♪ Don't look out and down!
♪ Let's out of the shout, may be we'll on the sea.
♪ It ruins more!
♪ The rumor is stagger as it's so wide the sea.
♪ In the mid sunshine. ♪ Keep on the vine natter!
♪ When I quay in mine. ♪ It sets back!
♪ What to sorry for? ♪ People with rolling roll now!
♪ Though it sticks in stack, this black jack!
♪ Anybody feeling, try in this really surface! ♪ I go a hunt.
Row, you tito, row!
Put your backs into it, row faster, faster, or I'll throw you all in iron!
Well, come on, Elvin! How do you like your first wave, let's hear it.
Oh, I really like the pirate's life, Captain!
Well, with us you're going to see adventures like you never saw.
and we all going to dead free.
We'll board Phoenician 's ships and take their treasures!
- Hooray! - And Spanish's ships!
- Hooray! - And British's ships!
- Is it all! - And the Gaul's!
- Oh, No! - Huh?
Never say Gaul, not on my ship!
The Gaul is the evil eye, worse than hurricane, of all the perils, they are the worst.
- A ship! A Ship! - Where is she, look out, lets hear it!
- On the po-, on the por-, on the port. - On the port side. They are big Gauls, right?
- No, they are ro-... ro-... ro-... - They are Romans!
Oh Rom.- ... Romans, like you said.
Romans? It'll be a good booty! We're out of loneship!
Well, Alas!
It's quite a crowd! In fact, they are numerous.
Clear around, lads, and hurry! Lets just hoist the main sail, double the cock sail! Row for all your worth! ....
- I guess we sure were lucky that it wasn't the Gauls. - Yeah, yeah.
Caesar, we are insight of land, look there.
Our invasion will start here. Rome must conquer the Britons.
- They've invaded the Gauls just once too often. - Oh, it's sure thing, you can't miss, Caesar.
You should go in and conquer this little Britain.
This great Britain, and the Britons are very courageous, too.
For them as well as for us, history will record this as the longest day.
- With God sent a favorable wind. - We're off to a great start.
Goodness, gracious, a jolly sight as it was!
Quite so, no doubt about that.
- We really ought to inform our chief, do ASAP!
We are about to begin our invasion, you'll maintain good order with strict...
discipline for the greater glory of Rome. We are going to bombard their positions.
Stand by, Centurion! You will transmit my order to the catapults.
- At your order, Ceasar! - Don't move till I give the signal!
Like a statue.
- The signal! - Shoot!
Make a note, I came and saw, and I don't believe my eyes.
I said in good order with strict discipline!
Look there, they are going to begin to play without us.
Yes, by George, not terrible sporting, is it?
We shall await them on the playing field.
Fire!
Attack!
Let' go!
I'll say, it's getting on for time.
- Getting on for time? Time for what? - My dear chap, it's 5 O'clock.
- Where are they going, by Jupiter? - Walking out in the middle of the battle?
Hey come back here.
- Bit of a sticky wicket, huh? - I say I can do with a spot of hot water.
- Thank you. - Uh, jolly good! - I'll have some too.
I say, can I just request a spot of milk in it?
Yes, sure, you can.
- Look they are drinking...? - Yes, milk and hot water! - Savage is that what they are!
If you don't mind, can we get back to our battle.
- Any question or thing, were off for 2 days. - Sorry we are closed for the weekend.
Make way, make way! I have an important message for General Motus.
They all went away, now what do we do?
- I don't go that way for Rome! - I couldn't right look at the right thing!
At this rate we won't get back to Rome for ten years!
Drinking hot water, I mean, they are not civilised.
If we quit during our duty time, we'll end up fighting during our meal times.
Make spaghetti soup, you heat some good hour, lad; you get good bacon,
mayo, slice them into thin slices and take the...
Silence!
And simmer slowly!
I tell you Caesar, it's driving me right up patriot war!
The Britons stop every day at five on the dot.
- And so they won't engage us until tomorrow? - Oh no, Ceasar, now it's not till Monday.
- Hey? - Yes something they call their weekend.
I see! Now, in that case... Uh!
Aha! ... No, no! Ah....
- General! - Oh, Ceasar!
Here, I orders!
