Trouble at the menagerie
-Madame de Lafayette insists on being rehoused, Your Majesty.
We could allocate her a new apartment on the garden side.
-Please keep your voice down Bontemps, please.
I'm suffering from a terrible headache.
-I'm sorry, Your Majesty.
Monsieur Lully would like a quieter environment,
in which to compose his new opera.
Perhaps we could move his quarters near the orangery.
-Very well, Bontemps, proceed accordingly. And what else?
-There you go, Serge!
Now you live here, south-facing!
My poor friend, you lacked sunshine in your old paddock.
Hey! Hi, Rosa!
Hi, girls!
It's a beautiful day, don't you think?
-That lout Mr. Delima is as shameless as ever!
Who does he think he is?
How dare he call me Rosa and not Madame Rosa?
-It's outrageous!
-And this habit of spitting, what a horror!
-Everything's good, friends, relax!
Relax your feathers and your trunk. we're cool!
-When I think that we're going to have to live with this weirdo!
-Quiet down!
-A little quiet, please.
-This is Versailles!
It's Versailles, here!
-What a racket!
We'll pick this up later.
This headache is bothering me terribly.
This noise is intolerable, I need silence.
I wouldn't want it to come to this,
but if it continues, I'll have to close the menagerie.
-Hello, Belfort!
-Top of the morning to you, my dear Lupin.
-Did you hear that racket at the menagerie?
What's wrong with them? Didn't they have breakfast?
-I don't know, but we've got to find out what's going on.
Follow me.
Friends, I implore you.
My master is suffering from a terrible headache.
He needs silence.
And if he doesn't get it, he'll shut down the menagerie.
That would be a tragedy.
You would be forced to leave Versailles
to live elsewhere, all separated.
I shall be very sorry to see you go.
-Nonsense, the king would never do that.
Versailles is our home.
-We're very comfortable here. -Yes, we are.
His Majesty could never drive us out. He couldn't.
-Absolutely.
Calm down, friends. Unwind, relax.
The king will never part with us.
Rosa, darling, you're right.
-Come on, behave yourself, Mr. Delima.
-It's "madame" Rosa.
-He definitely has no sense of decorum.
This is Versailles.
-Yes, it is, but some people don't seem to know that.
-Here we go again.
-I urge you to make an effort.
-It is out of the question that I have to cohabit with this ill-mannered boor,
this lout with no manners
-Mr Delima could benefit from a few lessons in manners and court etiquette.
-Hello, Serge the llama!
-Just Serge, that's enough, my friend.
-I'll teach you the good manners expected by the animals in the menagerie.
-Okay, if it makes the atmosphere more relaxed, why not.
-This llama is so cool!
-My dear Lupin, this lesson could be useful to you too.
-What? I didn't do anything!
-We'll start with something simple.
The haughty gait. -Ok!
Understood! Here we go, baby!
Get a good grip on your paws and raise your head.
-Oh my, look at that! It looks more like a big turkey!
-You could do better, no doubt!
Keep your head up, nice and straight!
I'm fine, nothing's broken! Let's stay cool!
-I've got a feeling this day is gonna be a long one.
Now, Serge, you need to practice your decorum.
-The decor-what?
-Decorum.
The art of behaving in society
and according to the customs in force.
I'm going to need your talents, my dear Lupin.
-It's disgusting!
My godfathers, these peanuts are horrible!
-Watch carefully!
Absolutely, Madam Rosa!
You're so right!
How right you are!
-But of course!
At the Portuguese court,
peanuts are simply exquisite!
-When you talk to her, always say Madame Rosa.
-Yes, Madame Belfort.
-I remind you that in Versailles, spitting is very impolite.
It's imperative that you restrain yourself.
-BONJOUR, MADAME ROSA.
YOU'RE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT.
OH, YES.
-Beautiful day, Madam Rosa.
-We've succeeded in making Serge a true gentleman.
-Ladies !
-What gallantry! -Gentlemen!
-Oh, what poise!
-Such courtesy!
-Admirable!
