Senators, I tell you.
Those who escaped the claws of the lion
will be poisoned by the venom of the snake.
There are too many critters.
- It's not literally. - What?
O Caesar... what do you mean
by "snake venom"?
- And by "the claws of the lion"? - I get it.
Lion! The invincible power of Rome!
Like falcon claws, it has closed...
- There is a falcon? - Shh!
As the claw of the hawk,
it is a grip on all continents,
except here in Brittany,
where a handful
of indomitable Gauls still laugh at The Imperial Eagle.
The Imperial Eagle, it is a problem
to someone?
These barbarians refuse Rome?
So it is Rome that will go to them.
Uh... That's it? Now?
Yes now.
This is the venom of the snake.
Their forests give way to glorious buildings.
Surrounded by the Roman civilization,
they will have to adapt or disappear.
I entrusted the construction
our beautiful city the young architect Anglaigus.
He designed many buildings
many of which do not collapse.
Congratulations Anglaigus! I adore you.
Beautiful little model!
How do you call your glorious city?
I thought something... but it was bad.
I do not insist on it.
What do you suggest, Senator Prospectus?
There should be a name that evokes Rome...
But that is not really Rome.
- Rume? - Rume?
It's not really Rome.
I fear being confused with...
Good. What do you think...
Domaine gods?
The Domain of the Gods?
I'm not sure...
Oh well, it's not bad.
Cuckoo!
This one's for you, Obelix.
Obviously, I saw them first.
- Really? - Perfectly!
He is afraid of me, not you!
Really? You talked with him?
I see the first wild boar.
Is that flaps under your nose?
- Ah here! - Môssieur is essential!
You're done, right?
I'm the fastest.
To eat them.
- This is mine! - I think Not!
- Yes! - I think Not!
Yes!
Obelix!
My boar...
called "back"!
It's not your boar!
What is it, by Toutatis?
121, 122, 123, 124, 125... Sorry, sorry...
126, 127,
and... 128!
This is the first tree to be felled.
By Vesta! Remove that!
Lying!
You should not touch the trees, Roman.
Idéfix hates that.
Come on, Dogmatix! Enough is enough!
Get out of here now!
The site is strictly forbidden to the public. Is that clear?
I like the Romans without armor.
They make a nice sound when they fall.
O Abraracourcix our leader, we need to talk to you!
He is in a meeting. Can I take a message?
I'm listening.
What is happening?
A clasic fish story, it's not fresh...
What do you mean not fresh?
I was responding to a question!
Go for it!
We stumbled upon the Romans.
- the Romans with strings. - What kind of strings?
At top of the feets.
They have a prohibited public site.
What is this site?
String ropes, it's not too serious.
Come On! Return!
Go watch this site. You never know.
Hey, we made our report!
He finished your report!
It is intolerable that mustached barbarians threaten
Caesar plans!
The Gauls do not like us to touch their forest.
Their forest?
Stop moving, please.
By Juno, what do they think?
They think its their home. That's the problem.
We'll take up to civilization.
We will deforest their forest.
Be the first dégauloiser.
For this, Caesar is counting on you. And I believe...
- Ave, Centurion! - What happens is that Slaves
complain of inactivity.
Operations are suspended
for securing the site.
- How To? - How what? - I understood nothing.
Well, that's okay.
Anglaigus to avoid the Gauls, we must work at night.
A night site! Anything!
As your bandage!
Centurion! My staff and I are undecided.
Should we draw?
You need to repeat it? You wait for my signal.
What is your signal, already?
For the 30th time it is when I lift the arm.
Very much so.
What are we waiting for, by Jupiter?
What are we waiting for?
The report of my scouts.
Centurion! You make too much gossip with angry architect.
It's dangerous.
Back in the ranks!
..
But what do you manufacture?
- You raised your arm. - I Did Not.
Oh yes! So, clack!
I gave the signal.
Ave, Centurion.
- Scouts report. - Where were you?
- There! - And you do what?
It was not far because the Gau...
I can not hear. What?
GAULOIS OF!
