The seven cristal balls. Script
Sanders: Many moons from now there will come seven strangers to the sacred place. The strangers will carry the Inca's body away to their distant land, but the divine curse will follow them wherever they go, over the mountains and beyond the sea... Hello?
Hercules: How are you coming with the translation?
Sanders: I've just finished. But I think you should call the others. I think we've got a problem.
Hércules: Sanders? Sanders? What is it? Alo? Sanders! Sanders! Sanders!! Alo? Alo?
Tintin: Professor Sanders-Hardiman, head of the famed expedition to the Andes, has been found in a deep coma in the study of his home, near the University.
Passenger: There'll be more to come. You take my word for it.
Tintin: More??
Passenger: Yes! Just like Tutankhamun. Remember all those egyptologist who died mysteriously after opening the pharaoh's tomb. It'll be the same with this expedition. I'm sure of it. Why can't we leave this people in peace, anyway? What would we say if the Egypcians and Peruvians came over here and started digging up our kings? What then?
Tintn: Well... Yes, I guess so. Captain! Hello, Captain.
Haddock: Yes, yes: good day, sir. Excuse me for a moment. Nestor! Another one, please.
Nestor: Coming, sir. Your monacle, sir.
Haddock: Thank you, Nestor. Tintin, my boy! What brings you here?
Tintin: Just dropt in for a visit. And how's Professor Calculus?
Haddock: Fine! Fine! Here he comes now. He's looking for a Saxon burial ground.
Tintin: Hello, Professor Calculus.
Calculus: Tintin, my dear friend! Can you stay for a few days?
Tintin: I'm afraid not. I have to leave this evening.
Calculus: Fine! Fine! Then we could have a nice visit.
Haddock: Come on, Tintin. We've got just enough time to see Bruno the magician at the Hippodrome. He can change water into whisky... Amazing!
Tintin: There are a few more acts before the magician, Zarae the knife thrower.
Haddock: Yes! Yes! He's marvelous!
General Alcázar: Señoras y señores! The feeds I'm about to perform are extremely dangerous. Then I request total silence, please.
Tintin: He seems familiar somehow... May I? Great snakes! It's General Alcázar!
Haddock: Who?
Tintin: General Alcázar, I knew him in South America.
Voice: And now Ragdalam the fakir and madame Yamilah who sees all and knows all.
Ragdalam: Madame Yamilah, are you ready to answer me?
Yamilah: Yes.
Ragdalam: First I will put madame Yamilah into a hypnotic state. And now: madame Yamilah, can you tell me this man's first name?
Yamilah: Jolyon.
Ragdalam: Is that correct, sir?
Julian: Yes! Jolyon Wagg! That's me! Absolutely! Yes, indeed!
Ragdalam: And his passport number.
Yamilah: 38425.
Julian: She's absolutely right. Bravo!
Ragdalam: Madame Yamilah, can you tell me if this woman is married?
Yamilah: Yes, her husband is a photograper
Woman: Quite right!
Yamilah: He returns from a distant land, but he's in pain… He's rocked… rocked by a mysterious illness.
Woman: Nonsense! My husband is in perfect health.
Yamilah: A deadly illness from which no one ever recovers. The vengeance of the sun god is terrible... Eeeeew!
Man: Ladies and gentlemen, we apologize for this interruption, but I have an urgent message for a member the audience. Mistress Clarkson, who is requested to return home inmediately: her husband is very ill.
Haddock: This is ridiculous. It must be part of the act.
Tintin: I'm not so sure… Clarkson is the photographer who accompany the Sanders-Hardiman expedition.
Haddock: The what?
Man: And now, ladies and gentlemen, the show must go on with Bianca Castafiore, the Milanese nightingale.
Castafiore: I love to see how lovely I look in this mirror!
Tintin: What about having a chat with General Alcázar?
Haddock: Good idea.
Alcázar: Come in!
Tintin: Good evening, General Alcázar, sir.
Alcázar: Caramba! Tintin! Amigo mío! What a pleasant surprise!
Tintin: And this is my friend: Captain Haddock.
Alcázar: Delighted, señor. Descuida, no es la policía. Poor Chiquito, every since a police came to check our papers. He sees police everywhere.
