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Harpy shrieks
Thunder rumbles
-He's going to have a baby tonight! -A thunder-and-lightning baby.
Small and ugly, small and ugly...
[LOVIS SINGING]
-Is this a good time to sing, Lovis? -It makes things easier.
And the baby will probably be all the jollier that way.
[LOVIS SINGING]
Drive the hell-harpies away or I can't hear what I'm singing!
Be off with you, harpies! I'm going to have a baby tonight!
Get that into your heads, you hags!
We're going to have a baby tonight!
-That robber baby had better come soon. -Relax, Skalle-Per.
This baby will be our new robber chief one day. Do you understand, boys?
It will be wondrous to have a little child in the fort.
Especially one with Mattis for a father. Poor little boy.
Mattis is the most powerful robber chieftain in all the woods and mountains.
-Would he not do as a father? -He is like a father to us.
Even to you, Lill-klippen, even though you're the robber's droppings.
But he's plenty mad, Mattis.
I've got a child.
Do you hear me? I've got a child!
-What sort of child is it? -A robber's daughter!
Here...
Want to see the most beatiful child ever born in a robber's fort?
She's so beautiful.
-Such a little one. -Look, she's so sweet.
-She looks like her father. -Don't be mean, Sturkas.
-What will you call her? -Ronja, I decided that a long time ago.
-What if it had been a boy? -If I decide my baby is to be called Ronja...
...it will be a Ronja.
You're already holding my robber heart in those little hands.
-You don't understand it, but that's how it is. -Could I hold her for a bit?
I give you the new robber chieftain. But don't drop her, whatever you do!
There's no real weight to her.
Did you expect a great fat robber chieftain with a bulging belly and a pointed beard?
-No... -Careful, Labbas.
Now you are two who cannot speak, Labbas.
This is going to plague the life out of Borka.
He can sit there in his miserable robbers' den and gnash his teeth with jealousy.
Now Mattis's line will live on, but Borka's line will be finished and done for.
-Borka can't manage to have a child. -He probably doesn't know how to!
Brag modestly!
Wails and death! Mattis's Fort has been split in two!
Ronja, your young life has gotten off to a grand start.
Ronja, this fort is still a good place to grow up.
You agree, right?
Did you hear that? She answered! She can speak already!
Mattis is dumb. Are you full?
[RONJA BURPS]
[SHEEP BRAYING]
Are you full?
-There you go. -It's good of you to help your mother, Ronja.
And you, little Mattis. You too could lend a hand.
Lovis, we can no longer keep this child at home.
We must let her go so she learns what it's like living in Mattis's Wood.
So you've seen it at last. It would have happened long ago if I'd had my way.
-But it's dangerous. We only have one child. -She needs to learn to deal with danger.
That's right. That's the spirit. Bring on the danger!
It's about time!
I'll be there tomorrow!
Come on and pull, Knotas!
Go, now.
Watch out for wild harpies and gray dwarfs and Borka's robbers.
How will I know which are wild harpies and gray dwarfs and Borka's robbers?
-You'll find out. -All right.
-And watch out you don't get lost in the forest. -What shall I do if I get lost in the forest?
Find the right path. And watch out you don't fall in the river.
-What shall I do if I fall in the river? -Swim!
And watch out you don't tumble into Hell's Gap.
-What shall I do if I tumble into Hell's Gap? -You won't be doing anything else!
All right. I won't fall into Hell's Gap. Is there anything else?
Yes, but you'll find out bit by bit. Go now.
And don't shout in the Wolf's Neck or you'll cause an avalanche!
[RONJA SHOUTING]
[ROCKS TUMBLING]
Now, my boys, we shall see if we have luck on our side today.
And you, Skalle-Per, stay home to keep a watch over Lovis.
-You do that. -Watching over Lovis.
Well, in case some ne'er-do-well happens by.
If some ne'er-do-well came for Lovis-
-I'd probably have to watch over him.
To think there is water like this.
[WOMAN SINGING]
[WHISTLING]
[SCREAMING]
Sheriff's men!
Your highness.
Thank you, ma'am, for your kindness towards a poor robber.
[SCREAMING]
Come on, boys.
You'll pay for this!
What?! What are you doing here, dirty devils? Stay in your own woods!
We stay wherever we want, and you know it.
She sheriff's men must have scared the shit out of you -- you're so pale!
Shut your big mouth, Mattis! It would do you well.
-What does you well in the end, I'll show you. -Is that glued on?
-Look! He's got the packhorse. -Lousy hounds!
Stop, so I may see your heart bleed!
[WHISPERING VOICES]
What do you want?!
Snorting
No, go away! Leave me alone!