Gauls? Humerus sounds the retreat!
Ave, Centurion!
Come back, band of morons!
Ho bah...
Idéfix!
What happens now?
A shot of the Romans.
That, Idéfix. Everything is back in order.
What for those not right in the head, i repeat.
- Just Listen. - One tree per night?
You shove your finger
- in the eye to the ulna. - Present!
The farm, Ulna! Not just stand there!
Where is the tree ripped yesterday?
I do not have very good news. It is not torn.
What?
The tree is replanted.
Replanted figuratively?
No, no... Replanted under "replanted". Look At.
No, but it is not true!
But this is not true!
- Centurion! The architect making fuss again! - Silence!
Enough is enough! We go! We can not fight.
- I Will Not! They'll pull off this tree. - Yet Again?
Yes, And will report back to camp!
Wait... Our function provides the uprooting of trees,
but their transportation...
You are slaves. You obey and buckle down!
Centurion , now you are making noise!
Shut up! And you, pull!
Fortunately I have not brought Idéfix.
O Druid, what do we do?
I may have a funny trick...
A funny trick?
Prodigious! You realize how fast they grow?
Doesn't it grow at usual speed?
I have news that are not funny.
It may seem daunting.
We must see the good, the motivation remains intact. It's great!
Nobody gives up. We must congratulate ourselves.
- Obelix, eat slowly! - What for?
- Well, I still have a tassel. - I Will Not! Obelix...
Obelix! You're going to uproot me that tree, immediately!
Oh no! I can not do that to Idéfix.
So if I understand you correctly,
not only the site of the Estate of the Gods does not advance,
but also the Romans did not want to live there.
We face some reluctance.
Our citizens are reluctant to emigrate to Armorica.
If we built the city near Rome, they would be far less.
Give me a solution you incapable!
Or you will end in the arena with the lions!
It will entertain citizens, without taking them
away from home.
The arenas...
That's a great idea, O Caesar!
Ha, naughty! I'll gut you!
Hercules! Here! Help!
It's me, Hercules!
You will pay, nasty Trojan!
You're going to die like a cockroach!
Apeldjus! It has to be killings, massacres?
But let him be, he enjoys it.
It's crazy, so violent! Where does he get that?
- Attempting a triple outlet? - Double.
And neck, by the way, it is better?
I have to avoid sudden movements.
- Ready for the shot of Rattlesnake? - Ready Now!
I never liked the shot of rattlesnake.
Well, sorry, old man!
Do not rebuke you there three times.
Pshaw here, an ad!
We can no longer do a killing correctly.
Tell me about it!
Romain! Roman!
You've had enough!
Enough of the stinking atmosphere of the town! Noise!
Frenzy! Traffic!
Well no, not really...
Know a quiet gem awaits you. A new quote,
in a green setting awaits you at least
three weeks from the center of Rome.
The divine Caesar offer tonight
to one of you a splendid apartment...
Domain of the gods!
Consult the unbendable located at your feet!
Oh! But it's beautiful!
Yes... but it's in Brittany.
Where is it?
I dunno, but it's far.
The big draw... begin!
The lucky winner...
is...
the holder of the unbendable number...
Number TWO !
But... it's you! Bah quickly down!
I do not want to go to Brittany.
You do not even know where it is.
Who is the lucky number two?
This is us! It's here!
It is this person!
We won what? A gladiator?
Crowd cheering loudly,
as he descends into the arena!
Oh! Look your father's beautiful!
He looks like a Greek hero.
Well Done!
Cheer! Cheer and wield your reward!
Uh... Um... Where is Armorica ?
In Gaul.
Oh yes? It's far anyway.
And if I refuse to leave?
You stay here and cowardly face lions.
Oh No. It's true that a little fresh air, it can only do good.
Oh yes!
Indeed, Roman architecture is awfully impressive.
So where is the lobby?
We will stop spending and you will return to Rome
and explain that the fun is over.
Never Before! You hear? Caesar gave me a mission.
And I will lead her to the end,
even if I kill the slaves to the task.
"To kill the slaves to the task?"
