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Artist: Very nearly there, sir. I have to say, your face is familiar. Have I drawn you before?
Tintin: Occasionally.
Artist: Of course! I've seen you in the newspaper. You're a reporter?
Tintin: I'm a journalist. Be patient, Snowy, not much longer.

Mr. Slik: Oh, I do beg your pardon.

Artist: There. I believe I have captured something of your likeness.
Tintin: Not bad! What do you think, Snowy? (Sighs; whispers) Snowy! (he gives the man a tip as he gets up and walks) There you are, sir. Now where's he run off to?

Thomson: Anything?
Thompson: Nothing.

Tintin: Snowy!

Tintin: Where have you been? Huh? Chasing cats again?

Tintin: Snowy... look at this!

Tintin: Triple masted. Double decks. Fifty guns. Isn't she a beauty?
Seller: That's a very unique specimen, that is. From an old sea captain's estate.
Tintin: "The Unicorn."
Seller: Unicorn. Man o'war sailing ship. It's very old, that is. 16th century.
Tintin: 17th, I would think.
Seller: Reign of Charles I.
Tintin: Charles II.
Seller: That's what I said, Charles II. As fine a ship as ever sailed the seven seas. You won't find another one of these, mate. And it's only two quid.
Tintin: I'll give you a pound.
Seller: Done!

Seller: Gently does it.

Barnaby Dawes: Excuse me!

Seller: Here you go. Careful.
Barnaby Dawes: Hey bud, how much for the boat?
Seller: I'm sorry, I just sold it to this young gent.
Barnaby Dawes: Oh, yeah? Tell me what you paid, and I'll give you double.
Seller: Double?
Tintin: Thanks, but it's not for sale.
Barnaby Dawes: Look, kid, I'm trying to help you out. I don't think you realize this, but you're about to walk into a whole mess of danger.
Tintin: What kind of danger?
Barnaby Dawes: I'm warning you, get rid of the boat and get out while you still can. These people do not play nice. (leaves)
Tintin: What people?

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Wonderful! It's just wonderful. Don't bother wrapping it, I'll take it as is. Does anybody object if I pay by cheque?
Seller: If you want to buy it, you'll have to talk to the kid.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: I see. Well, let the "kid" name his price.
Seller: "Name his price"? Ten years I've been flogging bric-a-brac and I miss "name your price" by one bleedin' minute!
Tintin: I'm sorry. I already explained to the other gentleman.
Seller: American he was. All hair oil and no socks.
Tintin: It's not for sale.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Then let me appeal to your better nature. I have recently acquired Marlinspike Hall, and this ship, as I'm sure you're aware, was once part of the estate.
Tintin': Of the late sea captain?
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: The family fell upon hard times. Lost everything. They've been living in a cloud of bad luck ever since. We are talking generations of drinking and irrational behaviour...
Tintin: I'm sorry. But as I told you before...'s not for sale. Good day to you, sir. (leaves)
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: That young man, what's his name?
Seller: Him? Everybody knows him. That's Tintin.

Tintin: What is it about this ship? Why has it attracted so much attention? What secrets do you hold?

Tintin: Ah! Where is that magnifying glass?

Tintin: I could have sworn it was... No. Over here? Where could it possibly be?
Snowy, you haven't seen the... Where is it?

Tintin: Thank you.

Tintin: No, Snowy!

Tintin: Look what you did. You broke it! Bad dog!

Tintin: Something happened on this ship. And we're going to the one place that could have the answer. Come on, Snowy.

Tintin: Here it is. "Sir Francis Haddock of Marlinspike Hall, the last captain of the ill-fated Unicorn. The ship set sail from Barbados in 1676 on one of the most ruinous voyages in maritime history. Ship never reached destination. Attacked by pirates, all hands lost except for one survivor. When Sir Francis was rescued and returned home, he was convinced his name had been cursed. The Unicorn's manifest stated that it was carrying a cargo of rum and tobacco bound for Europe, but it was long claimed the ship was carrying a secret cargo." What was the ship carrying, Snowy? "Historians have tried and failed to discover what happened on that fatal voyage, but Sir Francis' last words, 'Only a true Haddock will discover the secret of the Unicorn.'"

Tintin: I've missed something, Snowy. We need to take a closer look at that model.

Tintin: Of course it's gone! How could I be so stupid?

Tintin: How'd you do that?

Tintin: Clever boy.

Tintin: A coat of arms. Why does that look familiar? Hang on a minute. That fish! It's a haddock. Of course! Marlinspike Hall is the old Haddock estate. Sn... Snowy.

Tintin: Well done, Snowy! Good boy.

Tintin: Well, well, well. It seems we've caught our thief.

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Welcome to Marlinspike Hall. I see you let yourself in.
Tintin: I came to retrieve my property.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: I'm sorry. I'm not sure I follow you.
Tintin: Oh, I think you do. This ship was stolen from my apartment less than an hour ago.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: I'm afraid you're mistaken, Mr. Tintin.
Tintin: There's no mistake. It belongs to me.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Are you sure?
Tintin: Of course I'm sure. I took it home, I put it on a cabinet in the living room, and then Snowy chased the cat and knocked it over, and it... ...fell. This isn't my ship.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: No. Indeed.
Tintin: I'm sorry. It looks identical.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Well, looks can be deceiving.
Tintin: Yes, indeed. But I don't understand. Why did Sir Francis make two ships exactly alike? And you have one already. Why do you want another? What is it about this model that would cause someone to steal it?
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Goodness me, why so many questions?
Tintin: It's my job. There could be a story here. That's what I do, you see.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Well, it's no great mystery. Sir Francis Haddock was a drunkard, and a hopeless reprobate. He was doomed to fail, and he bequeathed that failure to his sons.
Tintin: So it's true! The Haddock line is cursed.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: What else have you found out?
Tintin: What is there to find?
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: That depends what you're looking for.
Tintin: I'm looking for answers... ...Mr. Sakharine.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: You're looking in the wrong place. It's late. I think you should go home.
Nestor: This way, sir.

Nestor: It's a pity, sir.
Tintin: I'm sorry?
Nestor: That the mast broke on your model ship, sir. I hope you found all the pieces. (hushed) Things are so easily lost.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: (offscreen; shorting) Nestor! Where are you?
Nestor: Good night, sir.

