! Stop
me, for God's sake! I can
keep...
- You coming?
- Yes.
- We'll arrive first. Eh, Dad? -
Yes. Let me see what I can carry
here.
Like I always say: Moving house
is a clean-up, both outwards and
inwards.
Your energy tells me that a
clean-up might be a good thing.
Sorry, that's just my
personality. I'm sensitive to my
customers' signals.
- With you, it's down in the
dumps. - No, no. I'm fine.
I can tell that you'd really
like a box with "Mom" on it. Am
I right?
Yes... Or no. I... I'm only
staying here for the summer
holidays.
My mom just got a new job. She
got a top job at Mug, Jug &
Plate.
And that's a once in a
lifetime opportunity.
Later on, I'll spend ten days
with my dad here and four days
with my mom in...
No, let me say it straight:
Shouldn't this wall be yellow?
Yellow is a difficult, but brave
color, and I sense that your
dad's a brave man.
I think you need some sunlight
all the way in your living room.
I breathe through light and
love, and I think you guys need
that.
Should we get some color
samples? Greenish yellow would
look nice here.
Or we could take a chance with a
burnt orange. Would that be too
much?
Maybe we should wait with
the paint. Do you like it?
Yes... It's going
to be really nice.
Ups. Where did that come from?
Welcome to øren Ryge Live.
Another beautiful late summer
evening. It's happening now...
This is Kate from Mug, Jug &
Plate. This is my answering
machine.
Leave a message,
and I'll get back to you. Bye!
Hi, Mom. I just wanted to say...
hi. And tell you that I'm doing
fine here.
Dad's fine too. Tomorrow I'm
going to look for other kids
here, and...
And I miss you.
Since I met you here, Leonard -
- I'm not just a girl anymore.
Dad doesn't get it.
We've become
two branches on the same tree -
- with new leaves.
Nothing can separate us.
Oh my God!
They are here now,
Missy! Awesome!
- What are you looking at?
- Nothing.
- Teddy can't poop with people
looking. - No. I'm sorry. It's a
very nice dog.
Come, Teddy. Let's find a place
where you can poop in peace.
Yes, yes. Maybe...
DO NOT DISTURB
Hello?
Stop. Ouch!
You almost look human, but you
won't fool this vice president
that easily!
You're a scout
from an alien invasion fleet -
- who has taken on human form.
Yeah, I know all your tricks!
- Did you come from beyond? -
Originally, I came from a small
town.
Don't try anything. I have a big
dog in here, and it's very
hungry.
I'm not trying anything.
I'm Little Allan.
Sure thing, "Allan". Alien!
Since you arrived, there's been
strange activity. Constant
signals!
- Is that a bad thing?
- What is your purpose here?
- I just want to find some
playmates. - There's no playing
here. Just go home!
But I can't. My mom's busy. She
got a new job at Mug, Jug &
Plate.
And that's not just a job.
It's a way of life.
An alien with detailed knowledge
about the Mug, Jug & Plate
shops.
Very strange.
Maybe you're not the alien.
- Yes...
- Can I go now, then?
Sure... If you want to miss out
on a grand experience.
I have an idea,
and it's amazing. Cracker?
- Thanks.
- Have a seat.
Two seconds max.
For almost 20 years -
- I've moved the antennae around
in vain to make contact with
outer space.
As soon as you arrived,
the signals started coming!
Your presence here obviously
attracts extra-terrestrial
signals.
- You're special.
- Huh?
I believe that you're
a human antenna!
- Do you understand?
- Yes... No.
I'll have 50 tinfoil rolls
delivered from the supermarket -
- that we'll wrap around you and
then connect you to a wiring
system.
Then we'll hoist you up on the
roof, connected to my even
higher antennae -
- and then we'll communicate
with them using our brain waves!
It all begins at 11 PM tonight,
little Antenna.
- I'd better head home.
- Look at me, Antenna!
An invasion fleet is headed our
way. This is for the very
survival of Earth.
It's for your mom, for your dad.
It's... for Missy.
- For whom?