This is what will happen.
What can we do, Getafix?
Think Through.
I have an idea, but you're not going to want to hear it.
- A beating? - That, that was my idea.
To protect the slaves, I have a plan.
It requires a beating, certainly,
but... a little.
A little beating? This exists?
SHL FU MI!
The camp slaves, please?
Hello!
You may not know I'm in a good mood!
Well, it must be there.
Here is the magic potion that gives superhuman strength. Gift!
I could taste little before?
No, not you!
It'll help your mutiny
and escape. You are free.
First I want to say thank you. But is running a way out?
- Pardon? - You speak of escape.
But flight is it not... I debate running is,
another form of slavery?
It is rather the beginning of a form of freedom.
Yet no escape from oppression.
There are matters to discuss.
I offer just a potion.
I return to the concept...
You take the potion or I glue you to the flor!
Absolutely, absolutely.
What has happened?
A fine example of respect for our Gallic neighbors.
Oh no, It is not the time!
Ouch...
From now on, we will reach a balance equal to that of the legionaries.
We want to leave, two meals a day... How?
- Three. - Oh yes! So Now,
three meals a day.
- That's it? - I don't think so.
When the first building of the city will be built,
we want to be freed.
- What? - Free.
Ah yes, yes. As a result,
we each require housing.
That's the little extra... Present!
You're not going to accept?
Though. It seems prudent.
Bargain?
Oh yes! Actually...
Roman architecture is impressive!
It's a good job!
What do you do there?
Centurion, according to a rumor that,
you will give the slaves the same pay as us?
You confirm it's salads?
- This is mine! - No, mine!
- It is not! - Yes!
What are you doing? The magic potion,
was to run away.
So we debated it. And condition
of runaway slave does not offer career prospects.
What do you like more, by Toutatis?
Simply become
free Roman citizens. For that, we have to finish the building.
We will not let you
destroy our forest. Away with your men!
We will return to destroy the site!
- Everyone was served? - Oul! I think Not...
A bit of silence for my speech.
COME ON! LET'S GO!
You do not even know who you need to fight.
- Who cares! - As long as we hit someone!
We must destroy a large building.
You break everything that comes along. It will be fine.
Hold On...
CHAAAAAARGEZ!
Group 44, you follow me!
And 43?
The 43 is the entrance C.
Civilians!
Oh, a little costume show while we wait!
I would have preferred a snack.
John Marcus!
Come on, buddy.
- We can break the big house? - No.
- Well, a column, anyway? - No.
- The little cart, at least? - NO!
What's the use for the Romans if you can't break something?
Come on, kids! We came home.
I need your apartment claim.
But that's my claim!
It was given to us by Caesar.
What do you need?
Petirictus... Petiminus.
Petiminus, I can not... Say!
Stop fidgeting or you will not get away.
Large! Make me big, Vesta!
The mosaic takes a long time.
This is not new.
- Your mosaic has a problem. - Pardon?
- It is too big and not consolidated... - This is the time?
- She's perfect, Peticitrus. - Petiminus.
Petiminus. I can not accommodate you. Thank you. Next!
- It was weeks of travel. - It's Caesar...
Return tomorrow with a complete record. Next!
Go child, I'm busy!
Lost in Brittany with nowhere to go...
If we stumble on the Gallic barbarians?
Hope not! I hate fighting.
Hercules will flatten you!
Look, he raises his own column!
I have the right to play with the dog?
For sure. It is very good to bring sticks.
Hein, Idéfix?
I train him to bring the standing stones, but doesn't.
Come on, Dogmatix, fetch!
- Hercules! - It was bad luck.
- You said it. - What is going to fall on us?
Daddy! Mom!
I found Hercules!
Where is it Hercules?
- Apeldjus! - Let go of the child. Fight me
man to man.
I understand you!
About what?
In a general way. You are...
Say, the soup is getting cold!
One minute Mimine. I arrive.
You are very disappointed to NOT have had a good fight.
We took the magic potion for nothing.
If I meet a Roman civil,
I'll give him a look that he will not forget!
