Tintin in America. Script

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Tintin in America. Script

Tintin: "Chicago, the windy city. Sometimes called America's gateway to the West has recently fallen under control of gangsters." No, too much. "The mob rules Chicago." Naaaah… Uhm... You know, Snowy? If this story is supposed to be true that we're gonna have to prove it.

Boy: Extra! Extra! Read all about it! Tintin is coming to Chicago. World famous reporter do an exposé on organized crime.

The boss: I don't like this. I heared this Tintin can be a real troublemaker. If he does his exposé it could be bad for business. Catch my drift?

Mr. Smiles: Don't worry, boss. I'll take care of things. Tintin wan't be any problem. I'll guarantee.

Tintin: Well, here we are, Snowy: Chicago!

Suspicious man: Looking for a taxi, sir?

Tintin: Eh... Yeah, sure! I'm going to the Osborne hotel.

Suspicious man: Sure thing!

Tintin: Hey, driver! What's going on?

Suspicious man: Too bad you won't get to appreciate the view.

Tintin: I don't like this, Snowy. Let's get out of here! Come on, Snowy! This is our chance! Hey, police! Over here! There he is! Faster!

Police agent: Police! Pull over!

Mr. Smiles: The taxi is run into trouble. Send the Australian and arrange for a special car.

Suspicious man: But they offer me five hundred bucks.

Tintin: Who?

Suspicious man: I can't tell you. They'd kill me...

Tintin: No one's going to kill you. You get police protection

Suspicious man: Police protection? You don't understand… The police...

Tintin: Oh, no! Hey, you! Stop! Stop! Stop ! Hey! Faster! We nearly… Wow! Thank you. Hello? Hello? Is anyone there? Hello? Who is this? Hands up! Drop the gun! Now, don't make a move. Operator? Send the police up to room 374!

Operator: Right away, Mr. Tintin. Ah! Mr. Smiles!

Mr. Smiles: Remember: I wasn't here.

Operator: Yes, sir.

Tintin: Come in.

Detective Andrews: Mr. Tintin? I'm detective Andrews.

Tintin: That was quick.

Detective Andrews: The hotel operator said you needed help.

Tintin: Yes. This gangster broke into my room with a gun.

Detective Andrews: I see. Ok, we'll take him downtown. Would you mind coming with us to sign a complaint?

Tintin: It would be my pleasure, detectives!

Detective Andrews: I know it's a little out of the way, but this is places secret headquarters from mob activity. It's easier than working out of the station.

Tintin: I see. These sure don't look like policemen to me, Snowy.

Detective Andrews: Right in there.

Mr. Smiles: Sit down, Mr. Tintin. It's a pleasure to meet you.

Tintin: Thanks… But, who are you?

Mr. Smiles: My name is Bobby Smiles. I'm the underboss of the Chicago mob syndicate.

Tintin: Mob syndicate! I knew there was something wrong with this setup! You're nothing but a gangster!

Mr. Smiles: I prefer the title syndicate member myself.

Tintin: Why was I brought here?

Mr. Smiles: Because I wanted to meet you personally before you leave town. I'll make it worth you while, Mr. Tintin. Say: two hundred thousand dollars? Of course, if you decide not to accept my offer, then that'll be forced to make you leave in a less pleasant way.

Tintin: I don't like bribes or threats, Mr. Smiles. I'll leave Chicago when I'm ready after I've finished my story

Mr. Smiles: I'm sorry to hear that, Mr. Tintin. You see? You don't have much choice.

Tintin: Gas! Snowy! Stay close to the floor!

Bad guy: Hope the fish are hungry. What was that?

The other bad guy: I didn't hear anything.

Bad guy: I don't see anything down there.

Tintin: That's why you're looking in the wrong place. Drop your guns! Thank you. Hey, guys! Know how you call the police without a pone? Well…

The boss: I thought you were taking care of this guy, Smiles…

Mr. Smiles: I am, boss… Trust me... Everything is under control.

The boss: It better be or you're next, see?

Snitcher: There's Tintin's hotel room on the 37th floor

Mr. Smiles: Just make sure you don't miss.

Snitcher: I never miss, Mr. Smiles. Kid's stuff.

