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Some vacation, huh, Snowy? A stopover in Egypt tomorrow, then next stop, Bombay,

then on to Hong Kong.

Ah, this is great.

I say, save that paper!

Help somebody save that paper!

I'll get it!

We couldn't save your paper, sir.

Oh, that's all right. It was just a travel brochure.

What? Now, if it had been my crisis papyrus, that would be another matter.

Allow me to introduce myself.

I'm Dr.

The Coffee Goose.

Hi, I'm Tintin. Reporter.

Well, Tintin the reporter, the winds of fate have just blown the story of a

lifetime your way.

Oh? I, Sophocles Darkovicus, the greatest archaeologist of all

time, am about to unearth the lost tomb of the pharaoh, Kiosk. No

kidding?

No kidding?

My dear boy, I never kid, especially when discussing the lost tomb of the

pharaoh. Lesser archaeologists have dared to curse.

But none have returned.

None? It could make quite the story for you.

Okay, count me in.

Bravo.

We'll meet in Cairo at 10 tomorrow, then on to the tomb.

Is this the symbol for the pharaoh's tomb? We'll find out tomorrow.

And until then, good day.

You nearsighted klutz.

Watch where you're going.

an accident, sir.

Why, you nosy little punk!

This is a day you'll regret!

Nobody talks to R .J.

Rastapopoulos that way!

Nobody!

Now, where have I seen him before?

Ah, yes. R .J.

Rastapopoulos, the famous movie producer.

Beware of Dr.

Sarcophagus, the young troublemaker.

Dispose of him before we reach Cairo.

Just think, Thompson, we've known all this way to arrest our friend.

There are no friends in our line of work, Thompson.

So true, Thompson, so true.

Whoa!

What are you guys doing here?

Don't play innocent with us.

What is this, a joke?

Does this look like a joke to you?

Opium? He admits it.

I don't admit anything.

Exercising your right to remain silent, are you?

Very well.

We're detaining you until the ship docks at port.

Come along.

But what about my plans?

This is supposed to be my vacation.

Some vacation.

The story of a lifetime comes along and here I am framed as a drug smuggler.

Hmm. I wonder.

Hi.

Heading ashore by any chance?

Tin Tin gave the slip to the police and will probably meet Sarcophagus in Cairo.

You have your orders.

Don't fail me.

Aren't you worried about the Pharaoh's curse, Doctor? My dear boy, I am not one

of those amateur archaeologists stumbling about in the desert.

Doctor, look!

I found...

Before the name Sophocles Sarcophagus will live in the archives of archaeology

forever!

What is it, Snowy?

A cigar?

Isn't that the pharaoh's emblem?

Doctor, look at this!

Doctor?

Doctor?

The pharaoh's emblem!

That's the secret entrance.

He must have gone inside.

Dr. Sarcophagus?

Doctor?

Sealed. Believe in curses, Snowy?

Me neither. Let's go.

That's his umbrella.

And his coat.

More cigars.

The Pharaoh's curse.

These must be the missing archaeologists.

Dr. Sarcophagus.

Let's get out of here, Snowy.

Joey, you're safe.

Yoo -hoo!

Dr.

Sarcophagus! It's a fine morning.

What? Shout louder. I can't hear you over the wind.

What's that?

I can't hear a word.

It's the wind.

It's hopeless. He's getting further and further away.

evidence that they would have nabbed us now if we can only find it again message

from the boss came while the coast guard was aboard shipment contains prisoners

to be taken to rendezvous three guards strictly pending further orders watch

captain's book get him aboard

It's getting really rough, Snowy.

I interest you in some of the finest merchandise you've ever laid eyes on?

But, but I, I don't... Fear not, sir. I'm sure my prices will astonish you.

Prices? Just let me show you, sir.

Absolutely no obligation.

Beautiful, beautiful.

Look how it matches your eyes, sir. Quite, quite firm.

about a sword, a real Toledo steel, an alarm clock, toothbrush, everything a

bargain. What's going on, Snowy? Right, lads.

Break it up. Back to work.

Perhaps some other time, dear sir.

My passenger, Mr. Figaro from Lisbon.

So, how are you feeling today, young Sinbad?

I felt better, Captain.

You're lucky to be alive.

If my men haven't spotted you... Dr.

Sarcophagus! Oh, did you pick up anyone else last night, Captain?

Just you and the doll. I must get ashore fast.

My friend is in serious danger.

Goodbye! Good luck!

Goodbye, Captain!

And thank you!

You sure I couldn't interest you in something else, young man? Another

perhaps?

No, thanks. I'm sure I'll be fine. Goodbye! Goodbye!

We must find a town, Snowy.

Wow! I didn't expect one so soon.

