Listen carefully!
You will hear what the wind is saying!
I am Èièak the Irresistible! (èièak=bur)
I fly with the wind, I am its messenger.
Look, the Magic Oak is here!
A Dark Force!
The beavers left this place because they are builders.
Stab! Stab!
Cut! Cut!
Slice! Slice! Pierce him!
*maniacal laughter*
careful! careful!
Careful!
What are you warning me about, you half-witted bird?!
Trouble! Trouble!
*whispering*
Well then, Štapiæ... (štapiæ=twig, his English name is Thistle)
...my court mage! I've been decieved again!
B-b-b-b-but...
Stop stuttering, you sad splint!
Tell me what you have to say.
We know of Him, great Kaktustzar...
He is completely harmless!
Use your head, Štapiæ.
Is there not a prophecy...
...that a man will bring an end to the reign of the Cactus?!
Mere fairy tales, Your Highness.
The painter is harmless...
...but we keep careful watch over him. Right now he's
at the Beaver's log cabin.
Beaver...
Did you say... did you say...
...BEAVER?!
Èaèkalico! (Toothpick)
Did I not give the order for all the beavers to be chopped?!
There is just one left, my Kaktustzar.
Get rid of that beaver, jester, and bring me the painter!
For lunch!
For... *hiccup*... lunch?
It will be my very special lunch.
And at exactly one o'clock.
*knocking*
Hey, can I go first?
*commotion starts*
*they argue*
Hm...
I am Lili the fox, I have come to model for you.
I know that a real artist needs the most beautiful model.
And that is me, right? C'est moi.
It is a pleasure, wonderful lady.
You're too kind, Maestro.
But that's how it is. Voila.
The colours of my tail are especially extravagant, n'est-ce pas?
Well, little hedgehog, what can I do for you?
I would... We would...
Oh boy... -Don't be nervous.
Did you want your portrait painted?
*Štapiæ makes a lot of noise*
Greetings, Sir, from Emperor Spine, today He'd like with you to dine.
At one o'clock, now don't be late...
...or you wll meet a heavy fate. *snickering*
Why? How can I refuse such a lovely royal invite?
But if I don't go, what will I have for lunch?
My parents, Fa and La,
invite you to have lunch with us.
Hm... Which lunch would I like more...?
Chesnut cake with strawberry stem...
and a robin's egg omelette.
I'm coming! I love that!
Oh! Yum-yum-yum!
So! The Painter decided not to show up!
Likely unintentional, Your Highness.
My reign will not be ruined by a stupid prophecy!
*continues munching*
I will cut down the entire forest!
He will not escape me! Eh!
...and prophecy teller...
...èièak the irresistible!
..oh powerful Kaktustzar?
Beh... You ride the wind...
...and hear its whisper.
Tell... Tell me...
...Does that Painter bring good or evil?
No man can rule of Cactus taint,
until the forest runs with paint!
A riddle! A thorny riddle!
Heh-heh! That is unclear, needle-brain!
I must know with pin-point accuracy!
I'm sure it is a good omen, Majesty!
Show me, friend Èièak...
...how can I chop away the threat of this Painter?
But...What do we do...
...Your Highness? He isn't at the Beaver's anymore.
Beaver...
Did you say...
...did you just say...
...Did you just say "Beaver"?!
Cut that word, pinhead...
...or face the whirling blades of my shredder!
You heard what I said!
*loud snoring*
To try your fist, is that what you want?!
I am Štapiæ, Kaktustzar's court mage.
At Your service, Great Bear.
Not Great Bear, my boy. Just call me Mate.
At my service, huh? Could you maybe pull out this thorn...
...from my foot, boy?
*both groaning*
I knew tha' wouldn't hurt, Yo' a force, even though you're skinny!
What am I to do? Such is my fate, my tzar demands it.
You'll never make the NBL that way.
NBL?
"National Bear League", boy.
Hey, have you never hear of it?
I'm the best of the best!
