01x21 - Fou D'artifice

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Firework enthusiast

- No,

I don't want to go!

- Come on Lupin, we said we'd go together!

Preparation of fireworks aren't something
you see every day!

Tell him, Belfort!

- Yes, Louis, my master,
loves fireworks so much.

Lupin, aren't you curious to know how this
magnificent display of color and light is made?

- Not at all, no!

I don't like fireworks.

Booms make you jump, they break your ears,
they make smoke that stinks and they clog your nose!

- Well, we're off.
Come along Artus.

- Enjoy the party!

But be careful, don't get too close.

Fireworks can be dangerous.

- Don't worry!
We know what we're doing.

- Hey Artus, first one there's a sissy.
Note: Yes, he says that. It's to show how stupid they are.

- I hope they don't do anything stupid.

- Relax, everything's fine.

Come on, I've got to show you
something really cool.

- Are you sure, my dear Lupin?

It's a strange sensation.

Oh! But not unpleasant.
- You see?

It's the best tree for
scratching your back.

And believe me, I've tried loads of them.

- Ah yes, there it is, right there!

That's Madame Rosa having
trouble digesting her peanuts again.

- It looked like a test
fire for the fireworks.

- Maybe it was.

Right, ok... My turn now!
Oh, it's just right!

There's no denying
life's simple pleasures...

I could spend my days doing this!
Oh! There's Artus!

- Well, what's he doing?

- And why isn't Marcus with him?

All this tells me nothing worthwhile.

Artus!

Are you all right?

- Where's Marcus?

- Marcus! Marcus!

Sorry, I don't know any Artus or Marcus.

And who are you, anyway?
Have we been introduced?

- Uh, well...

My name is Belfort.
- And I'm Lupin.

Artus, we're buddies.

- I don't think we are.
But it's nice to meet you.

- Come on, Artus!

We spoke 2 minutes ago!

- You must have me
confused with someone else.

Goodbye, gentlemen, and have a nice day.

- Has he lost his memory?
- Er... Yeah, but what about Marcus?

If he's not with Artus,
something must have happened.

Follow me.

- Artus!
- I don't know any Artus!

On the other hand, I have the
impression I've met you before.

- Yes, here in Versailles.
- Versailles?

What is it? Can you eat it?

- My dear Lupin, why
don't you go and sniff Artus?

Maybe you'll find a scent in his
feathers, a lead, to find Marcus.

- God idea, I'll do that.

- Hey!

What the hell are you doing?

Stop it, that tickles!

- Can you smell something?
- I smell something burning, Belfort.

I mean, it smells like burnt, like smoke.
- Burnt?

Now that's disturbing!

- Wait, I've got a lead!

- Hey, your friend's not clean.

- You think you have Marcus scent?

- The burnt smell comes from the sky.

But the trail stops
here because I can't fly.

- But if the burning smell is
coming from the air,

it must be what we heard earlier,
the fireworks test shot.

- Yeah!
I think you're right.

- I hope nothing serious
has happened to Marcus.

- Hey, sparrow birdbrain, you really
don't remember anything?

- Me, a sparrow?
You're mistaking, I'm a golden eagle!

What ?

- How dare you insult me like that?

By the way, I'm going to accompany
you, as you might need my protection.

Nature's a dangerous
place for little cute rabbits.

- What are you
talking about? We're not rabbits.

I'm a wolf and Belfort is a...

- A wolf, really?
That's the best part. Very funny.

You're too nice to be a wolf.
You can believe me.

You're little rabbits and that's
nothing to be ashamed of.

- Yeah, right...

Apollo's basin, this is where
fireworks are usually set off.

- But there's nothing here.

Maybe they've changed the location.

It wouldn't surprise me.
Humans love to change things.

- You're right. It's possible.

- Where did Artus go?

No, but you've got to be kidding me...

If you're a golden eagle,
then I'm an African elephant.

- Hi Marcel...

and the other Marcel.
Have you seen a fireworks display around here?

- Yes, but you're too late.

The show's long over.

- You call that a show?
It was too short this year.

- Yes, one lousy rocket, and nothing else!

- It wasn't really the fireworks,

it was just a test shot.
A test, if you like.

Do you know where this rocket came from?

It would help us find Marcus.

Yes, we saw it.
It came from over there.

- What are you talking about,
it came from the north.

- No, it came from the west!
Make an appointment for your eyes.

- Oh... Why can't it ever be easy?

- Don't listen to them, because it's well known
that our elephant friends have no sense of direction.

