Countdown!
At the Space Servo, Peo keeps telling his story to an increasingly captivated Garsson.
50!
Mira makes it through the black hole. The ship now orbits Zoltzy, the yellow planet.
40!
Alien explains the mission: fetching a rare moss from one of the planet's peaks.
30!
Peo, Glen, and Henrik beam down, drive the cab to the mountain, and find the moss.
20!
But on the way back they can't find the beam-up spot and the tire tracks are gone.
Ten, nine, eight, seven...
...six, five, four, three...
...two, one, zero!
Civilization co-efficient at 3.2.
We need a paradigm shift here. It's time for a small miracle.
Kômell sálom, gorrëlbenjah!
Let's see here...
That got that planet going. Excellent! Garsson, fetch me a drink!
Garsson! Oh, right!
–Savidall Aloûgg! Saamit soy? –Savidall Peo. Garsson dollar.
–Geggesan sokk! –Peo Persson. Karramëll!
That's rich coming from you, you clown! Garsson, is everything okay?
-Now I'm ready for anything! -What's that?
This is my insurance against over-exciting stories.
I love your tales, but they have a tendency to be a bit too exciting.
That's when I pull this out.
Alougg is sketchy. I hope you know what you paid for.
-This is an awesome gadget. But how did it go down on the yellow planet? Tell me.
Have you changed the H34s? Have you checked the welding joints?
-Have you been stealing helium? -Ye- No, no, no! You didn't catch me there!
Okay, Garsson. Get changed and fetch me a soda and I'll tell you more.
But Peo, if you had left the car at the beam-up spot it would've been easier to find.
Yeah, that's what I said but the boys really wanted to take the car.
Anyway, the tire tracks end as the ground gets hard and things are looking bad.
I don't want to be stuck here!
You should have thought of that.
-Shut your mouths! -It's "shut your mouth"!
-Wasn't it your idea to take the car? -Don't fight. Wait!
Henrik to Mira, Henrik to Mira. Come in.
Henrik to Mira. Come in.
Mira to Henrik. Over.
Peo: When Mira found out what trouble we were in on the surface of Zoltzy-
-she sat down to find a solution in the big manual of the ship. That wasn't easy.
I'll look under "the yellow planet"... No, not the yellow planet... I'll look under...
"Beaming up", b...
Peo: But just as Mira was starting to panic, the zonkophone rang.
Garsson: So it was Alien who asked for help again?
Peo: That's right. And this time, Emelie from Alingsås provided very valuable advice.
Emelie: I know how they can find their way back.
They can look for the flag, off of the cab, which Peo threw away.
-Peo threw away... What flag? -It was attached to the antenna.
It broke off so Peo just threw it aside.
Okay. And that was right where they beamed down? Good. Wait here, don't hang up.
Mira to Henrik. You need to look for the antenna from the cab which Peo threw away.
It's right where you beamed down. Over.
-The antenna? What did she say? -She must have lost her mind.
I know! The antenna you threw away. It has to be nearby.
That way... That's the right spot!
-Binoculars! -Oh! Hopeless.
-Watch the paint! -This is life or death.
I see something! No, hold on...
There! That way!
-Come on! -Drive! Drive!
Straight ahead!
Now it's getting all exciting again, I need this.
-What's in that box? -You'll see if things get more exciting.
-How long did you have to reach the flag? -Barely a minute.
-What would happen if you didn't make it? -We'd be stuck on the yellow planet forever.
Right! Faster! Come on!
[STRANGE ENGINE NOISES]
Not again!
-Push here! Push! -Come on!
Mira to Henrik. The ship will be above you very soon. Beam up in... 10 seconds.
Push!
Eight, seven, six...
-Come on! -Get in!
-...five, four, three... -Come on!
...two, one, zero!
No, it's too quiet.
Please! Please, please, please!
You had to make it really tense! Take it easy.
I thought this was meant to be a lander. Whose idea was it to start driving around?
-Guess! -Really, Glen, it was all of our idea.
-Never mind. Next time I'm beaming down. -Ah! I had another.
-Boys only is obviously a bad idea. -Don't bring boys vs girls into this!
I'm tired of your excitement. I know where I'm spending the rest of this trip.
Who usually compares boys and girls? And it's true that only boys beamed down.
While you two argue, I'm going to watch that.
-Alien! -Or as you'd call it—"she-lien!".
Travelers from Planet Earth.
Congratulations! You've completed part one of your first mission.
The yellow planet was a beginner's planet without real dangers.
Later this summer your missions will be more difficult.
But first: the journey to your next black hole.
All information is in the navigational computer.
Plant the moss in the first display of the first cabinet.
We'll meet again after the next black hole. Good luck.
-"Beginner's planet!" -"Without any real dangers".
Sometimes I think Alien should do this himself if what we do is so easy.
Are you tried of space adventures? You who were so sure you wanted to go!
I just wish Alien would come with us instead of showing up as a cartoon.
Maybe he really looks like a smelly lump of ground beef!
-Or like a giant cockroach. -Or like a tiny, tiny bacterium!
Or like a tiny old woman with big hair, a wart on her forehead, and a mustache...
I think you're letting your imagination get ahead of you.
Oh well... I think it's time to be gardeners—in space!
Shouldn't Henrik set up the navigational computer so we can get away from this planet?
-Yeah. That's a good idea. Right, Henrik? -Aye, aye, captain!
It's getting a bit hard to concentrate. Calculate the course, that's what I'm doing.
