"Greetings, Stuck-in-the-stix." "Greetings, Asterix, Obelix..." "Going hunting?" "That we are!" "We'll be having wild boar for dinner!" "Sure will." "Hah!" "Ooh!" "Now what?" "Have you lost all your wits, Obelix?" "Having a good time pushing over trees while I'm up cutting mistletoe!" "One thing he hates is having his trees knocked down, you know better." "Ah?" "Tree.. .what tree?" "That tree!" "Hm?" "Oh, that tree right there!" "Well, I always said the forest is a big mess." "Trees all over the place!" "Ohhh!" "Come on, Ob!" "Hey, the wild boars went that-a-way!" "What-a-way?" "Ah, wild boars..." "Oh I almost forgot about the wild hoars." "Ahhhh..." "Shh!" " Look..." "Here comes our dinner!" "Gifts frail the far off land of Egypt for mighty Caesar!" "Gifts from the lofty peaks of Helvetia for mighty Caesar!" "Very well." "Mighty Caesar!" "Immortal Emperor!" "Don't worry, you'll have a great show to celebrate your triumph!" "Look at all you got!" "They are form the entire empire!" "Gifts for mighty Caesar from the four corners of the far-flung empire!" "Gifts from around the known world!" "Here's how we start your big show with hundreds of slaves, all of them bowing to the glorious Caesar!" "Caius Flabius..." "IJh, Caesar?" "I want a show that's magnificent.. .something worthy of my great success!" "In other words: the greatest show on earth...for our Caesar!" "I have put you in charge of the entire proceedings... and should you succeed, I'll see that you're the richest man in all of Rome." "But, on the other hand, if you fail...you will be the main attraction!" "I'll throw you to the lions!" "Your fate is in your own hands, Caius Flabius..." "Lots of luck!" "Thanks, great Caesar, what an honor!" "Didn't you tell me that we've received presents from all our provinces?" "Yes, Caesar...thousands of them, millions!" "And you say all our provinces?" "All our provinces!" "From everywhere?" "Yes, Caesar.. .yes, every., .every.. .everywhere!" ".. .Nearly..." "Everything quiet, sentry?" "Are the natives restless?" "All quiet, centurion, no camotion." "That's how I like it...quiet." "Now's our chance: we make a surprise attack on these Gauls and crush 'em!" "I'll call my men." "Hey, wait a minute!" "You new around here?" "I just arrived in the last cohort." "You don't attack these horrible Gauls!" "You don't do it!" "It's too dangerous, you dummy!" "You don't?" "Look...of all the lands conquered by our glorious Caesar, Gaul is the most troublesome...and of all the villages in Gaul, that one is the most terrifying!" "Never set foot in that village!" "They're blood-thirsty savages, nameless monsters, horrible brutes with no human feelings; they're wild animals!" "You have been warned." "I call that a pretty fair hunt, Obelix." "Yeah, we had a...a...er,..um..." "Oh..." "You bringing those boars?" "Yeah, sure...ah?" "Well," "Ohhhhh..." "That's what i call a good dinner." "Right?" "Obelix?" "Eh?" "What's wrong?" "Ah...you're not well." "Pom pom pom. .." "I put in a drop too much!" "Oh, great druid Getafix!" "..." "Eh?" "Oh, goodness!" "I'm worried." "Obelix must be sick: there's a roast boar in front of him and he's not hungry." "Did he eat anything else first?" "Just two boars." "Ah, with Obelix, that's nothing." "I'd better take a look." "Good day, great druid Getafix." "Good day to you, Panacea." "Hello." "Hey, who is that?" "She's uh. ..oh, look, there he is...could say he turned the tables." "Eh?" "Soar was his food; now, food "boars" him!" "Obelix!" "What are you doing?" "I'm delivering a menhir." "But you haven't got a menhir!" "Eh?" "No menhir?" "No." "Say..." "Panacea!" "Come here, child!" "This is Panacea, the Chief's niece." "She's just returned from her studies in Lutecia." "You remember Asterix?" "It's nice to see you again, little lady." "I didn't recognize you." "You were just a little girl when you left, a regular Tom-boy!" "With pig-tails like Obelix here." "You remember Obelix?" "Well, hello..." "Oh, of course: the one who fell into the magic potion when a baby..." "Hello, Obelix." "(babbles)Uh...1.. .uh hm..." "So nice to see you again. 