"Moomin" "Even you, who always tries to keep strong, - will have moments when you need to shed tears." "In those moments, just cry your heart out, - and then you will find that the sadness quickly disappears." "Come, come here to where I am." "Come and hold out your little hand to me." "I shall take you to the world of dreams." "As long as you have an honest heart, all is well." "Floren Loses Her Memories" "That day, Moomin and Floren were in the eastern" "Moominvalley, climbing up The Lonely Mountains." "Being high up feels really good, doesn't it?" "Isn't this better than just reading your fairy tales like you always do?" "Hm?" "Could those be an Edelweiss?" "Edelweiss?" "Not likely." "Edelweiss don't grow around here." "But I'm sure they look exactly like Edelweiss!" "I really don't think so." "I'm going to go pick some." "It'll be dangerous, so you'd better not." "But I'm so sure that those are Edelweiss!" "You're really a stubborn one, you know?" "Come on, won't you go pick some with me?" "If we help each other down, I'm sure we can reach it." "I suppose it's not impossible..." "But I'm sure those aren't Edelweiss." "Edelweiss grow at much higher places than here." "They're Edelweiss!" "Careful now." "I'm fine." "This is unexpectedly easier than we thought." "I thought you'd find this difficult, I'm impressed." "My Princess, may I have the pleasure of humbly offering you a flower?" "Thank you." "I guess they weren't Edelweiss, after all." "I told you." "More importantly though, going down from here looks quite hard." "Shouldn't we go back up?" "Heading for that path below looks to be easier." "I believe you're right." "We're almost there." "This is easier than earlier." "I'm really surprised, though." "I didn't think you could do this." "Princesses are very skilled at climbing down cliffs..." "Floren!" "Floren!" "Floren!" "Now the pistils..." "One, two, three, four..." "Avalanches look strange nowadays..." "Let's see, now." "How many pistils did I count again?" "One, two..." "Mr. Hemulen!" "Did you see Floren pass by here?" "Floren?" "Something round did roll by just a moment ago..." "That was Floren." "Floren...?" "You don't say." "Stop!" "Floren!" "Floren." "Floren!" "She's breathing." "She's just collapsed." "I have to carry her home!" "Moomin, is Floren alright?" "She's unconscious." "Then, what are you doing?" "I thought I'd carry her home..." "It seems to me that didn't go very well." "We could try splashing her with cold water instead." "Perhaps she'll wake up then." "But how do we get the water here?" "Here." "Use this to scrape bark off a tree then make a container with that." "I see." "Please watch over Floren for me, then." "Alright." "Hang in there, Floren." "Refreshing!" "So, she hasn't woken up yet?" "Not yet." "Well, then." "Thank heavens you woke up!" "Floren, pull yourself together." "Are you alright, Floren?" "Where am I?" "We're in the Lonely Mountains, of course." "Who am I?" "Why, the princess of the Lonely Mountains, Your Highness." "Princess?" "I see." "Of course, I am." "And you are?" "I am the Prince of Moominvalley." "No, you're not." "I'm not?" "You don't seem very princely to me." "You must be one of my retainers." "Yes." "You're my retainer." "No way." "Whatever is so funny, Old Man?" "Old Man?" "Don't you think she could've really lost her memory?" "I really don't." "She's just pretending, I say." "What are you people mumbling about by yourselves?" "Oh!" "We sincerely beg your pardon, Your Highness." "That's my castle?" "Is it not to your liking?" "It's but an old wooden hut!" "Floren." "That's a rather rude way to address your princess." "Oh." "I'm sorry." "My real castle must be elsewhere." "What?" "This must be a temporary residence, then." "Oh." "Uh." "Yes, that's what it is." "That makes more sense." "What are you two spacing out for?" "Send my maid to my chambers." "Maid?" "Did she say 'maid' just now?" "Pappa, where's Floren?" "She said 'maid'." "Mamma." "Will you go and see what's going on with Floren?" "What seems to be the matter?" "Well..." "She fell off a cliff earlier and hit her - head, and now she's acting really strange!" "Oh." "Nanette." "Do come in." "Nanette?" "I'm Moominmamma, dear." "But that name does not suit a princess's maid." "You'll be Nanette from now on." "I'm quite tired." "I'd like very much to go to sleep." "Fetch my nightgown and put it on me." "How is she, Mamma?" "She didn't have any injuries but it does seem as if she hit her head." "So she's really lost her memory?" "I couldn't tell for sure." "I was only joking when I said she was a princess..." "Well, let's be glad you didn't tell her she was a ballerina." "What is Floren doing now?" "She's sleeping, wearing my nightgown." "Oh, Moomin." "Would you place a canopy over Floren's