Asterix and Obelix: God Save Britannia Page #4

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I can't swim!

I'm hungry.

Me too.

I say, I believe we have a message.

Your Majesty, a message from Jolitorax.

What does he say?

"Your Majesty, I have the pleasure

of informing you

"that the barrel

has reached British soil.

"Faithfully yours, Jolitorax."

Excellent news. Isn't it, dears?

Hey dudes, hiking isn't my thing.

- If you want to become a man...

- Drop it.

I say. A calm and peaceful spot

to have a bite to eat.

I hope they have wild boar.

JOLLY BOAR INN:

Hullo.

Hullo.

Would you like supper?

Yes, rather.

We'd like four orders of boar.

Of course. Go sit over there.

Hullo.

Is that their boar?

Doesn't look jolly to me.

It's a British delicacy:

boiled boar with mint sauce.

Delicious.

Why does it smell like fish?

Because we always boil it

with cod liver.

Otherwise it would have no taste.

Poor beast.

Ave.

We're looking for Gauls

who disembarked illegally.

Ave. Last name, first name,

profession and place of residence.

But of course.

We're British merchants

on a business trip.

My name is Jolitorax,

and this is Asterax.

Hullo.

Obelax...

- Hello.

- No. "Hullo".

- Hello.

- One second. "Hullo".

No, "hullo".

It's a short "u".

Hullo.

That's it.

And my nephew... Pain-in-the-ax.

The poor boy is mute.

Soldiers! Search the inn!

Enjoy your meal, Britons.

I don't know

how you can eat that stuff...

You Britons.

Nothing to report, sir.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Have a good journey.

By Toutatis!

In the name of Rome,

surrender, Gauls!

Bravo! Good job blending in.

It's not my fault.

Wild boar with cod liver is inhuman.

You're right, it's not your fault.

It never has been

and probably never will.

Are you trying to be nice?

You know what?

Even when you're around, I feel lonely.

I'm intellectually undernourished.

Come on, we get on.

No. I put up with you.

I knock myself out

for a walking calamity, a curse,

a natural disaster named Obelix.

And what do I get?

Nothing.

I sacrifice myself for nothing.

So you see, I'm fed up.

Frankly,

"two guys who live together

with a little dog" isn't for me.

What've you got against Idefix?

I need to meet someone.

Who?

Who knows! But it'll never happen

with you clinging to me.

What's his problem?

He has to meet someone

but he doesn't know who.

So of course he's irritable.

Caesar was very clear,

if you wipe out

the village of British rebels,

he'll shower you with gold.

Gold only brings luxury

and luxury weakens men's spirits.

Is that what you want, Roman?

To weaken us?

Not on my life, Grossebaf.

Only fear could tempt us

to travel to this country.

Fear?

Even the weakest nations know fear.

But not us!

Not us!

Yet we've tried everything.

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