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About two thousand years ago,
in the time of Cleopatra, Queen of Egypt,
the Egyptians talked like this...
I'm sorry.
This language was rather difficult to understand,
and so the film you are about to see has been dubbed into French.
However, owing to the fact that dubbing techniques
had not been perfected in this period,
you may notice that the movement of the lips does not always
synchronize exactly with the words being spoken.
And now, after this interesting and instructive prologue,
we are privileged to present
a great historic epic drama.
Asterix and Cleopatra (1968)
...insults from a barbarian chief.
Barbarian, yes, that's what I said.
Barbarians occupying my country because I let them,
let's face it, it might come useful one day.
And as for the Romans,
if I may be allowed to say so, and even if I mayn't. Oh, a little thing...
By Osiris! Who is the Queen of Queens?
As I was saying, the Romans are barbarians,
they've no idea how to build monuments.
Rome will end up a city full of ruins
and other barbarians will come to look at them for fun,
while our own monuments will last thousands of years.
That's what I call an ancient monument.
And as for you, Julius, you have the nerve
to tell me we can't build ancient monuments any more,
I simply have to laugh.
And Osiris knows I'm in no laughing mood
with you insulting me like this.
And anyone but you would have met my sacred crocodiles by this time.
People don't go insulting the Queen of Queens.
Not that you Romans bother about being polite.
You are too full of yourselves. But as for saying that we Egyptians,
who are descendants of the great Pharaos,
can't build things properly, it's disgraceful!
That's what it is, it's a shame!
Ridiculous! Absurd! Plain silly! There's nothing else to add!
Unless it's to say that your statement is infamous, oh, Caesar!
But you have to face the facts, oh, Queen.
Egypt is decadent.
My people have built the pyramids! The Tower of Pharos!
The temples, the obelisks.
A long time ago, my Cleopatra.
Enough!
I, Cleopatra, will prove my people aren't decadent.
In exactly three months
I'll have a magnificent palace built for you.
Here. In Alexandria.
Very well.
If you win your bet, I'll admit the Egyptian people are still powerful.
She's a nice girl, nice, but her nose is easily put out of joint.
It's a pretty nose, too.
-Edifis. -Yes, my Queen.
I have summoned you because you're the best architect in Alexandria.
Not that that's saying much.
Your buildings crumble.
They're the laughing stock of those who don't live in them.
Well, you see, actually what I like to build is pyramids.
Silence!
You have just three months to make good.
You are to build a magnificent palace, here, in Alexandria.
For Julius Caesar.
What? Three months?
I you succeed. I'll cover you with gold.
If not, I will have you thrown to the crocodiles. Go!
Three months.
I'd need someone who can work magic to help me do that.
A magician! Why, I've got it!
I know the very man!
I'm going to train him to carry menhirs.
In the meantime how about a boar?
Where do I find the druid Getafix?
Up that tree there, picking mistletoe.
Getafix!
What a pleasant surprise!
Meet my dear old friend Edifis.
He's an architect from Alexandria.
Well, I've been told to build a palace for Caesar within three months.
And if I don't, Cleopatra is throwing me to the crocodiles.
Are crocodiles good to eat, Asterix?
Be quiet!
And if you won't help me, I'll never get it done.
Now, you mustn't cry, Edifis.
I'm coming back to Egypt with you.
-Us, too, by Toutatis! -Us, too, by Toutatis!
By Osiris! Do you mean it?
We're off on a nice sea voyage, Dogmatix.
-You're not going to take him along. -And why not, Mr. Asterix?
Because he is far too small for such a long journey, Mr. Obelix.
So you go and pack.
Oh, sure. I'm just an extra. To fill in.
No one ever listens to me.
My friends, the best of luck to you.
And I hope the sky never falls on your heads.
I will now sing for you a little farewell tune.
Oh, no!
Philistines!
That was me barking. Woof, woof! Can't I even bark now?
All right, you idiot.
Let Dogmatix out of the bag.