'Bye for now!" "I'm..." "I'm..." "I'm..." "I'm glad to see you again, Panacea." "Laugh..." "And what are you two cackling at?" "Obelix, my old pal...you're in love, kid!" "I am?" "Whether Dogmatix likes it or not!" "I'm afraid you're a bad case." "I have no magic potion for curing that!" "Just between us, you really go for Panacea..." "I, uh..." "Why. don't you go and see her, then?" "What's stopping you?" "Oh, I can't do that... (Snores)... 'iteming, Obelix." "Sleep alright?" "Uh uh..." "Have you still got Panacea on the brain?" "She's a pretty one, nobody can argue with that." "Yeah, sure is pretty...and very nice, too!" "You ought to go and visit her, take her a little gift." "That's a good idea!" "Oh no, Obelix, no!" "What's the matter?" "You're not giving her that?" "It's my very best menhir." "That's no present for a pretty girl." "No?" "No." "You take her flowers." "Flowers!" "Hey, that's a good idea!" "And watch out: don't go bumping into any trees!" "Dummy, dumny!" "They'll find out who's the dummy!" "My trouble is, I'm..." "I'm always so shy and retiring." "Give up, you Gaul!" "You're my prisoner!" "Aahhh!" "Well, you wouldn't listen...you dunro dummy!" "She loves me...she loves me not..." "She loves me...she loves me not..." "She loves me...she loves me not..." "No, no, no, no...you!" "I just can't do it, no way!" "All right..." "Panacea!" "Shh!" "She might hear you..." "Panacea, ray old pail here brought you a present." "Bow lovely!" "..." "My favorite flowers!" "Oh, at last!" "Panacea!" "At last, Panacea!" "I've waited so long." "Oh, Panacea, we're together again." "Oh, oh..." "Now, I won't let you go away...ever!" "I promise I'll never go away again." "Never?" "No, never!" "Well, you two love-birds.. .Dicin't hear a word I said!" "Good to see young Tragicomix back again." "Those two'11 be getting married soon." "Sobbing..." "What's wrong with you, Obelix?" "I'm afraid he's in love." "With Panacea?" "ily poor Obelix, you haven't a chance with her!" "Drop the whole thing." "Ah!" "I wasn't talking to you, louts!" "Sentry!" "That Gaul there...is it the big bone crusher?" "No, Decurion." "The little wild one?" "No, Decurion." "Then this is my chance." "It could be his last chance!" "Buzz off!" "Attack!" "Attack!" "Attack!" "Attack!" "Ahhhh..." "Stand aside!" "I'll get you, you Gaul!" "You'll get this!" "ROMAN 1That's it!" "Now we got him!" "Calm him down!" "Eh.. .what is it?" "What's he got there?" "It's Panacea's ribbon" "Something wrong here." "We better go after 'em!" "Pom pom pom.. .Ooohhh!" "Druid Getafix, I think the Romans are up to their old trix again!" "That Oltrix, again!" "That fellow's a menace!" "I shall prepare the magic potion, just in case!" "A Gaul and a girl!" "So you wanted to create a good impression," "Decurion?" "Well, soldier, you succeeded!" "I thought I'd impress you." "You're someone I'll never forget." "I can promise you, you will go a long way." "Yeah?" "To the farthest outposts of the foreign legion!" "Not all the way to Condatum?" "That's right:" "To Condatum, and take your two prisoners." "You don't want 'em?" "I wouldn't take 'em on a bet!" "If I keep 'em, the Gauls will level this place to get 'em back." "If I free them, they'll level us in revenge." "By Jupiter, I've got to get rid of them." "And you, too!" "Oh, there's something missing." "Great druid, Getafix.. .look!" "Romans got Panacea!" "Here we go again!" "Go on, assemble the men!" "..." "Just right..." "Come and get it!" "Bla, Bla, Bla..." "You notice?" "Today, I'm not going to ask for any magic potion, no, no...because I already know if I ask for some of this here magic potion... once again you'll tell me that one day I fell smack right into the pot" "when I was a baby." "I don't care ... you go right ahead..." "Mh mh mhhhhh..." "Gauls!" "Onward, to the rescue!" "No jostling in the ranks, men!" "Stop pushing!" "I get to be in front!" "Get out of my way!" "I'll teach those Romans to roam around Gaul!" "Gau..." "Gau..." "Gauls attacking!" "Hm?" "Oh!" "Let me up front!" "I want to be sure to get my Romans!" "Don't worry, there're plenty of Romans to go around!" "Form cohorts in triple file!" "In triple file!" "Cohorts!" "Legionaries.. .present pilum!" "Present pilum...present!" "And you, Gauls.. .present our respects!" "Hold still, you're "romin" all over the place!" "Hah!" "Eeny, meeny, miney, mo." "Miney, meeny, mo!" "Obelix, may I have the honor?" "Sure, how's