The NeverEnding Story
- Good morning, Bastian. - Good morning, Dad.
I dreamed again, Dad... if the mother.
I understand, but we have two must live on.
We have things we need to do, Bastian.
We can not let Mom's death become an excuse to get out of it.
I think it's time that you and I talk a little.
Your math teacher called yesterday.
She says you draw horses in your math book.
- There are unicorns. - What?
There was nothing.
She also says that you do not do their homework on time.
And I'm disappointed that you do not tried to join the swim team.
You said you wanted to start riding.
You say you love horses, but you seem to be afraid of them.
If you are not big enough to come down on earth now, Bastian?
Okay.
Stop daydreaming and grasp the problems instead.
It was nice to talk a bit. We should do this more often.
- Do not be late for school again. - I came not to late yesterday.
- There's weirdo! - Do you have any jack to us today?
Take him!
- You will not escape, your creep! - We'll take you!
- Where are the bucks ?! - I have none!
If you have no money, so are you in the trash!
No! No!
- Who gave you permission to curl up? - Back with you!
- No, not again... - Do not think you will get away!
- He took the road! - Which one ?!
Get out of here! I do not like children!
Are you still there? Did not you hear what I said?
You're hiding, is not it? The arcade is farther away.
Here we sell small square things, they are called books...
They require effort to read and does not beep.
- I have 186 books at home. - Series Magazine...
I have read "Treasure Island", 'Last of the Mohicans, "" Lord of the Rings "-
-" Leagues Under the Sea, " " Tarzan "...
Come . Who are you running away from?
- There are some guys from school. - Why?
- They throw me in the trash. - Why are you giving them the nut?
I do not know...
- What's that book about? - It is very special...
How?
Your books are harmless.
As you read them, you'll Tarzan, or Robinson Crusoe.
That's why I like them.
But afterwards you become a little boy again.
Have you ever been Captain Nemo
- caught in your submarine while a giant squid attacking you?
- Yes. - Were not you afraid that is not clear to you?
- But it's just a fairy tale. - That's exactly what I mean.
The reading is harmless.
Is not it?
- Do not worry about it. - But, you told you it was...
forget it. This book is not for you.
Korea Flinders. What can I do for you?
The NeverEnding Story
Do not worry. I return the book.
Math test... Oh, no.
WIND
It was midnight in Ylskogen and wind whistled in its ancient trees.
Suddenly, something enormous roaring through the eerie woods.
What is that?
Forgive me, that's fine I make you company tonight?
You know, I've traveled all day.
Now I understand why you have chosen to camp here.
A delicious delicious kalkstensbit.
Lovely bouquet! It must be of a good vintage.
Yes, you are right. We chose place for its delicious stones.
- Is he helknäpp? - No, he is a stenbitare.
- Sorry. - Poor darling.
I apologize.
It was limestone with a splash of quartz. Very good!
Where I come from, up north, we had delicious gourmet rocks.
But now... now're all gone.
- I understand how it happened... - I swear it was not me.
I think I know what it was. Tell me more.
Near my home there was a wonderful sea
- but then... then it disappeared.
- Dried lake like? - No, it was just not more.
There was not even a dry lake bed remains.
- A hole? - A hole would be something. There was nothing.
And it got bigger and bigger.
First, there was no more sea and finally... no rocks.
Continuing he eat stone like that, , they are almost over here too...
Nattalf, this is serious.
There you tell happening in the West as well. A strange Nothing destroys everything.
We nattalfer live south and it happens there too.
So... it's not just in our part of Imagination?
Maybe there's already everywhere.
Maybe the whole country in danger. What should we do?
I'm about to ask the Empress in the Ivory Tower for help.
So are we. Unless the Empress can save us, who will?
Why do we sit here, instead of to give us against the Ivory Tower?
- What are we waiting for ?! - Yes, come so we set off!
- Wake up now! - Come on, little girl!
We can not just sit here! Wake up, stupid bat!
We can not wait for a snail. Should I carry you?
Do not worry, it's a runner leech.
We do not have time even wait for a runner leech.
It's really a runner leech.
No one cares about me and my stupid bat.
If I could take with me a few yummy stones as food for the journey...
Oh, no!
No The Thing!
Look, there it is! Imagination heart.
I did not know it was so beautiful.
Stay awake! I told you to stay awake!
Empress's home. She is our only hope.
Friends, I know why you have come here.
No Thing... is destroying our world.
I also know that you have come here to ask the Empress for help.