Tintin: Some things are easily lost. What did he mean by that, Snowy? What was he trying to tell me? Some things are easily lost.

Tintin: (whispers) Snowy.

Tintin: Great snakes!

Tintin: What is it, Snowy?

Tintin: What's this? Aha! This was in the mast!

Tintin: Good boy, Snowy.

Tintin: (reads the scroll) "Three brothers joined. Three Unicorns in company... sailing in the noonday sun will speak. For 'tis from the light... that light will dawn, and then shines forth the Eagle's Cross." What are these markings? Some kind of secret language... or code? It makes no sense. But it does explain why they ransacked the flat. They were looking for this, and they didn't find it. Which means... they'll be back.

Mrs. Finch: No, I don't know where he is, dearie. I think he's gone out. And anyway, it's after dark, and Mr. Tintin is most particular about not admitting visitors after bedtime. I have to go back to my cocoa. I've got a very good book and a cup of cocoa. It's really lovely!
Tintin: Thank you, Mrs. Finch. I can look after this.

Barnaby Dawes: Hey kid, is that you? Open the door.
Tintin: What do you want?
Barnaby Dawes: Look, the game is up. He's gonna be back. Now, I know he wanted those boats, but I swear to God, I never thought he'd kill anyone over it!
Tintin: Who? Who are you talking about?
Barnaby Dawes: I'm trying to tell you that your life is in danger.
Tintin: Answer me! Who?

Tintin: Mrs. Finch! A man's been shot on our doorstep!

Mrs. Finch: Not again.
Tintin: Call an ambulance!

Tintin: No, Snowy!

Tintin: Can you hear me? Can you?

Thomson: The victim's name was Barnaby Dawes. He was one of the top agents at Interpol, but we haven't got a clue what he was working on.
Thompson: Quite right, Thomson. We're completely clueless.
Tintin: Interpol doesn't have any other leads?
Thompson: Steady on, Tintin. We're still filling out the paperwork.
Thomson: Police work's not all glamour and guns. There's an awful lot of filing.
Tintin: Well, I might have something for you. Before he lost consciousness, Dawes tried to tell me something, and I think he was spelling out a word.
B-O-U... ...D-J-A-N. "Karaboudjan."
Thomson: Karaboudjan?
Tintin: Does that mean anything to you?
Thomson: Great Scotland Yard! That's extraordinary!
Tintin: What is?
Thomson: Worthington's have a half-price sale on bowler hats!
Thompson: Really, Thomson! (grabs the newspaper from Thomson) This is hardly the time. (sees something on the newspaper) Great Scotland Yard!
Thomson: What is it?
Thompson: Canes are half-price, too!
Tintin: Are you going to take charge of this evidence?
Thomson: Positively. Never fear, Tintin, the evidence is safe with us!

Thompson: Thomson? Where are you?
Thomson: Well, I'm already downstairs. Do try to keep up.

Tintin: Wait!
Thompson: Huh?
Tintin: You dropped this.
Thompson: Good heavens, Thomson! Look after the evidence, man.
Thomson: Sorry, Thompson. My mind is on other things.
Thompson: Yes. Our light-fingered larcenist.
Tintin: What?
Thompson: The pickpocket.
Tintin: Oh.
Thompson:' He has no idea what's coming.
Thomson: Go on, Tintin, take my wallet.

(Tintin grabs his wallet and it had a string attached to Thomson's pocket)
Thomson: Yes, industrial strength elastic.
Tintin: Very, uh, resourceful.
Thomson: On the contrary. It was childishly simple.
Thompson: Simply childish, I agree.
Thompson and Thomson: Tintin.
Tintin: Gentlemen.

Thomson: Mind you, I expect he's miles away by now.
Thompson: I presume you're referring to the pickpocket?
Thomson: Yes. I mean, knowing we're just a few steps behind him.

Tintin: Snowy, what is it, boy? What do you see?

Thompson: I don't suppose you'd fancy a cup of tea?
Thomson: You're quite mistaken. I'd love one. My treat.

Thomson: I've got you now!
Thompson: You devil! Stop, in the name of the law!

Thompson: Got you!

Tintin: What's going on down there? Come on, Snowy!

Mr. Silk: I do beg your pardon.
Tintin: Sorry, sir!
Thompson: The pickpocket, Tintin! He's getting away!
Tintin: (gasp) My wallet! It's gone!

Tintin: Come on! Snowy, after him! Stop! Wait!

Thompson: Gotcha!
Thomson: Steady on.
Tintin: I've lost him! You must find my wallet. It's very important. I have to get it back.
Thompson: And you will. Leave it to the professionals.

Tintin: We've lost the scroll. But we haven't lost the story. "Karaboudjan." It's an Armenian word. That's our lead, Snowy. What was Barnaby Dawes trying to tell us when he said our lives were in danger?

Alan: Mr. Tin... Tin?
Tintin: Yes.
Alan: Delivery for you.
Tintin: But I didn't order anything.
Alan: Well, that's because it's you that's getting delivered!

Alan: Quick, get him in the van!

Alan: Ah! Get off me, you confounded mutt!

Alan: He bit me!

Alan: Quick! Get him off! Shake him off, then run him over!

Alan: I want this on the starboard side!

Alan: Not here. Look your side.
Tom: Hang on. Nothing.
Alan: Well, check that pocket, Tom.
Tom: No, I've looked in this one already, I'm sure of it.
Alan: Well, have a look in his socks.

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Have you found it?
Alan: He doesn't have it.
Tom: It's not on him, boss. It's not here.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Not here? Then where is it?
Tintin: Where's what?
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: I am tired of your games. The scroll, from the Unicorn. A piece of paper like this!
Tintin: You mean the poem?
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Yes.
Tintin: The poem written in Old English.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Yes.
Tintin: It was inside a cylinder.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Yes.
Tintin: Concealed in the mast.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Yes!
Tintin: I don't have it.

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: You know the value of that scroll. Why else would you take it?
Tintin: Two ships and two scrolls, both part of a puzzle. You have one, you need the other. But that's not it. There's something else.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: I will find it, with or without your help. You need to think about exactly how useful you are to me. We'll deal with him on the way.
Alan: Aye-aye, sir.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Hold this course.

Tintin: Snowy! It's good to see you, too. See if you can chew through these ropes.

