ARABELA
In an effort to restore order to the scrambled fairy-tales, the wizard Vigo
turns Majer into a dachshund. Yet an incredible thing happens that night:
As if he were never a dog, Mr Majer appears on the screen and spins
a horrible tale that foretells the destruction of the entire magic kingdom.
Desperate, king Hyacinth offers half the kingdom and Arabela's hand
to the one who saves his country.
The evil Rumburak, who assumes Mr Majer's appearance for the third time in order to
play havoc with the tales and win Arabela, rubs his hands with glee
at the thought of victory.
episode V Arabela's Escape
...This is how things stand. I'm listening.
Our readers want to know why you cancelled the fairy tales.
Simply because we couldn't go on like this.
Look. All these are letters from shocked parents and teachers.
Here. While some kids actually liked it.
"Express". How come Mr. Majer wasn't in front of the camera
but still appeared on the screen?
- Well... That's a mystery. - A mystery or I'd say a magic.
So, in your opinion, we are living in a fairy-tale, correct?
- I would like to see this nutcase in person. - Why can't you understand what he's saying?
Quiet, please!
I'm not surprised that you, as future engineers, are vexed by these things.
Sit down.
Excuse me, professor, but here we have a theory that allows for magic.
What do you think, Majer?
- I think that it's not that simple. That... - ...that we really live in fairy tale.
Quiet, please!
Something fantastic happened to me. A girl...
Ah, this heavenly love...
Quiet, please!
Please, why are you fooling around? Do we have to understand everything?
It's great to try to know life. But it still can make us wonder...
Well, go on and wonder, poet!
When you can give us some real proof, we will talk again.
Payda, stop it.
- Whats wrong with you? Lying down and growling. - I havent slept all night.
- Hello. - Hello.
- Can I talk to Peter? - He's in class. Please,come in, doctor.
He came to see me yesterday. He said something about dogs. I think he's hallucinating.
- Doctor, could you give me a sleeping pill? - Yes, of course.
This is my husband. For now we are keeping it secret, but since you're a doctor...
That's it. A tragedy.
- Mr Majer. How did this happen? - How should I know? How about that sleeping pill?
Here, Mr Majer. That'll calm you down.
We must take him right away to the clinic. Just let me pull myself together.
- I feel a bit dizzy. - We hardly notice it anymore.
- One can get used to anything. - People, I want to sleep.
Here he is, professor.
- What's this dog doing here? - That's Mr Majer.
Excuse me?
Majer. The one who tells botched fairy-tales on TV.
I know him from parents' meetings.
- How do you know this is really Majer? - He told me himself.
- It doesn't look like he's talking. - Because he's sleeping.
He said he suffered from insomnia, so I gave him a pill.
But otherwise he speaks like a man.
Aha!
- Whose dog is it? - Mrs Majer's. Its her husband.
You think that I...? No, no... I assure you I am totally sane!
No, I am fine! Let me go.
You've worked with someone, and then...
- Have you read this? - Yes.
Looks like we'll be very busy. And give the dog back to Mrs Majer.
Peter, this is for you. Life-size.
- A big love needs a big picture. - Yes, Peter, great format. Fabulous!
- You owe me one, you know. - Don't forget to tell her hello from us.
- Arabela. - Yes? Any good news?
They just agreed to set my wedding date for the day after tomorrow. Finally!
- You love him a lot? - Willibald? Why?
He's the only single prince in the whole wide land.
If I don't marry him, I'll never marry.
- But love... - What is that - love?
You have this strange feeling
and you are so happy you can't eat or sleep.
Sounds like an illness. Our poor dad cannot eat or sleep either.
I prefer to avoid such joys.
So you are saying that no one has answered my appeal?
That's correct, Your Highness.
Your Majesty, there's a man here who wants to save our kingdom.
You see?
- And who is he? - Your Highness...
It's me!
Come here, Rumburak. You'll be severely punished.
- Are you sure, Your Majesty? - Guards, don't let him escape!
Don't make a fool of yourself, Your Highness. I can disappear whenever I want.
