The big bad wolf
- Find that wolf. Don't let it get away.
- He went that way! Fast!
- And Red Riding Hood said :
"Grandmother, what big teeth you have."
"All the better to eat you up with." shouts the wolf.
Tearing off his disguise, he jumps on Red Riding Hood.
and eats her alive.
- It's far too horrible! Poor little Red Riding Hood.
- Bazire, be quiet, I can't hear a thing.
- But luckily... some lumberjacks, who happened to be passing by,
surprised the wolf with the big belly.
- "Lumberjack". That reminds me that I have to order wood for the castle fireplaces.
- Your Majesty!
- Guard, speak.
- We saw a wolf in the grove.
- Oh, Lupin!
- Alas it was too dark, we've lost him.
- Very well. Close down the estate, he mustn't escape. Am I clear?
I'll track him down tomorrow morning.
- Bazire?
- Yes?
- Have my dogs ready for the hunt at dawn. That animal will get what it deserves.
- You hear that, Tane?
- Yes, Ponne. Finally! I've been dreaming of killing Lupin.
- Close all entrances! King's orders.
Close everything.
- Lupin, this is no time to sleep.
- Belfort? Why are you here in the middle of the night?
- The guard spotted you in the grove.
- At dawn, my mother and sisters will hunt you down by order of Louis.
- What ? What are you talking about?
The guards weren't talking about me, Belfort.
- I beg your pardon?
- There's another wolf, I can smell him. It's a different scent then mine.
- Are you saying there's a real wolf, loose in Versailles?
- Hey, I'm a real wolf too, okay?
- There's a difference. You're kind and harmless.
According to Perrault, a real wolf is fierce and bloodthirsty.
- Belfort, those are things invented by humans.
If there really is a wolf in Versailles, it's the one in danger.
- We've got to find it before the humans do.
- Of course, you're right.
- Then we'll have to help him get back to the forest.
- The south gate is closed.
Keep going, don't leave any exit open.
- We'll have to be very discreet.
- I'm about to meet another wolf for the first time.
- It's true, you didn't know your family.
- I wonder where he's from. And what he's like.
- I hope he'll be nice.
- Oh, there he is!
Hi, there. We've come to help you.
- We'll take you to the forest.
- I don't need help from a human's dog.
- I know it's weird, this is my buddy, his name is Belfort. And I'm Lupin.
- What is it? A wolf friend with a dog? Impossible.
You don't belong here, it's dangerous. You should be in the forest with your pack.
- I don't have a pack. I live here, in the groves.
Follow us. We'll take you back to the forest.
- You might get lost in Versailles. It's very big.
- I know about doggies like you, always obeying humans...
If we follow him, he'll lead us right to the humans!
- Wait... Belfort would never do that. You can trust him. I swear.
- All right, I agree to follow you. But there's no way I'm trusting a mutt.
- A mutt? Me? I'll have you know I'm Belfort,
son of Diane,
dog of Louis...
- Belfort, this is no time for protocol, if you know what I mean.
- Well... Certainly. Let's be on our way.
The west gate leads to the forest. Let's go before the guards lock it.
- Actually, you didn't tell us your name.
- My name is Remus. - Remus...
- Oh, no!
- Let's split up. - The guards.
- I knew it! He led us to his masters.
- No, I didn't, you're mistaking. We'll just have to find another way to get to...
- Your time is up, I'm going to eat you up!
- Yeah, stop it, Remus.
- I know how to get through the gardens without seeing a human.
- The tunnels! Belfort, you got a stroke of genius.
- Thank you, my dear Lupin.
Just a little more effort!
- Report! - The north and
east gates are closed, captain.
- Perfect! Continue! That wolf mustn't escape.
- Hurry! Hurry!
Oh, you're so strong!
- Jump in! Hurry!
What is this place?
- The fountain pipes.
- That's miles of tunnels.
- I don't like being cooped up. - We should be near the Latona Fountain.
To reach the west gate, we have to go this way.
- Hey, Remus, I was wondering... Where do you live, anyway?
- In the forest with my pack.
- So you have a pack?
- Of course I have a pack. Wolves always have to live in a pack.
When a wolf lives alone, like you, he's vulnerable.
In a pack, we take care of each other.
- You do? I didn't know that. I've always been on my own.
- What I mean is... Before, I was all alone. Before Belfort.
- We must be under the "Bosquet du Dauphin".
Let's go straight.
- Now, listen to me. A wolf doesn't live this close to humans... and their dogs.
Trust me. He'll betray you in the end.
- No, no, no. Belfort's my best friend for life.
- Dogs are only good for obeying their masters and chasing wolves.
You can't stay. It's time for you to go.
- Is everything all right?
- Mind your own business, mutt.
- Everything's just right, Belfort. Come on, let's go.
- Oh, dear, that complicates things.
We'll have to go another way. Think...
- Out of the way, dog.
- It's no use. You see the gate's locked.
- I said get out of the way!
- Wow!
- This is it.
The west gate.
The guards haven't closed it yet. We'd better hurry.
- The forest is beyond. You're free, Remus.
- Thank you, Lupin.
- Don't mention it. It's all thanks to Belfort, you know.
- You should come with me.
- What?
- In the forest, join my pack. You'll be safe.
- But l... You see, I...
Oh, no!
