Zarafa Page #2

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Impossible!

Impossible?

You've been wanting to do this for years!

And now, you chicken out!

All right.

We leave this night.

Our fate is in your capable hands.

Give Zarafa to the King of France, and we are saved.

In Paris, go see a man named Saint-Hilaire.

He is the most renowned scientist in Europe.

He'll help you.

Then, you will hand-deliver this message to the King.

Alexandria shall be freed, this I swear.

Your balloon is awesome!

What are you doing?

Loading the cows.

The cows?

I thought we bring only the giraffe!

We need the cows to feed Zarafa.

Why not bring Benur also?

Benur stays.

He will take Maki to the South.

Can I come with you?

Not a chance!

We are taking Zarafa to France.

France?

Where is it?

Far away.

Very far.

Come down now.

No! Not without Zarafa!

She doesn't belong to you!

Free her!

Don't spoil everything.

You are free now.

I hate you!

I'll talk to him.

You love that giraffe, huh?

I promised her mother I'd take care of her.

Let me come with you.

Let me keep my promise.

Feelings only bring troubles.

Hay for the cows.

Where is he going?

Benur is taking him home.

Without saying goodbye.

Well, I'd like to leave before the Turks wake up.

Ready?

This is madness.

We did it!

Not yet.

To reach the warm currents, we must do like the geese

We need to go high.

I told you it was stupid to load the cows.

Throw everything you can, it's our only chance.

No, not that!

We did it.

So?

No cows, no hay.

Besides, you are allergic.

So...

who's next?

No one can beat you, Bouboulina.

Are my men men or women?

Incoming cows!!

What the heck?

Malaka!

Cows are falling from the sky now?

Malaka

You put the kid...in the hay?

I can believe someone can be so...so stupid!

He is alright.

Alright?

On a pirate ship?

Who are you, kid?

I am Maki. On a mission from the Pasha of Egypt.

We're bringing a treasure to France.

A treasure?

Yes.

Where is this treasure?

There!

Let's eat the cows and throw the kid to the sharks.

I am sick of fish soup.

We want moussaka!

Kepta duona!

Beef balls!

Hamburgers!

Beef steaks!

I like you.

Follow the balloon.

So..

you see him?

What is he doing?

Dancing.

Tell me, Bouboulina...

you really believe his story?

I don't know...

but the kid is so determined...

I think there is something of great value in that balloon.

Ma...la...ka

Tell me kid. What is in the balloon?

Precious stones?

No, my treasure is much more precious than stones.

Gold?

What is gold?

Gold...

is beautiful!

Shines like the sun...

My treasure is even more beautiful.

Marseille!

My poor Zarafa, my country is beautiful but...

it's not a country for you.

- Maki was right

- You are talking to a giraffe.

So?

You talk to Benur.

It's not the same thing.

Why? Because Benur understands you?

We land here before going to Paris.

I need to reinflate the balloon.

My time has come.

Gentlemen!

Would you like to earn another gold piece?

So...

where is the kid?

Where is the kid?

With me!

Come get him if you dare.

We will meet again and then..

We'll meet again.

You told me that already.

You were right, Maki.

Your treasure is very beautiful.

Priceless.

I promised her mother to take her home.

Don't start, Maki.

I appreciate your courage and your help but

Zarafa must be brought to Paris as soon as possible.

The kid made a promise, he must keep his words.

One must always keep one's promises.

Says Bouboulina.

Allright, you won, Maki. We go home.

Thank you.

You make good choices.

Take good care of him.

And we never know...

if you ever find yourself in Greece, come see me.

Ask for Bouboulina.

I...

err...

Sure.

Adios, Maki.

- Continue to keep your promises.

- Goodbye Bouboulina.

Head for Africa?

No.

Head for Paris.

What?

- But..

- It's your fault.

You didn't leave me a choice.

Zarafa and me will escape.

the moment your back is turned.

You will never see us again!

Snow.

So, this is snow.

I've never seen it before.

Be assured you will see plenty of it.

Snow?

Snow. It falls from the sky...like rain.

Light...like a leaf.

It's solid. And then, it becomes liquid.

And when you walk in it, first it's cold

then it burns you...like fire.

Yes. It's a wonderful thing, snow.

But also dangerous.

Pierce the balloon! With your sword.

Don't be sad. They are buddhist cows.

What is a buddhist?

According to their religion...

when they die, Mounh and Sounh

will be reincarnated as other animals.

Any animal?

Yes.

As an ant?

Why not?

Me, I prefer a lion.

A cheetah! A rhino! A panther! A crocodile!

An elephant! A mosquito!

A mosquito?

How funny!

To bite him!

And you? What animal would you be reincarnated as?

Me?

A giraffe!

Remember what I told you...

Sounh's spirit will join the body of another animal.

You are lying again.

Sounh?

It's Sounh!

In Paris, they went to the zoo at the Garden.

Malaterre went to repair his balloon.

What is a zoo?

It's a place where...

they put animals in cages.

Giraffa camelopardalis!

Come now, mr. Saint-Hilaire,

don't make us wait any longer.

There is is, your Majesty,

A gift from the Pasha of Egypt.

Magnificent...Splendid...Marvelous...

Saint-Hilaire!

What is that thing?

A Giraffa camelopardalis.

I mean...a giraffe, your Majesty.

Gi..giraffe?

Oh! What a beautiful giraffe!!

Hurrah for the King's giraffe!!

Look at its neck!

How ugly!

I like the patterns of its skin.

It will look nice in my lounge.

- What a neck!

- Longer than a chimney!

- Mom, I want one!

- Me too!

Hey, is it nice up there?

It rains, she is the first to get wet.

And I am the last.

Your Majesty, here are the people who

traveled all the way from Africa to France.

to bring you this giraffe.

France's very first giraffe, your Highness.

Very well.

So, you are the ones who brought this marvel to us?

Yes, your Majesty.

Your Majesty, from the Pasha of Egypt.

Alexandria is besieged.

How sad!

And the Pasha asks for our help.

- And what does he offer us in exchange?

- A giraffe!

What is your name, my brave man?

Hassan, your Majesty.

Well, Hassan. Go tell your Pasha that France

has other things to do than to fight the Turks.

And it's not with a giraffe that

you will persuade me to do otherwise.

The Kingdom of France is not a marketplace.

Then give us back Zarafa!

Saint-Hilaire!

Your Majesty?

Please make sure the monkey cages are securely closed.

I see one has escaped.

I am not a monkey!!

It's you who are...

What?!!

Please forgive him, your Majesty, he...

he...is just a kid.

Your Majesty, you know, when she grows up, she will be even bigger!

Really?

We'll see. We are keeping her.

Does it mean you will help us, your Majesty?

No. But a gift is a gift.

Come see Zarafa. The first giraffe ever seen in France.

What a pleasant surprise!

We accomplished nothing!

Come now, I'll take you home.

- Saint-Hilair took care of our return voyage.

We leave this night.

- Not without Zarafa!

Stop that.

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