Countdown!
After two years on vacation Garsson returns to the space station and Peo.
50!
Garsson hitches through the universe. While waiting for the next ship he asks Peo for a story.
40!
Peo tells him about Mira, Glen, and Henrik, who are on their way to camp.
30!
The grumpy taxi driver Peo has his taxi stall in the middle of the woods.
20!
Peo is interrupted in his storytelling by two reptilian creatures outside the station.
Ten, nine, eight, seven...
...six, five, four...
...three, two, one, zero!
–They have guns, Peo. Duck! –Take it easy, Garsson. Look!
–Who are they? –Asram and Besam.
They are the greatest practical jokers in the universe.
Yeah, yeah. They were here one and tied the hoses and poured soda in the tanks.
–Not my favorites. –You could catch a ride with them.
Are you out of your mind? With them?!
I have to find out what happened to Mira, Glen, and Henrik.
Java hôn tachini. Takëte!
–Peo bëk tok Asram bôj? –Asram bôj. – Besam bôj. Teke teke.
Chalon bok. Tele bôj. Chombo kock kaffel?
–Chompô jem goggo! –Kaffel wok!
–What did they say? –They asked if they may dance.
It's nice to shake it loose when you've been packed into a ship.
They can be a bit of a pain, but they got the rhythm. Look!
–Won't you please...? –Maybe one could do with a dance.
No, no dancing. The story that you were telling... What happened next?
–Where were we? –In the woods. There was a bright light.
–That's when the grumpy taxi driver said... –He wasn't grumpy.
He was collected. It was a tough situation.
He... or you told them to get in the car.
That's right. A very wise decision – a mature decision.
Let's do what the taxi man says.
My name is Peo and I am in full... control.
Tell us what's going on, then! Ow!
Wow! Where are we?
Hey! Look!
It looks like a control room, maybe a nuclear power plant.
We've been drugged and kidnapped. I've seen this kinda stuff on TV.
There's someone who has the situation "under control".
–Taxi man! –My! I seem to have nodded off...
–A ferry? –Good morning.
Can we get out of this can of sardines now?
Can you help me?
Thank you.
I wonder if we've been kidnapped.
The kidnappers usually send an ear to the parents.
–Take a look at this! –Don't touch any buttons!
I've seen one of these at Huddinge Hospital.
Keep your fingers in check!
–Are you feeling nauseous? –I'm just a little dizzy.
It feels a little stuffed in here.
I heard on TV that you could lean back... and lean your head back.
It opens the airways, "backwards sideways".
–Like this? –Yes. Close your eyes and think about horses.
–What's up with her? –She's just feeling a little queasy.
Stop touching everything!
Look!
There, there, there...
Keep your fingers in check! It could be a ticking time bomb.
Don't touch anything! I better take a look.
–It was the taxi man! –What are you doing?!
–Are you seeing what I'm seeing? –Wow!
This sure isn't Camp Moose Cape!
Travelers of planet Earth...
–Peo! Whose voice was that? –Wait, Garsson.
–Å, Wresnyj! –Ozzymwresnyj kallgawesa con!
Kallgawesa wellchecon Wresnyj.
–Han Wresnyj? –Geggesan soy.
–Holtibolti gesansoy. –Han côn!
Who was the guy who said: "Travelers of planet Earth"?
It went like this...
–Teke bôj, Peo! Kaffel wok? –Blask goggo dollar.
You know, "Travelers of planet Earth"...
You're curious now, huh?
–Mëllon sok! Dollar soy! –Dollar teke tek.
Tekkitekki dollar wok!
Darn it, everyone's making such a fuss! –Move! Hut!
Now drink this and stop bothering me!
Peo soy! Teke teke Garsson!
–Well, what can one say? –Now I'll have you all to myself.
–Not if you're GIVING away soda! –It won’t happen again.
–So you can continue telling the story. –Okay.
We were not at Camp Moose Cape – nor on Earth. That's when we heard a voice.
Travelers of planet Earth...
I'm over here!
What's that?
Travelers of planet Earth, welcome aboard.
You are currently, as you've probably guessed, in outer space.
To be more precise–
–36,000 kilometers above the equator of planet Earth.
If you look outside you can see us passing over Africa.
Pinch me!
I'm sorry that I can't greet you in person.
This is a pre-recorded message, so listen closely.
First: Who am I?
I can only reveal that I don't hail from planet Earth.
And I don't look like this.
I might look like this...
...or like this...
...or like this.
But I think that this is a suitable image.
So I shall appear like this, and you can call me Alien.
Is this a hidden camera show?
–Question 2: Why are you here? –Because this is a prank show.
You three have been chosen–
–to carry out a very important and secret mission.
If you say yes to this offer–
–you will learn how to fly this space ship–
–to worlds no one has even heard of before.
–But there are four of us? –We got stuck with a taxi driver too.
One has to count on small mistakes.
–Whoa, smoke! –Are you okay?
You may not touch any buttons until you've received your training.
Thanks for the advice!
I'm giving you a chance to see the universe. But I can't force you.
You will soon vote: space adventure or summer camp.
But first I want you to take a look at this-
Space is so massive that many creatures in the universe go mad–
–trying to wrap their heads around it.
This is what you call The Milky Way.
A spiral galaxy consisting of 500 billion stars.
In one of the spiral arms.–
–we catch a glimpse of a completely ordinary, medium sized, yellow star.
We know it as the sun, surrounded by nine planets.
The third planet from the center is where we are now:
The blue and green planet Earth, your home up until today.
We've decided: We're staying!
It sounds like space is full of stars, comets, and galaxies.
