Kalle Blomkvist och Rasmus Page #2

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- Me neither,

even if I know.

- What's this kind of crap?

You don't really know!

- You do not even know

what we are talking about.

- Yes, you're talking about

your secret papers.

- Now shut up!

- Exactly! But you who are so small,

you don't know where they are?

- On the contrary,

I saw you put them behind...

- Now shut up, Rasmus!

- Don't yell at me.

- But you may not tell!

- Can't I say if they're

cold, or hot, or something in between?

- No, Rasmus!

- I haven't said anything.

- Even if it's certainly not cold...

nor hot.

- Hello! Let me out!

- Nicke!

- Open!

- Eva-Lotta!

-Open!

You bunch of fools!

- What's this racket?

- That's the girl

who had snuck into the car.

- Nicke,

I know who this is.

- Make her shut up

and lock up the kid.

No, you hear. Put him down!

Hey, a**hole!

- See to it

that the girl stays quiet!

- Nice little boy, as I said.

Too bad if something happened to him.

- Hey, let me out!

- Come!

- Let me out!

Open the door, you bunch of fools!

Let me out now!

- Now take it easy!

- The service is definitely poor

in this place. I want food!

Now!

- Here you are.

I'm the one here who decides

when there's something to eat.

- How are you, Rasmus?

- What have you done

with him?

- We haven't done

anything.

-Are you crazy?

Kidnap a child!

- I am not a kidnapper.

- No? Then how did Rasmus

arrive here?

- I am not a kidnapper.

Take it easy.

I want food!

Ham and eggs!

The eggs fried,

thank you very much.

- Damn kid ...

[Cuckoo call

in the distance]

- What was that?

- Has to be

the White Rose's secret signal.

- What is it?

- Do you remember

Kalle and Anders?

- They are warriors of the White

Rose, just like me.

They have come to save us.

- That's good!

I also want

to be a White Rose.

Maybe you can also become one,

if you promise not to tell anyone.

that they were here.

I promise.

- Here!

- A cave!

- I'm tired.

- Should we put ourselves down

a bit?

- Tell me more about the White Rose.

- The White Rose is at war

with the Red Rose.

And that war will go on

in all eternity.

- If it only could be dark

soon!

- Do you think

they are looking for us by now?

- Eva-Lotta!

- Eva-Lotta!

- Is it clear outside?

Do you have any food over?

- Lots of.

- Nicke will come to believe

that we have worms in our bellies.

- Was it good?

- Quite.

I had forgotten

that food could be this good.

-How are you?

- Could be better;

but there is no danger.

- Where is the professor now?

- Locked up

on the upper floor of the big house.

- How is Rasmus?

- Well.

He's sleeping.

- I'm sleeping.

- Are you awake?

- May I also become

a White Rose?

- Maybe. If you promise not to tell

that we have been here.

- I will not say anything.

- Not to Nicke

nor to any of the kidnappers.

- Nicke is kind.

- Promise now,

or you will never be a White Rose.

- I promise.

- We have found a cave

on the other side of the island.

- Someone is coming!

- Who are you talking to?

- I'm sitting here alone

locked in a cabin with Rasmus:

but you, as it seems,

ask who I am talking to.

take a guess!

- You are a kidnapper,

so you may not know.

- Stop

with that kidnap talk!

- I think you are a nice

kidnapper.

- Aren't you

going to sleep?

- I'm not tired!

- Yes, come now.

- Can't you cover my feet?

I'm cold.

- For sure.

I'll do that, won't I?

- I want a hug.

- Does it hurt?

- No, is it supposed to?

- Not at all?

- Well, yes, a little.

Good night.

Sleep well.

- Is there no food for the night?

I am hungry.

Your poor parents.

They must work themselves to death

to keep your mouth full.

- We must climb up

- Do we have to?

- Yes, we must have a talk

with the Professor.

- I won't do that,

I've had enough climbing.

I will stay down here and scout.

- Take it easy!

You'll wake up the whole island!

- Is anyone there?

- Professor?

- Who is it?

- That's me,

Kalle Blomkvist.

- Who?

- Eva-Lotta's pal.

We thought you had a long beard and...

- OK, OK, yes, yes...

- Have you heard anything

about Rasmus?

- Yes, he's in the cabin by the lake

with Eva-Lotta.

He's quite fine.

- Shall we try to call in the police?

- No, no, no, not the Police.

I dare not do that for Rasmus' sake.

- I'm beginning to think

that Peters is serious this time.

Rasmus knows where I have hidden

the plans and Peters knows that.

- Where are they? Me and Anders

can retrieve them.

- Could you do that?

- Sure.

- I have hidden them behind ...

- Good evening, Professor.

No new resolutions?

- You will never get the plans.

- Too bad.

You have Rasmus' greetings.

So far

he has been doing good.

But of course,

it's only a matter of time.

You can think about it for a while.

But then it will be too late.

Think about it,

my dear Professor.

- Aaaaaaah!

- What are you doing?

- Nicke! Blom! Hurry up!

There's someone out there!

-He's raving; losing his nerve.

There is not a soul out there.

- It is just as well that we go for a round.

- What should we have for breakfast today?

- How about blueberries?

- Stop it.

- I have a better idea.

Let's go to Eva-Lotta

and see

if she's got something.

- Rise and shine!

Up and eat now,

before you starve to death ...

Tomorrow, I want waffles, too,

unless the police have taken you.

- Leave me alone

with that!

- They don't catch nice people,

do they?

- No, but they do kidnappers.

You... I'm tired

of being called a kidnapper.

- And I do not want

to have been kidnapped!

- If you had not interfered

from the start,

this would have been pure summer fun!

- May I have it?

- Yes.

- Thank you, nice Nicke.

- Oh, how you sail well!

Up and then "splosh" ...

Good morning,

my little friends.

- What would you say if you got

to stay here the whole summer?

-You are so kind! Then we can swim

the whole summer.

Then we can swim every day.

I can swim five strokes. Want to see?

- I sh*t on your swimming strokes.

I want to know where your dad

has hidden his plans.

- You've heard

that I may not tell.

- But you might get something nice

from me if you tell.

- I want a bark boat like the one

Nicke has made but bigger.

If you were not were

kidnappers,

I could say that they are

behind the books

"Oops!"

Blom, let 's go as fast as possible!

This little adventure

will soon come to an end.

- It doesn't count

if you forget yourself!

Quick!

Let's take the boat!

- There is no key!

- Come, I know!

- We're leaving now.

You are responsible

for nothing to happen

while we are away.

Do not f*** it up!

- No, no, non, no.

- ''No, no, no, no''...

Hurry up!

-What ...?

- Out of gas.

- Nicke was supposed to refuel!

- Don't worry,

we have a spare canister.

- Well, what are you waiting for,

Blom?

- Behind the books, he said.

- Now, let's just begin!

- They're coming!

Peters!

- Stop,

or I'll shoot!

Bjrk!

- We're being chased by criminals!

We-ell, the Master detective

on the path again!

- Where do you have

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