In addition, they're afraid of mice.

- Mice... Of course! Let's go see...
- Gazette.

He was going to say Gazette.
I knew it.

Yippee.
Come on, everybody back to the castle.

- If anyone knows about
tonight's fireworks,

it's Gazette.
All clear. Let's go !

Why do they always wax
the floor when I come?

- Poor little rabbit...
- You know what the little rabbit says?

- What a beautiful golden eagle I am!

- We must hurry.

You can't be seen here.

- That low-down wolf again!
You don't belong here, go away!

- Greetings to you

too, Mr Chevalier.

Don't worry, we won't stay long.

- I've never seen such
gorgeous plumage on a hen!

- What do you mean, a hen?

I'm not a hen!

- Come on, I know a hen when I see one!

You're hot.

- Gazette! Gazette!

- Belfort, Lupin, how nice to see you.

- Yeah, same here.
- We need your help.

Marcus is missing.

- How awful!
Poor Marcus. And poor Artus.

- You have beautiful eyes, you know.

- Artus has gone a bit crazy.
He doesn't even remember his best friend.

Just imagine!
Belfort, what if it happened to us?

- Don't despair,
I'm sure everything will work out.

Gazette, do you know where the test rocket
was fired from? The one we heard earlier.

- Please come with me.

Come on!

- Well, you certainly have beautiful colors, but admire
how my warbling match my golden eagle plumage.

- Artus!

We're on the move!
- Yes, my rabbit. I'm coming.

This hen thinks she's a parakeet,
can you believe it?

- This is the office of the scientist
in charge of all fireworks at Versailles.

- Artus!

Be careful not to break anything.

- It's very exciting.
Have a look!

Fireworks are made from black powder
and pigments,

this mixture is put into paper tubes, the
wick is lit, then you step back and boom!

- Ah, no, no!

No boom!

No boom!
Zero boom.

Boom, no!

- Lupin doesn't really like fireworks.

- I don't blame you. They're
noisy and can be dangerous.

But if the powders or the fuse
get wet, the rocket is unusable.

- That's why we never set
off fireworks when it's raining.

Oh! It's Louis' handwriting, my master!

- A message from the king!

- It says: "The fireworks shall
be fired from the Apollon fountain.

While the king and court will
observe it from the water parterre."

The usual!

- We came from Apollo's
basin and saw nothing.

- That's very strange.

Quickly!

Someone's coming, hide!

Artus, what are you doing?
You've got to hide, quick!

- Ah, here he is.

How could you forget
the fireworks launch plan?

Well, all's well that ends well.
Let's get back to the workshop.

- Cuckoo!

Hello there. Aren't you His Majesty's dog?

What are you doing here?

Oh, well... I'd stay and play
with you, but we've got work to do.

Let's go.

- You can come out now.

Thanks for your help, Gazette.

- You're welcome, folks.

- Nice to meet you. You're
very helpful, for a goat.

- Uh... Long story.

- Let's follow M. Villette,
he'll take us to the fireworks.

- And Marcus?

- Let's hope so, my dear Lupin.

- You, be careful with the powder,
only put in the dose you need.

Hop hop hop, enough wasted time.

- YES SIR.

- That explains it!

Humans are still making rockets,
that's why there's nothing at Apollo Basin.

- It still smells burnt.
Like an Artus's feathers.

- It must be the smell of the
gunpowder Gazette was talking about.

Lupin, can you smell Marcus around?

- No !

This black powder smells too
strong and masks the other smells.

We'd have to get closer, but it's
risky, with all those humans around.

- Golden eagle to the rescue,
my little rabbit!

Request for reconnaissance
flight authorization.

Eagles, we know a thing or
two about reconnaissance.

But what does he look like, Marcus?

- He looks just like you.

- I'll find him in no
time! We're in business!

Negative! Apart from me,
there's not a golden eagle in sight.

- All right, that's it! I'm on it.

Marcus! Marcus!

Marcus.

- Belfort!

What are you doing here? No, no, no, no, no!
Animals aren't allowed here.

It's too dangerous. Go away!

- I found Marcus.

I think he's in a rocket, asleep.

- What?

- He's in one of the rockets.

Right there!

- But how did this birdbrain
end up in a rocket?

- Again?! That's the 2nd rocket
you've wasted by accident!

How will I look in front of the king if his fireworks
go up in smoke before the scheduled time?

- Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

- Oh yes, I am!

However, I don't dare believe it.
It's just... incredible.

- We're talking about Artus and Marcus here,
there's nothing incredible about it.