But I have terrible news!
The Empress has become fatally ill.
There is a mysterious connection between the disease and No Thing.
She is dying...
... so she can not save us.
But perhaps it is a hope!
Among the grasses people who hunt purples bison is a great warrior
- and only he can fight No Thing, and save us.
He is our only hope.
His name is Atreju.
Atreju...
The Empress had sent after the warrior.
When he finally arrived in the Ivory Tower -
- he wore throughout the imagination jumps with him.
A little boy!
I'm sorry but this is nothing for children.
- I must ask you to go. - Why did you send for me, then?
Is he crazy?
- It was Atreju we sent for. - I'm Atreju.
Not Atreju, baby. - Atreju, the warrior!
I am the only Atreju, but I ride happily home and hunt bison.
No, wait!
Come back, please.
If you are the Atreju we sent after that, would you commit yourself an assignment?
Sure. What kind of mission?
To find a cure for the Empress... and save our world.
No one can give you any advice, except this:
You must be traveling alone and you must leave your weapons here.
It will be very dangerous.
- Is there any chance of success? - I do not know.
But if you fail, the Empress to death, which
- and our whole world will be destroyed.
Where do I start?
Now, and you have to hurry. No Thing gets stronger every day.
Bring it here.
Auryn...
The wearing Auryn talking on the Empress name.
It will accompany and protect you.
- Farewell, my friend! - Be Careful!
Meanwhile, in another part of Fantasien -
- gave a dark shadow creature also on a mission.
They had traveled aimlessly almost a week -
- without to find a cure for the Empress.
Neither Atreju nor his horse, Artax , had an idea -
- that shadowy creature, Gmork, was already them on the track.
What is it, Artax? Is it already time to ride on?
I know what you want. It's time to eat.
A good idea.
No, it's a toppenidé.
No... not too much. We still have a long way to go.
Atreju and Artax had searched Silver Bergen, hopelessness desert -
- and the Crystal Towers without success. They only had one chance left -
- to find Morla, the ancient, imagination wisest creature -
- who lived on Hornberget somewhere in the deadly Sorrow of fashion swamp.
Come on, boy.
Everyone knew that whoever let the sadness gain the upper hand would sink into the swamp.
It goes fine, Artax.
Come on, Artax.
What is it? What is wrong?
Come on, boy.
What is it?
Now I understand. It's too hard for you.
Artax, you sink! Come on now! Turn around, you have to!
Come, Artax! Fight against grief, Artax!
You let marsh melancholy get hold of you, Artax.
You must try, you must worry about... for my sake.
You are my friend, I love you.
Stupid horse! You must, or you will die!
Come on, please! I will not give up! Do not give up, Artax!
Hornberget!
Morla, the ancient.
Morla. Morla!
But that's impossible... They can not have heard me.
Are you Morla, the ancient?
Not that it matters, but... yeah.
Help me, Morla. Do you recognize this?
We have not seen Auryn in a long time.
We...? Is there anyone else here too?
We have not talked with anyone else thousands of years...
... so we have started talk to ourselves.
Do you know that the Empress is very sick ?!
Not that it matters, but... yeah.
- Though we do not care about it. - If I did not save her, she dies!
No Thing is destroying the country! Do not you care about that ?!
We do not even know... if we care about.
- Are you cold? - No.
We're allergic... against youth!
You know how I can help her, is not it ?!
Not that it matters, but... yeah.
If you do not tell and No Thing comes, you die too... both!
It would at least be something .
Help me. You said you knew...
We are tired of sneezing. Embark away, nothing matters.
That's not true! If there meant something, could you talk about it!
- Clever boy... - Talk about it now!
We do not know... but you can ask Southern oracle.
- How to get there? - You can not.
There are: 10000 mil from here.
- It's too far away. - Yeah, right.
Forget it. Give up.
No! Atreju would not give up now.
After several days of unconsciousness opened Atreju slowly eyes.
He was in a strange landscapes.
He was clean and His wounds were manicured.
Should you already go?
I'd just... I have... I just tried...
- Sneaking up on the road? - Yes... no!
- I like children. - For breakfast...?
No, I'm a lyckodrake. My name Falkirk.
- My name is... ... Atreju, and you have a mission.
You were unconscious and you talked in his sleep.
Could you come here and itch behind my right ear?
I can never quite get there.
- Here? - Yes.
It was nice! Thank you!
So you're heading to the Southern Oracle, little friend?
