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Dililì!

You! Know how to talk ... my language?

Yes. And better than you ... what I feel.

I'd like to meet you.

- Me too. - An appointment?

I will leave at half past six

from door 4.

- My name is Dililì. - I Orel.

I'm glad ... to make your acquaintance.

Me too.

- I brought you some fries. - Thank you.

HOT! What good ...

How can you speak? my tongue so good?

I had a very good governess.

Mrs. Michel.

And I was very lucky to meet the countess.

And who is it?

The bride of a returning ambassador in Paris on our own ship.

This ship.

I jealously guarded the flyer.

The Countess had been attracted by shouts of the organizer when he found me.

Found it?

They didn't want one like me in the crew that was about to arrive in Europe.

So I entered the ship without showing me.

When they found me, after days at sea,

it was too late to let me land.

The Countess defended me

and in the end I traveled in luxury in his company.

But most of all,

the countess taught me all words and ways

of his tribe.

Thank you.

More than one!

You can't go around alone.

Can I jump rope while we talk?

Sure.

I love jumping rope!

But they always forbade it

because it's not from ... canachi.

I admire you for how you got on that ship.

I had so much desire to see new countries!

And, I admit, I wanted to go to a country

in which I would not have been scolded because I have skin ... clear.

Who gives your different color?

I never knew my parents,

but one was French and the other canaco.

Here, they don't reproach me for too light skin ...

but for too dark skin!

Not me!

Yes, this is an advantage.

It is easy to distinguish between fools and the rest of the world.

But sometimes, I would like to be like everyone else.

And why not?

It is thanks to your diversity that others want to meet you.

I played to the end my job in the canaco village.

And I don't mind that it's over.

Will you return to your country now?

Not yet.

Parisians have been watching me for months,

now it's my turn to observe the Parisians.

Then I'll do it for you!

I know Paris like my pockets and also many people

because I am a courier.

My tricycle can take us anywhere you want.

Latest news! Another kidnapped child!

The Maschi Maestri have struck again! All about the last child that was taken!

You have strange habits.

But they are not habits!

Something never seen before, it's horrible!

The police are investigating!

But why are they kidnapping girls?

It's a mistery.

I recommend, never turn alone.

I don't think I'm the type that they seek.

You never know.

Anyway, on my bike you will be safe.

Look at this trabiccolo, there is also a pillow.

There are certainly more luxurious vehicles,

but they can't pass where my tricycle passes.

It will be wonderful!

And, by meeting people and ask questions,

we will solve the mystery of the Maschi Maestri

and we will free all those girls!

- Of course! - But now I have to go to the city.

Where is it? I'll take you!

Not this time, my carriage has already arrived.

- Good morning, Mr. Léon. - Miss.

Allow me to introduce you to Orel, Courier service.

Lord.

We can meet again tomorrow afternoon, at one o'clock, at this address?

Yup.

Goodbye, Orel!

Don't even try.

The Countess left.

The Countess...

Thank you, sir, but I'm here for your guest.

- Here we go! - Let's go where?

Let's go to Paris!

Paris is over, let her die in peace.

Paris is not over, we are here!

It is Mr. Renan, a historian.

He knows all about ancient Palestine,

but very little about today's Paris.

- What are you writing? - The names of the people I meet.

There are so many people in Paris what a risk of forgetting half of it.

What a joy to be with you in your tricycle!

My first day of vacation in Paris!

The Masks Masters have cleaned up another jewelry store

without leaving traces!

We are sure that they were Masters Masters?

They always leave a note that says:

"The Masters Masters will straighten out Paris!"

We will be ... to straighten out the Masters.

Stop, please! I would like to look at the poster.

Yeah, it's beautiful.

A great can-can dancer painted by a great painter.

No, I say the one below.

"Conference by Louise Michel.

Human rights: men with women. "

Who is Louise Michel?

A person who always says what he believes to be right,

whatever it does.

Some time ago he participated in the revolution

and has been deported for years on the other side of the Earth

in New Caledonia.

That is Kanaky! It's Mrs. Michel, my governess!

It is extraordinary!

I want to see her again let's go to the conference!

It's in fifteen days.

I would love to meet your governess with you.

I deliver these lemonades and return.

- Good morning ladies and gentlemen. - Good morning!

But you are the delicious virtuoso that jumped the rope!

Of course, I admired you yesterday while I was walking down the street!

I haven't recovered since yesterday!

How lucky to meet you again!

I need advice of a specialist.

I have to buy my baby a skipping rope.

Look...

the kiosk over there!

You could tell me which is the best rope

and in return I will buy you what you want.

Come, little fairy,

I'll take you ...

Don't worry! Come with me.

How beautiful!

He's gone.

I was sure you were interested to the Maschi Maestri.

I should have taken you to the pavilion instead of leaving you alone.

He didn't make me say a word, it all happened so fast!

We remain on guard.

My last job of the day will be more pleasant.

We have to go get school an adorable little girl.

Another kidnapped child in Montmartre!

- What a horror. - Read "L'Aurore"!

Read "La presse"!

Eve is Marie Curie's daughter,

who comes from Poland and married Pierre Curie.

They are a wonderful couple

of great researchers who love and support each other.

They received an award very prestigious: the Nobel prize.

Good morning!

- Good morning, Orel! - Hello boy.

