TINTIN IS TYPING, AND SMOKING HE LOOKS TIRED, AND SEEDY.
TINTIN
The Brussels herring festival, was the highlight of March....oh God where did it all go wrong, I used to be TinTin, wonder boy journalist. And here I am a second stringer, for the Brussels advertisers gazette.
HE SOBS, HIS PHONE RINGS,
TINTIN
Hello Mr Speilberg, the Steven Speilberg you want to make a film, of my life starring me.....5 million euros.....I'll do it.......one thing......oh.....I see....are you sure.....I tell him.
CAPTAIN HADDOCK COMES IN AND GIVES TINTIN A PECK ON THE CHEEK
HADDOCK
How are you doing my lovely, little landlubber?
TINTIN
Pretty good, that was Steven Speilberg he's going to make a film about me.
HADDOCK
Crashing cuttlefish, we're back.
TINTIN
Well not quite, they want me to star with Orphan Annie.
HADDOCK
That little dyke, what about me, oh I see.
TINTIN
Don't be like that my little fish cake..it's a different world, people don't understand a boy wonder reporter, and his relationship with a bachelor sailor.
HADDOCK
So that's it you, and you're little blond beard living a lie. Blistering barnacles I'll get my stuff.
TINTIN
But well will you go?
HADDOCK
Two timing tuna fish, not that you care I'm moving in with Captain Birdseye.
TINTIN
Oh that'll be nice.
HADDOCK STALKS OFF
TINTIN
But Captain Birdseyes dead!
A SHOT RINGS OUT TINTIN RUNS OFF STAGE
CUT TO HIM HOLDING CAPTAIN HADDOCKS BODY IN HIS ARMS
TINTIN
Why God, why?