Right, weight anchor now, Set his back up.
Hoist the mainsail!
In Egypt, we will have to contend with a lot of difficulties.
And there's always the danger of meeting pirates.
We'll look after pirates, won't we, Obelix?
Oh, sure.
Ship to starboard!
The pirates! The pirates!
Wait for us! We're coming!
Right then, me hearties, don't lose your nerve.
We'll board them, we'll cut their throats,
we'll have their guts, we'll butcher them,
we'll do 'em in, sink the lot of 'em.
Same old drill as usual, boys.
Wait till I give the word. Then board 'em.
Come on! Board 'em!
Did you say board us?
I'll be right with you.
Hope I didn't keep you waiting.
That's not fair!
Did you say board us?
The same drill as usual, boys.
Did you say board us?
Obelix, come on!
Come on! Let's go!
Right, Asterix, but there's still one pirate left up there.
No! No!
Did you say board us?
Same old drill as usual, boys.
And one fine night, after a long, calm voyage,
unbroken by further incident,
the ship approaches the end of its peaceful voyage.
What's that light there on the horizon?
That's the Tower of Pharos.
It guides the ships into the harbour.
We'll be in Alexandria tomorrow.
A tower for guiding ships in! They're crazy these Egyptians.
-Cleopatra's bath. -Queen Cleopatra's bath.
Queen Cleopatra's bath.
¶ Jars of perfumed asses's milk.
¶ Every bath-time luxury.
¶ Keep her skin as soft as silk.
¶ As we learn from history.
Queen Cleopatra's soap. Queen Cleopatra's soap.
¶ Cleopatra, lovely Queen,
¶ Sovereign lady, may we hope,
¶ in the cause of your royal hygiene, ¶ that you will accept this soap?
Queen Cleopatra's lion. Queen Cleopatra's lion.
¶ Cleopatra's lion's here, then!
¶ King of all the beasts is he,
¶ with the strength of twenty ¶ brave men,
¶ and as much sense... ¶ as a little flea!
Edifis begs for the honour of an audience.
Show him in.
Oh, my Queen, these are my friends from Gaul,
a powerful magician and two brave warriors.
who have come to help me in my task.
Well, get going!
You really don't have much time.
If you succeed, there will be gold for everyone.
If not, you'll all be thrown to the crocodiles!
And by the way, I warn you that your rival, Artifis,
isn't pleased that I chose you and not him to build the palace,
and he's jealous, and if you want to know what I think,
he'd love to see you wind up inside...
-A crocodile? -That's right.
Now, go!
She's bad tempered but what a pretty nose!
Yes, very pretty.
I'll take you to my place.
That's my work there.
I designed that one, too.
That's another one of mine.
That was one on mine, too.
-This is my house. -I might have guessed it.
This blasted door's jammed again.
-It's the dampness. -I'll just give you a little hand.
No! Obelix!
Don't scold him. The wood is still too dry.
Welcome to my house.
Come this way, please.
Coming, Obelix?
And this is where I work.
Master, the architect Artifis demands to see you.
My rival? Show him in.
I'll come straight to the point.
Let us build Caesar's palace together.
If we succeed,
then we divide the gold between us.
If not, you can be food for the crocodiles by yourself.
After all, there won't be any need to give them two when one will do nicely.
I refuse. You're a cruel two-faced schemer.
That's what you are! Now get out of my house!
You'll be sorry for this.
You wait. I'll see you later. In an alligator.
I'll take you to the building site.
Yes, do, Edifis,
It should be interesting to see the way you work.
Dogmatix!
-Are they slaves? -Oh, no! Those are all free workers.
They're crazy these Egyptians.
This is lunch hour.
-Come to see the plans for the palace. -Why aren't those two stopping?
They're getting in a little overtime.
Here are the plans. I designed them all by myself.
I recognize your style.
Good people!
Don't let that wretched architect, Edifis, exploit you.
You're beaten too much, and you're paid too little.