- Hi, Eve! - Hi, Orel!

Meet Dililì, who will travel with you.

I'm happy to meet you.

Hi, Dililì.

You are "cahina".

Thanks, Eve, but it says "nice".

Cahina.

Nice.

Cahina.

- Mum! - My Eve!

She is Dililì.

Is cute!

But how well you speak!

Good morning Miss.

I am pleased to meet you.

Me too. Orel, come in, come on.

I made a cake for a snack.

Very good!

Mom, this cake is still better than the previous one.

Because I watch what happens, I take notes

and I improve what I do.

When I grow up... I will be a researcher, like you.

No! I'll do it.

Irène, there is room in the world for many researchers.

Madam, what do you know about Masters Masters?

Anything.

The little girl from Montmartre has been kidnapped

in front of the Bateau-Lavoir!

Orel, you have to go to the Bateau-Lavoir.

I hope to find clues at the Bateau-Lavoir.

Shall we go by the river?

No, on the Montmartre hill.

Bateau-Lavoir is the name of a building which hosts many artists.

Beautiful meetings to do.

Who will tell us what they saw.

- I didn't see anything. - Me neighter.

I still less. I don't even work here.

Picasso, on the other hand, saw everything.

Suzanne is right. This time they didn't even hide!

The road was deserted but I was facing the window.

A nice car she stopped by the child

that went up the hill with his heavy briefcase.

A gentleman offered himself to accompany her home.

Before I could shout: "¡Quedate with nosotros!"

The child had already got into the car, which has disappeared at great speed.

It is said that the car

was directed towards the Devil's Mill.

Does the Devil's Mill frighten you? They are just old stories.

Yes, but it seems that now it has become one of the accesses

to the Maschi Maestri domain.

- Then I'll go. - Me too.

You can't go there, pequeñita!

Then you will disappear like our little neighbor.

Stay here, I'll make you a portrait.

- Me too. - Me too.

- Me too. - Me too.

I would like that very much.

Your works amaze me.

I want to create, just like you.

But first you need to find the kidnapped girls and stop the Masters.

I'll come back as soon as it's done.

The tour around Paris continues ...

It hurts.

You know? I lived all this.

- You didn't tell me everything, then. - Neither you.

- It takes some time. - Yeah.

A beautiful little girl dressed so well

must have some change to give away.

No, I'm sorry.

They give me nice clothes, but no money.

But on ...

such a beautiful girl

must have something for a poor unhappy person like me.

I only have my dress

and I doubt you are.

So, kind of mulatto ...

- Do you also take the poor around? - Absolutely not!

Let us pass. We must make an urgent commission.

Come on, let them pass!

They are good guys who have nothing for you!

And where this commission should do a boy so clean?

At the Mill of the Devil.

Il Mulino del Diavolo?

All those who go there find death, and carry it!

Smammate! And don't come back.

It scared me.

Maybe one day I can do something for these people.

The first thing to do

it's never to become like him.

Already.

Here is the Mill of the Devil.

Someone repaired the fence and the gate.

Stay here, I'll check the inside.

There is no way I stay here.

First, I want to see with you.

And second, I'm afraid of staying here all alone.

All right.

Dililì,

don't go away!

Orel, are you hurt?

- Did you kill the dog? - No, I just kicked him.

He died of anger and he attacked me.

What is anger?

It's a deadly disease, as you can see.

First you start to drool excessively,

then you become bad

and then die.

Masters Masters have found a way terrible to get rid of intruders.

But you don't slobber

and you're always kind ...

Maybe it doesn't attack right away.

But won't you die?

The only one who can say it is Mr. Pasteur.

But I'm not able to pedal up to the Pasteur Institute.

Help! My friend is injured!

We need to bring it as soon as possible at the Pasteur Institute!

Help me, please!

Hurry up! He has anger!

No one will come to my rescue.

I do.

But you're too small for the tricycle.

We are at the top of the hill.

So we'll go down to the institute.

I don't have to pedal, I just have to move the handlebar.

I'm stronger than it seems.

- But you don't know the way. - But you do.

You will guide me.

Come on, try to pass.

Ready?

Yes, I recommend using the brakes, it's very steep.

I got it. You saved me, now it's my turn.

Turn right.

Move away, please!

Move away, please!

Move away, please!

I have a better idea ...

Move away, I have anger!

Move!

I have anger!

I have anger!

I have anger!

Oh no, it was left! This goes to the steps!

It does nothing, it's faster. Hold on!

Move!

I have anger!

- Pull the brake! - It does not work anymore!

The next one on the right!

Here we are!

Orel has anger!

Vaccinate him, please!

The disease does not spread quickly. You arrived here in time.

With this sting and the calls, you will be out of danger.

Thank you, Mr. Pasteur.

Thanks to Marie

and to all other colleagues and researchers.

Saving people is a good job.

Mr. Pasteur, what do you know about kidnappers?

Nothing unfortunately, but a voice turns:

suspicious people often wander at the Grenouillère farm,

one of our customers.

Orel, so I would have taken advantage of your excellent service,

to get them vaccinated, vaccines for cows.

But you won't be able to pedal, in these days.

I will not stop.

I will use the stream

and I will take advantage of it to observe the shady types

from the inside.

I wonder where the stream is.

Under the road.

