The Adventures of Tintin

The Seven Crystal Balls - Part 1

Many moons from now there will come 7 strangers to this sacred place.

The strangers...

will carry the Inca's body away to their distant land.

But the divine curse will follow them wherever they go...

over the mountains and beyond the sea.

Hello!

Sanders! How are you coming with the translation?

I just finished. But I think you should call the others...

I think we've got a problem.

Yes, Sanders... Sanders?

What is it? Hello?

Sanders, Sanders? Sanders... hello... hello!?

"Professor Sanders-Hardiman,

Head of the famed expedition to the Andes,

has been found in a deep coma in the study of his home near the University. "

There'll be more to come. You take my word for it!

- More? - Yes... just like Tut-Ankh-amen.

Remember all those Egyptologists who died

mysteriously after opening the Pharaoh's tomb?

It'll be the same with this expedition.

I'm sure of it...

Why can't we leave these people in peace anyway?

What would we say if the Egyptians

and Peruvians came over here and start digging up our Kings? What then, huh?

Well... yes, I guess so.

Captain!... Hello Captain...

Yes, yes, good day, sir. Excuse me for a moment.

Nestor, another please!

Coming, Sir.

Your monocle, Sir.

Thank you, Nestor.

Tintin, my boy.

- What brings you here? - Just dropped in for a visit.

And how's Professor Calculus?

Fine, fine!

Here he comes now! He's looking for a Saxon burial ground.

- Hello, Professor Calculus. - Tintin, my dear friend!

Can you stay for a few days?

I'm afraid not. I have to leave this evening.

Fine... fine...

Then we can have a nice visit.

Come on Tintin! We've got just enough time

to see Bruno The Magician at the Hipodrome.

He can change water into whisky! Amazing!

There are a few more acts before the magician.

Zarate, the knife thrower...

Yes... yes.. he's marvellous.

Senoras Y Senores.

The feats I'm about to perform...

are extremely dangerous.

May I request total silence, please...!

He seems familar, somehow...

May I?

Great Snakes! It's General Alcazar!

Who?

General Alcazar... I knew him in South America.

And now, Ragdalam, the fakir...

and Madame Yamilah who sees all and knows all...

Madame Yamilah, are you ready to answer me?

Yes...

First I will put Madame Yamilah into a hypnotic state.

And now...

Madame Yamilah...

Can you tell me this man's first name?

Jolyon.

Is that correct, Sir?

Why, yes! Jolyon Wagg... that's me!

Absolutely, yes indeed!

And his passport number?

Three - eight - four - two - five.

She's absolutely right. Bravo!

Madame Yamilah, can you tell me

if this woman is married?

Yes. Her husband is a photographer.

Quite right.

He returns from a distant land...

but he is in pain...

He is wracked... wracked by a mysterious illness.

Nonsense! My husband's in perfect health.

A deadly illness from which no one ever recovers.

The vengeance of the Sun God is terrible!

Ladies and Gentlemen, we apologize for this interruption,

but I have an urgent message for a member of the audience,

a Mrs Clarkson who is requested

to return home immediately.

Her husband is very ill.

This is ridiculous! It must be part of the act.

I'm not so sure...

Clarkson is the photographer who accompanied the Sanders Hardiman expedition.

The what?

And now, Ladies and Gentlemen...

the show must go on with Bianca Castafiore...

the Milanese nightingale...!

I love to see how lovely I look...

in this mirror.

I love to see how lovely I look...

in this mirror.

- What about having a chat with General Alcazar? - Good idea.

Come in!

- Good evening, General Alcazar. - Caramba! Tintin! Amigo mio!

What a pleasant surprise!

And this is my friend, Captain Haddock.

Delighted, Senor.

No es la policia.

Poor Chiquito.

Ever since the police came to check our papers...

he sees police everywhere...

Of course, I understand.

But tell me, General, what on earth are you doing in a variety show?.

Alas! Another revolution in my country.

And that mangy dog, General Tapioca, has seized power again..!.

I have to make my living somehow!

I'd hate to miss that magician.

Sorry, General, we have to go! It was good seeing you...

Of course... Adios, amigo mio.

I hope he hasn't started yet.

Look out!

- Blistering typhoons! What's going on!? - Captain?!

Confound everything!

No, my friends!

What you see in the glass is not water but whisky.

Would someone from the audience care to come on stage and...

"... and following this mysterious story...

another member of Sanders-Hardiman's...

expedition has been found in a coma.

Prof Reedbuck was discovered by police last night...

unconscious in his bathtub.

Doctors are baffled by this mysterious illness

and are studying other members of the expedition... "

"... and in related news, the police have just... "

- Thompson and Thompson. - Hello, Tintin.

I just heard the report about Professor Reedbuck.

Yes, dreadful business...

What do you make of it all?

It doesn't make sense...

3 members of the same expedition all in a coma...

It's very strange.

Strange is the very word.

Very strange I might add.

Look at this...

Looks like broken glass...

Broken crystal to be precise.

Found beside the victims.

Fragments of broken crystal balls that the doctors say...

must have contained some sort of sleeping potion...

Then these are deliberate attacks!

But why?

You'd better warn the others members of the expedition.

Do you really think so?

Yes! There's no time to lose! Do you have their numbers?

Of course.

Mark Falconer's first on the list.

Hello?... Yes... Police?

Yes.

I've just heard about Reedbuck on the radio.

Fragments of crystal were found beside him and the others?

By thunder! That means the Indian was right.

No... I can't explain over the telephone. Where are you?

Then you'll be right over?

Good.

What...! The windows?

Right. Goodbye.

Windows?

Yes.

He wants us to warn the others to stay away from the windows.

Hmm... then we'd better do as he says until we know what's going on.

I'll call Professor Cantonneau.

Professor Contonneau?