Sherlock Holmes and the Secret w*apon (1943)

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Shh, he's here.

You gentlemen look like

educated men
of good taste.

I have here some rare
old first editions.

He's not bothering us.

I'm interested
in his books.

Okay.

Now here are the
complete works

of William Shakespeare,

an old German writer.

I like that.

We move tonight.

Orders from Berlin.

Dr. Tobel is to be

across the border
before dawn.

But we'd had orders not
to break into his house

and he hides there.

Hasn't been
outside in weeks.

The Fuhrer wants no trouble
with Switzerland at this moment.

We must be very careful.

If we can't break in,

he won't come out?

When the Fuhrer needs
something as badly

as he needs the
Tobel b*mb sight

there is always a way.

Dr. Tobel is interested
in my scientific volumes.

He's see my forged papers

and he believes I
come from Yudthem.

No gentlemen.

The price is much too low.

I could not possibly
sell such a rare book

for such a price.

I will induced Dr. Tobel

to come and
visit to my shop.

It's the fastest way.

You're interested
in this book,

a rare old set of
Bismarck papers.

One last warning.

I've just had
word from Berlin.

The English spy hunter

will try to
take Dr. Tobel

from under our very eyes.

They are sending a

stupid bumbling
amateur detective.

His name is
Holmes, or Homes

or some such
foolishness.

He'll never escape
from Switzerland alive.

Now quick.

Get me thrown
out of here

and watch for my signal
from Dr. Tobel's window.

But gentlemen
you promised

to buy one of books.

I told you no.

Ah, stop bothering us.

They are not so
great prices.

French, English, how
I hate those languages.

Calm yourself
my dear brother.

In a short time there
will be only one language.

Good evening, Dr. Tobel.

I have here some
very interesting

scientific books.

I thought you might
like to see them.

Please come in.

He's entering the house.

Quickly, get the car and
have the motor running.

I will follow.

We'll have the Tobel
b*mb sight to the Fuhrer

while this Holmes is
still having his tea.

What are you doing?

I am sorry but for months

every move I have
made has been watched.

I am not a coward,
Mr. Holmes.

They won't watch
you anymore.

Tonight they
intend to take you

forcibly across
the German border.

Then why do we wait
here doing nothing

like rats in a trap.

Calm yourself my
dear Dr. Tobel.

We should not only
escape their trap

but we should also take
the cheese away with us.

But, but how?

The four sections
of your b*mb sight

fit inside these
ponderous tombs,

although I must confess

that I shy to the
thought of disembowelling

a complete set of
Charles Dickens.

Ah, but you cannot hide
me in a hollow book.

My dear fellow.

I'm sorry that
my good friend

Dr. Watson isn't here
to explain to you

that are my preparations
are never slipshot.

Stephan, Eric.

Why do you call
my servants?

Your servants, yes,

but tonight they
assume new roles.

Let me present Dr. Tobel

and our old friend,
the bookseller.

Holmes, it is so simple.

Yes, the obvious
always appears simple.

Quick now.

We must leave.

Stephan, the knapsack.

Stephan, and Eric are
proving excellent decoys.

And the Gestapo
has been fooled?

Completely.

The servants are leading
them into the next street.

But what will happen
to Stephan and Eric?

Nothing, don't worry.

I've taken care of that.

Away from here.

Come on quick.

Do you want to take
the Nazis own car?

One must adept oneself
to the tools at hand.

You think you've
made them believe

you're a harmless
old bookseller.

Yes, I've always felt

that a thorough
knowledge of the classics

might come in handy.

But how can we get
across the border

and through France?

There's no need
to get across.

This very moment a
Royal Air Force plane

is waiting for us at the
secret landing place.

How long before we
arrive in London?

In a very few minutes.

We're passing
over Dover now.

Thank you.

You'll have to get used

to our London
blackouts Dr. Tobel.

Ah.

Huh?

Dr. Watson is a
very untidy fellow.

And what, what are we

going to do
with, with these?

A problem of the most
elementary nature,

my dear Dr. Tobel.

You arent going
to keep them here.