After what happened we really need a quiet cruise.

But I still want to meet people ...

- People doing something. - We will meet on our way.

It is true that here certainly not lacking in people!

Except girls,

what they have been kidnapped and those closed at home.

How sad.

Yeah, now I understand why they are all dressed in mourning.

No, they dressed in black even before.

There is a law that obliges men to wear black?

No!

You have really strange habits ...

Where we are?

This is the entry of the artists Opera.

You will meet someone special, my friend Emma Calvé,

one of the largest soprano in the world.

I already told you about you.

Here is his car and his driver ... grumpy.

Don't leave it there! It annoys me!

After the move.

Good morning, Mr. Lebeuf. I present Dililì.

I am pleased to meet you.

Who is this monkey dressed up?

Lebeuf!

I understand your reaction very well,

because I also have a similar one.

Your face makes me think absolutely

to a pig.

What do you want to do? Hit a little girl?

Do you call her a child?

Where is Mrs Calvé?

I am not paid to give information!

Probably Emma is downstairs.

However I am very happy that do not think that I too look like a pig!

Of course I think so!

As I think of everyone. But you get used to everything.

And now I enjoy watching you.

You sing my melody perfectly.

But leave me again some time to think about it.

I thank you and I offer you today my most respectful tributes.

Ah, here are my two friends!

Dililì, here is Emma Calvé.

I am pleased to meet you.

You have just met Debussy, a young and promising composer.

But Orel, are you hurt?

No, it's just a scratch.

What's in that box?

Vaccines for cows.

For the Grenouillère farm.

I was wondering if we could go there with the swan.

Of course! Let's go and breathe in the countryside

and to greet my dear Impressionists.

Dililì must know them.

Moreover, they know something on Masters Masters.

Come on, get on!

Hello, sweet doll!

- Orel, my dear, are you driving? - Sure.

- It's like in Jules Verne! - Do you know Jules Verne?

Of course! I read the entire collection of the countess.

And I want to read more!

Instead Bergson is not my thing.

There is a bad smell.

We are in the sewers.

A method I often use to escape from certain admirers.

And then, I like to change scenery.

Orel, you're sad.

- No, no. - Yes, yes.

Lebeuf behaved badly with Dililì.

I dare not ask how. I'm ashamed.

That's life.

It is life, but it is a hidden wound which is added to others.

Poor little chick, come here, I'll cuddle you.

What is a "cuddle"?

You come on my knees, I hold you tight to me

and we remain so.

What's up?

They never taught me this technique is fantastic.

Yes, your friend has a beautiful voice.

He would leave anyone stunned.

What is this monster?

Instead you can sing to us a song of yours?

Sure.

The sun and the rain ...

But it's a song from here.

It's a song he taught us Mrs. Michel.

It's one of my songs.

Day and night

Flowers and fruits

He and he

She and she

She and he ...

I am pleased to meet you.

We too.

You are so good at the landscape.

You have beautiful colors.

But you are absolutely not painting the same thing!

Not this time.

Monet only thinks about color,

while Renoir thinks only of happiness.

But happiness is no longer there. They kidnapped girls.

What do you know about Masters Masters?

La Goulue honored me to pose for me

and he told me that the Moulin Rouge has become

a refuge for the Maschi Maestri.

I gave the cow vaccines and I...

Watch!

That submarine comes from the farm, load of food!

There are men inside with a nose ring,

who do not speak, but who paid lavishly.

No doubt we came across in the Masks Masters.

I'll watch them again tonight because I will go to the Moulin Rouge!

Me too!

But you are too young, they will never let you in.

I have my tricks.

A guard watches over the main entrance, but not the one on the back.

- It never comes here. - Would not be welcome.

My kind Orel, who did you bring?

Dililì, from Kanaky.

Madam, I am pleased to meet you.

Call me Colette, a little nocettina.

What are you doing?

I removed myself after the pantomime

which tells an Egyptian story written by my best friend.

While I dance I also show a little my body, because it's beautiful.

- It's generous of you. - It's an interesting activity.

Before, I wrote novels that my husband signed for me.

But I will no longer accept it, because I will start writing again.

Magnificent! I also write.

I have so much to tell!

I can't wait for you to post something.

Have you noticed any accomplice? of the Maschi Maestri here?

Not here. Suspected strangers do not hang out behind the scenes.

But they meet in the hall, mingling with the crowd.

But it is enough to talk about the Maschi Maestri.

Orel, your friend Toulouse-Lautrec draws at his table

and La Goulue dance!

Mr. Toulouse-Lautrec ...

what an honor to see you draw!

I'd like to draw like you.

Just do it. Draw and don't stop.

I looked everywhere but I didn't see anything.

Well, I have your suspect.

Look at this guy on the right.

I know everyone here

and I guarantee you that individual did not come to see La Goulue,

though he still gives us a look,

but to meet someone.

There are two glasses on the table.

Dililì, try to get close to eavesdrop.

Male Masters ready to conquer.

Paris beautiful, Paris marching.

In half an hour, the Master of the district will be at the Irish-American Bar.

It will give you the necessary instructions for the next attack in jewelry.

... Irish-American Bar.

For the poor!

What's a girl doing here?

You can enjoy an excellent show.

But it's not for kids!

How is it not for children?

