Land Of Black Gold part 1 The Adventures Of Tintin

Half a gallon, please. Precisely. Let's turn on the radio. Yes, see if there is any news of the possible war. Flash! Reports of exploding vehicles are rising at an alarming rate. Experts fear that our fuel supplies may be contaminated. We'll have more news about the oil crisis following this. When one day your car goes boom, don't give up or into gloom. Colotto Car will be there soon. On that day, your car goes boom! Speedol imports all of its oil from Kemedite in the Middle East. Yet in the past two months, our fuel supplies become a serious threat. It's a catastrophe. Any idea what causes the fuel to explode? That's the big question. We've sent experts to Kemedite, but the phenomenon remains a mystery. Excuse me. Yes? Sir, Professor Biggums is on the telephone. Biggums is our top scientist. He must have found out what's causing the explosions. What is it, Biggums? Are you sure you want us to continue? Well, of course I want you to continue with the research. Why do you ask? Because if we're to go on, sir, you're going to have to build me a new lab. It has to be sabotage. But how do you tamper with such a large amount of oil? You'd have to go to where all the oil is stored. Dogs! Maybe I was wrong. I've been standing here for three hours and nothing's moved. Until now. The Speedol star sails tomorrow morning. It will reach Kemedite by Thursday. Give these documents to our contacts there. They are vital to our success. I understand. Someone's there! It's all right. It's only a dog. We must leave. It's not safe to stay here any longer. That was close. Now, how do I get aboard the Speedol star? So, you're the new radio operator. Right. Get yourself below and find a bunk. Aye, aye, sir. Just think, Thompson. Going undercover to help the aim air of Kemedite fight a power-hungry terrorist. And important, Dr. Thompson, we must be sure not to attract any attention. Precisely, Thompson. We must blend in with the crew. No hope of we're found out. Best to stay lost in obscurity. But ever present in our duties. The key to obscure investigation. Precisely. Right, you all, Thompson. Thompson and Thompson? Shh, we're undercover. Oh. Come on, Thompson. Let's ask that cabin boy where our bunks are. Excuse me, cabin boy. Next time, call me captain. Let's find our cabins before we blow our cover. Precisely. Don't want to blow our attention before we attract any cover. That's the same dog from last night. Someone is on to me. I'd better get rid of those documents. Police? Who? What? Where? How did you know? I'm from naval intelligence. It's my job to know these things. Listen, someone on the ship is after me. They want these secret documents. I need you to hide them for me. You've come to the right men. I mean, sailors. Good. Keep them until we get to Kemedite. But don't tell anyone. You can count on us. We won't tell a soul. Precisely. Speedall Headquarters. This is the Speedall Star. Go ahead. Troop movements by the enemy have been sighted. Approach any foreign vessels. We read you, Headquarters. Over and out. Better get some sleep, young man. You're going to need it if a war breaks out. Come on, Snowy. This is the perfect opportunity to find those documents. Snowy? Chloroform? What would someone be doing with... Snowy's been kidnapped! Snowy! I'll fix you, you vermin! No! My poor Snow... Yow! A rat! So... Perhaps I can explain. Explain this! Why, you... Come back here! Snowy! All right. What were you doing with my dog? What dog? This dog! Dog? A foggy dog! A foggy dog on a log in the bog! Great. He's knocked himself silly. There goes my only connection to the documents. Captain. I am Colonel Muhammad of the Military Police. We are here to search your ship. Very well, Colonel. Cabin search! Go ahead. Go fish. Military Police! Oh, I say! What's that? Well, I don't like the way he's searching my suitcase. The secret documents! They're not secret documents. They're secret diamonds. These documents we found detail an armed shipment to the traitor Babalair. Take the spy away. The Amir's guards will question him further. No! It was a setup! I think we've been framed, Thompson. That's enough, foolish diamond smuggler! I guess he wasn't from Naval Intelligence after all. The young man has the information you're looking for. He had the documents about the armed smuggling. Excellent work. Babalair will reward you when he comes to power. Snow! Run! Huh? Greetings. I am Babalair. Oh, Babalair? But what am I doing here? My men arranged for your rescue. I understand you have news about my guns. Guns? What