Tintin: Of course, I understand. But tell me, General, what on earth are you doing in a variety show.
Alcázar: Alas! Another revolution in my country and that mingy dog General Tapioca has seized power again. I have to ake my living somehow.
Haddock: I'd hate to miss that magician.
Tintin: Sorry, General. We have to go. It was good seeing you.
Alcázar: Of course. Adiós, amigo mío.
Haddock: I hope he hasn't started yet.
Tintin: Captain, look out!
Haddock: Blistering typhoons! What's going on?
Tintin: Captain!
Haddock: Confound everything!
Magician: No, my friends. What you see in the glass is not water, but whisky. Would someone from the audience care to come on stage and...
Haddock:
Voice on radio: And following this mysterious story yet another member of the Sanders-Hardiman expedition has been found in a coma. Professor Reedbuck was discovered by police last night unconscious in his bathtub. Doctors are baffled by this mysterious illness and are studying other members of the expedition. And in related new the police has just…
Tintin: Thompson and Thomson!
T&T: Hello, Tintin!
Tintin: I've just heard the report of the Professor Reedbuck
T&T: Yeah, dreadful business. What do you make of it all?
Tintin: It doesn't make sense: three members of the same expedition… all in a coma. Very strange.
T&T: Strange is the very word. Very strange I might add. Look at this.
Tintin: Looks like broken glass.
T&T: Broken crystal to be precise found beside the victims. Fragments of broken crystal ball. The doctors say must have contained some sort of sleepy potion.
Tintin: Then these are deliberate attacks, but why? You're better warn the other members of the expedition.
T&T: Do you really think so?
Tintin: Yes! There's no time to lose! Do you have the numbers?
T&T: Of course! Mark Falconer's first on the list.
Falconer: Hello? Yes. Police? Yes, I just heard about Reedbuck on the radio. Fragments of crytal were found beside him and the others? By thunder… That means the Indian was right. No, I can't explain over the telephone. Where are you?
T&T: Then you're be right over? Good. What? The windows? Right. Good bye.
Tintin: Windows?
T&T: Yes, he wants us to warn the others to stay away from the windows.
Tintin: Then we'd better do as he says until we know what's going on. I'll call Professor Cantonneau. Professor Cantonneau?
Cantonneau: Yeeeeees, speaking!
Tintin: Sir, my name is Tintin. I've just spoke with yout colleague Mark Falconer about this mysterious comas. He told to warn you to stay away from the windows.
Cantonneau: Windows???
Tintin: It's very important, sir.
Cantonneau: But why?
Tintin: Professor Cantenneau? Professor Cantenneau? Professor! What's happening? Hello? Hello??
Maybe this is Mr. Falconer.
Taxi driver: Here we are, sir. 26 Labrador Road. Hey, you there! We're here.
Tintin: Mr. Falconer? Mr. Falconer! Crystal fragments! They got him too.
Voice on radio: And the mystery of the crystal balls continues as yet another member of the Sanders-Hardiman expedition was found today in a deep coma. Of the seven original explorers only doctor Midge and Professor Tarragon have escaped the fate of their colleagues. Police are keeping 24-hour watch on their homes and offices.
T&T: Hold or I'll fire!
Delivery man: I have a registered package for doctor Midge.
T&T: Allright. Go on in in. Package for you, doctor.
Midge: Ah, it's from my contact in Java. Probably a rare specimen of Lepidoptera.
T&T: Lepidoptera…
Midge: Butterfly if you prefer.
T&T: Hold it right there. I better open this butterfly. It might be a bomb.
Midge: A butterfly bomb?
T&T: You never know. Meet me in the corridor. We have a suspicious package to examine. Right-o! Keep calm! We must keep calm. Yes. Keep calm. Watch out! Aaaah! Magnificent.
Tintin: Hello! It's everything OK?
T&T: Yes, everything is fine. We're just defusing a butterfly.
Tintin: It's beautiful. Well, I see doctor Midge's door is well guarded. Who's guarding his window?
T&T: I am, of course.
Tintin: Then why are you doing out here?
T&T: Great Scott!
Tintin: Too late! Someone's out there! Go get them, Snowy! Hang on, Snowy! I'm coming! Snowy… All that cat our man gets away.