Stop work now!
Take action against such an exploiter!
Leave him to the lurch! Go on strike!
Go back home!
Master, the workers have just told me they refuse to do anymore work.
Someone's been stirring them up against me.
-But who? -Yes, who?
Artifis, your rival, of course.
All this worry makes me feel ill.
When the sacred crocodiles get me, I'll be uneatable.
You're eager to make them a good meal.
Of course! They're sacred crocodiles, after all.
They're crazy, these architects.
Let's see what's going on.
We refuse to go on working under these conditions.
The work is too hard.
Right!
They don't want to go on working.
Ah! The work is too hard!
Asterix, light me a good fire under that cauldron.
No!
Not for you! You fell in the potion when you were a baby.
Give them a little demonstration, Asterix.
It works like a charm!
Of course! Bring your men along.
A little portion of this magic potion will do the trick.
No!
How does he manage to recognize me?
I must do something. And fast.
Krukhut!
Yes, oh, Artifis, my master?
I know Edifis is expecting stone to come down the Nile, from the south.
That stone must never arrive!
Here is gold, Krukhut, for you to settle this business.
I hear you and obey you, Artifis, my master.
My mighty master sends you this gold,
to make sure the stone doesn't reach its destination.
Done! By Osiris!
Throw those stones overboard!
There's no stone left.
This is Artifis's doing.
No more stone, no palace. No palace... the crocodiles.
Calm down. We'll get the stone for you.
Don't worry. We'll get it back as soon as we can.
Yes, but we haven't much time left to finish the palace.
They must never come back from their journey alive.
I'm counting on you, Krukhut.
-You Hear? -They won't come back alive, master.
This is slow. Too slow.
Move all the ships to the bank and fasten them together with ropes.
At last, a little exercise!
By Toutatis! The boy never fails to surprise me.
There's not much in the way of beer or boars here.
Well, you'll just have to eat what's put before you.
Beer for Asterix!
¶ When you're eating well, you're well. ¶ When you're eating well, you're well.
¶ Up with beer and boar! ¶ Bring us plenty more!
¶ When you're eating well, ¶ you're well.
¶ If you're off your food you're ill. ¶ If you're off your food you're ill.
¶ Loss of appetite ¶ is a dreadful blight.
¶ If you're off your food ¶ you're ill.
Boars and beer for Obelix!
¶ Whatever old proverbs say,
¶ eating to live is all wrong.
¶ Listen to us and be gay.
¶ Living to eat is our song!
¶ When you're eating well ¶ you're well.
¶ As doctors always tell those who feel ¶ the need for a good big feed.
¶ When you're eating well ¶ you're well.
¶ Greedy guts both ¶ large and small
¶ find that other things ¶ may pall.
¶ Eating never will fail ¶ to fill the bill.
¶ If you're off your food ¶ you're ill.
Bones for Dogmatix!
¶ Obelix you are my love, soft ¶ and fragile as a dove.
¶ Do forget the boars ¶ and the second course.
¶ Queen Cleopatra is yours!
¶ Cleo, your nose is so sweet,
¶ so is a nice joint of meat.
¶ Sausages are tops, ¶ so are steaks and chops.
¶ Meat is what ¶ I like to eat.
¶ Any good meal ¶ without chese
¶ is like a bird that can't fly.
¶ It's like a wood ¶ without trees
¶ It's like a girl with one eye.
¶ If you're off your food ¶ you're ill.
¶ Pay your respects, please, ¶ to the kings of cheese.
¶ If you're off your food ¶ you're ill.
¶ When the camel passes by, ¶ When the camel passes by,
¶ Let his influence ¶ teach us abstinence,
¶ When the camel passes by.
Look here, I've got one hump, I'm a dromedary, not a camel.
Honest, I ask you.
¶ If you're off your food you're ill. ¶ If you're off your food you're ill.
¶ Loss of appetite ¶ is a dreadful blight.
¶ If you're off your food ¶ you're ill.