- Yes, but it's too far away. - I would not say that.
- Do you know how to get there? - Sure, it's just around the corner.
- How did that happen ?! - With luck...
- Have you already brought me 10000 mil? - No...
- Only 9891... drakvägen. - You are awesome!
You should always have a lyckodrake with him when you are out on missions.
Everything will go well, Atreju.
Just never give up, then happiness follows you.
It's nice to have a friend again.
You have more than one... Look there.
Away, woman! You disturb my scientific work!
You and your scientific work!
What the boy needs now is one of my potions.
Boy do my scientific advice much more.
Not until he's healthy. Put yourself in your own corner.
You always sit at my place!
He is healthy! Now it's my turn with him!
Do not try! I will decide when he is healthy, and then I say to you!
- Do you still hurt? - A little, but there is no danger.
Should the patient decide that? The must hurt if it will work.
Here, drink this.
Good, huh? It is my brew at bat wings, -
- ödleöga, tree mold, ödlehjärnor and scales from a rancid sea serpent.
Where will you and your kite from and what are you doing?
Is it in the interest of science?
My name Atreju. I'm looking for Southern oracle.
You've come to the right, my boy. I am an expert on the Southern Oracle.
- "It's my specialty." - It's my specialty.
Sit down and shut up for once!
You keep quiet, woman! Now it's my turn.
My name Engywook and she is Urgl.
Have you heard about me? You touch you are not in scientific circles?
I am an expert on the Southern Oracle. You've come to the right, my boy.
- No fool, like an old fool... - Wait! Stay here!
Observatory! - To the winch, woman!
Can not you crank it faster, your slouch ?!
I've been studying the Southern Oracle of years. One day I will publish my book:
"100 years of study by the Southern Oracle. Volume 1: The Early Years."
- Have you been to the Southern Oracle? - What do you think...?!
I work scientifically!
Look!
- Is that the Southern Oracle? - No.
This is the first gate you must pass, before you reach the Southern oraklet-
- and get the last information for my book.
Though most people will not come so far...
Why not?
Sphinxes keep your eyes closed until some-
- who do not know their own worth trying to pass.
Here comes one that looks stately out.
Now let's see what he really thinks of himself. Look!
Continue, you coward! Continue!
Let me look now. It is I who am a scientist.
He continues. I think he can handle it.
Is sfinxernas eyes open or closed ?! Let me see!
They are closed.
No, wait! They opened!
Did he pass?
No.
Fancy armor does not help.
Sphinxes looks straight into your heart.
Next time I want to see for yourself what happens. It is my telescope.
- I'll try. - No, do not go yet!
I have not told you about the next gate, it's even worse! Atreju!
He'll never make it!
Do not start to doubt yourself! Sure!
Be sure of yourself!
Spring, Atreju! Run!
Spring now!
He did it! He made it!
You also need vitamins.
He did it! Atreju came through sfinxporten!
- I knew he could do it! - Good!
For that, you need not fall out of the basket again.
- I knew it would go well. - Nonsense! You understand nothing!
Now comes the worst. Next door is the Magic mirror port.
- Atreju must face his true self. - It will not be difficult for him.
Think everyone, but please people learns that they are grymma-
- and valiant men discovers that they are cowards.
When they see his true self rushing most of the way... screaming!
Now it's too far...
What if they actually know who I am in imagination?
Southern Oracle?
Do not be afraid. We will not hurt you.
We have waited long for you, Atreju.
- Are you the Southern Oracle? - Yes, we are.
When you know what that can save Imagination!
- Yes, we do. - What is it ?! I need to know!
Empress need a new name.
A new name, is that all?
It's simple. I can give her what name she wants.
None of Imagination can do it.
Only a human child can give her the new name.
Where can I find a man?
You can only find a beyond imagination limits.
If you want to save our world, you must hurry.
We do not know how much longer we can resist No Thing.
Falkirk! Falkirk!
- Fort! No Thing is everywhere! - No danger.
We have time to imagination limits.
- Do you know where it is? - I have no idea.
- How will we find the human child? - With luck!
- Faster, we must hurry! - Okay, hold on tight!
Such a shame that they did not ask me.
My mom had such a wonderful name.
They flew and flew until they reached to the sea of ​​potential.
Then they came no more.
Look, Atreju! No Thing!
- Falkirk! - Atreju! Atreju!
Atreju!
Falkirk!
Falkirk, where are you ?!
Atreju, where are you ?!