I could sure use the help of a famous athlete!
Just say it boy. You did me a bear service...
...and I'll be happy to return the favour.
*threathening sounds*
Thank you, Fa. And you, La.
We'll show you a shortcut, Maestro.
Doviðenja.
*threathening sounds*
Trouble! Trouble!
Trrrrouble!
*all talking amongst each other*
And then I hit him in the chin. Right uppercut!
He collapsed, and I left!
What courage, what strenght! But...
Oh... Uh-oh!
I need help finding that Painter.
Don't ya worry, boy. I'll get 'em! I already know where.
Don't touch him, please. The Painter is a friend of the forest.
Well, I don't know anythin', Beaver. Štapiæ here...
If you lay a finger on him, you won't be having any more of my mead.
Ooooh, boy!
That's too harsh of a punishment!
Please. I need your assistance.
Feelings bottled up inside
When your little heart is breaking
From that feeling which you hide
There's a place where you are welcome
Where your little heart can mend
Come with me and let your fur down, little friend!
Why should you be lonely,
When there's other folks like you?
And like birds
of a feather we will flock together, too
Here there's music and there's laughter,
Every tale a happy end,
Come and twirl your tail, be a friend!
Come you, twirl your tail,
If you look forward to good things
Come to the Saloon
Where there's laughter and there's dancing,
A good old country band,
Come and twirl your tail, be a friend!
*murmuring and cheering*
Why should you be lonely,
When there's other folks like you?
And like birds
of a feather we will flock together, too.
Here there's music and there's laughter,
Every tale a happy end
Come and twirl your tail, be a friend!
He-heh!
Come and twirl your tail
In this world full of worry
If you look forward to good things
Then come to the Saloon
Here there's singing and there's dancing,
A good old country band,
Come and twirl your tail, be a friend!
Come and twirl your tail
In this world full of worry
If you look forward to good things
Then come to the Saloon
Here there's singing and there's dancing
A good old country band
Come and twirl your tail, be a friend!
Ajoj, mene... ajoj mene...
Ajoj mene...
There! That's what I call art, my boy!
A lightning-fast brush stroke!
Now's our chance, Mate!
Strike! Go-go-go-go!
*making locomotive noises*
A-joj-joj-joj!
Aaaa! Let me in! Let me in! Let me in!
*he stops with a thud*
*laughing at him*
Zdravo, maestro!
It is I, Mate, the old champion.
Renowned boxer and sports legend.
Oh, it's an honor.
Do you also want a portrait?
A portrait, my boy?
To capture the immense glory of this boxing legend into a painting?
I hope I will do a great champion justice.
Eh, my boy, Mate Bear is now a veteran.
A room full of trophies and head full of memories.
*laughing*
His room may be full, but his head...
What will I tell Kaktustzar now?!
*breaking noise*
And so!
No Štapiæ! No Painter!
So, I've been tricked.
But they cannot hide from me!
If the forest will not
hand the Painter over to me, I promise...
...there will be no more forest to hide in!
Spearmen...
...advance!
Careful! Careful! *wicked laughter*
*bat screeches*
Ouch!
Careful...
The spearmen aren+t enough!
I need something...
...stronger!
Vatroslav!
That spirit of fire from the Earth's burning core!
Ah, so there you are, Vatroslav.
*whispering* Kaktustzar, tell me...
...What do you need from me?
You're good at guessing, my friend.
I need some sharp flames of yours...
...to tear down a path and reveal hiding places.
But I am not the spirit of destruction, Kaktustzar.
I am the spirit of light.
What can possibly burn brighter that a forest fire?
No... I must stay here, at the heart of the Earth.
Give me but a spark.
A ray of light.
A tongue of fire!
My flame is not a toy.
Don't speak sharply to me, smoke-brain!
You're nothing but a ball of hot gas!
Gas? Gas you say?
Over here, hot head!
You missed again!
*panicked screams*
Burning! Burning!
Burning!
*more panicked screams*
Ah!