The place is deserted.

Uh -oh. There's somebody here, and they're in trouble.

It's okay, miss.

You're safe now.

Cat! Cat! Cat!

Idiot! Imbecile!

Uh -oh.

You wrecked the whole scene, nitwit! I'm sorry. I didn't know.

What is this?

A copy break?

Why aren't you shooting?

It's all his fault, sir.

Mr. Rastapopoulos! You! I'm really very sorry.

That's all right.

No harm done.

So, what are you doing in the middle of the desert?

It's a long story, sir.

Good. My favorite kind.

Well, what are you waiting for? Get back to work.

Now, you'll have to tell me all about it.

I'd be careful if I were you. It sounds like there might be something to this

curse. Perhaps.

Well, good luck, young man.

And take care in the desert.

Thanks, sir. Goodbye.

Tintin is heading towards Cairo. See that he doesn't make it.

You're sure that anonymous tip... Said Tintin was disguised as an Arab?

Positive. That's him, all right.

Come peacefully, or we'll resort to violence.

Rantelson, run!

To be precise, I'm running!

Feels like we've been walking forever, Snowy.

Want some, Snowy?

We have to go easy on it.

Get down!

Someone still wants us out of the way, Snowy. And I don't really want to find

out who.

Let's go!

Water.

You!

Why are you not in uniform?

The raiders are set to attack.

Attack? Have you not heard? War has been declared.

Consider yourself drafted.

Move it!

Another fine mess I've gotten myself into.

Huh?

The cigars. Where there's smoke, there's... Bingo.

Hollow?

Send 200 cases of cigars to Guy Pajama, India.

In view of next opium harvest.

Guards! Seize this spy!

Some vacation.

I know I wanted to get away from it all, but a firing squad at dawn?

Ouch!

Over here!

A file!

Wait!

Come on, Snowy.

It's safe to talk now.

I want to thank you. Thought you'd given us the slip, did you?

Shameless drug smuggler.

Thompson and Thompson.

Look, I'm not the smuggler. The colonel is. At least he's involved.

I was framed, detectives. They kidnapped me and Dr.

Sarcophagus. Kidnapped? Why?

We found a shipment of hollow cigars that they use to smuggle drugs.

There's a shipment on its way to India right now.

Oh, that's not good.

To be precise, that... There he goes!

Catch him!

He's on the roof!

Quickly!

Now's our chance, Noe.

You again?

Where is your uniform?

Sorry, sir, but...

Let's get out of here!

Hope Thompson and Thompson made it. We'll need all the help we can get if

going to save Dr.

Sarcophagus from those smugglers.

Are you ready for it, Snowy?

Look out, India! Here we...

It all started while Snowy and I were enjoying a well -deserved vacation

Ah, this is great.

The winds of fate have just blown the story of a lifetime your way.

Okay, count me in.

An eccentric archaeologist, Dr.

Sarcophagus, invited me to search for the lost tomb, the Pharaoh Kiosk. Aim at

last! What is it, Snowy? A cigar.

The Pharaoh's emblem and the start of all our troubles.

Doctor!

A secret entrance. There was no choice but to enter the tomb and hopefully find

Dr. Sarcophagus. But the further Snowy and I went, the further the mystery

deepened. More cigars.

No!

Gas!

Snowy!

Snowy!

We had stumbled into a terrible trap and were almost disposed of in a most

unusual way.

Move it!

lucky to be alive.

Did you pick up anyone else last night, Captain?

Just you and the dog.

I must get ashore fast.

My friend is in serious danger.

Tintin is heading towards Cairo.

See that he doesn't make it.

Get down!

Someone still wants us out of the way, Snowy. And I don't really want to find

out who. Our adventures kept taking us back to the same mystery.

The cigars!

Send 200 cases of cigars to Guy Pajama, India, in view of next opium

harvest. Guards!

We had uncovered an international smuggling operation that could only be

where it started.

Look out, India! Here we come!

There it is, Snowy. The coast of India.

Oh, no.

It's broken.

We're out of gas.

Okay, okay, I'm coming.

Whoa!

Let's find the road to Guy Pajamas, Snowy.

Sparrow's emblem.

It's wet.

Whoever did this is still around.

Dr.

Sarcophagus? I'm afraid you made a mistake, young man.

My name isn't Sarcophagus. I'm Pharaoh Ramses II, ruler of all the

Nile.

He's completely mad.

Now, what have you done with your pants?

Poison. Oh, that's pretty here.

Kitty, kitty, kitty.

We'd better get him to a doctor before he hurts himself.

All around the horrible woods, the pharaoh chased the reporter.

The reporter thought it was all in fun.

And ask for a glass of water.

Well, hello there.