And I have
always believed

in the theory
originally projected

by Edgar Allen Poe,

the American writer,

that the best place
to hide anything

is where everyone
can see it.

Yes, but...

You will remember
no doubt

in Poes story "The
Purloined Letter".

And the missing
in question

was always in plain view.

Hands up, gentlemen.

Scotland Yard, quick.

Oh, my goodness.

Good evening, Mrs. Hudson.

Oh, why it's Mr. Holmes.

Holmes!

Hello Watson old fellow,

it's good to
see you again.

Telephone.

Huh?

Who do you want?

Oh yes, you're
Scotland Yard.

I'm afraid there's
been a little mistake.

No need to get angry.

We all make
mistakes at times.

What?

Well if we didn't
you'd be out of a job.

Dr. Tobel, this is my
friend and associate

and as you may observed

my watchdog, Dr. Watson.

How do you do, sir?

How do you do?

Dr. Tobel and I flew in
from Zurich this evening.

You can put that thing
away now, Watson.

Dr. Tobel awarded

the maximum request
for physics in .

My dear Watson,

there is only
one Dr. Tobel.

Without Mr. Holmes

there would have been no
Dr. Tobel I am afraid.

But I thought you were
living in America sir.

I have been working
in Switzerland

for the past two years.

And Holmes got you out?

In the nick of time.

There was not a
point he overlooked.

Every contingency was
foreseen and provided for.

It was magnificent.

Thank you, doctor.

The problem
was not without

its interesting points.

Is there anything you
would like, Mr. Holmes?

No thank you, Mrs. Hudson.

You can go to bed now.

He gave me an
awful fright

dressed up like that.

Well good night, sir.

She's quite right.

You can't blame me

for jumping to the
conclusions I did.

You looked like a
broken down musician.

Holmes, why didn't you
take your fiddle with you?

I never did think much of
this dressing up business.

It was necessary,
I assure you.

The Gestapo was
close on our heels.

Really?

This is Sherlock Holmes.

I want to speak to Sir
Reginald Bailey please.

Reginald Bailey?

Is that the fellow

who played rugby
for Black Heath?

Yes, Watson.

Oh.

Hello, Sir Reginald?

Holmes speaking.

Yes, from Bakers Street.

I have Dr. Tobel with me.

Well thank you.

Very well then, I'll
meet you in half an hour.

And there must
be no delay.

I'll arrange
with Sir Reginald

to have the test
tomorrow morning.

I suggest that only
cabinet ministers

and your best aviation
experts be present.

Naturally.

Watson, I leave
Dr. Tobel in your care.

Give him a sedative.

This has been
strenuous business

and he has a long day
ahead of him again tomorrow.

Certainly Holmes,
of course.

He shall sleep
in my bedroom.

I'll keep watch
till you return.

Thank you.

It is not necessary
to guard me.

I am quite safe now.

Safe Dr. Tobel?

I shouldn't count
on it for a second.

But Mr. Holmes...

A great deal may
depend on your safety

and the enemy
understands that

just as well as we do.

Good night.

Keep alert, Watson.

Yes, sir, of course.

A couple of these

and you'll sleep
peacefully through a blitz.

Thank you.

You better start
undressing at once

or you'll find
yourself fast asleep

in the middle of
taking off your trousers.

Well I'll sit over here
and keep an eye on things.

Oh by the way, if
you're nervous call out.

Good night, doctor.

Good night, doctor.

Well funny I was
saying the same thing

at the same time.

Good night, doctor.

Good night, doctor.

Untidy fellow, Holmes.

Hello?

Yes, I just arrived
about an hour ago.

It is most important
that I see you at once.

No, no.

I cannot explain.

It is now five
minutes past midnight.

I leave at once.

Goodbye.

Holmes, I don't
have to tell you

how much this
means to us.

We'll know a great deal
more about the b*mb sight

after the demonstration,
Sir Reginald.

You always have a pretty
good idea of the value

of the Tobel b*mb sight,

just as the Nazis have.

However.

Oh, if you care to place
Dr. Tobel under the

protection of Scotland
Yard until tomorrow.

No, no, no.