- For Missy.
- What's your name?
- Missy. No, Walt.
Nice to meet you, Walt.
I'd better get back home.
Do you swear that you'll come?
Swear on Missy.
I swear... on Missy.
Nice. I'll see you at 11 PM,
little Antenna. Don't be late.
Of course not. Sorry!
Awesome!
- Did something happen, honey?
- No, no.
I'm fine.
They look like this.
The amazing thing about
dahlias is that there are -
- not hundreds, but
thousands of different sorts.
From the tiniest ball to some
that are the size of a plate.
I've had those every year.
Finally, little Antenna.
We can't miss the invasion.
No...
Yes. I know precisely
how we're going to do this.
See, we'll take this...
Here... Lift your arms... No.
Yes!
- There!
- Have you ever been an antenna?
If only I'd had that honor. But
now, that's out of the question.
Due to my chronic shin
inflammation. I can't leave my
flat.
Okay. What if they see all that
tinfoil and think I'm a giant
packed lunch?
I happen to know from some
confidential archival material -
- that they don't use lunch
packs at all... in outer space.
Okay...
Now we're getting there...
Like that. Yes, yes, yes.
There!
What if the aliens
ask me questions?
- Well, they won't.
- But what if they do?
I've been the vice president of
Towerville UFO Club for almost
17 years.
Obviously, they're not
going to talk to the antenna!
But if it is an invasion fleet -
- then it's likely that they'll
try to destroy us with a sonic
implosion.
- That sounds dangerous. -
Exactly! That's why this is
important.
For the future of this planet,
little Antenna. And for Missy.
Of course.
Who is Missy actually...?
Missy was the most beautiful
creature in this world, Antenna.
- I think... - I'm not the only
one who says that.
We'd have to go far outside this
galaxy to find a similar beauty.
Her golden time was the seven
years we lived in Sweden -
- where she lived as a man to
compete against the best in ski
jumping.
She called herself öran
Petterson. The world was
watching -
- when the last jump pitted
öran, that is Missy...
Oh my God! Are you up there?
Vice president calling human
antenna. What is your status?
Over.
What is your status? Over.
Antenna here. No aliens. Over.
- Perfect. Can you see anything?
- No. Or yes. A man with a dog.
- Has he spotted you?
- I don't think so.
People tend to frown at the
use of human antennae, you see.
Try to take on more
of an antenna-esque shape. Over.
Okay...
Yes.
Amazing. And now...
Now we just wait.
Human antenna calling
the vice president. Over.
If it wouldn't be
too much trouble -
- I think I'd like to get
down now. It's raining a lot.
Walt?
I have a dog!
Oh no, no!
Antenna?
Little Antenna!
Unbelievable! Come on.
Come on, you stupid, lousy UFO!
I should've never come down
here! I'll never be in time for
my presentation.
You... You saved me.
Welcome to "Talking to
Earthlings for Beginners".
"Good evening. How's your
ca... your family and career?"
- What?
- "Lovely evening."
"We don't meet often.
Let's have a coffee soon."
Try the new travel guide to...
"I'd like to be alone
due to problems at home."
- Okay. What's your name?
- Really...! "My name is Obama."
"I'm from Silkeborg. My hobbies
are fish and the internet."
My name's Little Allan. I'm from
a small town, and I like fish
too.
And I like badminton
because of the fancy outfits.
I see. But I guess you
must get going? Crap!
- You never saw a thing, Little
Allan! - No! I won't say a
thing.
I'll be in big trouble
if you tell anyone.
Just leave quietly and don't
utter a word to anyone.
Yes...
Can you smell something, Teddy?
Running, running, running...
You're in such a hurry.
- What are you doing?
- Helping you. You saved me too.
- Did you catch a scent? - Down
here! Come on, camouflage.
Where are we going,
little darling?
No... No, Teddy,
are you seeing what I'm seeing?
No...
Look at this. Yes...
Something was here for sure.
Yes, Teddy darling. I know.
That's odd...
- Oh no... This is not
happening. - What?
