The NeverEnding Story (Die unendliche Geschichte)

Morning, Bastian. Morning, Dad.

Oh!

I had another dream, Dad.

About Mom.

I understand, son.

But we have to get on with things, right?

Bastian, we each have responsibilities.

We can't let Mom's death...

..be an excuse for not getting the old job done, right?

Yeah.

Son, I think it's time you and I had a little talk.

I got a call from your math teacher yesterday.

She says that you were drawing horses in your math book.

Unicorns. They were unicorns.

What?

Nothing.

She also says you haven't been turning in your homework on time.

And I'm very disappointed you didn't try out for the swimming team.

As to those riding lessons you wanted, you say you love horses

and yet you seem to be afraid to get on a real one.

Now, Bastian, you're old enough to get your head down out of the clouds

and start keeping both feet on the ground, right?

OK.

Stop daydreaming... start facing your problems.

OK?

OK. OK.

There, I think we've had a nice talk.

We should have more.

You have a good day, son. Don't be late for school again.

But yesterday I wasn't.

Hey, it's the weirdo.

Hey, weirdo, got any cash for us today?

Let's get him! Yeah!

Hey!

You're dead, weirdo!

You can't get away, you jerk!

You're dead, chicken! We're gonna get you!

Where's your money, man? I don't have any!

No money? Mama's boy's holding out on us.

If you ain't got no money on ya, you can go in the garbage can.

No!

Yeah, alright! Way to go!

Maybe the chicken can lay an egg in there.

Hey, who said you could get out of the garbage?

Get back in there! No, not again.

No, not again! Where do you think you're going?!

He went that way! Which way?

That way!

Get outta here! I don't like kids.

Are you still here? Didn't you hear me?

Um...I was... You're hiding, aren't you?

No, I was just... The video arcade is down the street.

Here we just sell small rectangular objects. They're called books.

They require a little effort on your part and make no b-b-b-b-beeps.

On your way, please. I know books.

I have 186 of them at home.

Ah...comic books.

No, I've read `Treasure Island', `The Last of the Mohicans',

`Wizard of Oz', `Lord of the Rings',

`20,000 Leagues Under the Sea', `Tarzan'...

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Come.

Who were you running away from?

Um...just some kids from school.

Why?

They wanna throw me in the garbage.

Why don't you give 'em a good punch in the nose? Hmm?

Well...I don't know.

What's that book about?

Oh, this is something special.

Well, what is it?

Look, your books are safe.

By reading them you get to become Tarzan or Robinson Crusoe.

But that's what I like about them.

Ah, but afterwards you get to be a little boy again.

What...what do you mean?

Listen...

..have you ever been Captain Nemo, trapped inside your submarine

while the giant squid is attacking you?

Yes.

Weren't you afraid you couldn’t escape?

But it's only a story.

That's what I'm talking about.

The ones you read are safe.

And that one isn't?

Don't worry about it.

But...but you just said it was...

Forget about it.

This book is not for you.

Koreander's.

Oh, yes. What can I do for you?

No, I don't have it. But I can find it for you.

Well...their run may be 300, 37 5.

Might take me a couple of weeks.

Goodbye.

Math test. Oh, no.

``It was midnight in the Howling Forest.

``The wind whistled through the tops of the ancient trees.

``Suddenly, something enormous

``crashed and rumbled through the eerie woods.''

What's that?

Ah!

Excuse me. Would it be alright if I joined you this evening?

You see, I've been traveling all day.

Arggh!

Mmm. (Sniffs ) Mmm. (Sniffs )

Aha! (Laughs )

Now I see why you picked this camp. Now...

Oh...oh...

Oh. Oh, no! Oh...

A delicious-looking limestone rock.

Mmm. (Sniffs ) Mmm. (Sniffs ) Mmm.

Nice bouquet.

Must be a real vintage year.

Yes, you are right.

Those delicious rocks are the reason we camped here, alright.

Is he...zzt...a nut case?

No, he's a rock biter. A rock bi... A rock biter?!

Hey!

Now...

Oops. Sorry.

Poor baby.

Pardon me. Mmm...that was Limestone with a dash of quartz. (Laughs )

Very tasty.

Where I come from in the north

we used to have exquisite gourmet rocks.

Only now...now...

..they're all gone.

I know how it happened.

Ooh! I...I swear it wasn't me.

Ha! No.

I think I know what it was. Tell us more.

Near my home, there used to be a beautiful lake.

But then...then it...it was gone.

Did the Lake dry up?

No, it just wasn't there anymore.

Nothing was there anymore.

Not even a dried-up Lake.

A hole? A hole would be something.

No, it was nothing.

And it got bigger and bigger.

First, there was no Lake anymore, and then finally...no rocks.

If he keeps stuffing his face like that

soon there won't be any rocks here either.

Night Hob, this could be serious!

Rock Biter, what you have told us

is also happening where I live in the west.

A strange sort of nothing is destroying everything.

Yes. We night hobs Live in the south, and it's there too.

So...it's...it's...not just in our part of Fantasia?

Maybe... (Gasps ) ..it's already everywhere.

Maybe our whole land is in danger. Uh-huh.

What can we do?

My people are sending me to the Ivory Tower, to the Empress for help.

We are on the same... Shh.

We are on the same mission.

After all, if the Empress can't save us, who could?

Then why are we all just sitting around here

instead of taking off for the Ivory Tower?

Right! What are we waiting for?

Yes! Yes! Let's go now.

Hey, wake up.

Come on, old girl.

We can't just hang around here.

Wake up. Ready for take-off.

Oh, stupid bat!

We can't wait for a snail. Can I carry you?

Don't worry, it's a racing snail.

Oh. (Stammers ) But we can't even wait for a racing snail.

Tally-ho!

Hey...it really is a racing snail.

And nobody gives a hoot about me and my stupid bat.

Maybe I'll take a few of these yummy gourmet rocks for the road.

Oh, no.

The Nothing.

Look!

There it is.

The heart of Fantasia.

I NEVER knew it was that beautiful.