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: He's lying! He must have the scroll. The question is, what has he done with it?
Tom: We searched him all over, boss.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: I want you to go back down there and make him talk. Break every bone in his body if you have to!
Tom: That's nasty.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: You know the stakes. You know what we're playing for. Just do it!
Sailor: Mr. Sakharine! Mr. Sakharine! All hell has broken loose! It's a disaster! The captain has come around.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: What?
Sailor: He's conscious. He's accusing you of mutiny. He says you turned the crew against him.
Alan: Sounds like he's sobered up again.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Well, don't just stand there. Get him another bottle.
Sailor: Si, Senor.
Alan and Tom: Aye, sir!

Tintin: Whoa! Okay.

Tom: Jiggle it a bit, it's just stuck.
Alan: Jiggle?
Tom: Here.
Alan: What are you doing? Get off! It's not stuck, you idiot. He's bolted it from the inside! You want to play like that then, do you, Tintin? Get the TNT.

Tintin: Broken crates. Rope. Champagne. What else do we have, Snowy?

Alan: There are other ways to open this door. They'll be swabbing the decks with your innards when we're done with you.

Alan: Give it here.

Alan: Don't move.
Tom: What...

Alan: Let's go!
Sailor: Let me have him!

Tom: He's got a big shooter!

Tom: He got me!

Alan: Hold your fire.

Alan: He ain't here. He's vanished.

Alan: He's hiding. Search the ship. Quickly!

Captain Haddock: A giant rat of Sumatra! So you thought you could sneak in behind me and catch me with my trousers down, huh?
Tintin: I'd rather you kept your trousers on, if it's all the same to you.
Captain Haddock: I know your game. You're one of them.
Tintin: Sorry?
Captain Haddock: They sent you here to kill me, huh?
Tintin: Look, I don't know who you are!
Captain Haddock: That's how he's planned to bump me off. Murdered in my bed by a baby-faced assassin!
Tintin: Assassin? Look, you've got it all wrong. I was kidnapped by a gang of thugs.
Captain Haddock: The filthy swine. He's turned the whole crew against me!
Tintin: Who?
Captain Haddock: A sour-faced man with a sugary name. He's bought them all off, every last man.
Tintin: Sakharine!
Captain Haddock: Nobody takes my ship!
Tintin: You're the captain?
Captain Haddock: Of course I'm the captain. Who else could I be?
Tintin: Shh.
Captain Haddock: I've been locked in this room for days, with only whisky to sustain my mortal soul.

Captain Haddock: Oh. Well, I assumed it was locked.
Tintin: Well, it's not. Now, you must excuse me. If they find me here, they'll kill me. I have to keep moving. Try and find my way off this drunken tub.
Captain Haddock: "Tub"? Tub?!

Captain Haddock: Tub?

Captain Haddock: Tub?!

Tintin: Thanks.
Captain Haddock: Pleasure.

Tintin: I'm Tintin, by the way.
Captain Haddock: Haddock, Archibald Haddock. There's a longboat up on deck. Follow me.
Tintin: Hang on a second. Did you say "Haddock"?

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: How could you let them escape? Find them. Find them both.
Alan: Don't worry, we'll kill them, sir.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: No. You can kill the boy. Not Haddock.
Tom: What? He's just a hopeless old soak. We should've killed him long since.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: You think it's an accident that I chose Haddock's ship, Haddock's crew, Haddock's treacherous first mate? Nothing is an accident.

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: We go back a long way, Captain Haddock and I. We've unfinished business. And this time, I'm going to make him pay.

Captain Haddock: We have to reach a locked door at the end of this corridor. This is gonna be tricky.
Tintin: You wouldn't happen to be related to the Haddocks of Marlinspike Hall, would you?
Captain Haddock: Why do you ask?
Tintin: It's for a story I've been working on. An old shipwreck that happened off the coast of Barbados. A man o'war. Triple masted. Fifty guns.
Captain Haddock: What do you know of the Unicorn?
Tintin: Not a lot. That's why I'm asking you.
Captain Haddock: The secret of that ship is known only to my family! It's been passed down from generation to generation. My granddaddy himself, with his dying breath, told me the tale.
Tintin: And?
Captain Haddock: Gone.
Tintin: What do you mean, gone?
I was so upset when he kicked the bucket, I had no choice but to drown my sorrows. When I woke up in the morning, it was gone! Forgott it all.
Tintin: Everything?
Captain Haddock: Every last word.
Tintin: Well, is there somebody else in your family? Maybe they would know.
Captain Haddock: Sir Francis had three sons. All but my bloodline failed. I am the last of the Haddocks!
Tintin: Did you say three sons?

Sailor: Let's check below!

Ali: There is a bottle of rum for the man who finds Haddock.
Sailor: And kill the boy. Hope I find him first.

Sailor: What's that?
Ali: You're hearing things.
Sailor: Quiet, Ali.

Ali: There's nothing there.
Sailor: Let's go up.

Tintin: I know what Sakharine's looking for.
Captain Haddock: What are you raving on about?
Tintin: It was written on the scroll. "Three brothers joined... Three Unicorns in company, sailing in the noonday sun will speak."
Captain Haddock: Really?
Tintin: Sir Francis didn't make two models of the Unicorn. He made three! Three ships for three sons.
Captain Haddock: Excellent!

Tintin: Sakharine's after the third model ship.

Captain Haddock: Barnacles! Someone's locked the door!
Tintin: Well, is there a key?
Captain Haddock: A key? Ah..

Captain Haddock: Yes, now, that would be the problem.

Captain Haddock: Mr. Jaggerman! Top bunk in the centre. Keeper of the keys. Careful, mind. He's a restless sleeper on account of the tragic loss of his eyelids.
Tintin: He lost his eyelids?
Captain Haddock: Aye. Now, that was a card game to remember. You really had to be there. I'd do this myself, Tintin, but you've a lighter tread and less chance of waking the boys.
Tintin: Are you sure this is a good idea?
Captain Haddock: You've nothing to worry about. Provided they all stay asleep.

Captain Haddock: I wouldn't get too close to Mr. Hobbs. He's very handy with a razor.

Captain Haddock: And I'd steer clear of Mr. Gitch.

Captain Haddock: Sacked as a shepherd on account of his "animal husbandry."

Tintin: Not the sandwich. The keys!

