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It all started when Snowy and I

tried to help a plane that appeared to be in trouble.

Apparently, I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Descriptions?

I didn't really see them, but I did notice the plane was unregistered.

An unregistered plane crossed last night in Eastdown, England.

Eastdown, England, huh?

I had to investigate even though I knew

I was up against some very dangerous people.

We will dispose of him later.

Once we arrived in England, the pieces began to fall into place.

It's the plane. What is it, boy?

A pilot's jacket!

What's this?

Eastdown. Muller.

A triangle. Three red lights.

Twenty-four. One a.m.

One of the names on the paper was that of a reclusive doctor

who lived nearby.

Let's have a look around, Snowy.

A cable!

Eastdown. Muller.

Three red lights making a triangle.

Twenty-fourth. One a.m.

That's it! It's a drop point, Snowy.

The lights are here to guide a plane.

The paper had led me to the time and place.

Now I would know what this was all about.

Unfortunately, Dr. Muller was not far behind.

Tintin.

It looks like your luck has run out.

Now, for the sacks, let's see what's in them.

Bank notes! And it's counterfeit.

My investigation was complete for now.

I may've stopped one delivery,

but without the help of the police, there would be more.

This is ridiculous. Months of work

and planning for a fortune and counterfeit bills ruined

by one nosy reporter and his miserable dog.

I was lucky to find that telephone booth.

The police shouldn't be long now.

Snowy!

Ah!

Hey, look out!

Are you okay?

Uh, yeah. Thanks for stopping.

There's a car just ahead.

Crooks making a getaway. We've got to stop them.

Crooks? I say what a lark. Hop in the trailer.

It sure beats walking.

I think.

Whoa!

Whoa, whoa.

Ah!

That was some ride!

Are you all right, Snowy?

We'll never find them now.

That's their car!

Excuse me, sir. Do you know what happened to the men in that car?

I saw them dash off.

They were yelling something about a train.

Snowy!

What is it, Snowy?

Whoa!

Thanks, Snowy.

Our timing is good today.

So far, but I do not trust that Tintin.

Tintin is on the train. Let's go!

I beg your pardon!

Never a proper hello, never an "excuse me", never a polite goodbye.

Hello. Excuse me, ma'am. Goodbye.

Oh!

Ah!

Hey!

Sorry, Snowy, you'll have to leave it.

Let's go, Snowy.

What happened? Are you okay?

To fellas told me to stop the train.

Then the big one hit me from behind.

Didn't see which way they went.

It's landing. We must be near an airport.

Keep your eyes open, Snowy.

Knowing those two, they're probably here somewhere.

That's Tintin.

Thompson and Thomson.

The criminals you called us about, seemed to have gotten away.

We've been tracking them very closely.

And we have reason to suspect

that Muller and his henchmen are on the train.

No kidding. And now they're probably on a plane!

What plane?

That plane!

My hat!

Precisely! Those low flying low lives.

Where's Tintin?

Wait! Stop, Tintin. Stop.

Police! Storm out this plane.

We're commandeering you and your vehicle.

That's an order. Move!

Full throttle, pilot.

Go up, go up, go up.

Ah!

Go down, go down.

Quit showing off. We're in pursuit of criminals.

I-I'm sorry, sir. I'm just a ground mechanic.

This is my first flight.

We demand that you land.

Did we make it?

I'm not sure, yet.

There they are!

Great snakes, we lost them.

This fog is really dangerous. We gotta land.

Snowy, old dog.

Hello!

Ah! You're among the living again!

You picked the wrong fence to crash into.

Strongest masonry in all the glen.

Continue to cause tremendous inconveniences--

What were you doing flying around in the fog?

Mm, it's a long story. Thanks for helping me out.

Think no of it, lad. You bring a wee bit of excitement

to a forgotten farmer. No much happens around here.

Besides, looks like you weren't the only one to go down.

That's Muller's plane.

You claim you know the poor lost souls?

Yeah, I know them all too well.

That looks like Kiltoch by the sea.

How far to Kiltoch?

They found no trace of them and they searched everywhere, but the island.

What island?

Leave it be, lad. The men were drowned.

But if no one searched the island.

It's called the Black Island.

McGregor!

He has the right to know.

Why hasn't anyone searched there?

You best keep clear of the Black Island.

It's a horrible haunted place.

Haunted?

Aye.

In the ruins of the castle Craig-Dhui

there bides a beast of the blackest heart.

A demon so horrible that never has anyone returned to tell.

But when the dead calm lays o're the water,

we hear the beast throwing thunder into the black night.

Go ahead and listen, lad.

Be sure to have her back by sunset, now.

Right.

Where are you making for this, bradae?

Oh, I thought I might check out that island.

The Black Island? Not in my boat, you don't.

I'll never see her afloat again!

How much to make her my boat?

Another away to his doom.

Looks deserted.

Come on, Snowy. We'll scout the island from the tower.

Wow! What a view!

That's high.

Easy, boy.

Ah!

Snowy!

Hold on, Snowy

Ah!

Snowy!

Ah!

Come on.

Come on!

Oh-oh.

The boat's gone!

Ranko, attack!

Back, Ranko. They're in no hurry.

I wonder what's so funny.

Huh?

The tide!

That should keep him inside until the tide finishes him off.

We'll drown like rats in a hole.

Good boy, Snowy.

That was a bit too close, Snowy.

Absolutely perfect.

Sh.

It's a beauty. Just look at the detail.

Excellent job.

Hands up.

Tintin!

Well, Muller, you've got nowhere to run now.

Ah! Not so tight.

Sorry, Muller, but you're not giving me the slip this time.

Hey, that pistol, it is mine.

Yeah, I was getting tired of using my finger.

My pistol is not loaded.

What?

Help! Help!

Quiet!

Help!

Some guys just don't know when to give up.

Aha! A radio transmitter.

Mayday. Repeat, Mayday.

Get me the Kiltoch police.

Aye. Kiltoch police. Go ahead.

I don't understand how did he escape the tide.

He is clever, Herr Tintin.

But not clever enough.

Let's go.

Well, the police should be here soon.

We're trapped!

Police control. Police control, calling Tintin.

The police launch is heading for the Black island at full speed.

Two detectives are with the officers on board. Over.

Are you receiving? Tintin, are you there?

What's this?

Great job, Snowy.

Arf!

Poor guy. He hurt his arm falling down.

Police.

Huh?

About time you got here.

Are you certain he's not dangerous?

Ranko? Nah. He's harmless.

Muller only used him to scare people away from his island printing press.

Only the tourists ever believed the legend of the Black Island.

Aye. No man in Kiltoch

ever thought the beast more than a rumor.

Cheese.