Freedom Force (Los Ilusionautas)

If you had toId me it was possibIe to enter someone else's imagination,

I would've said you were crazy.

But it's true. It happened. And I was there.

My name is Pascal.

And this is a story about stories...

All four targets located.

Approaching first extraction.

Copy.

Lock on target. Mission is a full go.

This is not a drill!

Understood, Sir!

You'll move on my mark!

Roger that. Good to go!

- Are you ready? - Yes, sir.

We're going in.

This book is reaIly boring.

You can't run from us!

We got you now and your Mommy can't save you!

Thought you could escape us, huh?

No, please! Stop!

Say ''good night'', boys!

I'm so hungry, but there's nothing to eat.

If I remember correctIy, which l always do, this should do it.

Yeah, that's it. And, enter, enter...

Profiterole! You stealing my food again?

You think l wouldn't hear you and that mangy dog of yours?

We haven't eaten all day, Uncle Cognac.

Then you shouId've made it home in time for dinner.

l know, but l have a job after school, remember?

Well, cry me a river why don't cha?

Dinnertime's over! And it was mighty good if I do say so myseIf!

Beside that, Profiterole, eating late...

...just makes your farts even smeIIier than they usually are. Go to bed.

Please, you know l can't help it. I have a stomach probIem.

Ready. Fight!

Round House!

Target spoted.

Listen to me, ProfiteroIe.

If you can't get here in time for dinner, don't blame me.

Go and get yourself another job. Now it's time for bed!

But UncIe Joe, it's the onIy job I couId find that doesn't start untiI after cIass!

- Have they paid you yet? - Yes, Sir.

Hand it over, everything!

Double round house!

Excellent! Good move!

Now, go on and get yourself into bed.

Before your parents died,

they made me promise to take care of your education.

Ya can't study without sleep!

Mom and Dad, l know you're watching over me right now,

so can you please help me get outta here?

Sorry, Houston. I guess my stomach is worse when I don't eat!

Houston! Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?

Crescent kick! Perfect!

Miss, you're coming with us...

l gotcha! Not the flying kick!

Hey!

Keep quiet, and you, what is that smell?

- We're Special Forces! - We're here to take you on a mission.

Call off the mission.

I told you to stand down.

You're coming with us, son.

Thank you, Mommy and Daddy!

Wow! Cool! A UH 70 Black Navajo!

Tell me who you are! Whatta you want?

Special Forces. Top secret mission.

Direct orders from the President.

Da Vinci, Da Vinci, Da Vinci!

It's a conspiracy!

AlI l see or hear anymore is the name of that Italian!

Minister Chateau, fix this problem, soon!

Hi, Lovey. How's my snuggly, wuggIey pookey bear?.

I wuv you. Yes...

As l was saying earlier, we have a plan!

And?

And here is our solution, Jean Visogneaux!

Okay, you've completely lost your mind.

Visogneaux is the worst science fiction writer in the worId.

You can't go up against Da Vinci with that loser!

Secretary Albino is absolutely right.

Alright, l have one word for you guys.

Focus. Group.

I'm pretty sure that's two words.

Whatever, semantics!

Point is, the briIIiant minds of our republic have made a discovery,

we can re-edit the books of Visogneaux,

modernize them, change them and give him a whoIe new image!

l hope you're not thinking of rewriting his books.

No, of course not. Visogneaux will do it himself!

Hear me out.

A classified archive has been discovered within our government,

and in it are the plans for a secret machine...

...that allows you to get inside the imagination of various geniuses.

It's incredibIe!

No, it's impossible.

Well, our scientists in the Agency of Impossible Affairs...

...didn't seem to think so,

as a matter of fact they've constructed this machine and they've made it work!

You've really gone overthe edge.

Think so? AlIow me to present you The lllusionarium!

You can't be serious!

Well, Mr. President and Secretary Albino...

l could not be more serious. Nope.

I present you the imagination of William Shakespeare.