Where did you get the magic ring from? And why aren't you a wolf?
And you, why don't you care that the Little Red Riding Hood hasn't fulfilled her duties?
Or that the dwarves are going to blow up your kingdom?
That's more than I can bear.
I will give the throne to anyone who restores order to the land of fairy-tales.
That's why I'm here. I will fix the tales
and sit on the throne with princess Arabela as my wife.
So you don't care about Willibald at all? - He has a suitable social status.
But Xenia, even if you were a beggar, love could turn your life into a fairy-tale.
I'm not going to be a beggar, but a queen, and Willibald will be the king,
and we'll turn this kingdom around.
It will as nice as the human world.
Come in.
His Highness summons princess Arabela. - Excuse me.
Mr Rumburak claims that he can put the tales back in order.
And I have to keep my royal word.
Mr Rumburak will get half the the kingdom and you as his wife.
- Is that clear? - She's not dumb, is she?
You're just going to marry Mr Rumburak.
I know it won't be easy for you, Arabela. You're still a child.
A child! Others have married and she will too.
- What's the big deal! - Quiet, please!
It's not easy for me either. I will lose what I hold dearest.
Oh come on. You'll lose a daughter, but you'll gain such a dashing son-in-law.
Can't you shut up for just one moment?!
Dont be afraid, daddy, you won't lose me. I'll never marry Mr Rumburak.
Is that so?!
Go away!
- What are you saying? - There's no need to rush, my child.
You word is more important than you can imagine.
we need to talk some sense into her! Such a spoiled brat!
Behave or I'll forget you are a queen!
I don't recognize you, mother.
Enough! You said - the kingdom and Arabela, didn't you?! And I want both!
Arabela, you know how much peace and oder in the kindom matter to me, don't you?
- I can't allow... - ...me to be unhappy all my life.
That's what you wanted to say, isn't it, daddy?
Shut up already, stupid bird!
- Don't forget you're in the royal castle. - Right.
I want a clear answer. If I satisfy all the conditions, will Arabela be my wife...
...or not?
No.
Very well. But soon you'll be sorry for your stubbornness.
Pass me the midnight roots, Pekota, on top of the cubpoard.
- Where exactly? - Take a good look.
- Give them to me! - There's nothing on the cupboard.
This dove's getting on my nerves. What if it gives us away?
Oh, c'mon, thanks to you, she can't speak with a human voice.
What can she do?
- Yekota, stir it! - Yekota is a dog. I am Mekota.
- Dammit, how do you tell them apart! - Well, I do. Here.
Arabela's not complete, she has no arms
and has no feet.
They call it spaghetti, but it's like cooked strings.
You roll them up like this, drop them into your mouth and half of them don't make it.
- Arabela. - You seem in a great mood.
Why not? I feel as if I've escaped the hangman's axe.
Did you hear Rumburak's threat?
- But what could he do to me? - I don't know.
Don't know why the queen is taking so long.
- You can serve the dinner, Kiril. - Right away.
Here you are, Your Highness.
Dammit!
- What held you up so long, my dear? - Something important, ok?!
- Would you like more, Your Majesty? - Leave me alone!
Thank you, Kiril.
- I'd like this juicy breast. - And I--a drumstick.
Princess, please allow me serve you.
- And where's Arabela? - No idea.
- She was right here. - She's got legs--must have gone out.
She'll be back.
- Sorry to have interrupted your dinner. - It's ok, I was almost done.
Please.
- Did you have anything tasty? - Pigeons.
I'd have a little pigeon myself. Sorry, I haven't eaten yet.
- Blekota, come here! - Righ away, sir.
Servants, carry on yourselves. I'm coming.
- Inside TV. - Will you tell me why you kidnapped me?
- How can I be of service, master? - Excuse me, princess.
What's that old man doing in the kitchen?
He brought a white snake for sale. - A white snake?
Whoever eats it, will understand animal language.
Interesting. Prepare it for dinner. But don't you dare try it, I'm watching you.
Yes, sir.
- You're asking why I brought you to my castle? - It's yours?