Haddock: Extraordinary! Quite extraordinary! Another victim. That make six.
Calculus: No, I think is a little more to the left.
Haddock: No, I said there's another victim of the crystal balls!
Calculus: Not quite, but almost.
Haddock: Oh... Forget it!
Calculus: Oh, but this is incredible! Did you read this article? It says here that doctor Midge is the sixth victim of the mysterious crystal balls.
Tintin: Hello, Nestor.
Haddock: Tintin!
Tintin: Hi! Snowy!
Haddock: Well done, Nestor! Good safe.
Nestor: Thank you, sir.
Tintin: Snowy!
Haddock: Never mind. Let's go join the Professor.
Tintin: Good idea. What's he up to?
Haddock: He's reading to me at the momento.
Calculus: The police has taken measures to protect the last member of the expedition: Professor Tarragon. Tarragon? Tarragon…
Tintin: You know him?
Calculus: No at all. He's an old friend of mine. We went to school together.
Tintin: Isn't he the one who has the actual mummy of Rascar Capac that the expedition return with?
Calculus: Oh, on the contrary. He's a delightful man. I could introduce you if you like.
Tintin: Yes, I'd like that very much indeed.
Calculus: Oh, nonsense! Why we could go back now. Come along!
Tintin: We're here to see Professor Tarragon.
Inspector: We'll have to check your ID. Ok, you'll go in. I'll scort you.
Tarragon: Come in! Calculus!
Calculus: Hercules!
Tarragon: Good old Cuthbert!
Calculus: Hercules, I brought two friends to see you: Captain Haddock…
Tarragon: Delighted!
Calculus: ...and Tintin, the famous reporter.
Tintin: Pleased to meet you. Snowy, what's the matter?
Tarragon: I think I know who frighten your dog. Here's the culprit: meet Rascar Capac. He would leashes the fire of heaven. We brought him back from the expedition. Sounds like we're in for a storm.
Tintin: That sounded like a shot! Did you fire that shot?
Inspector: But it came from close by.
Tintin: That came from the road.
Haddock: Be careful!
Tintin: False alarm. Just two of your tires that exploded in the heat.
Haddock: Blistering barnacles! I've only got one spare.
Tarragon: Don't worry about it. You can spend the night here and we'll call the garaje in the morning.
Tintin: "But the divine curse follow them wherever they go over the mountains and beyond the seas." This is extraordinary!
Tarragon: Sanders had just finished translating the document when whatever it was attacked him. The mummy! It's evaporated! The curse is coming too. It's only a matter of time till I'm next.
Tintin: Come now, Professor. It's not as bad as all that.
Calculus: Excuse me, Hercules.
Tarragon: Read the rest of the curse...
Tintin: There would come a day when Rascar Capac will bring down upon himself the cleansing fire in one moment to flame he will return to his true element and punishment will descend upon the desecrators of his tomb.
Tarragon: The prophecy has been fulfilled. The revenge of the Inca will strikeme down.
Haddock: It's witchcraft.
Tintin: Witchcraft? Perhaps and yet…
Haddock: Come on everybody, the house is well guarded. Nothing is going to happen.
Tintin: You're right, Captain, and it's getting late. I suggest we all turn in. The wind must have blown the window open.
Haddock: Help!
Tintin: It's the Captain.
Haddock: Blue blistering barnacles! I had a nightmare! A frightful night…
Calculus: Aaaaaah!
Haddock: Thundering typhoons. It's Calculus.
Calculus:Look out! It's there. It's coming after me. It was Rascar Capac! The mummy! He was brandishing a huge crystal ball
Tintin and Haddock: Amazing!
Haddok: I had exactly the same nightmare.
Tintin: You too? That's unbelievable… Look at Snowy. It certainly smelled something.
Inspector: What's the matter with your dog?
Haddock: That's Mr. Tarragon's room.
Tintin: Have you notice something wrong?
Inspector: No, nothing at all. You think we should…
Tintin: Mr. Tarragon… Mr. Tarragon… Mr. Tarragon! There's no answer. Let's break the door down. I only hope… It's ok. He's sleeping. The fragments of crystal. Mr. Tarragon! Mr. Tarragon!! Too late... The crystal balls have claimed their last victim… The curse of Raspar Capac has come true.
