The Adventures of Tintin

Flight 714 - Part 1

I keep telling you, Professor...

We're in Jakarta, the last stop before Sydney...

Then why didn't you say we'd arrived?

It's not Sydney yet! It's Jakarta...!

Yes, I know...

But I thought at first it was Jakarta!

We've got an hour to kill...

Let's go get something to eat!

To eat...

I wonder how long it's been since that poor old chap's had a square meal!

Poor old soul!

There you go...

Thank you...

Well...that's my good deed for the day...

I'm such a nice guy!

Billions of blistering...

Captain Haddock?

- Skut?! - Skut!

Hello, my old friend... Tintin!

What are you up to?

I pilot my boss to Sydney for the Astronautical Congress...

That's where we're going!

Whoever owns this mutt should muzzle him!

Skut, I've been looking for you everywhere.

The flight plan has come in!

Nice guy!

He is the new navigator, I do not like him very much...

The regular navigator took ill very suddenly yesterday...

I am hoping he gets better soon...

So who are you guys working for?

The millionaire, Laszlo Carreidas.

"the man who never laughs"

What's the chance of me getting an interview with him?

Pretty good... here he comes now.

He must be alright.

He's taken that poor guy under his wing!

Mr. Carreidas, these are my friends who also go to Congress in Sydney.

How do you do, Mr. Carreidas.

Ah... Captain, you are meeting Mr. Spalding.

This is Mr. Carreidas.

But... but...

Sorry!... I...

I don't shake hands!

Very unsanitary!

Excuse me...

Don't touch me!

Presto!

Are you alright, sir?

I'm laughing, did you notice, Spalding?!

Yes, sir!

It hasn't happened for years!

That little guy is funny!

Yes, sir!

So...

You're all going to Sydney, are you?

Yes, we're just waiting for our plane.

No need to wait any longer.

You're coming with me!

Spalding, cancel their tickets and have their luggage transferred to my hangar!

But, Mr. Carreidas!

Move it, Spalding!

Go! Go! Go...!

It's very kind of you, Mr. Carreidas, but I'm afraid we can't accept your offer...

Rubbish!

Snowy's such a fidgety traveller, and...

Snowy!

Snowy?

He must have followed Mr. Spalding.

I'd better go find him...

So... Captain, perhaps we can have a game of Battleships during the flight?

Fight? Is there a fight?

No... no! I...

I was very good

at Savate in my youth!

Savate?

No, no, I said Savate! French boxing!

Perhaps I'm a little out of practice.

He's priceless!

Snowy?

Snowy?

Sir... we've run into unexpected trouble,

we'd better call off the mission.

It's too late! We go as planned!

Snowy!

There you are... bad boy, Snowy!

You know you're not supposed to go.

Oh! It's you!

I was just a...

talking to my cousin in Jakarta.

Excuse me, I have to cancel your tickets.

Cousin in Jakarta?

Why don't I believe that?

You're late, Spalding!

There was quite a line-up at the ticket counter, sir.

- I'm not interested, Spalding. - Yess sir...

What do you think of my latest toy?

- It's magnificent. - And fast!

Senor Carreidas? A call from New York.

Yeah? Oh it's you, Goldberg?

Gino, these people are traveling with us.

Take them aboard and make them comfortable.

This way, please...

So! What have you got for me?

Three Picasso's, a Renoir?

Buy them all!

Hans, my friends are coming with us as guests of Mr. Carreidas.

Welcome aboard, everyone.

More new crew?

Old operator had accident yesterday!

Gentlemen, fasten your seatbelts for take-off!

Gulf Tango Fox, you're cleared for take-off!

Calling XB42!

The bird is heading for the cage.

C4...

D4... E4...?

You've sunk one of my subs, Captain.

Not bad for an old sea dog.

My turn, I'll have...

A4, B4, and... C4-

Good shot, Mr. Carreidas, a destroyer sunk by 3 direct hits!

G1... G2, and G3...

Another hit!

Now what's he up to!

Somehow I don't trust him!

Skut, Mr. Carreidas wants an update.

- Take over, Calombani.- - Right!

Blistering barnacles! You sunk my last destroyer!

What luck!

Not luck, Captain! Skill!

What are you doing, Skut! Why aren't you flying the plane!

But Mr. Spalding said you wanted to see me.

Spalding! You half-wit! I...!

Hands up! All of you!

Spalding, have you gone mad?!

To the rear of the plane, and move it!

Young man... get his gun!

Nice try! Now get with the others!

Good work, Spalding!

Get in there! All of you!

Spalding, you're fired!

That's no great loss... I didn't like working for an old cheat anyway.

- Cheat? - Ssshh...

He actually uses closed circuit television to win a silly game of Battleships...

Cheating, huh?

Oh relax, Captain!

We're going down!

They fly low to escape radar.

Isn't this dangerous? You... you can't see a thing.

Relax...!

That was crazy!

Gulf Tango One! Gulf Tango One!

This is Makassar Radio Control calling!

We have lost radar contact.

Please report your position!

Now we're in the clear.

We're nearly at the island.

Okay, we take her up to a thousand feet then empty the tanks.

- We're climbing again. - I think they prepare to land.

There is an island.

But this is crazy!

Runway is much too short!

Everyone! Sit against forward section, hands behind head!

Quick! The parachute!

The chute's gone!

Lean on the brakes!

Those wheels have blown!

I can't hold on!

We're done for!

We're running out of broad way...

Is this a television show?

It's okay, Snowy!

Shut him up!

I'm trying, but he's frightened!

Snowy!

Shoot him!

No!

Idiots, find the dog and shoot it!

Cowards, murderers!

Rastapopoulos!

In person, dear boy!

Welcome to my island paradise!

And you thought I was out of the picture forever.

Hehehehe... well, sorry to disappoint you.

I'm fed up with your constant meddling in my business!

This time I will crush you like...