this?" "Fine." "Ahahahahahaha...." "Veni, vidi, "ve" lost!" "Oh Gaul, I am ready to face a death merited by defeat!" "A Roman knows how to die." "This noble sword, take it!" "And sever my chain of days." "Are you crazy or what?" "What I ought to do is box your ears!" "For the last time, where're the prisoners?" "On the road to the farthest outpost of the Foreign Legion." "Obelix, we're going!" "Yeah, I'm coming." "To the furthest outpost of the Foreign Legion." "Am I dismissed?" "Yeah, you're dismissed." "Friends, Gauls, countrymen.. .Our whole village has complete trust in you." "We are all well aware of your sterling merits," "GETAFIX Here." "This is your supply of magic potion, Asterix." "Be careful VITALSTATISTIX of your unflagging dedication to duty, of your constant courage..." "GETAFIX with it:" "You may need it on your long journey." "VITALSTATISTIX and much, much more." "You have proven your bold tenacity in the face of adversity..." "GETAFIX Ah yes, who knows what adventures may be waiting for you!" "VITALSTATISTIX You have proven your bold tenacity in the face of adversity..." "That's your actual latin..." "The die is cast." "We have to locate the Roman Legion headquarters." "We'll ask the first Roman soldier we run into." "Dogmatix!" "One, two!" "One, two!" "One, two!" "One, two!" "Let's stop that patrol and ask them." "Sure thing." "Hey, Obelix, I didn't mean..." "Oh, too late!" "All you had to do was stop them..." "Well...they aren't moving." "Sometines you have to be polite, Obelix." "Sir, would you be so kind as to tell us where we can find your headquarters?" "That would be third via on the left." "Thank you, kind sir." "There, you see?" "It pays to be polite now and then." "Wait right here." "No Gauls are allowed!" "Unless you want to join." "Then you get in line." "Just a minute;" "I just want some information." "Like I said, get in line!" "I'm in a hurry." "Then get on your way!" "That's better." "I don't see how Asterix' way of being polite is any different from mine!" "Information office, if you please." "I don't know." "Ask information for that information!" "Oh, this is it!" "Funny, nobody ever wants information?" "Hey, that's right..." "Break the door down!" "If you say so..." "Anyone here?" "Ah, there you are!" "I want some information." "I'm looking for legionary Tragicomix." "You made him join." "That information is top secret." "I can't tell you anything about him." "Why not?" "Because it doesn't concern a puney little Gaulnik like you!" "For the last time, are you going to tell me where Tragicomix is?" "Give him. ..give him a copy of the marching orders..." "Quickly!" "Marching orders, sir." "Thanks very much; that's all I wanted." "It pays to be polite!" "Obelix!" "Obelix!" "I'm coming!" "Ooops..." "hold it, there!" "Get in line, Tubby, like the rest!" "Hey, Asterix...the Roman that you were so extra-polite to just now, is being real polite to me." "Do you think I can be extra-special polite with him?" "Sure you can!" "Now just raise your head a tiny bit..." "I'll show you how nice and polite I can be." "Tragicomix and Panacea're off to Africa." "Our only chance to get there is to join up in the Roman Legion, and fast." "See what it says." "Roman..." "Latin..." "It's all Greek to me!" "(Reactions)..." "Usagain!" "Now then, here we are all together, young volunteers, just itching to get into battle." "Welcome!" "I'm your humble instructor, Dubious Status, your good pal." "What a splendid idea to come and join all us Romans!" "Now, if you'll come this way, gentlemen!" "Right in here.. ." "That's right." "Now, give your names to Hackus Scribbilus, who'll chisel you into the record; that right?" "'What'd he say?" "Doesn't matter; we're in a hurry." "Go on, tell the scribe what you're called." "Selectiveunemploymenttax." "I'm from Londinium." "Who's next?" "I'm..." "Iberian:" "Pedrus Gonzales." "How is that chiseled?" "Just put "ole"." "We'll be here all day!" "Last but not least, we got two Gauls!" "Asterix and Obelix." "Now swing your hammer, we're wasting time!" "For buenas paella, you must put muchas fish or a big chicken that you boil until it won't run away." "Ole!" "Guess we're in the array now..." "Quiet!" "No jokes!" "You're in the army now!" "That's just what I said!" "Fall in, and