I only see beautiful women that dance wonderfully.

But anyway! Who brought this baby here?

I've been carrying on my own for quite a while!

It is unheard of!

In such a dangerous time for little girls!

We'll think about it. This place is really too noisy.

We finish the evening at the Irish-American Bar.

Good idea!

It is famous for cocktails. Let's all go to the Irish-American Bar!

Let's see ...

Baby, you have talent!

Lautrec!

It is a pleasure to see you. I went to Durand-Ruel.

I have seen your works. Interesting. Keep working on it.

You have an admirable talent. See you later.

- Who is it? - The painter Degas.

In addition to the beautiful paintings of dancers,

his specialty is to say unpleasant things to people.

Degas just did your compliments to me? Poor Lautrec!

I die of happiness!

You're part of the greats, Henri. This is nothing new to us.

The carriage cannot be seen yet and it also starts to rain.

Don't worry, stop right away.

Makes everything nicer.

We come to keep you company, we'll be at the bar in two minutes.

Mr. Toulouse-Lautrec, I can give you a little space.

Dililì ...

He's right! And then I never have traveled on a tricycle.

Henri, are you serious?

Do I take up too much space?

No, I'm very comfortable.

I had never even seen it this panorama.

This time, however, we avoid the steps!

Such as? Did you go down the stairs?

Yes, it hurt the backside a little.

I want to try too, let's take the steps!

But, Mr. Lautrec, I can't do this to you.

When we sing the cherry time

The cheerful nightingale and the playful blackbird

They'll all be celebrating!

The beauty will have the madness in mind

And the lovers in the sun

When we sing the cherry time

He will whistle even better the playful blackbird ...

Unforgettable! This was a descent!

Dililì, I did not expect that you knew that song!

It is Mrs. Michel's favorite.

- Good evening! - Hi, Henri!

Good evening, Randolphe!

I present my wife, Dililì,

a princess who comes from the other side of the world.

He is Randolphe, the best barman in Paris.

I am pleased to meet you.

What do you want, height?

A barley syrup.

And for me a nice glass of cognac! Before the cocktails.

I have compliments that are incredible to tell!

- How are you, Chocolat? - Good evening ladies.

Good evening Princess.

I am pleased to meet you.

What is your job?

I work at the circus, they kick my ass

and people are happy.

Chocolat is a great artist

that makes people laugh.

This is indeed a job!

Also dance for fun.

And I try to imitate him.

Look over there. He is the other accomplice.

I've seen it before around the car of Emma Calvé.

Me too.

We are on the trail of the Maschi Maestri.

One is the one down there in the corner, the other should arrive.

Dililì must eavesdrop on what they say.

Easy.

The evildoer, as always,

he wanted to hide behind the plants.

I will help Dililis hide nearby.

Satie, do you play anything?

A Gnossiennes!

- What do I bring you, gentlemen? - An absinthe.

- A glass of Bordeaux. - Right away, gentlemen!

The males will bend and submit.

Paris beautiful, Paris marching.

This official letter will give you access to the jewelry.

They pulled out of the safe the most beautiful gemstones

why Sarah Bernhardt it's their best customer.

This Wednesday will be exceptional!

A secret weapon will allow you to snatch everything without problems.

You will come out calmly.

A carriage will wait for you outside with a very fast horse.

Tuesday at five

you will find the secret weapon

behind the door of Hell!

I heard everything.

Orel!

Sarah Bernhardt ...

The door of Hell ...

Tomorrow at dawn we will tell the police who will throw them in!

It will be the first victory against the Masters Masters!

Let's make progress!

What do you want us to do

with this little story by Sarah Bernhardt,

secret weapons and the door of hell?

It's your job ... it's not ours.

Out! Get them out!

Next time, I'll throw you in jail.

Since the police will do nothing,

we can only advise the interested party.

His face is everywhere!

Yes, it's another beautiful manifesto by Alphonse Mucha.

Unfortunately, I cannot reach it.

- Isn't he in Paris yet? - Yup.

She has just returned from a triumphal tour in the Americas.

But such a goddess is beyond my reach.

But maybe you know someone who knows her.

Indeed. We're going to Marcel Proust.

- What does he do? - Anything.

He would like to become a writer.

He says he lives and watches

and that will do something when some time has passed.

However, he goes to all the salons and he knows the great Sarah.

When I grow up I will be a great actress.

Change craft often!

How do I change my job? I'll make them all!

And my research is not over yet.

You too want to continue pedaling for Paris,

singing and dancing!

You don't have a point.

And then I'm saving too to study law.

Injustice disgusts me.

Justice interests me.

Good morning, Mrs Céleste.

How fascinating.

Yes, it is the appropriate term.

- Good morning, dear Orel. - Good morning, Mr. Proust.

She is Dililì, she comes from Kanaky.

Welcome, young lady, my name is Marcel.

And my friend, who makes great music, it's called Reynaldo Hann.

I am pleased to meet you.

Did you bring me peaches from the Ritz?

No, I'm here for information.

We have discovered a Maschi Maestri plan against Sarah Bernhardt and her jewels.

Thing?

- And the police don't believe it. - We do.

It must be said that it is difficult to believe

to a secret weapon hidden behind the gates of Hell.

No, "Hell's door" is a large sculpture by Rodin.

Tell us everything. I'll call Sarah to stay home!

