丁丁历险记 The Adventures of Tintin: The Secret of the Unicorn(2011)【完整台词】

Nobody takes my ship.

We have you now, you devil.

- You are under arrest.

- To be precise,

you are under arrest.

Do you see?

Blistering barnacles, they're coordinates.

- It took all three scrolls to form the numbers.

- Latitude and longitude.

That is it. That's the location of the treasure.

We did it!

Almost there, Mr. Tintin!

A nudge to starboard should do it.

- Are you sure we're on course?

- Trust me, laddie.

I know these parts like the back of my hand.

Starboard! Quickly! Quickly!

Aye, Captain, starboard it is!

All stop!

Marlinspike Hall.

Those coordinates lead here.

And this is where Sir Francis hid it?

I thought the treasure went down

with the ship.

Master Haddock, Mr. Tintin,

I've been expecting you.

Welcome to Marlinspike Hall.

Will you look at this place?

I don't think it's changed at all

since I was a wee boy.

And may I say, sir,

how much I'm looking forward

to having a Haddock

back in charge of the estate.

You'll be waiting a long time, Nestor.

There's no way I could afford to live here!

Well, Captain, you know the house.

Where do we start?

Is the cellar still here?

No, no, no, no, this isn't it.

I meant the other cellar.

I'm sorry, sir, there is no "other cellar. "

It was bigger than this.

Snowy.

Snowy, where are you?

No, Hector.

Hector.

Captain, help me.

Heel, boy.

Snowy?

Just like you said, Captain.

You hit a wall...

...you push through it.

My grandfather must have walled it up

before he lost the house.

"And then shines forth the Eagle's Cross. "

Well, I can see the cross,

but where's the eagle?

St. John the Evangelist,

who was always depicted with an eagle.

And he's called the Eagle of Patmos.

He is the eagle.

What's he trying to tell us, Captain?

I'm at a loss.

That island, the one in the middle,

that doesn't exist.

How do you know?

Because I've sailed those waters

countless times.

I've been there. It's a mistake.

What if it isn't?

Sir Francis wanted his inheritance

to go to a man who was worthy of it.

A man like himself, who knows the seas

like the back of his hand.

A man who could look at a globe

and tell if one tiny island

was out of place.

Blistering treasure.

It's Red Rackham's barnacles!

What is this?

Just a wee tipple.

A toast to our good fortune.

That's better.

It's odd, really. You would've thought,

after all the fuss and bother,

there would've been more.

- More of what?

- Red Rackham's treasure.

I mean, by your account, he looted

half of South America. I just thought...

Never mind. There's plenty to go around.

It's a funny old life, eh?

Well, you've got your story

for your newspaper.

All's well that ends well.

It's not ended.

Sir Francis left another clue

at the bottom of the globe.

- A clue to what?

- Four hundredweight of gold,

just lying at the bottom of the sea.

How's your thirst for adventure, Captain?

Unquenchable, Tintin.