Trust me, if Marcus is in that rocket,
it's because he fell in,

without the humans seeing him.

- If he fell in the rocket,

it's because he had to
fall in it from the sky!

- And fell from the sky,

because it must have been hit in mid-air.

- By the 1st rocket

which was fired by accident!

- And that's why Artus lost his memory.

Because of the shock.

- But it's all becoming clear!

- Coming from those two
knuckleheads, I wouldn't be surprised.

- We need a plan to get Marcus
out of this rocket, and fast!

Before the fireworks start.

- It's getting dark,

come on, it's time.

Meet me at Apollo's fountain to
set up the rockets. And fast.

- YES, SIR.

- Don't forget to put the powder
away, so it doesn't get wet if it rains.

- YES, SIR.

- I think we'll drop the plans.

Time to improvise.
Let's go!

I'll create a diversion,
you get the rocket.

- And what do I do, rabbits?

No problem, I'll take
care of the dromedary.

- Boo.

A wolf! Help!

- Uh-oh, we're stopping, if you don't mind.

- Hi Lupin. What's up, baby?

- Just fine. Your move, Belfort.

- Hurry, M. Villette could be back
any second.

- Marcus! Marcus!
Where are you?

- Listen to me, dromedary,
don't you dare move!

The golden eagle is watching
you and I'm watching you!

- Hurry up!

- Hey rabbits, don't just stand there!

- Marcus.
- Hey rabbits!

Have your big ears stopped working?

- We shouldn't hang around here!
- I guess you're right.

You go, I'll find Marcus.

- Bye!

- Mr. Villette, that's not a wolf,
it's Belfort, Her Majesty's dog.

- Belfort?

What are you doing here?

Come down and stay away from the rockets!

It's dangerous!

We've wasted enough time!

The sun's about to set, let's go!

- Good heavens!
Marcus is eluding us again!

- I think we're going to need reinforcements.
- Good idea.

You and Artus delay the humans, save time.

I'm off to the menagerie.

- Les Marcel, we need you.
It's an emergency.

- Elephants! You hear the rabbit!
Let's move it!

- There are lots of swans
on the sh**ting range.

- What's wrong with everyone today?

- Help!

- Go and chase away those
damn birds, in the name of the king!

- Get moving!

Some days we'd be better off stay in bed...

- Help!

- Marcus, can you hear me?
It's me, Lupin.

Hello? It's dark in there! Artus!

- Marcus, this is Artus, a golden eagle.
We haven't met, but I'm here to help you.

- What do you mean, a golden eagle?

- A few swans of misfortune aren't going
to stop me from setting off the fireworks!

- Help!

- I don't like the sound of
that... It hurts my ears too much.

- It's okay, don't worry, I'm here.

- It's about time!

Stand back gentlemen,
I'll light the wicks.

- Artus, is that you?

- OH!
- Marcus!

- Guys, this isn't funny!

- Oh no, I don't want to watch!

- Golden eagle to the
rescue! Here we go!

- Oh, you beast!

What the...

Belfort! The candle!

- Mrs Rosa... Charge!

- What, now...

You've got to be kidding me! I can't
believe it! These animals are driving me crazy!

- Sir, His Majesty is getting impatient.

The fireworks must start now.

- Give me that!

- Oh no, a lantern! How
are we going to put it out?

- Can someone please turn on the light?

- He mustn't light them!

- Marcus, open the door!

- Oh, dear!

Well, so much for my decorum,
but when you've got to go, you've got to go!

- Monsieur!
His Majesty is getting impatient!

Please start the fireworks immediately!

This is Versailles, not a circus!

- Immediately Bontemps, immediately!

Free at last! Artus!

- Marcus!

Wow!

Don't worry Lupin, I'm here with you.

- Fireworks were invented in China,
a long time ago,

thanks to the manufacture of an expl*sive,
black powder.

Years later, during the reign of
the Sun King, fireworks accompanied

the great events of Versailles, and
were the occasion for magnificent shows.

The manufacture of fireworks is a science
whose specialists are called artificers.

Among them was François Villette, engineer and
expert firework maker at the court of Louis XIV.

At the time, the fireworks were
so impressive that many spectators

wrote about them in their letters,
which have been preserved.

We know, for example, that in 1674,
a large boat with a dragon's head

sailed into the Grand Canal,
carrying a gigantic volcano of fire.

Even today, fireworks displays are regularly
organized at the castle of Versailles.

to give visitors a glimpse
of the Sun King's grandiose festivities.