- Sarah Bernhardt did not listen to us. - It's typical of Sarah!

Danger or not, she goes anyway.

His motto is: "I do it anyway!"

Fortunately we know about the plan, and also where the Gate of Hell is located.

We need to get there before that criminal!

Mr. Rodin, I am pleased to meet you.

It is I who am honored for your visit,

young boys who want to see my works.

As you watch, let me continue the Balzac.

I was commissioned by the noble Zola.

Another great writer, as well as a heroic citizen.

I'm amazed.

Of all your works, my favorite is this.

I'm happy, but it's not mine,

is from a very good colleague,

Camille Claudel.

I am pleased to meet you.

It must be fantastic to be a sculptor.

Sure.

We do not forget the investigation. Where is The Door of Hell?

In the garden.

- Too late. - I'll take it!

Impossible!

It's the big day.

Orel, where are you?

Good morning, beautiful girl.

Goodmorning Sir.

I wish you a good walk.

A beautiful little girl, well behaved!

It is increasingly rare.

Quiet, nothing serious.

It's the stick that broke, not me.

I just need a hand

to stand up again.

What are you doing, little one?

- What happened to the kidnapped girls? - Such as?

What you mean?

I'm just a poor little man

who needs a little help.

Poor sir,

I'll take you with my tricycle

up to the police, who will take care of you!

You got a little too close, but you were good.

It was easy, he had a nose ring.

You don't trust too much.

How stupid I was waiting for you outside.

Anyway,

passed this emotion, we are making progress.

The Masks Masters they failed to capture me

while we are about to capture two.

The jewelery.

Sarah Bernhardt.

Not yet.

But nothing can be seen!

We will see her at the theater.

It's your turn!

Not in the middle of the street, stupid child!

But what ways, rude!

If you don't stay here, stop I'd give you a good whip.

How beautiful!

Here we go!

Gentlemen, you could give me back my rope?

Go play somewhere else, a little girl can't stay here.

Of course?

This little girl has just caught two of the Masters Masters,

which you never did.

Such as...? Now you both leave, or I'll arrest you like the others!

Officer, I've seen it all and I advise you to return the rope

to this brave little girl.

Here, baby.

- Well done, good! - Thank you.

I congratulate you, boy,

for speed in unhooking the horse

without unnecessary and noiseless gestures.

And to you, young lady, for yours jump rope skipping.

Amazing!

- What's your name? - Dililì, and you?

Edward.

- Such as? - Edouard.

I am pleased to meet you.

- What do you do for a living? - Not much, actually.

- What do you live in? - My mother sends me money.

- What do you do? - She's a queen.

No, don't tell me stories, I know that queens no longer exist!

But it's not in France ... it is in Great Britain.

Do you really do nothing all day?

I live,

I enjoy this beautiful capital,

his many amusements

and the exciting encounters, like this.

I look and I hope to do something one day.

- Like Marcel. - Yeah.

I dream of surrounding myself of many different people

and convince them to be cordial.

I'm totally with you!

And I'm glad.

- He is the Prince of Wales! - The next king of England!

Excellence! You've seen it all, right?

- Have they been asleep in jewelry? - Were you with Sarah Bernhardt?

I'm sorry to leave you

but I have urgent purchases to make for a lady.

This good girl will answer even better than me to your questions.

See you later.

Do you ... understand the language of this country?

For the first time the Maschi Maestri have been stopped

from a small canaca named "Lididi"!

Great revelations about "The intransigeant"!

The blow of the century foiled by "Dililotte", a Lappish child.

The color photo of Sarah Bernhardt fainted between narcotic gas and jewelry,

only on "Le Petit Journal"!

Buy the "Assiette au Beurre"!

We propose, to solve all the problems of Paris,

to replace the Police Prefect

with a little girl jumping rope!

Dililì, you are now the child most famous in Paris!

And the most wanted person by Maschi Maestri.

Now we need to protect you. The tricycle is too vulnerable.

In any case, this morning I have too many commissions to do.

From today on, Dililì, you will circulate only with my car.

Lebeuf will take you home and will bring you back here later.

Even if it's not really the embodiment of sympathy,

its size is very dissuasive.

I was so good on Orel's tricycle!

His portrait is everywhere. His portrait in my newspaper!

That monkey now has become a celebrity!

I wonder when the Masters Masters they will put an end to this scandal!

Very early.

Such publicity to this creature,

to the already great Sarah,

to his mistress.

His "mistress" ... what a revolting word.

It is she who should be your driver and obey your orders.

Already,

but she would never be able to drive a car.

- Sure. - But listen to this.

La Calvé has decided I'll be the one to carry that plague around

to prevent the Masters Masters they kidnap her.

Very nice idea, I would say.

After having observed you well I can divide with certainty that ...

you are a Male Master.

I myself am a member of this brotherhood that brings order to Paris.

Know that we already command over all underground Paris:

the quarries, the catacombs, the sewers.

It's easy for us appear and disappear quickly.

And more and more people, even those on high floors,

they embrace our faith and our mission.

Your turn has arrived.

You can become generous, rich and powerful with us.

It will be enough, to be Masters Masters in effect, deliver immediately ...

the little Dililì.

You will know everything else by joining us.

Here is the address to hand it to us.