*thunder*
Halt, stranger.
All is safe now.
What actually happened?
Kaktustzar challenged me.
It was...
...an accident.
But if we're careful, we can avoid mishaps with fire.
That's right!
It seems I have to keep a closer eye on this Kaktustzar.
You are right.
Zbogom, friend.
*sneezes*
Horrible!
Even a magic paintbrush can't renew...
...the forest and flowers overnight.
Terrible!
Terrrrible!
*construction noise*
Why is Kaktustzar so mad?
Because of a prophecy that states...
...that a man will end the reign of the Cactus.
But I've only come here to paint.
Ooo-aaa!
I really outdid myself with this fox, ha?
But you'll need a sharp mind for Kaktustzar, not a bushy tail!
There must be a reason for him to be so evil.
Amo...
...frogs, bring me the magic mirror...
...so I may dive into my kingdom.
Mirror, mirror, show me now...
...the vastness...
...where water rules.
What is this? Tell me.
Mirror, mirror, first of all...
...show me my favourite waterfall.
Ua! Ua! What did they do?!
*frogs scattering*
Mud! Muck! Garbage!
I must clean my waterways!
I must...
*yawns*
*snores and gurgles*
*singing* Gondola, gondola, gondoli
Gondola, gondola
*frogs croaking*
Quiet!
*croaks*
*rhythmically croaking*
Underneath a waterfall
Just float into a land of happy dreams
You'll find yourself
At that golden dock
The coast of the sea of dreams
In your imagination...
Lay your head on your pillow
See a waterfall of stars
Drop by drop
Let the clock tick away
During your calm dream
Close your eyes for good luck
in your dreams
Lay your head on your pillow
Dream a waterfall
During your peaceful dream
Close your eyes for good luck
in your dreams
You will find it...
*spears clinking in rhythm*
*frightened croaking*
Since I can't slice them...
...or burn them, maybe I can drown them!
Listen closely, slobbery!
Your tzar wants to see Vodenjak...
...King of Waters!
*in Italian* Mamma mia!
A thousand jagged halberds!
Ready to chop you into bits and pieces...
...if you don't take me to Vodenjak right this instant!
But Your Highness grandissimo...
...the ruler of water does not let us wake him when he sleeps...
...so he can be piu belissimo! (more beautiful)
You reject my commands?!
You drool-bucket!
My spearmen!
Ciao! Arrivederci!
Ha-ha-ha-hah!
Beauty sleep...
That would take him a thousand years!
Up! Get up, handsome!
I have a job for you!
If you won't leave the bed...
...then the bed will leave you!
Kaktus! How dare you?!
Intruder!
I do what I please, my wet friend!
You will help me...
...get revenge on Vatroslav!
You will extinguish his flame!
Then we will flood the forest...
...and drown the Painter and his friends!
Ooo... it was you...
...you poisoned my beautiful lakes and rivers!
You!
Me!
We will destroy the forest!
When the water recedes, you will have your lakes...
...and I my desert!
Water? You want water, Kaktustzar?
Then water you will get!
Brrrrr!
Stop it! Stop!
Not me, you lunatic! Wait!
My spearmen! Help me!
Brrrr!
Water! *maniacal laughter*
It swells and gurgles wihtout end!
It gushes from my magic barrel!
*panicked screams*
Catastrophe!
Hm...
Ooo?!
Uh... Oh my!
Ju-hu, monsieur Bear!
Ju-hu!
Lili! Watch it-
*screams*
Au secours! Help!
Ah... vous ettes, mon amie, my saviour!
Cherie... mmm...
Oh come now... ha-ha!
It was nothing!
Quick, quick! Why don't you use your magic brush?
See there? It's stuck up on that branch!
But... but... What will we do now?
*cheering*
*laughter*
*cheering*
Careful! Careful!
Bah! Just keep warning, feather-brains!
Caw! Caw!
*evil laugh*
I've only just begun sharpening my thorns!