No, stay away!
Don't touch me! Let me go, let me go!
Aaah!
-You damned Gray dwarfs! -Mattis...
Be off before I slaughter you!
-Ronja. -Mattis...
Ronja, now you know what gray dwarfs are.
[RONJA CRYING]
-Now you know what gray dwarfs are. -But not how to deal with them.
They get dangerous when you're frightened.
That's true of all sorts of things. So the safest thing is not to be frightened.
Knotas, you need some more, you skinny old fart.
I heard that you ran into Borka.
Yeah, ew. Were he not such a dirty devil I'd feel sorry for him.
The sheriff's men hunt him in Borka's Wood.
Glad I am to be in Mattis's Fort. We're as safe here-
-as the fox in its lair and the eagle in its nest.
That's what you always say, Mattis.
[ROBBERS SINGING]
My heart's joy and peace, where are you headed?
I'm going to be careful not to fall into the river.
-Where will you do that? -By the river, if it's to do any good.
[RONJA SINGING]
Oh, you're so wet.
Now I've watched out for everything but Hell's Gap.
I'll watch out for it once I'm dried up.
You're a wise and obedient child.
I know who you are. You're that robber's daughter who runs in the woods.
-And who are you? -I am Birk Borkason and I live here.
-We moved in last night. -Who's we? -Borka, Undis and me. And our twelve robbers.
Is the whole of the north fort full of dirty devils?
No, there are only decent Borka robbers here.
But over there where you live it's stuffed full of dirty devils.
-that's what they always say. -Death and destruction!
You wait until Mattis hears of this.
Then you'll see all the Borka robbers scattered with one blow.
-That's what you think. Borka's Keep... Go to waste!
If you come here, I'll give you such a punch your nose will fall off!
Follow that if you can.
You're not so bad, so I see.
-Hang on! -Well, there's not much else I can do here.
Here! You can start climbing when I tell you to.
Start now!
-So that's where you are. -Go away! Take off my leather rope!
After this perhaps I'm tied to you all the same.
-Not on your life. Get out of here! -Don't you do that again!
But it was nice of you to save my life. Hey robber's daughter?
-I'll be seeing you! -I hope you fall in again, dirty devil.
That would serve you right!
Stop this make-believe, Ronja! Borka hasn't got a boy!
-Well, but he does! -They do say he has a boy, all the same.
Undis gave birth to him in sheer terror on the night there was such a bad storm.
When we got Ronja, remember?
And no one told me?! What other devilry is there I should know?
Here you are, if you must waste God's gifts. But you'll have to clean up after yourself.
Safe as the fox in its lair and the eagle in its nest...!
-That's what I've thought! -Now that's enough!
If you've got lice in your coat, get up and do something about it.
It's probably only a bit more tender.
A little dirt never hurt anyone. Eat up, Mattis.
Don't be sad. All you have to do is kick them out.
-And that may be hard. -But how did they get in?!
You lazy dogs! Have you not kept watch at Wolf's Neck day and night?!
Did you think they'd come strolling through that way, saying:
"We're planning to move into the North Fort this very night!"
-So which way did they come, then? -From the north side, of course.
Stay here.
Come out, Borka!
-You dishonorable whore of a thief! -I figured you were thirsty, Mattis.
What dirty devil of a husband can't keep his woman in check?!
Come out if you dare, Borka!
I'm only having a bit of fun.
You thieving dog! You're done having fun!
You eat pigwash with all the other pigs, right?!
Shut your mouth, woman!
There was no staying in Borka's Wood any longer. The sheriff's men swarm it like flies.
He who steals himself a place to live without asking, has no sense of honor!
Damned robber! Haven't you always taken what you liked without asking?
What does he mean by that? Mattis has never taken anything without permission...?!
That... might be...
Cat got your tongue, Mattis?!
That shut him up!
-Are you in a hurry, robber's daughter? -That has nothing to do with you.
What do you want, robber's daughter?
I want you to leave my grouse alone and get out of my wood.
Your grouse, your wood...?! The grouse belongs to himself and lives in his wood.
It is also the foxes', the wolf's, and the buzzard's wood.
And the wood pigeon's, the hawks' and the cuckoos' wood.
And the gray dwarfs', and the murktrolls', the rumphobs' and the wild harpies' wood.
And the snails' and the ants' and the spiders' wood!
And the roe deers', the wild horses', the mooses' and the wolves' wood!
-I know all living things in this wood. -It's your wood and mine too.
But if you want it for yourself alone, then you're sillier than I thought when I first saw you.
[BIRK HOWLING]
I'm happy to share the woods with grouses and wolves and spiders and anything.