Captain Haddock: You're a brave lad, Tintin. My heart was in my mouth. Don't mind telling you. Well, that is, if it was my heart. Judging by my stomach, it could've been anything.
Tintin: Hurry up, Captain! We've no time to lose.

Captain Haddock: Bingo! Just the necessities, of course. To the lifeboats.

Ease it in!
Put your back into it!
Hold her there, steady!
Any sign of him, Jumbo?
Nothing yet. Watch yourself. The boss says he's a handful.

Captain Haddock: Come on.

Captain Haddock: It's Alan.
Tintin: Is that the bridge?
Captain Haddock: Aye, on the other side of the radio room.
Tintin: Radio room? Wait here, Captain. Sound the alarm if anyone comes.
Captain Haddock: Careful, Tintin.

I can't see a thing!
Quit your whining and find the kid!
I didn't sign on for this!
He said eep searching!

Tom: Message just come through, boss.
Alan: What's it say?
Tom: "The Milanese Nightingale has landed. Waiting in the wings for action. "
Tintin: Milanese Nightingale?
Alan: Now pray this cheers him up.

Tintin: "Bagghar. " What's this? "The Sultanate of Bagghar ruled over by Sheikh Omar Ben Salaad, whose love of music and culture is matched only by his love of... " Great snakes!

Tintin: Bagghar. The Port of Bagghar. Morocco.

Captain Haddock: Tintin!

Thug: Hey! Put your hands up!

Captain Haddock: And let that be a lesson to you!

Thug: Help me!

Tom: In here! He's in here!

Salior: Here! By the lifeboats!

Alan: Get out of the way! After him! Get him!

Quick, He's here!

Over there!

Why you little...

He's up there!

I see him now!

Don't let them get away!

Help me!

Alan: Turn this ship around!
Tom: Aye, sir!
Alan:Get me a flare!

Tintin: Captain, get down! Get down!

There he is!
Alan: Get out of the way!

Tom: Now! Full ahead! Full speed!

Alan: Got you now.

Tintin: Stay down.

Tom: Look! Down there!

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Idiots! You idiots! What have you done?
Tom: We killed them, boss, like you wanted!
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: No! Not like I wanted! I needed Haddock alive!

Alan: Wait a minute, boss! There are two boats missing!

Tom: So, that one must have been a decoy.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: They're onto us... ...and our destination. Find them! Make absolutely certain they never reach Bagghar!
Tom: Yes, boss.

Get up there!

Tintin: We have to get to Bagghar ahead of Sakharine.
Captain Haddock: I know. I know. Why?
Tintin: Because he has the third model ship.
Captain Haddock: How do you know?
Tintin: The Sheikh collects old ships. And this... is the prize of his collection.
Captain Haddock: Blistering blue barnacles, that is the Unicorn!
Tintin: Captain, do you see the distortion around the model?
Captain Haddock: Uh-huh, Aye.
Tintin: It means that Ben Salaad exhibits it in a bulletproof glass case in his palace.
Captain Haddock: And Sakharine is going there to steal it!
Tintin: Yes, he has a secret weapon. The Milanese Nightingale. But that won't be enough to solve the mystery, and that is why Sakharine needs you. That's why he made you his prisoner. There is something he needs you to remember.
Captain Haddock: I don't follow you.
Tintin: I read it in a book. That only a true Haddock can discover the secret of the Unicorn.
Captain Haddock: I don't remember anything about anything.
Tintin: But you must know about your ancestors, Sir Francis. It's your family legacy!
Captain Haddock: My memory is not what it used to be.
Tintin: Well, what did it used to be?
Captain Haddock: I've forgotten.
Tintin: Captain. Can you get us to Bagghar?
Captain Haddock: What sort of a stupid question is that? Give me those oars! I'll show you some real seamanship, laddie. I'll not be doubted by some pipsqueak tuft of ginger and his... irritating dog! I am master and commander of the seas! I know these waters better than the warts on my mother's face!

Captain Haddock: Look at the pair of them. Fast asleep. Typical landlubbers. Aye, no stamina these days. Never mind. I'll get you there, Tintin.

Thompson: Look, Thomson. There's the fellow.
Thomson: Uh-huh.
Mr. Silk: Oh, my.

Thomson: Mr. Silk?

Mr. Silk: Yes?
Thompson: My name is Thompson.
Thomson: And Thomson.
Thompson and Thomson: We're police officers!
Mr. Silk: Oh. Oh, crumbs.

Thompson: Oh.
Thomson: Good gracious!
Thompson and Thomson: Mr. Silk!
Thompson: Dear, oh, dear, oh, dear.
Thomson: Are you okay?
Thompson: Poor fellow!

Thomson: Are you all right?
Thompson: Are you all right, sir?

Here, let me help you up.
Thank you, that's very kind.

Thompson: No need to run away, sir.
Thomson: No, no, you see, yesterday we very nearly caught the pickpocket who's been terrorising the town!
Mr. Silk: Pickpocket?
Thompson: We pulled his jacket off and inside we found a wallet.
Thomson: A wallet with your name and address!
Mr. Silk: That's my wallet.
Thompson: Well, it's obvious he stole it from you.
Mr. Silk: No, no, that's my wallet.
Thomson: Are you all right, sir?
Thompson: We didn't mean to startle you. Let us help you into your apartment.

Thompson: There you go.
Mr. Silk: Thank you so much. No need to come in. I'll be quite all right, really.
Thomson: No, we insist.
Thompson: Better safe than sorry. It's the least we can do.
Mr. Silk: Oh, thank you.
Thompson: There we are.

