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Thank you.
You know Peru is a fascinating place for an explorer.
Let me show you.
This great land with its capital Lima...
... became the subject of interest some months ago...
... for seven great scientists of our time.
The Sanders-Hardiman expedition.
Their goal the secret hidden tomb...
... of the great Inca Rascar Capac, The Lightning thrower.
Are seven men of science...
... have faced every imaginable risk and danger?
But... just think of that great discovery!
- Wow!!! - I think that is great. It's wonderful.
This must be the greatest day of my life.
After thousands of moons...
... there will come seven grave robbers.
And the Inca will be seized.
But fearful will be his revenge.
Science marches on undeterred,...
... but it can turn out badly...
... at Professor Sanders Hardiman but known...
... with the opening the tomb will be the mystery sleeping sickness.
Could the sudden sleeping fit of Clarkson,...
... Reed buck, and Cantonneau?
But even Professor Midge can't explained...
... what is the mystery of Rascar Capac.
You're quite safe in this place Professor Tarragon.
Yes, you'll be well guarded here.
Blistering barnacles.
Good lord, what an epidemic.
Five out of seven. Unbelievable.
Five? Actually Mr. Falconer should have been here.
It's the lightning of Rascar Capac.
Nonsense.
It's our friends.
The Thompsons.
We might enough insecure.
That isn't Falconer.
Something must been happened.
- And it happened. - It's something happened.
The Sleepiness? Him too?
While driving here in his car.
I would even say while he and his car driving.
Revenge of The Inca.
And still no clues?
Yes. These.
Crystal splinters.
That... That was a bullet?
Yes, I remembered.
An old Indian talk me all about it.
A crystal bullet with a strong sleeping potion in it.
So that's The Inca's curse.
And I, I am the last on the list.
Ouch...
Oh.. Oh...
The mummy... It's gone.
It says... on the day of revenge the thrower of lightning, Rascar Capac...
... will disappear in a flash of lightning
I'm really shattered.
Oh no, no, no, no.
I found it again. Again, Captain.
Later, Professor. Later.
For us it's a clear case.
Would even say is clear a...
... lightning.
Captain... Candles quick.
Blistering barnacles.
Help.
Help.
Help.
Professor, Professor Calculus.
Woooooah....
There. That old one.
Wooah, wooah, wooah!
Stop.
Billions of blue blistering barnacles.
Wooah, wooah, wooah! Wooah, wooah, wooah, wooah!
Rascar Capac protects us.
He has the holy armband...
... and quenched the fiery flames of heaven with it
And he wants us to bring him the eighth grave-robber.
Tintin, wake up.
Oh... Captain, The Robbers? Tarragon?
Tarragon copted. Then asleep, laid up.
These pirates have taken Calculus with them.
Calculus? Why him? Where are they?
Gone. Beat it. That's pirates.
This time we must not delay, Captain.
We must phone the police at once.
Hello, hello.
General alarm for a hundred miles around Marlinspike Hall spot.
Track down a private helicopter,
... registration unknown.
Establish whether boffin called Professor Calculus aboard it.
I repeat.
General alarm in radius hundred mile around Hall spot.
Track down private helicopter, registration unknown.
Establish whether VIP, Professor Calculus aboard.
Hello, hello.
General alarm in radius hundred mile around Hall.
Hello, hello.
This is patrol 22 over 5 sector 17.
Nothing unusual sighted.
Really good.
Lots a job to do. Carry on as usual, stay in contact.
I would even say stay as usual and make new contact.
Light press. Get the light dispatch.
Extra, extra.
Misterious kidnap case, famous Professor Calculus.
The whole story is very weird.
A helicopter can't disappear so easily.
Light news extra.
Get the light news extra. Extra.
Extra.
Thank you.
Light news extra.
Extra. Extra.
And Tintin busy in the whole day in hospital.
Looking for all the clues he can find there.
After the unknown symptoms young man,...
... the seven patients sleeping the whole day long like angels.
Suddenly, you'll see...
Now it's time for them to wake up.
Five,...
four,...
three,...
two,...
one.
- Ugh. - Ugh.
- The mummy... - Argh...
Ouch... the sun...
Argh... that toasted...
Ugh, ugh, ugh...
Oh... enough. Enough, mercy. Enough, mummy. Mercy.
Mummy, sun.
This is shattering.
Yes.
But it lasts only two minutes every 12 hours.
Spot-on.
You see, they sleep again but 12 long hours.
This is quite astonishing.
As if someone or other were directing them.
Hmm.
Mr. Tintin telephone for you, telephone.
Hello, Tintin here.
There we are, Tintin.
The pirate's helicopter has been found.
And Calculus?
No, sorry.
It was empty.
Abandoned some miles from the port of Westermouth.
I'm coming.
The net is drawing tight.
Right, Nestor?
Just another drink before we leave here.
May I wish you will and express the fervent wish...
... that all your wishes may succeed brave, sir.
Wooah, wooah, wooah!
Bravo, Nestor. Bravo.
My good old friend, Cuthbert.
But we will find you again. I swear it,...
... living or dead. Oh yes.
Sorry, further to the west.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
You're incorrigible, Snowy.
You can never be left alone.
Set course for Westermouth, and at once.
The Thompsons are already there.
Good.
And the first thing we'll do...
... is check out all the steamships.
Oh what a state... state... state of affairs.
Oh, b.. but actually I do.
If I had couldn't reach...
Yeah, I feel but...
Oh...
That's him.
It can't be true.
- No one. - No one.
- No one. - No one.
Hhh... No one.
Uh...
Yeah, po... Yeah, po-po...
Po-po-police!
Oh, po-police. Polisi I said.
The.. the.. the.. boat. The boat. The.. the.. the.. boat.
The boat.
Oh... the boat...
Wow..., police.
Thank you my friend we already read it.
Oh.. I, No, no, no. I.. I.. I do but...
- Yes, yes, yes, yes. - Probably...
- Okay, speak up then. - I would.
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