No, that won't
be necessary.

I shall personally
deliver Dr. Tobel

to your representatives
on Salisbury Plain

in plenty of time for
the demonstration.

Thank you.

Good night, Sir Reginald.

Good night, Mr. Holmes.

Charlotte Eberli, Flat B.

Right.

Get the car, ready.

I'll wait here
until he comes out.

Is that what the
Americans call doodling?

It is more serious

than you could possibly
realize, Charlotte.

Good.

More coffee?

No, thank you, darling.

I must get back
before they miss me.

We've been separated
for so long.

I couldn't bear

that anything should
part us again.

I want to work with you

and I want to know every
minute where you are.

Even for you

to know the details of
my mission in London

is to sign your
death warrant.

If you are in real danger
I want to share it.

There is one
thing you can do.

Guard this envelope.

If anything happens to me

see that it
reaches the hands

of Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

Yes.

I pray I never
have to deliver it.

Help!

He got away.

Are you all right, sir?

I, I think so.

It must have
been a robber.

Yeah, since the blackouts

those have become
quite a nuisance, sir.

Uhhh.

I say you better
come with me

and have that fixed up.

Uhh, thank you.

Just lean on my arm.

Watson.

Watson, wake up.

Huh?

Where's Tobel.

He, he, he's there.

No he isn't.

He's gone.

That's impossible.

He's asleep in my bed.

I've been here
the whole time.

If anything's
happened to him.

Tobel, you all right?

Ahh, it is nothing.

Yes.

Sit down here.

Let's have a look.

Well it doesn't
look too bad.

Who patched you up,
the police doctor?

Yes.

It looks as if
you've been att*cked.

Obviously, my dear Watson.

Dr. Tobel,

do you suspect
the woman

of arranging the trap?

Woman, What woman?

She's blonde.
Five foot six,

full lipped and
very affectionate.

Oh really?

You've known her
for a long time.

You were att*cked after
leaving her apartment.

Holmes, how do
you know this?

The face powder
around your coat

tells me of her height
and her affection for you.

You held her close
before departing.

Huh.

It's all there

for the trained eye
to read, Watson?

But look here.

Why couldn't he
have been att*cked

on his way to the
woman's apartment?

The mark of the blow has
erased some of the powder.

Obviously if the
att*ck came first

the powder would have
remained undisturbed.

And the full lips
that was a guess.

I never guess, Watson.

You have rubbed the
lipstick from your face

with a handkerchief you
now hold in your hand

and that amount
of lipstick

never came from a
pair of thin lips.

And the blonde hair?

Good gracious me.

Mr. Holmes, I am glad
you are on my side.

Well in that case
you will desist

from disobeying my
orders and slipping out

while your bodyguard
sleeps his watch away.

It won't happen
again, Holmes.

I was sitting in
front of the fire

and must have dozed.

All right, All right.

Oh, sorry.

Now, can you describe
your assailant?

I never saw him.

A great figure came
at me in the dark.

I felt a stunning
blow on my head and,

and instantly fingers
were at my throat.

But you must have noticed
something about him.

Think man.

A thing of little
consequence to you

may mean a great
deal to me.

Wait.

Wait a moment.

There was one thing.

Long fingers at my
throat like, like steel.

And then,

then a,

an odor,

a heavy drug-like odor.

A drug?

Opium?

That is it.

I am sure of it now.

Well, I suggest
we get the remains

of a good night sleep.

Remember, the test takes
place tomorrow morning

on Salisbury Plain.

The principal of
Dr. Tobel's device

involves the use of
three sonic beams.

Is that right, sir?

That appears to be it.

There he is.

We're on the
course now, sir.

Well gentlemen,

that load would sink
any ship in the world.

We must consider
the possibility

of good piloting
and a lucky hit.

I'd like to see
another try of it.

So would I.

They want you to
try again, sir.

He's coming into
position now, sir.

We're on the
course now, sir.

Well gentlemen, how do you
like the b*mb sight now?

It's marvelous.

We'll revolutionize
the aerial bombardment.

Inspector Lestrade.

Yes, Sir Reginald?