*evil laugh*
*evil laugh continues*
Oh, Mighty Oak.
I was told you put a spell on me while I was asleep under your branches...
...and that I gaied the power...
...to understand my forest friends and do magic with my paintbrush.
But now the power is fading.
What should I do?
Greetings...
...sir! -And who... who are you?
I am... èièak the Irresistible!
I travel with the wind which breezes through this forest.
I see all! I can do all!
Tell me what is happening with my powers.
What is happening?
The Magic Oak's gift does not last long!
You must fulfill your duty tomorrow... by dawn...
...because that is when your power will completely disappear!
By dawn?!
But it's already night! What could I do in so little time?
Find Štapiæ, the court mage.
But... Štapiæ works for the tzar!
Know this, Painter, that the magic which has changed you...
...is not stronger than love, which changes the heart!
Seek out Štapiæ!
*country music can he heard*
You just don't understand, Mate.
Kaktustzar will grind me up in his shredder...
...if I don't bring him the Painter.
Ah! They'll need to corner you in the ring first, where you have...
...a strong gang to protect you. Isn't that right, Lili?
Mais, oui, monsieur.
You're safe with us, mon petit Štapiæ.
Thank you, Lili.
But you don't know Kaktustzar like I do!
*threathening sounds*
You know Kaktustzar well, Štapiæ.
Okay, so why is he so intent on destroying the forest?
It's because of the prophecy.
No man can rule of Cactus taint...
...until the forest runs with paint.
And when it comes, that dreaded hour...
...The hopes of Cactus King will flower.
Which means?
The Tzar believes the Painter's arrival will end his rule.
And what does that...
..." hopes will flower" part mean?
I do not know.
Bien... Do cacti not flower?
Lili is right!
Štapiæ, has Kaktustzar ever had flowers on his body?
No. Never.
Maybe that's it. The Tzar is angry and mean...
...because he's never bloomed! -Aha!
He never became a real cactus!
Ah, well then it's easy! We just have to make...
...Kaktustzar bloom! Is that right?
Could be. But how will we do that?
There is a potion. I can make it.
But we need many different plants from all over the forest.
You have many friends, boy.
Hurry! I only have until... until...
What?
Oh nothing. Let's hurry before Kaktustzar attacks the forest again.
I will sign everything we need. You'll find me under the Magic Oak.
*country music continues*
*maniacal laughter*
Oh! Joj!
*painful screeching*
Trouble! Trrrouble!
Trouble!
*whispers*
Is that so?!
This treachery pierces my heart more than a snake's bite!
Spears! Find the rogue mage...
...and bring him to me!
This instant!
*evil laughter*
They're late! Nothing can stop the horror...
...that will surprise them at dawn!
*machine sounds*
Ho-ho-ho!
*spears clanking*
*frightened scream*
*panicked shouting*
*evil laughter*
Mate!
Anyone! Help!
Sharp-tooth!
Help me, friends!
Ajoj! Ajoj!
Heeeeelp!
Jaaaaa!
Almost done!
Èièak the Irresistible!
You always come when the work is already finished.
Friend Beaver, your work is far from over.
Without the Painter and Mage, your work is in vain!
Without...? W-What are you saying?
You'll find one in the dungeons...
...the other sits in a pit!
What did he just say, Beaver? -Who is in a dungeon?
Who's in a pit?
I don't know. But Štapiæ and the Painter haven't arrived yet.
We must ask our friends to look for them.
We can't bring the potion to Kaktustzar ourselves.
Ooo, that would be like having ten boxing matches... with yourself.
Ooo... I see...
...that the good old Beaver left...
...some mead here!
Ha-ha! That's a real neighbour!
No, Mate! Don't!
Aaa, now I know why bees always fly in circles!
Jahaaaaj!
Look what you did, you... uh!
Now we need more plants, and the Painter and Mage are still missing!
No worries, ol' Beaver, friend of mine. I'll find them...
*thud*
Lh... joj!