Indeed! Our brilIiant scientists have gone into Shakespeare's works...

...and altered, slightly, a couple of his creations, so very subtly,

so that even the most die-hard fans of Shakespeare wiII not compIain.

No, no, no, l guarantee you that!

Please, have a Iook!

''TV or not TV, that is the question.''

Chateau, this is amazing!

Thanks. So, today every single edition of''Hamlet''...

...in every single part of the worId now has that line changed.

''To be or not to be'' is history!

It realIy says that in aIl the Hamlet books in the world?

Yes, that's what l'm telling you!

Of course, we have 48 hours to reverse it.

l mean we're not completely off!

What we are proposing is to modify the books of Jean Visogneaux,

so that they will finally become popular.

Making him a national hero!

And then we'Il be finished with this ridicuIous domination of Da Vinci!

We'll create a page on the Web!

A Twitter account, a social network, so everyone can comment!

You know, we'lI have a television show...

...that's more popular than ''The World's Biggest ldol!''

This machine couId dominate worIdwide cuIture.

lf you manage to accomplish this goal,

Chateau, you'll win the Legion of Honour.

And if you faiI, then it's straight to the guillotine.

Another brilIiant French invention!

Master, Da Vinci and our secret brotherhood...

...is seriously close to some critical danger.

Is that so? I understand...

Yes, I see. Understood. Consider it done.

Go away. Bad moth.

When we got married, you promised me I would be the new Queen.

I meant it as a term of endearment.

DarIing, I never said that we would live at VersaiIles.

All the queens lived at Versailles!

But, it didn't go so well for the last queen.

You know, this has really stressed me out.

How will you make it up to me?

I have an idea. We have plans to gIorify Jean Visogneaux!

I'm listening.

- It's going to be big, CaroI! - Really?

I was even thinking of putting on a concert to promote it.

Press?

Yes, a Iot!

A film contract?

Most likely, yes.

- Paparazzi, magazine covers? - Absolutely guaranteed!

lt wiIl be a media extravaganza and you wiII be considered the Queen of France,

like you've always deserved to be.

- So where will it be held? - ln the museum!

Okay, sounds good. Hey!

We can finaIly remove that horrible glass pyramid that was put in front of it.

That could be a possibility, we would have to consult...

You are magnificent, my darling husband and that is why l adore you.

And, with a little luck, l will be on the cover of aII the magazines next week!

More champagne.

What happened to you?

Let's see if Chateau's pIan works now that l've mixed up all Visogneaux's stories.

Oh no! Lions! Hurry up!

We've got to hurry!

- Master Ferrero! Master Ferrero! - Not now, Jose.

But, Master! I have something important to teII you!

What do you want, Jose?

Forgive me for bothering you, Sir...

but, you seem to be missing an arm and a leg!

Ferrero, you're disappearing, look!

Impossible, and also very inconvenient right now.

Where did he go?

I just knew entering this race wouId be a terrible idea.

Traveling around the world in a hot air balloon?

l'd really like to know in whose imagination this stupidity was born?

HoId on, Jose! We're in for the ride of our Iives!

Does anyone see anything?

Not yet.

Anyone else?

Nothing.

What's up with the fish?

They're afraid of something!

l feel a strange presence.

It's coming!

Stay back! l'm going in!

No! Don't attack it! Stop!

Come back!

Here l come! You can kiss your suckers goodbye!

Divers! Prepare to attack!

On my count! 3, 2, 1! Throw!

It did nothing!

Gentlemen, good news.

After much research we have finaIIy come to the unmistakabIe conclusion...

...that we Americans now have the ability, forthe first time,

to assembIe a kind of giant buIIet which will carry a crew of humans...

...inside of it and wilI actuaIly be abIe to make the journey around the sun...

Who are you?

Forgive my interruption, gentlemen, I'm so very sorry.

l am the Emperor Afejad, King of the underwater city ''Esplendora.''