Sure they look good like large, please, strong hands?
I always thought that was it.
Oh, my little friends. The small midget with his löpsnigel-
- Nattalfen, even dumb bat.
I could not hold them.
No Thing tore them out of my hands.
- I failed. - No, not you.
It is I who have failed. I elected to stop the No Thing -
- but I lost the Auryn and can not find lyckodraken.
So now I can not bring myself beyond imagination limits.
No The Thing will be here anytime.
I'll just sit here and let it take me away too.
Sure they look well out as good, strong hands?
Morla?
Artax!
If you come closer, I will tear you to pieces.
- Who are you? - I'm Gmork.
And you, whoever you are, can get the honor of being my last victim.
I do not die so easily. I am a warrior.
Brave warriors, fight when the No Thing.
I can not take me beyond imagination limits.
- What's funny about that? - Imagination has no limits.
- It's not true! You lie! - Stupid boy.
Do you know anything about Imagination?
It is the human fantasy world.
Every part, every creature is a small bitmap
- of men dreams and hopes.
Therefore... it has no boundaries.
Why die Imagination, then ?!
To the people begin to lose hope and forget their dreams.
- So No Thing becoming stronger. - What is No Thing ?!
It is the void that is left.
It is the despair that is destroying our world.
- And I have tried to help. - Why it ?!
For people without hope are easy to styra-
- and whoever controls... have the power!
Who are you really?
I am the one who serves the power behind No Thing.
I was sent to kill the only who could have stopped the No Thing.
I lost him of Sorrow Courage swamp.
His name was Atreju!
If we are going to die, I'd rather die in battle!
Take me, Gmork! I am Atreju!
Falkirk!
Atreju!
That was the end of Imagination.
Only a few fragments of this once so rich and beautiful world -
- had been left behind by No Thing.
Dear old Falkirk, , you can see anything?
No, the whole country is gone.
- Yes, just because I failed. - You tried.
Do you think the Ivory Tower is left?
Let's hope so, Atreju. Let's hope so.
Let the Auryn guide you.
If the Ivory Tower is still there, so lead us there.
Ivory Tower!
Empress...
Go now.
Atreju, why do you look so sad?
I have failed you, Empress.
No, you have not. You brought him with you.
- Who? - The human child.
He who can save us all.
- Do you know the human child? - Yeah, I know everything.
My horse died, I nearly drowned, I managed to escape the No Thing.
And so you already knew everything!
It was the only way To get in touch with him.
I did not come in contact with no man!
Yes, you did. He ​​has suffered with you.
He went through everything you went through.
And now he has come here... with you.
He is very close... and he hears every word we say.
What ?!
If he is so close, why he will not come here ?!
He does not understand that he is already part of the never-ending story.
What is "The Neverending Story" ?!
Just as he shares your adventures with you, share his second.
They were with him, when he hid in the bookshop.
It is impossible!
They were with him when he took book with Auryns symbol.
In it, he reads his own story... right now.
It is not possible! They can not talk about me!
- What if he does not come ?! - Disappears from our world.
And I with it.
Why does he not ?!
He does not understand that he alone has the power to stop it.
He can not believe that a little boy can be so important.
Is it me ?!
- Does he know what to do ?! - What should I do ?!
He'll give me a new name.
He has already chosen it, he'll just shout it.
It's just a fairy tale, it's not for real!
Atreju, no!
Bastian! Why do not you what you dream about?
I have to keep me on earth!
Calling my name!
Bastian... please!
- Save us! - Yes, I will!
I'll do what I dream about!
YOUNG MAN!
- Why is it so dark? - It is always dark in the beginning.
- What is that? - A grain of sand.
That is all that is left of my large kingdom.
- Have Imagination disappeared completely? - Yes.
- Where have all been in vain. - No, it has not.
Imagination can re-emerge within you, in your dreams and desires.
- How? - Open your hand.
- What do you wish for? - I do not know.
Then there will not be anything Fantasien more.
- How many wishes do I have? - As many as you want.
The more you desire, the larger and finer the Imagination.
- Will it? - Try.
My first wish is...
Falkirk, it is more beautiful than I thought!
- Do you like it? - It's wonderful!
It is as if No Thing had never existed!
Atreju and Artax!
What do you want next?
Look, there they are!
A monster!
How do you like it here, your cowards ?!
This way!
Now we will take you!
Bastian wanted much more and experienced many more adventures -
- before returning to our ordinary world -
- but it is another story.