You will play the trumpet 3 times.

I sent two bodyguards to you to block any attempt by the Masters.

It's all organized with your housekeeper ... waiting for you.

Lebeuf, I entrust our little star to you.

Hi, my chick.

Read, Dililì, and jump to the rope!

Goodbye, Emma.

Goodbye, Orel.

This Lebeuf is maddening, I'm waiting for hours! What is he doing!

It's midnight, nobody has been seen.

- Ready? - Mrs. Calvé, I'm Orel.

Since I was in the area, I went to greet Dililì

but she is not there.

Lebeuf never arrived.

Where does Lebeuf live?

I'll go right away!

There is nobody, Lebeuf has not returned home.

What can we do?

This noise!

Tell me what happened! Where were you? Where is Dililì?

Someone can hear us. We go down to the lake.

I warn you, it's a bad story.

A man showed up to me as Male Master ...

and told me that I was absolutely worthy to become a powerful Male Master

provided that I delivered Dililì.

Soon after you entrusted me with the little ...

Lebeuf, I entrust our little star to you.

Hi, my chick.

Read, Dililì, and jump to the rope!

Goodbye, Emma. Goodbye, Orel.

You have gone the wrong way!

Shut up! If anyone knows the road here, it's me.

Congratulations, Lebeuf.

You have passed the test, you are one of us.

And so you can meet the Great Male Master himself.

Get off that ramp.

Follow me.

Male Masters ready to conquer.

Paris beautiful, Paris marching.

Glory to the Great Male Master!

Congratulations, new brother.

You have proved yourself a real male master.

There will be no more mysteries for you now.

Sit down.

I will answer all your questions.

Master, why kidnap the girls?

To save the world.

In Paris, women have transgressed natural laws

taking power.

You need to correct Paris

before this abomination expands all over the world.

But their power is still limited.

The university is open to women,

there are no more limits.

And, my poor friend, it is a female who commands you.

It's true...

And these women have come up with a diabolical plan.

The living room.

They invite whoever they want,

they bring together whoever they want,

they favor those they want.

It's true...

So there are no women here?

Like, there are no women?

You are sitting on one of them.

S260, a four-legged does not look at a man!

Yes, the exact word it is not "woman" but "four-legged".

Why are you standing? Do you find it uncomfortable?

- Do you want another pet? - No, no!

I can't sit long.

I always need to stretch my legs.

Ah, youth!

I can no longer walk ...

And I need four fours to sit down.

Even if the four-legged ones they are never enough.

They are so slow!

On four legs

they can't go fast as if they were walking normal.

Normal!

Poor newcomer ...

Normal walking of a four-legged

is on all fours, as the name already indicates.

Anyway, I'm so stupid, they need more and more.

At the beginning we rapivated adult four-legged.

But corrupt for so long now,

turned out to be unmanageable.

So now kidnap the girls, because they are more docile and tameable.

You understand everything, new Maschio Maestro.

We will kidnap all the girls in Paris

and we will educate them in our schools.

Place where we teach them what is right.

One day they will replace all the corrupt four-legged animals

and the order will reign again

on Paris!

My interview ended there ...

They will put the sacred ring on my nose when I give him another baby.

But...

because you have come to tell us

these horrors?

Because nobody will ever put me a nose ring!

This episode opened my eyes.

It's too much, even for me.

Yes, it's really horrible.

And yes, I'm a criminal idiot.

But, starting now, I am ready to do anything to save Dililì,

other girls and women,

and to prevent these men from doing so bad to everyone, even to themselves.

If you knew what a lugubrious life they lead ...

Mrs. Calvé, congratulations for the joy you transmit

with your beautiful voice, with your beauty ...

and your elegance!

Lebeuf,

in just one minute

you made me live the two greatest amazements of my life.

I'm going to look some clues in the sewers!

- Mr. Jean! - Hi, Orel, what are you doing?

We know that kidnapped girls are hidden somewhere in the sewers.

I'm looking for some clues.

I suspected it. I have collected these little sheets that floated.

There are personal names, I think it's some secret code.

I give them to you, I hope they will help you to find the girls again.

Toulouse-Lautrec, Mrs. Curie,

Picasso, Pasteur, Debussy, Monet, Colette,

Degas, Sarah Bernhardt, Proust.

Dililì has torn the pages of his notebook! I go!

- Go to the left. - OK thanks!

Catastrophe!

"Rodin".

"Camille Claudel".

I found it! Come!

One, two, one, two ...

I turn to the right!

Head down well!

It is abominable!

Our little Dililì is one of these poor indistinguishable creatures.

Stop!

I see a zero-four-legged

that has no shoe on the right hand!

I looked everywhere, but in vain.

As you can see a black glove

in the midst of all this darkness and all this straw?

A zero-four-legged must never answer!

You are an unruly number ... that won't last long here!

Find the other shoe by hand!

On all fours,

on all fours!

Repeat once again and you will fall into the sewers!

What are you waiting for?

But...

But?

But!

You can't block the sewers.

I go with them!

He's running away!

But no, it will drown.

We will retrieve his clothes for one zero-four-legged that will be more worthy.

The bars that close the gallery they will stop his body.

I had not foreseen these railings.

Lebeuf! Are you here to kidnap me again?

No, I stopped.

I'm here to free you!

