Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The family fell upon hard times. Lost everything.
The legend says only a Haddock can discover the secret of the Unicorn,
It's all your fault
Kill his men!
Of course! I've seen you in the newspaper.
We're saved!
What is it, Snowy?
So you've lost again, Haddock.
You blithering idiots, don't just stand there! Do something!
Well done, my boy.
from a pickpocket actually pickpocketing at the time.
- You said you wanted a holiday. - Quite.
It's me.
Quick, get him in the van
Slave-traders! Mutant malingerers!
Look! Tintin!
I'll start with your men.
The Milanese Nightingale.
Come back and face me!
Rackham, you gave me your word! Rackham!
Yes. Indeed, Signor Salad!
Good Lord! Come on!
- And what's the good news? - We've got one bullet.
Quit your whining and find the kid!
Sank his own ship. Sir Francis sent that treasure to the bottom of the sea.
- My name is Thompson. - And Thomson.
Hold your fire.
No! Not like I wanted! I needed Haddock alive!
These people do not play nice.
Triple mast, double decks, 50 guns!
You don't pay me at all.
I don't think you realise this,
"Milanese Nightingale"?
That's his secret weapon?
Come on snowy
Get up! Get up!
That young man, what's his name?
What was Barnaby Dawes trying to tell us when he said our lives were in danger?
- What have I done? - No, Captain, not that!
To one of the greatest sunken treasures in all history.
Please forgive me. I must escort madame to her dressing room. Excuse us.
"Three Unicorns in company
You have one, you need the other.
What? He's just a hopeless old soak.
when you have a more valuable cargo onboard?
Great Scotland Yard! That's extraordinary!
Murdered in my bed by a baby-faced assassin!
Company, halt!
The odds are even.
And we're going to the one place that could have the answer.
You do know what you're doing, eh, Tintin?
In a boat?
Oh, dear.
You won't find another one of these, mate.
Plane? No, no, I'm a naval man myself. I never fly if I can help it.
One step at a time. Come on, on your feet! Lean your weight on me.
Excellent!
What? Not that way!
With that, he puts down the bottle and...
He was convinced his name had Been cursed
There could be a story here. That's what I do, you see.
Captain, stop! Stop!
- Tintin! - Tintin!
And anyway, it's after dark,
Happy Tree Friends
My granddaddy himself, with his dying breath, told me the tale.
Illumination!
Blistering barnacles!
Thank you
Bad dog
- And this one! Cuir de cochon. - No, you have it all wrong.
It's my collection?
You blue blistering barnacles!