Moomins and the Comet Chase Page #3
- Year:
- 2010
- 75 min
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was some kind of bug!
Oh, we left the coffee pot
on the raft,
so we'll have
to make do with pancakes.
Mmm. Reminds me of home.
And Mamma's kitchen.
The second day
of the journey was over.
Moomintroll looked up
at the night sky.
Searching it for a rogue,
red star,
that could be heading
straight at them.
They continued on
towards the observatory
and soon reached
the Lonely Mountains.
Majestic peaks towered
over the valley floor,
where our three friends lay asleep,
snug in their tent,
until the cold grey
morning mists crept in,
nipping Moomintroll's nose.
A bit of morning exercise
will warm me up.
Huh!
Yeah!
Huh! Ahh!
Owa huh!
Huh!
Today we climb
the highest peak.
Up there?
Can we see the observatory from here?
Yes! There it is!
Yes, it's up on the very top.
An observatory needs to be
as close to the stars as it can be.
Ha-up, aah!
Hey, yeah! Huh up ha! Huh up ha!
Mmmh! Tea!
I was afraid we'd left it on the raft.
Heh, heh. Here's the kettle.
That's good teamwork.
Mountain climbing
is hard work.
We need a good, hard breakfast
in our tummies,
so we can make it
all the way to the top.
Aaagh! Remember, that we're
doing this at your risk.
Aw! Ugh!
Oh, my legs are too short!
They don't reach the ground.
And don't forget,
I get dizzy with heights.
Don't worry Sniff,
if you fall, the lifeline will catch you.
- Uhh!
- There!
Come on!
The higher up they climbed,
the steeper it got.
Everything around them
was ancient, enormous and lonely,
terribly lonely.
Huh!
Huh!
- - Wooooooo!
Well, be careful!
We're coming to a cliff ledge.
Oh, look!
Down there!
Something shiny.
You see it?
Far down the cliff face,
lay a tiny circle of gold.
Hey, that looks like...
could it be Snork Maiden's
ankle bracelet?
She must have been here,
picking mountain flowers.
Oha! Flowers.
Yes.
She must have lost her ankle bracelet
and not been able to find it again.
Such a shame!
Lucky she didn't fall off the cliff too!
Lower me down!
We gotta get that
bracelet back.
She must be missing it.
Leave it!
She'll be fine
without it.
I've got to get it for her.
She'll be lost without it.
Lower me down.
Ugh ah!
Ugh ah!!!
Ohh, boy!
Ah, ohhh!
Oh, ahh!
Hey up there!
The rope's caught.
I'm dangling.
Sniff, come down and help!
Why me?
Ehh!
Typical! The smaller you are
the bigger the danger you have to face.
Ahh!
Hey, it's untangled!
Thanks, Sniff!
Ahh! There it is!
Snork Maiden will be so happy.
He found it!
Pull!
Aaah! Okay!
I'm ready!
Pull!
Ahhgh!
- Pull!
Thanks for the help!
I'm so glad
we found this for her.
Look! Not a scratch!
The friends clambered higher and higher
up the mountain.
Soon, they were up in the clouds.
Up, up, up,
when will we ever reach the top?
Ugh-oo,
and I thought clouds were
fluffy and cozy, but it's
cold and damp, like fog.
I've had enough of this trip.
Sniff, don't you want
to look through the telescope?
Listen!
Oh! There's going to be a storm.
Quick!
We'll have to find shelter!
Well, strike me pink!
You see, we're above
the clouds now.
It's so peaceful here.
At long last, they had reached
the goal of their journey.
The Lonely Mountains Observatory.
Now they would finally find out
the truth about the comet.
But suddenly they lost their nerve.
Oh, what do you think
about those professors,
personally, I never trust in people
who keep their heads in the clouds.
And if there's no volunteers,
I say we draw lots
to decide who'll go in
and ask about the comet.
Close your eyes!
Oh.
Moomintroll drew the shortest stick.
He would have to go and
put the question to the scientists.
He opened the door shyly,
and peered in.
Good evening.
But, no one noticed
Moomintroll.
The scientists were
completely engrossed
in their
astronomical calculations
and didn't hear a thing.
The hypotenuse divided by... hmm...
humm... hmm... hmm....
Ah-hem, ah-hem.
Good evening.
Hmm... hmm... hmm...
Yeah?
Where was I?
Ah!
The 'nuse divided by...
Excuse me!
And the 'nuse divided by ah--
Oh, what am I saying?
Mr. Professor!
I just wanted to ask--
The lens is smeared!
Who has
been diddling with...
Hm? Yes?
Did someone say something?
- What?
- Are you back again?
Now, now, leave young lady,
- Alright...
But thank you for the flowers.
It wasn't me!
Hm? No, it wasn't you.
I see that now.
You're quite bald.
The other one had a tuft
of yellow hair on her forehead.
Snork Maiden!
She was asking about
a lost ankle bracelet,
or ring, or something....
But here at the observatory,
the only rings that interest us
are the rings around Saturn.
Gave me a bunch
of mountain flowers,
but we are far to busy for bunches
of mountains or flowers.
When Moomintroll heard that
Snork Maiden was fine, -Yah! Ha-ha!
he was so happy that he quite forgot what
he'd come to ask about. -Yippee! Yippee!
Hoo-hoo! Hurrah!
-I have no time for people
who run around
asking hundreds of questions.
when there's
a comet to deal with.
Well, what did they say?
Is the comet coming?
When will it hit?
- Oh, I forgot to ask about that.
But Snork Maiden's been here!
She didn't fall off that cliff!
Out of the way! You've got
Snork Maiden on the brain.
Once again,
I'll have to do this myself!
Hey there professor!
- What now?
Sorry to barge in, but I hear that
you're the most famous
expert on comets in the world.
Do you now?
Well, this new comet is
an unusually fine specimen!
I'm considering having it
named after me.
But please,
come and have a look at it.
Sniff was the first small animal
to ever have the chance to look
into the world's biggest telescope.
Oh!!
Oh, it's gi-ginormous!
- Yes, isn't it fascinating?
- Oooo!
And our view of it will
get better everyday!
Yes, but, but what happened
to its tail?
Well, the comet is coming
straight at us, with its tail behind it,
so we can't see it.
Isn't it beautiful!?
- Oh, huuu!
Beautiful?
Yes, and terrifying!
It's dark out there,
pitch dark.
Where?
In space, of course!
It's enormous and full of stars!
What about the comet?
It's fire red.
And it's coming straight at us!
When will it hit us, then?
Oops! Forgot to ask!
The professor was just about to
finish his final calculations.
Moomintroll and his friends
nervously awaited the result.
Er... ah... er....
nah... er...
er... times... and enneerni...
ni... minus ni... ha
Hmm!
The exact time?
The comet will reach
the Earth in
four days, four hours, four minutes,
and forty-four seconds,
or possibly,
four seconds later.
That's on Sunday!
We have to hurry back home!
We'll be safe at home!
- Let's hope so.
We have to get home by Sunday!
Mamma's baking a cake for Sunday.
Cake?
What care I for dessert,
I, who have seen
a comet through a telescope!
Oh, the comet, the comet!
Mamma and Pappa
will take care of that,
if we can just get home.
But first, we have
to find Snork Maiden.
She doesn't know
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