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In the Forest of the Paintbrushes...
Hey, my name's Chalk, and I like... women.
How're you doing, baby?
My name's Paintsty, and I don't like men like you!
Go away!
Why are you attacking me?
I am a very honest man.
From where the palm grows?
For my honor...
I choose you!
I choose you!
Meanwhile...
I am the best! I am the best!
Who are you?!
Ash Paintem!
I am Gary Easel.
Gary! Why are you here?
Because I have this... my Pintamón!
I have a Pintamón too!
Well, my Pintamón is Da Vinci...
Bring it.
What?! Well, my Pintamón is... Velázquez!
I've never heard of that.
Velázquez is the greatest painter in the world!
Well, I'm the grandfather- no, the grandson
...of Professor Oak.
Well... he likes me better!
Well, I have many, many... cheerleaders!
And they love me, right? Yes.
Come here, girls!
Gary is the best! Gary is the best!
Well, I have... best friends!
That's right.
What now?
Want to... fight?
What?
Let's go!
Bring it!
I CHOOSE YOU!
The battle begins!
Ah, I am so glad to have escaped...
At last, I see the light... where is my monkey?
This shape is very strange...
It ought to be a cube.
Why isn't anything fat?
Ah, I hate this!
How dare you attack my girl! Attack, Botero!
(Chalk, Botero's trainer)
Dear Pablo, I shall save you!
Go away, noob!
You dishonor me.
Chauvinist pigs, you should not fight!
Idiots, I am Frida Kahlo of Mexico! Long live Mexico!
Colombia is better. Long live Bolívar!
I am from Spain!
Well, I was born in 1904!
I have more life in me because I was born in 1932.
Botero, you just reminded me that I was born in 1907.
Children, children, silence.
I was born in another century!
I have seen the past and the future and all is a blur.
All is... surreal.
You're a cube!
You are fat.
Nothing is more important than my face.
Shut up, your unibrow is ugly!
But my eyebrows are... sexy.
Now, now, children, this battle needs to end right here.
I would like it if you would kindly shut up...
Little old man!
Respect your elders!
Workers of the world, unite!
Hammer and sickle, baby.
Who cares about communism? My mustache is a-mazing.
It cannot compare with my beard...
It itches.
I received a communist peace prize!
I was expelled from the art academy
because no one was competent enough to examine me.
How egotistical you are.
I care about the people of the world because
I depicted the torture of Iraqis by the... Americans.
Well, my life is torture.
I had polio at the age of six,
I had a car accident,
my husband cheated on me with my younger sister,
I had an abortion,
and I had my right leg amputated!
How boring! I'm dead.
As am I!
And I!
Well...
My life, no, my death, is sad as well.
At least I left self-portraits of my beautiful face.
Well, I painted 100,000 paintings and created cubism.
...and a part of surrealism as well.
Excuse me?! I am the only surrealist in the world.
But...
I have a fat horse.
Guernica!
For my Russian ballerina! Picasso!
I use...
The Persistence of Memory.
Attack, fat horse!
No! Why, my watches?
Continue....?
...yes!
Who could it be?
Help me!
Now, I take my revenge!
With watermelons! ...from Frida Kahlo.
Ah, watermelons!
The fat guitar!
Les Demoiselles d'Avignon!
Unibrow!
Who is the best?