[BIRK HOWLING]
But not with you.
[WONDERFUL, PLAINTIVE SINGING]
Ronja!
Ronja, stop!
Ronja!
-Ronja. -What do you want? -This mist scares me a little.
I see. You're frightened of not getting home to your thieving people?
You'd better share a nest with the grouse, since you're so fond of sharing!
You're harder than stone, robber's daughter!
But you can find your way to Mattis's Fort better than I can.
Let go of me. Here, but keep a rope's length away from me.
As you like, cross robber's daughter.
[WAILING]
No, Ronja! Stop! It's the Unearthly Ones!
Yes, I'm coming...
Ronja! Stop!
Ronja, stop!
-Yes, I'm coming... -Stop!
I'm coming.
No, Ronja! If you let yourself be tempted away by the Unearthly Ones, you are lost!
-Let me go! -Do you want to live in the underground forever?
-Did the fox bite you? -Never you mind. I can find my own way home.
Well done, dirty devil! Be gone then, please!
The way you keep to the forest, you'll turn into a rumphob soon.
And where do you keep to, Fjosok? How can you find so many things every day?
Yes, it's wondrous and strange.
You'll have to be as cunning as a fox to drive Borka off.
It does not suit me to be cunning as a fox.
How were the woods today, Ronja?
I... don't quite remember.
-I think there was a fog. -My robbers and I almost didn't find our way home.
Mattis, what is it that you have taken without asking? As Borka said.
Well...
Little innocent child that you are, I havent talked much about it before.
-No, and we aren't allowed to say anything either. -Old man, isn't it about time you went to bed?
No, I want to hear you explain to Ronja what a robber does.
Well... I don't really know what to... say.
No, but I do. Robbers take from other people as much as they can manage.
-But don't they get terribly angry? -Angry fit to burst, and they cry, too.
Old man, go to bed!
You've just got to understand, Ronja. You're going to be a robber chieftain too.
Me...?! Never! Not if they scream and sob!
But I love you anyway, Mattis.
You see, my Ronja...
I only take from the rich and I give to the poor.
Yes, that's true enough!
You gave the poor widow with the eight children a whole sack of flour, remember?
Quite so. I did indeed.
You have a good memory, you have, Mattis.
Let's see, that must have been ten years ago.
You do give to the poor. Every ten years, at least.
If you don't go to bed now, I know someone who's going to help you get there!
Seems there's a storm brewing. I can feel it in my bones.
[LOVIS SINGING]
♪ Vargen ylar i nattens skog ♪
♪ han ylar av hunger och klagan ♪
♪ Men jag ska ge'n en grisasvans ♪
♪ sånt passar i vargamagar ♪
♪ Du varg, du varg, kom inte hit ♪
♪ ungen min får du aldrig ♪
So, Fjosok.
If your greatest joy in life is shoveling snow-
-I can promise you a lively winter.
Woffor...
My leg is stuck!
-Woffor... -Woffor, woffor...
Woffor did un do that?
Woffor did un do that...? Broke our roof!
-Un's stuck in t'roof. -I couldn't help it. Help me get loose!
Woffor did un do that? Break our roof... Woffor did un?
-Help me then. -Woffor did un...?
-Woffor did un do that? Push'n the belly! Woffo did un?
-Woffo did un do that? -Go to waste!
-Oh, it is eve'nin. -Woffo did un?
Don't go! Help me!
-Lil' boy. -Hang un on t'nasty ol' foot.
-Un's stuck in t'roof. -Li'l boy.
He hang good there... See un's cradle.
-See un's cradle. -He be rockin' fine, see.
-Help! Just help me! -Woffo did un?
Help! Help me!
-Shoutin' n' suckus - woffor did un do that?
-'Ere she comes with un's head too. -It turn eve'nin, woffor did un?
-Woffor is it eve'nin? -Woffor did un do that?
-Woffor is it... -Woffor do un shout this way?
Help me!
A-ha! Pretty little human!
Pretty little human!
Just taking a little rest!
Then I'll go and fetch my sisters!
You'll never take another rest!
[RONJA CRYING]
Ronja, shouldn't you go home now?
-Now I shall help you. Hold onto my neck. -Don't ever leave me again!
No, as long as you keep a rope's length away!
Let go of me and stop howling and I'll see if I can get you free.
Woffor, woffor...?
Mind li'l boy!
Woke li'l boy up, an' 'e got snow in 's eyes, woffor did un do it?
-Woffor did un do it? -Li'l boy.
'S not stuck in the roof. Woffor?
Now, I will return to Borka's Keep, but by which way you may not know.
Birk, I wish you were my brother.
Why shouldn't I be, if you like, robber's daughter?
