Halt!
Get into formation!
What's he doing?
- Prefix, let me in. - Suffix, you're behind.
What's up with you Gauls cutting in line?
Sorry, my dear friends.
Let your Chief Vitalstatistix through, by Toutatis!
Easy now. There's plenty for everyone.
Thank you, Panoramix.
Next.
- Oh boy. - Next.
- Next! - Do they all get the magic potion?
Yeah, except for one.
Very good.
None for you, Obelix. You fell into it when you were a kid.
No fair. Come on, Dogmatix.
Here, Asterix.
Well, when you gotta go, you gotta go.
Legion,
attack!
This one's for you, Peddy!
I got him!
Spread out! In staggered rows!
Regroup! Tortoise formation!
I feel a little weak.
No, Obelix, you won't get any.
- I've told you a thousand times you fell-- - Okay, I get it.
Where's your helmet, huh? Where is your helmet?
Retreat!
Run for it!
They keep trying, but they'll never win.
Right, Asterix?
Those Romans are crazy!
ASTERIX & OBELIX: THE BIG FIGHT
Asterix?
You almost scared Dogmatix!
Yeah, but I won!
So now you start.
Okay, fine.
Here. Happy birthday, Asterix.
You did such a good job. Hold on.
Happy birthday, Obelix.
You remembered mine too!
Handy having the same birthday. Here.
A four-leaf clover?
It's very rare and it's like a charm for good fortune and strength.
Strength?
Whoa, that's awesome.
The year is 78 B.C.
All of Gaul is free. Free? Yes.
Life in this Gaulish village was nothing but peace, love, and harmony.
I mean, it was the minus '70s, after all.
- Hello. - Hello, Chief.
Hello.
Hello, Chief Copacetix!
No, no, no!
- Hello, chief. - Hello, kids.
Hello, Chief Copacetix.
- Good job. - Stockpiling wood, are we?
Yes, but we do hope for a milder winter.
Well, I wouldn't count on it.
The climate's never going to change.
Well, enjoy this quiet and uneventful…
day.
Panoramix?
- Are you okay? - No.
Not at all.
All right, so, a little bit of this. There we go.
No, it's still not right.
Your tragic potion, huh?
- "Magic." - Right.
I can't work out the recipe.
It was lost in the mists of time.
Right, "the mists."
It might be hard to see, then.
That's the problem.
I'm worried about Julius Caesar's rise.
If he invades Gaul once in power,
we won't stand a chance.
You're worrying over nothing.
That Caesar has no future.
Let's hope so.
I'm off. The children are waiting.
And his salute
will never catch on.
According to tradition,
The Big Fight settles conflicts between villages.
The village chiefs must meet in a designated spot
and fight before their tribes.
- It's an old… - I'm nervous.
I can't remember our presentation on mushrooms.
You can. It'll be okay.
After the fight, the losing side must surrender.
It's tough.
That's how Chief Vercingetorix…
No, I swear, I can't do it.
Wanna go over it again?
White cap and red spots, hands off!
Red spots and white cap, step back!
Hey!
You two over there!
Impedimenta, carry on.
- So, long live the village, by Toutatis! - By Toutatis!
- Bravo! - Good job, Impedimenta and Vitalstatistix.
A chiefly effort!
So, you two bosom buddies.
Since you want to talk, talk to the whole class.
Don't worry. You know it.
There are two forest mushroom types.
The edible ones you can eat
and are pretty tasty.
And the poisonous ones that can make you very sick.
Right, Obelix?
Mushrooms.
That's right, not all mushrooms are good to eat.
Mushrooms with a white cap and red spots, hands off!
Red dots and white cap…
step…
step back.
And that's what happens when you eat one.
Very good.
Excellent dramatization.
Well done, children.
Class dismissed. It's snack time.
Me first!
- Wait for me! - Obelix?
Obelix?
Did it go well?
Yeah.
Well, I spoke for both of us,
but that's what friends are for.
Still as lousy as ever here.
- Hello, Chief Copacetix. - Hello.
Here's the little darling.
Hello, Cassius Ceramix.
You don't mind having him for a few days?
Of course I don't mind helping out neighboring villagers.
Besides, everyone loves him here.
You sure this brings good luck?
Ouch, ouch…
Why are you hitting yourself? Tell me, why?
Stop, Cassius Ceramix.
Do that again.
Go on, punch me in the chin.
You're even weaker than before.
Ding, dong!
Coward! Picking on the weakest in the village.
If he was stronger, I wouldn't pick on him. Think.
Oh, I know!
Let's play "If I catch you, I hit you."
Cool game, right?
Go on, run away!
I can see you.
Come on!
Panoramix.