Inspector: This doesn't make sense… No one could get in or out… Every single exit is guarded… unless… No... The shutters are locked from the inside. You there! Have you seen anything?
Inspector's helper: No, sir... Not a thing.
Inspector: This absolutely beats me.
Tintin: Look! Rascar Capac jewels have disappeared. Look! Someone came down the chimney!Quick! We've got to check the roof!
Inspector: Check the roof! Search the grounds. Whoever it is couldn't have gotten far.
Tintin: There he is! Find him, Snowy! Find him. Oh, poor old Snowy. You can't smell a thing with all that cinder in your nose.
Tarragon: Aaaaah!
Haddock: Blistering barnacles!
Tintin: That's Tarragon! Quick! Let's go!
Tarragon: Help! Help me! They there come! They're back! They are me to pieces! get away, fiends! No, no!
Haddock: Professor Tarragon, calm down.
Tarragon: Aaaaaah!
Calculus: Gracious! Morning already?
Haddock: Well, did you find anybody?
Inspector: I'm afraid not… My men have searched the ground all night. We found some bloodstains this morning, but nothing that we can follow. What about Tarragon?
Haddock: Still in a coma. The doctor is with him…
Doctor: I can't understand what caused the fit… Heartbeats normal... Pulse is steady… Muscles relax... A clear case of…
Tarragon: Aaaaaah! They're back! They're going to kill me!
Calculus: Is Hercules in?
Inspector: Well... Yes, but he's in a bad state.
Calculus: Walking around the estate? Oh, good! I'll join him.
Tarragon: Leave me alone, you monsters!
Calculus: Hercules!! Hercules!! Now, where can he be? Oh, I know! I'll find him with my pendulum. Hercules!! Hercules!! Oh, how peculiar! Hello, what have we here? That's Rascar Capac bracelet, how on earth did it come to be here? It really is magnificent. I'll just slip it on and surprise everybody. And how well goes with my coat.
Haddock: Calculus!!!
Tintin: I don't think shouting is going to help. You now how hard of hearing he is.
Haddock: Well… Where on earth can he be? Calculus!!
Tintin: Captain! Look at this! There! On the tree! So that's why they couldn't find the culprit, he climb up that tree to hide.
Haddock: But, he could still be up there.
Tintin: I'm going to see.
Haddock: Be careful. Well?
Tintin: Nothing. I'm coming down. Don't worry, Captain, I'm all right.
Haddock: I'm happy to hear that.
Tintin: Captain! Over there! To your right. More to your right. You've got it!
Haddock: Calculus' umbrela.
Tintin: What is it, Snowy? There are signs of struggle here, Captain.
Haddock: A struggle? Calculus in a fight?
Tintin: The intruder must have been hiding in the tree. When he saw Calculus come along, he jumped down.
Haddock: Blistering barnacles! Why would anyone to attack Calculus?
Tintin: I don't know, Captain... But we'd better find him. Snowy, try to find the Professor.
Haddock: Thundering typhoons! They're getting away!
Tintin: The police would get them now. I've got their licence number.
Inspector: They kidnapped a mannamed Cuthbert Calculus, friend of Professor Tarragon. A black Sedan registered 317/ 413. Proceeding from westernly direction we'll be blocking routes 28 and 52.
Policeman: Ok, this could be him. Look out! Inspector, this is Rod: black Sedan just road through us on route 28 heading north There's another block two miles down? I'll radio them right away.
Another policeman: Sir, have you seen a large black Sedan on the road.
A suspicious man: I don't think so. I didn't notice.
Another policeman: Carry on, sir.
Policeman: Did you stop the black Sedan?
Another policeman: What? It didn't come this way.
Policeman: That's impossible. We were following them not five minutes ago. Well, it looks like we've lost it…
Another policeman: It seems that the black Sedan has vanished somewhere on the road.
Another policeman: Wait! Maybe they pulled into the Woods
Police: Let's go look.
Tintin: There it is!
Inspector: Empty!
Haddock: Nothing… Poor Calculus. The salt of the Earth… A prince among men.
Man: Anything?
Another policeman: No, inspector. But he have the whole are blocked off.
