01x09 - Family Portrait

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Family painting

-Diane, Tane, Ponne, Belfort.

Your royal pâté is served.

-HM?

-Enjoy your meal.

I must go, His Majesty
has summoned me to his awakening.

-Children...

Please, behave yourself.

-I... Mother, I... Oh!

I'm so sorry.

-Belfort has no manners.

-Hm. Belfort is the shame
of the family.

-I'm so sorry.

-Tane, Ponne, that's enough.

My son, finish your meal.

-You summoned me, Your Majesty?

-Bazire, make sure
that my dogs

are perfectly groomed,
today.

I have asked M. Desportes,
our royal painter,

to paint the portrait of Diane and Belfort.

-Wonderful.

-Oh là là...

A portrait!
What incredible news!

By Mr. Desportes himself...
Diane! Belfort!

His Majesty wants a portrait of you.

My art of grooming
will be admired in the future!

What an honor! I shudder.

I'll take these bowls back,

and come back to pamper
you like never before!

Ouch!

I'm fine!
-My children...

This is a great honor.

Belfort, please behave impeccably

and live up to this distinction.

-Belfort is not worthy
to pose for a painting!

He has the sense
of smell of a fish with a cold.

A slug as a better sense of direction.

-On top of that, a slimy slug.

-And he's a coward,
that's scared of his shadow.

-It's all lies!

-Mother, he's a lousy dog.
-Tane. Ponne.

Belfort is your brother.
Show him more respect.

-Ben...

-Let's start,

Belfort.

-A painting of our incompetent brother?

The idea makes me want to vomit.
-I'm retching.

But imagine if something were
to prevent it?

-Like what?
-I have an idea, trust me sis.

-Spotless coat.

Shiny, polished claws.

Sparkling royal medal.

Teeth brushing.

Show me
your dazzling smile?

There you go!
And the finishing touch...

Diane, your turn.
Belfort, you're dismissed.

But don't get dirty,
do you understand?

After you.

-Bazire has outdone
himself. My medal is splendid.

It will look great
on the painting.

-BOO!

-Give me back my necklace! No!

-Ponne, it's yours.

-Give it back!

Please.

Stop, please!

Give me back my necklace!

Tane! Ponne! Please, stop!

Come back here!

-Catch!

-If you want it, fetch it.
-No!.

-Poor doggy...

-Misery, what have you done?

-Nice initiative, Ponne.

-I think so also.

-Ah! No, no, no...

But what a misfortune...

-Ah! Hello, Belfort.

What misfortune?
-If you only knew!

My sisters threw my necklace and I have to
pose for a painting commissioned

by my master, as soon as Bazire
as finished grooming my mother.

It's imperative find my necklace!
I can't pose without my necklace!

-Oh, relax.
We'll find it, your necklace.

-Alas, it's lost in this
forest, this jungle...

Oh... Gone forever!
It's hopeless.

Oh?

-Isn't that a beautiful necklace?

-Oh, my necklace! Lupin... I
don't know how to thank you.

-You don't have to. Come,
I'll take you back to the castle.

So, your master
commissioned a painting of you?

Wow!

-Yes, it's a great honor.

But my sisters
don't think I'm worthy.

-You mean the royal snakes?

-Yes, that's right.

-Don't listen to them.

-Anyway, I hope I'm up to it.

-Hum?

Listen, buddy...
-Lupin, look!

Aren't they wonderful?

Oh, my grooming!

That was close.
-You look good with that cowlick.

Stylish.
-Good heavens!

But what cowlick?

Oh, it's a disaster!

-Don't worry,
my styling skills will fix it.

-Oh!
-There, it's done.

-Lupin, you're amazing!

Hm?

-If you don't mind, cats know

more about grooming than wolves.

-Gna, gna, gna...

-Hold still.

-Gently.

-"Thank you, Ariane, for
solving my problem once again."

"Without you, I was lost."

-Gna, gna, gna... Well,
I liked it better before.

-It's perfect. Thank you so much!
Bazire couldn't have done it better.

-What a waste to use those

wonderful colors to paint
our incompetent brother!

-You're absolutely right.

-He's got his collar, I can't believe it!

-What! Oh!

There's no way I'm letting that
good-for-nothing pose for this painting!

-He looks pale to me.

We're going to give a hard time.
*Note: "en faire voir de toutes les couleurs" is a French expression.
The litteral translation is "to make him see all the colors

Oh, poor Belfort...

He who was so happy
to be in the painting...

-But in the end,
the paint is on him.

Did you see that? I'm being ironic.

-Belfort?
-Lupin!

Please...

Tell me it's nothing!

-Don't worry...
It's really ugly.

-Oh!
-Go back to see Bazire.

-No, I can't.

If you only knew
how long it took him!

And he forbade me to get dirty.

And my mother... if I show up like this,

I'll disappoint her again.

-In that case.., there
aren't 36 solutions.

-Take a bath? In here?

Have you lost your mind? It
must be full of sludge, bugs...

-Is it good?

Hey, it worked!
-I can hardly believe it.

It's a success!
But now I'm soaked.

-Uh, well... Yeah.

-It'll take hours to dry!

-No, hang on,
I think I've got an idea.

-Here we go again...

-Perfect,
it's nap time.

If Your Majesty would be
so kind to bring his nose over here.

-Don't call me that.

-What are you waiting for?

Bring your nose.

-And it's done.

Oh, it's perfect.

Let's not keep
His Majesty's painter waiting.

-Thank you, my dear Lupin.

You've been a great help.

-That's what friends are for.
Come on, get going.

-You're right about
that, I must be expected.

