Pyrus: The Greatest Christmas (Alletiders Jul)

Times pass

times shall come

time that was, is time that is passed

even tomorrow, time will be over

it's going to be Christmas

christmas is over

the one this year will probably be more fun, than the many we've had

and that's because Christmas is old and christmas is new

christmas is never the same

christmas is like a morning dawn

a new painting in an ancient frame

Christmas remains even as the years pass

therefore, we know we will have an all-time Christmas this year.

The 20th December, and the net tightens.

There is no way around it,

Christmas is just around the corner.

Pretty soon it will ring the doorbell, and before we

look around, it has crept into

the living room in all its glory and splendor.

And I guess it's not even that bad.

Because what Christmas brings with it of little or big,

then it is the comfort that is the most important thing.

And having fun, we Danes can do that,

when we work, cooks, sings and romances.

That way, the waiting time doesn't seem too long.

Although it is obviously worse for some than for others.

Not least for those who don't know what Christmas will bring.

Christmas remains even as the years pass

December 20th "Fairytales."

therefore, we know we will have an all-time Christmas this year.

Wreath pyramids and the mistletoe. There!

Now it is in place and we are approaching.

We certainly do.

Yes, now there can't be much left.

Well, we are approaching our own time, aren't we?

Yes, there are still 150-160 years to go.

Well, that is nothing compared to what has been.

I'm sure we have Christmas in place before you can spell pixie.

What do you say, Freya? Am I right, or am I right?

- Surely... - Bingo!

Double portion porridge with an extra dollop of

butter for the young lady with the big full beard.

Uh, do you always have to talk so silly?

Well, well, well, well, well, well, well. Someone must have gotten their legs

out of the wrong side of the bed this morning.

- Shall Dad go fetch a little sugar cube? - Now leave me alone.

Yes but, uh but, oh but...

Why are you so mad? Christmas is just around the corner.

I don't care about your stupid Christmas.

Well, now she doesn't care about Christmas.

If I live to be 400, I will never learn to understand women.

Don't you understand that she is upset?

Yes, I do. I can see that.

But I don't understand why. Christmas is just around the corner.

Exactly. Christmas is just around the corner.

We have traveled through time and are approaching our own.

And she still hasn't discovered who she is.

Uh, oh. I had forgotten that.

Yes, but she hasn't.

And with each passing day, she becomes more and more aware of it.

Do you think I should...

I think we should leave her alone.

Come on, help me out with this.

Yes, come on, Pyrus.

We have a lot to accomplish today.

who am I? where do I come from?

and where do I belong?

who has invented me? who controls that game?

am I free or farmer?

do I decide for myself what I want?

who am I? where do I come from?

and where am I going to?

will I ever become someone again?

is there nobody missing a girl, who misses a friend?

I can be a duchess, noble and fine

I can be a beggar woman,

I can be a laughing stock,

I can be a grocery daughter,

I can be a word,

written by a young novelist, I don't remember a thing

who am I? where do I come from?

and what does it end up with?

where do I have at home? where does that place exist?

is it beautiful, or is it ugly?

is it nice, are there war or peace?

who am I? who are we?

who decides what time we live in?

who am I? who is who?

who can show me how I find home?

I can be a princess, robber or thief

I can be baroness, I can be a lie

I can be a goddess,

I can pace in ring,

I can be hard to find, I remember nothing

who am I? who am I?

Yes...

Good morning. What are you doing?

- No! Why is that going down? - Yes, it's... it's... I mean, it's...

What nonsense, it belongs to Christmas!

To my knowledge, Christmas isn't over yet.

No. I suppose that can be true.

Besides, you never know what can happen under one.

Perhaps a hot thing comes by.

- If so, she'll run away screaming. - That's nonsense, what do you mean by that?

- You're still an attractive man. - You really think so?

Yes. Has no woman ever told you that before?

No. Nah, no, no, not exactly.

There was once, but... it didn't go that well, as you know.

Nah, what was it really that went bad?

I cared too much about my work, I presume.

Yes, there are many who do.

- Once I even forget to come home. - Ouch, thanks for song!

- Yes, it could happen to the best. - Christmas Eve?

Hi.

- ... Hi. - Uh...

Yes, pardon I was a little... but it's over now!

You don't need to apologize, we completely understand.

- You do? - Absolutely!

It's not easy to live so long not knowing.

We understand that well, don't we, Pyrus?

Yes, and when you can get weary of me, it must be bad.

Nonsense. I do that several times a day.

Well, shall we get going?

- Who are we visiting this time? - I hope it's a king, they are so funny.

So it this one, although he's not a king.

- What is he then, if not king? - He's an author.

Oh, no!

Oh, no.

What's wrong now?

Everything is wrong. It's all wrong.

This is only about laws, lists, regulations,

paragraphs, memories, and descriptions.

But not a single word about Christmas.

Well, they must have celebrated Christmas.

Of course they have that too, but archive work is not the same as it used to be.

It has become more efficient. It is less colorful.

Now it's all just about dry numbers.

Where should we look then?

Yes, we are now in the 1800s, so there are more options.

There are both kings and queens, and

scientists, politicians, authors, and painters.

But it should have something to do with Christmas.

Authors?

Well, then there can be no doubt at all.

- Not so? - No.

Denmark's greatest author ever.

He must have written something about Christmas.

You mean him, the one...

HC, what a nut?

Pyrus, you won't tell me that you never heard of HC Andersen?

No, I won't. At least not if you don't want to hear it.

But I don't have.

Stamp and inkblot, it's worse than I thought.

Well, I think I know him.

He is the one with 'the Ugly Duckling.'

Yes, and the 'The Swineherd' and 'The Emperor's New Clothes,'

and 'the Nightingale.'

Halli-hello, and just a moment.

I know them well.

I just didn't know they were written by that O.B. Andersen.

HC... Hans Christian Andersen.

The world's greatest fairytale poet.

After all, he is also the one who wrote my favorite story.

'The Goblin and the Grocer.'

Has he also written about a pixie?

Yes, he has, even if it is more of a tribute to the art of poetry.

Yes, never mind the poetry. As long as he writes about pixies.

Shall we get home to him?

No, we won't, because we're going for a trip to Tivoli.

Welcome to Georg Carstensen's amusement park.

In Georg what-of-a-nut?

Carstensen's amusement park, better known as Tivoli.

No, look, there we have the Pantomime theatre.

- Is that where Pjerrot lives? - Namely.

And Harlequin and Columbine?

Stamp and Inkpad.