on the double!" "Now I make you soldiers!" "You want I should be polite to this soldier?" "Not yet, hold on!" "Quiet!" "What'd he say?" "What'd he say?" "What'd he say?" "What'd he say?" "I think that man wants to know what you said." "I said.. .Quiet!" "What'd he say?" "Q.U.I.E.T.!" "Quiet!" "Now, let's all calm down." "Where was I?" "I got all mixed up!" "First, he asked what I said..." "I maybe ask one question?" "What?" "The cash." "How much a legionary gets a day?" "One sesterce." "Ach, unmoglich!" "Not possible." "Two!" "No, one!" "Two." "One." "Two." "One." "Two." "One." "Two!" "One!" "Uno, dos, tres.. .Viva, viva, viva Espana!" "Ole!" "Hey, Roman, how long does this go on?" "What about our training?" "Eh?" "What was that?" "Soup call!" "Soup!" "Soup!" "Zoppa!" "Suppe!" "Soup!" "Good idea." "I was starting to feel empty inside." "Well, now that I think of it, I'm feeling empty, too." "Well..." "Decurion Dubious Status, is this how you snap recruits into shape?" "Ahhh hohhhh.. .Obhhahhhh..." "What's the decurion blubbering about?" "The soup that bad?" "Know what?" "I think he's in love." "Yup!" "In love." "Let's eat!" "Let's eat!" "Let's eat!" "Hey, Asterix.. .They going to give us roast boar?" "The stronger the army, the worse the food is!" "They do it on purpose: keeps the troops in a fighting mood." "The Roman army's got to be the strongest in the whole world." "Hey, just for the record: what d'you put in it?" "It's the mess of the legionary:" "Oatmeal, old cheese rind and fat...all cooked together to save time." "This vtfiat we always get?" "No!" "On Sundays, you get double portions." "You can't eat this mess." "It's disgusting!" "It's awful..." "Splendid!" "Marvellous!" "Wonderful!" "Hey, you the one who does the cooking around here?" "Yes, why?" ""Why"?" "It's garbage!" "Well, if you two fussy eaters would like to order your favorite dish..." "Sure would!" "Wild boar's what I would like." "I see your palate is refined." "You have got the most delicate taste." "There you are!" "I can see you understand us, cooky." "Get out of my kitchen!" ".. .Or" "I'll throw you two into the stewpot!" "Hey, Asterix.. .you think maybe I can be polite to him?" "Old pal, it seems to me you haven't any choice." "Now just try not to move your head." "Ouah ohhhh..." "Now listen, cooky...any time we don't like the grub we get to eat, we'll come back and see you." "Soupus Sloppius!" "Are they gone?" "Yeah, right." "Quick!" "Go get some wild boars, and partridges, and salmon, and thick dairy cream like they have in Gaul." "I'll do it!" "Before you leave, turn the pot down to simmer." "You are being assigned to First Legion, third cohort, second manipulus, first centurae." "You say all that when you report to your superiors!" "(snores)..." "You, the little squirt, well, report!" "Asterix from Gaul." "And I'm Obelix." "What's your name?" "Decurion Dubious Status, first legion, third cohort..." "Ah grrr!" "You two, get in ranks!" "Quiet!" "Now...training with the pilum!" "You try and hit that target over there," "I'm doing my best." "It takes time to roast wild boar!" "Now I'll teach you how to use the gladius." "Because you're new, these weapons here are made of wood." "Right." "Let's go!" "Defend yourself!" "Why, it's only a wooden sword!" "Do what he says; we can't waste a lot of time on this nonsense." "Defend yourself." "As you say!" "A decurion, I don't need in my soup!" "It destroys the subtle taste." "Legionaries.. .Now your training is over." "We'll be leaving tomorrow morning for Massilia where our ship is waiting to take us to Africa." "And it's about time!" "Remember it is regimentationed discipline." "That is the splendor of the Roman army." "You are soldiers in that array...and soon all of you will go into battle as Romans!" "I must pack my baggage." "I hope they don't leave the cook behind." "As Romans?" "Yes, Romans!" ""What'd he say"?" "Ahahahaha..." "I must pack my maletta..." "All right, fall out, go to sleep." "We start marching at five in the morning." "Bunch of bumkin barbarians!" "Not so funny now, is it?" "One, two, one, two!" "Forward for the glory of Rome!" "You'll see how many of you can keep up with me!" "Me, decurion Dubious Status!" "You've got a long road ahead of you." "By the druids' beard..." "Look