¶ Never forget what we say! ¶ Eat and drink well while you may!
¶ Up with beer and boar! ¶ Bring us plenty more!
¶ When you're eating well ¶ you're well.
Tomorrow we shall go and see sphinx and the pyramids.
They're worth a visit.
What do you think of that?
Dogmatix, come here!
Come here, Dogmatix!
Dogmatix!
You leave her alone, Dogmatix!
There must be a great view from up there.
Dogmatix, you wait here.
-Obelix! -Oh, dear! Oh, dear! Oh, dear!
We'd better get out of here. Come on.
From the top of these pyramids here, twenty centuries look down on you.
There must be a great view from up there.
Obelix, you stay here!
Bah! Pyramids! Give a menhir any day.
Can't you forget Stonehenge?
I wonder if they would let us visit them.
Of course! Of course! Of course! Of course!
I am a guide and I can take you, noble foreign tourists,
for a visit inside the pyramids.
In that case, we accept with pleasure.
Follow the guide.
This is no place for nice little dogs, Dogmatix.
Wait for me here.
If you're good you'll get a nice bone.
Absolutely fascinating, these pyramids.
Don't lose sight of me, noble strangers.
Without me, you'd never get out of this labyrinth alive.
Come along. In here.
This room boasts some magnificent hieroglyphics.
You will never get out of here. This tomb will be your tomb.
Very interesting, these old caverns.
Yes, but our first concern is to find a way out of here.
None of this would have happened inside a menhir.
All things considered, Obelix,
for the very first time,
I am going to give you some of the magic potion!
Honest?
I'm going to have some magic potion! I'm going to have some magic potion!
I'm glad I came inside this pyramid.
Obelix, after you.
Can I have a little bit more?
Well, you coming?
Very interesting, these mazes.
How about that door there?
Can I have a little bit more?
No, Obelix, no.
It just isn't fair.
I hardly had time to taste it, and now he won't give me any more.
It's not fair.
I'm affraid that guide was right.
It's just possible we won't get out alive.
I'm only sorry for poor Edifis.
Without us, he won't get his palace finished on time.
Well, I'm sorry for my poor little Dogmatix, that's what I am.
Dogmatix!
Dogmatix has tracked us down here thanks to his nose,
so he can find his way back again and show us the way out.
You'll get two big bones.
You'll get lots and lots of bones.
Sometimes, I think he understands everything I say to him.
Follow the guide.
It's magic! You're all wizards!
It's magic, they're all magicians.
They managed to get out of the Great Pyramid.
Those three Gauls are really fantastic.
But even so they still haven't reached Alexandria.
They still have to get back up the Nile.
We must stop them somehow.
I know just the men you need, master.
It's a bold gang of pirates who lost their ship on the high seas
when they got on the wrong tack.
-Bring them to me. -They are here, master.
I will give you a boat, and you'll sail this boat down the Nile.
Somewhere or other you'll meet a fleet of ships carrying stone.
If those ships fail to reach Alexandria, you'll get gold, lots of gold.
Now look, you board them, cut their throats, have their guts,
butcher the dogs, you do them in,
and then sink them.
Same old drill as usual, boys.
These cruises are such a bore. I'm bored, Asterix!
I have the impresion there's going to be some fun soon, Obelix.
I sight a fleet of ships carrying stone right ahead!
Right then, me hearties, don't lose your nerve.
It's full of Gauls! Full of Gauls!
Full of Gauls?
Full speed astern! Let's get out of here!
About turn!
Obelix, here's something to help you pass the time.
There're pirates up ahead.
Real pirates! Oh, goody, goody, goody!
Wait for me!
Faster, boys, faster!
Too late.
Well, I think we can get on with our journey now, Obelix.
Oh! A bite!
Oh! I'm not eating that fish.
Well, we're on the wrong tack again.
They're beginning to get me down, those Gauls.
Very well, if that's how it is, I have an idea, a great idea.
