01x12 - Darkblade

[bunniefuu]

In the daytime, I'm Marinette,

just a normal girl with a normal life,

but there's something
that no-one knows yet,

because I have a secret.

♪ Miraculous! Simply the best! ♪

♪ Up to the test when things go wrong! ♪

♪ Miraculous! The luckiest! ♪

♪ The power of love, always so strong! ♪

♪ Miraculous! ♪

Ladybug and Cat Noir
saved Paris again.

And yet again, I hope I have time

to finish my magic box.

[Tikki]
What's it for?

To lock up my diary and secrets.

[Tikki]
Every secret?

You write everything in there?

Well... yeah. Why?

First, what if someone finds out
you're Ladybug?

And two, what if
someone finds out your ladybag?

Not gonna happen. Try it.

Hey!

It works.

Mr. Bourgeois was re-elected

as mayor of Paris for the 4th term.

Here, we see him with his daughter.

Look at Chloe.

acting as if she were the mayor.

Which reminds me,
class elections are tomorrow!

What's bad about that?

Chloe is running for class rep,

the person who cares about herself
more than students.

Well, maybe you should run.

I totally would

but I've enough to do
with Ladybug and my schoolwork.

But if you believe in something,
you have to try.

It's better to fail trying
than not trying.

Maybe.

Don't underestimate yourself.

Mr. D'Argencourt,
Bourgeois's opponent,

and a fencing instructor

at Françoise Dupont school,
was pummelled in the polls,

with the least number
of votes in Paris history.

I'm gonna be late for school, again.

See? This is what I'm talking about.

[teacher] Chloe is running
for class representative.

Sabrina will be her deputy.

Any other candidates?

- Yes, Kim?
- N-Nothing.

I'm sorry. I...

The bus...

[coughing]
Dry throat.

Chloe is running again.

She's been class rep
since kindergarten.

[gasping] Why don't you run?

You'd be an awesome rep.

No can do. My blog is a full-time job.

[teacher] Alright,

I'll give you
until the end of lunch to decide.

[Chloe] Or I'll tell everyone.

[chattering]

What did Chloe say this time?
She offered to go on a date you?

She said she'd tell everyone
I'm afraid of spiders.

She said I'd get kicked out
of Scrapbooking Club.

And you know I love all that
colourful paper and gluing.

I don't care about running.
What's your excuse?

[hesitantly] Well, I'm ... really busy.

With what, oversleeping?

Well, no... but...well...

I guess I would run if no one else did.

Do any new candidates
want to run against Chloe?

[groaning]

[sigh] No.

[whimpering]

[groaning]

Chloe and Sabrina are the only candidates,

so there's no vote. Chloe, Sabrina...

I'll run!

Wonderful! Develop your campaign

and have a speech ready
for tomorrow when we vote.

[chattering]

Let's hear the scoop on your campaign.

How are you gonna represent?

Represent?

I have no idea.
I can't believe I raised my hand.

Way to go, Marinette.

You spoke from the heart.
It was truly authentic.

[gasping] Oh... thanks.

When you win, can we get new chairs?

Ours are so hard I can't think.
Maybe pink ones!

Could we listen to music in the library?

[mumbling] You know... I... you know.

[nervous laugh] Sure, Juleka.

Adrien!

Can Marinette count on your vote?

Sure, depending on her speech.

Better get cracking then.

I've watched how my daddy wins elections.

I'm going to follow in his footsteps.

I know just how to win.

By having the best campaign?

Whatever!

The secret to winning

is ruining your opponent's reputation.

Softer chairs...

music in library,

whatever Juleka said.

I'm writing down all the issues.

I just have to get it all in my speech.

I'm proud of you. I'm sure you'll win.

You'll be an awesome rep.

They're relying on me to defeat Chloe,

even Adrian, do you realise that?

[phone vibrates]

- Marinette, battles on.
- Why?

Chloe invited everyone
to her campaign launch.

She's got Jagged Stone coming.

Seriously? Jagged Stone my favourite star.

I love him!

[groaning] As does everyone else.

She's trying to buy votes with autographs.

Not if I have anything to say about it.

Meet you there.

[dramatic music]

[bell rings]

I'm going in, Chloe.

[bell rings]

- Hello.
- Hi, there.

Marinette borrowed my math book
but I need it back.

She isn't here.

I've got customers to attend to.
Go on up if you don't mind.

I'd be glad to, thanks.

[struggling]

[struggling]

Wow, Mr. D'Argencourt.

You're on fire. That was some att*ck.

It ought to be. This manoeuvre
was developed by my ancestor,

- Darkblade.
- Darkblade?