Me, if a Roman civil wonder his way,
I will show him, and he'll come no more.
Me, me!
If a Roman helps me carry my cart, I will say thank you...
but it will not be sincere.
They are friends... They have nowhere to go.
They do not have the correct folder.
The last time a Roman came here, was before I was born.
Civilian or not, Romans in the village, I disagree.
It's starting to look like a small invasion attempt.
Watch Out! The invaders are...
Where did you see
invaders? This is a lost family.
But... Mimine - A family is a family.
The child will starve to death. That's all I see.
Come eat. There lukewarm soup.
Do not worry about these big fools. Come sit.
Asterix village warrior.
Petiminus, mosaicist.
I would ofer you to stay at my home, but I have this growing problem.
I blame the glands.
Obelix will find you a solution.
So, what do we do?
About what?
Domaine des Dieux, to the fact that we do not hit civilians.
Meanwhile, work continues.
And there will be more.
We must find a way to get rid of civil...
without fighting them!
- This is the time, we go! - Obelix!
And I raise my horn to the health of residents of the Estate of the Gods!
Ah, finally! The famous Armorican rain!
And that at Rome, they stifle of heat!
- Ave! - Hi!
Hi!
- It is my fresh fish! - How much do you sell for,
That mackerel there?
Uh... a sesterce.
A sesterce! In Rome, it is five.
- And it's not fresh. - Five!
Oh, no, no... We, here is uh... a.
Maybe because it was beside the sea...
In Rome, too, right?
In Rome, the sea is dirty.
I'll take three.
Yup!
Hmm.
You're proud of yourself?
What? I should refuse to sell to the Romans?
If you were in Rome, you would sell these fish five sesterces each!
If you were in Rome, you would stink a little less.
- Incomplete file. - Next!
- What is happening? - I do not know, I see nothing.
- You know what happens? - No, we see nothing.
We will try to sleep anyway.
It will never be worse than Rome.
And here, at least, there is the rain that refreshes.
- Ave! - Hi!
Hi!
Come on, hurry! The ladies of the Estate of the Gods!
Four sesterces mackerel! Cheaper than Rome!
Oh! This trinket is delightful!
Watch Out! It is not the trinket for everyone.
It is a shield that belonged to Vercingetorix.
Say! You're making it up
how much stuff thats belonged to Vercingetorix?
And about your fish? Stinks like it is mummified!
Incomplete applications!
Next!
You know what happens?
No, we see nothing!
We will try to sleep anyway!
It can never be worse than Rome!
Here at least, rain is refreshing.
- Ave! - Hi!
How much it costs?
Special Price Domaine des Dieux: 40 sesterces.
If it belonged to Vercingetorix, it would be triple!
First, I do what I want. Second, how much is triple 40?
It's 120 sesterces.
At that price, I buy.
That's too much!
Say your fish belonged to Vercingetorix.
Given the smell, it not a shock!
Oh look! It is picturesque! Well Done!
Next!
We got it!
We got it! We got it! We got it!
- We got it! We got it! We got it! - We got it!
Hello! Hello!
Hello!
Hola, qué tal?
Hat, hat, guys!
Impressive, Anglaigus! Very impressive!
And all this in time!
But it was not without difficulty, senator.
Now, he is proud. There were eight days
when was scared his pants would fall down.
- Well, enough! - Centurion!
No, no, later.
Your senator will be gone.
What is it?
I promised to free them, but I have no authority.
You have promised that?
And he paid them. And he gave them housing.
- What? - For that, we argued.
Let me do it.
Slaves!
By the powers conferred in me
Caesar, the Roman people
and rest, me, Senator Gaius Prospectus,
hop, snitch, I freed you.
- We are free? - There You Go...
Pshaw, hey that, I can tell you that it's nice.
Do not forget to pay rent for your homes.
We understood that we were awarded.
When you were slaves. Now you have to pay
15 sesterces rent per week.
15 sesterces! Anyway!
But good news!
Construction workers positions are available.
- The salary is 15 sesterces per week. - You accept?
Well, the proposal... Pitch Perfect!
