♪ 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 real in, surf it! ♪ 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 then hurricane, of all the perils, they are the worst.
- A, ship. Ship! - Where is she, look out, lets hear it!
- On the po-, on the por-, on the port. - On the port side. They are Gauls, right?
- No, ro-... ro-... ro-... - The Romans!
Oh Rom.- ... Romans, like you said.
Romans? It'll be a good booty! We're out of loneship! They are numerous!
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 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. - You said so!
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 until 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 what. - I say I can do with a spot of hot water.
Thank you, jolly good! - I'll have some too.
I say, can I just request a spot of milk in it?
Yes, love, 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.
- And question or thing, were off for 2 day - 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?
We'll never go back to Rome! - I've had enough of this already!
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.
- So they won't be ready 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!
- 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!
- Back! Ping it off!N- 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 conquer. All of them.
All except for the ones that won't surrender 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.
I have a cousin in Gaul. As a matter of fact his village never has been conquered...
by the Romans, they have a magic potion that gives them super human strength.
- Where might this village be? - Why, 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, Intonpix!
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. 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, a fight
A 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!
Still 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? Your fish is stink. - No my fish. Doesn't!
- 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. Oh, 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. - Anticlimax? My birth cousin with three moons!
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.
A friend of yours is a friend of mine. I'd be proud if you 'd shake me by the hand.
Nooooo, That is not what he meant!
Oh he asked me to shake him by the hand.
He is 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 moory village is surrounded by Roman soldiers.
He's a cousin, so don't shake it even if he asks you to.
Asterix told me that.
So we have taken the liberty of requesting your assistance, all right?
Yes well, we'd be happy to help you against Rome.
Our great Druid Getafix will do up a magic potion for you.
For entire British, I had 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?
Some honey, mead, and lots 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 someone 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 Britain.
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 and stay clear of any Gaul ship.
As well as the Romans!
A ship, a ship! Oh, a ship! - Why gather the ship?
- Are they Gauls? - They are goals?
- No, ah-ah, 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've been learning 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 a 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 going 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.
It may be a little boat, but they are Gauls.
Wait till you hear what they say when they see us.
- Board them, board this ship, - Romans, 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! Come back little Romans!
- He's the giant, Ah-a-a-a!
Get on them!
- I want to go to Rome! - Thank you, Dogmatix!
Oh, No!
What is all this?
Nothing, just fog, that means we are approaching Britain.
- Oh, then it is time to go back to our boat. - Asterix, we could take this big boat...
...to carry the magic potion all the... - Shht!
way to Brittany, it's a lot better than the little one we have.
- Be quiet about the M.P. - The 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? - Gone! - I come this way!
Any more Gauls around us?
Is there always fog like this in Britain?
Oh my goodness, no, we have fog only when it isn't raining.
They're going 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 can't we dig a tunnel through Britain?
That's an idea, I dig, Obelix! Dig, dig! I dig a tunnel.
Right now, I wish I 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.
Old chap, how smashingly delightful to see you again, look here old bean...
he's a Gaul, my cousin actually, Asterix and his friend Obelix.
could you prepare one of your scrumptious meals?
Your are in for a royal treaty, ready!
As with us, and three cracking good beers!
He never said he was going to give us a boar, huh!
- But you saw what he called this place, No? - Yeah, sure I did.
Here we are, gentlemen, your first British beers!
Warm enough?
I say, shall I have him take a chill of it?
- What don't you try? - Huh!
Ah now it's just right.
Actually, it's my speciality, boiled boar with mint sauce! A bit of all right, huh? 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.
Don't stand on ceremony gentleman! I know you want more.
Get on!
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 had 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 the barrel? - Huh, in the barrel is mag-!
Just like a magic warmed beer.
Oh, I was hoping it was Gaelic 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? - We must cross Londinium.
Londinium? - Yes, it's our capital, old chap.
Shh! Do you hear something?
- Victorian Tololaspus? - Tololapsus!
A message from General Motus, arrest two Gauls a Briton...
and a little dog, they have got a barrel full of magic potion.
- That's warm beer! - No thanks to Centurion I'm on my wagon.
My wagon!
Hey hold on, that's my wagon. Hey come back here you can't do this! 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!
Anybody would tell you, I'm not fat. Once and for all I'm not fat as what I am not...!
Hey they are there, look! Get them, attack!
The Romans! - Where are they? Where?
- That's the way! - That's the way!
Ought to be jolly fine lawn if it is properly grown for another 2000 years.
I say such behaviour is altogether shocking.
Hey, 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 peat 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 and Briton with potion and the dog all got 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 them and throw them to the lions.
- Yes general. - I'll serve them with mint sauce.
Yes General!
Yuk, those poor lions!
Be careful, there are many patrols, lets 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 is completely scrolling with the patroles of Romans.
There are two Gauls with me. Could you put us in?
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. Bluh - bluh, bluh!.........
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 and delicate imported from Gaul, wait till you see what I got.
If you somebody have taste, old French 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 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're breaking my life Decurion.
I've written on my door about my wine. Now I won't see them again. They're done forever!
You will see us again, if your name is on the one with the magic potion,...
I only hope 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 there's still plenty to eat.
There you are General, all the barrels from the whole city, are there!
Have our soldier's taste what's in every single one, so 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 unusual, 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 everybody'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 at all. How about letting me taste that one?
No it's mine, get lost, it's my barrel. it's my barrel!
No tasting on my barrel or 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 will bump them on the head.
That is a good idea.
Hi there!
We are the ones, 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 one is the right one? - Let's taste them and see.
