Prisoners of the Sun - Part 1
Just think... Tomorrow we'll see old Cuthbert again.
Hmmm, yes.
Why so glum? Things are looking up.
I guess so, but I can't help feeling we're being watched.
Aah, enjoy yourself. Look around you!
Amazing!
Look at that!
Look! A Llama!
Careful, Señor!
Why? Such a nice Llama! Kitchy, kitchy, kitchy!
Thundering typhoons!
C'mon, Captain, it's time to get back to the hotel!
When Llama angry, Senor, he always do that.
Filthy animal! Blistering barnacle of a brute.
Those things shouldn't be allowed!
There's the inspector... Huh!
Thomson & Thomson?
Interpol has sent us to back up the inspector
on this this delicate mission.
Precisely...
And where's the "Pachacamac"?
Out there.
Beside the little tug,
with the the red funnel.
Let's have a look at this.
Ah! There she is.
Thundering typhoons!
Infectious disease on board!
It will be impossible to search the ship until the port health authorities have released her.
Hm! Another convenient coincidence?
Those doctors are taking forever.
Captain, just what is this "guano" stuff?
Guano?
Er, um!
How shall I put it?
Well, there's a sample of it!
Capitain! Look! A new flag...
Quarantined!
We wouldn't be able to board her for days... maybe weeks!
You can't do this, Tintin. It might be cholera...
the plague... yellow fever...!
I think they know we're on to them.
and I'll bet every man on that ship is as healthy as you and me.
Well, what about the sharks, then?
Nuts to the sharks!
OK, stop, this is close enough!
Be a good boy, Snowy!
Good luck, lad!
Que pasa ahi abajo?
Que ha pasado, Chiquito?
No, es nada, debe de ser el gato.
He's going back to his cabin.
Excuse me. A little further to the west.
Professor Calculus!
Professor, wake up! Professor!
The mummy's bracelet...!
Si...!, the bracelet of Rascar Capac.
What do you want with poor Calculus?
Your friend has donned the sacred bracelet of the Incas...
That is sacrilege!.
The punishment for that is death!.
- Alonzo! - No!
You there! Stop!
Devil! You'll pay for this!
Iconoclasts!
Pirates!
Guano gatherers! Murderers!
Let's get out of here!
Professor's Calculus' life is in danger, Captain!.
We've got to get help.
You alert the police! I'll stay here and watch the ship.
Whew! At last!
Come on... come on!
- Si... - Thundering typhoons!
Get me the Chief Inspector!
- He's asleep, Senor. - Then wake him!
This is urgent!
Blistering blundered! He hung up.
Somebody's coming ashore.
Blue Blistering Barnacles! I can't stand here all night!
Are you going to answer it?
Certainly not! I'm asleep!
You can't be asleep,
You're talking to me!
You know very well that
I talk in my sleep...
Lazy bones! Next time it's your turn!
Thomson!?
And about time, too!
Great snakes! They're carrying somebody ashore!
It's got to be the Professor...
Tintin...!Tintin...! Tintin...!
No use shouting ourselves hoarse. Tintin's gone.
Let's try to pick up his tracks...
It's like looking for a needle in a haystack...
To be precise, we look like needles in a...
Ah... aah... isn't this the Professors' pendulum?
Without a shadow of a lout...
er, shadow of a doubt.
Over here.
Look at these footprints...
several men with Llamas.
- Question is, which way did they go? - I know.
Nothing simpler.
Cuthbert's pendulum?!
Spot on!
And this utensil is going to lead us directly to its owner.
Dowsing is a question of having the right touch.
See? The pendulum is pointing south.
Then south we must go.
If you don't mind, I'm heading north.
- Suit yourself. - I'd better go and investigate...
That is to say, we better go and investigate...
And keep your eyes open...!
Never you mind, they're open...
To be precise they're...
Excuse me, son. Have you seen a young lad with a little white dog?
Yes, indeed and I know him well.
Tintin!?
Snowy!
What about Cuthbert?
We haven't got a moment to lose.
I overheard the kidnappers say they were heading for Jauga.
If we hurry, we just might catch up with them by train..
What a mob! This train is going to be crammed.
Have a good trip, Señores.
Ow!... Thundering typhoons!
That's odd! There's not another soul in this carriage.
We're alone... strange.
We must be pretty high up. We've been climbing steadily for hours...
Hello... We're slowing down!
We must be coming to a station...
What!?
Oh! No! What!?
Oh! No!
Captain! Our section has been unhooked.
What?
Blistering Barnacles!
- Quick. Jump!. - Jump?
Snowy, Snowy... come on!
We're going too fast!
A river.