Very strange... Teddy! You can't
just hang there in mid-air.
- Help! The camouflage is
broken. - What on earth...?
No! Daddy's little
Teddy darling!
Come on. Follow me.
- Where are we going?
- Hurry!
We'll hide over there.
- Why couldn't you leave me be?
- I wanted to help. You saved
me.
Only because of the project!
It's two days till my
presentation.
No one's ever travelled to
another solar system to do a
school project!
You wouldn't get it, but I know
it'll be the very best thing in
my class.
- No. He took it!
- What?
- My UFO! Why did he do that?
- I don't know.
- There he is!
- Can't you use your ray gun?
I mean without hitting them?
- It's just a pencil sharpener.
- What?
A pencil sharpener! What are
you waiting for? After him!
We'd better go to Walt's flat.
He's been vice president of a
UFO Club.
- So I guess you know him?
- No.
I don't know a thing about the
boy who fell from the roof!
- But it's me, the antenna. -
Have you come from the other
side?
No, I'm from a small town.
Walt... This is Obama.
- My name's actually Britney.
- Britney?
Britney, Walt.
Walt, Britney. Walt?
Walt?
Here we go.
A little TV, perhaps?
But Father,
I'd do anything to win her hand.
No peasant girl gets to live at
this castle as long as I'm
alive!
- Would you like a cup too?
- Sure... Maybe just half a cup.
There you go. A little dip.
Wow.
Stop! Not Missy. That's mine!
I knew it. This is the spearhead
of the invasion fleet, Antenna.
We're doomed.
- Stop! It's a pencil sharpener,
Walt. - No! I'm too young to be
sharpened.
No one will be sharpened.
Be calm. He's harmless.
- What's he doing with his
hands? - Surrendering.
- Be careful. She can read our
minds! - No.
Can't you read each other's
minds? I can if I want to.
- Do you want to?
- I don't know. Maybe.
- Doesn't she care about me?
- How do you tell your kid...?
Knowing that his mom
can't cope with him?
Missy... Contact has been
established, Antenna.
Stop! He doesn't like it.
It's just her feature week about
Earth. She saved me when I fell.
But she crashed, and a man took
her spaceship. She can't go home
now.
- What can I do about that?
- We have to do something.
I think he lives in the
basement. He was a big man with
a small dog.
- Oh my God! That's Bjarne, our
janitor. - Is he a bad man?
No, just incompetent. He hasn't
fixed the noisy water pipe in my
kitchen.
- No, it's rather... his
brother. - "Towerville UFO
Club's new president."
We need to get to that spaceship
before he does. Patrick, that
arsehole!
Shake, shake, shake...
Yes, it's hard to choose.
My, look at that. You're so
cute. My little, lovely friend.
On the shelf you go.
Now you can greet me from there.
Oh my, how it's ringing.
Telephone for my...
the private collector.
- The private collector
speaking. - This is Bjarne.
What do you want, bro?
You're calling at a bad time.
I'm just stuffing a little
goodnight squirrel. I'll be
damned!
- Miss Daisy, it has happened!
- Has it?
We can finally find the answer.
Does life exist in outer space?
And can it be stuffed?
This is so exciting!
That looks damn gorgeous,
Miss Daisy! I must say.
Can I tempt you with a
night-time massage as well?
This is my dog.
It's been on telly all his life.
For 11 years now.
We have an agreement...
- Where are you going?
- Just to see my friends.
- You've already made friends?
- Yes.
- You're handling this so well.
- See you later, okay?
Strange. I've never seen him
use his fancy tablecloth.
- Maybe he's having guests. -
The janitor only has his Teddy.
That's his dog. Teddy must be
walked at 12:15 AM every day.
That usually only takes a few
minutes, but lately Teddy has
had stomach issues.
- Stomach issues? -
Constipation. Difficulty
pooping.
- You know... Poop.
- What a shame.
That gives you guys at least
15 minutes to get the UFO.
I can't give you the castle,
but I can give you my heart.
You had your chance
at the harvest festival.
You had your chance
at the harvest festival.