Thompson: Good grief! What's all this?
Mr. Silk: It's my... collection?
Thomson: What a lot of wallets!
Mr. Silk: I can't help it. It started with coin purses and sort of went on from there, really.
Thompson: You want to be careful. Haven't you heard? There's a pickpocket about.
Thomson: Yes, he'd love this. Can you imagine?
Mr. Silk: What do you mean, "pickpocket"?
Thompson: A master criminal. A bag-snatching, purse-pilfering, wallet-lifting sneak thief!
Mr. Silk: I'm not a bad person. I'm a kleptomaniac.
Thompson: A what?
Thomson: It's a fear of open spaces.
Thompson: Poor man. No wonder he keeps his wallets in the living room.
Mr. Silk: Wallets. I just can't resist the lovely little things. It's a harmless little habit, really.
Thompson: Good heavens, Thomson, look at this! His name's Thompson, too.
Thomson: Oh, What a coincidence.
Thompson: No, Thomson, this is Thomson without a "P," as in "psychic. "
Thomson: No, no, no, it's Thompson with a "P," as in "psychologist."
Mr. Silk: Look at this one! A green one that I managed to pick from a pickpocket actually pickpocketing at the time. And this one! Cuir de cochon.
Thompson: Good heavens, Thomson, you have it all wrong.
Thomson: No, you have it all wrong. There is a "P" in "psychic. "
Thompson: I am not your sidekick! You are mine!
Mr. Silk: Smell it, won't you? Piggy leather!
Thompson: No, you have it all wrong.
Thomson: How dare you!
Thompson: How dare you! I met you first.
Thomson: I met you first.
Thompson: No, you didn't.
Thomson: Yes, I did.
Thompson: No, you did not.
Thomson: Yes, I did.
Thompson: Didn't!
Thomson: Did!
Mr. Silk: Listen!
Thomson: Hey!
Mr. Silk: I can't stand it any more! All right, I'll come quietly. Take them! Take them! Take them all!
Thompson: Stop it. Pull yourself together, man! We can't take your wallets! Do we look like thieves?
Thomson: Good heavens, Thompson. This looks familiar.Can't be.
Thompson: It is!

Thompson and Thomson: Tintin!

Captain Haddock: I'm so cold. And thirsty. My throat is parched. Let's see if there's any fresh water.

Captain Haddock: What have we here?

Captain Haddock: Tintin. Tintin. Come and warm yourself, laddie.
Tintin: Captain? What have you done?
Captain Haddock: No need to thank me.
Tintin: What?
Captain Haddock: Well, you looked a little cold, so I lit a wee fire.
Tintin: In a boat?! No! Those are our oars! We need those oars!
'Captain Haddock: Yes, but not for much longer.
Tintin: Have you gone mad? Quick, Captain, help me! Captain, help me, quick!
Captain Haddock: He's right. What have I done? What have I done?

Tintin: No, Captain, not that!

Captain Haddock: Thundering typhoons!

Tintin: Well, this is a fine mess.
Captain Haddock: I'm weak.
Tintin: We're stranded here...
Captain Haddock: Selfish.
Tintin: ... with no hope of rescue...
Captain Haddock: I'm hopeless.
Tintin: ...while Sakharine and his men are halfway to Bagghar.
Captain Haddock: Poor, miserable wretch!
Tintin: Yes, all right. That's enough of that.
Captain Haddock: It was his fault, you see. It was Sir Francis.
Tintin: Tell me, how did you work that one out?
Captain Haddock: Because he was a figurehead of great courage and bold exploits. No one like him ever existed in my family. Why do you think I drink? Because I know I'll never be like him. No, it's far better that I end it now. Put us both out of our misery.

Tintin: What is it, Snowy?
Captain Haddock: I'm gonna lower myself into the sea...

Captain Haddock: Into the cold embrace of the big blue...

Tintin: Those are Portuguese markings.
Captain Haddock: Are you even listening?
Tintin: Where is the Karaboudjan registered?
Captain Haddock: We're saved. We're saved! Oh, It's a sign from above!

Captain Haddock: Troglodytes!
Tintin: Captain, get down.
Captain Haddock: Slave-traders! Mutant malingerers! Freshwater politicians!
Tintin: Bad news, Captain. We've only got one bullet.
Captain Haddock: And what's the good news?
Tintin: We've got one bullet.

Captain Haddock: You got him!

Captain Haddock: Ah, well done, my boy.

Tintin: Stay here, Captain.
Captain Haddock: Tintin? Tintin!

Don't take your eyes off of them. Hurry up!

Just as I thought. The ignition lead has been cut. Lucky shot!
One more pass, and we will finish them off.

Tintin: Put your hands in the air. Now!

Tintin: Let's see here.
Captain Haddock: You do know what you're doing, eh, Tintin?
Tintin: Um... More or less.

Captain Haddock: Well, which is it? More or less?
Tintin: Relax. I interviewed a pilot once.

Tintin: Which way to North Africa?

Tintin: Captain, look! We've caught up with them.

Captain Haddock: Wonderful! But you think we might find another way to North Africa that doesn't take us through that Wall of Death?

Tintin: We can't turn back. Not now.

Tintin: No, Captain! Those are surgical spirits for medicinal purposes only.
Captain Haddock: Quite right, laddie, quite right.

Tintin: No, no, no! The fuel tank! It's almost empty! Captain! This may sound crazy, but I've got a plan. The alcohol in that bottle may give us a few more miles. I need you to climb out of the plane and pour it into the fuel tank.
Captain Haddock: Christopher Columbus!

Captain Haddock: There's a terrible storm out there. And... it's raining.
Tintin: And you call yourself a Haddock?

Tintin: Captain! Captain! Can you hear me? Captain! Captain?

Tintin: You're doing fine! Now, pour the bottle into the tank. We're running on fumes.
Captain Haddock: Fumes!

Tintin: Oh, no.

Tintin: Captain! I can't see!
Captain Haddock: Land! Land!
Tintin: We can't! We're not there yet!
Captain Haddock: No, land!

Captain Haddock: No, no, no, starboard! Starboard! Starboard!

Captain Haddock: Hang on, Tintin!

Captain Haddock: Coming!

Captain Haddock: The Land of Thirst. The Land of Thirst.
Tintin: Will you stop saying that?
Captain Haddock: You don't understand. I've run out. I've run out. You don't know what that means.
Tintin: Captain, we have to keep going. One step at a time. Come on, on your feet! Lean your weight on me.
Captain Haddock: A man can only hang on so long without his vitals.
Tintin: Captain, calm down. There are worse things than sobering up.
Captain Haddock: Look! Tintin! We're saved. Water. Water!
Tintin: Stop! Captain! It's just a mirage!
Captain Haddock: But it was here. I saw it.
Tintin: It was just your mind playing tricks. It's the heat!
Captain Haddock: I have to go home.
Tintin: What?
Captain Haddock: I have to go back to the sea.
Tintin: Captain, you're hallucinating.
Captain Haddock: Look. Did you ever see a more beautiful sight? She's turning into the wind, all sails set. Triple masted. Double decks. Fifty guns.
Tintin: The Unicorn?
Captain Haddock: Isn't she a beauty?
Tintin: Yes! Yes, she is! Tell me, Captain... what else can you see?
Captain Haddock: She's got the wind behind her. Look at the pace she's setting! Barely a day out of Barbados... ...a hold full of rum and the finest tobacco and the hearts of the sailors set for home.