Alas! I'm a prisoner.

No, you won.

The head has already passed, the rest will also pass.

Pull it by the arms.

Dililì, you turn sideways.

You're hugging me even if I'm covered ...

of excrements.

It does nothing, it washes.

The real shit

it's the men in there.

Cry, cry, my poor little chick.

We saw how they treated you.

You saw me walk on all fours?

Yup.

Then I will die of shame!

No, you don't have to die of shame.

We saw you humiliated and we suffered with you.

We have heroic sight and we were proud of you.

Constantly our hearts they beat for you.

It would seem appropriate ... start getting out of here.

Orel, dressing room 13.

Lebeuf, dressing room 14, where it must stay.

Now you have to hide by Maschi Maestri

who will understand soon that you are no longer their ally.

The costume designer will give you clean clothes, I take care of Dililì.

Forward!

It is the only dress which the costume designer found clean.

You are a prince!

And you, a firework!

And I?

- Who would I be? - A king!

Thank you.

- Do you feel better, little one? - I'm still shivering.

Orel, can you cuddle?

Sure.

Poor little girl.

Here you are safe, forget everything.

I don't want to forget.

The others are still walking on all fours.

We know the exercises take place on the banks of the sewers.

Then the girls have to clean up the underground city of men,

and at night they are locked and supervised in a dormitory.

The only opening is found in another room,

a chimney from which we see the sky.

There is no boiler, I think it only serves to let air pass.

But the girls are not smoke, they cannot pass by a fireplace.

Or maybe yes, with a rope ladder!

- And then? They fly away? - Yup.

On board an airship.

Santos Dumont could help us.

Of course! Alberto! My favorite Brazilian!

But, Emma dear ...

it's impossible!

It's already so much my little engine transport me alone!

I could add a pedal propeller,

but 20 girls I could never wear them.

Pedal? Very well!

If girls want to be freed, they will make an effort.

Will cycle!

I'm a true champion with pedals!

And I have energy to sell!

But I've never seen you dance the Seguidilla?

Oh yes.

And I, with my great familiarity to the rope,

I will prepare to ride!

Well.

Then I have a nice team of riders!

But an immense structure would be needed and light, to bring everyone.

And a huge amount of cloth will be needed to create a ball like this.

Do the project ... I know someone who will do it.

- Are you sure? - Yes, I have friends all over the place.

- And where is this disused chimney? - I do not know.

This airship is worth doing, then?

Following the sewers, perhaps it is found north of the nineteenth district.

But there it is full of disused factories!

But all the chimneys

they have a weather vane in the shape of a snake?

Mr. Eiffel lives in the apartment highest in the world.

We are ready for anything to save those little girls

and to send to prison the Maschi Maestri.

A new metal, aluminum, can do wonderful things.

Mr. Eiffel,

I'm super excited of your construction!

Do you think I will succeed, one day, to build such a tall monument?

Sure. Even taller.

A call from Berlin.

Thank's my friend.

Mrs Calvé speaks in a very strange way.

Yes, he speaks German,

he says he would like to sing Wagner, that she admires a lot.

And then she is very friendly with Count Von Zeppelin that builds huge airships.

Ferdinand! What a pleasure!

Very well, thank you. Indeed, not entirely.

It's about saving girls and our civilization.

I knew I could count on you.

I would need cloth, to urgently assemble an airship ...

of 10,000 cubic meters.

Scandal!

The two Masters Masters captured from the little canaca they ran away!

Unbelievable!

But how did they do it?

I just found out, I'll bring you.

An incomprehensible escape!

But where is the little canaca?

We really need her.

Canaca, canaca ...

When I was in Kanaky,

they treated me like a Frenchman, as if I had no Canarian ancestors.

In France,

treat me like a canaca, as if I had no French ancestors.

I want to be both!

Or leave me alone.

I live in the prefect's neighborhood.

This is his home.

Nice building.

The building opposite has a blind wall.

No one can see the prefect's apartment.

It's here.

But where are you taking us?

Up to my room and even higher.

Let's check what you can't see.

Here is my nest.

Poor thing, it's not very big.

It's my home, I'm fine.

And I have a beautiful view! Come.

Give me your hand.

I wouldn't want you to fall for it.

Here we are.

What you will see is squalor.

From here we look out on the prefect's salon.

Well ... it has a horrible decor!

But what does it matter?

A four-legged! They are sitting on women!

The prefect of police and his collaborators

belong to the sect of the Maschi Maestri.

That means we can't rely on the authorities!

What we should do

it's bringing Sarah Bernhardt together, Louise Michel and Mrs Curie

to give us ideas.

Great idea, Dililì, but unfortunately

there are stars whose trajectories do not cross each other.

My dear Sarah,

Dililì is very convincing.

The young heroine can ask what he wants.

And how not to take advantage of the opportunity

to meet my other two heroines,

Marie Curie and Louise Michel?

Three things make me happy now.

Find my beloved pupil who comes from the other side of the world,

together with my dear Sarah Bernhardt,

so full of talent, whose gestures I will never forget,

and meet Mrs. Curie.

Marie Skwodovska, how beautiful

and encouraging that you exist and that you came.

Thank you, Louise Michel.

I don't know if I can help you in this ... war council.

But no human being could refuse such an invitation.

I came to Paris to study things that my country was forbidden to women.