She's moved on to the finer
porcelain. Missy loved that set.
This will look nice. Let's hope
Patrick can eat some sponge
cake.
And a French fry for you, Teddy.
You want more fries?
Huh? French fries!
Well, I guess it's
time for your walk.
There he is!
The coast is clear.
The time is now!
Is that a good spot?
Is this where you want to poop?
Well? Yes, just smell around.
- Let's move on, Teddy.
- That's it.
Human antenna calling the
vice president. We're in.
- Amazing! Can you locate the
spaceship? - Spaceship located.
Lovely, kids.
This is going frigging great!
Yes, yes! Yes.
Oh my God!
I'll be right there, dear.
Imagine living like this. You
wouldn't think we were related.
Disgusting!
No one has class like you.
Oh my God... Patrick.
There's an emergency situation.
- Hurry up!
- We're almost ready.
Hurry! Our time is short.
Bro, Miss Daisy. Lovely to see
you. We're just doing something
here -
- but afterwards
we can have sponge cake.
We're not having any damn
sponge cake here. Show it to me!
But Teddy and I might want
to talk about a reward.
Teddy loves French fries,
and they are expensive.
Everyone can have fries
when I have that creature.
Yes, yes. Of course. I have its
flying saucer in the basement.
We just need to...
- Just... - That's quite a
liberty to take.
Can't you guys step back a bit?
Teddy can't do it with people
looking.
I can assure you
we aren't looking.
Just... Just, just...
Come on!
- What's your lucky number?
- 318,020,073...
Let me try my birthday.
Keep it inside.
Ouch. Yes, it hurts now, but I
promise you'll feel relieved
afterwards.
Stop talking to that dog as if
it were a person. It's bloody
annoying!
You seem a bit strained
from all this family time...
Not now! If I lose the ultimate
object in the ultimate
collection due to this -
- they'll both end up on
my wall. No discussion!
- That is only just.
- Something's happening!
Keep it inside, Teddy.
You can do it!
Oh no... Wait.
If that mutt doesn't poop
within the next five seconds -
- I'll gut it and tear
every last poop out of it!
- That might just be a tad
too... - Five, four, three,
two...
- Okay.
- Holy cow! Well done. Good dog!
Antenna, Teddy is empty. I
repeat: Teddy is empty. They're
on their way back!
- We have to go!
- Perhaps we can...
- Are you sure that's a good
idea? - Yes, it always works
with lasers.
We have to leave
before they get here.
No, not the sponge cake!
- Come. This way. - After them!
Get them, Miss Daisy!
- Walt, they're after us!
- Patrick can't get her.
- What should we do? Come! -
Hurry over to the old UFO club.
Towerville UFO Club.
It's been abandoned for years.
- You can hide there. - But
how...? I got it. In the box!
"Be aware of what's right in
front of you." You don't have to
tell me twice!
- Is that Little Allan from
number 47? - I need something
moved in a hurry!
I know how you feel.
No, no... No! Ouch!
- Like that. Let's go rock 'n'
roll! - Hurry up!
I love that kind of enthusiasm.
I can't get enough of it. Let's
go!
After them!
Hey, bro. No. Wait! Wait!
Teddy, Teddy, Teddy!
Ouch!
Where are we taking the box?
- To...
- 4 Tulip Road.
- 4 Tulip Road. - Right. "Faith
can move mountains."
"The rest is up to Ruth's
Boxes." That's a slogan!
Speaking of nails, is your
father hammering in nails at
home?
Yes, he's busy with... the
decor. The flat's going to be
nice.
He had a very strong energy in
that room. He's a Gemini, right?
I was thinking of dropping by
with a couple of cold ones, to
offer my help.
If he can save
a couple of boxes for me!
- Can you go a bit faster?
- That moving energy is rare.
Have you considered
a job in the removal business?
- I might. - Keep it in the back
of your mind.
- Sure. - Thinking about your
future job.
- Miss Daisy, step on it!
- Fifth gear.
Bravo!
Hold on to your hats and collar!
Hold tight, Teddy.