Come on! To the druid's hut!
No, we're not allowed.
He's out. Come on.
No, I'm too scared to go inside the druid's hut.
Found you!
Dogmatix!
You coward!
Says the scaredy-cat.
"I'm scared of the druid's hut!"
- I'm scared of nothing. - Sure, and my mom's Belenus.
I can go in the druid's hut whenever. Even tonight!
- How will you prove it? - We'll bring you a sickle.
- You can find them anywhere. - Yes, but not the golden sickle.
Not the golden sickle.
- It gives mistletoe magic power. - The golden sickle?
- No. - Yes.
All right. Bring it to me and I'll leave you alone.
But if you return empty-handed,
say goodbye to your baby teeth.
Cheers!
Asterix.
Just tell him we couldn't find the hut.
Come on.
I'm coming.
What if Panoramix comes back?
White beard and red cape, we escape!
Obelix!
So…
A little bland.
A big shrimp.
Much better.
Ouch!
Druid,
I have a tummy ache.
Well, you look okay.
Oh no. I'm not.
My stomach hurts, and my head, and my throat a little too.
He doesn't look so great.
Sure. I'll go see what I can find in my hut.
Not here.
Can't even eat my dinner in peace.
Let's see.
Maybe this will work.
My friends,
I raise a horn to our everlasting Gaulish civilization.
So, digestion, where did I put it?
Here it is! A grandma's potion, but it works.
And remember that we have nothing to fear…
but the sky falling on our heads.
And that'll be the day.
Oh no.
By Toutatis!
What have you done, kids?
My son.
My little honey boar.
He's so delicate, so fragile.
Asterix, why did you want my golden sickle?
Just to look at.
Sure.
His fever's dropping.
I'm hungry.
Belisama be praised!
He's hungry!
My little baby boar.
He still has his appetite.
Can I have some more?
Eat up, my dear. Eat up.
He's eating, he's eating, he's eating!
He's eating…
- The kid can eat. - Right.
He sure can.
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Hey, I had more time. Why was I rushing?
I had so much--
I'm sorry, Panoramix.
It's all my fault.
Will Obelix still be my friend?
Of course.
All's well that ends well.
Now run along!
There you go, Dogmatix.
Oh, it's you! Now just you wait.
Here's a nice tightly-packed one.
Take that!
What the…
What happened?
Check that out.
Can you lift two?
Even more.
And… that?
A menhir?
No way. That'll be too hard.
Oh no, it's fine. It actually stabilizes me.
Up it goes!
You have superhuman strength!
Up, up, and away.
They could've done that on their own.
Ancient sacred menhirs that never moved by themselves before?
- What will we say? - About the menhirs, I'm not sure.
But your strength, not a word. It'll be our secret.
Well? I don't see any golden sickles around here.
Well, you know the price. Who do I start with?
Hey, Asterix, can I tell him our little secret?
We said we wouldn't tell anyone.
Oh, come on, please. Just him, no one else. I promise.
- No, Obelix. - Please. Just him.
- But we promised-- - Just him. Please.
Stop! What's this secret, then?
Tell me right now.
You sure know how to keep a secret.
Well, he did say, "Right now."
No, it's not the same. A sort of light came out.
But I used the same ingredients.
Anything else, Obelix?
Oh yes! A big shrimp.
Like this?
- No, bigger. - Bigger?
- Like this? - No, even bigger.
- Like this? - That's it! A shrimp that big.
This is called a lobster.
That's right. Anything else?
Strawberries.
Lobster and strawberries. Okay.
Come on, get down!
Obelix, are you sure there was nothing else?
A mushroom, a fruit, a herb, a flower?
I don't think so.
Your four-leaf clover!
You're so stubborn, Panoramix.
Forget it. No clovers here.
Night will have fallen long before you even get to say--
I found one!
Yes, that's the kind of light it made.
The missing piece of my recipe.
I'm going to try it.
No, Obelix, you fell in. Drinking more could be dangerous.
I'll try it.
I've wanted to move this for ages.
- But it's… - The magic potion.
So its effects are temporary.
For you too, Obelix?
No.
We'll need time to study this marvel.
So, for now, let's keep this potion a secret.
Panoramix, you're being overly cautious.
We're wise enough
to use it sensibly and in moderation.
Drink, drink, drink!
It's my turn!
Enough!
It's all over now. No more magic potion.
- Where will I put my logs now? - You really want to know?
This potion will only be used if the village is in danger.
Not anytime soon then.
Those kids…
Unbearable. They just can't behave…
It's ready.
Here, Asterix.
Halt!
ASTERIX & OBELIX: THE BIG FIGHT
Subtitle translation by: James Preston