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BIBI FRICOTIN Famous comic strip character.
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The story began in Montmartre.
That morning it was warm; I went as usual for a walk.
My name is Antoine Gardon, that's my name.
I am a secret agent, and I am specialized in investigations.
I was still the only one with a lead, and I would keep it.
I had to find her; my whole life depended on it.
14 and 15. - That's it.
I'll take it later. - Agreed.
See you later.
Lucien, are you coming? - Yes, I'm coming.
At that moment, I had them in my sights.
Is anyone here? Apparently, no one.
I thought I was alone.
But that was not the case.
Bibi Fricotin had seen me.
That's it; I'm sure.
The "Z" sign.
Antoine, a bit of courage and the million is yours.
Can I help you, sir? - Yes, absolutely.
Well, you see for yourself. - There's nothing, not a thing.
I'll take him home. - No, I bought him.
I'm taking him now. - Keep your hands off that suitcase!
No, sir, it's mine. - Give it here.
I never found out what that guy was doing in the cupboard.
The devil is capable of anything.
Now there were two of us on this case.
Let go of the crate!
Wait!
I've been robbed!
My suitcase, I've been robbed! After him!
Is it for sale? - Yes.
Can I try it? - Go ahead.
How much is it? - 0.50 francs, sir.
It's delicious. Can I have my 20 francs? - You haven't paid yet, sir.
I'll just return the cone.
My balloons!
So? Are you taking it or not? - I don't like the color.
To Lyon station!
I went to pick up an ultramodern instrument at my home.
Now I had to hide my loot.
The safest would be a deposit, like you always see in American films.
Taxi, come back!
That'll be 195 francs, sir.
Honey, go make that deposit! And fast! - A deposit?
What do you have there, ma'am? - What does it matter to you?
Help yourself, heaven will help you.
The job of a secret agent often faces setbacks.
Miss FATMA, fortune teller from Batignolles and.
Miss FATMA at the Italian lakes.
But fortunately, Fricotin ran away; the first
suitcase with "Z" revealed its secret.
The second suitcase was in front of the first, I went to visit a clairvoyant.
Miss Fatma - fortune teller. Closed for a wedding.
They had trapped me there too.
She probably found it at the baker's.
That's how it must be. - Take it easy.
I need to speak with you urgently. It also concerns my future.
Oh really? Very interesting, give the other hand.
There. - A bright future.
I can't tell you anything here in public, come with me!
There are 30 cards. Deal them.
Honey? Where are you? - Interesting, 1, 2, 3.
I see something. 1, 2, 3.
Very interesting. 1, 2, 3.
At the end of a chapter. 1, 2, 3.
You will have a noble task.
And a young blonde girl. - What does that mean? - Silence!
A small village, a small village... Do you have a map with you?
No.
Here is a map. - Honey, honey...
I need to concentrate!
There it is. - What does it say?
There it is, I'm sure. - What?
It's in that area. I'm rather clumsy, he comes
from Asia, northeast, and goes to a Turkish bath.
A fortune. - A fortune? Half for you.
There's also a traitor. - Where is he?
Come.
The traitor!
We must stop him, come on! - Honey?
Honey...
What does your stone say? - For now, nothing.
I know, we must chase the traitor, come.
That's enough now, we'll meet again, Mr. Fricotin. I've already said too much.
Good day, sir. - Good day, ma'am.
All okay? - Everything fine.
Even better.
Let me through. - Where are your manners?
Can't you see we're working? - I'm working too, don't block the stairs.
So how should we do it then? - How should I know.
Who are you moving with? - Upstairs.
What does that mean? That's at my place.
That's my cat. What are you all doing?
I've been robbed!
Those are all my furniture.
It's a misunderstanding, do you hear me?
Can you bring back my things?
I can't watch this.
I'll get them myself, but who do I see there? It's Bibi Fricotin!
Stop! It's Bibi Fricotin!
They're running away with my furniture.
A bathroom break? - No, I'm stuck.
Bibi, you'll handle this, right?
Here, these are for you. - Oh, thanks.
Thanks, but a piece is missing. We need to lift.
Lift? That will never work.
See?
But if it works, then no one will buy a car anymore.
You're right.
I'm tired. I've exhausted myself today. - We can still camp, right?
But those are my furniture over there.
Good day, ma'am.
I'd like some goat milk.
Don't turn like that, I just want some milk.
Get to work.
You look different.
Shall we trade? I take your car and you take the truck.
All right. - Great.
You know, young man, you have no manners.
Look over there!
You earned this!
Wait a minute, my compass.
Have you seen the bride? - No.
Don't move anymore.
A hat, a rabbit, a magic wand, it must be there.
Ladies and gentlemen, your attention please.
We have begun the magic trick. The rabbit trick.
With the magic wand, I can make a rabbit disappear, you'll see.
All for the viewers.
We'll start shortly.
Is there a volunteer in the audience who wants to come on stage
? I need a volunteer for my show.
You'll see how the show continues.
Spotlight on that volunteer there.
For a few sessions.
Ladies and gentlemen, you'll see the funniest science.
You have nothing to fear.
It happened nearly a century ago.
The feared maharaja, he grew up in an English family.
He wanted a wife, his wife who lived as a prisoner, his favorite.
You, sir,
you will be the sultan. - Me?
Yes... yes, you. There.
And this young woman... Come here, you.
This is Marguerette. - The blonde woman.
The sultan captured the woman.
It goes without saying it was delicate.
But the young girl still wanted to leave the sultan.
That's true.
Here is the key, sire.
But an old palace wizard said it was not a good idea.
Certainly not for the heirs. During the
night while the sultan was sleeping.
You play your role very well, sir.
He approached the chest and tapped gently with his wand.
He whispered the words: Obelisk.
Great sun.
The next morning the sultan noticed, come here, Mr. Sultan?
It's to you. Give me the key.
When the sultan made his slave say "yes".
The bird had flown away.
Where is she? Where is she?
Sir, you did your role well, congratulations.
You probably wonder what happened to Marguerette.
Here she is, Marguerette.
Where is she? You made her disappear.
Come on!
She will surely appear.
Did I wake you? - No, it's morning.
Morning? It's noon. You have quite a lot of sleep in your eyes.
May I?
Some people aren't satisfied with what they have.
Will we stay here? If you want, you may leave.
You don't like magic. - I do... the real kind.
You prefer the rooster in its coop. And bouquets of helmets.
Right?
I say things as they are. - I'm used to it.
I feel at home here.
Have you been here before? - No, it's my first time.
I know this place. - So you know where we are.
We are home. - I hate the city world.
I want to put everything in order.
The hat on the head and of course handkerchiefs to cry.
The treasure in the safe.
And in a fairy tale. - Did you say "a treasure"?
What's wrong now?
Just leave me alone. It's because of this that they are interested in me.
And I keep going.
Excuse me. You can't do that either.
The story is about my great-grandfather Lefebvre.
The story is known in my family.
My uncle was a villain. When he
started hitting me, I started shouting: "my treasure".
And then he suddenly became nice.
That bothered me.
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