"Takume is also a coral island, like Raroia, but somewhat smaller." "It's one of the few islands where there are plenty of pearl mussels." "And at this time of year there's usually a lot of natives, from other islands diving for mussels." "Tetohu and the other pearl divers, can dive down to 40 meters depth to pick up mussels." "And they can stay under water for more than 3 minutes." "What?" "Is that your bag?" "How many mussels are there?" "No, this is my bag." "He says that if the wind is strong, then the palm trees will break." "So it's probably safest to stay on his raft." "It's probably safest then." "Land ahoy!" "Swedish Radio presents" "Villervalle in the South Pacific" "Shipwrecked" "They're made only of flour and water, fills the belly." "Utterly useless from a nutritional physiological point of view." "Teao 8 dumplings, Tiniki 11, Konao 7." "7 dumplings." "What's happened?" "Is it about the children?" "Yes, it's from Takume." "There's apparently been a cyclone over the island." "Are they all right, then?" "Well, it's not clear, but it's clear that they've survived." "What should we do?" "Well, we must go to the telegraph office and try to get in touch with Takume." "Hello Takume, Monsieur Moule." "Reao, here." "Are you receiving me?" "This is Takume." "Monsieur Moule speaking." "Takume, calling Monsieur Moule." "Monsieur Botman wishes to speak to you." "Good." "Put him on." "Thank you" "Thanks." "Hello..." "Hello." " Hello, Monsieur Botman." " Hello, Monsieur Moule." "I'm listening." "He says Grandma and the children disappeared on a raft." "Disappeared?" "Where are they now?" "Yes..." "Yes." "The cyclone whipped up a giant wave that swept across the island." "Is there anyone who's died?" "I don't know, but Moule and our friends from Raroia seem to have coped." "They climbed onto the church roof and tall palm trees." "Yes." "Thank you, Monsieur Moule." "Thank you, Monsieur Botman, Goodbye." "Goodbye." "I'll get back to you." "Goodbye." "What do we do now?" "We should..." "We shouldn't worry ourselves." "The raft is very good and solid." "Monsieur Moule built it himself." "Out of a..." "Out of a veranda." "Veranda?" "Where can they be, do you think?" "The cyclone came roughly along this path." "So they're certainly somewhere on the Raroia, or maybe even further south on some of these smaller islands." "Or else they've missed all these islands and are on the way down to the Arctic Ocean." "Then it's paramount to get hold of a schooner that takes us from Reao to Raroia." "Thank you, Monsieur." "I wonder where we are." "I for one, am more curious to see if the island is inhabited." "Hello!" "Hello!" "Is there anybody home?" "It would seem that this island is uninhabited." "Perhaps we've even discovered a new island, which isn't on any chart." "We must hurry and take possession of it." "I hereby take possession, the discoverer, Vilhelm Valdemar." "What about me, then?" "It was me who saw it first." "I will take possession of it, for time immemorial for the Swedish Crown, and the government's behalf." "I name this island after me, the discoverer, Botmans land." "You fool!" "The first thing they'll do in Stockholm, when they learn of this, is to send over a taxman." "Hey Grandma, actually, I think we have to put a letter in a bottle and bury it in the ground somewhere." "So that our occupation is recognised by other powers." "But now we have no bottle, so let's do something useful instead." "Down with you from the palm tree!" "Get us some drinking nuts, then Lenalisa and I will find a place to build a hut." "Lenalisa, take the bag!" "Oh, that's good!" "Well, let's get started with the hut." "Get poles!" "Lie down, Grandma." "Lie down!" "One, two, three." "Three steps long and four paces broad." " Is that okay, Grandma?" " That will be fine." "What do you think about this, Grandma?" "It's fine, Villervalle." "Now we can handle ourselves." "Make a fire and then provide us with some fish." "Okay, Grandma." "No granny knots, Lenalisa, just reef knots." "Up with you, you slackers and come and compete with me in archery." "No, ugh, it's too hot." "No offense, Grandma, you're great, but I still miss the guys on Raroia." "Being on a deserted island isn't as fun as I thought." "You never said a truer word." "Oh, to be back on Raroia." "But now we're not on Raroia, lazy dogs!" "What, are you reading the homework?" "You haven't got sunstroke?" "You may not be so stupid after all." "In the absence of bread then you eat the loaf." "(Reading aloud from the textbook)" "It's enough like that." "They shouldn't eat too much in any case, if they are starving." "It's very important in all these contexts, that a scientifically accurate readjustment takes place." "Yeah, right." "Hurry up!" "Typical Villervalle!" "Yipee!" "Is it possible you're looking for us?" "Mom!" "Dad!" "Oh, how glad I am to see you!" "It's Robinson Crusoe himself, eh?" "How healthy and well-fed you're looking!" "What did you expect, really, eh?" "Tetohu!" "Dad, what happened to M. Moule and the others on Takume when we disappeared?" "Moule and all our friends from Raroia survived." "Yes, we can talk about it later." "This way, if you will." "Look, Grandma!" "I'm practicing in case the cannibals come." "Your turn, Dad." " Is it me now?" "Right." " Like this, it's much easier." " Show us then!" "He's a tall cannibal, this one." " Are you throwing now, Ernst?" " Oh!" "Not bad for the first time." "You see the palm sprouts, eh?" "No, don't go up to them!" "Come here." "No, go around the palm tree!" "Around the palm." "Watch the palm sprouts now." "Look at them!" "What do you think about that, Dad?" "You see, the cannibals, they like coconut sprouts." "I hereby greet you, welcome to Botmans land." "Botmans land - conquered by Villervalle Belonging to Sweden" "It's really good for Swedish people, that we've finally got a vacation colony in the South Pacific." " Yes, and so close." " Just on the other side of the world." "Yes, there aren't that many rooms here, though." "Hey, the food is ready." "This way!" "Food?" "Hey, but so nice!" "Botman residence." "And a calendar." "Dad!" "Go to that rotten palm trunk 15 meters further away." "If the enemy comes." "Good, very good." "The food is ready!" "But how did you know we were coming today?" " You?" "The party isn't for you." " Isn't it?" " No, we're celebrating our graduation." " Graduation?" "Yes, Grandma gave us tests and we received top marks." "That's why we thought we'd celebrate with a little party." "To which we intend to invite all of you." "Won't you sit down!" "Hey, one doesn't sit down before the guests." "Here you are Mom, here Dad!" "Tetohu..." "Kaoko!" "And I thought you'd have to repeat a grade." " Repeat a grade?" " Yeah." "Hey, what might this be?" "Well, it's a sea urchin that we called pieviar." " Pieviar?" " Yes." "It tastes like a cross between caviar and cherry pie." "Yes, it does, actually." "Pieviar." " Pieviar." " Yes." "Dear Mother... dear children." "It's... it's hard to find words for what we... what we feel, now that you've been rescued." "But..." "But, this time it was all the rescuers who were afraid." "Subtitles by Faxeholm and Squashy Hat"