Do, Re, Mi... wake him up!
I'll try finding out who's in a dungeon.
He must mean the Tzar's dungeon.
*snoring*
*threathening sounds*
So, you useless stake!
Betraying your tzar...
...confiding in a foolish...
...painter and his brainless crew!
Trouble!
Mercy, Mighty Kaktustzar!
They mean you no harm. They wish to help you.
Did you say... Did you just say...
Trouble! -Enough! Bring me the executioner!
Les Guillotina!
We'll grind you into dust, you twig!
We'll chop you, cut you, dice you, slice you!
Welcome...
...my executioner.
I want you to think hard and come up with the best machine...
...this one over here!
And allow me to say that your latest invention...
...thrilled me! I'll use it to cut...
...down the entire forest tomorrow when dawn arrives!
*hellish machine sounds*
Eh, you pin-headed traitor!
My monstrous machine...
...will saw and grind the entire forest into wooden pulp!
Shame you won't get to...
...see it happen. But you...
...sadly have...
...a meeting with the executioner!
*maniacal laugh*
Master Gljivarko... I'm not a mushroom!
Let me go! I am a painter!
There are many kinds of mushrooms. If you are not one now...
...you soon will be. Down here everything turns into mushrooms.
But I have to save the forest. Kaktustzar will destroy everything.
But not here, my friend.
Kaktustzar never touches my world.
It is... beneath him... (lmao)
*singing* Come on, come on, get on down...
...to the mushroom underground!
There are thousands and tousands of mushroom sorts.
And you will soon be one of them.
Come on, come on, soon you'll be...
...leprous just like me!
You're all crazy! Let me go! Let me go!
Don't you worry yourself, friend.
That will just speed up the process.
You... you're not a mushroom.
No, of course not. I'm Puž-Muž.
I've always lived down here.
Gljivarko never takes notice of me.
Please help. I need to escape!
Je, I'll do what I can.
But you know what they say about a snail's speed.
It is time for me to collect more specimens.
You be quiet, my friend.
You'll soon be a real supershroom.
But I do not want to be a mushroom! I demand you set me free!
That isn't happening! I'm leaving you to Smrèak Obièni. (Michael J Mushroom)
He is a good guard.
Come on, come on! Dance to that crazy rhythm!
Like that...
...Michael, come on...
...Dance to that crazy rhythm!
*evil laugh*
Now zbogom, good-bye and adio! There I go!
The grinder is ready!
Bring the prisoner!
No more hope! All is lost!
Štapiæ...
Who's there?
Pssst!
I'm here to save you.
It's never too late. We just need...
Jooooj!
...my underground hallways?
A friend, little one. Sharp-tooth Beaver.
I need your help.
Sharp-tooth, is that you?
I haven't seen you in a while.
Your vision may not be ideal, but your other senses...
...are perfect for underground work.
And that's why I need you.
*machine noises*
*snoring*
Oooh... Like I was knocked out by a lightning roundhouse!
Boys... Where did everybody go?!
Beaver went to get a prisoner from the Tzar's dungeon.
And it's either Štapiæ, or the Painter.
And the other fell into an underground trap.
Looks like I messed up pretty badly this time, boys.
But I'll get both of them out!
*singing* Michael's in charge
He's the main boss
Michael's in charge
Long live our boss
Michael!
If your soul is...
sliding into anabyss
into the dark and into the muck
All of our caps
Are slimy...
You can feel it on your skin
You should rejoice, the moisture
Makes you go all green
That means you can already feel
The power of the 'shrooms
And its status
'Shrooms are powerful, baby
Everyone knows that
'Shrooms are powerful, baby
So celebrate them!
'Shrooms are powerful, baby
Better give us your hand
'Shrooms are powerful, baby
You'll soon join our land!
Then you can fry or stuff us
Wrap us in tartar sauce
Or cook us in a soup
We raise our heads proudly!
We're hot-hot-hot!
We're hot!
Štapiæ! Painter!