Inspector: Go for reinforcements. We'll search the entire woods.
Tintin: It won't help… The kidnappers are long gone.
Haddock: Why do you say that.
Tintin: Look. There's another set of fresh tires tracks here. I'd say there was another car waiting for them. A beige coloured car.
Haddock: Blistering barnacles! How do you know the colour of the car?
Tintin: There's a trace of beige paint on that tree where the path is very tight and remember as we arrived at the road block we passed a beige coloured car. There were four people inside.
Policeman: Yeah, the driver was wearing glasses. He was Spanish or something like that. Beside him was a skinny man who look like an Indian.
Tintin: That's it!
Haddock: Ten thousands of thundering typhoons! We could have had them.
Inspector: Well, don't give up yet. Officer: send out the description of the beige car and the men in it to all posts.
Policeman: Yes, sir.
Haddock: I don't understand it. Why? Why would anyone kidnap Calculus? A man who never hurt anybody… Why?
Inspector: Look... Don't worry. We'll find him.
Tintin: I hope so.
Voice on radio: More on the disappeareance of the renowned scientist Professor Calculus. The police have identified the car used by the kidnappers as a large beige coloured Sedan and the occupants are believed to be of South American origin. The kidnapping of Professor Calculus is believed to be connected with the mysterious case of the Sanders-Hardiman expedition. And the subsequent misfortunes that have affected all members of that expedition.
T&T: Hello, Tintin. Thomson, here.
Tintin: Hello, Thomson.
T&T: I say there's something very unusual going on at the hospital where the seven explorers are. I think you'd better slip around here and have a look.
Doctor: We thought you should know that Professor Tarragon's fit was not an isolated case.
Tintin: You mean all the explorers are doing the same thing?
Doctor: Yes, at the exactly the same time every day. We don't understand it. It's almost time. Oh, hello, mistress Clarkson.
Mistress Clarkson: Doctor... It's horrible. Can't you do anything?
Doctor: We're doing all we can. The best specialists in the country have been called in.
Mistress Clarkson: Could I please stay a little longer?
Doctor: Really, mistress Clarkson, it's best if you leave now. Go home. Get some rest. You're exhausted.
Tintin: They all seem calm enough.
Doctor: For the time being. But it'll son begin. Just about… now.
Tintin: How's the Captain, Nestor?
Nestor: He's been sitting by the phone for days. Have you any news of the poor Professor?
Tintin: Non… Calculus is vanished into thin air.
Haddock: Hello? Yes, it's me. Who are you?
Nstor: Dear, oh, dear, the master would be most disappointed.
Haddock: What? What?? WHAT?? Thousands of thundering typhoons!!
Tintin: Captain? Captain! Captain!!
Nestor: Sir, sir. It's me, Nestor.
Tintin: Can you see anything?
Haddock: away, buddies. Hang on, Professor. We'll find you.
Tintin: Captain, what's happened?
Haddock: No time to stop and jabbers, son, we're wasting time.
Tintin: But Captain, at least tell me... Snowy… Snowy, come back here! Snowy! Snowy!! Stop!! Stop!! Snowy, are you all right? You gave a dreadful scare.
Haddock: All right, that's enough fooling around. Let's go.
Tintin: Captain, now would you please tell me where're we going?
Haddock: There was the inspector on the pone: the kidnappers have been spotted. They stopped for gas at the garaje near St. Nazare.
Tintin: That's a port.
Haddock: Exactly. They're probably planning to get away by sea. But I'd go to the Moonto get Cuthbert back.
Inspector: We've just fished her out of the wáter
Tintin: Did you find anything?
Officer: Not a thing. Licence place removed... Engine number filed off.
Inspector: That make sense. Well, at least we know this was the port of departure. We'll check on all outgoing ships and claims.
Tintin: Thanks. Please, keep us informed.
Haddock: We haven't gotten very far.
Tintin: Don't get discourage, Captain.
Haddock: Don't get discourage? What about Calculus? Where is he? He can be on that ship right now. It's heading for South America.
Tintin: Wait!!
Haddock: What?
Tintin: You! Wait! Stop! Hello, General. I thought it was you.
Alcázar: Tintin, amigo mío.
