01x17 - Episode 17

[bunniefuu]

-I also come from the star people.
-Your brand is not shining.

-I have no more power.
-Is it possible to take the power?

If they get close to you.

If they take the power,
you will never go home again.

-I have to go.
-Then go.

Dad called you.
Can you call him back?

Stop, you're ruining the song!
You sing horribly.

-I do not want to be the star child.
-You cannot behave like that.

I have to go home.
I have to become a guiding star.

I can help you
find the star child.

How?
Have you met the star child?

- Is that why you're so fit?
-The child is not here.

Some have ... seen it further south.

Whoever lives here is
looking for me.

Varg knows you're the star child.

What Varg drew looked like
a Starry sky.

Maybe the star map can
help me get home.

[fart]

-It wasn't me!
It sure wasn't me.

-Why do you think it's me?
-Leon can not lie.

Leon!

No, don't let it out!

-Yuck!
-Disgusting!

The door is locked.
Then he's probably not here.

Are we really
sure we should go in?

I'll go outside and keep watch.

It's a star map.

-Why does it say "Homecoming?"
-I do not quite know.

Star charts show what the starry
sky is like at a given time.

Maybe it's about
how to go home?

We have a map
showing how the stars were ...

... the night North Star arose.

Maybe he tried to make
the same map? The same night?

Maybe the date when the star appeared
is the date you can go home?

- Someone's coming!
-Lock the door!

[Knocking]

-What is your mother doing here?
-I do not know.

- It's fish soup.
-Why did she bring fish soup here? To us?

I don't know. I don't
even like fish soup.

Pass it on!

-He gave it to me.
-You have to take one and pass it on.

- He did not say that.
-You kind of just do it.

-It was for everyone.
-So say it, then!

You're quite selfish!

I think we can calculate the
exact time with this.

-I just do not know how.
Can't you ask your father?

-No.
-Isn't he an expert on stars?

-Yes ...
-Can't you just call him?

-No.
-Why not?

I have to go home now.

Can we go ask Ingeborg?

Hello. Where are you going?

-To Ingeborg's.
-OK. I'll come with.

Hey.

Hi! Come here then!

Why are you out here?

Do you remember when we lay like this and looked
at the stars when you were little, Kalle?

-Ingeborg did not get cold.
-I don't get cold either!

Lie down.

I love lying like this!

What is happening?

What's happening? I am shaking.

You're freezing.

-Take this.
-Is this what freezing is?

- We're going in.
-But I can not freeze.

-Why am I freezing?
-Because you've been here a long time?

Like with Ingeborg?
Are you losing your power?

- Do you think that's what's happening?
-Maybe.

-I have to get home!
-Yes, yes, yes.

Of course you'll get home.

We found this in Varg's cabin.

We thought it might show
when Elly can get home.

The exact date.

It has been a long time since
I have interpreted such maps.

But it looks like
this is the sky in December.

-But when in December?
-I do not know.

-Is there nothing in the book, then?
-It only says "one night in December."

But what about all these calculations?
All those stars?

No, they ... Leave the map here,
and I'll look at it later.

OK.

-Can I borrow the book and take it home with me?
-No.

-Why not?
-I want it here.

-Come on ...
-This book means a lot to me.

-I can take care of it.
- Promise me, then.

Elly!

How am I going to become star dust now,
if I lose the power?

-Hi! How are you?
-Good.

I'm riding on a snow mobile
to change the position of ...

... one of the satellite receivers.
How has your day been?

Can you read star charts?
I found an old star map.

I wonder
if it shows a particular date.

-It's possible.
- Can you check it out?

Of course.
Take a picture and send it. Good.

-But when are you coming home?
-I do not know.

-Are you coming home for Christmas?
-Yes.

Can we celebrate Christmas with you?

- We certainly can.
-We can?

It will probably be ok.

-OK! Good bye.
-Good bye.

Will it look just like the apartment building?

- I'm not sure it will look exactly the same.
-Yes ...

The snow fell lightly and nicely ...

Dad and I
always sing this.

This morning
when I dreamed on my pillow ...

-Do you have to?
-I actually do have to.

We turn on our lights
when it gets dark ...

-Won't it be nice if I do that?
-It will just be weird.

It's going to be great! Simen has
a concert at the nursing home tomorrow.

At the Christmas breakfast,
the one with all the Christmas cakes.

-You can't come.
-I want cakes too!

Then I won't sing.

Maybe I can
bring some home to you.

-OK.
-Fine.

OK.

On here, then we have to get it into the oven.

One two Three!

Bravo!

And the ice rink. Obviously?

How nice!

-On with the goals.
- A green man is coming.

-And a red.
-A yellow man is the keeper!

This is cool!

That's Jo.

-OK, now it's bedtime.
-No!

Simen, you too.

-What are you doing?
-Taking these up to the attic.

-I think you can sleep down here.
-Why?

Your bed is here. We are here.

Dad is not here.

Aren't you feeling better about being here?
You've made new friends.

But that does not
mean I want to live here.

I had friends where we lived before.
Then we lived together. All together.

The storm is getting worse.
I have to go home now.

If I lose the power,
I'll never get home!

I'm sure
you'll get home. Here.

Shouldn't the star child
always wear the stone? Like that!

Dad said I wasn't fit
to be the star child.

Of course you are.

The wind has come,
and everything stops.

The North Star shines,
as you know so well.

When everything is quiet,
you can hear me say:

Here you are at home,
here you can stay.

I know it's going to be stormy,
and I know you'll fight.

But we are waiting here
for when you come home.

I remember you as a child,
always trying to understand.

Even when you turn away,
and say you want to leave.

When the night spreads around you
and you are far away.

Star dust dances around you
and reminds you of what I said.

Let the wind carry
all of my words away.

You find your own way
and leave your own mark.

I want to sing this song, the
melody is for you.

The North Star in the sky
lights up your way

back to us,
back to your home.

Even if the snow falls heavily,
you will find your way home.