The Adventures of Tintin

Land of Black Gold - Part 2

This is fascinating!

Do go on with your story.

So you had just recognized Dr Muller and then what happened?

- Well... I was sneaking up from behind him when... - Master!

Master, your son... he is missing!

You must think me mad.

But you see my son, prince Abdullah, loves to play little jokes. The adorable rascal!

Come! We shall go play hide and seek with him.

Abdullah! Where are you, my little prince?

The precious little brat. He's always putting us on!

Abdullah, come out, come out! Wherever you are!

Uh-oh!

Abdullah is becoming a master of this hide and seek game.

I don't think it's a game, Your Highness.

What do you mean?

Was the Prince wearing a blue robe?

Of course not. My family only wears robes of black.

Then you've had an uninvited guest in your courtyard.

Here's a piece of blue cloth I just found caught on a branch.

And look! These deep foot prints indicate that someone jumped down from the tree.

And judging from these scuff marks.

this is where they must have climbed over the wall.

They? They?

Who are they?

Whoever kidnapped your son.

Kidnapped?! Preposterous!

No one would dare to kidnap my son!

Master!

A horseman brought this letter.

No!

It's unbelievable!

Somebody has indeed kidnapped my son!

Excuse me, Your Highness, but I can't read Arabic...

It was that cursed dog, Bab El Ehr...

He says that

if I don't sell my oil to Skoil, instead of Speedol,

I will never see my son again.

Ooh! Sneezing powder.

A final joke from my sweet little cream puff.

Your Highness! Please! Pull yourself together.

We need to act quickly!

Yes. Of course.

I'll summon my military advisor.

A cigar? Only the finest imports for my esteemed military advisor.

- And you, Tintin? - No, thanks... I don't smoke.

Your Highness... action against Bab El Ehr has been taken.

Abdullah has switched my fine imports with trick cigars.

That little snake!

When I get my hands on him,

I will give him the biggest hug.

Do not worry, Your Highness!

The Prince will soon be with you.

My horsemen are ready.

We shall not rest until we have tracked down that cursed Bab El Ehr.

I hope they'll find Bab El Ehr soon.

Maybe, but they won't find your son.

What? What do you mean?

Bal El Ehr didn't kidnap him.

But he signed the note!

A trick by Muller.

The note demanded you sell your oil to Skoil, instead of Speedol.

So?

So by kidnapping your son, Muller is making sure he gets exactly what he wants.

That dog! Quick! We must stop the horsemen!

No, Muller must think his plan has worked.

That way he'll keep his guard down.

What I need right now is a picture of your son.

Is this a good likeness?

Yes. A handsome boy. Takes after his father...

Even in his absence he gets my goat!

My little sweetness!

Don't worry, Your Highness. I'll get him back!

Just tell me where I can find Muller.

Sneezing powder?

Great snakes!

It's Senor Olivera DeFigara!

Imagine that! I can even sell roller skates in the desert!

Excuse me, the man with the sneeze? Where did he go?

Most likely to Dr Muller's castle.

He is a servant there.

All of them seem to have taken sick. Very strange indeed.

But what about you, sir?

What can I show you today?

Senor Olivera DeFigara...!

Tintin!

This truly is the land of wonders!

What brings you to the desert?

I'm on a very important mission and I could use your help.

But first, tell me Senor

Why have you chosen to settle down and set up business here?

I'm the main supplier

to everyone in town except for the Emir!

He has his own private suppliers,

the lucky dogs!

What about Dr Muller?

I sell him many goods

but he's tough and cruel.

I'd like to pay him a little visit.

It is not a place to which I would bring a stranger.

He surrounds himself with many armed men.

What if I make it worth your while?

But... how?

Get me inside now. I'll make sure

you become the Emir's exclusive supplier.

It's quite easy, I go there each morning.

Snowy!

I wish I could've brought Snowy.

And ruin your disguise?

He will be safe at my house.

You're sure you can keep the guards distracted?

I will keep them occupied!

Believe me!

Good morning, my friend!

How are you on this glorious day?

Who's the young stranger?

My nephew, Alvaro.

Bless you, sir!

Say, I have just the thing for that sneeze.

Some beautiful handkerchiefs!

Gentlemen, allow me to introduce

my nephew from Portugal, Alvaro.

He does not belong here.

Bless you!

I assure you, Alvaro is perfectly harmless.

He's an orphan. Poor lad!

I've taken him into my family.

To be honest, he's a little...

How do you say it? Simple!

Not surprising after what happened to him...

Alvaro, go and play in the garden.

You see... Alvaro's father,

a humble snail farmer, decided that he

wanted to see the world...

Here goes nothing!

He married the pirate's daughter!

Well... imagine the adventures!

One day... off the coast of Africa...

It's already locked.

From the inside?

But there's no one in here!

What's this?

"... a spokesman for Speedol had no

"explanation for the exploding gasoline. "

Why do I get the feeling that Muller knows something about this?

Suddenly his raft sprung a leak.

The sharks swam closer!

That little pest with his sneezing powder!

That brat!