I do like, but only if you call me Ronja.
Ronja, sister mine.
-You stayed late in the woods today. Did you have a good time? -Fine, I suppose.
Well, ain't this pretty, I'll tell ya'.
Wolf's Neck is walled up with snow so none shall get through all winter.
All winter...?! Then how will I see...
-I mean, how will I reach the woods? -You won't reach them until spring, Ronja mine.
What a pain! Twelve snowed-in robbers and then you too, Mattis.
We may do what we can to keep their spirits high.
[ROBBERS SINGING]
♪ I see a chieftain, ♪ ♪ a piece of shit ♪
♪ Fat as an orca ♪
♪ He does nothing, not anything ♪
♪ for his name is Borka ♪
♪ I see a man as big and strong as no-one else's clan's. ♪
♪ He is the greatest of chieftains ♪
♪ and Mattis is his name ♪
♪ and Mattis is his name! ♪
♪ That chieftain does get greater the more his beer he's drinking ♪
♪ What if one sunny day he gets so big he blows up, then he's shrinking ♪
♪ blows up so he's shrinking ♪
[MATTIS LAUGHING]
-Where are you stealing off to? -To the dungeon to fetch more beer.
Will you join me?
You see, Ronja...
That sure was one lightning strike, that night you were born.
Juts above lies Hell's Gap.
But what's beyond these fallen stones?
Well, Borka, that old fox, probably keeps his beer somewhere back there.
-If he even has any beer. -This is a lot of rubble.
Pelje, Knotas, Jutis, Tjegge, Fjosok!
-Get out and clear the snow! -Yesterday I cleared snow until my back broke.
Sturkas, take Turre with you to bring in water and firewood.
-Shall I, one-eyed and all, carry firewood? -Shall I fetch water?
You're as idle as oxen, except when you're fighting and robbing!
Then you work hard!
[SOMEBODY WHISTLING]
-Birk! Is that you? -Ronja!
-You haven't forgotten that you're my brother? -No, sister mine.
-Are you as black-eyed as you used to be? -Come and see, if you dare.
You look like you, only a little paler.
But you do not look like yourself. You've grown so thin.
That's because I haven't been eating much.
-Have you no food at Borka's Keep? -No, none of us have had enough for a while.
-Eat, if you're hungry. -Oh!
-Ow, my back. -Delicious! Curse being hungry.
[CREAKING]
Quiet, there's somebody coming. Hide.
Through here.
Shh!
-What in the name of all the wild harpies have you been doing?
-Not drinking beer, at any rate.
-You can't shovel snow all the time. -I stay out of the way, I do.
Lovis has started combing the lice and scrubbing the dirt out of the boys.
Get out of here!
You too, Mattis!
This cannot be good for your health.
-Ow! You tear my hair out! -Nonsense. At least the chieftain should be louse-free.
Skalle-Per, aren't you going to roll some dirt off in the snow?
I may die anyway, and I want to do it with the dirt I've got on me.
Die?! I haven't lived a day of my earthly life without you yet, you old fool.
We shall see, little boy.
[ROBBERS SINGING]
♪ I see a robber ♪ ♪ who's clad in skirts ♪
♪ cruel as a harpy ♪
♪ When folks get frostbite she just looks on ♪
♪ only to giggle. ♪
-But there are only women's clothing left. -This one was made for you, Knotas.
[ROBBERS SINGING]
Ow! Do you not think I'm deloused soon?
Yes, but I like feeling your hair under my hands.
-It's so soft. -So is yours.
-I must go. -We can never meet except in secret.
I hate doing things secret, but without our meetings I would not live.
How many times do you plan to save my life, sister mine?
As many times as you've saved mine. The fact is, we can't manage without each other.
It will be spring soon! We can meet in the woods then.
I will get him this time! Hey, ho, my boys!
The time has finally come for Borka and his thieving dogs to get beat-
-so hard they'll be walking on their eyebrows. -Sit down.
Must you hate each other, you and Borka?
Ask Borka what his business is in Mattis's Fort. He's leaving now, either way!
Does that need to mean blood is spilled, so that everyone loses?
-The child is wiser than you, Mattis. -You two think of something better, then.
Soon Borka will lie like fox dung in the woods. Then I'll leave him be.
-I need to head into the woods, too. -Very well, be off, then.
Ronja mine, I could not live if something were to happen to you!
Birk, where are you?
Birk!
-Finally! I've been waiting a long time. -You have?
-You really have? -But now, Ronja, now it's spring.
-Now I have one of these, too. -I'm standing here feeling winter run out of me.
Soon I'll be so light I can fly.
Aaaaaah!
