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THE CRAB WITH THE GOLDEN CLAWS - Part 1

Did you get it?

Yes. This is what to look for.

Excellent. And the name?

I can't. They'll kill me.

If they find out about us, they'll kill you whether you tell me or not!

You disappoint us, Dawes.

Get him!

Follow me.

No!

Forget him! It's Dawes we want.

No!

C'mon, Snowy! The Thompsons are waiting for us...

That's what you get for sticking your nose where it doesn't belong!

You don't see me digging in the garbage, do you?

Now where on earth could that file have got to?

To be precise, where on earth is the file?

- Maybe it's on the desk. - I know...

- maybe it's on the desk. - Precisely!

What are these?

Objects found on the drowning victim.

The one we can't identify.

I'm sure I've seen this before.

May I borrow this for a minute?

- I'll be right back. - Right then!

Right back!

- What's got into him? - I'd best go and investigate.

Best to find these things out.

That is to say... We'd better go and investigate...

Oh dear, he forgot his cane.

Oh dear, I forgot my cane.

It's got to be in here somewhere.

Tintin, whatever are you doing?

I'm sure this scrap of paper came from a crab tin

I threw here earlier.

I thought it could help your case.

- You don't say? - Really?

Well?

Well, it's not here.

Precisely.

You there! Police.

- But... - Open that sack immediately!

Excuse me, sir, but would you mind if we check your sack?

We're trying to find a certain tin.

Well... sure. I guess.

No, it's not here either. Thank you, sir.

Sorry to bother you.

Stranger than strange.

I would even add: it's really strange...

Would you mind if I kept this piece of paper for a while?

- Of course not, Mr. Tintin. - That is to say...

Can you believe that?

They were looking for some kind of crab meat tin.

Mr. Tintin doesn't know what he's getting into.

Yes, there's something definitely written here!

Only I can't read it.

Let's just darken these letters and see what comes up.

K...

A, R, A...

Karaboudjan.

That's an Armenian name, isn't it?

Well, that doesn't help much.

- Help! - Pipe down!

Help!

Kidnappers!

Huh...!

Great snakes!

Help! Police!

Let's go!

Hey!

I'll tend to you later, mutt.

But first, I'm gonna take care of you!

Excuse me.

Great job, Snowy!

Let's get outta here!

Ooh... What happened?

Are you all right, Mr. Tintin?

Oh, that poor man!

He was only trying to deliver a letter to you.

What in the world is going on?

I don't know, ma'am, but I intend to find out.

A can of crab, the word

Karaboudjan, a drowned man,

a Japanese kidnapped on my doorstep: what does it all mean?

- Hello Tintin... - Yes?

Thomson here.

- Oh... Hi, Thomson. - How are you?

How am I? I've been better.

- What's up? - An extremely interesting development.

We've just identified the drowned man: a sailor named...

Herbert Dawes. He worked on a cargo ship called the 'Karaboudjan'.

The Karaboudjan?

Yes, it's docked at Pier 4.

Thompson and I are going down there now to ask a few questions, and...

Hello?... He hung up.

Ah, the Karaboudjan.

That's him?

Yeah... His name's Tintin.

He's a reporter.

Well, we don't want any reporters slipping around here, do we?

Sure is busy! Eh, Snowy?.

Look out!

You missed, fool!

- What's going on? What happened? - Are you all right?

Huh... I'm okay, thanks.

We must be on something, Snowy. People don't try to kill you just for sightseeing.

Now, how do we get aboard?

Hello, Tintin!

We're here to make inquiries about that drowned sailor.

Really? Mind if I tag along?

Consider yourself our guest.

- Come along, Tintin. - Thanks, detectives.

Police, regarding Herbert Dawes.

Welcome aboard, gentlemen.

I'm the first mate, Allan.

I'm Detective Thompson.

And I'm Detective Thomson.

Let's go to my cabin, detectives...

You go on ahead. Snowy and I'll take a stroll about deck.

Fine! We'll meet you here in half an hour.

- Sounds good. - Half an hour, then.

This way, gentlemen. Watch your step.

Right then, watch my step.

Precisely. Watch your step.

Take good care of our guests. Understand?

First mate Allan didn't seem very pleased to see us.

I wonder what's he hiding...

What is it, Snowy?

Look at this! Now we're getting somewhere.

Let's find out what's going on...

You again! This time I'll feed you

to the sharks.

Hey...! Come back here!

