Super Charlie

THE EARTH 50 YEARS AGO

In this year's quarter race, we have two siblings in the final for the first time.

Next to me we have... Inferio.

But on the right we have the undefeated Anton -

- on his Super Speedster Mountain Flyer 9000.

Isn't it unfair that... - Ready, set...

His bike is much better... - Go!

Okay. Then we'll press here.

Anton, what are you doing? It seems dangerous.

Hello!

You need to pick up the pace a little.

Please stop. - As you wish.

Shit, where did you fly!

Did it hurt? - I... flew... far.

You have to fix my bike, and then you have to do exactly as I say, -

the rest of your life.

- What happened? Completely changed. - How observant.

- You are a true connoisseur of people. - Thank you.

Where are my glasses?

There they were. Good then.

The comet that gave Inferio superpowers passes every 50 years.

Suppose Inferio hears about this?

Do you think I'm afraid of him? - Yes.

When the comet comes, I catch the magic dust, -

- and then I get superpowers and can crush the little...

- It's crazy with the voice scrambler. - What's the problem?

- It should be a little more powerful. - Like this?

Hello? Now it sounds better. Much better. Better.

What? I speak so strangely. Have you put on an accent?

Are you kidding me? You're going to regret it!

No, wait! Put me down!

Now you talk like you usually do.

Testing... Yes, I do.

Why can't we fight, like when we were little?

It could be because you suddenly got superpowers.

- It hurts not to feel pain. - It also hurts to feel pain.

This is my lot. I am chosen. But it's eating me up.

- Speaking of eating. Have you cooked? - It's going to be difficult with a broken wrist.

I'm tired of hiding. I need to step into the spotlight.

Soon I will spread my wings and fly.

Towards the sun. - Towards the sun!

And burn up. - And burn up!

We should put on a musical sometime.

Hello, hello.

Soon it will be here again. Then I will gain superpowers and destroy him.

Hello? Can you hear me? Hello?

A kick! Could you feel it? - Yes.

Can it hear me? - Absolutely.

Now I'm going to tell you about life out here, so you're a little prepared.

My name is Wille, and I am your older brother.

This is mom, but you know that because that's where you live.

It's your nose. - No, it's the pee man.

- I might not know that. - This is a mother earth.

- No, a midwife. - I guess she's not that sharp.

This is my room. And here is my bed.

You are welcome to read my comic books.

Maybe not this. I'm a little bit sorry about that. Special edition.

But this... is actually pretty rare too.

But you have to play with this. It's...

I actually have no idea what it is.

Tender!

Mom is a writer and has promised to have a book finished soon, -

so she's a little stressed.

In the evenings she tries out new stories on me.

When everyone was asleep, he sneaked up with a machete and slaughtered the entire family.

It worked well. Sleep well, honey.

You don't need...

...turn off the light.

Our sister, Wera, is a little afraid of the dark, -

- so she usually likes to have some company. But not today.

I'm in fourth grade. Unfortunately, there are also some in sixth grade.

- Is that the mini-cop? - I heard you like boxing.

No... - But I can.

Blow on him. - Hey, hey.

Hey, Dad. Just drive.

- What did you play? - We did trust exercises.

Dad is a policeman. I want to be one too.

This city is having a hard time right now.

Theft of electronics, precious metals from cars, computers...

How do the crimes take place? Do the perpetrators have superpowers?

The police are constantly one step behind.

A few years ago, Dad was sure he was on the trail of the villain.

He persuaded his boss to take a huge action.

It's the police! Get down on the floor!

It was a kindergarten. Come.

Idiot.

Dad has developed an unhealthy relationship with the case, but he will clear it up one day.

- Here's the kitchen. Here... - That's it! The water's gone!

- Now there's obviously a leak. - The bag... Where is the bag?

Wille? Everything has to be packed. Wera, Wille? Now mom is going to give birth.

We've been practicing for this. Behave yourself. I'll call you later.

- I forgot Mom. Mom, come on! - You don't have to carry me.

It looks like we'll see each other soon.

So now you know how the machine works, right?

I know exactly where and when the celestial body hits the atmosphere, -

- and with this one I catch the magic dust. Just turn it on.

Hello? Are you listening?

No, I listen to whale song. It's calming. It sounds like this.

Hello.

Oh, little Charlie-pussy. Little cuddly toy.