-See you later, Belfort.

-Is Diane's grooming to your liking?

Or should I make some changes?
-It's just fine.

Can you set her up here?

And what about the other dog?

-Belfort is obviously ready.
He's just...

But where is he, exactly?
Belfort?

I'll go and get it,
I'll be right back.

Belfort!

-Tane, Ponne, don't just stand there
and go get him, please.

-CERTAINLY, MOTHER.

-And can I do anything else for you while I'm at it?
Bazire will find him on his own.

Well, maybe...

-Belfort?

Belfort!

My handsome?

Where are you...

Belfort!

-Come on, Belfort.
You can do it.

-Ah, Belfort.

How proud you look!
What impeccable grooming!

He's ready to pose.
-If he's not late...

-Stay away from me.
-Tane, you're right.

He's glowing.

Too bad he's a coward.
-The king's favorite, really?

-Oh...

-A nobody.

-Stop it!

-When are you going to learn?

You don't deserve to be in that painting,

or wear that medal.

-Oh!

-You're a lousy dog.

Let me out of here!
-Can you hear anything?

-Belfort! Where
the hell are you?

Mr. Desportes can't wait.

This is Versailles!

Oh?

Ha ha!

Gotcha! Oh...
Peasant!

Rascal! Rogue!

-Belfort!

Oh là là,
but where did that dog go?

Belfort!

Belfort!

-Bazire looking for Belfort?
It doesn't look good...

-At the bright spring
*Note: "A la claire fontaine" is a french song

Going off on a walk

Huh?

Hold on!
You forgot a trunk!

-On the Bridge of Avignon
*Note: "Sur le pont d'Avignon" is a french song

On the Bridge of Avignon

-It's a real labyrinth!

How do I do to detect the smell of Belfort?

There are too many perfumes here!

-Mr. Sébastien!

-What's up? I'm busy.
-M. Vauban is about to leave.

This trunk should be
loaded onto his carriage.

-Oh!

Okay. This castle,
really isn't my thing.

-Well, Lupin...

What an entrance!

Did M. Lully hire you for a ballet?

Oops. Oh...

-Ariane, I'm not here to read a book,
Belfort could be danger.

-Huh?
-Help me find him.

-But what are they doing?

-Help!

-I beg you...

-Help me!

-Can you hear that?
That's Belfort's voice,

I'd put my money on it,
that it's coming from in there.

Boo!

-AH! HELP!

-I'll get you out!

-Lupin? Ariane?
Thank you, my friends.

-You're very welcome.

If it hadn't been for me,
Lupin wouldn't have found you.

-Hurry, Belfort.
No, my dear Lupin.

I don't want to pose anymore.

-What?

-I don't deserve this collar,
Tane and Ponne are right.

I'm not worthy
to be a royal dog.

I'm not worthy
to be in a painting.

-Hum?
-Oh...

-HM...

-What's wrong with your head?
-Wake up.

Take a look at me.

I'll never live up to my

family's expectations.
I'm a lousy dog.

-All right, listen.

Okay, you're not athletic.
You've got no nose.

And you're afraid of
just about everything.

But you've got one quality
your family will never have.

You've got heart.

That's why your master
loves you so much. So do I.

You're the most dignified
dog I've ever known, buddy.

Belfort...

You must pose for this painting.

-OH!

-Oh!

-You're back?

-What's the matter with you
people? Don't you have a life?

-Leave it, I'll take care of it.

-You're too lame to

deserve this portrait!

-I'm Belfort, son of Diane
and dog of His Majesty!

-OH...

-OH?

-Admittedly, I'm not fast, strong,
with scent, and with contempt for others...

But I'm going to pose for this portrait,
commissioned by my master,

whether you like it or not.

-Yeah, all right!

-All right, then.

Make way.

-Mission accomplished.

-Oh!

Ah, there he is. Come
on, let's get started.

-I was worried
I wouldn't see you.

But here you are, radiant, elegant
and with your nose held high.

-Thank you, Mother.

-Try to stay still.

We're about to make history.

-You don't belong in the castle.
-Get lost, you good-for-nothing!

-I prefer to be a good-for-nothing
than a serpent. Bye suckers.

-A what?

-At the bright spring
Going off on a walk

-Boo.

-There is justice.

See you later, snakes.

-Majesty, I'm sorry
to have lost Belfort.

Please forgive me.

I failed you.

I deserve the galleys.

I'm sorry to have lost...
Belfort?

Oh...

-Well, what do you think?

-It's classy.

And a hell of resembling.

You're a real dog.

-If I'm on this painting,
it's thanks to you.

-Belfort, if one day you still doubt yourself,

come take a look at this portrait.
It'll remind you of who you are.

-Thank you, my dear Lupin.
Thank you for everything.

Oh...

-Well... Afterwards, you
have to see it at home...

And it takes up a lot of space.
-Lupin...

-In the time of King Louis XIV,

the camera hadn't been invented.

Paintings were the best way
to capture the memory of a person,

or an animal.

The Sun King loved so much his dogs,
that he commanded portraits of his dogs

to the talented painter
Alexandre-François Desportes.

In order to paint them
faithfully,

the painter observed the dogs
down to the smallest detail, for hours.

He could paint character and emotion

and movement of the dogs.

He inscribed their names
in gold letter on the painting

to better recognize them.

These paintings sometimes measured
over 3 meters in width and height,
Note: 9,85 feet

huge.

Still today, at Versailles
or in many museums,

you can admire Louis XIV's favorite dogs,

like Diane, Tane, Ponne, Nonnette.

Back then, these royal dogs

were real stars.