[radio host] Good morning, Trolberg!
In just a few minutes, we'll be sharing a recipe for a veggie dip
brought to you by the makers of your favorite snack, Jorts!
But first, take a look at this exclusive footage obtained last night
of not one but two bonfires spotted on the mountains outside the wall.
According to the Head of the Safety Patrol, Erik Ahlberg,
these mysterious bonfires are the work of trolls.
[playful music]
[chittering]
-[rustling] -[chittering]
[spits]
[upbeat music]
Bye, Mum, see you later!
-Bye! -Come on, Twig, we'll be late.
[Twig yelps]
[loud chittering]
-[panting] -D'oh!
-[Hilda graons] -Whoa, there, miss. You all right?
[Hilda sighs]
Oh, yep, I'm fine.
Don't worry. Bus is late.
Whew! Sorry about this.
Oh, it's okay.
Happens more than you'd think.
Hold up!
You forgot your bag, miss.
Oh, thank you!
[engine revs]
Ugh.
Hello there. Are you hungry?
[chuckles] Just don't tell my supervisor.
[chuckles]
[door clanks]
-[birds chirping] -[theme music playing]
♪ Hilda ♪
[woman vocalizing]
[tranquil music]
[door clanks]
[sighs]
[door clanks]
[supervisor] Gil? Gil! Are you there?
Yep. Just finishing up this drop.
[supervisor] I need you to report over to corporate headquarters.
Apparently, the Head of Distribution wants to see you.
-Me? -That's what they said.
Okay. On my way.
[starts engine]
[engine stops]
Wowzers.
[song on PA] ♪ You're gonna love our Jorts ♪
♪ The crisps shaped like jean shorts ♪
♪ Put some in your mouth right now ♪
♪ Do it, Jorts ♪
[clears throat]
I'm here to see…
Elevator's on the left.
Oh, yes. Thank you.
[elevator dings]
[elevator beeps]
-[knocking] -[door squeaks]
You wanted to see me, ma'am?
Gil! Come in. Sit down.
I've been watching you, Gil.
-You have? -[chuckles]
-Come join me by the window. -Okay.
Look out there, Gil, what do you see?
I think I see some trucks.
The world, Gil!
The world's out there and it's begging me to explore it!
Oh!
The great big world is calling me, Gil, and I must heed its call.
I'm going to need someone to stand up and take my place.
Stand up, Gil!
I am standing.
Ha! Yes, you are. You're a natural.
[Wanda] Now, if you could just sign here.
Okay. There you go.
You're going to do great here, Gil.
I can tell.
Well, I'm off.
-Yipee! -Oh.
[pen clicking]
[suspenseful music]
-[chittering] -[knocking]
Hey, where's Wanda?
Oh, she…
I'm her replacement.
Replacement, huh?
What are you drawing there?
Oh, I just like to doodle a bit.
An ideas man!
We could use someone like you in Marketing!
Hey there, Guy!
It's Gil. I just wanted to…
That's great, Guy. Say, you've got a nice face.
How would you like to be the new VP of Product Development?
Promoted? Again? But I just sat down.
Yes, you did, Guy. Yes, you did.
-[upbeat music] -[elevator dings]
-Wah-hoo! -[all cheering]
[upbeat music continues]
[laughter]
[all cheering]
[munching]
What do you say when a witch sneezes?
Verheill oksaell!
Correct.
These questions are weird.
Frida, aren't you tired of all this prep work?
I mean, don't you actually want to do some more magic?
Without studying, there can be no magic.
Besides, more isn't always better.
Ask me another one.
[Librarian] There you are.
The Committee of Three would like to see you at once.
Committee of Three what?
Witches.
Witches?
I don't think I'm ready to meet a real witch.
Uh, David, the librarian's a witch.
Oh.
-Oh. -[birds screeching]
-[Twig yelps] -Finally. Took you long enough.
Hello, Frida.
How's your studying coming along?
Fine, thanks.
Who's the boy?
I don't even…
I'm so scared. I don't even know.
Who am I?
That's David.
Ah. Right.
Completely harmless, if you ask me.
[moaning]
Oh, relax boy. You're not the one in trouble.
So, somebody is in trouble?
There's been a disturbance in the natural order of things,
the cause of which can be traced to a certain someone in this room.