Sir Francis Haddock: The red pennant.

Captain Haddock: The blood runs cold in every sea captain who looks upon that flag, for he knows he's facing a fight to the death. But Sir Francis is a Haddock. And Haddocks don't flee.

Sir Francis Haddock: All hands on deck! Gunners to their stations! Let's unload the King's shot into these yellow-bellied, lily-livered sea slugs! Prepare to bring her about, Mr. Nicholls.
Mr. Nicholls: Aye-aye, Captain! Prepare to bring her about!

Portside gun, fire!
Look lively, lads!

Sir Francis Haddock: Mr. Nicholls, secure the cargo.
Mr. Nicholls: Right you are, sir.
Sir Francis Haddock: Prepare to repel all boarders!

Pirate: This way! We need more men!

Captain Haddock: And then he saw him.

Captain Haddock: Like a phantom, rising from the dead.
Tintin: Who? Captain, who did he see?
Captain Haddock: It's gone.
Tintin: What do you mean, gone? What happened next?
Captain Haddock: By Jupiter, I have a beard! Since when did I have a beard?
Tintin: Captain, something happened on the Unicorn. It's the key to everything. You must try to remember.
Captain Haddock: The Unicorn? What? I'm so terribly thirsty.
Tintin: Captain!
Captain Haddock: Tintin! What is happening to me?

Tintin: And to think all it took was a day in the Sahara. Congratulations, Captain, you're sober.
Captain Haddock: Sober.

Good dog!
This one's alive. Check the other!
Yes, sir.

Company, halt!
Lieutenant Delcourt: I'm Lieutenant Delcourt. Welcome to the Afghar Outpost.
Tintin: Thank you, Lieutenant. We owe you our lives. Did you find my friend?
Lieutenant Delcourt: Yes, but he's not in good shape, I'm afraid. He's still suffering the effects of acute dehydration. He's quite delirious. Why don't we pay him a visit?

Lieutenant Delcourt: Haddock! You're awake. Good! I have a visitor for you.
Tintin: Captain?
Captain Haddock: Hello! I think you've got the wrong room.
Tintin: Captain, it's Tintin. Our plane crashed in the desert. Don't you remember?
Captain Haddock: Plane? No no, I'm a naval man myself. I never fly if I can help it. He's got me confused with someone else.
Captain Haddock: What is this peculiar liquid? There's no bouquet. It's completely transparent.
Lieutenant Delcourt: Why, it's water.
Captain Haddock: What will they think of next?

Lieutenant Delcourt: We suspect he has a concussion. Heatstroke. Delirium.
Tintin: He's sober. Now, Captain, out in the desert...
Captain Haddock: The desert?
Tintin: Yes. You were talking about Sir Francis.
Captain Haddock: Sir who?
Tintin: Sir Francis. And you were telling me about what happened on the Unicorn.
Captain Haddock: The unicorn!
Tintin: Yes!
Captain Haddock: The stuff that dreams are made of. Wee children's dreams.
Tintin: No, the ship. Please try to remember, Captain. Lives are at risk.

Tintin: Snowy, what have you done?

Tintin: I'd stand back if I were you.

Lieutenant Delcourt: He's snapped!
Tintin: Everybody out of the room! Snowy!
Lieutenant Delcourt: He's insane!

Captain Haddock: Show yourself, Red Rackham!

Sir Francis Haddock: If it's a fight you want,...

Captain Haddock:'ve met your match!
Tintin: A fight with who?
Captain Haddock: To the death,...

Sir Francis Haddock: ...Red Rackham!

Tintin: No, wait!

Tintin: Wait. Captain...
Captain Haddock: I remember everything now. Everything Granddaddy told me. The Unicorn was taken. The pirates were now masters of the ship.
Tintin: The crew surrendered?
Captain Haddock: Granddaddy said that Red Rackham called Sir Francis the King's dog. A pirate hunter sent to reclaim their hard-won plunder.

Red Rackham: Why would I waste my time on rum, tobacco, molasses and dates when you have a more valuable cargo onboard? Where is it?
Sir Francis Haddock: You'll have to kill me first.
Red Rackham: Not first, no.
No, Please.

Red Rackham: I'll start with your men.

Captain Haddock: To save his men, he would give up the secret cargo.
Tintin: And where was it?

Captain Haddock: Four hundredweight of gold, jewels and treasure.

Red Rackham: Kill his men! No, Rackham! No! Rackham, you gave me your word! Rackham!

Captain Haddock: 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.

Captain Haddock: And with that, he hurls himself forward!
Tintin: On the pirates? Like that? Unarmed?
Captain Haddock: No! No, on a bottle of rum rolling on the deck. And he opens it up, and puts it to his lips, and...
Tintin: 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...
Captain Haddock: Yes, yes, he puts down the bottle... And he seizes a cutlass!

Captain Haddock: And then he makes his way to the ship's magazine, where they keep all the gunpowder and the shot!

Red Rackham: You dog! You'd blow us sky high?
Sir Francis Haddock: Come on, then. Let's have you.

Red Rackham: Not this time.

Captain Haddock: You!
Captain, what is it?

Captain Haddock: How could I be so blind?
What are you talking about?
Captain Haddock: 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!

Red Rackham: You'll suffer a curse upon you and your name, Haddock.

Captain Haddock: He wants vengeance.

Red Rackham: Come back and face me!

Captain Haddock: Hurry, Tintin.
Tintin: What?
Captain Haddock: We're out of time.
Tintin: Captain!

Red Rackham: I curse you! I curse your name and all who come after! We will meet again, Haddock! In another time! In another life!

Captain Haddock:It's not over. It was never over!
Tintin: I don't understand. Who's after your blood?