Directional co-efficient 1.003...
...at a right angle to the center of the galaxy.
Acceleration 0-0.8... of the speed of light...
Time aspect is...
No, I'm sick of this! Glen seizes every opportunity to be alone with Mira.
If he had his way, I'd be at the nav-com for the rest of the journey.
I wonder what they're up to when they're alone like that?
Were they wearing fancy clothes and snuggling each other?
This was all going on in Henrik's head. Fantasies, Garsson!
-Was Henrik in love with Mira? -Crushing... and jealous.
-Have you never had a jealous crush? -No, no, stop it...!
-I'm sure you have. -Don't you mind that.
Either way, Glen and Mira planted the moss and Henrik set course for the black hole.
-What are you doing? -I already mentioned I dislike small spaces.
The cab and the ship is bad enough, but sleeping in a cage? Never!
I like my cage. It's like a private disco!
[LOUD MUSIC]
-Peo, do you also listen to that stuff? -Yes, but I like music!
Maybe you like a bit of jazz?
Absolutely, girl! I'll show you.
-Peo, that's bopping! -Yeah! This is my best friend.
Mira! Peo! Look what I found!
-Wait, Peo! -Do you have to interrupt constantly?
-What if Henrik found something scary? -A lava snake with jaws this big!
-No! -I'm just kidding.
-What is that? -I told you, this is my insurance.
An SLE 3000, a Silurian frightification eliminator.
How does it work?
Your stories enter my ears here and if they're too scary, the eliminator is activated.
-And Garsson escapes his nightmares! -All the gadgets they come up with...
-Now I'm prepared for the worst. -This wasn't scary. It was just some trash.
-Henrik, where did you find those? -Over there, behind the couch.
Apparently there's a secret sweet tooth among us.
No! Somebody on board is eating candy without sharing?
This is all of the candy I need.
What? It doesn't have to be me! It could be Henrik.
-So Henrik is turning himself in, or what? -Yeah. To seem innocent.
Or, it could be you. You almost seem aggressively innocent.
And you, do you have more candy under your pillow?
-It could be some mysterious freeloader. -Right. Wasn't this tasty, Glen?
Gluttony Glen.
I'm done with your candy fight, kids.
Innocently convicted. I think it's you, Mira.
What an egotist! He brings candy from Earth, hides eat, and keeps it to himself.
-I think we should catch him in the act. -Good!
-Goodnight, Henrik. -Goodnight, Mira.
Insane! I can't believe it!
Peo: That night it became clear that Henrik wasn't the only dreaming of Mira.
♫ Fly me to the moon ♫ and let me play among the stars
♫ Let me see what Spring is like ♫ on Jupiter and Mars
♫ In other words
♫ Please be true
♫ In other words
♫ I love...
Henrik!
Shit!
Double shit! Triple shit!
Typical!
Oh, what a dream!
Not a hit. The ending, that is.
Henrik showed up to get in Mira's good graces.
Can you keep a secret?
I keep saying I want to be a professional snowboarder or basketball player. And I do.
But my biggest, secret dream it so be...
...a singer!
I've never told anyone else this. I don't know why.
I think I'm a good singer. I think so...
But I've never dared to try it on anyone else.
-He sings great! Why can't he tell people that? -That's what I always wondered.
That's as if I didn't tell you that I can arm pit fart the national anthem of Ypsagon!
-What was that? -Arm pit fart the national anthem of Ypsagon.
I'll show you. Hang on.
-I don't think I can handle more of this... -Isn't it heart wrenching? And the chorus!
-Lovely! I have to go check on Mutanthony. -Hey now! I need to know how Glen fares!
Are you finished with the anthem?
-I can do another verse. -No, no, no! Things are getting interesting.
Now it's all about Glen becoming jealous and getting himself in a sticky situation.
Peo: Glen was full of energy after his dream and decided to play around a bit.
Cool!
Not bad, right? Alien made sure we're never bored.
Glen "Skywalker" Johnson to commander base, requesting permission to fire.
Oh no! I'm hit! I'm going down!
I was just pretending. The auto pilot is engaged. The ship is flying itself.
And, this is Mira's spot.
I'm not jealous about that. I'm very jealous!
She gets to fly the ship— just because she did best at the test flights.
But I have an idea.
Come...
I have an idea—simple, yet genius.
You remember how we learned a bunch last week.
If I give myself another dose I should be even better at space science-
-navigation, integrals, and... so on.
If I get better than Mira-
-I should get to fly the ship through the next black hole, right?
Okay...
So many numbers and stuff.
Last time it was pre-programmed and ready to go.
I'll just punch a few things in and get seated...
After last time, I know what a functional integral is.
Whoosh! Right into my head!
Let's see.
"The name's Bond, James Bond".
Get it? JB 007.
James Bond, agent 007. It's obvious. This will be great!
Okay.
JB 007.
When the others wake up tomorrow-
-they'll meet the new super intelligent Glen.
Alright. Let's go.
Was that really so smart by Glen?
How will things turn out for him and for the rest of the expedition?
Find out next week.
Until then—take care of Planet Earth, and remember: anything could happen in space.
♪ Our lives were a story ♪
♪ Without laws, without boundaries ♪
♪ But who can tell for sure ♪
♪ Where the journey will end? ♪
Original CC: Maria Gratte Sveriges Television AB 2014 Translation: PuffyRainbowCloud 2025-03-18