Mysteriet på Greveholm (1996–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Hus att hyra - full transcript
Hey, you! Nobody lives there.
That's not right! Every morning I throw the
paper in, and next morning it's gone.
It's not me... And that's
why I'm selling our place.
–Is it your castle?
–No, thank God!
I live over there... But not for long!
You should know that strange things happen around here...
But I've had enough. Jenny and I are moving!
What a weirdo...
Ghosts!
[The Mystery of Greveholm]
No!
Astrid, mother
Leif, father
[Part 1:
HOUSE FOR RENT]
You're dead meat!
–Watch my rocket!
–I'm so sorry...
But Dad would appreciate
getting to work in peace and quiet!
–Can't you go out and play football or something?
–With a snowball? It's super cold outside.
Dad, can't you help me build a rocket instead?
That way we could fly to space and move your satellite!
Get out of here. All of you. Do whatever
you want, as long as you leave me alone!
–But we don't have anywhere to go.
–Look at what I found in the paper!
"Big house for rent out in the countryside."
–Wouldn't it be fun to spend Christmas in the country, kids?
–You can go. I'm staying here.
–Melitta, don't you try that again.
–She just wants the parents gone so she can hit up guys!
–Ugh, you don't get anything...
–Melitta has a crush!
–Did you say "big"? How big?
–Well, if you don't know something, you just have to find it out.
–I'll at least take a look at it. Who wants to go?
–Dibs!
Let's go!
[Text: The Satellite Man!] [No TV for Christmas?]
Big bets on summer parks]
–Look, there's a picture of dad in the kiosk!
–Oh no, has he ended up on placards too?
"It's his fault that there's static
on your TV." What do they mean?
Well, you see...
Dad has a tough and important job. And
that means that things go wrong sometimes.
–So it is dad's fault that there's static?
–Not at all, but he's a scapegoat.
Who wants more channels, anyway?
I just watch channels 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6.
Who wants 7, 8, 9 and 10 too?
Not me, at least!
–But now there's static in all of the TV channels.
–Like I said, things go wrong!
Is that why we have to leave town?
No no, we're just going to celebrate
Christmas on the countryside with Grandma.
Does Grandma have to be there?
Are you sure this place is empty?
I really don't want to go back to jail.
No, we're not going back to jail...
We just escaped!
Now take it easy. Let's have fun! New car,
new clothes, and a castle full of jewellery.
–How do you know it's full of jewellery?
–Come on, even little kids know all castles are full of jewellery.
- I just want an apartment and a Volvo 740.
- A 740...
Now that's how it should be!
Dusty and abandoned... This'll be easy.
–Bless you!
–Thanks.
–Wait, why did you bless me? You sneezed.
–No, it wasn't me.
And why did you thank me
if it wasn't your sneeze?
I wasn't the one who sneezed...
Dropped the crowbar.
–What are you doing?! Close it, it's winter!
–I just wanted to look for the house.
–Ship ahoy! We've sighted land.
–Put your head down right now, that's dangerous!
Now sit in your seat, put the belt on
and close the hatch.
Ow! My hair's stuck!
–Whoops!
–Ivar, just help me and open the hatch.
–Should it be closed or opened?
–Push the button!
That's the house we'll hire?
It looks pretty dull.
Wow, a knight's castle!
- Now look at what you've done...
- That's awesome. Look, mum!
A real castle. We'll take it!
"Greveholm?" No, there's no way
that's what they wrote about in the mag.
Then it wouldn't have said
"house for sale", but "castle for sale."
But look, Mum... We're here,
and we were going there. So it's here.
Uh-huh... And how do you know they meant the castle?
"If you don't know something, you just
have to find it out." That's what you said.
Geez, it looks expensive. Dad and I aren't made of money, you know...
Dad might not even get to keep his job!
We'd be lucky to afford Christmas gifts...
–We could at least check it out.
- Ivar, honey...
Hi, sorry!
–We haven't done anything.
–Could we hire your castle?
–Assuming it's not too expensive...
–Not at all! It's for free.
No, not free! How much money do you have?
You need to make a down payment, you know...
–Do you have money? How much? 3000?
–No.
–That's great!
–You can have it for 500, but it's gotta be quick.
–Do it, Mum!
–Right, right! But we have to look around a bit.
–That might not be good.
–Go ahead. I'll take your coat. It's dusty.
- How nice of you.
- We'll stay outside, Ralph's a bit...
Is there an open oven? That'd be nice. We were
thinking of roasting marshmallows and apples for Christmas.
- Now let's go.
- Let's go, Mum!
