Schatz im Silbersee, Der (The Treasure of Silver Lake)
- Year:
- 1962
- 93 Views
Centuries ago West it was
still unknown area.
It attracted all kinds of people:
Pioneers looking for a house...
and adventurers who
tension and gold were looking for.
But the West also questioned
outcasts to:
Law sought by the crooks,
murderers and tramps.
But there were also people
who fought for justice...
as Charles Vaillant,
aka Old Shafterhand.
friends with Winnetou:
The chief of the Apache.
mountains and valleys...
and we will be desperate struggle
behold...
to hold enormous resources.
There he is al Come on.
Hands up.
Come on, guys.
Well done, Colonel.
Give me a whiskey.
- Here is plaab. Go garble.
- Hi, Bill.
Grab your chance with this new,
medical discovery:
Aqua Salamandra.
Sick, weak or old?
This means a cure for everything.
I said no because it's my father
, but because it is true.
in the world.
As we drink. You eat
there another one? Well. Cheers.
- Good luck.
- Good luck.
What's hot.
There is something in the air.
My scalpjeukt.
At least, where he used Saturday.
I am just open the window.
What do I go?
Here comes' n alien to.
A rookie if I am not mistaken.
- Whiskey.
- Not more on the swelling. Get out.
- Why doeje so stupid?
- Get out, I said.
Look at that.
Never without hat
in the bright sun, friend.
- Are you hurt?
- No, you know.
- I got a topmedicijn.
- No thanks, I have nothing.
My horse is only
a few sizes too big.
Look at him.
I would love may be on him.
- Thanks, what kind.
- I got something for you, girl.
I do not believe so.
What then?
- Do you think my rum unwell?
- Yes, sure.
I hoesfte because I 'd like.
Can I ask you what, sir?
OFWAT Who are you looking for here?
I search
the Papilio polymnestor parinda.
I do not know that.
What does he look like?
Medium red with wings.
The blue variant
what is less rare.
A butterfly. I am
butterfly collector.
I was not touching you,
but that bottle there.
My rifle moved a little bit.
That will change the case.
I thought it "was a joke.
You will pop stand.
What happens now
alsje father comes back, Fred?
That would you do
want to know, HC?
Then he becomes rich.
Very rich.
My father.
You bet.
Let 's take drink.
On my father.
Cheers. Look, if doeje that.
There is also 'n secret,
but that I should keep quiet...
to my dad with the coach
back from Salt Lake City.
What do you want from me?
Professor Jemerson-Hartley.
Medical and veterinarian of Appeal.
My horse and I are healthy.
Here you can not lose.
I got here
aqua chimborosa amore.
dolverliefd is on you.
I guarantee that.
Slechb three dollars a bottle.
If I do need your elixir
for the love...
- it is bad to me made.
- In addition to the coach.
Why is there no koebier?
Father.
- He is dead.
- Kill.
I will find your killer.
Wait.
Five horses
without which a rider.
They came from that side and here
they left the horses behind.
The tracks lead to
the main road.
Why they have the horses
left behind?
This voebporen go that way.
The others go down there.
Follow that but you.
- There were whites on the lurk.
- They waited on the coach.
There are also traces.
They have just dragged.
No fight.
Shot in the back.
They made no chance. They are
murdered in cold blood.
Bandits.
The 3rd man was stabbed,
but ontkwam.
Then he was sitting in the koeb. None
it had only horse riders.
One of the dead has Engel.
Maybe he escapes
in the carriage.
What do we do now?
If you drive to Tulsa, I will
trace of the bandits follow.
There was only 50 dollars in that fund.
As postmaster, I know that.
Furthermore, there is only with
people on the passenger list.
Mr. Engel and blessed
Brown is one that is now gone.
Almost every rogue called himself
Brown.
- This was not about the money.
- No? But wherever it about?
Maybe they were looking
Easter eggs.
- Fred, what is it?
- Where gaje go?
- No movement.
- What a gruff greeting.
Killer.
Think for your shoot.
Come and get out.
Hello, old giant.
That is coincidental.
- That is the offender. Hang him.
- Wait a minute.
You do not see
that this is not a crook?
If such a horse and such guns
not 'n hunter bears are...
I eat than on my scalp
's breakfast. Glad to see you.
Day, which every great hero has
with the name Old Shafterhand.
- Is that him?
- If I'm not mistaken, however.
Search the roversbende you?
He Freds-pa murdered.
They are now on their way to Tulsa.
What really for you. We talk it
if we are in Tulsa.
No, I am now going to find the perpetrators.
Winnetou, she is already on the track.
- Is there news, Woodward?
- Where is the colonel?
Me and my men
follow him no longer.
Shut up.
Hilton, Knox, come here.
- What was that?
- Nothing.
Woodward wants money for his
share in the postkoeboverval.
Are you sometimes forget
that you wanted us to speak?
Why do we
postkoeb who actually robbed?
Come inside.
Close the door.
Listen well,
but tell nieb further.
Understood?
Yes.
- We are confident.
- We nNijgen as the grave.
Ever heard of the treasure
van 't Silver Lake?
- These are just talk.
- Sun. Talking, HC?
According to Doc Hartley in Tulsa
Engel has a single card.
Hartley says that English map
a treasure map.
Therefore, we
which coach robberies.
So Angel was the man to
board the coach.
- Him we have slain.
- And where is the card now?
This is one half.
- No idea.
Engel had a son. Who knows down
Where's son than English?
Doc-Hartley follows him.
He know a good medicine.
On-the doctor.
The bottle is empty.
Where bewaarjeje drink?
In the attic.
Engel wanted in Salt Lake City
that piece of land claim.
- What is it?
Hilton, this way.
Let me go.
Gotcha.
I got him. I got him.
Quick, colonel.
Fast.
Plug a lamp.
Fast.
- What is it?
- Come quickly.
- The colonel has been established.
- What is it, Colonel?
- A spy.
Who is that man?
- Burns. That's Burns.
- But where is the spy then?
Fixed jumped out the window.
To arms, men.
Kam 's camp out. Woodward,
versper the road to 'the forest.
- Is it not too late for?
- Forward.
Knox, comb everything.
We must find him.
Come with us.
Listen carefully to Winnetou,
the chief of the Apache.
It showed that face
violating the peace treaty...
will die.
Well done, buddy.
Come on.
It was a good hound,
but now he smells nothing more.
- You have aqua Salamandra needed.
- Good.
Put ten drops on his leg
and he smells again rabbits.
No, thanks.
Well, well, or not.
Vierenintig, vijfenintig.
That miserable fly too.
Hey Aqua Salamandra,
where are you going?
I want my top stuff sell.
The top guys
do not want to be disturbed.
I get it.
I did not, pal.
Then I try it
to the post master.
Only it. His wife is still
as ugly as drops for you.
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