-Sorry, I forgot. Don't spit, Serge!
-Boor!
You're disgusting!
You don't know how to behave in polite society.
You'll never change!
-You'll never change!
-Please, Madam Rosa. Stop trumpeting like that!
-You offend our noble ears.
-I can't stand this worsening headache.
And this racket that won't stop!
This menagerie is becoming unbearable.
This llama is so ill-mannered!
-No, he isn't! It was Madame Rosa who got upset for nothing!
As usual...
-No, she didn't! He did!
-No, he didn't! It's her!
All right, break it up! I'd like to take a nap!
-You're making too much noise!
-How dare you!
-This is intolerable!
-This is too much! I can't stand it anymore!
-Quiet!
-Let's not give up, we must continue.
-Exactly, Madam Rosa!
How right you are!
You're absolutely right!
-Your din is unpleasant for His Majesty's ears.
Just like mine, for that matter.
He wants to get rid of you.
-Oh no, Belfort was telling the truth!
The king could...
-Finally, they've got it. About time.
-This is a disaster!
-But where would we go? -What are we going to do?
-I don't like moving!
-What will become of us if if we have to leave our house?
-Oh! I don't even want to think about it!
-If Rosa had been more relaxed, we wouldn't be in this mess!
-He's right. It's all Madame Rosa's fault.
-The elephant makes too much noise. -She makes such a racket.
-An elephantine racket.
-It's too much! Since you're against me,
I won't force my presence.
Farewell! None of you deserve me.
-Ah... At last, calm has returned to Versailles.
-Versailles is calm again, but for how long?
Madame Rosa is bound to return,
and their argument will flare up again.
-Serge has made a great effort to adapt to the snobs.
Madame Rosa has to make a little effort on her side.
Otherwise, it's not fair! So, one at a time.
-I suppose you're right, my dear Lupin.
Let's catch up to her!
Madame Rosa?
-Hey ! Madame Rosa !
-Leave me alone. I don't want to talk to you.
-Madame Rosa ! Would you be willing to leave Versailles ?
Your home ? Your peanuts?
And your friends?
No, you wouldn't?
Lupin and I can help you preserve all this.
-Really?
But how?
-By accepting our help.
Mine and the one of...
Lupin? -Behind!
-All right, then.
Agreed. But just this time!
-So, we're not going to beat around the bush.
Madame Rosa, what we need is for you to be cooler.
Just relax!
And to achieve ultimate relaxation, we're going to teach you to spit!
That's disgusting!
-No, it's not! It's fun, you'll see!
And super cool!
-Go ahead, Mrs Rosa! Give it a try!
-No, really, I don't dare. What if someone sees us?
-You'll have to set an example.
-Spit?
Me?
Well, since you have to...
Sorry.
-Go ahead. -Yes. -Your turn.
-That wasn't to good.
You've got some work to do. Listen to the expert.
You're going to close your peepers,
and imagine that you're nibbling...
boogers!
-Hi, friend.
-We can congratulate ourselves on madame Rosa's training.
-You said it! I think she's nicer than before.
-Well, my Sergio, have you lost your tongue?
-No, no, Rosa, my tongue's still there.
Hello to you, little girl.
-Hey girls, it's chirping!
-It's a disgrace! An outrage!
-This person is not our Madam Rosa!
What have you done to her?
-Oh, really!
We're not staying another minute with such a vulgar elephant!
-That's right! Very vulgar!
And with no manners at all!
-"Vulgar"?
"With no manners at all"?
You mean me?
Yes, you're right, ladies, this is Versailles!
And I've had my brain turned upside down, but it's gone on long enough!
All because of of that hairy beast!
-Calm down, Madame Rosa! Please, be quiet!
-Okay my friend, be quiet! Stop spitting!
-But you have to...
-Your Majesty, here is the remedy for headaches.
-I can't stand this racket another minute.
Enough of this! I've had enough!
I'm going to the menagerie.
-We can't take any more of this enraged elephant!
-Get out of our sight, spitting llama!
-No you don't!
I'm sick and tired of this snobbish woman!