How does being little
in a brand-new place feel?
- Fine. Actually, it's going
swell. - You have a kind of
closed energy.
A difficult box to open.
You're Aquarius, right?
- Is there another way?
- You're right. I went too far.
They're getting away.
That's no way to drive!
- Are you okay? We have to hide
here. - But I have to get back
home!
We can't go back for your
spaceship. We must wait until
they've left. Come.
TOWERVILLE UFO CLUB
- My presentation is tomorrow! -
If they find you, you won't get
home.
Well... You never
did a presentation yourself?
Britney...
Britney, look at that.
"Vice president".
Oh...
"President"?
- What does it say?
- "Top... secret".
What does it mean?
It means something very secret
that you can't tell anybody.
I hope we can be friends.
If you'd like to be my friend,
why don't you just say so?
- Antenna calling the vice
president. - I have a dog!
Antenna calling the vice
president! We're safe in the UFO
club.
That is lovely! And I'm alert,
keeping an eye on... on...
- Walt?
- Oh no, no...
- Oh no!
- What's happening?
Nothing. Everything's good.
- Wow. Was that me? - No. Look!
This is my favorite fish.
I think much of the project will
be about dolphins. Mostly them.
They are pretty cute. But I
don't think dolphins are a fish
species.
- It's a mammal, I think. - I
don't understand this planet!
It looks like a fish. It does
look amazing, with the dolphins.
- That doesn't matter if it's
wrong. - No, I know it will be a
good project.
- How do you know that? - Why's
the project so important to you?
Because... The others
think I'm a bit weird.
I don't have any school friends,
but if the project turns out
well -
- then I can... I have to
make that presentation.
I'm sure they don't think you're
weird. We'll get your spaceship
tomorrow.
- You're doing it again.
- What?
You pretend everything's okay
when it's not.
And you pretend to be happy,
but you aren't.
Sure, I am. I am happy.
I'm all alone.
- What if I never find new
friends? - Divorce...
- You are sad. Why not just say
it? - I am happy.
No, you're not. You pretend
not to be sad, but you are.
- I'm just trying... - Your
parents' divorce makes you sad.
You miss your mom and keep
thinking of her saying she
couldn't cope with you.
- No! That's not true at all.
- Then why are you thinking it?
- I'm not. That's not how it is.
- Just admit it.
I'm handling this very well!
My sign is actually Pisces.
I've sensed an incredibly
sensitive energy from you.
That's typical Pisces.
Did you know that?
I'm Aries myself. Aries
and Pisces. Oh my!
No, sparks will fly instantly!
I'm blushing here.
You'd better leave. My German
shepherd, King, will be home
soon -
- and he's not
eaten for two days.
- I know there's an alien here.
- What are you talking about?
Enough! Spit it
out, vice president.
That election was pure politics.
You know that as well as I.
You got 14 votes
in a club with only 7 members.
Leonard, ever since that time in
the barn... I've thought of
nothing else.
Bad boy.
The light from the stable
window. Your stretched-out body.
Your warm breath on my chest.
I became a woman, Leonard.
And nine months from now, it
won't just be the two of us
anymore.
What on earth is that? It looks
like the first issue of UFO News
from 1973.
- Tear it up, Bjarne!
- No. No...
We can also break
the heater's thermostat.
- It takes time getting a
replacement. - Do shut up.
- But they have to be
custom-made. - Do it!
And we've only just begun.
Is that a pack of crackers?
They need to be
dipped in the coffee, eh?
- That's a bit too much...
- No, that turns them soft!
You can only make it stop by
telling me where you're hiding
the alien.
- Never!
- It's your alien. I get that.
However, I'm just
suggesting sharing a bit.
Yes, yes. I remember her.
I remember when she left you.
She got fed up with you spending
all your time in the club...
- Missy would turn in her grave
if... - What grave?
She lives in a residential home
at Towerville Square.
- Missy is dead!
- No, she's not.
Eh? And now you wish to prove to
her that aliens exist. Am I
right?
Let's say you give me the alien.
But you get the credit.