That was my spring scream. I have to scream a spring scream, or I'll burst.
I'm enjoying just lying here in the midst of spring.
I like you for that, Birk Borkason. Look!
But, there goes my winter hat.
-Aren't you thanking me for the loan? -Woffor did un?
Woffor did 'ey this way?
Come on then, Borka!
Piss boy!
You of little honor! Get down here, if you dare!
Even spring has been ruined for us by a couple of bad-tempered old robber chieftains.
[WILD HARPIES LAUGHING]
There are too many creatures stirring here.
-I want to go home now. -We must go our separate ways.
No-one can see us together.
Cheers for Borka!
[ALL LAUGHING]
Ronja darling, you were right! There need be no bloodshed.
Now Borka will go to blazes faster than his first belch after breakfast.
Look there.
Look who I've just caught with my own hands.
You beast! You can't do that!
What's that my daughter says I can't do?
You can go robbing all the money and goods and rubbish you want. But you can't rob people!
-If you do I don't want to be your daughter anymore. -Who's talking about people?
I've caught a snake fry, a louse, a little thieving hound.
And I'm going to get my father's fortress cleaned out at last.
Then you can be my daughter or not just as you choose.
Beast! Beast!
That's no way to talk to your father.
Fjosok, go up to Hell's Gap and send a message to borka.
Tell him I want to see him there as soon as the sun rises tomorrow morning.
-Don't you lay a hand on the snake fry! -Snake fry or no, this wound must be washed.
You can go to Hell's Gap, every man jack of you!
You never do anything but make trouble!
Do you hear me, Mattis? Get out of here!
You beast, Mattis!
Mattis, you filthy, lousy dog -- you piece of shit!
Come out, so I may spit in your porcine face!
May the harpies come down to claw your eyes out, you devilish child robber!
By the devil, you are such an ass! You Satan's whore!
Can't you make your own son, instead of taking the one I've given Borka?
-Can you make your woman be quiet, Borka? -Oh Mattis, you fu...
You're a vile man, Mattis.
To use my son to get us out of here. That's vile.
I want to know how soon you're going to get out.
If you give me back my son-
-you have my word that we will be gone before the summer is over.
You have my word that you will get your son before the summer is over.
-I meant I want him now! -And I meant that you shan't have him.
We have dungeons in Mattis's Fort. He will not want for a roof over his head.
Let that be a comfort to you if it happens to be a rainy summer.
Aaaaaah!
-Cry! I would too had I such a beastly father. -Hold your tongue! Do not interfere.
So, Mattis...
We have dungeons underground on this side too. Are you going to give me back my son or not?
Certainly I am.
And at the same time you will get back your child.
Fair exchange is no robbery -- you know that, you scoundrel!
-I have no child. -Is this some new mischief you're brewing?
Come and get your son. But you can't give me back my child.
For I have none.
But I have. And I want my child back, now, Borka.
Even if that child's father has gone as crazy as they come.
Are you coming, then? Get out of here!
-What is there between you? -She is my sister.
Oh yeah, we know what that will mean in a year or two.
Don't touch me! I won't have your hands on my body!
Birk!
-Ronja. -Don't talk to me.
-I'm glad you're alive... -Don't talk to me!
[LOVIS SINGING]
Birk! Birk! Where are you?
Birk!
Birk! Where are you?
-Yellin' an' shoutin' in the woods. -Yellin' an' shoutin'. Woffor did un?
-Birk! -Yellin' an' shoutin' in the woods.
-Birk! -Woffor do un shout like that?
Woffor do un shout like that?
For three days 'e shoutin'. Woffor did un do that?
Because I miss him. Can you understand that, rumphobs?
-Ronja! -Birk!
Here come another un shoutin'. Woffor did un?
-I'm moving into the forest now. I can't live in Borka's Keep any longer.
Why is that?
"Why is that?"
I can't put up with nagging and hard words for ever. Three days are enough for me!
I'm going to leave Mattis's Fort, too. I will!
I was born in a cave and I live in a cave. But can you?
I can live anywhere at all with you. I'll come to the Bear's Cave late at night.
I will be there waiting for you.
That's quite enough of this!
I'm so very tired of this.
Mattis has been doing nothing but lying in my room, staring at the wall, for three days.
He does not speak, he does not eat.
Sit down and eat. Can't you see they're all waiting for you?
Have you had enough, you merry clowns?
Farewell, Lovis mine.
Maybe we'll see each other again, maybe not.
Forgive me, but I must.
Away with you, grey dwarfs!
Shoo!
-Birk, where are you? -Ronja, I've been waiting a long time.
This is for you.
-Now eat, before you sing the Wolf song. -Which means you want to sleep.
