Ronja, the Robber's Daughter (山賊の娘ローニャ)

What's making those sounds?

Don't trouble yourself.

The guards are watching.

Hey, play something cheerful.

Certainly, sir.

Why are we stopped?

- The monsters. Monsters!

Will you calm down?

What is going on?

Oh me, oh my.

- And I said calm down.

Hey!

Huh?

Oh!

(Laughter) Good day.

But not for you.

If you value your lives,

leave all your belongings

and run.

Oh my, we're done for.

Rubbish.

Just go!

They're over there!

And there as well!

Drive faster!

I don't wanna die.

Borka? You good for nothing.

- Mattis, you shameless low life.

- Borka, you foolish bull, this is our turf.

Hurry on back to your own forest.

- Oh, you think you can just get away

with taking our treasure from us?

- You're the ones tryin' to take it from us!

- You lay one finger on that treasure

and I'll plunge you and your entire clan

into the depths of hell.

- This loot happens to belong to us.

We've been tracking that wagon before

it even entered the forest.

- There's no way I'm letting you have it.

You want some?

- Say that again and I'll send you home crying.

That's my line.

Fine, stop your horse.

You stop your horse.

I said it first.

Well, I thought it first.

You're a toad.

You're a toad bottom.

Ahh!

Chief! Chief!

Let go of my tongue!

Chief, quick! It's serious!

Whoa!

Serious, eh? I hope so.

I was just about to get the better of him.

Not likely.

Mattis! Quick!

Faster, they're waiting for you.

Yah, yah!

- Go now, as quick as you can. Go!

Yah, yah!

Yah!

It's Mattis.

Oy, open the doors.

Lovis!

Oh my.

Lovis.

Lovis.

Lovis.

Lovis!

Noddle-Pete, where's Lovis?

- (Laughs) Upstairs, where else would she be?

Oh yeah, good point.

(Laughs) Yep.

Lovis!

Lovis!

Has he been born?

Oh, the baby? No.

- I heard you were in agony and struggling,

groaning in pain.

- The baby will come when it's ready to come

and not a moment before.

Waiting here is all I can do.

(grunting)

Let me have some quiet for our baby.

So it can hear me sing.

Go and drive those nasty harpies away.

- You wanna sing a song while giving birth?

- I think it might be easier that way and besides,

the baby would turn out all the joyer if it arrived

on earth to the sound of a song.

A quiet song, something soothing, you know.

Nice and calm.

Hmm?

Now hush those harpies! Go on!

I...

(Sigh)

Be gone, you harpies.

My baby will be born tonight.

Hear that, you hags?

Ahh!

- So, out for a spot of hunting, are we?

Tonight when you should be inside having your baby.

A baby of storms.

Ugly as thunder.

- My baby will be anything but ugly, unlike you!

That's some wind.

We still waitin'?

Indeed.

- I'm bettin' it's gonna be a boy.

Anyone else wanna bet?

Oh, come on now.

This is the stuff you just took.

Wait 'til you see what I bet.

I bet it's a girl.

Huh?

You put that down?

Incredible.

The first child born in this fort.

Hey, Shaggy.

You ever held a baby?

Not that I remember.