You'll be on the UFO News cover.
The great hero, Walt.
The man who found life in outer
space. Might Missy not return to
you then?
Don't do it, Walt.
As long as the alien ends up on
my wall, stuffed. That's a
pretty fair deal, eh?
Never! Not on your life.
I could also send my butler,
Miss Daisy, down to tell your
dear Missy -
- that you've turned into a
slovenly old man with a
comb-over -
- and swollen shins, getting his
food delivered from the
municipality. Huh?
- This is your butler speaking.
- Miss Daisy, could I ask you
to...
Okay, okay!
- But only if I can show her to
Missy. - Of course.
They are... in
the old clubhouse.
- No, Walt!
- Get him!
No. Stop. I'm sorry! Antenna!
- We'll just talk to the boy,
Teddy. - Miss Daisy, drive over
here.
I'm sorry, little Antenna.
Hurry, Britney!
They're on their way!
- We made it here first.
- Stay away from her!
Yes, yes...
And now we need to talk
to your green friend in private.
Stop!
- Out of my way.
- Stop that. Let her out!
Tell the vice president the
deal's off. I crossed my fingers
the whole time.
Me too! Double cross
negates everything, right?
Do shut your trap, Bjarne.
- Drive, Miss Daisy. Go!
- No, don't take her!
Walt, come in. Come in.
Human antenna calling
the vice president. Come in.
Come in! They took her. They
took Britney. Walt, are you
there?
Walt? You stupid UFO nerd!
Stupid club, stupid flat!
Stupid... everything!
Welcome, everyone, to Britney's
project about planet Earth.
Many creatures inhabit the
Earth. For instance birds -
- plaice, cats, woodlice.
And dolphins.
Dolphins are so cute.
Clearly a favorite. Almost.
Because the species taking up
most space is humans.
In a way, humans look a lot
like us from outer space -
- but one thing about them
makes them different.
They can't read
each other's minds like us.
That makes everything difficult.
Check this out.
Here's an Allan. Or a Little
Allan, as they call this one.
- Mom and I won't live together
anymore. - We're getting
divorced.
I would go berserk in that
scenario. But look at what
Little Allan does.
That's probably for the best.
I've lived here my entire life.
- I was hoping for some changes.
- You're handling it so well,
honey.
He keeps it all hidden inside
himself, and he's not the only
one.
Humans are concerned about what
others think and hide what they
think.
The secrets often turn into
what they call "loneliness".
Loneliness makes
them unhappy inside.
They believe their thoughts to
be wrong, so they hide them
away.
Stop, stop, stop...
It's a pity, because
that's not true.
If only they could understand -
- that they can only feel better
by daring to express their
feelings.
Mom, Dad? No, stay here!
Note to self: Dolphins are not
fish even if they look like it.
They are mammals!
Searching for spaceship...
Spaceship not located.
- It's an antenna.
- Not located.
TOWERVILLE
Can we discuss that
reward sometime?
Shut the hell up, Bjarne! Step
on it, Miss Daisy. It'll be
stuffing time soon!
And that's my favorite time!
Walt!
They took her! You
have to help me.
- I can't. - But do you know
where they took her?
No. Patrick has always
been very "private".
- We can't just give up now. -
If it wasn't for these stupid
shins...
- You have to help me, Walt.
- But I don't know where she is.
We can find out. Look. Britney's
thingy is trying to contact her
UFO.
I think it's an antenna,
and you're the antenna expert.
I'm sorry. It's probably best
that I stay in here... forever.
Britney needs you. If you don't
act, nothing happens. Just like
with Missy.
You know nothing about my Missy!
I know you don't dare say you
miss her. You fear she doesn't
feel the same way.
And that it will
hurt too much again.
I know, because I also miss...
Little Antenna.
We need it up high. That's
what works about antennae!
- Signal available.
- It's working!
- Come. Let's go.
- Well... That...
Do you still have that one?
Missy!
If one hooks a gorgeous fish
like you, it's just about
reeling you in!
- "Come here!" It can't go fast
enough. - I agree.