-You have a great idea, master? -Right! A piece of cake. Follow me.
Pestilential pastry.
-Poisonous pancakes! -Yes!
-Murderous macaroons! -Not bad.
-Viper's venom tart with cream! -Hurray!
-Cyanide custard pie! -Great!
-Special Iced Arsenic Cake! -Oh, yes!
¶ Take a big bowl ¶ of strychnine,
¶ cream with hemlock ¶ 'till it's green,
¶ take a glass of paraffin, ¶ warm it up and tip it in.
No, I'll put in two for luck.
¶ Add a spot of opium,
¶ marinade a leech ¶ in scum,
¶ sprinkle with some chopped ¶ frog spawn...
¶ Shall we add pepper corn?
-No! -Oh, well.
¶ Crumble up your arsenic
¶ in a glass of narcotic,
¶ add two spoons ¶ of castor oil,
¶ put them on the stove to boil.
No, I'll put in three for luck.
¶ Put some snake's blood ¶ in a bowl,
¶ then stir in a crushed tadpole,
¶ add a thimbleful ¶ of glue...
¶ And add a spot of sugar, too.
-No! -No? Oh, well...
¶ Add rat poison to the brew,
¶ cobra's venom goes in too,
¶ sweeten it with orange juice, ¶ three segments is what you use...
No, I think just one will do.
¶ Thicken all with mandrake root,
¶ decorate with ¶ mouldy fruit,
¶ just before the funeral.
¶ Add a spot of vitriol!
No! Oh, yes!
Aha! I knew it would be a good idea.
¶ Special Iced Arsenic cake.
¶ means that we can ¶ safely take
¶ seats besides the River Nile
¶ sure to see a crocodile...
-eat... -The gauls!
Yes!
-A present for you, oh, Queen! -Bring it in.
The three Gauls send this cake as a gift to the Queen of Queens.
How sweet of them.
You may thank them in the name of Cleopatra.
My taster. Send for my taster.
Coming! Coming! Coming!
-Taste, taster. -With pleasure, my Queen.
Oh, dear! Oh, dear! Oh, dear! Oh, dear!
Finally, my friends! You're back at last!
And we've brought you plenty of stone.
Enough for you to finish the palace.
Gauls, I arrest you in the name of the Queen!
Shall I smash them one?
No, Obelix, keep calm.
Let's see what's going to happen next.
Oh, dear! Oh, dear! Oh, dear! Oh, dear!
Gauls, you were trying to poison me with that cake, weren't you?
Cake! What cake, Queen?
Throw them into the dungeon until I've decided on their fate!
There's not a moment to lose.
Let's drink this antidote and get out.
This potion will neutralize the effects of the poison.
They're giving the royal crocodiles their appetizers.
Step aside. We're coming out.
May we come in?
Guards! Guards! Seize those three men!
Gauls from a far sworn to destroy my power.
I shall show you how a Queen can die!
Now is the fatal hour. See how a Queen can die!
Here I come, Osiris!
Gosh, she's a good actress!
No! No! Just calm down!
We simply want to know what we're being charged with.
What you're charged with? That!
Looks like a very good cake.
Obelix, will you find me a cake knife?
May I?
Now, cut three pieces of this cake.
Three pieces I said.
-That's right! Three. -Greedy pig!
I call that an excellent cake, my Queen.
What was so special about it?
Just ask my taster.
Oh, dear! Oh, dear! Oh, dear! Oh, dear!
Let's see.
He's got a little touch of indigestion. That's all it is.
Oh, dear! Oh, dear! Oh, dear! Oh, dear!
That's much better.
I'm hungry.
I have treated you unjustly, oh, Gauls!
I will set you all free. You may go!
Someone must have wanted to harm us.
-Yes, but who? -Artifis.
-You mean Edifis's rival? -Who else?
Suppose we pay him a little visit.
That's just what I was going to suggest.
-Where does Artifis live, please? -Artifis? That way.
Here's to our victory, Krukhut.
