The Adventures of Tintin Page #5

Wee children's dreams.

No, the ship.

Please try to remember, Captain.

Lives are at risk.

Snowy, what have you done?

I'd stand back if I were you.

Out! Everybody out of the room!

Snowy!

This man is insane!

Show yourself, Red Rackham!

If it's a fight you want,

you've met your match!

A fight with who?

To the death, Red Rackham!

No, wait!

Wait. Captain...

I remember everything now.

Everything Granddaddy told me.

The Unicorn was taken.

The pirates were now masters of the ship.

The crew surrendered?

Granddaddy said that Red Rackham

called Sir Francis the King's dog.

A pirate hunter sent to reclaim

their hard-won plunder.

Why would I waste my time on rum,

tobacco, molasses and dates

when you have

a more valuable cargo onboard?

Where is it?

You'll have to kill me first.

Not first, no.

Please.

I'll start with your men.

To save his men,

he would give up the secret cargo.

And where was it?

Four hundredweight

of gold, jewels and treasure.

Kill his men!

No, Rackham! No!

Rackham, you gave me your word! Rackham!

Rackham!

Sir Francis knew he was doomed.

That he'd be hung from the highest yardarm.

But they didn't reckon on one thing!

Sir Francis was a Haddock.

And a Haddock always has a trick

up his sleeve.

And with that, he hurls himself forward!

On the pirates? Like that? Unarmed?

No! No, on a bottle of rum

rolling on the deck.

And he opens it up,

and puts it to his lips, and...

And then he stops.

"This is no time for drinking," he says.

"I need all my wits about me. "

With that, he puts down the bottle and...

Yes, yes, he puts down the bottle...

And he seizes a cutlass.

And then he makes his way

to the ship's magazine,

where they keep all the gunpowder

and the shot!

You dog!

You'd blow us sky high?

Come on, then.

Let's have you.

Not this time.

You!

Captain, what is it?

How could I be so blind?

What are you talking about?

This isn't just about the scrolls or...

Or the treasure that went down with the ship.

It's me.

It's me he's after!

You'll suffer a curse upon you

and your name, Haddock.

He wants vengeance.

Come back and face me!

- Hurry, Tintin.

- What?

- We're out of time.

- Captain!

I curse you!

I curse your name and all who come after!

We will meet again, Haddock!

In another time! In another life!

It's not over. It was never over!

I don't understand. Who's after your blood?

- Sakharine!

- Sakharine? Why?

He's Red Rackham's descendent!

He means to finish it!

- That's why he did it.

- Did what?

Sank his own ship. Sir Francis sent

that treasure to the bottom of the sea.

He would be damned

before he let Red Rackham have it.

- And he was.

- But he couldn't let it lie.

- No.

- He left a clue.

Three clues wrapped in a riddle,

concealing a secret.

But only a true Haddock

would be able to solve it.

- What secret?

- The location.

To one of the greatest sunken treasures

in all history.

The wreck of the Unicorn.

He means to steal it! The third scroll!

Billions of blue, blistering barnacles!

I swear, as the last of the Haddocks,

I'll find that treasure before him!

To Bagghar.

He's here.

It's no good. They could be anywhere.

Captain.

Don't look now, but we're being followed.

Yes, we are.

What do you want?

Why are you following us?

Who are you working for?

Captain, stop! Stop!

- Thompson and Thomson.

- Not so loud.

- We're in disguise.

- So I see.

You got the message I sent from the ship?

Yes, well, bit of a long story, that.

The upshot is we caught the thief,

retrieved your wallet,

and then hopped on the next plane

to Bagghar.

Yes, that pocket picker

has picked his last pocket.

There. Don't worry.

He didn't take any money.

It's not the money I'm worried about.

The odds are even.

Now, to find the next two scrolls.

The Milanese Nightingale.

That's his secret weapon?

- My!

- My!

What a dish.

Enchanted, signora!

Benvenuto! Welcome! Marhaba!

We are blessed with your presence.

Yes. Indeed, Signor Salad!

What charming peasants.

May I introduce my escort,

Monsieur Shuggair Addeitiff.

He's been very

passionate in his support of this concert.

It's my first visit to the Third World.

Please forgive me. I must escort madame

to her dressing room. Excuse us.

After you.

- Hello, how are you?

- Hello...

Here. I want you to look after this.

- What are you doing?

- Me?

- Yes.

- Are you sure?

If I'm caught,

I don't want them to find this on me.

Look, just keep it hidden.

I will guard this with my life!

Get up! Get up!

It's her!

Blistering barnacles!

What's that noise?

My ears,

- they're bleeding.

- No, they're not.

Captain.

Shut up, Snowy.

Oh, Columbus, it's every man for himself!

Make way.

Make way! Medical emergency.

That was close.

Hello, Captain.

You!

Oh, no!

Sakharine!

The falcon! Snowy, after him!

Tintin! Tintin!

Those two! There!

They're here to steal your ship!

No, no, no, no, no, we're not!

Arrest him! The ugly one!

- No, wait!

- Who, me?

Yes!

Thief! Arrest him!

Captain!

- Sakharine's got the scroll!

- It's worse than that.

- What do you mean?

- They took your scroll, Tintin. It's gone.

How? What happened?

It was Allan.

He knobbled me in the garden, and then

- there was a bottle of alcohol and...

- There always is.

No, no! No, not like that.

I can smell it on you.

Hurry. Back to the boat.

- Tintin! Where are you going?

- I'm going after Sakharine.

- By yourself?

- Yes!

Come on, Snowy!

Catch them, catch them!

Lose them! Get him off our tail!

Did you hit anything?

Oh, dear.

Faster, you idiot, faster!

Not again!

- I'll have those, thank you.

- Come on, Snowy!

No!

Incoming falcon at four o'clock!

Tintin, faster!

- The scrolls!

- I got one, two...

And three!

Snowy!

Oh, no! Not again.

Come here, my beauty.

Ten thousand thundering typhoons!

Come here, you pilfering parakeet!

Captain, the bird! Grab it!

Nice work, Snowy! Don't let him go!

You blue blistering barnacles!

Hang on, Snowy! Snowy, I'm coming!

There he is! Stop!

That's right, that's right, come to Daddy.

Come to Daddy.

Gotcha!

No!

Geronimo!

You double-dealing, pilfering parasites!

Excuse me. Pardon me. Sorry.

Gotcha!

The scrolls are lining up.

These are hidden numbers.

What does it say?

I wouldn't do that if I were you!

Let the bird go.

What do you value more,

those scrolls or Haddock's life?

Don't listen to him.

You'll never get away with this,

you sour-faced sassonack!

I will kill him.

Don't worry about me, Tintin, I'm fine.

Let the bird go now, or this man dies!

No! Wait!

You two-timing troglodyte!

You simpering son of a po-faced profiteer!

Perhaps we should put it to the test.

Here's mud in your eye.

Fathead!

Captain!

- We're saved!

- I love the beach.

- You said you wanted a holiday.

- Quite.

Very good.

- Nobody takes my ship!

- They've already taken it.

Nobody takes my ship twice!

We'll show them, won't we, Tintin?

All right then, what's the plan?

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