Creative Association "Ekran"
On morning of the fifth of September the birds stopped singing.
The comet had grown as big as the moon
and lit up the mountains with its strange red light.
Where has the water gone?
There's sand everywhere.
Oh, oh, oh! My collection! My butterflies!
Oh, oh, oh!
Hemulen! The comet's flying towards us!
In three days it will fall onto the Earth!
Moomintroll, Sniff and Snufkin hurried towards the Moominvalley.
The Way Home
Based on Tove Marika Jansson's story "Comet In Moominland"
Third Film
I'm so tired.
I don't want to walk any more.
And anyway, it's time for me to sleep.
Never mind; when we reach the sea and set sail, we'll rest.
Dance Floor! This Way >
Dance!
Why should we dance? We have to hurry to mamma!
The dance floor was full of people.
All who weren't afraid to climb out of dried rivers and lakes had come here -
water spirits, crawling pipsqueaks -
and on the trees, wood fairies sat and gossiped.
Come out! Come out!
Hey, little animals, tie a little bow in your tails!
The sea! Where is the sea? The sea's all dried up!
Oh. This is all because of the comet.
We have to go there - to the other si.. side.
Oh, we have to hurry to mamma.
It's impossible on foot - we'll get stuck.
Using the fragments of broken ships,
they made stilts - for quick walking.
Like little, long-legged insects, Moomintroll, Sniff and Snufkin
went into the depth of the dried-up sea.
Oh, a seashell.
Hm, one more...
Oh, more... more...
Er-r-r-r... Crabs!
A ship...
A-a-ah... what a big ship...
Come back! Come back at once!
Oh, it's sparkling.
What is that?
Oh, a mirror.
A-ah... how pretty... how pretty I am...
Watch out, Sniff, a cuttlefish!
Mamma!
Quick! Quick! Help me! Pull me out!
Mamma!
Mamma! Where is our mamma?
Your mamma has been left all alone, she's waiting for you...
All inhabitants of the Moominvalley have been moving on.
I don't know anybody, I know nobody who wanted to wait until the comet came.
And, and from where is it known
that the comet will fall into our Moominvalley?
The Muskrat said so.
All this fuss. What's this?
All this rush. What's the matter?
Noisy crowds everywhere!
What's going on?
I had been sorting my stamps for a whole week!
Good day.
You aren't, by any chance, a relation of that Hemulen who catches butterflies?
I'm his cousin.
You're a cousin of the one with the butterfly net?
Yes, yes, yes, I'm his cousin.
Listen, run quick to your own mamma,
for tomorrow the comet will fall
and there will nothing be left of your stamps!
That means you're advising me, yes?
Th... Then, may I go with you?
And where did you meet my cousin?
That cousin of mine is very stupid!
The earth could crack under his feet, he sees nothing except his butterflies!
My stamps! My collection! My life work!
On the day of the sixth of September,
the comet had filled the whole sky.
But in Moomintrolls' home, it was quiet and peaceful as usual.
Mamma was baking ginger-nuts and buns.
My darling children! How I waited for you!
And this is our best friend - Snufkin!
I am Moominpappa.
And this is the Hemulen. He collects stamps.
Moominpappa.
My stamps! My little-stamps! My collection!
The most unique collection! It's been found!
Hey! Hah! The stamp-album has been found!
It was brought by the wind to us yesterday.
You won't refuse, perhaps, to have some ginger-nuts?
Hooray!
Let's eat the ginger-nuts!
The comet is approaching.
Children of earth might be frightened, philosophers - no way.
Would you like a ginger-nut?
I've calculated... that the comet will fall right into your kitchen garden...
So you do not need to weed it.
Tasty ginger-nuts.
Mr. Muskrat has decided to hide from the comet in the wardrobe.
We also want... to go in the wardrobe!
Let us in, quick!
Please don't come in without knocking.
The cave! We've got the cave!
We can hide in it from the comet!
We'll block off the entrance with stones and light a lamp.
Nothing! I will leave nothing for you, disgusting comet!
Sit down in your bath, dear. I'll rush you to the cave as quick as flash.
So, this is our cave.
You see?
Oh!
Hemulen... where's the Hemulen?
Hemulen!
MA-A-AMMA!
MA-A-A-MMA-A-A!
The sea's come back!
The comet didn't touch the earth.
With a terrible hissing and racket
it carried its flaming tail above the earth
and flew away again into outer space.
screenwriter: A. Altayev director: Nina Shorina
art director: Lyudmila Tanasenko camera: Vladimir Venediktov
composer: Aleksey Rybnikov
lyrics: Lyudmila Petrushevskaya
sound: Vitaliy Azarovskiy
animators: Alla Grishko, Vladimir Kaduhin, M. Karpinskaya,
A. Degtyaryov, Mihail Pershin
Assistants: A. Luki, N. Oranskaya, Ye. Zelenina
voice actors: Zinoviy Gerdt, Olga Gobzeva
Puppets were made by: B. Karavayev, M. Bogatskaya, Ye. Pokrovskaya,
N. Lyarskaya, L. Nasonova, A. Lyarskiy, T. Filippova, S. Gordov,
G. Kruglova, A. Kuznetsov, V. Shafranyuk, A. Mulyukina
montage: Lyudmila Ruban
script editor: Valeriya Konovalova
The End
subs: jkhelgi, translation help: Rhiannon King (2010) notabenoid.com/book/8822/26672
major revision by Niffiwan (2023) @ animatsiya.net