Asterix and Obelix: God Save Britannia Page #6

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Very pleased.

- My friends are...

- Gauls.

We guessed as much.

By the accent?

No, by the smell.

Mother and Father are away,

but I insist you stay.

Miss Macintosh and I

shall prepare a meal for you.

The energy in this town is amazing.

Oh, really?

You really feel like

anything's possible here...

You could meet fabulous people,

exchange ideas,

fall in love,

have intense but brief adventures...

You know, all that.

I hear you and your friend

have a little dog.

You didn't bring it?

No.

What's this?

Illegal Gauls

with a secret weapon in a barrel?

Yes. We're arresting all Gaul residents.

Women and children too.

We'll burn their houses down.

- No. We need to find the barrel.

- But how?

Use your heads...

Where is the best place to hide a tree?

A forest!

So the best place

to hide a barrel would be...

An inn!

Search every cellar

of every inn in Londinium

and confiscate every barrel!

What about the tree?

Find that barrel!

I'll have you boiled

and served to the lions with mint sauce!

I don't think she likes me.

Who's that?

Miss Makichtok. She doesn't like me.

With her looks she shouldn't be picky.

It doesn't show much

that you and Ophelia are engaged.

I'd say it doesn't show at all.

That's because we Britons

are sticklers for proprieties.

A gentleman

must never, under any circumstance,

compromise his fiancee

by being too... how should I put it?

Overbearing.

Unescorted visits must be rare

and last only a fleeting moment.

And when was your last one?

Last year.

I see.

I say, when Ophelia

invited us to stay, I hesitated.

But I'm glad

I had the audacity to accept.

Would you have the audacity

to pass the salt?

Sorry.

You really like

Miss What's-Her-Face?

Then give her a present.

It always works.

That's a good idea.

I know...

In the name of Rome, open up!

Search the inn!

Legionaries!

There's a secret weapon

in one of these barrels.

To find it, we will apply

methodology and rigour.

You make a hole, you taste.

If anything tastes suspicious,

let us know.

Otherwise, mark the barrel

and move on to the next.

Is that clear?

On my command!

Action!

The rhododendrons

have come on nicely this year.

Oh, really?

The begonias too.

But not the sunflowers.

I'm terribly sorry to hear it.

That must've taken ages to make.

The Macintoshes have been working

on this tapestry for five generations.

I see.

When it's finished,

it will be my family's pride and joy.

The energy in this town

really is amazing...

Sorry.

Sorry to burst in on you.

The Romans seized

the barrel of magic potion!

If you want to find it,

it has "Relax" written on it.

Ave, Claudius Lapsus, let me taste.

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