–Hey, there's ghosts in there. What if they never get out?
–Well, I've got the money here.
Oh, clever!
- Fantastic, Ivar! Grandma has to see this.
- Does she have to?
She'll finally think we're living well off...
500, you said?
- Right, yes...
- Let's shake our hands on that!
–Uh, this key sat on the door. Want to lock it?
–No, you can keep it.
Toodle-doo!
["The Sardine's Funeral" by Olle Hedberg]
["Hit Back" by Petra Östergren]
–You're bringing a Hawaii-shirt in the winter?
–It's winter already? It was just summer!
Where did autumn go? Just imagine,
it'll be spring soon.
Well, soon you'll get enough space to work
in peace and quiet...
And solve your little problems so we don't
have to be ashamed that you're in the news!
–Alright, everything's my fault. Nyenyenye!
–Nyenyenye to you, too!
Hello? Klas, are you there?
We'll be gone for a while. But don't
be sad, you can have a Christmas gift!
But you can't open it before Christmas!
–Woah!! A spider! I hate them!
–Hey, spiders are actually helpful!
They keep the flies away... Would you
rather have a house full of flies?
-Right, kids! Time to go to the country!
- Goodbye, Klas!
When are we going back to the city? Like, just wondering.
I'll drive you to school on Monday, since I'll be
teaching them how to brush their teeth anyway.
- Not our class, right?
- Nope! ... Yours is on Tuesday.
But imagine how children would look if
I wasn't there to take care of their teeth!
It's thanks to me that
their teeth are straight and clean.
- Thanks, I know.
- Melitta, it's for your own sake...
No pain, no gain!
Look, there's a spider on your knee.
A killer!
It might be Klas, my pet!
Ow!
–Oh no! You've killed him!
–No, no, he must've gotten away.
Good for you... Otherwise I would've
liked an even bigger and crawlier pet!
Look, there's the castle!
–Welcome to Greveholm! What do you think?
–No way, are we gonna live here?
Wow, it's like a video game.
–Dibs on picking a room! And office.
–Dad, we could build a rocket here!
The keys!
Oh my god, I've forgotten the keys!
I knew it! Too good to be true...
Something always has to go wrong.
Right, let's pack up and go home.
Ta-da! I am King Arthur,
and this is my castle!
[Fanfare]
English translation based on Swedish subtitles:
SVT Undertext (c) Sveriges Television AB
That's not right! Every morning I throw the
paper in, and next morning it's gone.
It's not me... And that's
why I'm selling our place.
–Is it your castle?
–No, thank God!
I live over there... But not for long!
You should know that strange things happen around here...
But I've had enough. Jenny and I are moving!
What a weirdo...
Ghosts!
[The Mystery of Greveholm]
No!
Astrid, mother
Leif, father
[Part 1:
HOUSE FOR RENT]
You're dead meat!
–Watch my rocket!
–I'm so sorry...
But Dad would appreciate
getting to work in peace and quiet!
–Can't you go out and play football or something?
–With a snowball? It's super cold outside.
Dad, can't you help me build a rocket instead?
That way we could fly to space and move your satellite!
Get out of here. All of you. Do whatever
you want, as long as you leave me alone!
–But we don't have anywhere to go.
–Look at what I found in the paper!
"Big house for rent out in the countryside."
–Wouldn't it be fun to spend Christmas in the country, kids?
–You can go. I'm staying here.
–Melitta, don't you try that again.
–She just wants the parents gone so she can hit up guys!
–Ugh, you don't get anything...
–Melitta has a crush!
–Did you say "big"? How big?
–Well, if you don't know something, you just have to find it out.
–I'll at least take a look at it. Who wants to go?
–Dibs!
Let's go!
[Text: The Satellite Man!] [No TV for Christmas?]
Big bets on summer parks]
–Look, there's a picture of dad in the kiosk!
–Oh no, has he ended up on placards too?
"It's his fault that there's static
on your TV." What do they mean?
Well, you see...
Dad has a tough and important job. And
that means that things go wrong sometimes.
–So it is dad's fault that there's static?
–Not at all, but he's a scapegoat.
Who wants more channels, anyway?
I just watch channels 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6.
Who wants 7, 8, 9 and 10 too?
Not me, at least!
–But now there's static in all of the TV channels.
–Like I said, things go wrong!
Is that why we have to leave town?
No no, we're just going to celebrate
Christmas on the countryside with Grandma.
Does Grandma have to be there?
Are you sure this place is empty?
I really don't want to go back to jail.
No, we're not going back to jail...
We just escaped!
Now take it easy. Let's have fun! New car,
new clothes, and a castle full of jewellery.
