War of the Buttons Page #2

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And here he is! Here he is!

You have not changed, dwarf.

Still the same size.

And always up for a party.

Do you remember?

Hey, we'll chop on their sausages,

we will chop them on?

For all the guys from

the north and south.

Damn Belgians who shoot themselves

in their own legs.

Damn Belgians who shoot

their own legs.

Have you seen him?

- No, have you?

Me neither.

Goodbye, mister Aztec.

You are always welcome, dwarf.

We are friends through thick and thin.

Thank you, captain... captain!

At ease! Quick march!

Hey, we'll make them share

their sausage, share their sausage

Oh, dwarf...

that's really your brother.

Super-secret operation!

Yes, he's drunk.

Shh! Enough is enough! Stop it!

There she is, there she is!

Where are the heads as here

are the a**holes!

You guys are hilarious.

So you've never touched it.

And you wouldn't know what

to do with it if you had.

I know what I need to do

to draw a girl's attention.

This works with her.

- Oh, really? Well, look.

Nothing's happening.

Hey... you're new?

- And you're Lebrac?

A... yes.

And, yes... are you not sure?

- I'm sure.

What do they say?

- I do not know.

Stop following me.

- I? Follow you?

Yes, you.

- You're not my type.

Am I not beautiful?

You're not bad.

But you're not blonde.

I heard about you.

- You bet! Everyone knows me.

I know you're the class clown.

And a poor student.

I just fall for intellectual

smart guys, mister Lebrac.

Lebrac!

- Oh, it's the same thing.

Why are you sulking?

- I don't sulk.

You are also like a fishing rod.

- Oh, it's because of

the zero on your spelling.

Since when is this sulking!

I do not sulk, I think.

About what do you think?

- On a strategy.

How do you know this strategy?

From his father. He served

in the colonies.

Yes we know.

Charge!

Slap c*cks!

Who are the mightiest of all?

The men from Velron!

You bastards!

- Slap c*cks!

You attacked us!

- Yes, thieves!

Slap c*cks!

- Sh*t heads!

So what is your strategy, anyway?

Listen up, guys.

'After this blatant... naked...

insolent... attack...

we have no other choice but

to play by their rules.

The war will be ruthless.

Blood and tears will flow

,

we will suffer losses

But such is the price of victory,

And ps... and therefore...

here I hate your speech!

In short

war is declared.

We kick ass like ass has never been kicked

that they will remember forever!

All this sounds real good,

but you have no plan, do you?

So what? I listened very carefully in class

about napoleon, king of France.

You mean emperor.

- It does not matter.

He was a brilliant strategist. As he

defeated the Prussians at waterloo...

uh huh, right - But what do we do?

I will explain my plan.

In a calm, secure place.

What do you want, little Gibus?

It's war, sir!

- Really?

You have it from me.

Until tomorrow, sir.

Wait for me guys!

No! You have to scare me.

You have to look menacing.

And yell at the same time.

Next.

- They think that we don't have the guts.

We'll take them by surprise.

This is called psychological warfare.

Charge!

These cretins attacked us!

Come on, follow me!

You wouldn't hurt a defenseless man!

You're lying!

- You're not a man. Can I kill him?

Yeah, run away!

- F*** off!

Get out!

Now who's a slap cock?

Death to all Velronians!

Let me go!

- What a dragonfly! Bring him here.

Help!

What are you doing?

Psychological warfare.

- It's okay.

First, we'll pull out your fingernails.

- Yes!

Then poke out your eyes.

Then we'll cut out your tongue.

And then we'll cut off your dick!

If we can find it.

And then your balls.

And who's a slap cock then!?

I'll tell my father!

- He can rot in hell!

And the pope too!

I'll tell the Aztecs... will send

a portion of rotting guts

Of rotting intestines to them

to ransom you!

Go to hell!

- And to the priest will tell!

The intestine had stretched thin!

Down with the priests!

All will say that Aztec the Velronians swine

was sent running with his pants down.

Backwards! Out!

And if you want another beating

come back again on Thursday.

We won the war?

No, just the battle.

Our war must have a name

to go down in his toy.

I know!

The war of the buttons!

Sometimes he says clever things.

I'm proud of you, shorty.

The war will end when all Velronians

are sent running bare-Assed.

Long live long Verne!

Follow me!

Miracle in long Verne.

I do not know what happened but you

seem to be in a state of grace,

Everything worked out right.

This is for you, little Gibus.

- Thank you.

Well, all except mister...

Lebrac!

As a reward we will visit the

museum of the prefecture.

The bus departs

tomorrow morning at 6:.00 am.

Sir?

Will I be staying here?

Am I still being punished?

No, you are going.

You will have time to learn the history of

antiquity, as well as our beautiful rivers.

Pay attention to the beauty

of the lines.

Admire their purity.

Here we see not only the talent

of the artist

But also the superiority of

the Aryan race in all its grandeur!

The Aryan race, which, of course,

is the greatest of all.

A controversial point of view.

Strange idea, do you think so?

I teach children to respect

differences between people

And treat everyone equally.

So I was raised.

Here's a result of such an education.

Your father...

- He was killed at Verdun.

And that's good thing. He would

not have tolerated your stupidity.

Well, I recommend that you all

practice sports.

Marvel at this

the handsome athlete.

Just a preternatural animal!

- This picture, dear children,

Is an ideal worth imitating,

some would say.

But, sir?

- Yes?

Did they fight naked?

Of course, young man.

To show their fearlessness

they fought almost entirely naked,

With only a sword and shield.

Their young bodies, hardened

by the struggle

Their torsos, shining like onyx, and

hips and thighs carved out of alabaster

And chest muscles, shining like jade,

shone out a challenge...

now follow me

to the hall of the archdiocese.

Forward.

Marvel at this

handsome athlete!

The beauty of his muscles!

The supremacy and purity of

the body of the Aryan race!

I am a Greek warrior!

This Greek warrior!

Have you seen my muscles?

They are very tiny.

Do you want an egg?

- Yes.

Here you go.

Violet...

here, you don't have much.

At home we have enough.

- Thank you, that's sweet.

You're a lucky guy.

Here, sir.

And what did you do?

- Nothing, nothing, I know him.

Brochard...

the fool booked a long ride, huh?

I had to clean the school.

Now I clean my county.

Down!

Here!

Hold her!

- Sarah!

Sarah!

Do not cry.

- Shut up!

In the car!

- Sarah!

Sarah!

Why do you treat them so?

What did they do wrong?

What did they do? Ask yourself,

why are we arresting Jews?

You should be ashamed.

You are right.

Family - Is very important.

Come on, baby. Mom's waiting

for you.

Do not cry!

Do you think that we let

this family determine our actions?

And, and you there?

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