I've labored like an oxen to clean the cave after the bear who stayed here last winter.
-I've brought home much firewood. -Good. Where there is a fire, there is also a home.
Yes, this is our home now.
[RONJA SINGING]
But I can!
[RONJA SINGING]
It should be Lovis.
Mattis...
Aaaaaaah!
I have no child!
I have no child.
I have no child!
Aaaaaah!
-I'm blue with cold. -Dawn is the coldest hour --
-then it gets warmer bit by bit.
Now we get the fire going. Come on!
This is the last of the milk. From now on we'll be drinking spring water.
It won't make us fat, but we won't die of it either.
Cover your ears -- my spring yell is coming.
Aaaaaeeeaaaa...
There, see? Spring came when I called.
-I was thinking about fetching some water. -Thoughts carry no water.
It smells lovely. Is the food done soon?
-This will give us food for many days.
Ouch!
-What's the matter? -I struck my foot with the axe.
-The wound has to bleed until it's finished. -Lovis usually puts dried moss on wounds.
I think I'd better get ourselves a supply.
Who knows when you're planning to cut yourself in the leg again?
Tell me you aren't bringing home salmon again. We eat nothing but.
It can't be helped. At least it's food.
Look. The moss is dry now. You can go ahead and cut yourself.
-Toss the knife over, I'll clean the salmon. -The knife? You've got it yourself.
-No, you had it last. Hand it over. -I have no knife. Didn't you hear what I said?
What have you done with it then?
Where I've done with it? You were the one who had it last.
-That's a lie. -It's not here, at any rate.
I thought I told you that without the knife we can't manage in the woods.
Then you should've taken better care of it.
In any case you're a mean devil, blaming others when you've caused the trouble yourself.
I see! So you're back again, robber's daughter. And I'm supposed to live with you!
You needn't worry, Borka robber. You can live with your knife, if you can find it!
May the harpies take you!
Damn her!
The knife? But then...
Oh, no...
-Ronja! -Woffor, woffor...
-She might as well stay in the woods. -Woffor did un?
-She'll be back eventually. -She'll be back eventually?
She can try...
"So you're here now? It's too late -- you should've come before."
Should I have come sooner? Woffor did un?
Ronja! Ronja!
She has probably returned to Mattis's Keep.
[HORSE WHINNYING]
Poor thing! Who has been treating you so badly?
Birk! Birk!
Birk! Did you see the bear?
He took her foal, he killed it.
-These things happen in Mattis's Wood. -But I don't want them to!
Hurry! Get the moss -- otherwise she'll lose all her blood!
Poor thing.
It is done.
Woffor, woffor... Woffor are they doing that?
-So she won't bleed out. -That foal, see.
-Not any more! Finish! -We know that.
-It was a pity the knife was lost. -It was a good thing that it came back again.
It was only under the moss, waiting, while we were squabbling with each other.
-How easily things can be ruined, quite unnecessarily.
That's why we need to watch out for those unnecessary things.
Come here! -They're not as shy anymore.
The little foal should have had that milk, but you can give it to us instead.
For we need it.
I've said I'm going to ride, and I am.
-They went all, like... -Villain and Savage, such fitting names.
We'll use the leather ropes for reigns.
-Look, what little milk she gives now. -Soon we'll have neither bread nor milk.
-Thank you for this summer, Lia. -Next summer you will have another foal.
Wild horses go on living quite cheerfully in wintertime too.
-Sister mine, it's summer now. -Wintertime...
-What in! -Ronja!
Lill-Klippen, it is you! You've come!
Nice view here. You can see the river and the woods, can't you?
Is that why you're here? To see the view?
No, no. Lovis sent me with some bread.
Lovis's bread... Birk, did you see? We've got bread!
It smells wonderful!
Yes, Lovis worked out that you must be out of bread about now.
Look, Ronja...
Won't you come home soon? Everyone is waiting for it.
-Mattis too? -That beast of Satan!
Who knows what he's thinking? He says nothing.
-Does he ever mention my name? -No.
I will never come home! Not as long as I am not Mattis's child.
You can tell him that. You can shout it out in Mattis's Fort
Not even Skalle-Per would dare to come out with a message like that.
-So you didn't go home with him to your father? -I have no father.
And if you don't watch out, I may have no brother either.
Forgive me, sister, if I'm unfair. But I sometimes know what you're thinking.
Yes, I'm thinking that I've lived for eleven winters but the 12th will be the death of me.
Forget your winters. It's summer now.
Lay off of my shoes!
[WILD HARPIES SCREECHING]
-Birk, the wild harpies! -Dive, Ronja!