The time has come for us to drink to success.
Since you wanted to work on the palace with Edifis,
we're going to give you your chance.
The construction of the palace is going very well indeed, Edifis.
You'll have it finished in time.
Oh, Cleopatra is going to be very pleased.
Very pleased. The palace is nearly built, Caesar.
And you know, I think I'm going to win that bet, Julius.
Delighted to hear it, oh, my Queen.
Simply delighted.
I shall lose face with Cleopatra.
I was told that her architect, Edifis, was only a nitwit.
Something odd is going on here.
Go and find my spy!
Here I am, master, here I am.
Come nearer!
Go and see what's going on at Edifis's building site.
I want to know just why the work is getting on so fast.
Quite a job, huh?
Three Gauls?
An old druid, a cunning little one, and a fat oaf.
Asterix, Obelix and Getafix.
Those three men can perform any kind of miracle.
I must act now.
Send for my Egyptian mercenaries! And quick!
Hail, Caesar!
Those who are to serve you at reduced rates, salute you!
You are to get into Edifis's building site
without anyone seeing you.
Then you are to knock over the cauldron of magic potion.
And you are to get hold of that Gaulish druid.
A bag of gold if you're successful.
Get moving, by Jupiter!
We're moving, oh, Caesar, by Osiris!
I'll see about the cauldron. You two take care of the druid.
We get it, brother.
Okay, brother.
If this potion is all it's supposed to be,
I wont be sharing that bag of gold with either of them.
Why should I?
I don't have that much family feeling.
Hey, look at that!
Who are you?
And where has our druid, Getafix, gone?
Julius Caesar sent us to capture your famous druid.
But our big brother
has double-crossed us to get all the reward for himself.
Without the magic potion and without Getafix, we're lost.
-The sacred crocodiles will... -Not yet!
Obelix, let's go and get our druid back!
All right, Asterix.
Dogmatix, I'm leaving you here to guard the building site.
Watch out!
One of the mercenaries is back, oh, Caesar.
Send him in.
Mission accomplished, oh, Caesar!
You have deserved well of Caesar, mercenary.
Here is the reward I promised you.
Have this troublesome druid locked up.
I want him thrown into the dungeon of the palace.
I am the smartest, I am the richest, I am the...
Where's our druid?
Caesar has had him shut up in the dungeon of the palace.
Please, don't beat me anymore.
-Coming, Obelix? -Yes, Asterix.
It's big brother. It's big brother.
Junior and me want a word with you.
Yeah!
I only hope we'll be able to find our poor druid.
You know, all these old dungeons are the same.
It's just as easy to get in as it is to get out.
Halt! You can't come in!
-Sure we can. -May I, Obelix?
If you don't mind.
Asterix! Obelix!
Step aside! We're coming out!
-Oh, no, you're not! -Oh, yes, we are!
You meant you're coming out.
What's that?
The druid has escaped from prison!
Those Gauls will soon find out what it means
to brave Caesar's anger, by Mercury!
Tomorrow, when they awaken,
I will have a little surprise waiting for them.
And I think you will like it.
Master! Master! The building site is deserted!
None of the workers have has turned up for work!
What's going on?
What's happened now?
In the name of Caesar!
We hear some Gaulish troublemakers are hiding on this building site.
We order them to surrender!
If they don't, we shall attack, by Jupiter!
We don't want to fight, but, by Toutatis,
if we have to, we've got the stones,
we've got the men, and we've got the druid.
You'll be sorry for this, by Mercury!
What are we going to do, by Osiris?
We'll build our fortifications, by Belenos!
You're quite right, by Belisama!
Do you think we might go home now, by any chance?
To the attack!
Return to the battle!
Join the army, re-enlist, the man said.
They're back again.
To the attack!
See the world... the man said...
To the attack!
-He's nuts. -You off your head?
No kidding?
If that's how it's going to be, we'll have to bombard them!
Hey, look! They've got guided missiles.