This is our only chance, Snowy.
Snowy?
Oh, good boy!
We can thank our lucky stars we got out!
I wonder what's become of the Captain?
I wonder what's become of Tintin?
Hey! Stop!
Thank goodness you're save! Such an unfortunate accident...
That was no accident!
We must get to Jauga as fast as possible.
Well, not much help from the police...
he seemed to be afraid to even talk to us.
Let's split up and question some of the locals.
Right.
His name is Calculus. A short man...
with a little beard... wearing glasses?
No say...
- About this high? - No say...
- Had a little beard. - No say.
- With spectacles. - No say.
No say... no say... no say...
"No say! No say!" Blistering barnacles!
They all seem to be afraid.
One last try... that young orange seller.
The bullies!
Aren't you ashamed bullying a child like that?
Why...? You...!
Go for it, Pedro!
Young swine. You little rat!
Stand still, smart guy...!
Yeoww...!
Wait, you little...!
Yeoww...! Yeoww...!
Good boy, Snowy!
Well, I'm no further ahead.
- Pssst... Senor? - What?... Who...
Please be quiet, Senor! Pretend to tie your shoelace.
I know where you can find the man you're looking for.
Tomorrow at dawn come to the bridge of the Inca.
You go now! It is dangerous for me to be here!
I just hope it's not a trap.
You listen, Senor!
I see you help Indian boy.
You are brave. But you not go and search for your friend.
Look! I don't know who you are.
But I'll tell you, I would never abandon a friend.
That is foolish!
But take this...
it may save your life...
So where is this guide of yours?
Psst... psst...
It's the little orange seller.
So it was you?
No make noise.
If Indians see us...
they kill us.
You come now!
You wait here!
I don't like this.
Thundering Typhoons!
Not another pair of perambulating fire-pumps!
Llamas very gentle, Senor You not be afraid.
Afraid? Me? Eyeoww!
You miserable iconoclast!
No hit, Señor!
- When Llama angry... - I know!
"He always do that. "
Blistering barnacles!
You know... we don't even know your name?
Zorrino, Senor.
Well, Zorrino... you can tell me now, where is our friend?
He's taken to the Inca.
The inca? I thought the last of the Incas died 400 years ago?
Many things you not know.
Where is this Inca, then?
The temple of the sun, Senor.
Your friend is the prisoner of Sun God.
Temple of the sun? Sun God?
There is "Chulpa", Señor.
We spend the night there.
Good night, Captain! Make sure you wake me for my watch.
I will. Sleep well, you two...
Good night Zorrino...
Good night, Senor Tintin.
Amazing! An Inca plant in bloom...!
Excuse me, Señor Inca!
Have you a Licence for that gun...?
Licence? Licence...?!
Sacrilege! Sacrilege!
The fire of heaven will strike you down!
Good heavens!
They let me sleep on.
Captain?
Zorrino?
Great snakes! Where could they be?
Captain!
What have you found, Snowy?
What's going on?
Cut the cords and get me out of this before I go crazy!
Hurry!
Billions of blue blistering barnacles!
Got it!
This miserable reptile has spent the night waltzing along my spine!
Well, whoever they are they got
our Llamas, our supplies, our guns and they got Zorrino!
But there's one thing they missed...
Zorrino's hat.
Snowy! Snowy, here boy!
It's up to you now, Snowy...
Find Zorrino, Snowy! Find him!
Come on! After him!
Hey! Not so fast, you mountain goat!
There they are! They'll pass directly below us!
If we take a short cut down the cliff we can surprise them!
Snowy... you stay here!
More likely we'll break our necks.
Better find another way, Captain... This is very steep...!
Blistering typhoons!
Don't move!
Captain!
Que pasa?
You tell us, where is your friend?
No say!
Tell us or die!
Well... What do you know! He's right behind you!
- You! No joke! - No joke!
Hands up!
I'll take that.
Untie Zorrino, Captain. I'll keep an eye on them.
Good to see you, little one.
Thank you, my friends.
Look out!
Hooray!
Thundering typhoons!
And anyone who crosses our path again is a dead duck!
You... just... wait!
Thank you for saving me, Senor Tintin!
We wouldn't abandon you, Zorrino.
But where is Snowy?
Snowy!
I have news of your friend, Señores.
Professor Calculus?
I hear Indians talking. They're only about a half day ahead of us.
Maybe we catch them soon if we hurry.
That's good news, Zorrino. Let's get going!
You sure we can't do it...
without these cushion-footed ruminants?
Oh, no, Señor!
Llamas is very helpful.
Very gentle, Senor... You try to be friends, you see...
Blistering barnacles!
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