Caw! Now the blood will run! Caw, caw, caw!
Now the blood will run!
Where are the little humans? Where are they?
-Birk, where are you? -Here, come quickly!
Caw! Now the blood will run! Caw, caw, caw!
Where are the little humans? Where are they?
Not seen, not seen. Caw!
Not seen, not here! Caw!
-Oh Birk, I thought you'd drowned. -Not yet, but soon.
Can you hear Greedy Falls?
Let go of the birch!
Lovis!
My child!
How wet your hair is. Have you been swimming?
Yes, we've been having a little swim, Birk and I.
Aren't you going to come and say hello to my mother?
You don't say hello to uninvited guests.
My mother taught me that while she was still carrying me in her arms.
It's a pity your mother didn't teach you some manners, too, while she was about it.
Birk is... tired.
-You know why I have come. -Not to give me bread, I suppose?
-You'll get bread when you come home. -I'll never come home.
Then it will end with Mattis jumping in the river.
He... but he won't even mention my name.
Not when he's awake, but every night he cries in his sleep and calls for you.
You know, Ronja, it's hard to see someone being so inhumanely tortured.
-Come home. -I can't.
-But what if Mattis asked himself? -He never will.
Go to bed. I'll wait here until it's light, then I'll go home again.
I want to sleep by you. And you must sing the Wolf Song.
[LOVIS SINGING]
-What is it, Birk? -I'm sitting here grieving, sister mine.
We have only this summer, you and I.
That's why I want to have it in peace, without any messengers from Mattis's Fort.
You will go back there when winter comes. I must stay here.
And freeze to death?
The way things are with me now, I don't mind very much about living unless you are with me.
Who said I was going back to Mattis's Fort?
I plan to freeze to death on my own, if it has to be.
But it's summer now, Ronja.
It's a rainy summer we're having.
It's a blowy summer we're having.
-It's a frosty summer we're having. -You treat your life lightly.
-I'll go down to the spring for water. -I'll come as soon as I get the fire going.
My child, my child...
I have my child!
Am I your child now? Am I really your child again?
Yes, as you have always been, my Ronja.
How I have wept for you. My God, how I've suffered.
Is it as Lovis said, that you will come home only if I ask you to?
Come Ronja, we're going now.
Though I haven't asked you yet, I do it now.
Ronja, come home to me.
Birk Borkason, come here!
-What do you want? -To give you a beating, really.
But I'm not going to. Instead I ask you to come with us to Mattis's Fort.
It's not because I like you. But my daughter does.
Do you mean that Birk may come with us?
-Mattis, I must talk to Birk alone. -But then we must go home.
Does he think I am going to be the whipping boy for Mattis's robbers?
Would you rather freeze to death in the Bear's Cave?
I think so.
Life is something you have to take care of.
And if you stay in the Bear's Cave for the winter,
-you'll be throwing away your life! And mine.
Why do you say that? How can I throw away your life?
Because I would stay with you,
-you numbskull. Whether you liked it or not.
I don't want to throw away your life, Ronja.
I will go with you wherever you go.
Even if I have to live among Mattis's robbers until it chokes me!
-Ronja! -Lill-Klippen!
Mattis, I thank you for allowing me to meet Ronja whenever I like.
Now I must go home to Borka's Keep first and see how things are with Undis and Borka.
If your father wasn't such a dirty devil, one might do what Skalle-Per wants.
Dirty devil yourself.
-What is it Skalle-Per wants? -He has plenty of crazy ideas, the old idiot.
-To think she's finally home! -You have never seen a filthier child.
My filthy child has come home.
Now I shall do my leap of joy.
[POOT!]
There should be some sort of greeting when folk come home.
-Ronja? -What is it?
-I just wanted to hear that you were really there. -Of course I am, silly.
They were so extraordinarily glad, Undis and Borka, when I came home.
I would never have believed they cared so much about me.
Yes, you must live with them. Until spring! That's when we move back into the Bear's cave.
The sheriff's men are after us. Hide!
Aaaaaah! Just you wait!
Soon I shall make meatloaf of every rotten sheriff's man in Mattis's Wood!
Brag when you're riding home. That's what my mother always said.
The sheriff will win in the end, Mattis, if we don't do as I've said.
Don't give me that nonsense about joining forces, Borka and I.
Who do you think would be chief of that robber band? Borka, eh?
The strongest shall be chieftain. Let a single combat decide.
You ought ot be able to win in single combat with him, you great ox.
[HORN BLOWS]
It's a great sorrow to me that you're such a dirty devil.
Otherwise I might have made you my second-in-command long ago.
And not had to squeeze the kidneys out of you now.
It's a great sorrow to me that I've got to smash your snout.