What!

It's all clear now.

Your man was drunk and drowned by accident.

Precisely, an accident by drowning.

Very unfortunate, but accidents do happen.

Now where could Tintin be?

Oh, yeah, he... couldn't wait. He left about 10 minutes ago.

But he didn't even say goodbye!

Thank you, detectives. And watch out for the step.

Righto...

Cheerio!

Raise the gangplank! Cast off all lines! Prepare to set sail!

Wonderful. How do I get into these messes?

Hello, Mr Tintin. Enjoy your stroll?

It was fine. Pardon me for not getting up.

Shut up!

How much does he know about the shipment?

Enough to know you killed someone for it.

You mean Dawes?

Well, he wasn't the first and he won't be the last,

Mr. Tintin.

Nice guy.

It's going to take a miracle to get myself out of this one.

Snowy!

Boy, am I glad to see you!

Quick! Chew through these ropes!

Once I'm free, we've got to find a way off this ship.

We've stumbled into a real hornet's nest here.

What is it, boy?

You're the man they kidnapped outside my apartment!

My name's Bunji Kuraki. I'm a policeman from Japan.

What's going on, Mr. Kuraki?

I've been on this case for months.

The crab tin you were looking for is one of thousands that they use to smuggle narcotics.

Drug smugglers?

I tried to warn you, but they caught up with me.

This is a worldwide operation.

They'll stop at nothing to protect themselves. Even murder!

- Herbert Dawes? - Yes.

He was selling me information.

I can't unlock these chains.

Don't worry about me. You must get a message to the police.

But I can't leave you here!

You have to! It's our only chance.

Give it up. He's barricaded.

The cop is still there.

What about Tintin?

There's nothing for him to eat in there. We'll starve him out.

First mate Allan,

report to the Captain's cabin immediately.

That booze hound... he probably wants another bottle.

Then let's give it to him.

Right.

We'll never pull this off if he sobers up.

It's dark enough, Snowy. Time to try out my plan.

Who's there?

Trying to bushwack Captain Haddock, are you?

Backstabbing scallywags!

But...

Don't say a word.

Whowho... Who are you?

A prisoner on this stinking tub of yours.

Why... I'll have you clapped in irons!

No one slanders Captain Haddock's stinking tub!

I've had the full tour... thanks.

I particularly liked your cargo hold full of drugs.

Drugs? In my hold!

You didn't know?.

Of course not! I'm an honest man!

Who would do something like that?

Your first mate, Allan, for starters.

Impossible! Allan's a good sailor. Loyal, devoted...

And generous with the whiskey!

Face it, Captain! you've been doublecrossed.

By keeping you drunk, Allan runs this ship the way he wants,

that includes smuggling drugs.

Doublecrossed! Horn swoggled!

Tricked by my own crew.

The shame of it all!

Come on, Captain. Get a grip on yourself!

He's not going to get away with this.

But I need your help.

You have to promise: no more drinking!

Captain, please. Think about your reputation.

Think about your mother.

What would she say if she saw you like this?

Mother?

What's all that noise?

Time to go, Snowy.

- Is that you, Mother? - What's going on?

I'm such a miserable fool.

Drink up... Captain.

This will make you feel better.

No!

I promised him I wouldn't drink anymore!

Who! Who did you promise?

I don't know. I've never seen him before.

Fool!

Tintin! Quick! He's gone back to the hold!

You! Stand guard here!

He may try to come back.

You! Come with me!

He's shooting at us!

Champagne!

What happened? Where's Tintin?

He snuck up on me, boss. He must have been under the bunk.

Mr Allan! Mr. Allan!

The Captain and some kid jumped me.

I think they got a message off.

Sir! One of the lifeboat's gone.

- Fools! - Sir!

They're not in sight. Should we turn the ship around?

No.

I've got a better way to deal with Tintin.

Adrift at sea.

We must be 60 miles from land

with no food and nothing to drink!

We're goners.

Relax, Captain.

Snowy and I have made it through harder times than this.

Relax, Captain? Relax!

We're gonna die out here, you landlubber!

No we won't! I radioed our plans to the police. It won't be long now.

A seaplane!

We're saved. I told you not to worry.

Ahoy! Over here!

He's coming in pretty fast.

Not fast enough for me!

Look out!

CN-3411 to Karaboudjan, come in.

This is the Karaboudjan, CN-3411. What's your status? Over.