Have you had laughing gas too? You don't have to talk like that.

Babies learn 34 new things per hour. Which seems wasteful.

Yes, it's so wasteful...

Look now. Three, two, one, now!

Activate the vacuum. - Yes.

No, the other button! This is blow! It should be suction!

There are two buttons! Press the second button!

- I'll turn it off. - No, don't turn it off!

No, no, no...

No! - What happened?

- You ruined everything, you clown! - Can't you...

No, you can't. The race is over!

When will you come home so I can play with him?

- In a few days. - You'll have to be patient.

- I've been waiting for nine months. - You have your whole life ahead of you.

You will have lots of fun adventures.

Now I have to wait another 50 years before the celestial bodies appear again.

Can't it be used on humans? - What?

- So you suck the power out of them. - No, that won't work.

It can be used to drain the power out of people.

I've been thinking about this for a long time. It needs to be modified, but it can be done.

Then I can use it on Inferio.

Hurry up! Run!

Don't run... - Be careful.

Sorry. Mom came home today with my new little brother.

Dad is picking me up!

- Shouldn't you go home and play... - Yes, Dad will pick me up soon.

Hey. You missed the boxing match last time.

Yes.

Hi, Mom. Where's Charlie? - With Dad.

- On my way home from school... - I'm going to write. Talk to Dad.

When can I play with him?

As soon as he has eaten, burped, slept, pooped and been changed.

- I thought you were going to pick me up. - How nice.

Mom's going to write her book. I'm trying to teach Charlie to take the bottle here.

- Can we play Supercop 4 later? - Yes. In five or six years.

Very funny.

What's happening?

Nothing. Or so it is.

- I might be feeling a little depressed. - Is that true?

- Yeah, no one's listening... - You're kidding me!

Of...

What cave?

- What have you done to my room? - He's sleeping.

I had a room right down there. Do you know where it went?

Charlie has to sleep close to us, so he has to take your room.

- Where am I going to stay? - In my office for a while.

You can make it a little cozy in there.

Is there anything else you forgot to say? That you and Mom are Russian spy cells?

That my name is Jesse and I'm from Chicago?

That your name is Ulf and you work with underwear?

Changes are happening, but you have to be a big boy and take more responsibility.

Wonderful! I, who love responsibility!

Wille, what... Your eye. What have you done? Wille!

No, did I wake you up?

Want!

The most...

Her!

So that's all he does? How long will he be so useless?

It may take a year before the first word and up to two years before he can walk.

Two years?! Then I have to go to Systembolaget.

Maybe the monopoly will have been abolished by then.

I might have my own wine shop on the West Coast.

Now he's dropped all the balls here. I'm not picking them up.

Dear fantasy diary that I don't write, -

It's been the worst day of my life.

Dad! Dad! Oh my God, Dad!

- There's a pattern to the thefts. - Where's Charlie?

- On your stomach. - Well, yes. I haven't slept well.

I've looked at your investigation. There's a pattern!

Don't touch my things.

I know where and when they will strike again.

Wille, you're too small. - But, Dad...

- We usually... The thieves... - I'm going to change Charlie.

Honey, now you have to take him.

If that's how he wants it, I'll do it alone.

Yes, but otherwise we'll have to rely on another author.

No, I'm almost done. I'm writing the last lines right now.

How exciting. What's it called?

It's called... "Charlie".

Now? Just "Charlie"?

Exciting. Naked and strong.

A hero name. Like Jack or Teddy. Can you reveal a little bit of the plot?

- No, I'm going to finish writing now. - Hello! Neighbor!

Milo here is ten days, four hours and eight minutes old.

A newborn just gives off energy, right?

- We've had a bit of a rough time... - He's developing so fast.

- All mothers think... - I think he's a prodigy.

I've taken six years off to be with Milo.

It's super important to be there for him every second.

Sorry, I'm rambling like this. My name is Pernille and I live there.

And breastfeeding is super important for contact.

Bottles are deadly, but you know that.

- I don't think... - I'm breastfeeding and breastfeeding and breastfeeding.

I breastfeed everything, even my husband. Do you breastfeed?

- Did you hear that? He said something. - I think it was a burp.

He's trying to communicate. I have to look up my baby dictionary.

Have a good time!

You can take Charlie with you. - I can't.

- What are you going to do? - Break up a criminal network.