Darkblade conquered Paris
and ruled over it with an iron fist

until he was overthrown
by a wealthy Frenchman

who used gold to buy
the loyalties of the people.

Not long ago, my ancestors' flag
was waving above Paris.

Is that why you ran
in the election, to seek revenge?

Par le fer.
Who dost we have hither?

Nadia Chamack.
Don't be bemused, it's just The News.

Do you have anything to say about
your "landslide defeat"?

Hey, you. How did you get in here?

- Time to go.
- Get back here.

Here endeth the lesson.

[evil voice] A loser and an utter failure,

the perfect candidate
to lobby my own campaign.

[dramatic music]

[whooshing]

Fly away, my evil little Akuma,

and take control of this defeated fighter.

[dramatic music]

Mr. D'Argencourt, someone said

"You're stuck in the dark ages."
What do you have to say to that?

Poisonous wretch.

Stop thou venomous questions?
Be gone, you pain in the neck!

[groaning]

[roaring]

[dramatic music]

[whooshing]

[Hawk Moth] Darkblade,

in return for these powers,

capture Ladybug's
and Cat Noir's Miraculouses.

When the flag of mine ancestors
flies once again upon City Hall,

then to thee I shall be indebted.

[dramatic music]

Anything y-you'd like to say
about your transformation

- into a...
- Darkblade,

the Lord of Paris.

[zapping]
[gasping]

Thou shalt become mine knights.

Soon mine army shalt be
immense and unstoppable.

We shalt take City Hall

and reclaim the throne
from Bourgeois, the usurper.

[Plagg] That's some medieval madness.

Time to transform.

Plagg, claws out!

[lively music]

What a great beast
to join our conquest.

[chanting]
PAR LE FER! PAR LE FER!

[D'Argencourt]
Let us to battle, knights!

PAR LE FER!

The people chose Bourgeois over you.

Thy peoples matter not to me.

D'Argencourt was defeated,
not Darkblade.

En garde!

Chloe,

I'm in. What am I looking for?

Anything,
as long as it's totally embarrassing.

Wait... I have one just like this.

How about... a ball of yarn?
Or a screwdriver.

No, dingbat, a disgusting photo of her,

or some tacky clothing.

Dig around a bit.

[gasping] How about her diary!

Wow, you can actually do something
when you put my mind to it.

[shrieking]

Sabrina? Sabrina!

Welcome all,

to the launch
of Chloe's electoral campaign.

And a special thank you

to world-famous popstar
Jagged Stone for endorsing her

If you vote for me,

you'll get free tickets
to Jagged's next concert.

[she screams]

[angrily] You got an autograph?

Yeah. Got you one, too.
Sorry, couldn't help myself.

No, I'm not falling for it.

But I'll forgive you if you vote for me.

[struggling]
[groaning]

[groaning]

How did I not see that coming?

Take him.

[roaring]

Not a minute to be wasted.

City Hall awaits us!

City Hall?

You go first. I'll catch up.

[panting]

What took you?
You better have her diary.

I did... sorta.

What's that?

When I grabbed the diary,
this crazy box closed on my hand.

And I'm supposed to believe you?

[angry sigh] Why do I bother?

Do you realise you're being bribed?

Concert tickets are awesome,
but they won't solve our problems.

What's your campaign then?

Well... I'm...

I think cushions are
more realistic than new chairs.

Your cushion could be pink.

I'll see about music in the library,
using headphones.

Remarkable.
You actually sound like a class rep.

Too bad you have no chance of winning.

A word?

My diary! What were you...?

If you don't pull out,
all your secrets will be revealed.

Don't! I mean... What secrets?

We'll find out,

as soon as I get my hands on a chainsaw.

Oh ye, oh ye!
Darkblade shalt speak now.

Listen or be imprisoned!

Henceforth,
my flag shalt fly over thy kingdom.

Bourgeois, pathetic knave,
come hither and do battle!

What did he say?

Basically, he's gonna bust you up.

Ask my secretary for an appointment.

[cackling] Bow down to Darkblade

or feel the wrath of mine sword!

PAR LE FER! PAR LE FER!

[charging]

[crashing]

Take him!

Do you only know heavy metal?

[struggling]

[groaning]

[struggling]

[Cat Noir laughs]

Ouch. Cat Noir, hurry.

[knights groan]
Nice warmup.

Par le fer!

[roaring]

[struggling]

Is that the sound of crazed fans?

I can get them under control.

[awful singing]

[struggling]

[roaring]

Behold, a minstrel.

Guys, guys, I know you love me,
but no reason to fight over it.

Are you the usurper's champion?

Say what?

- No!
- What are we gonna do?