You are hired.
Uh... Anglaigus, your workers are not at work.
The nerve, lazy band!
We pay you for what, exactly? Come on, hop!
- To the site! - The whip cracks. And go!
But this is SLAVERY!
That it must be admitted, you are efficient!
No... I am a Senator!
They are new, my antiques!
For junk, contact the expert! Father to son
since Vercingetorix!
7 sesterces mackerel!
6.99 sesterces mackerel! 6.99!
Three mackerel offered for three mackerel purchased!
It's been six mackerel at a price of...
I tell you that this shield is not for sale!
Even for 450 sesterces?
That's the offer? I'll pack it for you.
As usual, lemons are available.
Thank you.
Give us two fish.
You eat fish now?
We Must. There are no boar in the forest with this mess.
That will make 14 sesterces.
What? This is a joke?
It breaks my heart to raise prices,
but it is hardly more expensive than in Rome.
Is theft! Drop your price!
Why? Even at seven, my fish sells less then his antiques.
I'll take one!
- Mackerel for two? - Exactly.
Fish is gone? There is nothing to eat.
It is not my fault...
You all have become crazy!
Mr. Asterix prevents us from fighting civilians.
And when we welcome them, he wants us to stop.
You are ridiculous with your mackerel for seven sesterces.
Stop this circus and help us!
Help you with what?
To do that the Romans leave and we can clean the area of ??the Gods.
WHAT?
To demolish the city,
it must first be emptied.
And customers?
For antiques, the Romans are the future.
There is no harm in growing trade.
Evil is that you have become greedy fools.
This is wrong! We had always been fools.
And we are not greedy, no one knows what it really means.
- Do not worry, I will not bore you anymore. - Verry good.
- I am moving to Domaine des Dieux! - QUOl?
- Me too. - Me too.
I will not stay in a town that I do not recognize anymore.
I digres, but would not this the perfect time for a farewell song?
Since that's it, I'm leaving too.
The Romans will welcome an artist. And I tell you...
Assurancetourix!
If you come, it is now.
In short, I am outraged!
We want housing.
Leave the area without fuss.
We do not make a fuss.
But... it's impossible... Hello!
Hello! Hello!
Hello! Welcome! We will be happy... What?
You're even dumber than you seem.
We do not host Gauls. What will Caesar say?
The Gauls want to live like the Romans.
- Huh? - You fool, they deserted their village.
And Caesar will reward us
if he sees that his plan runs 1000 times better than expected?
I have NO more free housing.
Make room!
No problem!
We will fix you up.
Hercules arrives!
Phew! All Done!
We finally home!
Look! Look!
Come In!
Now what?
You have an idea, Asterix?
I have the night to think.
It's weird that house. It looks like a box.
It is an apartment, Obelix.
If we knew which box was Apeldjus,
we'd gone to say hello.
Beautiful!
The poison is working.
We must strike! Tell,
in Brittany, the inhabitants of the rebel town
have a right to housing.
Domaine des Dieux!
Free for life!
"A beautiful free accommodation awaits each family of Gallic village."
"Domaine des Dieux!"
Free housing?
If it allows me not to see your ugly heads, I'd go on.
What are you waiting for? You want some momentum?
Civilization would do me good! Your fish and trinkets...
I am head of the village, Mimine. We can not go.
I did not say that I will go with you.
What's holding you. You're afraid to show your head there!
Who said that?
Go to the Romans!
There will be less charlatans on the market!
Same for the fish. Place for professionals!
Tired of this.
- Of swindlers! - Who is a swindler?
It is you who said that!
Listen trinkets dealer!
The poisoner, you are no better!
What do I do now?
I am going?
Yes We Do! Go ahead!
It is better to start with a light song?
As intro?
No no! Attack directly with something powerful!
It's a new audience, you must make an impression!
Well... Go to powerful...
More...
- What are you doing here? - After deliberation,
we decided to approach our beloved customers.
As such, we discourage all welcome songs.
The projectile used is a pimp seven sesterces
of the highest quality.
Come on, kids! Let's go!