From now on we start our battles at precisely five o'clock and we go all day,
all Saturday and Sunday, their weekend.
Oh Caesar, you are a genius, where do you get such tremendous ideas?
Very good shell!
I'll bat over it.
- Back! - Peeling it off! - Good shot!
Forward legionaries, for the glory of Rome!
I say hardly the behaviour of a gentleman.
Imperiums, decurions, legionaries of Rome!
- Your Caesar is proud of you. - Hooray!
Rome is victorious on both sides of the sea.
Hooray!
- On that side, my forward of Gaul, all Gauls I've conquered. - Hooray!
Except for that village still holding out.
I know! I just don't want to go back there.
And on this side, it is the Britons I have conquered, all of them!
Well, except for the one that's not surrendered yet!
Oh, one little gorge! I'll take care of them, don't worry.
I say, what worry you, Chief? If I may say so.
Well, you could say so, Robin. Reinforcements won't arrive soon.
I don't see how we can hold out very much longer.
I have a corking idea.
Actually, I have a cousin in Gaul. As a matter of fact, his village never has been conquered...
by the Romans, because they have a magic potion that gives them super human strength.
- Really? Where might this village be? - Right in Britain.
- Morning, Cacophony. - Morning, oh I feel a song!
Oh, good morning to you in this day. To know who you are...
Morning, Lucie! - Morning, Intanpix!
Morning Blacksmith! Oh, with a deep breath in the air you can smell it.
As you can see, it's nice.
Nice fish for sale, go down and see!
You say so only in ignorance, my friend. In fact, your fish stink! I never smelled such...
How dare you to come here and repeat that!
I have neglect! Here I come, I am going to shut down your ears, your feet.
Take that! The only thing that stinks here is you!
Oh, I found a fight.
Fight! Let me get in it!
- A fight! A fight! A fight! - Let's get in it!
- Well Asterix, I see that spring has returned. - Yes the village is perking up.
- And what is it all about this time? - Still fish!
Every year the same, it's a tradition.
Obelix, you sick? Don't you want to fight anymore?
- I gave it up. - Why did you do a thing like that?
I'm worried about Obelix, he's not his usual self these days at all.
Yes, let's go see him.
- Now, where were we? - Ah, your fish is stink.
- Oh yes! - My fish are fresh! - Ah, my foot!
Druid Getafix, can't you do anything for Obelix?
- No! What he needs is a Roman legion or two. - He does? Why?
So he can fight them, he hasn't done any good Roman bashing for months.
They are all off in Britain. So, no doubt it that's what he needs.
Excuse me, I do beg your pardon, gentlemen.
- I am a Briton and my name is Anticlimax. - Oh, Anticlimax? My Briton cousin!
Shall we shake hand?
In actual fact, I have come here to ask your assistance against the Romans.
Romans, where are the Romans? Where are the Romans, what?
I would like you to meet Obelix, my good friend.
- Hello! - A friend of yours is a friend of mine. I'd be proud if you 'd shake me by the hand.
An honor, Sir!
Nooooo, That is not what he meant!
Oh, he asked me to shake him by the hand.
He's my distant cousin from Britain, and there they do not talk the same way we do.
Jolly good show, quite, I say, it has gone a bit numb.
Well, as it happens, our moorage village is entirely surrounded by the Roman soldiers right now.
He's a cousin, so don't shake it even if he asks you to.
Asterix told me that. - Uh-huh!
And so, we have taken the liberty of requesting your assistance, all right?
Yes well, I'm glad you did this. We'd be happy to help you against Rome.
Our great Druid Getafix will do up a magic potion for you.
For entire village, I'd better prepare a whole barrel. I'll be needing a lot of everything I need.
I'm coming, I'll help you, I'm coming.
Obelix, you find honey, mead and carrots. Can you remember that?
- Get some honey, mead, and lot of carrots. - Oh goodie, goodie.
And I'll gather mistletoe with a golden sickle.
- Obelix! - What.?
You call those carrots?
But I saw these wild boars and anyhow it's lunchtime.
There, this is enough to give your whole village super human strength as well as hitting all those Romans.
I say I am most frightfully grateful Druid Getafix.
You're not too strong.
- We need a strong guy, only who? - Who can carry a barrel of magic potion.