Me? But I've been in the library all day.
I haven't had the opportunity for mischief. I…
[munching]
Maybe you haven't,
but the tide mice you released have been out there
making a jumble of everything.
Tide mice? That was ages ago.
We completed the disenchantment spell and everything!
Apparently not.
Should we turn her into a toad?
No, even as a toad, she'd still find a way to cause trouble.
Maybe we should send her into the Juvenile Void?
[Frida and Hilda gasp]
That's a bit harsh don't you think?
Pilkvist? What are you doing here?
Apparently keeping you three from overreacting once again.
You've heard what she's done!
Yes. Yes.
Tide mice running amok, the natural order of things. Blah, blah.
News really travels fast around here.
Huh. Witches gossip.
The girl must be punished!
The rules are clear!
You're just looking for any excuse to throw someone into that void.
-She has a point. -What is that supposed to mean?
Come on. Let's go while they're distracted.
[witch 2] You know perfectly well what I'm talking about.
[Tildy] You're just in a mood.
I don't understand.
Why didn't the tide mice leave me in peace?
We did everything we were supposed to!
Good Jorts to you!
David and your mum said the disenchantment spell.
Yeah. Our souls returned to our bodies.
[groans]
I'll always remember that feeling.
You didn't forget to feed them a morsel of bread, did you?
Well, technically, but just for a minute.
It can't be that specific?
Magic usually is.
Look. If we can find the tide mice and bring them to the Committee,
maybe we can fix this. Where do you think they could be?
Hmm...
[indistinct chatter]
Tide mice, where are you?
[groans]
-Careful! -Oops.
[Hilda] Sorry, Alfur.
You know, all of this could have been avoided
if you had just read the footnotes.
I think I found something.
A nest.
But what are these gold thingies?
Ooh! Definitely tide mice droppings.
Maybe Twig can help track them.
[sniffing]
[barks]
You did check your pack?
[Frida] Look, more droppings.
But no tide mice.
If they hitched a ride in my pack, they could be anywhere by now.
-David! Don't touch those. -What?
I'm not going to leave perfectly good bits of gold just lying around.
I don't feel so good.
-[hissing] -[yelps]
Oh, no.
-What happened? -That was really creepy.
I think we better get help.
[upbeat music]
[grunts] It's locked.
Just a moment. [clears throat]
Hniga!
Cool.
Note to self, Frida can open doors.
-Hello? -Is anybody here?
Hello?
-Hello! -[Librarian] Keep it down, please.
This is a library, after all.
Sorry. But we need some help.
Hilda's starting to do that creepy eye thing again,
and we can't find the tide mice.
Can you take us to the witches? Maybe they could do something?
I wouldn't go down there right now if I were you.
They're occupied.
[all groan]
But I think the Oracle might be of some assistance.
Who's the Oracle?
Not who, what.
Although they're changing the name to The Jorts Gazette starting next week.
"Under Mr. Jones' leadership,
Jorts has gone from a local snack bran to a multi-national snack empire.
Quite simply, the world has gone Jorts-mad."
[munching]
What? They're delicious.
I think I know this guy.
I saw him at the bus stop this morning.
But he was the delivery man.
This explains so much.
The tide mice must have enchanted him and given him their good fortune.
That's why we've been seeing Jorts all over the place.
[stomach growling]
All this talk of Jorts has made me hungry.
Thanks.
Does this mean I'm going to devour his soul?
Most likely.
This is all my fault.
I'm definitely going to the Juvenile Void.
Ouch! My pants are on fire!
[whooshing]
Oh. It's my gold.
Ooh. That can't be a good sign.
It's not. It means we're running out of time.
We need to get those pesky rodents back as soon as possible
to perform the disenchantment.
But how are we going to find this Jorts CEO?
There's an address on the back of the bag.
Oh.
[ominous music]
[brakes squeak]
[distorted Jolts jingle on PA]
[distorted song continues]
[beeps, dings]
[gasps]
Come on.
[workers gasping, moaning]
If this is my future, I don't ever want to grow up.
I don't think this is normal.
What's wrong with them?
[all growl]
[all whimpering]
I thought there were 2 mice, not 439.
I'm a fast counter.
Apparently, they've multiplied.
Business is a fertile breeding ground for tide mice.
