[Part 22:
DIODA]
My name is Ivar. What's yours?
Strange. She doesn't really look like
she's been locked up for 200 years.
True... Grandma looks thrice as old,
and she's just 62.
She does seem normal, though.
Except that she can't talk.
What are you doing?
Sign language.
Ugh...
Hello! My name is Ivar.
–How's it going?
–It seems like she is mute.
No way! She knows how to talk;
we've talked with her before!
Yeah, but that was 200 years ago.
I forget my vocab homework in a week.
That's right! Maybe she has lost
some of her memories!
I have read that you can restore
people's memories...
If you remind them of something
truly, truly discomforting!
I believe it's called the "shock effect".
Perhaps we should bring her
the Count's portrait!
–Should we really do that?
–Yes, try it out!
But give her something to eat first,
she looks like she's starving.
There's something weird about this.
Kids, close your eyes! We've
come back with a few secrets. ... Kids?
Oh, no...!
They still haven't cleaned up.
Seriously, Leif, I'm too tired to take
care of this. You tell them off.
I'll tell them, darling. You can relax.
Kids!
I'd done such a good job...
Strawberry ice cream, chocolate
sprinkles and juice? OK!
Well, that sounds delicious.
But I'd rather have an explanation.
I cleaned this corridor very recently...
We were just...
Oh, we'll take care of it later.
–Bring some saffron rolls as well!
–Right!!
I understand... Snacking is so much
more fun that cleaning!
–Am I invited?
–No...
Get her something to drink, too!
She looks parched!
No? But others apparently are!
Now where's our secret guest that we...?
Oh... So that's how it is.
May I offer you anything?
Maybe a bit of soda?
No!
Thank you so much! That's
just what I needed. My name is Dioda.
And I'm Ivar!
–How old are you?
–Where do you come from?
Well, Dioda...
Listen, I don't know what you have been
up to in the corridor, but it had recently been cleaned...
Is it messy?
But...!
It was really messy earlier!
Whoa...
–Everything can be explained logically.
–I don't know, I haven't seen anything.
[Book title: "The Unexplainable"]
Darling, wouldn't it be nice
with tiles in the kitchen?
Look at this. Something's strange upstairs.
Let's see...
Parapsychology, people from Mars, UFO...
And terracotta... Would fit together
with the cupboards, right?
Look at this.
Ectoplasm... Mirages... Ghosts...
–Easy to clean, too.
–Ghosts! Follow me, I have to show you something.
What is it now?
Look, isn't it incredible?
–What?
–It's squeaky clean, can't you tell?
Of course it's clean, we cleaned up
right before we went to the store.
Yes, but when I went up to tell off
the kids... You should have seen it!
The walls... The floor... It was full of
goo and crud, and...
–I don't see anything.
–Not right now, but...
–Look at this.
–"Inexplicable phenomena"?
Lillan gave it to me, and look at what
she's underlined.
"Ghosts do they exist"?
Yeah, so what?
Lillan's never shown interest for
anything normal, hm?
So... You mean the corridor
should have been cleaned by...?
Not everything's natural. Think about
all of the strange things happening here.
Armour that moves on its own, floating rocks,
cheesecake that goes missing in the microwave...
And the strangest part...
Where do all the newspapers go?!
Is there anything about
flying robots in here?
–She recognises the place.
–"Oidar."
No, it's a radio.
[Do you think she's a ghost after all?]
That's broken. Dad messed with it...
Sound would come out of there.
♫ Sweet home Alabama...
–How did you do that?
–I just do, like upstairs.
–You did that?
–Where do you come from, really?
ULAS J0744. Up there,
near the end of the Milky Way.
I knew it! You're from space, right?
–"Nedmyr."
–She's an alien!
–Can you talk now?
–Put that away!
She doesn't want to look at that villain!
Ivar, thank you for saving me.
I'd almost given up hope.
Oh, don't worry about it.
Seriously, you were really brave.
–The Count isn't a nice person.
–Maybe not, but you are.
sh*t, what do I say now? She's
the prettiest in the whole world! No, in the galaxy!
–You're pretty adorable yourself.
–What, can she read minds?!
It's not that hard.
Oh no, she can hear my thoughts!
So embarrassing!
I need a pot... A pot!
–Can you still hear my thoughts?
–No, now it's quiet.
Phew!
I can't bear to imagine
what we'll see next...
–Wh- what's that?!
–That's our son.
–Why do you have a pot on your head?!
–I'm thinking.
–And who's that?!
–One of the kids' friends: Dioda.
–What'd you say her name was?!
–Dioda missed the last bus home.
Can she sleep over tonight?
[Are you any good at video games?]
–Isn't she a bit too old for Ivar?
–Well, experience never hurts.
Leif, there's a hole in your hand!!
Ectoplasm! They wrote about it in the book.
It's... a booger...
–A booger?!
–Yes. From ghosts.
Ghost boogers?!
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