Have sighted target and carried out instructions.

Any sign of life?

No, sir, none! Request permission to return to base.

Permission denied.

I must be sure! Land and confirm. Over!

Ten four, sir. Over and out.

Good enough for me. Looks like Tintin's finally met his match.

Where did you come from?

Brussels, originally.

Nice going, Snowy.

Thundering typhoons!

Nothing stops this boy!

The police should be waiting for the Karaboudjan when it reaches Bagghar.

CN-3411...

Come in.

CN- 3411.

Did you check? Are they dead?

Mission accomplished! Over and out!

Fast Forward to Part 2 for the conclusion...

The Crab with the Golden Claws - Part 2

Imagine the look on Allan's face

when he sees the welcoming committee we've set up for him.

Just as long as I get my hands on him before the police do.

You're sure we're on the right course for Bagghar?

Of course we're on course!

But it looks like there's trouble ahead.

Get yer nose up! Flip yer flaps! We're gonna crash!

Tintin, wake up!

Great snakes!

- Pull it up! - I'm trying!

It's gonna blow!

Phew! That was close!

I don't know where we are, but it sure isn't Bagghar.

The storm must've blown us off course.

What have you found, Snowy?

Thathatha... That's a camel.

That was a camel.

It probably died of thirst. We're as good as dead!

Take it easy, Captain! Things aren't that bad!

Really thirsty.

Really thirsty!

Keep moving. We can't give up.

No, I've gotta lie down.

Which bed is mine?

OK, we'll rest in the shadow of this dune,

but we can't stay long.

Haa..?!

How are we ever gonna get out of this one, Snowy?

Oh, a bottle... of...

champagne!

I'm saved!

Saved...!

Confounded cork! It's on too tight!

Captain!

Take it easy!

The heat must be getting to you.

Look!

A lake!

We're saved!

Oh, no!

Captain! It's only a mirage.

Captain... ooh...

Oooh...

Where are we?

Who are you?

Come with me...

Ah! There you are.

Come in.

I'm Lt. Delcourt,

in command of this outpost.

Pleased to meet you. I'm Tintin.

Take a seat please, Mr. Tintin.

You had us all quite worried.

It was sheer luck that we found you, really...

My men came across the wreckage of your plane, and followed the tracks

They found the three of you unconscious.

What about the Captain? Is he alright?

A drink! I need a drink!

He's all right.

Good heavens! Where are my manners? Name your poison, gentlemen.

No, thanks! And none for the Captain, either.

- What...! - Captain...

Uh, alright...

So, tell me: what brings you

to this forsaken sandbox of ours?

We interrupt this program with a special report.

Severe weather at sea

has caused heavy losses to shipping.

Gale winds have driven the ships Tanganyika and the Jupiter ashore.

And an SOS was received.

from the merchant ship Karaboudjan,

a rescue vessel searched the area but no wreckage or survivors were found.

Bunji!

It is presumed the Karaboudjan went down with all hands.

Impossible!

To sink without having time to abandon ship? I don't believe it!

Yes, I agree.

Lieutenant,

we must get to Bagghar immediately.

As soon as we reached Bagghar, we'll check in at the Harbormaster's Office.

They'll know one way or the other

if the Karaboudjan sank.

Blue blistering barnacles!

Raiders! Quick! Behind the sand dune!

Outnumbered and short of bullets!

Confound everything! The last one!

Revenge.

Revenge...

Revenge!

Captain!

Desert tramps! Swine! Jellyfish!

Troglodytes!

Captain, stop! They'll kill you!

Rats! Endoplasms!

Freshwater swabs!

Snowy, he's scaring them off!

Come back here, ya cowards!

And I'll give ya a taste of my rifle butt!

Nice going, Captain!

If they'd waited, I'd have shown them!

No one shoots at me and gets away with it.

After them, men! They're getting away!

Lieutenant!

I received a dispatch, warning about bandits in the area.

Looks like we got here just in time.

You mean it wasn't me who scared off those raiders?

I'm sure you did your best, Captain.

But my men and I will accompany you the rest of the way.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Are you sure the Harbormaster's Office is this way?

I could have sworn the merchant said it was the other way.

Do you speak Arabic, Captain?

Then, we'll continue this way.

What is it, boy?

Allan!

I knew the Karaboudjan didn't sink.

Come on Snowy, let's see where he's going.

Hey! Wait for me!

Blistering barnacles!

