The New Adventures of Pippi Longstocking

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Freedom calls and Pippi runs.

The girl who never heard

she couldn't do something.

Watch out, world

'cause here she comes.

And she's bound to teach you

more than one thing.

Pippi Longstocking

is coming into your town.

The one no one can keep down

No, no, no, no.

The one who's fun to be around.

Whoa, whoa.

Pippi Longstocking is coming

into your world.

A freckled-faced red-haired girl.

You oughta know she'll throw

your life into a whirl.

She dreams

dreams like me and you.

And, yes, it seems she always

makes her dreams come true.

She loves trees and roaring seas.

And the mountains please her

more than toys do.

Pippi Longstocking

is coming into your town.

The one no one can keep down

No, no, no, no.

The one who's fun to be around.

Whoa, whoa.

Pippi Longstocking is coming

into your world.

A freckled-faced red-haired girl.

You oughta know she'll throw

your life into a whirl.

Pippi Longstocking is coming

into your town.

The one no one can keep down

No, no, no, no.

The one who's fun to be around.

Pippi Longstocking is coming

into your world.

A freckled-faced red-haired girl.

You ought to know she'll throw

your life into a whirl.

Pippi Longstocking is coming

into your town.

The one no one can keep down

No, no, no, no.

The one who's fun to be around.

Pippi Longstocking is coming.

If I decide to

go 'round the world.

Just to kiss some sweet

Oriental girl.

Ain't got nobody stopping me

I lift the anchor and go

I run a one-man show Life is a breeze.

We live it for fun.

No apologies to anyone.

We live on the seas We do as

we please.

From stem to stern

each moment is now.

Life without concern

from aft until bow.

We live on the seas

We do as we please.

Papa.

Aye, aye, Pippi!

Why do we want all these

necklaces and stuff?

Gifts for the Kurrekurre

islanders, of course.

And I suppose these are to buy

me a dress fit for a queen!

There you're

wrong, me little darlin'.

They're to keep you

out of the pot.

Little girl stew is a delicacy if they're

still cannibals like the good old days.

Papa... save me!

I'll show you!

Right! Onto Alfonso!

No! Hey!

Are we gonna take Alfonso

ashore, Papa?

Of course. Aren't I the

"Terror of the South Seas"?

We'll ride ashore in style. Maybe

they'll think I'm King Neptune.

King Neptune?

Never heard of him.

It's time you went back to school.

Oh!

Fridolf. Yes, sir?

Take five and learn the

princess some history stuff...

that'll come in handy

when she's a boss like me.

Count on me, sir.

All right, Pippi, history.

Take notes.

Okay, Mr. Neilson, if I have to learn

this rotten old history stuff, so do you.

All right,

in the beginning,

there were... apples,

oranges... and bananas!

And Mr. Neilson loves bananas!

Into the rigging,

and down with the mainsail!

It's plain as Pippi's nose,

there's foul weather ahead!

Sorry, Fridolf, I can't study anymore.

They need me in the crow's nest.

- Help! Papa!

- What is it, Pippi?

A big wave...

coming towards the ship!

- Come down now!

- No way n!

Help!

Take over, Fridolf. I've got to get

Pippi down. Aye, aye, Captain.

Papa, I'm scared!

Lash yourself to the mast, girl!

I'm comin' up for ya!

Hang on!

Papa, I'm slipping!

Hang on! If I lose you,

remember the Villa Villekulla.

The Gulf Stream

will take you there.

We'll come out on top

like we always do.

Help!

Papa! Papa, where are you?

I'm drifting away toward the island.

The current's taking me.

Papa, it's taking me

the other way.

Grab hold of the raft.

Make for the Villa Villekulla.

Papa! Papa!

I'll find you somehow.

I love ya, Pippi.

I wish some kids lived there.

It would be fun to have best

friends living right next door.

Hello. You kids live here?

No. We live in that house over there.

The nice white one.

Well, who lives in this dump? Nobody.

It's been empty practically forever.

What did I tell ya? Absentee ownership.

Probably dead.

We'll pull it down

and the whole plot'll develop.

You can't do that! We play in

that tree over there sometimes.

Not anymore you don't! Come on. Take

pictures of it. Lot of pictures.

I'll knock it down, and we pour cement as far as

you can see. Everything living gets cut down.

It's another gold mine, boss!

We're drifting in the right direction,

and we're not gonna starve.

Keep reeling 'em in,

Mr. Neilson.

Mr. Neilson and I are very

grateful to you for saving us.

But you've got to eat.

That's all there is!

Mmm, not bad.

Blahhh!

Well done, Mr. Neilson.

You might not be the prettiest monkey at

sea, but you're the cleverest and thdearest.

- What about me?

- Okay, okay, I love you too.

And now we must stick together, like

the time when we were in Timbuktu.

So when Papa finds his way back,

he'll say, "Well done, guys."

Wake up, Mr. Neilson.

Another lovely day.

I hope Papa made it.

Don't worry, Alfonso, the Gulf Stream

will take us home, just like Papa said.

But, Dad, why would anyone

wanna tear down Villa Villekulla?

Progress, Tommy.

Mr. Blackhart has plans...

to build all sorts of houses and a

golf course and a swimming pool.

- Sounds nice. Maybe we should move.

- No!

I don't wanna move! And

what about our tree?

Aah. There's plenty

of other trees, Tommy.

You and I'll go out

and find another one together.

Besides, this town

could use some changes.

Now, it's getting late. Oh, come on.

Time to bed. Come on. Off you go.

Couple more minutes?

Five minutes. Nope, lights

out in half an hour.

How 'bout an hour? No. Sorry.

Time for bed.

Time for bed.

Now, you know where we are

if you need us, right?

Yes, good night.

You'll be all right? Yeah.

Love you. Love you.

Mom says the Villa

is over a hundred years old.

They can't tear it down just like that.

Just won't be the same anymore.

I don't wanna leave here...

ever.

You know, Annika, there's

something strange going on in there.

You mean somebody's in there?

Or maybe even... ghosts?

Yeah! Could be even a ghost.

Let's go check it out.

See anything? No.

Besides, you can't see ghosts.

Well, if you can't see ghosts,

then what are we looking for?

Shh!

What was that?

The step creaked.

Don't follow so close.

Look. It's up there.

If I say run, run!

Okay. Where?

Just run.

Look. Do ghosts have big shoes?

Give me the bat.

Can you hit a ghost? Shh. Stop

asking so many questions.

You see? It's nothing.

Probably just...

Hi. Who are you?

You're not a ghost? 'Course not.

The ghosts live up in the attic.

We know. We just saw one.

It was big and white

and had spots all over it.

That's my horse, Alfonso.

What's a horse doing

in the attic?

Beats me. I keep telling him not to

go up there, but he doesn't listen.

Alfonso, get down on the

porch, where you belong.

No way!

You see? He won't listen.

My name's Pippi.

Pippi Longstocking.

I'm Tommy, and this is my sister Annika.

What are you doing here?

I live here, of course. Are you

gonna stay here all by yourself?

I'm not all by myself. Mr. Neilson

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