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.

December 22nd, the day before the day,

before the day. And the day before little Christmas Eve.

Has one gotten everything done?

Is the fridge filled? Are the presents securely hidden?

Is the decorations put forth?

Are there problems remembering why you even celebrate Christmas?

It is now one must watch out for life and body.

And for your health,

so that you can enjoy all the beautiful.

And have fun together, sing the many songs of Christmas

and decorate the Christmas tree,

so that the Christmas sparkle can shine

high from the tree's green top.

It is the night until today that it can be very difficult to sleep.

At the thought of all the strange and exciting things

that beckon ahead. And what else beckons ahead.

Christmas remains even as the years pass

December 22nd "Etiquette and manners."

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

Christmas this year, an all-time Christmas.

Guttenborg. Guttenborg, wake up!

What? Who is it?

Be quiet, look!

- She looks so strange. What is wrong? - Hush!

I think she's sleepwalking.

Now she's leaving. What will we do?

We have to go after her, come on!

- Come on, Pyrus! - Yes, yes, I'm coming.

But what could have happened?

Where did she go?

She must be here somewhere. We... we... are each going our own way!

Well, we're probably out for a night walk, huh?

Hey, where are you going?

- Watch out. Waking a sleepwalker can be very dangerous. - Why is that?

Because they find themself in a state where a shock can be

- very violent for the heart. - Yes, but we have to do something, Guttenborg!

We can't just let her scurry around in here.

We will have to. We can just monitor her.

And then maybe at some time, lure her quietly back home again.

Now she is gone again!

But then run that way, then I run that way.

- She has sunken into the ground. - Strange, she must be somewhere.

Oh no!

What was that?

- The door to the office! - Oh no!

Hail to you, guardian of Christmas.

Hail to you, the wanderer of Christmas.

Hail to you, the friend of Christmas.

- And hail you, our protector. - What?

Who... Is anyone here?

Down here, look around.

She wake him up on purpose.

Has she become completely maddening crazy?

Not at all, she talks in her sleep. She probably thinks she's dreaming.

Well, that doesn't make it much better!

- We have to help her, I'm going in there. - No, wait. Let's what happens.

Well, that's easy enough, he wakes up, then we have the trouble!

Who is it that is speaking? Is anyone here?

Down here, human. I'm standing right in front of you.

- Who are you? - Don't you recognize me at all?

You, who are so immersed in Christmas?

- No, not right away. - I am Zenobia.

- The Christmas Goddess. - The Christmas Goddess?

- Now she's gone crazy. - She dreams, she dreams a lot.

Maybe we should do something after all.

Just my words, let's get going!

Christmas Goddess, I wasn't even aware that one existed.

Well I do. And you have gotten mercy for my gaze.

I bless your work, and assure it will be crowned with luck.

My work?

My work in finding Christmas, oh... Many thanks for the...

What was it now?

Zenobia, the soul of Christmas, and the spirit of Christmas.

Come with me, and I will show you my kingdom.

Would like to, very much. I just need to put on my glasses.

Zenobia? Spirit of Christmas?

Where are you?

Hello?

Where can she have gone?

Is it just something I dreamed?

Christmas spirit?

Where are you?

Leave me alone. Sit me down. Leave me alone.

- Release me! Release... - She's wild, huh?

What are we going to do with her?

Over to bed, she's still sleeping.

Let me... leave me alone, release me! Don't you understand who I am?

I am...

I am...

Careful.

Thank gracious.

She is pretty far out there, huh?

I have experienced similar things with other sleepwalkers.

She should just be allowed to sleep. And when she wakes up,

- she remembers nothing more. - Why do you think she do it?

- Sleep walking? - Yes.

It often happens when you've been through a shock,

or are under tremendous pressure.

Freya still doesn't know who she is, or where she comes from.

And she can feel that time is running out.

There's nothing to say to her reacting...

If only one could help her...

If only we could just figure it out, Guttenborg.

As long as Bertramsen thinks it's just something he dreamt.

A little girl, and she wasn't bigger than that?

You promised you wouldn't laugh at me.

I am not. And she said that, she was the Goddess of Christmas,

and was called... what was it again?

- Syllefonia! - Yes, something along that.

But of course it's something I've dreamed. On the other hand, it's the most vivid dream

- I've had. - Yes, but dreams can also be important.

What do you think that dream want to tell you?

That I've gone crazy.

No, no, I think the dream is trying to tell you that the goal is just around the corner.

And that you just have to continue as you started.

Of course you're right.

Yes, now we have to get started. No more dreaming.

- Has anything arrived in the mail? - Yes, there actually is.

I've put it right over here.

- No, there's a letter from the Royal House. - Oh no.

Here you go.

- Oh no. - What is it?

And we therefore kindly requested them to meet

on the 23rd of December at...

Birger, Birger, you're going up to the queen.

- It can only mean... - Yes, that thing with the knight's cross.

Isn't it wonderful?

Yes, no. Well, what should I do?

I really don't know how to behave,

what to wear and what to talk about,

- and how to act. - That's all?

Well, that's no problem. We'll just

- study with the expert. - The expert?

Emma what?

Emma Gad. And does anyone know anything

about customs and manners at the beginning of this century

- then it's her. - But, how would that help Freya?

Yes, I don't know if it can, but we can hardly do anything,

than get the last Christmas in place.

And somewhere she has to originate from.

It's like looking for a male

in a whole truckload full of porridge.

A shipload, little Pyrus. A shipload.

- Well, we have to hurry. - What if she wakes up?

That's why I've left a message to her

about where we are.

And besides, she's far too weak to come with us.

Come on. Pyrus, off we go.

- Come now, Pyrus. - Yes, yes, yes.

We're busy.

who am I? where do I come from?

and where do I belong?

who have 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?

There's no point with Emma Gad,

she hasn't written a single line about meeting with the queen.

No, but that's likely because the country had a king in her time.

But otherwise, all her rules of life and advice still count.

May I see?

I don't know what to say to a queen.

Do you say; hello, queen.