Where's he going? It's late.
I think he's building something
in your allotment garden.
We don't own an
allotment garden.
Go directly inside to the
machine. I need to stuff it
right away.
- Turn right.
- We need to turn?
Allan?
What is this place?
First road in the roundabout!
Amazing!
Let me see it.
How are we going to make
this one? The tiger?
Or a classic? Fetch! I feel
the need to think long and hard.
Your taste is always exquisite.
Nice compliment, Miss Daisy.
What do you think?
I don't think I'm quite
the right person to ask. Well...
It's probably due to my
childhood. Ever since Jennifer
disappeared -
- I've probably always had more
of a preference for the living
ones.
Yes, we did everything together.
She was there when
I got bullied.
When I couldn't sleep at night.
When Dad called me a sissy boy.
She was always there.
But one day the door was open -
- and Jennifer had run away. I
wasn't good enough for her
either.
Fortunately Bjarne never found
out that I stuffed Jennifer.
He was never all that bright.
What's going on?
I'm not thinking about anything!
I'm not
thinking about anything at all!
Get her in the machine. Pronto!
- If we had time for color
samples... - I'm calling Kate.
Wild horses couldn't stop me. I
feel like adding a little
splotch.
This is Kate from Mug, Jug &
Plate. This is my answering
machine.
- This is the place.
- Oh my.
- It's locked!
- Jump in, little Antenna.
Time for a trick
that Missy taught me.
Britney?
Patrick has always been a scary
fellow. Kind of impressive too.
Come on, Walt. It's this way.
Britney, where are you?
Well, well...
No, it's empty! I'll find her.
You have to get the spaceship
down.
- Leave this to the vice
president. - Hurry up!
This is always so exciting!
Britney?
Some music while I work
would be lovely now, Miss Daisy.
Yes, that's a wonderful tune.
- And with a yellow umbrella. -
How you spoil me. It's
wonderful.
For Missy!
We may need to make the
conveyor a bit faster next time.
It could be the carburetor.
Maybe we need to spin the
transmission shaft.
I don't give a crap!
Oh no! No...
There.
Teddy?
Go away now. Go!
I'm sorry, Britney.
What the hell is
happening in there?
Amazing!
- No!
- What the hell?
I'm moving fast. Hush.
Who do we have here? And here?
Look what I found!
Yes. Let's see if I can still do
it by hand, the old-fashioned
way.
- Let's tie you up. - Are you
okay? Did they hurt you?
I don't know what
we're going to do now.
Let's see if these old hands
still have what it takes. Oh
yes...
Get in there. Stop
that. Come on...
Damn it, this is so frigging
annoying. Try licking it. Come
on...
You seem to be a bit tense.
I'm not tense! I'm
excited to see -
- what's hidden inside
such a little, new friend.
It's so hard to choose.
I'll take this one. Oh yes!
I don't know what
we're going to do now.
What the hell's happening?
- I can hear what you're
thinking. - I've got it. Say
what I'm thinking.
Stop! Or I'll expose
the truth about Jennifer.
Stop! Or I'll expose
the truth about Jennifer.
- What truth about Jennifer? -
There is no truth about
Jennifer.
Yes. Your brother
stole Jennifer and stuffed her!
- That's not true.
- Yes, it is. See for yourself.
She is
in the box over on the bookcase.
Daddy's coming, darling.
- Jennifer!
- That's not Jennifer.
It's just a hamster I ran into
in front of the supermarket.
I made that bow for her.
What is this, huh?
You and that stupid hamster.
You had everything.
And what did I have?
Which little furball loved me?
Miss Daisy, violin.
Didn't you think that my
lonesome heart longed for a
friend as well?
I just wanted to borrow her.
I wanted to give her everything.
But the ungrateful critter
whined constantly.
For a whole night, she tried to
get out. There was only one
thing to do.
Do you get it?
Stuffed things never leave you.
- I'll never leave you... -
Don't touch me like that, Miss
Daisy.
- You murdered Jennifer! - Sure,
but we can't change that now.