at those stragglers!" "A little potion, I'll carry the whole cohort." "Tonight, we're camping here." "Halt!" "At this rate, we'll make Massilia in four days." "Then, it's the boat to Africa." "Is it going to be easy to find 'em?" "Sure it will!" "..." "And now we see Massilia, a sleepy fishing village." "No more!" "That's it, I don't want to walk any more." "I want to go home to Rome..." "Toss in your stuff and take rowing positions two by two." "Can we sit together?" "We're in a big rush." "Ready on the bridge?" "Cast off!" "It's me says: "Cast off"!" "Ouch!" "So long, it's been a pleasure!" "GUARDCenturion Garrulus Rumpus!" "Greetings, Centurion Garrulus Rumpus...your servant!" "Get to work, you Gaul!" "Waitress ..." "I'm thirsty!" "Hey, one more beer, on the way!" "Ah oh..." "Is it the wind that damaged the barricade?" "Correct." "When the wind blows here, nothing can resist it." "And the wind isn't all that's irresistible here" "No!" "Not bad at all your new little waitress." "Yes, she's our "Gaul girl"!" "A girl from Gaul..." "Ail, Lutece!" "tatatata!" "Maybe she'd like to have a little chat.. .brash up on her Latin...." "Ah ahh oh oh..." "Take your hands off me!" "Help!" "Let me go!" "Let me go!" "You big brutus!" "Get away!" "Take that!" "Panacea, over here!" "Stop them!" "Guards!" "Hold it!" "Hold it!" "Where they're headed, there's only sand and sun..." "The desert is their doom." "Oooohhhh..." "Here are the new reserves. .." "Here we are..." "Here we are!" "Dubious Status..." "You have done very well." "Now, post the reserves on the barricades." "Have to reinforce them, the wind is rising!" "Up!" "Up!" "My helmet!" "Hey, look8 This is the place." "It's full of Romans." "Don't hit 'em, Obelix." "For now, they're friends." "The Romans're our friends?" "That's right; for now "we like Romans"." "And so, now, we are friends of our enemies.. .You mind explaining that?" "No time to explain it." "Let's give 'em a hand." "And now, nobody..." "I mean nobody can get out!" "I'd say those others out in the desert are just about done for." ""Others"..." "What others?" "A man and a girl, Gauls both of them. ..alone out in the desert." "Tragicomix and Panacea..." "Are you acquainted?" "You bet!" "No need to stay here now." "Deserters!" "Guards!" "Guards!" "Are we still friends?" "No." "Now we're enemies." "Aren't we Romans?" "That's all over now; forget it." "Come on now, open it!" "Wasn't much point in closing it if you ask me." "Not many caravans take this detour." "It's a very lucky thing for you that we came along." "We will take you all the way to the zee..." "Why have you tied us up?" "So you won't fall offf the zamel, that means camel." "Who are you?" "Merchants?" "Yes, merchants...you could say, slave merchants!" "You two will fetch a very good price with the Romans." "Collector's item: a matched pair!" "Slaves for sale!" "Come and see the best selection!" "All guaranteed; vikings fresh from the fiords, in perfect condition!" "Used slaves...rock bottom prices!" "All purpose slaves, total guarantee for six months, all reconditioned." "In good condition?" "Less than ten years on him." "Owned by an old lady." "Helped her with her knitting." "That's not what I want." "I need good solid macho muscles.. .for the Circus Maximus!" "Hassan Ben Washed, I thought you sold African merchandise?" "They are direct from Africa, Caius Flabius, but originally from far off Gaul." "Ah..." "The girl is of no interest, but the guy!" "He's got a build on him!" "Let's hear it." "I sell you the whole set for three thousand." "Three thousand?" "Outrageous!" "Only, what merchandise you're getting!" "Their home is in outer" "Gaul." "Armorica..." "Armorica!" "Yes.. .Hassen, I'm wondering. .." "Isn't your stand here wider than is allowed?" "Hassan?" "Imagine what the Prefect of Rome would say?" "You'd be out of business." "With old friends, why should I argue?" "Two thousand." "Now, friend, we agree?" "Certainly, friend." "Naturally, you have the import license to go with them... should customs authorities want it?" "Oh brother!" "Let us say, one measly thousand and you can pay it in cash." "As for your slave-trader's license, brother, I trust that it's up to date" "Fifty.. .Caius" "Flabius?" "One other thing, what's the