No one knows about it, not even Vigo! No one will be able to find you.
You haven't answered my question.
I'll tell you why I kidnapped you.
You'll stay here until you agree to be my wife.
We've searched the whole castle and the grounds, and couldn't find her.
She couldn't have just vanished into thin air.
Don't worry, Your Highness. I'll look in my crystal ball.
Don't be afraid. It's just Fekota and Yekota. They're harmless.
I'll show you the castle.
You could spend your life here. That depends only on you.
This is the kitchen. You know Blekota. The little one is Pekota.
I also have Mekota. He'll be the one watching out for you.
He mixed up our names again. But that's quite all right.
Ah, the baked snake is ready. Wonderful.
OK, set the table for dinner, I'm hungry.
Hurry up!
- Please, princess. - Please.
This is a secret room.
It would probably tickle your fancy, but you'll never get inside.
Right, Mekota?
- I'm Pekota. - I always mix them up. Please.
This will be your room.
- Head on your shoulders and watch her like a hawk! - Yes, sir. Like a hawk.
- Where have you been flying, you haven't been home all week! - I went to the Black lake with the sparrows.
- Two days there and two days back. - You better not be lying.
But please!
A princess dropped her pearl necklace so deep into the water,
that no one can fish it out.
And you went to stick your beak in there? That's so typical.
And you don't care that I'm alone all night with the kids! I couldn't sleep !
It tastes awful but at least I will be able to understand animals.
Princess Arabela.
Has anything happened?
- So you want to marry me? - Yes.
All right, but on one condition. Far away from here there is a black lake.
And in the lake, there's a necklace. Bring it to me and I'll be your wife.
My dearest Arabela, I'll be glad to grant your wish. I am a mighty wizard.
- Look at him, Fekota. - Yeh, proud as a peacock.
- Idiot. - Puffed up idiot!
- Blekota! Do away with these two dogs! - But...
- That's an order! - Yes sir.
Fekota, Yekota, let's go..
- Why all of a sudden? - Let's leave that right now.
As for your wish I will grant it in a blink of an eye.
The Black lake is two days' flight from here, but I'll be back in the morning.
If you should need anything, Pekota is outside your door.
See you soon, my dear. You don't know what love is capable of.
You'll see for yourself.
- Where are you going, princess? - You have a very nice head, Pekota.
- But why did you...? - Let me see!
No! What are you doing, princess?! You can't go in there!
The master will be furious. Stop!
Where's your head? Come!
No one is allowed in here! Princess, go back.
Won't you shut up?!
Go back.
No!
Everything's here!
- It's forbidden. - A travel mantle.
- What are you doing? - A suitcase.
You shouldn't, don't take it. You'll be in big trouble!
- Leave the ball! - I want to see what's Peter doing.
- You are crazy about her, aren't you? - Go play with Marjenka.
With her it's always the same thing: fiancés, weddings, husbands.
- You want to get married, too? - Are you going to leave?
If you want to get married you should take Ms Mullerova. That's all she thinks about.
Honza!
At least she'd stop giving piano lessons.
- This is going to end badly. - Princess, at least give back Pekota's head!
You don't know Mr Rumburak, you'll be sorry.
Tell dear Mekota and Yekota that I'll never see Mr Rumburak again.
- Best of luck to you. - No, princess!
It was so wonderful when she was near,
that now I write in verse and can't think clear.
I haven't shaved and feel my forehead burn,
and just keep repeating: Arabela, return!
Peter.
Arabela!
Peter, they brought dad! Come down, quick.
Excuse me.
- There're papers only for one. And the other one? - He's ours too! Right, Payda?
- It's not easy. I could get in trouble. - My word is not enough for you?
- It's not easy, ma'am... - My older son will confirm too.
He's of age.
It's really not easy.
Karel?!
- It really isn't easy, is it?
Karel.
- Whats up? - Dad, you're our dad again.
Let me...
How's it possible? Tell me, how's it possible?
Arabela is back.
Translation from Bulgarian : MANASYt http://myspace.com/manasyt Proofread by aileverte