I hope Scotland Yard is
taking every precaution

to guard Dr. Tobel
and his equipment.

Two plain-clothes men

ride with him
in his car sir,

and four others follow
in another one, sir.

Good.

He's coming to my
office in Whitehall

as soon as he lands.

Well shall we
start, gentlemen?

Well, here he
is gentlemen.

Congratulations sir.

It was excellent

amazing performance.

It was magnificent,
Dr. Tobel.

Magnificent.

I am glad we had such

ideal conditions
for the test.

I wouldn't have
believed it

if I hadn't
seen it myself.

We've been through
a lot, Holmes

but thank goodness
he's safe now.

You brought your
apparatus with you?

No, Sir Reginald.

I did not.

But why not?

It must be lodged

in the most impregnable
vault in this building

until we're ready to
start manufacture.

I have arranged for a
little office of my own.

I intend to supervise
the manufacture myself.

But you,

you offered it to our
government for our use.

Everything
Mr. Holmes has done

has been with that
ideal in view.

I still offer it
to your government

but no one else will know
the secrets involved.

I have devised the plan
to guard my invention,

a plan as intricate as
the b*mb sight itself.

If you imagined
for one moment...

Please.

I will not change my
mind, Sir Reginald.

I am taking the matter
into my own hands.

Just what do you propose
to do, Dr. Tobel.

I am sorry.

I cannot reveal
the details

of my plan for
the present.

Do you think that's wise?

I regret gentlemen.

I cannot change
my decision.

I shall work
independently.

Can't you persuade
him, Holmes?

But supposing something

should happen to
you, Dr. Tobel.

You know, there's
already been

one attempt
on your life.

And if Holmes'
suspicions are right?

Quiet, Watson.

There is no use
discussing it, gentlemen.

My mind is made up.

Scotland Yard
will redouble

the guard about
you doctor.

In fact we'll
quadruple it.

That is just what I do
not wish done, inspector.

That would only
draw attention

to my activities.

Good day gentlemen.

Just the same I'll have
my men watching him

every moment from now on.

No, no, Wait Lestrade.

We must not
offend Dr. Tobel.

We must remember that he,

as a citizen
of Switzerland,

is under no obligation

to give us his invention.

We must do as he asks.

Now don't you
agree, Holmes?

But sure, Sir Reginald.

I'm not officially
connected with the government

and I intend to
remain on the case.

Good, good.

That is if Inspector
Lestrade doesn't mind.

Not at all, Mr. Holmes.

We're always glad to
have you hanging around.

Thank you.

You can put those
away now, Lestrade.

Hoffner, I am
entrusting this to you

because first of all you
are a Swiss and second

there is no doubt in my
mind of your ability.

I am honored Dr. Tobel.

I have divided the
mechanism of my invention

into four units.

Each is meaningless
without the others.

You have delivered
the other three.

Yes.

No one but myself
knows the identity

of the four scientists

working on the four units.

Their names are not even
known to each other.

I think I understand.

From what you tell me

it will be easy to reproduce
the unit assigned to me

at any quantity you wish.

I knew I could
rely on you.

I will get in
touch with you

as soon as I have made

the rest of my
arrangements.

No, no, no.

The back door if you
please, Professor Hoffner.

Au vaus.

Au vaus.

Hello.

Yes, Lestrade.

Oh.

Very well.

What is it, Holmes?

Just as I feared.

Lestrade's men report
that Tobel is missing.

Missing?

Yes, I was afraid of this.

How long has he
been missing?

Practically since he

walked out of your
office yesterday.

If he'd only given the
address of this place

I shouldn't
have had to

waste so much
time finding it.

Empty.

The b*mb sight's gone.

I didn't expect to find
here, Sir Reginald.

This is a pretty mess.

If you knew this
was going to happen

why the devil didn't you
do something about it?

You can rely on Holmes
implicitly, Sir Reginald.

Tobel is gone and heaven
alone knows where.

It serves me right
for listening to that

half-brained idea of his,

Dismissing Lestrade's
men and they went

leaving him here
alone and unguarded.