Answer me, lads!
How will I get you out if I don't know... where you are?!
I know where the painter is, if that's who you're looking for.
I've been running around all night to find help.
All night? Sounds like you came a long way, boy.
Eh, I crossed at least a meter and a half... hm?
All night? I guess nights aren't what they used to be.
Eh, tell me boy, which direction is it, ha?
Ajoj!
*thud*
He-he-he! Just thought I'd drop in, boy!
Watch your back!
Thank you, little snail. Zbogom!
There's still a long night ahead of us, boy.
What do you mean...
...escaped... you...
...you pin-head?!
You tin can!
You!
You're lucky you invented my monstrous machine.
Otherwise I'd have...
...your pointy head sharpened!
Leave now! And sharpen the blades!
The Sun will come out any moment now.
*devilish laugh*
*rooster crows*
Forces of the earth...
Forces of the air...
...storms... rain...
...and clouds...
...guard us from earthquakes...
...and earth worms mad!
Show yourself now, magic pure!
*frightened shaking*
And that is all!
*impressed*
It's no wonder that brew has such a kick.
My cher I'peinteur, what do we do now?
We have very little time.
We must get into the cactus castle and pour this drink onto the tzar.
*gibberish*
Sorry, Sharp-tooth. What did you say?
I asked, Why do we have to hurry?
I know! Kaktustzar has a horrible new machine...
...monstrous...
...that will start up at the break of dawn!
I fear another thing.
My friends...
Èièak told me that my powers will soon disappear.
And even now I have difficulty understanding you.
You might have noticed my magic brush not working well.
It's true! We saw during the flood.
We only have time until dawn.
And then I have to...
...return home.
But at least I'll know...
...that you're all safe.
Let's get to work then!
Štapiæ, do you know the way to Kaktustzar's castle?
Mhm...
*threathening mechanical sounds*
I-jao! You stepped on my paw!
Tell your paw to watch where it's going!
*loud snoring*
*painful squeals*
We won the first few rounds!
But what do we do about this... bridge?
Let's see if I still have any power left in my brush...
Hm...
It's over. And so close to the break of dawn...
To the... break of... Break of...
It's all over.
Over...
What do you mean over?! Nothing's over yet!
Why would it be over? Nothing's over!
It isn't over till you hear the gong! Just give me some room, boy!
*locomotive sounds*
Aaaaj! Ajaj!
Oh?
You can do it, Mate!
Go get 'em, champion!
I'm about to! Just watch!
One... two... three!
*straining*
Mate, you alive?
Eh, how I love to see my opponent on the ground!
We mustn't lose time!
*snoring*
What did they do to me?!
What are they doing to me?
Oh?
Heh...
Hopla!
Careful!
Careful! Careful!
Careful! *muffled*
To all the citizens of the Enchanted Forest...
...I announce a great festivity. *laughs happily*
May this be the time...
...of peace, song and joy!
*loud cheering*
Let's go, miss Lili. I'll treat you to some mead.
And what about monsieur Beaver?
Come with us, my...
...cher. I'll me so happy in the company of such great creatures.
No, no... just you two go.
I'm not in the mood.
*gulps*
Ha-ha-ha. Ah...
Soon there will be... There'll be many...
You can say it now, my Kaktustzar!
Many... beavers in the Enchanted Forest!
*everyone laughs*
I'm afraid I must go home now.
I know you don't understand me anymore.
But I love you all very much.
I'll tell my children that animals are their friends...
...and to guard the natural world around us.
Zbogom, my friends.
I'll miss you.
*singing* And you'll always
Meet someone again
Who will be dear to you
And they'll always
Give you their hand again
And leave friendship's mark
Friendship is the love
As a river divine
Which flows to the sea
And then comes back
Once more to its source
And once again
The end has come
And time to say goodbye
Pain will once again break you
And only time can
Heal all wounds
Friendship is the love
As a river divine
Which flows to the sea
And then comes back
Once more to its source...
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