Like somebody who fell into the potion when he was just a little baby.
- He is! - Huh?
Oh, me? Lets smash the Romans! Lets smash the Romans! Lets smash the Romans!
And here is a little magic potion, in case you need it on the way, you never know.
It's a very long voyage to Briton.
I say what a spot of luck, having two splendid chaps to go along with me.
I wouldn't go without my little Dogmatix, now would I?
- Have a good trip! - Goodbye, good show! - Have a nice trip!
Bring us a souvenir!
- Good bye! - Have a nice trip!
Hey Asterix, we should have brought some food, we'll get very very hungry.
My key checks is whatever for, British food is all right, raises as I coast the Newcastle.
You really know how to row.
It pays to row for Oxford, and then to row for Cambridge, a chip off the old block,
and whole that source of rows. You know what I mean?
Now hear me, lads, I had to rent this ship and it's costing me a fortune...
so take good care of it! Stay clear of any Gaul ship!
As well as the Romans!
- A ship, oh, a ship! - Why, is there a ship?
- Are they Gauls? - They are Gauls?
- No, aha, they are Pho-... Pho-... - Phoenician?
Phoenician merchant ship, we're all rich!
A pirate ship, oh my Goodness, we are lost!
No, abandon ship into a lifeboat.
- What lifeboat, I sold the lifeboat. - You make a profit?
What am I seeing, Gauls, gal, I mean Gauls, you better look.
- Pirates? Oh goodie, goodie, goodie! - Obelix, this is not the time.
Oh, the fat Gaul!
Fat? Who's fat?
Turn back!
Around your lives, back we got to row!
I say, it appears that he is acquainted with those pirates.
Oh yes, they are old friends.
Here we go again!
- You know, Captain, since I've been a pirate, I really learned to swim. - I'm glad, just shut up and swim.
Thank to you, oh, it seems god! Thank to you my specious cargo is saved as it's all to our lives!
How may I show you my gratitude? Well, I wouldn't think you'd want jewels, the market is very bad for jewels.
Don't thank us, we didn't do anything, goodbye!
Well, perhaps you would accept this small bag of specious herbs from the mysterious Far East.
Sure I'll give it to our Druid, at least to see. And, like I said, goodbye!
Farewell good Gauls! May the wind fills your sail like the whole machine...
Our own cargo was saved, for a bag of useless herbs. Quite a profitable day!
While to be getting back to Gaul, Stratuscumulus, nice and quiet there, not like Briton.
Once you've gone through one of these campaigns, it's easy anywhere else, right?
Wrong, I'm stationed near a village in Brittany and they are all a little crazy.
- Sail boat! A Sal boat! Sail boat! - Little boat ahead?
No doubt some simple fisherman from Gaul. Let's give them a scare, right?
- We aren't supposed to take any risks. - Risks?
An armed Roman galley against a little boat!?
May be it's a little boat, but they are Gauls.
Wait till you hear what they say when they see us!
Board them, board their ship, Romans! Oh, goodie, goodie, goodie!
They... They can't board us!
Drink some of this quick!
The banded, .... They're the Gauls, I told you!
Come back little Romans! - Away!
- Come back little Romans! - He's the giant, Ah-a-a-a!
I want to go home!
Thank you, Dogmatix!
What is all this?
Nothing, just fog, that means we are approaching Briton.
- Then it's time to go back to our boat. - Asterix we could take this big boat...
...to carry the magic potion all the... Shht!
way to Brittania, it's a lot better than the little one we have.
Be quiet about the M.P. - M.P.?
Never mind, we'll use our boat to be last consideration.
- Anymore Romans around? - Only little old me!
Any more Romans not around?
- Wasn't see Romans? - No!
- All gone? - All gone! - I come this way.
Any more Gauls around?
Is there always fog like this in Britain?
Oh, by goodness, no! We only have fog when it isn't raining.
They're gone away! Maybe they won't come back.
We'll repair our galley and we won't talk about this!
We have to talk about one thing, they're transporting a barrel of magic potion...
to Britain. I know that for I heard them. We have to go to our superiors.
Turn the ship around, sail to Britain. Captain turn!
You want to return? Aren't you exaggerating the power contained in this magic potion?
Oh no, captain!