Because you were as ugly as anyone could wish already.
I'm extraordinarily sorry to have to batter you --
-until Undis will cry every time she sees you by daylight.
[HORN BLOWS]
Mattis is and remains the mightiest chieftain in all of the mountains and woods.
But Borka, you shall keep a chieftain's name and fame-
-but my word counts for more than yours from now on, you know that.
-Come, here, my friend. -How are you, Mattis dear?
Little Borka, you could use some beer.
Not this way. That way, that way.
-We won! -We won? Go sit down over there.
Don't be upset, Borka, because things went badly for you today.
Better times may come for the Borka clan.
When you and I are no longer there, your son will be chief, I should think.
-What about Ronja? -She does not want to be.
And when she says no, it is no. She gets that from her mother.
So, it will be Birk.
So you think Birk wants to be a robber chieftain?
He does.
I, Birk Borkason, solemnly swear that I shall never be a robber chief, no matter what.
You can't do anything with children these days. They do as they like.
You just have to get used to it.
-But it's not easy. -Cheers.
-Come, let me show you something. -Come here.
[ROBBERS SINGING]
Not me!
Damn it!
Lovis, wake up. I'm in terrible pain.
My one hope is that that villain Borka is lying there hurting worse than me.
Undis! Today we broke the sheriff's men, don't you know it!
That Mattis isn't so bad.
Fjosok! Take this.
Now we've earned a real meal.
Today, Skalle-Per --
-we fooled the sheriff's men -- oh it was a joy to see. That Borka isn't too bad.
Get that soup inside you to make you warm.
- Aren't you well soon, so I may have my bed to myself? -No.
I might just as well lie here and stare as sit up and stare.
This is the way I like it while I'm waiting.
-What are you waiting for? -Well, what do you think?
-What do you think is the matter with him? -Old age.
-But he won't die of it, will he? -Yes, he will.
Hell's Gap! I'll never stand for that!
You decide a lot of things, Mattis, but you won't be deciding this.
Ronja...
It soothes my old heart that neither you nor Birk want to be a robber.
It was something you could do once upon a time.
But it's tougher now, and you can be hanged before you know it.
Yes, and people scream and sob when you take their things. I'd never be able to stand that.
No, you'd never be able to stand that.
Ronja, do you remember me telling you about that little grey dwarf?
The one whose life you saved from the harpies?
He insisted on giving me... Well, here comes Mattis!
How red-eyed and worn you look. Are you ill?
No, you're the one who's ill.
-Skalle-Per needs to sleep now. -First I must hear the rest of this story.
Right, you know that little stream...
-You will find your way there. -Yes, I will find my way there.
But you must wait until spring, of course.
-Don't squash me. -I'm frozen to the bone.
You're as warm as glowing embers, Mattis.
I shall give you some warmth, old man.
He's dead! He's dead...
I most certainly am not. Don't you think I have enough manners--
-to say goodbye before I go away?
But now, now, good friends, I take leave of you all.
Now I shall die.
Now he is as dead as any living man could be.
He's always been here! And now he's not.
Mattis, you know that no one can always be there. We are born, and we die.
That's how it's always been. What are you complaining about?
But I miss him! I miss himso much it cuts my heart.
Would you like me to hold you for a bit?
Yes, you might as well. And you too, Ronja.
-Birk? -Yeah, what's up?
There is a silver mine. With piles of silver nuggets.
That's what the grey dwarf showed Skalle-Per.
-I'll believe that as much as I please. -Then what's this?
Oh well. Silver nuggets are good to have, but in the Bear's cave we have other needs.
-We can't eat silver uggets. -No, we cannot.
Have you told Mattis yet, that we're moving back into the Bear's Cave?
No, not yet. I'm scared to.
-He'll lose it. -But you have to.
-So, you're thinking of moving out? -Yes, I am.
My old cave! I spent every summer there.
There's no better place to live this time of year. Don't you think so, Lovis?
-These apples from last year are rotten. -Not all of them are.
Off you go, child, if your father says so. But I'll miss you!
-Help, he's angry. -I'm not angry at all.
Can't I throw things at the wall, have some fun, every once in a while?
But you'll come home in the autumn as you usually do?
Yes, I'll do what I usually do, and you'll do what you usually do.
But that cave is really mine. I might come and visit you from time to time.
He's welcome to come as far as I'm concerned.
But it will be a relief not to have to see that black curly head of his every day!
Can't I throw things and have some fun every once in a while?
-Or what was it you said? -Lovis! Come hold me! Now it's only you and I.
You and I! Giddy up! Giddy up, giddy up!
Aaaaaaeeeaaaa!