Thank you so much. No need to come in, I'll be quite all right.
No, but we insist.
Better safe than sorry. It's the least we can do.
There we are.
[Thomson and Thompson have discovered Aristides Silk's collection of stolen wallets]
Good grief, what's all this?
It's my...collection?
What a lot of wallets.
I-I can't help it. It started with coin purses and sort of went on from there, really.
You ought to be careful. Haven't you heard? There's a pickpocket about.
Yes, he'd love this. Can you imagine?
What do you mean "pickpocket"?
Oh, a master criminal. A bag-snatching purse-pilfering wallet-lifting sneak thief.
I'm not a bad person! I'm a kleptomaniac.
[to Thomson]
A what?
It's a fear of open spaces.
Poor man, no wonder he keeps his wallets in the living room.
Wallets, I-I just can't resist the lovely little things. It's a-It's a harmless habit, really.
Good heavens, Thomson! Look at this! His name's Thomson too!
[chuckles]
What a coincidence!
No, Thomson. This is Thomson without a P, as in "psychic".
No no no, it's Thompson with a P, as in "psychiatrist".
[showcasing the wallets he stole]
Look at this one. A green one I managed to pick this from a pickpocket actually pickpocketing at the time. A-And this one...
No, you had it wrong. There is a P in "psychic".
I am not your sidekick. You are mine.
Smell it, won't you [sniffs a wallet] Piggy leather.
How dare you!
How dare you! I met you first.
I met you first.
No you didn't.
Yes I did..
No you did not!
Yes I did!
[Thomson and Thompson continue to bicker until Aristides throws wallets at both of them]
Listen up! I can't stand it anymore. Alright, I'll come quietly. Take them. Take them! TAKE THEM ALL!
Stop it! Pull yourself together man! We can't take your wallets. Do we look like thieves?
[pulls out Tintin's wallet]
Good heavens, Thompson. This looks familiar. Can't be.
[holds Tintin's wallet]
It is.
Tintin!