- The doors, quickly!
- The doors, quickly!

- Quit, Chloe.
- Quit, Chloe.

[Darkblade]
Kneel before thy flag of Darkblade.

Bow down before mine eyes.

Cloe, what should we do?
What would a class rep do?

Well, if you vote for me

I'll give you an answer... tomorrow.

But we can't wait that long.

Then tough luck. Ask someone else.

[lively music] Tikki, we need to talk.

What are you going to do?

Cat Noir needs Ladybug,
but the students need me too.

Trust your instincts.

[roaring]

[roaring]
[thudding]

[Marinette]
Lock the doors

and the windows.

Quickly!

Nino, Juleka, Rose,
Mylene, Alya come with me.

Good job, girl.

Now there's a future class rep
in the making.

Well, I was going to say
the exact same thing.

Sabrina, Ivan, Kim,
go and lock the doors.

Charge!

Barricade the entrance.

[thudding]
[roaring]

[Nino] Hurry.

[roaring]
[thudding]

[thudding]

- I hope Cat Noir's OK.
- Time to retreat.

Sir, we have to go.

This way.

I'll catch up.
I'll close all the windows.

They should be safe now.

Tikki, spots on!

[lively music]

Back off, tin cans.

Cat Noir, over here.

[groaning]

Sorry, I was busy
doing damage control inside.

I was managing just fine
but it's always nice to see you.

Column formation!

[grunting]

[crashing]

[roaring]

[groaning]

Strike!

Cursed colourful acrobats.

[dramatic music]

[whooshing]

[struggling]
Pull!

[shouting]

Why the roof?

- Some of them anyway.
- The flag.

Tallyho!

[cackling]

Once mine coat of arms flies here,

I shalt reign supreme.

- The Akuma's in his sword.
- How do we get it?

By getting close to him.

[panting]

[she roars]

[she screams]

[groaning]

Cat Noir!

Don't let him get his banner!

[groaning]

Villains. Thou impress me not.

By the blade of darkness, I declare

all peoples of this kingdom
are henceforth mine!

[whooshing]

[dramatic music]

[whimpering]

Bow to King Darkblade!

[dramatic music]

[whooshing]

[dramatic music]

[whimpering]

[dramatic music continues]

[cackling]

Soon thou shalt join my army,
you venomous insect.

Not... so... fast! En garde!

[struggling]

[dramatic music]

Soon Ladybug and Cat Noir
will meet their doom.

[cackling]

[struggling]

We'll be turned into knights.

[dramatic music]

[whimpering]

PAR LE FER!

Lucky charm!

[lively music]

[confused] OK?

[questioning sigh]

[tinkling]

Let's hope he's ticklish.

[struggling]

Not this time.

[struggling]

[struggling]

[dramatic music]

[laughing]

[she roars]

[whooshing]

No more evil-doing for you, Akuma.

Time to de-evilise!

[lively music]

Gotcha!

Bye-bye, little butterfly.

Miraculous Ladybug!

[twinkling]

[whooshing]

[bubbling]

[confused sigh]

POUND IT!

[he gasps] Gotta take off. See ya.

Our duel is not over, my dear Ladybug.

At the end of our battle,

I will rule!

[dramatic music]

[lively music]

[bleeping]
[whooshing]

Great job.

You proved you can be
both Ladybug and class rep.

It wasn't easy
but I'm glad I tried,

If I hadn't
I'd never have known I could do it!

Where were you?

- Hiding under a rock?
- Very funny.

I got... transformed into a knight.

So did I. What a 'knightmare".

Now this is all over,
I want my personal items back.

[gasping]

What are you talking about?

Yes, please take it off.

Thank you.

Got an explanation, Chloe?

I told you I never took her diary.
I'm offended at you accusing me.

Then how did you know
my diary was in here?

[gasps]

Well... I...

Sabrina told me. It was all her idea.

So uncool.

Now we know nobody will vote for Chloe.

You're gonna be our new class rep.

Not so fast.

See? She's undependable.

She's already giving up.

No, I'm not. I want to be voted in fairly

not because
you don't want to vote for Chloe

but because you believe in me.

I won't make promises I can't keep,
I won't get you everything you want,

but I am resourceful,
and I know how to prioritise.

I'm good at listening and multi-tasking.

Representing you all is what I believe in

and I believe in myself.

So vote for Marinette
for class representative.

[cheering]

What are you doing?
Are you out of your mind?

[groaning] What are you good for?

By majority vote,
Marinette is the new class representative

and Alya will be her deputy.

You'll be able to do your blog
and be deputy.

We can do anything
if we put our minds to it.

I'm with you, girl.

[chuckling]

[happy music]