-Down with madame Rosa!
-It's all your fault! -Hairy lout!
-Hairy! Hairy!
-Quiet!
-Savage! -Outrageous!
-No, Madam Rosa, don't start that again, please!
-Oh, Sergio, stop it!
Swallow this, you're stubborn as a mule!
-You'd better calm down, all of you, because the king...
The king is on his way to the menagerie.
Good luck getting everyone to calm down in time,
to keep these animals from being expelled from Versailles.
I'll be seeing you.
-We did what we could.
But Serge and Madame Rosa will never come to an agreement.
-I refuse to give in.
We can't let them leave Versailles.
There must be some way to make them see reason.
-But Belfort, they're too different.
-It's possible to get along when you're different.
Take you and me, for example.
We get along just fine, don't we?
-Yeah, we do.
Maybe we made a mistake
changing them so they could make peace.
They need to stay as they are inside.
-Lupin, what you say is very true.
We didn't need to change in order to get along.
We have to make them see reason.
-Sure. Just give me a second.
-Hey, y'all, did you see yourselves there?
You look smart yelling at each other, like...
like... humans!
-Lupin's right. Look at us.
We're very different from each other.
Very different. But not a day goes by that we don't rejoice
in our friendship and the superb team we are.
-Even if we don't always agree.
-Living together is possible.
Even when everything pits us against each other.
-But to do that, we have to accept the differences of others.
-Your lack of respect will eventually lead to your downfall.
You should be ashamed of yourself.
-Believe well I regret it, Bontemps.
But I can't stand the screams of these animals any longer.
Enough is enough!
Close down this menagerie!
So that calm may return to Versailles once and for all.
-At your orders, Majesty.
I will give orders for this to be done immediately.
-It's all because of you of you, you savage!
-It's all your fault, Mrs. Mulehead!
-Belfort, do something!
He's your master! You know how him.
Change his mind. You're their last chance.
-Certainly, certainly.
Think about it, Belfort.
-Damn! Belfort disapproves!
You never cease to surprise me.
-Yeah, me too.
-Well, well, so be it.
Dear Belfort, since you insist that the menagerie remains open,
let me appoint you its guardian.
I entrust you with the mission of ensuring to preserve the calm.
The menagerie must remain peaceful.
The fresh air seems to have calmed my headache.
It's no longer necessary to close the menagerie.
-And so it shall be, Your Majesty.
-That was a close one.
-We're not moving.
-That's what I've always said.
The real king at Versailles is Belfort.
-Belfort and Lupin are right.
Even though we're very different,
we have to live together, without having to change who we are.
And neither do you, for that matter.
-How right you are, Mr. Delima.
Serge, rather.
I'm going to have to put up with your... spit.
After all, to each his own customs and habits.
Isn't that right, folks?
-And to each his own character too.
-Er...
Good shot, Mr. Serge!
-Right on!
As Madame Rosa...
-Very good aim, Mr. Serge!
-He can be proud of you, your master.
You've done something unbelievable.
But there's one thing you're not very good at.
Let's not kid ourselves, your technique sucks.
Check out the pro! You lean on your paws, pull your head back,
use your paws for leverage and spit!
-Oh, dear!
-Don't make a fuss, Belfort!
-But my dear Lupin, as you know so well,
all that fuss, is Versailles!
-In the time of King Louis XIV, a zoo existed in Versailles.
It was called the Royal Menagerie.
It was filled with animals from all over the world.
There were exotic birds, lions,
ostriches and even an elephant,
given to Louis XIV by the King of Portugal.
Louis XIV encouraged artists such
as the painter Alexandre-François Desportes
to observe the animals
and paint them as faithfully as possible.
After a few years, the Sun King offered the menagerie
to the young princess Marie-Adélaïde de Savoie.
This somewhat rebellious princess loved animals.
400 years later, the
elephant's skeleton is
preserved in the Paris Natural History Museum.
As for the menagerie, it no longer exists, but
a few ruins of this enchanted place can still
be seen at the end of Versailles' Grand Canal.