My little Dogmatix is getting wet, why don't we dig a tunnel through Britain?
That's an idea, I dig, Obelix! Dig, dig! I dig a tunnel.
Right now, I wish we could dig up something to eat, I could eat a dozen wild boars.
I shall take you to a top and good Inn. What a treat you have installed, your very first meal in Britain!
Here we are, the Jolly Boar.
Obelix don't stand in the rain. You think they serve wild boar here?
What else, look there, that means, the jolly boar.
Come in and dry off.
I say, oh, how smashingly delightful to see you again!
Look here old bean! He's a Gaul, cousin actually, Asterix and his friend Obelix...
could you prepare one of your scrumptious meals?
You are in for a royal treatment, ready!
Oh wizard, and three cracking good beers!
He never said he was going to give us a boar, huh!
- But you saw what he called his place, no? - Yeah, sure I did.
Here we are, gentlemen, you first British beers.
Warm enough?
I say, shall I have him take the chill off it, with the change? - Huh!
Ah now it's just right.
Actually, it's my speciality, boiled boar with mint sauce!
A bit of all right, enjoy it!
"Jolly board" is what you call it! What's jolly about this terrible blend?
Eat it! As they say, when in Britain, do as the Britons do.
Then don't stand on it, gentleman I know you want more.
Get off!
Stand aside!
I have an urgent message for General Motus.
Albeit, General Motus! General, have I got bad news.
Why? What bad news have you got?
That potion will not arrive at the rebel village.
Issue orders to all of our patrols, arrest one Briton, a barrel of potion,
two Gauls and a little dog!
You'd better best drink up now, it's near closing time.
The Romans are rather strict about that.
- Nearly closing time pub keeper. - Exactly what I was telling this gents.
Two beers now while we are waiting!
Hey, wait a minute, what's in that barrel?
Oh, in the barrel is mag....
Oh, It acts like mag ... ..."magic warm" beer!
Oh, I just hope that it was Gallic wine!
If it was I would have confiscated it but a barrel of warm beer. Yuk
Drink it, go ahead before it gets cold, it's an acquired taste.
- Is your village much further? - As matter of fact, we must cross Londinium.
- Londinium? - Yes, our capital, old chap!
Shh, do you hear something?
- Decurion Totolaspis? - Totallapsus!
A message from General Motus, arrest two Gauls the Briton and a little dog,
they got a barrel full of magic potion.
- That warm beer! - No thanks to Decurion, I'm on my wagon.
My wagon!
Wait, hold on! That's my wagon. Hey, come back here you can't steal it!
I guess they can!
Hey fatty, you're driving on the wrong side of the road.
Huh? We're on the right side!
That's right. Here in Britain we drive on the left side of the road, that's right on the ... left! That's right side.
And I'm not fat, understand I'm not fat, I might be slightly chubby, but I'm not fat! Not at all!
Anybody would tell you, I'm not fat. Once and for all I'm not fat as what I am not...!
Hey there they are, Look! Get them, attack!
The Romans! - Where are they? Where? Romans!
That the way!
Ought to be jolly fine lawn if it is properly mowed for another 2000 years.
I say such behaviour is altogether shocking.
Don't let them get away.
I say, sir, would you mind awfully not treading on my lawn?
By Jupiter, are you questioning the army and authority of Rome?
My lawn in smaller than your Rome is but my pear is considerably harder,...
I think, than your sternum is.
I've got some more bad news for you General.
Yes, go ahead, what now?
The Gauls, the Briton, the potion and the dog are all go away.
- Where did you see them? - In Londinium.
- Ransack the city! - Yes General.
- Confiscate all barrels, you understand? - Oh yes General.
When I catch those guys I'll boil all of them and throw them to the lions. - Yes, General!
- I'll serve them with mint sauce. - Oh yes, General!
Yuk, those poor lions!
Be careful, there are many patrols! Hide the wagon!
Not to worry, this chap is a good friend of mine.
- Knock a knock! - Who is there? - Just that! - Just is who?
Just open the drawer and I'll tell you.
Anticlimax, what a fair wind blows you in my way?
Shh the town in complete scrolling with patrols of Romans, there are two Gauls, can you put us up?
You've got Gauls, come in! Take a load off your feet!