situation on your income tax?" "It will be a great honor if you will take them as a token of my undying gratitude and esteem, Oh noble Roman!" "No, I couldn't." "Well, if you insist:" "I don't want to disappoint you." "Let's go load the merchandise; go ahead." "Can always come to terms...just takes a little effort on both sides!" "Look over there!" "A caravan." "This desert is getting more crowded every day." "Where are you from?" "From Gaul." "Oh, you too!" "What d'you mean, us too?" "We just sold...uh, accompanied a couple from Gaul all the way to the zee..." "And would you take us?" "You bet your life!" "The only thing is... we're kind of out of cash." "It won't cost you anything." "Oh!" "No, no, no, your purchaser pays shipping charges." "Catch them!" "Go on!" "Asterix, are these our friends?" "No, wouldn't say that." "Good." "Ooooh!" "Asterix, where do we go now that we're not Romans anymore?" "To Rome." "To Rome?" "Yup...that has to be where Tragicomix and Panacea were sold as slaves." "Well, Caius Flabius.. .how's my triumph progressing?" "The Coliseum will be ready, Caesar." "And the big show?" "Ah, what a show!" "We release ten thousand doves just as you're about to begin the charriot races, where the mightiest drivers will thrill the crowd!" "Then comes the entrance of the gladiators..." "Oh, great Caesar...if you only knew!" "Men like you can't find anymore!" "Collossuses, strong as bears, wiley as foxes!" "And then...then, Caesar...parade before you the slaves that you conquered, representing every jewel in Caesar's crown." "No exceptions?" "No, none, Caesar!" "Even the indomitable Gauls.. .Guaranteed, authentic Gauls, will bow in hommage on the sand in the circus." "Never!" "Eh?" "That's no way to talk!" "Caesar, pay no attention!" "No; as the son of a noble Chief, I'm no one's slave!" "He is audacious, your young Gaul." "Will you shut up!" "No, Caius Flabius, he's quite right." "I shall see that he is treated in a way that's worthy of him." "Throw him into a cell... alone!" "No!" "We're not going to be separated!" "A. ..a girl dared to say that?" "Oh, excuse her, Caesar." "I would rather die!" "Die?" "If that is what you'd like, nothing could be simpler!" "Imprison her and the man in the Coliseum." "They get thrown to the lions!" "Amazing what big appetites they have, my big cats!" "Hey. ..is this it?" "Rome?" "Yup, this is it!" "We made it." "Where we going to eat?" "First, we have to find the slave merchant." "Hassan Ben Washed, ' you the one who sells slaves from Africa?" "Yes, one or two" "Then, viio'd you sell that pair of Gauls to?" "You want information?" "That costs a lot!" "Obelix..." "Oh, only five hundred.. .Alright, one hundred.. .oopi" "No charge this time." "Wouldn't you like one more?" "No!" "His name's Caius Flabius, a large, plump, little guy; and you can't miss him: he always wears red." "His toga is white." "He's usually at the baths." "Much obliged to you, Hassan Ben Washed...it was a pleasure!" "Like the fella said, you can always come to terms, just takes a little effort!" "Noble citizens!" "If you'd like to undress..." "Is he a friend?" "Yes, he is, Obelix; do what he wants." "We haven't got much on..." "I hope we don't catch cold." "Not this way, you little squirt!" "How come you talk to him like that?" "Did anybody ask you, Fatso?" "Asterix, I don't suppose he's a friend?" "No, afraid he's not." "Good." "Anyway, there're no white togas around as far as I can see." "No point in staying here." "Magnificent!" "That fella'd be a perfect candidate for the gladiator school." "Who's that?" "Wait a second..." "I want to cool off." "Watch this, Asterix..." "I'm going to dive!" "I want that man!" "He mustn't get away!" "There's no more water in it..." "By the druid's beard, you're slowing us up!" "Alright, alright, alright...always in a hurry!" "Get me those two guys." "The puney one?" "I also want him." "He's the giant's trainer." "Come here, little doggie!" "And how's my little Dogmatix today?" "We have to locate that Caius Flabius." "It's our only chance to find them." "Come on, let's go!" "And was he good, my doggie, hm?" "Now don't you worry, poppa won't be long!" "Get a move on, Obelix!" "We've wasted enough time in this place." "Mister Asterix..." "I got the right to talk