- We can't stay here, its dangerous. - It's 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. It's not good for you. Help bring the barrels!.
Oh, no! I've never ... drunk!
Now, the most important thing is not to attract any attention.
Hallowed, it never out of winter!
Quiet! Don't sing! Cut it out, Obelix!
Why do you talk to me like that? Don't you love me any more, Asterix?
Oh, of course I love you, Obelix, do not cry, but if don't go on singing attracting the Roman in town!
I love you, Asterix, and when any Roman starts to touch a hair on your head,
I'll feed the mash potatoes in their lives, Aster.... Huh!
Oh dear, yet another patrol of Romans.
That's the rock and rolls of 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! Then so many gosh of the wine went to 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.
Yah! That mangy hound. Yah!
Legionaries!
You're the dregs of the Roman army! You're nothing but barbarians! You're a bunch of nothings!
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?
Huh?
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 in this town and there is no sign of the barrel!
Where could ypu hide it?
- I say, can you see what I can see? - Gaulix, what a stroke of good luck!
Yes, you are lucky. There isn't much wine around. Romans've confiscated it. Have a little taste?
- No, just wine. - Actually, 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 sold it. But actually I can't reveal his...
- Who is that fellow who sold 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.
Right now we have to go and get Obelix.
- I'd 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.
- Quiet! - 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, a prisoner of the Romans.
Uh, Uh! 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 won't say anything, not one word.
Shall I tell these Roman don't worry, they can not torture?
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'd better go and find Asterix, the sooner the better.
Anyhow, I need a little fresh air.
Look out! You are a little crazy, you forget the chains!
You attached to these chains?
Yoohoo! If you want this nice door to stay the way it is, open it up, because we are leaving.
I warmed you! Let's go, Gaulix.
- 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, But couldn't you have that couldn't won?
What, got away?! Now you listen, you go and 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!
Someday, it's 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 wanted? Just one.
- Decurion, can 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 tadpol.
It's been quite a good day.
That dog again, I'll get him!
Come over here nice little doggie 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 are crazy these Britons! - They are not Briton. They re 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's 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 too loose!
I say that you do remind me to put back that blasted 'I' as it would go.
I believe I should have a lovely cup of boiled water with a spot of milk, so good with our boiled meat.
XVI, we are wrong again!
- Well, this is it. - Well, as you say so.
Dogmatix!
Who are you, what right have 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. So where is the rest?
You're gonna talk!
Have you noticed how uncommonly noisy our neighbours are today, most unsual?
Oh quite, milk in your hot water?
You talk, you talk, you talk.
You know, I do hope he does talk, he's 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 Comilodinumtin. What is that?
Oh, quite simply, old chap! They are playing against Durovernum for the 5-time champion.
Five something what?
- No, do you restall Gaul? - No they haven't got the barrel yet. When they do...
We will all off to the game, Oh I say jolly exciting!
As civilians they won't recognise us. - The Decurion said dress like civilians.
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 are 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.
He's the druid umpire, he signals the kick-off and then they start the game.
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, he's out for the cup!
Stretcher!
Look that could be the right stuff.
Let's go, Hipihiphurras have a bit.
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 matter I bash on your head!
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 clothes, 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 think 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 option left, surrender. - We will never surrender
Go on, then... Cast the first stone
Good shot you hit the barrel.
Now I have 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.
- Go forward our forces to Artelus! - At once, General!
We attack that village tomorrow at dawn.
Uh! This time the Roman win, I guess.
I sure want to bash a good Roman or two.
I say, all of this is just a bit unfortunate for my village isn't it, 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.
It just doesn't seem fair, to get so close, after all we've been through...
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 moment now, and still no word...
from Anticlimax, it's getting serious. No hope, we're lost!
- Oh I see, shhhh. - Dogmatix you be quiet now, shh
Halt, who goes there?
- We'll die sword in hand, with a smile. - You're dam right!
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 straight away. Have you got the potion?
- Uh! ... Uh! Right here, I will make it up!
Oh, splendid, good show! I shall go and assemble the men.
- As a matter of fact, how can we have it? - You could 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'm a good boy fetching and carrying, get this, get that...
Legionaries!
Attention, our enemies have lost their secret weapon, a 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.
I can honestly say it's delicious.
Now we just 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've drunk 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 Asterix 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 much thin of slices 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!
And if you do not attack us then we will attack you!
- Obelix they are only guests here. - I know, then guests first!
- Here I'm 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.
Uh! You are a disgrace, made me look like a fool.
Thanks to you, my friends! But you, Asterix and your magical potion we beat them at their own game.
Well, you know it wasn't exactly genuine magic potion.
I rather thought so, yes. But all my warriors felt strong as Gods and that is courage.
Send me some more of those little herbs and I will declare it our national beverage.
I say, Asterix, don't go yet! we'll hold a feast at your honour, prepare all our specialities...
Right, with mint sauce and we'll have mounds of beer all heated till it is just right.
No, let's go home.
Thank you, we would like to stay with the seats; only he's too hungry. Come over and see us.
Obelix wait for me.
I say that's what I call a Gaul, early natural Gauls, they are Gauls.
Hey, there are Gau-... Gau-.... Anyway they are coming so fast, we won't see them.
- They are Gauls, Gaul! - 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.
- Oh! So you gave them something hot? - Yes I did, that Phoenician herbs.
I've still got some, Druid Getafix, have you ever this?
Oh yes, it's called tea. It'll never catch on, these English, 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 the real in, surf it! ♪ I'm going to hide.
♪ But it's now on you, lets start something new, ♪ or maybe someone starting the wheel...