Valhalla

Listen...

The wind tells a story,

one that took place a long time ago -

- when Yggdrasil, the Tree of Life,

stood in the centre of the world.

In Asgard,

land of the gods of the Vikings.

Here lived the one-eyed Odin,

king of the gods -

- and the mighty Thor,

god of thunder.

From all over Asgard, the gods

would gather here, in Valhalla -

- the greatest castle of all.

Here they received the worship

of mortal men -

- which gives strength

and life to gods.

From Valhalla,

Odin surveyed the three worlds -

- and from here,

he sent out his ravens.

To gather news from faraway lands.

Beyond the land of Utgard -

- home of the race of trolls

whom men called giants -

- the lords of darkness and chaos...

Beyond Utgard was Midgard,

land of humankind.

Home of proud Vikings

and industrious farmers.

From time to time,

the gods went to Midgard -

- to visit their human worshippers.

Tjalfe, come inside!

There's a storm coming.

You'll get soaked, you silly boy!

Shoo!

Roskva! Come back, both of you,

or I'll send your father after you.

Greetings, good people.

Allow me to introduce myself.

I am Loki, the magnificent.

This gentleman is Thor, the god

of thunder, the roisterous...

That'll do.

We're staying here tonight.

- We haven't much food to offer...

- Don't worry.

- I'll kill one of my goats.

- We could make a...

But isn't that unfair

on the poor goat?

Don't worry. He's used to it.

Are you really the mighty Thor?

Yes.

Why are you sulking, Roskva?

He can't just kill the goat like that.

Of course he can.

He's a god. He protects us

from sorcery and giants.

He is a mighty warrior.

He is strong.

Take this, and that, you monster!

And now, the final blow!

So you give up, huh?

Victory is mine!

Tjalfe, the mighty cow slayer.

You wait and see.

Children, come in here.

The meat is tender.

Remember:

Eat as much as you like -

- but don't break the bones.

Throw them onto the skin afterwards.

Tomorrow, when I spin

my hammer above them -

- the skin and bones

will come to life again.

Here's a great story.

Once I was out fishing,

I caught a gigantic fish.

Unfortunately, it got away.

But it wasn't my fault.

Me and Hymer the giant

went out on the vast sea -

- that surrounds the world

to catch the Midgard Serpent.

For hook I used an anchor,

and as bait an ox head.

...just when I was about to land it.

Hymer, that big, fat coward.

The Midgard Serpent

got away, of course.

I should have known better

than to go fishing with a giant.

Bunch of sissies, giants...

Tell me, Tjalfe,

don't you like bone marrow?

I love it!

- Why don't you have a taste, then?

- Thor said...

There are so many bones.

Who is going to notice just one?

But perhaps you are afraid?

- Thunder.

- And tears forming.

What's this?

Get out here immediately! Now!

Look at that.

Which one of you did it?

- Er... I think it was me.

- You? Come here!

- But he said that...

- Come now, Thor.

- Boys will be boys.

- Nonsense!

Let's say that as punishment for

harming the goat, he'll come with us -

- and be your servant.

He looks like a strong lad.

- Well, I don't know...

- Good. That's settled then.

Today is your lucky day, young man.

It is a rare privilege to become

servant to the god of thunder.

Congratulations, my dear friends.

What an opportunity for a young man.

Servant to the thunder god...

- Will he be all right?

- Of course he will. He's tough.

What an honour!

You must be so proud of him.

He is to live in Asgard

with the mighty god of thunder.

Now, let's have some breakfast.

- Where are you going, Tjalfe?

- To Asgard, to be Thor's servant.

- Will you get to fly in the wagon?

- I suppose so.

- But aren't you afraid?

- At least I won't have to chop wood.

I get to see the world and go on

adventures and fish for serpents.

- Can I come too, Tjalfe?

- No, it's not for kids.

Run along now.

Thor only wants men...

Roskva...

I'll be leaving soon,

so I just wanted to say...

- It ought to be around here.

- What?

The rainbow, young man.

Ah, there it is.

Come along, Tjalfe.

Pretty, isn't it?

Now, come along, boy.

- It won't break, will it?

- Of course not!

- I built it myself.

- Of course.

And so Roskva and Tjalfe

came to Asgard.

Asgard, the land of wonders.

The land of the gods.

To Yggdrasil, the Tree of Life.

To Valhalla.

And to Bilskirnir, Thor's home.

Tjalfe! Roskva!

Come and help me with the children.

Adventure...

Tjalfe, hurry up.

She's waiting for us.

Tjalfe! Roskva!

Work, work, work.

Why do we have to do everything?

Thor is always out rumbling and

having fun, and Loki is never here.

Well, you know Loki.

For the last time: Get me out

of here, you little, miserable...

Pull me up immediately, or it's

straight back to the giants for you!

Quark, my little friend...

Please help Uncle Loki out of here.

Good boy.

Damned brat! You're disgusting.

An embarrassment to your family!

Help! Can anyone hear me?

Help!

They're crying because

they're teething, right, Sif?

I don't remember when I was teething,

but I'll bet it hurts a lot.

Sif, he's wet again.

Hello, everybody.

Sif.

- Having fun, boy?

- Well, I...

What a day.

Tjalfe!

Some mead.

Come to Daddy.

Thanks, son.

I might take you out

hunting trolls one day.

Roskva, Thor said

he might take me hunting.

Sif, they're crying.

So I hear.

They are teething. You know that.

- Can't you do something?

- Yes, my love.

There.

Let's eat.

- Hello, my dear friends.

- Loki... In time for dinner, as usual.

- What is that?

- I Don't know. He followed me home.

I met some extraordinary people.

- Trolls and giants, I suppose.

- I leaned some amazing tricks.

- It's pure magic.

- Magic?

- Have you been at Utgardsloki's?

- I simply must show you this.

- Loki, control your little friend.

- Yes, yes. Now...

I take an apple, a few rose leaves,

and abracadabra...

A beautiful, bright,

beguiling, breathtaking...

...bat?

You little brat! Go stand in the corner

where you can't do any harm.

If you're so good at magic,

then make him disappear.

Unfortunately,

the spells don't last, Thor.

What's he doing now?

- There, there...

- Oh, children will be children.

- Loki, who is he?

- His name is Quark, I think.

I needed a bat for the next trick

anyway. You'll love this.

- From now on...

- Please!

No more trouble!

Roskva, Tjalfe. Gather round.

This is really exciting.

We need two pebbles

and the eyelash of a serpent.

Mix them all together. A little water,

and a sprinkling of mistletoe.

Loki! The little beast

is torturing my children!

- How long is that brat staying?

- Until he's learned some manners.

Well, I can't wait for that.

We're leaving now. Goodbye!

That does it!

Let me have that little monster.

Calm down, Thor.

Sif will be back.

Sif will be livid. If you want to

make thunder, go outside.

I'll clean up in here.

Off you go.

Dear me, what a mess.

Poor things. I wish I could help,

but I have things to do.

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