to little Dogmatix if I want to!" "Mister Obelix, we've wasted enough time!" "To begin with, stop shouting; you're scaring little Dogmatix." "Why don't you calm down?" "I am calm!" "So am I...very calm!" "D'you know a Caius Flabius?" "Sure..." "You bet!" "He runs a school for gladiators and he'll be glad to see you." "Grab him!" "Oh oh, my magic potion!" "Asterix is always shouting at me, I don't know why." "Come on, Dogmatix..." "Ahhhhh hhhh..." "Trouble is, it doesn't always work so good!" "I wonder where Asterix went, anyway.. .All of a sudden, I feel kind of tired..." "Ahhhh oh!" "Asterix!" "..." "There's nobody there no more?" "No." "Closed up now." "Asterix!" "Asterix!" "Asterix!" "Where are you?" "Hey, wait!" "What?" "Look, it's the other Gaul." "We'll grab the guy." "You take the lead." "Where'11 you go?" "Protect our rear." "Where is Asterix?" "Asterix!" "Asterix!" "Dogmatix!" "Hey, wait..." "Where you going?" "Come back here..." "Obelix!" "Asterix!" "Asterix!" "Asterix!" "Obelix!" "Obelix!" "Oooobelix!" "Asterix!" "Asterix!" "Obelix!" "Obe..." "Obelix..." "Oooobelix!" "It's me, ah!" "Obelix..." "Asterix.. .Aste..." "Oh boy, oh boy!" "Obelix.. .Lucky that you got here when you did." "The worst is..." "I lost the magic potion..." "And I've lost Dogmatix." "He's gone!" "What's that?" "The sing in the Coliseum?" "She's a prisoner out of Gaul..." "Sings the same song every night." "She's a Gaul, you say?" "Yeah." "And on Caesar's triumphal day, they'll toss her to the lions." "Me, without my magic potion!" "What'd you say?" "Uh, the circus, a crazy notion, uh, a lot of commotion." "Yeah, guards all over the place." "The only ones they let inside are those condemned to death, the lions and the gladiators." "On that day, you'll see us in the show!" "We're going to be gladiators." "You're upholding the reputation of Gaius Flavius." "I need muscle men, not prima donnas!" "Right." "Action!" "Hit him hard!" "Harder!" "You're too slow!" "You're just dancing around!" "Keep the sword straight out!" "The sword straight out!" "It's not a bunch of flowers!" "You're supposed to be gladiators, not vestal virgins!" "You're all a bunch of losers!" "No talent, none of you!" "That big Gaul's what I need." "He's something!" "With that guy, I got a real gladiator for Caesar." "Oh, you're all nincompoopuses!" "I don't care how you get them; just get them!" "Use all the men we got!" "I want those two here today, you understand?" "Get them right now!" "Go on!" "You, too!" "You get on my nerves flipping that coin!" "Hhhhh..." "Are you Caius Flabius?" "Who are..." "Well, I uh..." "Yes...no..." "You're Caius Flabius?" "Why yes, no...that is, not exactly; in a way, you might say I was..." "We want to join up as gladiators." "Gladiators?" "You want to be gladiators?" "In that case, meet" "Caius Flabius." "Of course, it's not so easy to be a gladiator..." "However, I might be of assistance." "Make it quick, we're in a hurry." "Harder, you cream puffs!" "Much harder!" "Dubious Status..." "I got two candidates here." "Take a look!" "So you want to be gladiators!" "..." "I'll put you into the hands of a trainer." "He's the most ferocious trainer I ever had." "Where are the two shrinking violets?" "Ooh!" "No!" "have pity!" "Have pity!" "Not these Gauls!" "I don't want to die!" "Oh, my goodness, no...you can't make me!" "I won't!" "I won't, no matter what!" "We want to learn to be gladiators." "Come on, show us how." "Gladiators, we got two newcomers." "Boys, you teach 'em how it's done; a good lesson!" "End of the line..." "This is where I get offi," "What about your pension?" "What, my pension..." "Send it to my mother" "Caesar, Caesar, Caesar!" "..." "Caesar, it's our triumph!" "I mean, yours, great Caesar!" "You got the biggest show in Rome..." "And with all modesty, I'll take the credit." "Hope you like it." "I trust it'll all go well, Caius, or I'll see that you're the star attraction." "Let the games begin!" "Ahem..." "Let the games begin!" "From the far-flung provinces of the" "Empire..." "Britons, Goths, Egyptians, Iberians... slaves from every conquered land, pay hommage to Great Caesar in the sands of the arena!" "From the wilds of the hinterland, draped in the rough skins of beasts..." "The Greatest Show on Earth!" "All roads