Holmes, if anything
has happened to Tobel,

if his invention

falls into the
hands of Germany,

it will be a major
disaster for England.

Christmas wrapping.

He did his
Christmas shopping

in plenty of time.

Yes, curious.

Do you, do you note
something, Holmes?

Scent.

Perfume.

Yes.

I noticed it the moment
we entered the room.

Claire de Luna.

One of the rarer essences
and very expensive.

That woman again.

Undoubtedly.

Get me Inspector Lestrade.

Sherlock Holmes calling.

So Holmes is
finally stumped.

First time I've heard
him call for help.

Call for help indeed.

He's only just beginning
his investigation.

Lestrade?

This is Holmes.

Check the records
and place a call

made on my private
telephone of Bakers Street

approximately
twelve o'clock

on the night of Dr.
Tobel's arrival in London.

Finally stumped,
hey Sir Reginald.

Yes, Lestrade?

Wait a minute.

Charlotte Eberli,

St. George's Street,

Flat B.

Excellent, Lestrade.

Thank you.

Where is Dr. Tobel?

I can't tell you.

You mean you
won't tell me?

I don't know.

How many
Christmas packages

did you take to
him, Ms. Eberli?

Five.

He dismantled
his b*mb sight

and packed the units
in four of the boxes.

Is that correct?

Pardon me.

Hello.

Yes.

This is Miss Eberli.

Why, why someone
must have stolen it.

On Richmond Bypass?

Yes.

Yes, I'll arrange
to have it removed.

Yes.

At once.

Now I can be frank
with you, Mr. Holmes.

Dr. Tobel has
disappeared.

They found my car on
Richmond Bypass wrecked.

I loaned it to
him last night.

For what purpose,
Miss Eberli?

He wouldn't tell me,

but he said that

if anything should
happen to him

I was to give you this.

Holmes?

Then he must have
expected something.

Yes.

This envelope has been
opened and resealed.

But that is in impossible.

It hasn't been
out of my hands.

What?

Why that's not
the message.

It isn't even
the same paper.

I saw Dr. Tobel draw
little sets of figures.

What kind of figures?

Well they, they looked
like little dancing men.

Dancing men?

That's curious.

Who's been in this
apartment since Dr. Tobel

entrusted that
envelope to your care?

Why no one.

I've had no visitors.

Think.

Possibly a tradesman.

No.

Only the one for
a few minutes.

And that one?

A workman.

He came to fix
my light switch.

He couldn't
have possibly...

Did you send for him?

Why no.

My lights went out
and soon afterwards

he knocked at my
door and told me

the porter had
sent him up.

That's where he worked.

But he wasn't
alone in this room

more than five minutes

and he did fix
the lights.

They went on again.

The switch hasn't
been touched.

The paint still covers
the screw heads.

He simply threw the main
switch in the basement,

pretended to
work on this one

and after a few moments

an accomplice threw
the main switch back on.

But in those few minutes

- Did you get a
look at his face?

No, only a glance.

Now I realize he kept
his face averted.

But he was a large man?

Yes, he was large.

His eyes, heavy lidded,

a thin film
over the pupils.

And Holmes...

I remember now.

His eyes, they were
like a snake's.

Miss Eberli,
Dr. Tobel is being held

by one of the
most brilliant men

in the history of crime.

Come on, Watson.

There isn't a
moment to lose.

Goodbye Miss Eberli.

Goodbye Miss Eberli.

I don't see why I'm not
allowed to go with you.

You have your own
mission, Watson.

Yes, to take a sealed
note to Inspector Lestrade

while you search
through holes.

I shall not be
searching for him.

I shall permit him to
find me in the character

of a murderous lascar
once in his employ

and whom I may add
is still in jail.

Yes, but after
all these years.

Make no mistake, Watson.

This is not a
duel of intellects

or the cruel but
single-minded Gestapo k*ller.

This is our
greatest problem

with England as the stake

and our antagonist,

Professor Moriarity.

You've got to b*at him.

Once he's behind bars

I think I shall
entitle my memoirs

of these adventures
the end of Moriarity.

An excellent
title, Watson,

but we must arrange
that it isn't Moriarity

who's left to
write the memoirs.

