Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

To save his men,
You'll have to kill me first.
I'm sorry.
Sir Francis was a Haddock.
I believe I have captured something of your likeness.
Let's unload the King's shot into these
Assassin? Look, you've got it all wrong.
- Your friend who got shot... - Barnaby.
ffffffff fffffeeeeee
- Did you find my friend? - Yes, but he's not in good shape, I'm afraid.
Tintin, faster!
I've never ever needed to get it once in my life. I've never ever needed to get it once in my life.
You're to speak of this to no one. Keep your mouths shut.
Sir Francis Haddock was a drunkard and a hopeless reprobate.
Careful, mind. He's a restless sleeper on account of the tragic loss of his eyelids.
I'm looking for answers, Mr. Sakharine.
Sir Francis left another clue at the bottom of the globe.
Tintin?
I thinking I'm having a heart attack ! !!!!
That was close.
17th, I would think.
He bit me
and then hopped on the next plane to Bagghar.
- No. - He left a clue.
What's going on down there?
Where could be that mangnifying glass
We can't! We're not there yet!
So it's true! The Haddock line is cursed.
It's her!
Right.
and this ship, as I'm sure you're aware, was once part of the estate.
Sir Francis didn't make two models of the Unicorn.
- I know your game. You're one of them. - Sorry?
You know the stakes. You know what we're playing for. Just do it!
I've missed something, Snowy.
"Three brothers joined.
"...B- O-U
Why does that look familiar?
There's no mistake. It belongs to me.
- There is a "P" in "psychic." - I am not your sidekick! You are mine!
It was bigger than this.
Sober.
No, it's far better that I end it now. Put us both out of our misery.
is the prize of his collection.
So, that one must have been a decoy.
You'll never get away with this, you sour-faced sassonack!
- Turn this ship around! - Aye, sir!
Tho-ro- you aro-, sir.
In here! He's in here!
Nobody takes my ship!
Illumination Gumby
"For 'tis from the light that light will dawn.
We can't turn back.
Just as Sir Francis was yours.
Never mind. There's plenty to go around.
Why it doesn't make sense
Why do you think I drink?
Stay here, Captain.
Captain, it's Tintin.
- We're out of time. - Captain!
Don't you get it? We failed.
killing you wouldn't have been this much fun.
And then he makes his way to the ship's magazine,
- You'ro- a ro-porto-r? - I'm a journalist.
and tell if one tiny island
The filthy swine.
We have to reach a locked door at the end of this corridor. This is gonna be tricky.
Show yourself, Red Rackham!
Chas!ng cats aga!n?
It's a pity, sir.
Captain, help me.
"Name his price"?
Because he was a figurehead of great courage and bold exploits.
She's turning into the wind, all sails set.
Hang on, Tintin!
but you're about to walk into a whole mess of danger.
Yes, well, bit of a long story, that.
It makes no sense.