guns? You fool! You have been tricked by the Amir! This man is a spy! Prepare to move out! Tie the spy up and bring him along as a prisoner! Well, that was a close one, eh, Thompson? Precisely. Good thing they found our papers in order and let us go. Still, I feel terrible about Tintin. We'll find him, Thompson. Don't you worry. Oh! An oasis! Good! We can fill the radiator! Flush. Never mind, there's a town over there. We'll stop for a drink. Huh? Another mirage! What? Another mirage? Well, I'm not going to be fooled this time. There it is. The well of Burke. Hurry, spy. Ah! Curses! It is dry. I must have water. He's as good as dead. Untie him and leave him. Thompson, a real oasis. Bet I can dive farther than you. Bet you can't. Bet I can. Can't we? Snowy. Oh, no. They've left us. Come on, Snowy. We have to find water. Freezing. I wish... Horses. Hey, over here! They're stopping. Hey! Wait a minute. What are they doing? They blew up the pipeline. The alarm will be raised. Ahmed, hurry. That voice. I know that voice. Better hurry, Ahmed. He's coming. We must split up in case the emir's soldiers come after us. Ahmed, you come with me. Ride on. I know that voice. Hold my horse. I will be back in a moment. Mueller. I was right. I did know that voice. Now, where did he go? Ahmed. He should have known that I always watch my back. Tintin. I'm tired of your interfering in my affairs. This time will be your last. Kruzi Turkin. They are on to me already. Watch out for those rocks, Thompson. We don't want to take any more chances with this mirage business. Ride on. Good. They're going. Now, to finish things. Come on, Snowy. Oh, he's taken the horses. Now what do I do? Well, that's a stroke of luck. Tire tracks. And I would say they're heading... that way. Come on, Snowy. Let's go. I think we're lost, Thompson. Look. Up ahead. It's tire tracks. Judging from all these tracks, this is quite a busy road. We should come across a town any minute. A regular highway, Snowy. Wait a minute. These tracks are all the same. Somebody's going around in circles. Hey, stop! Right-o. What's that? I'd better go and investigate. It's a petrol can. Somebody must have dropped it. Lucky us. I say, we've lost our petrol can, too. We should turn back and look for it. Precisely. Yup. This driver has definitely lost, Snowy, just like us. It's useless, Snowy. I can't see a thing. We'll just have to wait it out. Someone's out there. Not this. Let's get the roof on. Right. This is windy. That's one of the Thompson's hats. That must be their car. They'll never hear me over this wind. Thompson! I say, what was that? What was what? I thought I heard a shot and someone calling our names. Don't be silly. It's just another mirage. I say, you don't hear mirages, do you? Of course not. You see them. But that means... Tintin! Thompson's! My hat! It's been a long day. You got that right. Time for the meeting, Your Highness. I hope you won't regret your decision. Good day, Mueller. You are here about today's events in the market? Yes. Follow me. I'd better be on the lookout if Mueller's here. As-salamu alaykum, Noble Emir Mohammed bin Khalishi Zab. Alaykum as-salam. Please, sit down. Now, what did you wish to see me about? Yesterday, I was in a jeep driven by two of my friends. It was involved in a bit of a... I know. They will be flogged. I've come to beg your mercy. These two men had been wandering in the desert, lost and very exhausted. I see. It shall be considered. But tell me, what were they doing in the desert? And what are you doing here dressed like a Bedouin? It's a long story, Noble Emir. Oh, but I adore stories. Please, tell me. It all started when the fuel in my country began to blow up for no reason. Mueller was leading the men that blew up the pipeline. Mueller? You have mistaken him for Bab al-Air. This crook is trying to overthrow me with the support of Skoil Petroleum. May I ask, what Mueller was doing here, Your Highness? Well, Mueller wants me to sign a contract to sell oil to the Skoil Petroleum Corporation. I think I understand. If you sign the contract, the attacks will cease and Skoil Oil will become the only oil company here. So why should I refuse to sign the contract? Because Skoil belongs to an enemy of our country. It would be a disaster in the case of war. You're right. You know, I don't like Mueller and this company of his. I refuse to sign the contract. You have opened my eyes. How can I reward you? By giving pardon to my friends Thompson and Thompson. Consider it done. Well, Snowy, it looks like we pretty well solved the mystery of the black gold. The End