They are crazy these Gauls!
I feel that it calmed down.
You put back the luggage.
Obelix!
You're there, you?
We're sorry, but...
we did not know where to go.
You did well.
Preparing his dozen!
Forward!
Oh! More...
A beautiful representation
architect at work.
Ave!
We go to the next building.
We remain grouped.
Grouped!
Steer everything! To the left!
More to the left! The other left!
I'm hungry!
What was I saying?
- When? - There, right there!
You laugh in diabolical way.
Evil rather... No, but before!
Oh... before, we too must ask...
You said "finally".
Ah yes, "Finally!"
Finally, I want these irreducible!
After years of humiliation, four buildings and a few matrons
have come to the end.
O Caesar! Our victory over Gaul is complete!
No! It will be total
when no longer remains a log of their ridiculous village.
Ouch!
Change of plans!
There is a village shaving!
It is diabolical
No, evil.
There!
- Have you seen one? - No.
Why do you turn?
To change the corner. There was nothing.
There! There! There!
Ah! Watch Out!
- So? - No, still no boar.
They all left because of work.
There remains perhaps one or two.
And then?
I'm a little tired suddenly.
I'll rest five minutes.
I feel bad.
- That's because you got hungry. - You think?
It's what happens when you don't eat.
- Without eating? - I never went long without eating.
Do not worry. I'll find you a boar.
Do not move, I return.
Don't go too far away, right?
Apeldjus!
Idéfix!
LOAD!
Well? What are you doing?
Our group has just passed the general strike.
- Unanimously! - What?
We believe this is dangerous assault.
Obviously, this is an assault. It's to destroy a village.
We have said repeatedly: War, yes, drudgery, no!
We demand guarantees.
The druid must be neutralized,
then the Gauls will no longer have the magic potion.
This is a joke?
We would also like to mention the courtesy.
Ineligible your... Is unacceptable.
Soldiers want...
Destroy the village. I know, I heard.
"Razing the village."
The exact wording of the order coming from Rome,
is "razing the village."
Seize them!
But, there is nothing settled.
What? It's the druid.
The one you said and it's there. What else do you want?
It remains the question of free housing.
And what you think courtesy.
Stop them by Juno!
If you don't use that tone things will get better...
O! O! O Caesar!
No building will rise high enough... quite high...
to match... Huh?
No but... You're joking? What are you doing?
You have not built a prison, then...
It will not stand in my hall of honor.
I was ordered to put prisoners inside
for the Gauls not see them.
This is nonsense! A main hall with a cage.
zzzz.
Quite high... No, quite high!
Quite High!
Do not worry, Apeldjus. Someone will help us.
I don't care . Obelix will break everything.
Find a way to prevent...
I know!
Accepts this modest banquet in...
testimony... testimony...
Hey there! No horseplay!
Evidence of what?
Hercules...
Testimony...
- As testimony to you. - Yes We Do!
You're even smarter than I thought, Apeldjus.
I don't get that all you want stay at Domaine Gods.
You housed the slaves.
- It would repatriate our families. - What?
I have not seen my wife for 22 years.
She was pregnant and I might be a grandfather.
Family reunification, centurion!
Apeldjus?
By Toutatis, I'm so hungry! Apeldjus?
Apeldjus!
Apeldjus? Apeldjus?
Panoramix!
Petiminus! Asterix! Look!
He had to get her something.
Apeldjus no risk. He is with Ob... Obelix?
You are with Apeldjus? He returned?
Not since the river! Let's go!
Obelix, keep the village!
I'm coming! Wait for me! Wait for me!
Obelix!
A legion does not live in a luxury property,
Earning 22 a day.
I earn 10 per week.
These are big demands.
And the big, centurion?
What big centurion?
No. And the big... centurion?
But what BIG?
The BIG Gaul with superhuman strength. He remains at large.
We will not work
if he is not neutralized.
And how can I neutralize him since...
Thise is not our business!
Just Listen... I'm hungry...
Stop, centurion!
You'll wake him.
Accept this modest meal...
No, this modest banquet...