Welcome, my name is Samueltrix but they call me Gaulix because I'm from south Gaul.
My home is on the top, but the bottom dropped out of the olive market.
So I came to Londonium to try the little business....
I hate to interrupt you, old top, but the fact is we have to hide this. You understand? Hide this barrel!
Oh, very easy, nothing to it, I'll put it down in the cellar along with my wine...
from Gaul, and when it's OK, I've got a little wine for you to taste.
It's liquid sunshine, from my neighbour's shore from a humble village.
For the Briton freight it with their mint sauce.
They are crazy to drink it with their mint sauce....
Hey Asterix he is not going to give us boar with mint sauce, he wouldn't do that?
I got genuine delicacies imported from Gaul, wait till you see what I got.
If you somebody heard taste, old friend merchandise, sausages direct from Niece and Lyon...
good smoked ham from Dijon, take a whiff, it's a breath from home.
Home!
Say could that be a patrol of Romans?
A Roman patrol, that's what I say.
In great Caesar's name, open the door!
Just a second, get in there.
You guys look like what the cat dragged in! Lets have a little dignity!
Hey come on! Open up! They must.... Oh, that's it!
At last, what were you doing?
I was heating up some of beer.
All right, search the joint, we want three guys, a barrel and a dog.
- Asterix? - Shht!
- It's time of getting home! - Shht!
Didn't find anybody Decurion. There are a lot of barrels though.
Confiscate all of them. Take them to the palace.
I go in so much of trouble to get all these wonderful wines imported,
and what do you do? You take them all away!
You break my life, Decurion.
I've written on my door about my wine. Now I wouldn't see them again. Now they're gone forever!
You'll see us again, if your name is on the one holding magic potion.
I only hope that you aren't hiding the one we're looking for! You should have stayed home!
I can't stand it, nothing to drink, I'm ruined, ruined.
Oh no, not quite! There's still plenty to eat.
There, General, all the barrels from the whole city, are there!
Have our soldier's taste what's in every single one,
till we know which one of them contains the magic potion.
Carry out your orders!
Soldiers of Rome, your duty is before you, you drink to taste and you report anything unsual.
Prepare to attack! Now in good order and discipline!
Open barrel!
Dip cup! Withdraw cup.
Drink!
Advance a step! Another step!
Open barrel!
Dip cup! Withdraw cup! Drink!
We have to get that barrel before the Romans locate the magic potion,
is the palace very far away? - No, not at all, just a few hundred feet, about!
Whose feet?
The Romans measure in paces, in here we measure in feet. It's jolly traditional, that's all!
They count everyone's feet?
In actual fact there are six feet in one Roman pace, old chap.
These Britons are crazy.
Legionaries, withdraw cup!
Who wants to fight me? Come on! Take that.
Gaulix, Grosslix, Gaulix! Oh, yeah!
Here I haven't tried this one yet.
- Not bad, not bad at all! - Well, how about letting me taste that one?
No it's mine, get lost, it's my barrel, it's my barrel, no tasting from my...
barrel, I'll show you, I'm the strongest.
Huh, yeah! Anyone who drinks some of mine is going to get it!
Because I am the strongest!
- Is it much further? - A hop skip and a jump. But I fear the sentries might make it awkward.
We can always bump them on the head.
That is a good idea.
Hi there!
We are the, we have come here to... Thank you!
These Romans are really crazy!
Does anybody else want a taste out of my barrel? Well, come on try it.
Come one! Dare you! I am the Olympic champ, nobody else?
What went on here?
Come on, hey there you two fat guys, come on I'll be waiting to you two...
There's not two fat guys, there's only one and he's not fat.
Look here Obelix, Gaulix, Gaulix there are all his barrels. Only which is the right one?!
Yeah, let's taste them and see.
We can't stay here, its dangerous.
It've been dangerous, but it's good.
Come on, help me load all of these on the cart, stop drinking the wine.
Obelix, I said do not drink, these are not good for you. help bring the barrel.
Now, the most important thing is not to attract any attention.
Hallowed, it just never out of winter!
Obelix, don't sing, cut it out.
- Don't sing! - Why do you talk to me like that? You don't love me any more, Asterix?
Oh, of course I love you, Obelix, do not cry, but if don't go on singing attracting every Roman in town.