Tintin: Wow! Where are you off to?
Alcázar: I'm returning to my country. I have now no more partner.
Tintin: No more partner? What happened to Chiquito?
Alcázar: He disappeared last night. He left a note saying he was never coming back.
Tintin: Last night? Well, well, well. Tell me, General, is Chiquito a real Indian?
Alcázar: Santa madre de Dios. He is one of the last of the Incas.
Tintin: The Incas! Are you sure?
Alcázar: But of course! In fact his real name is Rupac Inca Huaco.
Tintin: Did he tell you where he was going?
Alcázar: Indeed not. But I remember he metioned a name at the down of the pone. Wait a minute... It was something like Lo Rochet.
Tintin: La Rochelle?
Alcázar: Ah, sí! La Rochelle! That's right.
Man: All aboard!
Alcázar: Caramba! Must be going. Adiós, amigo mío. See you soon again, perhaps.
Tintin: Have a nice trip.
Tintin: If General Alcázar wasn't wrong, we might be on a good Trail. First, we check in with the port authorities at La Rochelle.
Man: I'm sorry. We found no Cuthbert Calculus on the departure list. No Chiquito or Rupac Inca Huaco either.
Haddock: Well, what are we going to do now?
Tintin: Let's ask around and see if anyone have seen Calculus.
Haddock: Nothing. Not a single solitary lead. This just isn't our day.
Tintin: Sorry, Captain. But you'ce just fell for the oldest trick in the book: a brick under an old hat.
Haddock: Hooligans! Deliquents! Iconoclasts! Bah... Kids will be kids.
Man: Hey! What do you think you're doing?
Tintin: That was close! Thanks, Snowy. But we don't need that dirty old thing. Give that to me! There! That's the end of that. Snowy! What is it with you and this hat? What do you want me to do? Wear it? Then wouldn't I look like a... Calculus? Captain!
Haddock: Blistering Barnacles! These are his initials. This is Calculus' hat!
Tintin: Good boy, Snowy. What would we ever do without you? Captain, we've got to… Captain?
Haddock: Stop... Stop! Blistering barnacles!Put me down! Now! Pin heads! Sea-gherkins! Cleptomaniacs! Body snatchers!
Tintin: Come along, Captain. We have to find those kids you play the trick with Calculus's hat.
Haddock: Fine. I have a thing or two to tell them too.
Kid 1: Ha ha, what do you think of this?
Kid 2: Not bad.
Kid 1: Still my turn. Hey, where're you going?
Tintin: Don't worry. We only want to know where you found this hat.
Haddock: Well.
Kid 1: The hat? We found it on McKee near dock 17, all flatten. But the trick was my friend's idea. Not mine.
Tintin: Well, who's ever idea it was, it turned out to be a pretty good one. Didn't it, Captain?
Man: Let's see: on the 14th dock 17 there was a Peruvian freighter: the Pachacamac. She arrived from Callao on the tenth with a cargo of fertilizer. She sailed again for Callao on the fourteenth of the load of timber.
Tintin: Thank you. Peru, the land of the Incas. It all fits together. 1. All the victims f the seven crystal balls violated the Inca tomb. 2. Chiquito, who diappeared just before Calculus was kidnapped, is a descendant of the Incas. 3. We find Calculus' hat near a Peruvian ship, which is gone two days after the kidnapping. Conclusión?
Haddock: Calculus is aboard the Pachacamac.
Tintin: Exactly! We're off to Peru.
Nestor: Tell me: that isn't the plane for South America, is it?
Man: Yes, that's her.
Tintin: Well, we'll be in Callao two days before the Pachacamac.
Néstor: Oh, dear; oh, dear… What a calamity!
Tintin: We'll get in touch with the pólice there at once and as soon as the ship arrives, we'll have the kidnappers arrested.
Man: What's up? Anything serious?
Nestor: Yes, indeed. The master has left without a single spare monocle.
Tintin: What's wrong, Captain? You don't seem pleased.
Haddock: Sure, sure… But I have the feeling that it won't be as easy as you say
Nestor: What a calamity! My poor, poor master.
Tintin: Anything will be worth having Calculus back.
Haddock: Right you are, Tintin. Right you are.
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