If they miss, I'll be surprised.
Fire!
My palace! They're breaking up my palace!
We ought to let Cleopatra know.
She's the only one who can get Caesar to stop this attack.
Good idea.
I'll write a message and send it to the Queen.
-And Dogmatix will deliver it for you. -Dogmatix?
But he's much too small.
Dogmatix is not too small!
Obélix, don't be pig headed!
Dogmatix can't deliver that message.
Yes he can! Mister Asterix knows everything.
Mr. Asterix has to be the boss.
You know what Mister Asterix has to say?
No. Just what does Mister Asterix has to say?
Here is the message.
But how are we going to get it to Cleopatra?
We're being besieged.
You'd better ask Mister Asterix, he's the boss.
Now, now, Obelix, don't be crossed. I was only teasing.
My dog's no good!
Dogmatix will deliver the message,
and I'll deliver Dogmatix.
Watch out! One of the Gauls is breaking out!
-He went the same way he came. -He was only passing through.
Oh, Gauls from a far, who want to destroy my power.
I will show you how a Queen can die!
-Now is the fatal... -No, no, no! Look!
My dog has brought a message for you.
Oh, isn't he sweet? Bring a bone for the dear little dog.
This will never do, by Osiris! Julius Caesar isn't playing fair!
Right, oh, Gaul, I will take care of this.
Watch out! One of the Gauls is breaking in!
There you are, Obelix.
Dogmatix is back. He carried out his mission perfectly.
Ah, you see? Who was right?
Let's hope Cleopatra acts quickly.
Those Roman missiles are demolishing the palace.
You see, Caesar?
Even if we don't manage to capture those three Gauls,
it comes to the same thing.
The whole palace will be destroyed.
Good! Excellent!
Hail Caesar! There's someone who wants a word with you. There!
Oh, my Queen! What a happy chance!
That will do.
When I heard what was happening, I hurried out of my palace at once.
I didn't even bother to change my dress.
When you make a bet you're supposed to play fair.
And I had every right to call on the Gauls.
And I'll prove to you my Egyptian people
can still build beautiful palaces.
And I insist that the Romans leave the builders alone.
And that's not all. Let me tell you that...
-Yes, yes! All right, I apologise. -Well, I should hope so.
And now I'll be getting home.
Well, what do we do now, oh, Caesar?
We lift the siege, oh, idiot!
Look at that! The Romans are lifting the siege, by Belenos!
-Victory, by Toutatis! -Oh, goody, goody!
And it's all thanks to Dogmatix.
Now then, back to work.
Sure enough, the work gets going again.
And at considerable speed, since you will remember
when architects did not finish the job on time
they were thrown to the crocodiles.
A good old custom sadly neglected today.
At last, one fine morning...
Oh, my Queen, the palace is ready for you now.
You have kept your word, Edifis.
I, Cleopatra, will keep mine, by Osiris!
Cover him with gold.
Oh, my Queen! The loveliest of Queens!
I have lost my bet, and now I yield the victory to you.
Yours is the honour of cutting this ribbon, Cleopatra.
I know how much I owe you, Gauls.
And you've earned my heartful gratitude.
I will have you sent home to Gaul on my own State Galley,
with the grateful thanks of Cleopatra.
It was nothing, Cleopatra. Goodbye now.
Say, will there be any boars on this galley of yours?
Obelix!
Gee whiz! Why does he keep telling me off all the time?
These state galleys may be all very well,
but if there aren't any boars, it's hardly worth making
all this fuss about.
Everyone is eating. Everyone is drinking.
Everyone is joyful
and celebrating the happy ending of this story.
Everyone is drinking. Everyone is eating. Everyone?
Well, nearly everyone.
And when spring comes,
Cleopatra's magnificent ship approaches the coast of Gaul,
where the little village welcomes the heroes home
with its usual enthusiasm and feasting.
And it's all thanks to Dogmatix!
Not to mention her nose, my dear fellow.
What a nose!
The End