Captain Haddock: Sakharine!
- Sakharine? Why?
Captain Haddock:He's Red Rackham's descendent! He means to finish it!
Tintin: That's why he did it.
Captain Haddock: Did what?
Tintin: 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.
Captain Haddock: And he was.
Tintin: But he couldn't let it lie.
Captain Haddock: No.
Tintin: He left a clue. Three clues wrapped in a riddle, concealing a secret. But only a true Haddock would be able to solve it.
Captain Haddock: What secret?
Tintin: The location. To one of the greatest sunken treasures in all history.
Captain Haddock: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!
Tintin: To Bagghar.
Captain Haddock: To Bagghar.

Tintin: He's here.

Captain Haddock: It's no good. They could be anywhere.

Tintin: Captain. Don't look now, but we're being followed.
Captain Haddock: Yes, we are.

Tintin: What do you want? Why are you following us?
Captain Haddock: Who are you working for?
Tintin: Captain, stop! Stop! Thompson and Thomson.
Thomson: Not so loud.
Thompson: We're in disguise.
Tintin: So I see. You got the message I sent from the ship?
Thompson: Yes, well, bit of a long story, that.
Thomson: The upshot is we caught the thief, retrieved your wallet, and then hopped on the next plane to Bagghar.
Thompson: Yes, that pocket picker has picked his last pocket.
There. Don't worry. He didn't take any money.
Tintin: It's not the money I'm worried about.

Tintin: The odds are even. Now, to find the next two scrolls.

Tintin: The Milanese Nightingale.

Tintin: That's his secret weapon?
Thompson: My!
Thomson: My!
Captain Haddock:What a dish.

Signor Salad: Enchanted, signora! Benvenuto! Welcome! Marhaba! We are blessed with your presence.
Blanica: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.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Please forgive me. I must escort madame to her dressing room. Excuse us. After you.

Hello, how are you?
Hello, Darling? How are you?
Tintin: Here. I want you to look after this.

Tintin: What are you doing?
Captain Haddock: Me?
Tintin: Yes.
Captain Haddock: Are you sure?
Tintin: If I'm caught, I don't want them to find this on me. Look, just keep it hidden.
Captain Haddock: I will guard this with my life!
Tintin: Get up! Get up!

Captain Haddock: It's her!

Captain Haddock: Blistering barnacles! What's that noise?

Captain Haddock: My ears, they're bleeding.
Tintin: No, they're not.

Tintin: Captain.

Tintin: Shut up, Snowy.

Captain Haddock: Oh, Columbus, it's every man for himself! Make way. Make way! Medical emergency.

Captain Haddock: That was close.

Tom: Hello, Captain.
Captain Haddock: You!

Tintin: Oh, no!

Tintin: (whispers) Sakharine!

Tintin: The falcon! Snowy, after him!
Captain Haddock: Tintin! Tintin!
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Those two! There! They're here to steal your ship!
Tintin: No, no, no, no, no, we're not!
Signor Salad: Arrest him! The ugly one!
Tintin: No, wait!
Captain Haddock: Who, me?
Signor Salad: Yes! Thief! Arrest him!

Tintin: Captain!

Tintin: Sakharine's got the scroll!
Captain Haddock: It's worse than that.
Tintin: What do you mean?
Captain Haddock: They took your scroll, Tintin. It's gone.
Tintin: How? What happened?!
Captain Haddock: It was Allan. He knobbled me in the garden, and then there was a bottle of alcohol and...
Tintin: There always is.
Captain Haddock: No, no! No, not like that.
Tintin: I can smell it on you.

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Hurry. Back to the boat.

Captain Haddock: Tintin! Where are you going?
Tintin: I'm going after Sakharine.
Captain Haddock: By yourself?
Tintin: Yes! Come on, Snowy!

Signor Salad: Catch them, catch them!

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Lose them! Get him off our tail!

Tintin: Did you hit anything?
Captain Haddock: Oh, dear.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Faster, you idiot, faster!

Tom: Not again!
Tintin: (grabs the scrolls from Ivan) I'll have those, thank you.
Captain Haddock: Come on, Snowy!
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: No!
Captain Haddock: Incoming falcon at four o'clock!

Captain Haddock: Tintin, faster!
Tintin: No! The scrolls!
Captain Haddock: I got one, two...
Tintin: And three!

Tintin: Snowy!

Captain Haddock: Oh, no! Not again. Come here, my beauty. Ten thousand thundering typhoons!
Tintin: Snowy!
Captain Haddock: Come here, you pilfering parakeet!

Tintin: Captain, the bird! Grab it!

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

Captain Haddock: You blue blistering barnacles! Hang on, Snowy! Snowy, I'm coming!

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: There he is! Stop! That's right, that's right, come to Daddy. Come to Daddy.

Tintin: Gotcha! No!

Captain Haddock: Geronimo! You double-dealing, pilfering parasites!

Tintin: Excuse me. Pardon me. Sorry.

Tintin: Gotcha!

Tintin: The scrolls are lining up. These are hidden numbers. What does it say?
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: I wouldn't do that if I were you! Let the bird go. What do you value more, those scrolls or Haddock's life?
Captain Haddock: Don't listen to him. You'll never get away with this, you sour-faced sassonack!
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: I will kill him.
Captain Haddock: Don't worry about me, Tintin, I'm fine.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Let the bird go now, or this man dies!
Tintin: No! Wait!
Captain Haddock: You two-timing troglodyte! You simpering son of a po-faced profiteer!
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Perhaps we should put it to the test. Here's mud in your eye.
Captain Haddock: Fathead!
Tintin: Captain!

Thompson: We're saved!
Thomson: I love the beach.
Thompson: You said you wanted a holiday.
Thomson: Quite. Very good.