I love you Asterix, and whenever the Romans start to touch a hair on your head,
I'll feed the mash potatoes in their lives after.
Oh dear! Yet another patrol of Romans.
That's the rock and roll Roman patrol.
don't touch my friend, Asterix! Don’t touch a hair on his head!
- A Gaul, he could be the one we're after. - He'd better watch it.
- Arrest that man in the name of Caesar. - Here we go again.
Tallyho.
An unattended cart, how fortunate for an unattended cart thief.
Bash the Roman noses and sell!
Asterix, I'm getting sleepy.
Oh, poor Obelix, there're so many ghosts need keep right into his head.
He'll have a headache.
What, what's wrong.
Isn't that our cart?
Yes, it is. We'll see to that later. Let's get Obelix over to Gaulix's.
That mangy hound.
Legionaries!
You're the dregs of the Roman army, you're nothing but barbarians!
You're a bunch of nothing!
When Caesar hears about this, he'll feed all of you to the lions!
I don't mind being fed to the lions if only he wouldn't shout.
Huh?
The only ones that are still missing are those belonging to Gaulix.
Search his place and arrest anyone there, think you can do that?
Uh?
Well, poor Obelix, no wonder he was thirsty, he had all of my sausages,
salted cuts, my smoked cured hams, as well as my anchovies.
Don't! Just let him sleep, we'll go look for the cart, right, let's go!
We have gone round and round this town till I am dizzy, and there is no sign of that barrel.
Where could you hide it?
- I say, can you see what I can see? - Gaulix, what a stroke of good luck!
Yes, you're lucky! There isn't much wine around, the Romans have confiscated it. Have a little taste?
- No, just wine. - That's it! What did you think? Though I am a wine seller.
Wine seller, where did you get it, I mean Gaulix isn't your name?
Oh, I have an excellent fellow who sells it. But actually, I can't reveal his...
- Who is the fellow that sell you the wine? - Mister honest Fiddlesticks, I don't
know where he bought that wine from, he lives at Via Bandit 16.
-16 Via Bandit! - Another spot of good luck, it isn't all that far.
Well, right now we have to go get Obelix.
- I say we are frightfully indebted to you, chap! - Jolly glad that I was of any help!
Oh, it looks like an army has marched through here.
Psst! - What?
It was the Romans, they searched the place, destroyed it and they took...
Gaulix away with a large Gaul still snoring. - Where?
To prison, the tower of Londinium.
No Obelix, the prisoner of the Romans!
Where am I?
In the tower of Londinium, nobody ever escapes the day they die.
But even if they cook us in a mint sauce, I wouldn't say anything, not one word.
to the dummy Romans. Don't worry, they can not talk to us! Shall I tell these Roman don't worry!
Oh don't shout, it hurts, too!
Where is Asterix? We mustn't stay here, Asterix is going to worry.
He always worries about me, I had better go and find Asterix, the sooner the better.
Anyhow I need a little fresh air.
Look it! You are a little crazy, you forget the chains.
You attached to these chains?
If you want this nice door to stay the way it is, open it up, because we're leaving.
I warmed you, let's go Gaulix.
The big guy!
- Obelix where are you? - I'm down here Asterix, I'm coming up.
No, don't! I'm coming down.
Oh no, he's coming back up
Very educational, a visit to the tower of Londinium, wouldn't you say?
Honest Asterix, I'm really sorry about all this.
You didn't do anything Obelix, nothing.
I'm glad he didn't do anything, because the headache could be one!
What, got away?! Now you listen, you go get those guys or I'll drown you in warm beer.
And stop breaking all my statues.
Britons, Gauls, drunken Gauls, broken statues, it's too much for one little General!
Some day it's a little worse getting up!
Have I got a wine for you, gun, and the price is right; you know what I mean a good deal.
Here for you I give you an oxen cart into the bargain, gun, in a contrary price of mad!
how many was that you want it? Just one.
- Decurion, do we arrest them. - Not yet, they're looking for it, so we watch them.
You're a lucky lad, wait till you taste it! You'll be glad you did business with honest fellow!
It's been quite a good day.
That dog again! I'll get him!
Come here, little dog, right over here and I'll get rid of you once and for all.