You will take more prisoners?
Hush! Slowly, architect. You'll wake him.
Order was to conceal that one of the Gauls.
By the gods! They had Obelix!
As for the other two near the mosaic.
Your mosaic is damn bad!
- Silence! - My dad said it!
Silence! We must quickly seal him in a safe place.
And silent!
We followed the river and found no Apeldjus!
We had to... pass... without notice.
Hey!
Now what?
The same thing the other way!
Quick!
Dulcia! Hold On!
I hope they have not made us get up early for nothing.
To visit the dolmens,
it was not that early.
Gather around me!
I hope we will have a snack.
They have water, it's something.
Please, listen to me.
We have the unique opportunity this morning to be able to attend
a ra-ri-ssime event.
Attack... Please!
Archers at my command,
be kind enough to draw!
But do something!
What do I do?
I dunno. Go see the centurion!
What centurion?
Be kind to attack minus!
- What? - I said "be nice."
If the enemy has the potion, no fighting.
That's why we shut the druid.
Domaine Gods.
- What druid? - Ours?
And the big, too.
How big?
Ours?
It's not strawberry juice he drank!
Not be fooled us, it was empty!
Empty? Heard him gulp?
And you are safe there centurion!
You think we are dumb as turkeys?
Well... I get it, I get down.
After a moment...
That is a good cause, but you have to say...
stop!
So we have superhuman strength?
You want a slap? You tell me if it's quite superhuman.
What are you waiting, my permission?
My first slaps, I reserve for the Roman civilians.
Those... in particular!
You are proud of yourself with your ridiculous clothes!
"Civilian Roman"...
You, O Abraracourcix our chef! You have deserted your village.
- What? - I'll teach you to desert your village.
What you say?
Admonishing you a slap
powerful, thanks to the magic potion...
I just drink. You are ready?
Ready for what?
To slap you so hard that
will send you waltz at the other end of the forest.
By Toutatis, what power! This can only be magic!
And Yo!
So much for your fish is not fresh!
By Bélénos! What hammering!
So much for your antiques, pirate!
Brittany O!
Wet earth with blood, you avenge injustice.
I want to love you again and ringing the armistice.
Hum, hum... So, they have the potion or not?
They have, they have not... With all that, I'm destabilized.
I have to go free Obelix and Getafix.
Look after them while I'm off.
Asterix, I'm so ashamed...
We'll see that later.
Friends! Our dear village is threatened.
This is the time to drink a generous swig of our magic potion!
Do not worry too much.
- I'm not worried too much! - YUP!
Centurion... in military terms, what do we do?
I do not know, I'm destabilized.
We are in trouble.
Asterix! Quick! Apeldjus must be there,
but prisoned.
Why, there?
Because it can only be there.
Open by Juno or I push the door!
Apeldjus!
The reception is closed by Vesta!
Open architect!
- Asterix! - Getafix!
How many are there?
Get out or I send the guard!
Guards! Get them!
It's up there!
- Apeldjus! - Free the prisoners!
You're going to release them!
When I tell you that the mosaic has a defect...
is that it has...
a...
DE...
FECT!
Apeldjus!
You know what?
And that one, did not you fly.
Daddy!
What have you done to Obelix architect? By The!
We do not have time to look for him.
We need to make the magic potion
and I need everyone.
Ouch!
You know? I was in the toilet. You had forgotten me?
It's been an hour since you talk!
You attack or not?
If depends, you'll sue us or not?
Yes is likely.
Well, we revote.
Who is for the retreat?
Who is to attack?
So retreat.
Oh no...
- Children! We follow! - YUP!
- My salt is called "back"! - A dog took my grass!
Mackerel seven sesterces!
That is good. I do not need it.
That... oh yes! That yes!
It... what is it?
Quick, Getafix! Quick!
You do not take shelter in your apartment, centurion?
I have no apartment. You've taken all.
They are out of breath?
Usually... We never had time to flee.
Say.
What more do you need to admit that they do not have the potion, a sign?
Come on, kids... Charge...
What's that this project?
Where is he?