Why don't you...? Tintin!

Careful, Snowy, if we're lucky

Allan may lead us to whoever is smuggling diamonds.

Oh, no!

He's gone!

Where in blue blazes is Tintin?

Blistering barnacles!

That's the Karaboudjan. You there!

The radio said the Karaboudjan went down with all hands.

So what's it doing here?

This here's the Djebel Amilah.

Can't you read?

Of course I can read! But that's the Karaboudjan!

You!

You mutinous deck rat! Tell him the real name of this ship.

Do you know this nut?

Never laid eyes on him.

Police!

Police! Help! Police!

Okay... what's the problem here?

That ship, officers...

is the Karaboudjan.

They said it sank, but it didn't!

I'd known her anywhere.

'Cause I'm her captain.

And she's loaded with crabmeat... I... I mean opium.

And we just escaped by the skin of our teeth in a long boat and

we flew into a terrible storm and crashed in the desert.

Oh... You'd better come with us.

But... but... but...

But it's the truth, I tell ya!

What? Haddock? You're sure?

Then you can bet

Tintin's not far behind.

I don't care how you do it! But get me Haddock... alive!

And don't let it happen again!

Flatfoots!

Pencil pushers!

You wouldn't know a crime if you fell over one, you miserable gherkins!

Help! Outlaws!

Brigands!

Captain?

Bushwackers!

Captain!

Tintin!

Our only chance to find the Captain is to go back to where we lost Allan.

Remember, Thompson, we are friendly locals.

Precisely.

Inconspicuous and blending in with the crowd.

Thomson and Thompson!

Excuse us, please, but we are not Thomson and Thompson.

We are friendly locals.

Detectives,

- it's me, Tintin. - Alive!

And well!

I need your help.

So far the only clues are the crab tins.

And you say the drugs are hidden inside the tins?

Yes. They've got a gold label with a red crab.

But we saw some tins like that this morning.

Where?

Well, ah...

I think...

There's a lot of strange shops in these towns, you know?

Where are you going?

- Well? - Crab.

What are you doing?

- Don't worry, Sir... we'll pay. - Yes!

But could you tell us who supplies you with those tins?

Certainly, young Sir. They come from Omar Ben Salaad,

the wealthiest trader in all of Bagghar.

Thank you, Sir.

Ask around about Mr. Salaad, but be discreet, okay?

Snowy and I will try to find the Captain.

Right, then! Thank you, sir.

Wait! Wait!

Who's going to pay?

Ha...! Oh...

A 1,000 blessings on you.

I know it's hot, boy,

but the only way to find the Captain, is to find Allan.

He came this way once. He may come this way again.

Confounded paving stones!

What do you say we pay him a visit?

There he goes!

Keep up with him, Thompson.

Be discreet.

I bet he went down there.

Where'd he go?

I wonder if...

A secret door!

I'll bet these tins are full of drugs!

Untie me, you Neanderthals!

Captain!

Crooks! Confidence men!

Yell all you want. No one's gonna hear you.

Now for the last time, where's Tintin?

Here I am!

Hands up!

Tintin, my boy, I'm so glad

to see you!

Don't make a move. Captain! Keep an eye on them

while I find Allan.

Freeze!

Ah, gentlemen, do sit down.

- May I offer you some refreshments? - No, thank you, Mr Omar.

This visit is strictly business.

Quite so. We're conducting an investigation.

A very "discreet" investigation.

I see.

And what is the nature of your investigation, gentlemen?

We think you're smuggling drugs.

By the beard of the prophet! How dare you?

Get out! Or I'll have you flogged!

Guards! Guards! Throw...

Run for it, Omar!

The jig is up!

I'm leaving now, detectives...

I'm afraid I'll have to eliminate you, of course.

Good boy, Snowy.

- Tintin! - Well done!

Don't let him out of your sight!

He's heading for the docks, Snowy. Stop 'em!

Hey! Stop that guy! He's stealing my boat!

Hey!

Hey, stop!

Tintin!

Hi to you, too!

Throw them in irons, the filthy pirates!

Mutineers! Scallywags! Fatheads!

The correct spelling for that is...

"Thompson" with a p...

If it wasn't for the actions of Mr. Tintin and his friends

none of this would have been possible.

Bunji!

- You made it!

Thanks to you, Tintin.

And "Thomson" without a p!

How's it feel to be a hero, Mr. Tintin?

It feels great...!

The End.