We can't go back!

Think of that of men

can oblige my daughters to walk on all fours!

Your daughters and you too.

And the police are on the bad side.

Not all cops.

Of course, there are many who do their job well ...

The cats here are huge!

Warning!

It's just Justinien,

my cheetah.

When the police are out of state, there's the army.

The army!

That group of bloody incompetents

who can only accuse and kill the innocents!

More than an army, this is a general affair.

And some officers don't have either following the case.

Indeed, the lieutenant colonel so important in the "affair"

has been happily reinstated.

Sometimes I don't understand anything!

We'll think about it later.

I guarantee you that you will not be in Paris at the right time.

The lieutenant colonel goes often in Vienna at Mahler's home,

he is a great lover of music.

It has all the qualities.

Then, the tyrant of the army will be in London,

thanks to Emma Calvé and to Queen Victoria,

leaving the command of France to the lieutenant colonel.

He and his soldiers will do wonders, the Maschi Maestri are over!

But no!

The lieutenant colonel cannot play such an operation alone,

must receive orders.

Then he will give them to him the president of the Republic!

Of course,

no half measure.

I will invite the President here,

he will never refuse my invitation.

And I'll explain everything to him.

The deal is done!

We're cuddling each other.

But we won't wait for the beginning of the operation to free the girls.

In fifteen days they will fly with us!

Here we are.

Santos Dumont and his workers they did a tour de force.

Probably already on the roof.

Here we are!

But what is that dress?

This dress? It's not a grand ball dress ...

Risking your life does not involve the obligation to be so poorly dressed.

My dear Paul, Think about it, please.

And then, you have to impress girls to take them out

and then you will also meet the parents, if everything goes well.

Do you know Paul Poiret? No not yet.

Work for other designers. But for a little while longer!

I am pleased to meet you.

Don't write while I dress you!

- I write your name. - Ah well.

Done!

Gorgeous!

Put it in your pocket. Put it on your hair after the win.

Now that it's all tied up like a salami,

I would gladly throw it into the sewers where he threatened to throw the others!

- Lebeuf. - Do not worry.

I wanted to say it, but not to do it!

Poor woman ...

Wake up, wake up!

We're leaving, let's escape, let's go back to mom and dad!

Run to the chimney!

Run to your feet! Never again on all fours!

Come on, they wait for you.

It's your turn.

- Come on, go! - They arrive!

Hi, chick!

Come. Sit down.

Hi, minha picuruxa.

This way.

Take place.

- Hi, my little flower. - Your seat is ready.

Salts!

- Fast! - Hi, meu presentinho do céu.

- Give me your hand. - Hi, singing bird.

- This way. - Hi, meu docinho de coco.

- Follow me. - Come on, little star.

What is happening? Who is there?

Thing?

Take the girls!

Power! I take the last one!

Get the airship up!

Get the airship up!

The sun and the rain

Day and night

Flowers and fruits

He and he, she and she

She and he

You and me, them and us

Those here, those there

The small and the large

And all together ...

The Eiffel Tower diners will have the best surprise of their life!

And you will surprise your parents waiting for you below.

And I will sing for you,

girls who have been abused,

girls you came back.

Santos Dumont, of course.

But it's Emma Calvé!

And her little friend too.

But it's the brunette, Orel's friend!

Exact! It's Dililì!

With all the other girls, finally free!

Champagne.

What a joy!

The girls are back!

The world is complete again!

Mum! Pope!

Mrs!

I am the greatest impresario of Paris.

Do this to me every night ... and your luck is done!

My dear sir,

my success is assured long since.

There are moments that are unique but that we will live in forever.

It was Dililì who set us free.

She had run away, but she came back to free us.

Dililì is brave!

Dililì is generous!

- Thank you, Dililì. - Dililì, thanks.

But I wasn't alone!

No, you're not alone.

No, you're not alone.

No,

you're not alone.

Sometimes life reveals itself

suddenly satisfactory.

And it's just the beginning!

END

The people who participated in this films have thought of their own daughters:

... and all the other girls.

You will ask yourself:

"What happened to the Masters Masters?"

So, the lieutenant colonel he was very good.

The evildoers were arrested,

women have been released and they have learned to walk again.

Some have even learned to dance.

Instead some old women didn't want to that walk on all fours.

I gave them a wing of my castle in Languedoc,

at least they will have air and also a splendid view.

Lebeuf has found the woman that he had glimpsed in the basement

and made her forget all the evil that men had done to her.

As for the small prisoners,

now they can attend whoever they want,

they go to schools that elevate them instead of making them walk on all fours,

and I offer them, at every party, colorful clothes!

The sun and the rain

Day and night

Flowers and fruits

He and he, she and she

She and he

You and me, them and us

Those here, those there

Those dark, the light ones

And all together ...

The sun and the rain

Day and night

Flowers and fruits

He and he, she and she

She and he

The sultans, the beggars

The servants and kings

Sorcerers and fairies

And all together ...

The sun and the rain

Day and night

Flowers and fruits

He and he, she and she

She and he

Mothers, dads

Babies, grandparents

Girls, boys

And all together ...

The sun and the rain

Day and night

Flowers and fruits

He and he, she and she

She and he

The beautiful, the ugly

The wise and the crazy

The small and the large

And all together ...