Captain Haddock: Nobody takes my ship!
Tintin: They've already taken it.
Captain Haddock: Nobody takes my ship twice! We'll show them, won't we, Tintin? All right then, what's the plan?
Tintin: There is no plan.
Captain Haddock: Of course there's a plan. You've always got a plan.
Tintin: Not this time. Sakharine has the scrolls. They'll lead him to the treasure. It could be anywhere in the world. We'll never see him again. It's over.
Captain Haddock: I thought you were an optimist.
Tintin: Well, you were wrong, weren't you? I'm a realist.
Captain Haddock: That's just another name for a quitter.
Tintin: You can call me what you like. Don't you get it? We failed.
Captain Haddock: "Failed." There are plenty of others willing to call you a failure. A fool. A loser. A hopeless souse! Don't you ever say it of yourself. You send out the wrong signal. That is what people pick up. Do you understand? You care about something, you fight for it. You hit a wall, you push through it. There's something you need to know about failure, Tintin. You can never let it defeat you.
Tintin:' What did you just say?
Captain Haddock: You hit a wall, you push through it.
Tintin: No, no, no, you said something about sending out a signal. Of course! Captain! I sent a radio message from the Karaboudjan. I know what radio frequency they're transmitting on.
Captain Haddock: Well, how does that help us?
Tintin: All we have to do is send that information to Interpol, they can track the signals and figure out which way they're headed.
Captain Haddock: Here comes Interpol now.
Thompson and Thomson: Tintin!
Tintin: Any port they enter we'll know at once.
Captain Haddock: And we can get there first.

Tom: What are we doing here, boss? I don't get it. We're right back where we started.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: You're to speak of this to no one. Keep your mouths shut.
Alan: Don't worry. As long as we get our share.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: You'll get your share.
Tom: Where are you going?
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Just guard the ship.
Tom: Where's the filthy moolah?
Nestor: Good evening, sir. I trust you had a successful trip abroad.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Do I pay you to talk to me?
Nestor: You don't pay me at all.

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: What the blazes? Nestor! Nestor! Tom! Alan! You blithering idiots, don't just stand there! Do something!

Thompson: Ha! Caught him like a rat in a trap.
Tintin: Congratulations, gentlemen. He's all yours.
Thomson: Yes! We also have an arrest warrant issued by both Interpol and the FBI.
Thompson: Your friend who got shot...
Tintin: Barnaby.
Thompson: ...he was one of their agents. Hot on Sakharine's trail from the start.
Tintin: It still doesn't make sense. He has the key to the treasure of the Unicorn, which is sitting somewhere on the ocean floor. Why would he come back home?

Thomson: Right.
Thompson and Thomson: Sakharine?
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: That's Mr. Sakharine to you. Hold it.

Thomson: Look out!
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: What... Oh, no!

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Alan! Alan, get me down!

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: What? Not that way! Not that way, you fool, the other way!

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Right.

Look out!

Thomson: Good Lord! Come on!

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: Close but no cigar!

Captain Haddock: Red Rackham!
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: That's right. My ancestor. Just as Sir Francis was yours.
Captain Haddock: Unfinished business.
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: I'm glad you know the truth, Haddock. Until you could remember, killing you wouldn't have been this much fun.

Captain Haddock: Who gave you permission to board my ship?
Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: I don't need it. I've never needed it.

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: The legend says only a Haddock can discover the secret of the Unicorn, but it took a Rackham to get the job done. So you've lost again, Haddock.

Ivan Ivanovitch Sakharine: That's right. Why don't you have a drink? That's all you've got left, isn't it? Everything that was rightfully yours is now mine. Including this ship.

Captain Haddock: Thundering typhoons. Nobody takes my ship.

Thompson: We have you now, you devil.
Thomson: You are under arrest.
Thompson: To be precise, you are under arrest.

Tintin: Do you see?
Captain Haddock: Blistering barnacles, they're coordinates.
Tintin: It took all three scrolls to form the numbers.
Captain Haddock: Latitude and longitude. That is it. That's the location of the treasure.
Tintin: We did it!

Captain Haddock: Almost there, Mr. Tintin! A nudge to starboard should do it.
Tintin: Are you sure we're on course?
Captain Haddock: Trust me, laddie. I know these parts like the back of my hand. Starboard! Quickly! Quickly!
Tintin: Aye, Captain, starboard it is!

Captain Haddock: All stop!

Captain Haddock: Marlinspike Hall.
Tintin: Those coordinates lead here. And this is where Sir Francis hid it? I thought the treasure went down with the ship.

Nestor: Master Haddock, Mr. Tintin, I've been expecting you.

Nestor: Welcome to Marlinspike Hall.
Captain Haddock: Will you look at this place? I don't think it's changed at all since I was a wee boy.
Nestor: And may I say, sir, how much I'm looking forward to having a Haddock back in charge of the estate.
Captain Haddock: You'll be waiting a long time, Nestor. There's no way I could afford to live here!
Tintin: Well, Captain, you know the house. Where do we start?
Captain Haddock: Is the cellar still here?

Captain Haddock: No, no, no, no, this isn't it. I meant the other cellar.
Nestor: I'm sorry, sir, there is no "other cellar."
Captain Haddock: It was bigger than this.

Tintin: Snowy? Snowy, where are you?
Nestor: No, Hector. Hector.

Tintin: Captain, help me.

Nestor: Heel.

Tintin: Snowy?

Tintin: Just like you said, Captain. You hit a wall...
Captain Haddock: push through it.

Captain Haddock: My grandfather must have walled it up before he lost the house.
Tintin: "And then shines forth the Eagle's Cross."
Captain Haddock: Well, I can see the cross, but where's the eagle?
Tintin: St. John the Evangelist, who was always depicted with an eagle. And he's called the Eagle of Patmos. He is the eagle. What's he trying to tell us, Captain? I'm at a loss.
Captain Haddock: That island, the one in the middle, that doesn't exist.
Tintin: How do you know?
Captain Haddock: Because I've sailed those waters countless times. I've been there. It's a mistake.
Tintin: What if it isn't? Sir Francis wanted his inheritance to go to a man who was worthy of it. A man like himself, who knows the seas like the back of his hand. A man who could look at a globe and tell if one tiny island was out of place.

Captain Haddock: Blistering treasure. It's Red Rackham's barnacles!

Captain Haddock: What is this?

Captain Haddock: Just a wee tipple. A toast to our good fortune. That's better. It's odd, really. You would've thought, after all the fuss and bother, there would've been more.
- More of what?
Captain Haddock: Red Rackham's treasure. I mean, by your account, he looted half of South America. I just thought... Never mind. There's plenty to go around. It's a funny old life, eh? Well, you've got your story for your newspaper. All's well that ends well.
Tintin: It's not ended. Sir Francis left another clue at the bottom of the globe.
Captain Haddock: A clue to what?
Tintin: Four hundredweight of gold, just lying at the bottom of the sea. How's your thirst for adventure, Captain?
Captain Haddock: Unquenchable, Tintin.