I want women, but there's nothing but cows here!
We're about to arrive in a charming place
where things won't seem so black and white.
What do you mean by that?
What?! What is that place?
Isn't it amazing? It's Technicolor Town of Pompeii.
The Little Girl From the Technicolor Town
And Mr. Drambuie makes another killing on the auction block
as he takes this new item home!
Another killing?!
Hey, how can a scruffy bird like you command such a high amount?
I'm much more handsome than you.
How rude!
A girl?!
Hey, if you're here to steal something, can you steal this girl next, please?
Which girl?
Why don't we start the auction at ten thousand gold coins?
13,000!
15,000! 13,000!
15,000! 17,000!
19,000!
21,000!
25,000! No, 28,000!
40,000...
What the?!
Hey what do you guys think you're doing?!
Run!
Oh, no!
Hey cutie pie, hold on to my hand!
I can't...
Kir! Hold them back for me. This is only a painter's truck.
Another day and my hands are again stained with the color of blood.
What would you have me do, Sir?
She belongs to me. Find them quickly!
We'll be safe here.
Drambuie will never think to look for us in his own basement.
Is Drambuie the jerk that won that last auction?
Yes, he is in charge of Pompeii, this modern art town.
His real job is a paint manufacturer,
but he's also a famous art collector.
So why in the world was this girl being auctioned off?
I mean, I realize her beauty surpasses any painting, but...
It is my father's fault.
Hey cutie pie, if it wasn't for me, you would have been done for!
Oh, Fino, I'm glad you're okay.
What do you mean, your father's fault?
Cutie pie, hurry up and show me some love!
I was made to be both human and a work of art.
You haven't found them yet?
No, Sir.
I want to be sure and have her in my collection.
She is the final masterpiece of Van Kuot, the heretic painter.
My father, Van Kuot, was a legendary painter,
famous for turning anything and everything into his canvas.
He painted on everything, paper, cloth, stones and even animals.
Soon, the whole world began to take interest in his work.
I, too, am one of my father's greatest pieces.
Your father turned you into an even more beautiful work of art!
I love it!
I am also one of Van Kuot's works of art.
Oh, really?
So you are Van Kuot's daughter?
You knew about her?
Those amazing colors are so beautiful.
He used every color of the rainbow, like on a tropical bird.
Its beauty is unsurpassed.
There is one piece that they say is his greatest work ever.
It is a vision that no one has ever seen.
That piece is supposedly unfinished
and still stashed away in his studio.
This says that it is called The Painter's Self.
The painting that utilizes every last color known to the world.
That's amazing. What a treasure!
I'm sure it is.
Hey, you work on stealing that
while I work on stealing Fino's heart.
My father abandoned me!
He abandoned me and my mother to further his art.
He abandoned us.
In preparation for making history's greatest painting,
he left us all alone.
He knew where to find all the colors of the world.
Colors that, before then, had never been made into paint.
He left on a journey in search of ideal colors to be used for paint.
We waited, but he never returned.
We helplessly went on a journey of our own looking for him.
But during the trip...
Mommy, mommy! Mommy!
Why haven't you tried to destroy that painting?
Is someone back there?!
It's you! Hey, they're over here! It's Kuot's daughter!
Kir Royale!
You guys playing tag?
Games are good every once in a while, you know?
The key to his last masterpiece lives inside her memory.
They're over here!
Damn! Where could they have gone?!
Sorry about that.
That jerk Drambuie always has to be so harsh.
Ever since he took over Pompeii,
the black market has continued to grow and grow.
It's all just so he can buy more art.
It's all a waste if you ask me.
Oh yeah, that hits the spot!
Stay away from that fire, unless you want to be yakitori.
I don't think I could eat Kir even if he was double deep fried.
Shut up!
We used to laugh
sitting in front of the fire, mother and father too.
It was snowing everywhere.
Mommy, mommy...
What is it, Fino?
Mommy, mommy!
It'll be all right.
Please don't cry, Fino.
Fino...
Fino, aren't you cold?
Shall I warm you up a bit?
So cold!
So Kuot's studio was a little north of Pompeii?
I don't remember much more than walking far to the south.
I think I can find it then.
Do not allow them to escape.
I cannot allow any of Kuot's work to fall into anyone else's hands.
This house has ice all over it, doesn't it?
Oh, it's so cold!
It seems like this is the coldest place in the world.
It's too bad I don't see a chimney.
Let's hurry up and get inside.
Welcome home.
I feel like I'm walking into this house for the first time.
My mom used to like to raise birds.
She used to keep them all in this room.
But after my father went away she set them all free.
Were you the only one that stayed?
Not too much longer after that, we left too.
So this is where the masterpiece is supposed to be?
I don't even see one painting!
It's just dark and cold in here. If I remember correctly, then...
Trompe-I'oeil... I think we've found our painting.
Painting? That looks like a sculpture to me.
You'll see what I mean after I shine some light over here.
Look, the shadows aren't moving.
When paint is used to represent objects
that look like they belong in real space, it is called trompe-I'oeil.
That was one of my father's specialties.
Beyond this wall, is it a heaven full of treasures?
Or simply Hell frozen over?
Only the angels know for sure.
Stop touching me!
Who's touching you?
Sorry...
What was this, some kind of Polar Bear Club contest?
That's...
My...
My father!
What's he doing here? We thought he was on a journey.
You were right, he is on a journey.
This block of ice is a human hibernation unit.
It was originally made from a glacier.
I'm sure Kuot must have left on his journey.
He was searching for the color of truth.
But if he found his ideal paint color,
why would he come back here and put himself to sleep?
I'm freezing my beak off in here!
Fino? Where's Fino?
Hey you can't get lost in a maze at this temperature! You'll die!
Did we find them?
Isn't that her?
Is this the famous unknown masterpiece?
He turned this huge marble wall into a painting.
He used elements like the clouds and water
to make this design on the marble. Together they unite the painting,
fusing wonderful colors from the natural world
with his own unique pigments.
Life and death...
He tried to use all of the colors of the world
to paint all of the things of the world.
But there is no red in that painting.
Hey! No one asked you, trompe-face!
Kir!
Wake up for me, Professor Kuot. We need to talk
about this unknown masterpiece of yours.
Unknown masterpiece?
That's right. I know all about your failed search to find the true red.
That is why you went into hibernation, isn't it?
Perhaps, this is the pigment you were looking for.
This is the ultimate red paint that I have personally refined.
Kir...
Now you feel like waking up, don't you?
If this is truly red, this...
This kind of red is...
This is the red I have been searching for!
This is the true red. This is what red means.
This room is on fire! What are you doing?
Jing...
Things look bad, but my throat has never felt better.
Daddy!
Fino...
Daddy!
Fino...
Fino, your father has left on a new journey.
You will have to wait a little while longer before you meet again.
Daddy went on a journey.
That's what Jing said.
Those words have run through my head countless times since then.
They will never leave me.
I kept running, and I could finally see Pompeii.
Until now, I was never truly able to see Pompeii through the snow.
All around the city, they are in mourning.
The Technicolor Town has been stripped of its color.
But I will never destroy this painting.