bed?" "A canopy?" "Princesses' beds usually have something resembling a ceiling on them, right?" "That's a canopy." "Oh..." "Our Princess was really upset to find that her bed had no canopy." "But then, that canopy might prove unnecessary." "Floren might just regain her memories the moment she wakes up." "Or so we hope." "What do we do if her memories don't come back, Mamma?" "I suppose we'll all have to act as her attendants then." "I'm sure her memories will return in time." "I'll go try then." "Try what?" "I'm going to make Floren remember everything." "How?" "Well, first, I'll have her recognize me." "If I do that, all her other memories should come back one after the other." "How are you going to make her recognize you?" "She's forgotten even me, you know." "There's no way she can completely forget about me." "Such confidence." "She's sleeping really soundly." "Yes, she didn't stir at all even when I was putting up this canopy." "Oh." "She's opening her eyes." "Are you awake now?" "Floren, wake up." "Let's go and play by the sea." "Who are you?" "Stop pretending!" "I'm going to bite you if you keep insisting you don't remember." "Oh my." "You say the most interesting things." "So you remember me now?" "Of course I do." "See?" "I told you." "And who am I?" "You're Feste, the clown." "Am I right?" "Stop laughing!" "Feste!" "Ow, ow!" "You two, this is no time to be joking around." "Settle down immediately." "We shall begin the search for a man worthy of becoming my husband." "A husband?" "Oh, Stinky." "What are you doing here?" "Moomin called me over." "He said I'm to become a princess's suitor." "Why would Moomin invite someone like him?" "Moomin must have some kind of plan." "What do you mean?" "So, are you two supposed to be my rivals?" "Whoever answers the princess's three riddles correctly shall become her husband and own half of her kingdom." "Awesome!" "So?" "Who is this princess?" "Alright!" "Will the first suitor please come up?" "I'll go first then." "Oh?" "Hello there, Princess." "Is this man really one of my suitors?" "Yes, Your Highness." "He doesn't seem to be very well-mannered." "I'm very sorry about this." "You see, he comes from a country very far from here." "Their customs are quite different from ours." "I see." "I suppose that's understandable." "Well, then." "Here is your first riddle." "Go on." "What has four feet, yellow, and sings from within a cage?" "Let's see..." "A Canary!" "A Canary doesn't have four legs, now, does it?" "Is there even a bird with four legs?" "No one has said it to be a bird." "What's the right answer then, Floren?" "Why!" "How rude!" "This man is definitely not worthy of my hand in marriage!" "I believe he must be tired from his long journey, Your Highness." "Why don't we let him rest?" "Hey!" "Moomin!" "You're kidding, right?" "Quiet!" "Floren's the one who's acting strangely!" "Wait!" "What's the answer to that riddle?" "Whyever should I tell you?" "Please have the next candidate present himself." "Sorry about this, Snufkin." "It's fine." "Oh, what a gentleman!" "I thank you for your kind words, Princess." "These riddles might be a little too easy for you." "First, please try to guess what number I'm thinking of right now." "Three." "Correct." "Next, please try to guess what word I'm thinking of right now." "Love." "Correct again!" "It seems to me you'll be able to answer the last riddle as well." "Listen closely." "There are two numbers on my mind right now." "If I add these two numbers, what will I get?" "Twenty-one." "Oh my!" "Oh dear!" "Did he get it right?" "So close!" "The correct answer is twenty-two." "My heart is still fluttering in excitement!" "Maybe I should've just let that one wrong - answer go for such a fine handsome man!" "It's your turn then, Stinky." "Well then!" "Let's go become a husband and own half a kingdom!" "I wonder if Floren will ever go back to normal." "She will." "I have such a suitor...?" "You did say that I could invite anyone, Your Highness." "Yes." "I suppose I did." "Well, then." "Here's the first riddle." "Guess what number I'm thinking of right now." "What a stupid riddle." "Do hurry up." "Well, let's see." "Six." "Not by far!" "It's three million five hundred ninety-eight - thousand seven hundred and sixty-five!" "You're dismissed." "Wait!" "This is unfair!" "How rude!" "Leave immediately!" "Let me answer more riddles!" "No more for you!" "Go home!" "Give me one more chance!" "Oh, dear." "What a terrible person." "I've just lost all interest in finding a husband." "This search is now over." "Understood." "I completely support your decision on this matter, Your Highness." "The rest of my suitors will certainly be upset at not - being able to meet me, but please send them all home." "Right away, Your Highness." "Do be