And now we'll shut
you up for good.
No more. No one else
will get stuffed here!
Don't do it! Please, Bjarne!
I'm so sorry!
That's the wrong... lever.
Smashing isn't nice! Oh no,
there's more of them, damn it.
No!
Get out of the way, Teddy.
Ouch, by Saturn!
- No, don't bite.
- Ouch.
I'm sorry I destroyed
your project...
No worries. I have a
backup in the spaceship.
Get them away from me!
Oh god, no... They are wild!
What?
Yes, yes. A final battle
for the presidency!
We should never have been
in the same club.
There, there, little friends.
Damn it! No, ouch, ouch!
I think there's some air
in the pipes in my kitchen.
- I'll take a look when I'm
back. - Walt, come on!
- Thanks.
- That's what I'm here for.
Get them away from me!
Not like that, Miss Daisy.
For Missy!
I can see Sweden! Wonderful!
- Reading minds is pretty smart.
- I told you!
The presentation... I can
still make it if I leave now.
- If I don't fly now, I won't
make it! - What about us?
- We'll just take the bus,
Antenna! - Quick. I must exit
the atmosphere!
We'll meet in our thoughts,
my green friend.
- Are you just going home? - I
must. I have the presentation.
But... But I thought we were...
- You want to say something? Say
it! - But... But...
I thought we were friends.
Goodbye.
I can't wait to get home
and have coffee and a cracker.
You know what? My leg
doesn't hurt so much anymore.
The municipality lady said it
would be good for me to get out
more.
I didn't get to tell her that
I'll miss her. I didn't say
goodbye properly.
No, it all went a bit fast.
Now it's all the same again.
Nothing ever gets better.
No. But I do think she's got a
point, our little green friend.
- I have something to say.
- What is it?
It's something
I should've said ages ago.
Missy!
Then why does he start behaving
like this? It's not like him at
all.
- Maybe it's not just my fault!
- Don't you keep an eye on him?
Sure, I do! But I can't do it
all the time. I'm also a human
being...
- Stop! - There you are, honey!
Are you okay?
Stop fighting! Stop!
- Where have you been?
- You don't care!
That's not true. We do care.
No, you don't! You fight
constantly. You just think I'm
handling it so well.
No, we always care about you.
No. You only care about your new
job, and you sit on the sofa all
the time!
I heard what you told Dad.
That you can't cope with me.
That's not the case. You are
the most precious thing we have.
I know you think I'm handling
it well, but I'm not.
I just want it all to go away.
I want things to be like before.
Come here.
- Why can't everything be normal
again? - Maybe something will be
a new normal.
For all of us. Maybe this new
normal will be very, very good.
There, there, honey.
I've looked everywhere in the
area, and he's just not...
Holy smokes! You're just fine
right there, my friend, huh?
Ruth, this is my mom. Mom, this
is Ruth. She helped us move.
All's well that ends well.
You know what?
I have a big batch of barbecue
sausages I can't eat myself.
Or I shouldn't eat them myself
in any case!
So how about we have a super
lovely housewarming party up on
the roof?
I'm so sorry about
all this, honey.
- I missed you so much.
- I missed you too.
- I never knew you could walk up
here. - Hi, Missy. Nice to meet
you.
- Hello, my friends.
- Hi. You're so cute.
- Are you my son's new friend?
- Friend, collaborator, comrade.
You have a wonderful kid.
Cheers for you, little Antenna.
Cheers! Bottoms up!
Britney!
- Where are you going?
- I'll be right back.
Isn't the view beautiful?
Why are you here?
What about the presentation?
I had some unfinished business
down here first. Your party
looks fun.
Yes. It sure is.
I'm sorry I just left.
I'm sorry I didn't say a proper
goodbye. It was just because...
I'll miss you.
I know. Luckily, we live
in the same universe.
Yes. Luckily.
Remember to express your
feelings. It's a long way down
here.
I can't come flying constantly
to read your mind!
I will. I promise.
Goodbye, Britney.
Goodbye, Little Allan.
We'll meet again.