No good! We have the numbers, they all look alike!
There it is.
- It says xvi. - No it's a number, it's 16. That is how they write it.
- They're crazy these Britons! - They're not Britons, they are Roman's numerals, Obelix.
Huh, I knew these Romans are crazy.
- I say.... - If, would you, these gentlemen, who go to explain around this surprising behavior?
Awfully sorry, that appears we have made a find error, is this 16?
In actual fact, no crater able as it has in it 17.
Unfortunately, one of the 'I' has dropped off, what left is 16 and there's an end to it.
- We are so awfully embarrassed this whole thing judged and done inferior, then. - Brother, oh well, then it's true loose!
I say that you'll do remind me to put back that blasted 'I' there, good gal.
I believe I should have a a lovely cup of hot water with a spot of milk, so good with our boiled meat.
X-V-I, we are wrong again.
- Well, this is it! - Well, if you say so!
Oh, Dogmatix!
Who are you, whose right that you got barging in here?
What have you been doing to my little doggie?
- Are you the one who stole Gaulix's wine? - Oh no, you've got the wrong bloke.
Then what is this?
- No it is just wine. - Where is the rest?
You're gonna talk!
Have you noticed how uncommonly noisy our neighbours are today? Most unusual!
Oh quite, milk in your hot water?
You talk, you talk, you talk!
You know I rather hope he does talk, making a dreadful racket.
I'll talk, I'll talk, I'll talk.
Oh, I say he has made a corking good decision, very supporting!
I'll give you a list of all my customers, Gaul. Now, you can't say I'm a nag, can you? can you?
Thank you! Here is the list of everything I stole this year....
And out, the barrel!
The first name on the list is Caledonium, what is that?
Quite simple, old chaps! They are playing against Durovernum for the 5-time championship.
Five somthing what?
- No, do we arrest those Gauls? - No they haven't got the barrel yet. When did they do?
We will all off to the game, Oh I say jolly exciting!
- As civilians they won't recognize us. - The Decurion said dress like civilians.
Oh yes, so I'm dressed like a civilian.
Tell me cousin, what do they do in this game, is it complicated?
Quite a simple game really, the chaps in two teams of 15 each and...
they use a jolly old pumpkin in the shape of an orange, now the object is...
to propel the pumpkin as best you can, all the way to your opponent's goal.
I say the Caledonian bagpipes, we are in for a treat.
And that is the sacred goose, folklore and all that.
Oh yes! And there's the sacred hen of Durovernum.
Here come the players.
And now, he's the druid umpire, he signals the kick-off and then they start the game.
Oh, bravo! That is an intelligent game, we ought to play this in Gaul.
That's a penalty, unnecessary roughness.
- Look, he's only pretending. - No he's not pretending! Out for the cup!
Stretcher!
Look that could be the right stuff.
Let's go, Hipihiphurras! Have a bit of this.
Now we will see if it is the magic potion.
Hey there lad, Aren't you the one who smashed in my head on my whack.
It's not whether you win, it's how you play the game.
It is the magic potion, let's go cousin.
He actually scored a try, good chap, now I'll say he'll try for the conversion.
- And what are you doing down here? - I got hit by this one crazy bird.
- Legionaries in civilian dress, get them! - Me too?
- I will buy this barrel - No, no! We need it for the players, they 're thirsty.
- I seize it for Caesar! - Romans! Hey, Obelix!
Here I come.
Stop that bloke! He don't stand a chance!
Bring back my barrel!
Obelix, old boy! Might I suggest you return the pumpkin so they can get on with it.
- Do I have to? - I'm afraid so!
A little help, legionaries!
Oh, what frightfully good luck chaps, in an hour we should be in my village!
I Say that wouldn't be a Roman galley, would it?
- I think you've got one option left, surrender. - We will never surrender!
Go on, lads! Cast the first stone!
Good shot, you hit the barrel.
Now I've got good news for you.
The potion has been destroyed, all of it in the river, we drowned all of them, Sir!
- At last success, that's splendid! Move all of our forces to Artelus! - At once, General!
We attack that village tomorrow at dawn.
This time the Roman win I guess.
I sure want to bash a good Roman or two.
I say, all this is just a bit unfortunate for my village isn't it?
Uh, pity!