Huh?

Ramsing.

Ramsing?

Who know Ramsing?

I do, you blooming
wharf rat.

You've been in
jail, ain't ya?

How you know?

I've heard from
the blighter

what left you to
swing instead of him.

You know who
I'm mean matey.

I know.

I'll have to k*ll him.

Would it be worth
ten pounds to you?

You know where he live?

For ten pound I know.

I only got two.

Goodbye matey

Five.

Ten pounds or nothing
you lying heathen.

You dirty...

Well it ain't
so much to ask,

for what you
want to know.

You make good bargain.

That does it.

Well?

You remember
Angel's Court.

Huh.

Then follow your nose
through the alley

till you come to Jed
Brady's Carpenter Shop.

He can tell you where
the blighter is

at this very moment.

You come too.

Me?

If you lie.

All right, mister.

I'll come along with you.

Easy matey, easy.

Follow me.

Please governor.

I hadn't had nothing
to eat for two days.

Ah, go away.

Who's there?

Peg leg.

Who's this bloke?

He's a bloodthirsty
heathen

but has good money to
spend for information.

What's he want to know?

He give me five pounds

to bring him to someone
what could tell him

the whereabouts
of you know who.

You no tell me
I cut two throat.

Cost you another fiver.

Five pound more, eh?

You pay him?

Me?

Come on you.

Come on pay him.

I'll tell you
all right I will,

the truth and
that's a fact.

The blight is in
Davey Jones' locker

and feeding the
fishes he is,

deader than a
blinking mackerel.

Now ain't that
worth a fiver?

I tell you he's alive.

And I say he's been
dead these many years.

You're lying.

Easy there Jack Brady.

I would say
you were wrong

and Mr. Sherlock
Holmes was correct.

Good evening
Professor Moriarity.

Welcome, Holmes.

My men have the
instructions

to bring anybody here
who inquires for me.

They haggled
while I watch,

an admirable
disguise by the way.

It fooled them completely.

Of course it
didn't fool me.

I never intended
that it should.

I meant only that
it should bring us

face to face.

Just like old times, eh?

The battle of wits of
superior intellects.

I may say I've
been expecting you

since I made off with
your precious Dr. Tobel.

And his code.

Ah yes.

And his code.

But valuable
as your doctor

and his code are
to my business

I think my main
interest in this affair

is the chance it gives me

to battle with you again.

Moriarity,

this is no simple crime
that you contemplate.

It's a staggering blow
against your own country.

That doesn't
concern me overly.

I should make greater
profits from this affair

than all my other
adventures put together.

Then you refuse?

Oh, most assuredly.

In fact,

I intend to insure the
success of this venture

tonight by liquidating
you, Mr. Holmes.

I think that is the
American phrase.

Quite.

You are the one man
intelligent enough

to stand in my way.

Huh, a g*n.

Oh, come now.

This is not the
Professor Moriarity,

the master criminal
I once knew.

A dock rat could
do as much.

Did you think I was going
to sh**t you, Mr. Holmes?

Oh, oh.

Dear me no.

This is simply to prevent
a troublesome scene.

I expected you,

and made full
arrangements.

You see my good
Mr. Holmes,

these shelves lift out

and you will rest
somewhat uncomfortably

in the false bottom
of this sea chest.

My sailor friend,
Jack Brady,

goes to sea immediately.

Once out of
sight of land

he pushes the
chest overboard.

Tie him up.

Perhaps your good
friend, Dr. Watson,

can entitle
this adventure,

the end of
Sherlock Holmes.

He will be disappointed.

He intended to call it

the end of
Professor Moriarity.

Hurry.

Aye, sir.

Brilliant man
Sherlock Holmes.

Too bad he was honest.

That one-legged man,

he takes Mr. Holmes

right to that
carpenter shop.

He knocks on the door.

A man comes out
and in they go.

Thank you, George.

We'll take over the watch.

Good night, Dr. Watson.

Good night.

What does Mr. Holmes

hope to accomplish
by this masquerade?

He hopes to
frighten Moriarity

into rushing Tobel into
another hiding place.