Sorry to bother you. Oh,

no.

Sorry to bother you, sir. But my friend has been hit with a poison dart. I need

to get him to a hospital.

Ah,

yes, I see.

Well... Actually, you're in luck. One of my guests is a man of medicine.

Oh, uh, Dr. Finney!

Yes? Ra!

Ra!

Ra!

Ra! It seems we've got a spot of bother, Doctor.

I think he's been poisoned, sir.

Bring him upstairs. I'll examine him there.

Uh, Ramsey the Second?

Ra would like a word with you. Oh, good...

Mr. and Mrs. Snowball, allow me to introduce... Tintin. Pleased to meet

Charmed. Make yourself comfortable, Tintin. The doctor will be down shortly.

So tell us, Major, what's the story behind this dagger?

Ah, my Hindu kukri.

It was a present from a local fakir.

He says it has magical properties.

How fascinating.

Yes, quite.

The fakir claims it will point to anyone whose life is in danger.

Dr. Finney, is my friend going to be all right? What did you find?

The dart was tipped with regiger juice, the poison of madness.

There's an asylum a few miles up the road. You must take him there

I've written a letter to the director with all the details.

Thank you, sir.

Dr. Sarcophagus is gone!

Speak to me.

Someone came in through the window.

That lunatic threatened me with a knife.

My cookery dagger.

It's gone.

I'm very sorry about this, everyone.

Come on, Snowy. Let's go.

Can you follow his trail in the rain, Snowy?

The professor's hat.

He's around here somewhere.

Must kill reporter.

Must kill reporter.

My dagger.

I want my dagger.

Sorry, Ramses, but pharaohs shouldn't try to kill their friends.

The eyes make me do it.

What eyes?

Those eyes.

You're not young man. Who are you?

I am the power.

What do you do?

Just watch my eyes.

Thanks, Snowy.

He's gone.

So, Dr.

Feeny wanted you to hand this letter to me.

He told me you'd take care of everything.

I see.

Let me show you where we'll be keeping your friend.

Do you think you'll be able to cure him? Anything is possible.

A padded cell?

Is he really that bad?

Not him.

You!

Hey!

You should commit the one who hands over this letter. He will claim...

It is his friend who is insane.

Don't believe him. You're making a mistake.

Don't worry. Your friend will be looked after.

Why, thank you. Goodbye.

Happy birthday.

Eat your cereal and you'll get a cupcake for lunch.

I don't like cupcakes.

Come back here.

Uh -oh.

Inmate escaping.

Did you?

You tell of a complicated route to Kaipajama, my friend. But now that you

here, what next?

Snowy. Ah, yes.

I've instructed my guards to make inquiries. We should hear something

I hope so.

Don't worry.

They'll find him.

It's time for your afternoon studies, my son.

That music, last time I heard it, my father went mad. Before that, it was my

brother. Hmm.

Does your family fight the opium trade, Maharaja?

Yes. How did you know?

Smugglers took over my people's poppy farms.

My family tried to force them out.

But then, they went mad.

In the name of the Lord, to be precise.

Careful. Huh?

He's gone!

Aha! A secret doorway!

You're late.

Take your seat, brother.

Our meeting is now in session.

First, I extend greetings from the boss.

Next, I'm happy to inform you that the Maharaja is no longer a concern.

Headquarters.

What? Our hideout in Cairo has been raided.

Only our boss escapes.

Yes.

Yes.

I see.

Brothers, we have a spy in our midst.

Now, since the rules prevent us from revealing our identities, you'll come to

one by one into the next room and tell me the password from last week's

First one.

Not one.

Finished.

Good thing I was called first.

Well, this is quite the party. The fact here, Colonel Fod, Mr. and Mrs.

Snowball, Dr. Finney.

Well, that certainly explains the letter, the Maharaja's secretary, and

but I'll bet not least... Ow!

The fat's here!

Freeze!

My friend, I must thank you. If not for that dummy you placed in my bed, I would

be completely mad by now. Glad to be of service.

Your Highness, Your Highness, your son has been kidnapped.

Two men, they made off with him in an automobile.

Come on, Snowy.

Oh, no!

No!

They crashed!

Or did they?

No, Snowy, don't look at him. I surrender.

What? I surrender.

Well, fine.

Surrender.

I, uh... Sur...

got the Maharaja's son.

Stop! Diablo, can I ever be rid of that nosy reporter?

Yes, just a little closer.

This time I can't miss.

Ah,

there

you are.

Don't worry, I'll have you back to your father in no time.

This morning, another shipment of opium was found.

The drug ring is indeed smashed.

Great! Everything's back to normal then.

Behold!

Behold your pharaoh, Ramses II!

Behold! Well, almost everything.