gentle in sending everyone home." "We wouldn't want to have anyone fall into - the depths of despair because of this." "Oh, trouble, trouble." "Then?" "What does Floren want to do next?" "She's upstairs, thinking." "She did say she wants to do something more noble this time, though." "Noble?" "What's that?" "It means she wants to do something more honorable." "I suppose that as a princess, she wants do something - that will earn her the respect of her people." "Oh, here she comes." "Your Highness." "How may I be of service?" "Summon Nanette for me." "She's currently away." "In that case, please have her make some soup once she returns." "Soup, Your Highness?" "Yes." "I shall set out to personally give some soup to the poor and needy." "What kind of soup?" "I shall leave that choice to Nanette." "I'm certain the poor and needy will be deeply touched merely upon receiving - some soup from their beloved princess." "I'll leave the preparations to you then." "There you have it." "Soup." "The poor and needy don't eat much, do they?" "This much is enough." "Do you know any poor and needy, Princess?" "I'm going to look for them." "Oh." "You're Feste." "Yes." "I'm heading out to feed the poor and needy with some soup I made." "Do you know any poor and needy?" "Let's see..." "Yes, I do." "I see." "I'm glad to have found some poor and needy to feed." "Then, won't you tell me where I can find these poor people?" "Sure." "I'll go take you to them." "They live here." "I see." "I'm glad to see that the poor and needy of this - country seem to be living in such affluence!" "To the lady over there, do come over here." "Who is it?" "I'm the Princess of the Lonely Mountains." "Princess?" "Yes, Your Highness!" "Please wait just a moment!" "What are you doing?" "Come over here immediately." "Right away, Your Highness!" "I'm coming!" "I'm very sorry to have kept you waiting." "Why, it's you, Floren." "That name again!" "I'm the Princess of Lonely Mountains." "What princess?" "It's not nice to play tricks on your seniors." "Senior?" "Then, you must be the Queen?" "Oh, dear." "So, then?" "What did you need from me?" "The Princess does not need anything." "I just thought that it was my duty as a princess - to come and feed the poor and needy some soup." "Here, please help yourself." "Poor and needy?" "I have three children and have never had any - problems providing them with enough food." "Come now, there's no need to hold back." "Do help yourselves to some soup." "Drink your soup yourself!" "You ingrate!" "Somebody!" "Summon the guards!" "Guards!" "Oh my, I can't see!" "I can't see anything!" "This is all because you wouldn't give in." "Floren!" "Who is it who calls me again with that lowly name?" "Oh, please stay still, Your Highness." "Hold her, Moomin." "Ow, ow, ouch!" "It's stuck somewhere." "Oh, it's this handle." "Ow, ow, ow!" "Stop that!" "It's going to chafe my skin!" "I'll remove that for you!" "Here I go!" "Oh, my!" "Hold it, My!" "If you hit her head, the princess will only get worse." "Yes." "You need to consider the princess's head." "I don't care how you do it, just take this container off my head immediately!" "Understood!" "She's unconscious." "You didn't have to hit that hard, did you?" "!" "Oh, don't be silly." "You know I've never experienced hitting a soup container before." "Princess, please pull yourself together!" "Stay with us, Princess!" "She couldn't have died from that, could she?" "Don't say that, Mamma!" "Floren!" "Moomin, wouldn't we have a better chance of - waking her if we keep calling her Princess?" "Princess!" "Princess!" "Please wake up, Princess!" " Here we go!" "She's awake!" "Can you hear us, Your Highness?" "Are you hurt anywhere, Princess?" "Where am I?" "On Earth." "Where else?" "That's strange..." "I clearly remember being up in the Lonely Mountains..." "Weren't we there, Moomin?" "Do you remember me now, Floren?" "However could I forget you?" "You're back to being Floren!" "My, what are you saying?" "I've always been Floren." "Yes!" "Exactly!" "You're Floren!" "That's who you are!" "Right, Floren?" "How are you feeling, Floren?" "Thank goodness." "What are you all so happy about?" "What happened?" "Oh, nothing big." "Just think of it as something like a dream." "And thus, Floren's short and happy time as a princess ended." "Well, I suppose we can't really say whether she was happy or not." "Do you know about martians?" "If you think they look like dreadful monsters, you're very much mistaken." "Real martians are very cute, strange little creatures." "Next on Fun Family Moomin, Episode 16:" "Martians in Moominvalley." "Look forward to it!" "My dream, my love, when you're by my side even the color of the wind changes" "The water shines as it plays with light" "Melt time into that sky"