He is here! Ah, my Caesar!
No building will rise high enough
to match the size Caesar!
Accepts that modest banquet... a witness...
- u are welcome. - I think not.
Do you imagine that I came from Rome to eat?
Not even a little tart?
Here's one, tart! Remove all that grub!
And faster than that!
Hop, hop, hop! When Caesar says "thrown"...
discarded.
Yeah, that's true.
Stop all this!
Getafix, quick!
Almost, almost...
Asterix!
I Will Not! The potion is not ready!
The potion is not ready!
Panoramix!
You lost, Gauls! This time, Rome was stronger.
Your people. Admit it!
And subject yourself!
I will never submit.
I am... Asterix the Gallic warrior...
I was assured that the Gauls became Roman.
But, they are! They are!
O Caesar!
Take A Look! Your victory is complete! Contemplate
your prisoners!
The civilization of wild mustaches...
is finally eradicated! And that stupid
little arrogant warrior
will now join his accomplice big...
the dungeon!
Obelix!
I'm not fat!
CHARGE!
- We load! - ON CHARGE!
Charge!
Please!
Obelix!
Open! By order of Caesar open!
What are they doing out there? They come to help us?
Yes, you could say that.
Pull It archers... !
Kindly ti...
The final touch!
You... shall not... pass!
Bearded, you back away!
Ah... It is not lemonade!
Friends, our freedom is again threatened by the insidious tentacles...
COME ON! LET'S GO!
The Domaine des Dieux hope you had a pleasant stay
and invites you to return to Rome by the outputs provided for this purpose.
The fun is over!
This man, Obelix, it's for you.
- Of course! - I saw first.
Watch Out!
We meet!
Uff.
Pull yourself together, for Mars!
I demand the name of an official.
The manager called Caesar, ma'am.
But what do you manufacture?
It's a long story. At the end of the project,
it was necessary to consider retreat.
And here we were offered...
After a while it goes like this.
Hercules!
Whatever you think about my reservations, Gauls, get dignity...
You are the one to talk about dignity, Jules.
- How ? - Mutiny.
Domaine des Dieux is sneaky, deceitful, calculated. You should be ashamed.
We try stuff. Sometimes it works, sometimes...
It does not work. You're going back to Rome and take the civilians.
You owe them a luxury accommodation.
And remember that there is a village in Brittany
that resists you again and again.
HOORAY!
Either... Veni, vidi vici... not.
We can not "vici"(win) every time either.
Come On! Everyone in Rome!
But I fell into the potion when I was little.
So, I'm not allowed to drink.
Yes, we know... a small drop.
Thank you for everything, Astérix.
Rome will seem empty to us.
Here, Petiminus.
A memory of Brittany, compliments
the old Gallic druid.
Apeldjus cheek.
Here... It will do you more.
I'm sorry, that's all I know to carve.
Apeldjus...
Watch Out! A menhir!
And this is for you!
Roman, Roman!
The program tonight... it's hard!
It's formi... It's great!
The small down there, you start by a blow to the liver.
Then you turn around
toward the big yucky for sun projection.
The big yucky, it's me. We leave it like that?
After the coup of the robin.
And it is easy, not like in training.
The "robin"
what is it again?
Immobilization, strangulation.
It was repeated three times!
Do as in training and you will not get hurt.
But one will got hurt.
Get hurt!
You do that in your head!
Thank the divine Caesar
for the gladi glagla... the gladiators!
AVE CAESAR! AVE CAESAR!
AVE CAESAR!
Pull me out of here! Or is it the lions for everyone!
You hear? Lions for 75,000 people!
Beautiful!
He has an incredible talent, it Petiminus!
That's nice, he dressed you in Gaul...
Sarcasm starts..
I dressed as Roman to approach the enemy.
Correct!
Hey! We are Gaulle! Behave at the table!
Traitor!
Who is a traitor?
Invincible, it is!
Not better!
Irreducible, it is!
YUP!
Right, guys? Ir-Re-patible Chief!
I told him straight out:
I ce-de-rai not on the claims.
Finalis sharp!