Moriarity's dead,
I tell you.

Look out.

Over here, quick.

Hey, just a minute.

Who's there?

What have you got there?

Who's asking?

Scotland Yard.

Scot...

governor, I'll
show you me papers.

There you are, governor.

I'm Jack Brady,
ship's carpenter.

Shipping out tonight
in the convoy,

destination unknown.

Me pal here is helping
me get the chest aboard.

Make him open
it, Lestrade.

Yes, or course.

All right governor,

see for yourself.

There is nothing
here, doctor.

Just a couple of
simple seafaring men.

All right get on with it.

Thank you governor.

Come on, now.

Easy does it.

Right there.

Good night, my lordships.

Told you it was a
lot of nonsense.

I don't understand.

That thing must
weight a ton.

Look at that
man staggering.

Do you know
something, doctor.

A few tools wouldn't
take that much energy.

We've just looked inside.

On the top only.

There might be
a false bottom.

Hey you, you stop there.

Stop or I'll sh**t.

Great Scott, Holmes.

Well I'll be blowed.

You're not hurt.

No,

but you needn't have
yelled at them so abruptly.

Huh?

They dropped
me on my head.

Oh.

Moriarity would have
been delighted.

So Professor
Moriarity is alive.

Alive and in possession
of Dr. Tobel's code.

No point going back,

they've all gone.

Then what are
you going to do?

Well first I'm going to

wash this filthy
stuff off my face

and then I'm going to
see Miss Eberli again.

I've got to
find some clue

to the content of
Dr. Tobel's message.

Come on quick.

I only got one
glimpse of the note

while he was
preparing it.

He was seated
at this desk?

No, he was sitting
on the couch

when he wrote the message

but he sealed the
envelope here.

The message was written
in ink with this pen?

No he used a pencil.

This one.

Thank you.

He used this writing pad?

Yes.

Has it been used since?

No.

It should be here.

It must be here.

What, Mr. Holmes.

The lead in this
pencil is hard,

hard enough to
make an impression

on the course
fibers of which

this paper is made.

Impressions at the
moment are invisible.

If we immerse
this sheet

in the solution
of florescent salts,

dry it and then
photograph it

by ultraviolet light

the fibers broken
by the writing

will absorbed less
of the solution

than other parts
of the paper.

Switch off the
lights, Watson.

We place the slide
in the projector

and turn on the light.

The broken fibers
appear darken

than the rest
of the paper

and therefore visible.

Splendid, Holmes.

Now I recognize that code.

Do you remember a case
we had some years ago?

It's partly the same,

alphabet
substitution code.

Yes, Watson.

I believe Dr. Tobel

meant to communicate
with us by that means.

Substitution of
the alphabet.

I don't understand.

My dear, one of the
oldest codes in use

is based on the
repetition of figures.

E is a letter most used
in the British language

therefore the single
most used probably

in this message is e.

T-a-o-I-n.

Follow in that
order of frequency.

You mean you can
read these figures

as if they were letters
of the alphabet.

Elementary, my
dear Miss Eberli.

Give me one minute

and you shall
have the message.

And what is the
message, Watson?

This fellow Tobel

must have been
pulling our legs.

There's a lot
of gibberish.

L-y-z-I-m-t-h-k.

Reads like an eye
doctor's chart.

Dr. Tobel is a
brilliant scientist.

I saw immediately that
he wouldn't send us

a message so
simple to decipher.

Neither would he have
fixed these top figures

without a meaning.

Then it isn't the alphabet
substitution code.

Yes it is, Watson,

but with a very
clever variation.

You see the one,
two, three figures

means that we skip
letters in that order.

In other words,
observe Watson.

The first letter, which
is I skips one, becomes J.

The second letter, Y,
skips two and becomes A

and the third skips
three and becomes C.

J-a-c...

J-a-c-o-b, D-u-r-r-e-I.

Jacob Durrei, a
Swiss scientist

and friend of
Dr. Tobel's.

P-a-I-a-c-e, C-r-e-s...

Palace Crescent.

Right.

I say Holmes,

this man, Durrei,
must be important.