Tintin: I knew those gansters would try again. Good thing we took precautions, Snowy? And now that they think we're dead, we can et our own trap.

Syndicate member: Mr. Smiles! We just got a tip A disguised truck full of treasury bills is leaving from New Yorkand get this: without a police escort.

Mr. Smiles: No, police escort?

Syndicate member: Yeah, they didn't want to call attention to the truckin case someone got ideas about hijacking it.

Mr. Smiles: No, what kind of a person would do a thing like that? Ha ha ha. Get the men

Chief: Do you think they'll fall for this, Tintin?

Tintin: Pretty sure they will, chief. Look!

Mr. Smiles: Well, well. What have we got here? Hands up!

Chief: Hands up! You're under arrest! Tintin, thanks to you we've landed a very big fish.

Tintin: So, where is Smiles?

Chief: One of our informants spotted Smiles here this morning. Apparently he's got a cabin on the mountains.

Tintin: Don't worry, chief. I'll find him. You just get a jail cell ready. We sort of stick out like a sore thumb, don't be, Snowy? So, what do you think? Next on the list? Transportation.

Horse friend: Sure! I horse you can use for a few days. I got just the one for you. Her name's Beatrice.

Tintin: Hello, Beatrice! I don't think Beatrice likes me very much. Have you got any other horses?

Horse friend: You'll be happy with this one.

Tintin: Sure I will. Ready, Snowy? Uhmm, according to this map Smiles' cabin is up there.

Mr. Smiles: Tintin! I don't know how he found me but he's gonna wish he never did.

Tintin: Looks like we're continuing on foot.

Mr. Smiles: That's right. Just a few more feet.

Tintin: There it is Come on, Snowy.

Mr. Smiles: A little closer.

Tintin: No! Yoinks! That was close!

Mr. Smiles: Ha ha ha, Tintin won't be bothering me again.

Tintin: Oh, no? Sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Smiles. Let's go. The police are waiting.

The boss: Ever since Tintin came to town, business is ground to a halt. Because of him, half of us are in jail; the other half are posting bail. It's time someone took care of that gy. Someone like me.

Tintin: Ok, Snowy. Let's go. We've got to meet the chief of police in twenty minutes. Snowy? Now where is he come? Snowy! "If you want to see you dog again, wave a White handkerchief from the window." Those scoundrels! They've kidnapped Snowy. It's probably a trap. I've got to be very careful. Extra! Extra! Read all about it! Paper, mister?

Bad guy: Sure, kid.

Tintin: Any minute now.

Bellboy: Mr. Tintin may be a good reporter, but he sure has some strange request.

The boss: Now for our next order of business. Tintin, the nosy reporter…

Tintin: Looks like I'm on to something big.

The boss: Bugsy left a message at Tintin's hotel to be on the pier at 9:00 with the cash. Ten of our men will be waiting for him. He won't walk away this time.

Tintin: Hey, kid. You wan to earn ten bucks?

The boss: Yes, gentlemen: soon be rid of that past for good.

Kid: Give me my ball back!

Bad guy: I'll give you your ball back! Come here you little brat!

Bugsy: It's nine o'clock. I'd better call the men to see of Tintin showed up.

Bad guy: Bugsy? Bugsy!

Another bad guy: Hey, what's going on?

Tintin: Well, that takes care of them. Snowy? Snowy! Snowy, hold on! I'll have you in a minute! Good boy! Come on, let's get out of here.

Bugsy: There he is! Hurry! Get him!

Bad guy: Hurry up!

Tintin: Game over, Bugsy! Now the real fun begins. Chief, this is Tintin? I'm 2117 Lakeside Avenue. You'd better come right away with reinforcements. I've got a little surprise for you.

The boss: Well, gentlemen: it's 9:30. By now, Tintin is dead and our problems are over.

Gentlemen: Hurray! Hurray!

Policemen: Freeze!

Chief: Police: you're under arrest.

Radio voice: And the crowd is going wild! Tintin is a hero here! Chicago can hold … again. The mob has been put out objection.

Tintin: They have been ruthless enemies, cruel and desperate men. That's that. Hello? What? Oh, no! I'll be right over. Come on, Snowy! Here we go again!