[Part 23:
THE DAY BEFORE THE DAY]
–Ugh, I hate garlic!
–So do the ghosts. Have a slice.
No thanks. I have my own methods.
No!
Self-defence for women.
–Do all aliens look like you?
–No, some have bright hair.
Others have snub noses or slanted eyes.
–Are there little green men too?
–Yes, but only on Mars.
Oh my god! My kids! Melitta! Come with me!
Knock it off! What's going on?
–Get dressed, we're leaving this place.
–What are you talking about?
We're going back to the city to
celebrate Christmas. Home is safer.
–Why not? –We don't want to go home!
–Hurry up! This is an emergency.
We told you whenever we saw
something unusual. Like, say, ghosts.
–Hi.
–No!
Stop! Stop!
Abracadabra! Beelzebub! Hallelujah!
Come this way, kids.
Evil can't get past the salt.
–Watch out!
–Jump over the salt line!
Get thee gone, evil spirit...!
Away! Begone!
Apologies for the intrusion...
... But should we cut
the tree down soon? Hm?
There! Then you hang up plenty of
colourful things in the tree. Here, there...
And then you place tiny gifts below it.
Then you dance round and round...
afterwards you throw it out.
–Why do you do that?
–... It's tradition!
Are you feeling well over there?
–Have you noticed anything?
–No. Like what?
They can get in through your nose and take over your soul. Don't breathe! Or you'll become someone else.
He's coming!
–Want some mulled wine?
–... Mhm.
Are you there? I mean... Are you YOU?
–Yeah, I'm me. And you? Are you you?
–I think so.
Seems like they're still acting a bit tense.
Hey, Staffan... I think I know something
that would get them to relax!
OK... Hey there, wanna hang out and
read superhero comics?
Ugh, that's too childish!
'sup, cutie? What's a princess like you
doing at a castle like this?
Good sh*t! ... But wait, she can read minds.
Should I think it or say it?
If I have the pot on she can't read
my thoughts. That's good.
But how would you say it?
Ugh, it's much easier to just think it!
Hello, Ivar. Shouldn't you help us
decorate the tree?
–What? ... "Superhero"? Who's what?
–No!
I wasn't supposed to think that!
The idea was that I
should think another thought...
... But then I thought about the thought
I wasn't supposed to think about!
–I have ears too.
–Of course...
–Can't we be BFFs?
–BFFs? What does that mean?
You're, like, giving each other company. Like
friends, even if it's one guy and one girl. Like...
Oh, you mean that!
Jeko!
–Isn't that cheating?
–T-t-t-that's just like Staffan!
–He's always been a sore loser!
–My god, that's just human.
Right? You have to be
a good winner, too...
–Leif here gets all uppity whenever he wins.
–Oh, Jean does too! Uppity!
I've heard that time and time again.
Wouldn't you agree... Leif, was it?
–That's right. I'm an engineer.
–Whoa, that's interesting!
You think so?
–Would you like to see my antenna?
–Gladly.
It's up on the roof.
That's just like Leif.
All he ever thinks about is work.
That's just par for the course.
–... Oh, I'm Staffan.
–Astrid Olsson. I am a dentist.
–What's your job?
–Oh, I just quit.
–Oh, you're a pensioner!
–Yes, I suppose you could say that.
Mum and Staffan seem to be getting along.
That means we get to stay for Christmas.
Perfect!
–Will you stay too, Dioda?
–Yes, if I'm allowed.
Sure you can!
–Is that a Santa?
–No, it's a Christmas Elf.
–Why haven't you moved the satellite?
–It's impossible!
–So you're not going to move it?
–No, that's right.
–Suit yourselves... You're not getting gifts.
–What?!
You heard me. This'll be a gift-less
Christmas. No presents. Nada. Zero!
Why not?!
The big guy with the beard can't
get anywhere on his sleigh. Look at this!
So here's the satellite. Here's Santa,
here's the beard, here's the sleigh.
He's supposed to go that way, but
then it'd go "bang"!
The satellite's in the way; it ought'a be
over there! But now it's here!
But... Can't he just turn to the side?
What? He can't just turn to the side, he's
been driving this exact route for centuries!
–So that was why we had to move it?
–Why didn't you tell us from the start?!
I just thought I had to help Dad with
getting the TV to work!
Yeah, yeah, just stick the
blame on someone else.
But how are we supposed to
find a rocket today?
–A rocket?!
–Yeah, last time you said we needed a rocket-
so Spark could get up there
and move the satellite. Did you forget?
Yeah, I can't keep track of
all of the details.
Happy Salmon to Green Hunter.
I'm heading out.
You can solve that yourselves.
–You really want Santa to come, huh?
–Sure we do.
Then I will try to help you
move the satellite.
–What?
–Yeah!!
–But how? We'd need a rocket.
–I have my tekardmyr.
What?
–Tekardmyr... What's that?
–It's a thing I'll use to go back home.
Back home?
You are very sweet... You have taken me in
like we were family.
But I also have a family, on
the other side of the Milky Way.
I haven't seen them in 200 Earth years.
It is time for me to go.
–I'll move the satellite on the way.
–But we were supposed to be BFFs.
Ivar, if you really want to be BFFs
with me, you have to let me go. Jeko?
OK...
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