lead to Rome, and today Rome is "On the Road"" "Omnibus, go get me a little drop of vino, the throat's a little dry." "The main attraction: all the way from Gaul, the last of the barbarians who dared defy mighty Caesar, our Emperor!" "As a grand finale, they will be thrown to the lions!" "The Emperor, in his magnanimity, will allow the slaves to defend themselves with their bare hands!" "You are much too good, Caesar." "I know, Caius... tender-hearted Caesar, generous to a fault." "And now, the moment you've all been waiting for; here it is... the charriot race!" "Immortal Caesar's gift to his friends, Romans and countrymen!" "The Gaul who's supposed to drive it, where is he?" "Mecanix?" "Don't know." "He's late." "But how can we start the race?" "That's no problem." "That's what you think!" "All you need is a Gaul to drive the charriot!" "Glory or death!" "The Circus Maximus!" "Now, I'll do the driving and you scatter the competition." "Eh, two men to drive a four-horse chariot!" "What other lunacy have you in store?" "What a race!" "Hayah!" "Go on!" "Ahahahahah..." "Ahahahahah..." "Ahahaha..." "Yah!" "Yah!" "Ahahahah..." "Ahhhh..." "Let's go, let's go!" "This is the last one!" "It's the end!" "By mercury, those guys come any closer they'll feel my whip!" "That one up there, he won't let us pass him!" "Hey, let go, you idiot!" "Anything you say!" "Oh!" "Ave Caesar!" "Caius, what is this?" "Get back there, imbecile!" "Get down in the arena where you belong." "I warned you, Caius..." "You, too, belong in the arena!" "No, no..." "Winner of the great charriot race:" "Asterix, the Gaul!" "And now, the stars of this gala for Caesar, the finest bevvy of gladiators ever to play Rome!" "Gladiators prepared at Caius Flabius School of Gladiatorial and Martial arts, prices on request..." "To honor the triumph of great Caesar..." "This is your Circus Maximus!" "I got a hunch, Mighty Caesar, you're going to like this..." "There's two of them that are really extraordinary!" "Ave Caesar.. .Those who are about to die, salute you!" "Hiya, Julie!" "How you doing?" "Ooh!" "They have a lot of Gall..." "It's only natural, but once in combat, then oh boy!" "They're bone-crushers, and that's what you want for the hoy paloy!" "Hey, Asterix.. .this guy here: is he our friend?" "No, he's not, Obelix." "I don't get it." "I mean, in Gaul, they were all our enemies, but in Africa, we're all friends." "Maybe Julie can explain;" "I can't figure it out." "Oh Caesar, now we're letting the lions out!" "Everything is going to end up just fine!" "Where's my vino?" "I'd like to know wheie it is!" "Omnibus!" "I'm for an amphora.. .Vina, in Veritas!" "My throat is as dry as the Sahara at noon!" "When do I get it!" "Now..." "And now...all you lucky Romans...the moment has come: the sacrifice to Jupiter!" "The big cats are very hungry, Caesar.. .Since they were captured, all they got to eat was one yogurt a day and a piece of toast!" "Obelix, Asterix!" "The magic potion!" "We're saved!" "The magic potion?" "no magic potion!" "You better be in good condition." "You know me...unless my little doggie's with me..." "Here they come...the strongest, the fiercest, the cruelest, the most terrifying, the most dreaded, the most frightening animals that prowl the earth!" "The King of Beasts!" "Dogmatix, ray little doggie!" "My magic potion!" "My little Dogmatix!" "Ahhh ahhhh..." "Tragicomix.. .here!" "Lions, lions, lions, ah, mine!" "You were quite right, Caius...the program was exceptional." "No one ever saw that in Rome." "Caesar, be kind...won't you release these two courageous warriors?" "Noble Caesar's generosity is infinite..." "Yes, well, nearly!" "Oh no!" "No!" "No!" "Gauls, you are free!" "Hold it down...the triumph of Caesar was in fact our triumph..." "A triumph for all of Gaul, divided into three parts!" "I address my remarks to the Emperor..." "Oh, Obelix!" "You should have seen them!" "They were magnificent!" "Oh, wasn't nothing..." "All by himself, Obelix destroyed half the Coliseum..." "It was only a kind of second rate Coliseum, anyway." "Our strength, our valor, our recklessness, our wisdom, and and not least, Oh Caesar..." "I want to thank you for what you did...." "Oh...oh oh..." "It must be said.. .Oohhhh.. .Also our natural elegance!"