- Inform the captain, all the entrances are closed.
Oh, no!
- I'll stand guard here.
- We're trapped, the humans will find us. - No. We'll find a solution. Right, Belfort?
- Well said Lupin. But now I'm afraid it's going to be even more complicated.
- Wake up, dogs! The sun's up.
Diane, Tane, Ponne, Belfort... Oh?
Belfort!
It's barely 5 a.m. and that dog's already disappeared!
Tell me I'm dreaming!
- It seems Belfort found a way to miss the hunt,
as usual.
The king is waiting for us, it's intolerable!
- Our brother is protecting his less-than-helpless friend.
- To bad he doesn't stand a chance.
- It's so exciting, why didn't we think of this before?
- Because we'd never been told to. Dogs obey the king.
But our master is finally going to tell us to hunt that wolf, our brother's wolf.
It's the best day of my life!
- We should have stayed in the tunnels. There's too much light now.
- Impossible, in a few minutes, the fountain maker are coming down.
- And soon the gardeners are coming in this area.
- There's only one solution.
If the gardens are dangerous...
- In the castle? Are you crazy? Belfort, are you nuts?
- You've got to be kidding me, you want me to walk into the lion's den?
- They wouldn't think of looking for you in the castle. Trust me.
- I'm warning you dog: if anything goes wrong, you'll have to deal with me.
- Bazire, find Belfort and join us.
- Yes, Your Ma... Ma... Majesty.
Belfort!
- Go!
- The hunt is on! Quickly, quickly!
- Another day looking for that dog...
I should have listened to Mum and stayed in Calais to open an inn...
- How do humans live out here?
No trees, no grass... Ugh!
- They love to complicate their lives. A cave is all you need to stay dry.
Caves are cool.
- The perfect hiding place. My mother and sisters won't look for a wolf here.
- I don't like this place. Understood?
I...
- Don't worry, you'll soon get used to the waxed floor.
- Castle life isn't so bad.
It's warm. And humans create wonderful things.
Paintings,
music...
When you get to know them, they're not so bad.
That is, unless you're a wolf.
- Belfort!
Belfort!
I'll count to 3.
1, 2, 2 and a half, 2 three quarters...
- 3 !
- Did you ask for a woodcutter?
- Yes, we need a cartload of wood.
- It'll be done, Mr. Bontemps. I'm off to the forest immediately.
- Hey, there's our way out!
He's going to the forest to get wood.
Remus could climb aboard his cart.
- It's a very risky idea.
And dangerous.
- That's for me to decide. Go for the cart. Let's go.
- Very good, search!
- Oh, my!
- Go!
Find that wolf!
Come on, find his scent!
- If they pick up Remus's scent, all is lost.
- We must mask his scent. I'll put mine everywhere.
- This is a reckless idea! You can't be serious.
- That's for me to decide.
- Lupin!
- He's got guts, that puppy.
- I'm just scratching away...
- Listen carefully dog: if anything goes wrong...
- Yes, I know: I'll have to deal with you. Let's go.
- What the hell? Come on, move over, dog.
- My apologies.
- No harm done.
- Go!
- Tane, look.
- Belfort's up to something.
- Did you miss me?
- Lupin, there you are!
- This gate remains closed by order of the king.
- How do I get wood for His Royal Majesty?
- The orders are clear.
- You can explain that to the king when he can't light up a fire and he freezes.
I prefer that.
- Oh, no,! They'll find him! We must act.
- Lupin! Don't do it!
- The wolf! Attack!
- Take care of Remus.
- Quickly! At full tilt! Please!
- The wolf! It's there, look!
- That's enough. Heel.
It's no use. He's escaped us.
Let's go back to the castle.
- This is all your fault. You helped him escape, didn't you?
- If Ponne is telling the truth, Belfort, then you've disobeyed the king.
That's unforgivable.
Come on, let's go home.
- Phew... - Lupin !
Thanks for your help.
- Ah. Well, you're welcome.
- Follow me. Let's go back to my pack.
Lupin, this place is too dangerous, especially for us.
The humans won't accept us. Neither will their dogs.
You may be friends with this Belfort guy, but trust me,
but that'll change eventually.
Come and join us. You'll discover true freedom. You'll have a family.
- But if I come with you...
- It's a good day.
We've finally chased this scum out of Versailles once and for all.
- But when I think we were this close to catching him...
- Because of you, I've lost my only true friend. He's gone.
- Of course he's gone! Who'd want you as a friend?
- Hey.
Isn't it too early in the season for hay fever?
- No, it's my pollen allergy. You know how...
Oh, Lupin. I thought I'd never see you again.
- Living with a pack has got to be the best, but my home is here, in Versailles, with you.
- I need to blow my nose.
- Yeah, I know, the pollen... Shall we go? Let's go.
- Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Puss in Boots, Little Red Riding Hood...
These stories are very old and have been passed down orally.
They were first published in France under Louis XIV.
Charles Perrault had the idea of compiling them in a collection, "Les Contes de la mère l'Oye".
Much more than stories for children, these tales are life lessons that help us to differentiate between good and evil.
At the same time, Jean de la Fontaine was adapting stories in the form of poems, the famous fables.
Written for the son of King Louis XIV, fables like "The Raven and the Fox" are still learned by schoolchildren in France.