All that greed.
Then we better rethink our strategy.
[tense music]
[moaning]
If we're going to catch all the mice, we'll have to split up.
David and I will cover floors 1 to 13.
We will?
Hilda and I will take floors 14 to 25 with Twig.
Let's go!
[upbeat music]
[whirring]
Huh?
[yells]
Sorry!
[sighs]
How's it going, David?
Brilliant!
[dings]
Where is everyone?
[barks]
What is it, boy?
[announcer] From the people that brought you Jorts, new Jumbo Jorts!
You can eat them and wear them!
[boy] Get your Jorts on!
[moaning excitedly]
[slams]
-[David whimpering] -Good work, David!
[upbeat music continues]
Uh-oh. [yells]
No, no, no, no!
I'm going to the top. I've got to find that CEO.
I can handle this floor.
I'll see you on the other side.
[David yelling]
Out of the way, David!
-[vacuum stops] -[sighs, yelps]
I haven't had this much fun since I don't know when.
You call this fun?
I don't get out much.
We make a pretty good team, David.
Glad I could help, librarian?
Call me Kaisa.
Glad I could help, Kaisa!
[ominous music]
-[knocking] -Shh...
[grunts]
-[door creaks] -[gasps]
[Twig growling]
Um, hello?
Mr. CEO?
[growling]
[moaning, snarling]
Ugh. It's getting worse.
There you are!
Gotcha!
Come on, tide mice!
[grunting]
Time to go!
-[yelling] -[chittering]
Huh?
[grunts] Where did they go?
[Gil moaning]
Oh, hello? Hilda.
Nice to meet you again.
[Hilda gasps]
Here's your hair.
What just happened?
[Hilda panting]
Oh, no!
Hilda! Did you find the CEO?
Yep, I found him.
Did you catch those pesky mice?
Almost. But I lost them in the vent.
They're gone.
Gone? That means…
We won't be able to do the disenchantment.
Worse than that,
we're likely to see this happen all over again.
Who knows what it will be next time?
Maybe pigeons will rule the planet.
Are we guessing? I didn't know if we were guessing.
I might be able to help.
Come on, come get your Jorts.
There you go.
Turns out, they really like these things.
Huh. Thank you.
I know this is going to sound crazy
but if you don't come with us to perform a magic disenchantment,
I might accidentally take possession of your soul for all eternity.
[nervous chuckle]
And she'll probably be banished to an endless void.
[Huh. [chuckles]
Not the weirdest thing that's happened to me today.
[witch 1] Ooh! What if we turned Hilda into a bag of Jorts?
The girl doesn't deserve to be turned into snack food.
-Excuse me. -Juvenile Void it is!
Meeting adjourned!
-It was one little mistake! -Excuse me!
What kind of girl performs an enchantment spell
without reading the footnotes?
-[whistles] -Kaisa?
All the loose tide mice are rounded up.
And these two, they're the ones who started it all.
Well, I am, really.
If you want to send me to the Juvenile Void, I'll understand.
But he shouldn't have to lose his soul over it.
Hi.
There's got to be something you can do.
You've shown bravery and responsibility
which, given your recklessness, has served you well.
We will help you undo what you have done.
And we won't send you to the Juvenile Void for now.
But we can't overlook your transgression.
For the rest of the day, you'll have mouse whiskers
to remind you what you've done.
I can live with that.
Now, don't go casting any more spells!
I won't.
I'll leave that to the professionals.
What do you say we get rid of these tide mice once and for all?
[chittering]
You might want to step back a little.
Ah! Not you Frida, come along.
Here we go again.
This might hurt a little bit.
What?
Lofasjavilli, mus!
-Lofasjavilli, mus! -Lofasjavilli, mus!
[loud chittering]
[whooshes]
[warbling]
[crashing]
[barks]
Hilda, are you all right?
[groans, coughs]
Yep.
Nothing like a good disenchantment spell.
[gasps] Double wowzers.
[Hilda] Oh. They're gone.
[zipper rasps]
[slurps] Mm!
-David? -David?
What? It's really good.
Wow. It is good.
Come on, let's go.
I think I've had enough Jorts for one day.
-[bright music] -[Gil whistling]
Good morning.
Morning.
[brakes screech]
[closing theme music]