–How do you know it's full of jewellery?
–Come on, even little kids know all castles are full of jewellery.
- I just want an apartment and a Volvo 740.
- A 740...
Now that's how it should be!
Dusty and abandoned... This'll be easy.
–Bless you!
–Thanks.
–Wait, why did you bless me? You sneezed.
–No, it wasn't me.
And why did you thank me
if it wasn't your sneeze?
I wasn't the one who sneezed...
Dropped the crowbar.
–What are you doing?! Close it, it's winter!
–I just wanted to look for the house.
–Ship ahoy! We've sighted land.
–Put your head down right now, that's dangerous!
Now sit in your seat, put the belt on
and close the hatch.
Ow! My hair's stuck!
–Whoops!
–Ivar, just help me and open the hatch.
–Should it be closed or opened?
–Push the button!
That's the house we'll hire?
It looks pretty dull.
Wow, a knight's castle!
- Now look at what you've done...
- That's awesome. Look, mum!
A real castle. We'll take it!
"Greveholm?" No, there's no way
that's what they wrote about in the mag.
Then it wouldn't have said
"house for sale", but "castle for sale."
But look, Mum... We're here,
and we were going there. So it's here.
Uh-huh... And how do you know they meant the castle?
"If you don't know something, you just
have to find it out." That's what you said.
Geez, it looks expensive. Dad and I aren't made of money, you know...
Dad might not even get to keep his job!
We'd be lucky to afford Christmas gifts...
–We could at least check it out.
- Ivar, honey...
Hi, sorry!
–We haven't done anything.
–Could we hire your castle?
–Assuming it's not too expensive...
–Not at all! It's for free.
No, not free! How much money do you have?
You need to make a down payment, you know...
–Do you have money? How much? 3000?
–No.
–That's great!
–You can have it for 500, but it's gotta be quick.
–Do it, Mum!
–Right, right! But we have to look around a bit.
–That might not be good.
–Go ahead. I'll take your coat. It's dusty.
- How nice of you.
- We'll stay outside, Ralph's a bit...
Is there an open oven? That'd be nice. We were
thinking of roasting marshmallows and apples for Christmas.
- Now let's go.
- Let's go, Mum!
–Hey, there's ghosts in there. What if they never get out?
–Well, I've got the money here.
Oh, clever!
- Fantastic, Ivar! Grandma has to see this.
- Does she have to?
She'll finally think we're living well off...
500, you said?
- Right, yes...
- Let's shake our hands on that!
–Uh, this key sat on the door. Want to lock it?
–No, you can keep it.
Toodle-doo!
["The Sardine's Funeral" by Olle Hedberg]
["Hit Back" by Petra Östergren]
–You're bringing a Hawaii-shirt in the winter?
–It's winter already? It was just summer!
Where did autumn go? Just imagine,
it'll be spring soon.
Well, soon you'll get enough space to work
in peace and quiet...
And solve your little problems so we don't
have to be ashamed that you're in the news!
–Alright, everything's my fault. Nyenyenye!
–Nyenyenye to you, too!
Hello? Klas, are you there?
We'll be gone for a while. But don't
be sad, you can have a Christmas gift!
But you can't open it before Christmas!
–Woah!! A spider! I hate them!
–Hey, spiders are actually helpful!
They keep the flies away... Would you
rather have a house full of flies?
-Right, kids! Time to go to the country!
- Goodbye, Klas!
When are we going back to the city? Like, just wondering.
I'll drive you to school on Monday, since I'll be
teaching them how to brush their teeth anyway.
- Not our class, right?
- Nope! ... Yours is on Tuesday.
But imagine how children would look if
I wasn't there to take care of their teeth!
It's thanks to me that
their teeth are straight and clean.
- Thanks, I know.
- Melitta, it's for your own sake...
No pain, no gain!
Look, there's a spider on your knee.
A killer!
It might be Klas, my pet!
Ow!
–Oh no! You've killed him!
–No, no, he must've gotten away.
Good for you... Otherwise I would've
liked an even bigger and crawlier pet!
Look, there's the castle!
–Welcome to Greveholm! What do you think?
–No way, are we gonna live here?
Wow, it's like a video game.
–Dibs on picking a room! And office.
–Dad, we could build a rocket here!
The keys!
Oh my god, I've forgotten the keys!
I knew it! Too good to be true...
Something always has to go wrong.
Right, let's pack up and go home.
Ta-da! I am King Arthur,
and this is my castle!
[Fanfare]
English translation based on Swedish subtitles:
SVT Undertext (c) Sveriges Television AB