Even if we don't have our magic potion we can still defend your village...
against the legion of Romans, right! Look, now I'm talking like you.
Uh! It just doesn't seem fair, to get so close, after all we've been through it.
All our adventures, Romans and pirates and Phoenician and all for nothing.
- Yeah! - Wait! Phoenician, I have an idea!
- What is that? - To the village, quick! There is no time to loose.
The Romans will be attacking any time now and still no word...
from Anticlimax, it's getting serious! No hope, we're lost!
- Oh, I say... - Shhhh. - Dogmatix, you'll be quiet now, shh!
Halt, who goes there?
- We'll die a sword in hand, when we get smile. - You're dam right!
- Hi! - Hello, hello, hello!
Anticlimax, I'm besides myself with worry, I can't tell you how glad I am!
- Dear lad, welcome back. - Actually, I'm rather glad to be back, oh Chief!
Well, lets get right away. Have you got the potion?
Uh, that is right here, I will make it up.
Ah, splendid, good show! I shall go and assemble the men.
- As matter of fact, cousin, we haven't got it? - You got to make it? Can you make the magic potion?
- Oh I see, you will use the Oriental herbs. - I will explain it all later.
- Now Obelix go get some water. - That's right, don't tell me anything!
I'll be a good sport taking and carry, get this, get that...
Legionaries!
Attention, our enemies have lost their secret weapon, the magic potion,
the Gauls will not assist them, now we will face absolutely no danger.
It will be a real pleasure, we'll enjoy this one.
Well, I guess it's ready.
Uh! I can honestly say it's delicious.
Now, we need only sit back and wait for the Romans to attack.
Would you mind awfully if I had a spot of milk in potion?
Legionaries! Form a square!
Ready to attack! Form a triangle!
Attack them!
Halt there, we are here Romans!
And we all eat our magic potion.
Hey, who said you could go into a circle?
- He said they've got the magic potion! - I know them, they are crazy, these Gauls!
I will need asterisk points his tough.
I don't mind fighting when we win but this is ridiculous!
The beans must be cooked with tiny little slices of cured bacon, we don't use too much...
then we need cheese and that's all.
Now cut that out, attack!
You heard him, attack, obey your chief, go on, come on attack!
If you don't attack us then we will attack you!
- Obelix, they are only guests here. - I know, then guests go first!
- They are coming - Is it too late to get a transfer?
Hey my teeth! Ah too late!
Re-enlist, they told me, a chance to see the world all I see is stars.
You are a disgrace, made me look like a fool.
Thanks to you my friend. But you Asterix, with your magical potion, we beat them at their own game.
Well, you know it wasn't exactly genuine magic potion.
Uh, I rather thought so! Yes, but all my warriors felt strong as gods and that's real courage.
Send me some more of those little herbs, though, fellow! I will declare it our national beverage.
I say, don't go yet! We'll hold a feast to your honour prepare all our specialities....
While with mint sauce and we'll have mounds of beer, and all of it nicely heated till it is just right.
No let's go home!
Uh, thank you! We would like to stay with the seat! Only he's too hungry, come over and see us.
Obelix, wait for me!
I say that's what I call a Gaul, only that, of course, they are Gauls.
Aye! There are Gau-... Gau-! Anyway they are coming so fast, we won't see them.
They are Goals, Goals!
They're Gauls, you say?
Asterix, what is that pirate captain doing?
This time I won, you're too late to sink my ship!
These pirates are crazy.
- I see! So you gave them something hot? - Yes I did, that Phoenician herbs.
And I've still got some. Druid Getafix, have you ever seen this?
Oh yes, it's called tea. Oh, It'll never catch on...
these English! Oh, no these Britons!
♪ Don't look out and down!
♪ Lets out of the shout, may be we'll on the sea.
♪ It ruins more!
♪ The rumor is stagger as it's so wide the sea.
♪ In the mid sunshine. ♪ Keep on the vine natter!
♪ When I quay in mine. ♪ It sets back!
♪ What to sorry for? ♪ People with rolling roll now!
♪ Though it sticks in stack, this black jack!
♪ Anybody feeling, try in this really surface! ♪ I go a hunt.
♪ But it's now on you, lets start something new, ♪ or maybe someone starting the wheel...