But the distances between stars are long.
It takes light four years to travel from the sun to the nearest star.
Light travels very quickly – 300,000 kilometers per second!
A trip in one of your little Earth space ships would take thousands of years.
But there's a trick to travel anywhere you please:
To make use of shortcuts, black holes.
A black hole close to planet Earth could be a shortcut to another planet.
How to use those shortcuts is something you'll learn if you choose the space adventure.
This is the Horse Head Nebula – a gas cloud in the shape of a horse's head!
I want to go to space and you'll need an American.
We're good at space travel.
This is absurd! Are you listening to that ink blob?!
Of course we are!
I can't go to space. This isn't even my cab.
Before you vote I can only tell you one thing.
You promised your parents you'd call from camp.
You can do that from here using hyper space zonkophones.
That's all I'm telling you before you vote.
If you vote yes you'll have a space adventure.
If you vote no, I'll put you back down on Earth and erase your memories.
The choice is yours. I'll be back in an hour. Good luck!
I don't think this voting business is a good idea.
Maybe the oldest one should simply choose...
We know what you think, the question is what we all think.
We should take a look around the ship.
Oh, darn kids! What's wrong with a good, old-fashioned summer camp?
–A damn theme park. –Cool!
What are these idiotic, childish, ridiculous plastic bags?!
Peo, sit down on the couch, it's very comfy–
–and we'll be right back.
–Don't touch any buttons! –We won't!
What a lousy day!
Peo, why were you so grumpy all of the time?
Grumpy, and grumpy... I was a little standoffish. It was a stressful situation.
Look at the moves on Besam!
But I hope, for your own sake, that you voted FOR a space adventure.
You're not a coward.
It's not about how you vote... Bah! You'll see when we get there.
–What do you think this is? –A centrifuge, maybe.
Or a Peo Blaster!
Look at this! What is this?
–That's a sheep. –Maybe it's something food related.
–That's a pig at any rate. –No! –He's insane.
Well, something comes down from here. Maybe some kind of beam...
–Is this a super hair dryer? –Then this must be the hair gel!
Should I try it out?
It could be a microwave doodad that fries your head.
–This is probably an elevator. –You think? Are there multiple stories?
–We have to press some button. –You saw how that went for Peo.
I don't think all buttons could be dangerous.
Awesome!
Which one's mine?
Beep beep.
–There's four of everything. –This must be yours, Henrik.
Hold this, I have to talk to Zogin for a moment.
Hi, Zogin.
You might be the first gold fish who's ever been to space.
What have we gotten wrapped up in?
Glen and Henrik seem to have made up their minds. Peo definitely has.
Mine will be the deciding vote. And I don't know!
Something tells me that it's more dangerous to travel through black holes–
–than to grill hot dogs at summer camp.
♫ Temperaturen är hög uti kroppen, ♫ närmare 40 än 37
♫ Så ska det låta när ångan är oppe, ♫ och så är fallet i detta nu
♫ Sudda, sudda, sudda, sudda bort ♫ din sura min
♫ Munnen, den ska skratta och va' glad
Glen to Houston! Can you read me? Copy.
I can read you. Copy. Good luck!
I'm not scared, but look at them.
How are we gonna fly a space ship? We don't even know how to drive!
Peo does, but I don't think he's made of the right stuff for these kinds of adventures.
But yet, Zogin... to get to travel the stars...
Dad says that mom is up here among the stars.
And I won't see any horses here or elsewhere.
–Did I hear "horses"? –Yeah.
Then Camp Moose Cape is the perfect place for you.
–There are more horses than at the race track. –Really?
There are mares, stallions, ponies, geldings, fjord horses...
There are northern Swedish...
Excuse me, Camp Moose Cape doesn't have any horses.
It's a hypoallergenic camp.
Oh, you mean at Camp Moose Cape! Right! I'm just gonna go fetch something...
Garsson, before you say anything...
I want to clarify that I got two summer camps mixed up.
I wonder what you were really up to.
I'm also wondering what that one there is up to.
Mutanthony! I can see you!
Having no soul is no reason to be lazy! Get up and get going!
Peo, those musicians used to work like crazy!
All mutants do, except this one. Mutanthony is incredibly lazy.
You're becoming more and more like Gaia, talking like that.
It's not easy running a whole station and all of that.
Discipline, Mutanthony!
I get shivers when you're so much like Gaia. Let's continue the story.
Soon you might get Garsson himself working – the horror!
–A few more minutes. Where were we? –The vote.
–Did space adventure win? –The vote went like this:
Well, the time has come.
Those in favour of a space adventure press the green button.
Those against press the red button.
If it's a tie, 2-2, it defaults to "against".
Then I'm sending you right back to Earth.
So you need three votes to go on the space adventure.
Go ahead and vote.
Glen "Skywalker" Johnson isn't gonna pass up this opportunity.
Dear Henrik and Mira. Think of me.
At my age you should be sitting in an arm chair in front of the TV sports–
–not getting sucked into black holes.
I've read almost all books about space – there's only this left.
No! Then it's all down to me!
But you're a clever girl, Mira.
That's right. So you'll take this chance.
Okay...
You don't want to be trapped in a gas cloud, millions of light years from the nearest horse?
–No adventure at camp. –No horses.
–Adventure! –Horses!
Stop!
Typical girls. She's too chicken!
But Mira chose the space adventure.
Watch next week to find out what happens to the burning asteroid.
Take care of planet Earth! Remember: anything could happen in space.
Textning: Maria Gratte (c) Sveriges Television AB Translation: PuffyRainbowCloud