Obviously, Watson.

He must have some connection
with the b*mb sight

or Tobel wouldn't have
taken so much trouble

to see that
I got his name.

Take down the rest
of the message.

J-o-s-e-p-h, Joseph.

E-m-d-d-I-a-c,

number four doesn't
make any sense.

He must have used
some other variations.

Four names and addresses,

Jacob Durrei,

Professor Fallow,

Dr. Kern

and this forth
infernal cipher

which doesn't
get the code.

Christmas boxes.

Watson, I'm beginning
to see the plan.

Dr. Tobel divided his
b*mb sight into four parts

just as we brought it
back from Switzerland.

He's given one section
of the mechanism

to each of these
famous scientists.

What a fascinating plan.

You see each
part is useless

without the other three

and undoubtedly none
of these scientists

is known to each other.

Professor Moriarity
also has the code

and we must allow for his
ability to decipher it.

We haven't time to break
the fourth code now.

We must get to the
first three men

before Moriarity does.

Palace Crescent first?

Right.

I'll go and get a taxi.

Miss Eberli,

will you please wait
here till we return?

Thank you.

Yeah, where are
you going, sir?

Jacob Durrei live here?

Yes, but there's
been a bit of trouble

so you can't go in.

Inspector
Lestrade's orders.

Oh, Hey, just
a minute, sir.

That's Mr.
Sherlock Holmes.

Oh, very sorry, sir.

Dead?

Dead as a door nail.

Mr. Holmes, how did
you know about this?

The Yard only got here
fifteen minutes ago.

We'd better hurry Holmes.

There's still time to
save Fallow and Kern.

Too late, Watson.

By this time Fallow
and Kern are dead too.

What?

Deductions again,
Mr. Holmes?

Facts Inspector.

Oh, facts.

But how did you
know about them?

Elementary, my
dear Watson.

This man has been dead
for at least two hours

and Moriarity isn't
wasting any time.

Hello?

This is Lestrade.

Put me on to Mackety.

Hello, Mackety, hello,
this is Lestrade.

Do you know anything
about two men named

Fallow and Kern?

Fallow and Kern?

Both of them?

Oh.

Thank you.

The report only came in

two seconds before
I telephoned.

What on earth are we
going to do, Holmes?

Moriarity's got a big
start and he's got the code?

Note this Watson.

Scotland Yard reports
two murderers.

That makes three in all.

But there were four
boxes and four codes.

Obviously Moriarity

hasn't broken the
fourth code either.

What is the name
of the fourth man?

I can't remember.

What is the name
of the fourth man?

I have forgotten.

What is the name
of the fourth man?

I don't know.

I don't know.

What is the name
of the fourth man?

I can't remember.

What is the name
of the fourth man?

What is the name
of the fourth man?

But Holmes,

don't you realize what
this means to England?

We not only lose the
Tobel b*mb sight ourselves

but Germany gets it.

Coventry, Bath,
Plymouth, London.

And not to
mention Norigno.

All over again but with
ten times the effect.

Don't you suppose
I realize that,

Sir Reginald?

Don't you suppose
I give my life

to decode the last
name of that message?

Well there must
be some solution.

Naturally, Watson.

I don't mean to be
rude, I need a drink.

I'm all in.

I can't think anymore.

All these letters
and figures

running through my brain
all twisted around.

Twisted around.

What?

That's it.

That's what?

Twisted around you said.

It's so simple I
never thought of it.

Reverse the slide.

You see, gentlemen.

These figures
are now identical

with the first
three names.

In other words,

all the figures of
name number four

are written backwards

and read from
right to left

until we reverse
the slide

when they read correctly
from left to right.

Now let's work on it.

Pencil Watson.

But, um, why
would Dr. Tobel

want to reverse the
figures of number four.

An added
precaution, Lestrade

in case the cipher should
fall into the wrong hands.

Quite a compliment
to you, Mr. Holmes.

I mean, Tobel
taken for granted

that you would
recognize the difference.

Thank you.

Ohh.

F-r-e-d-e-r-I-c-k,

H-o-f-f-n-e-r,

Frederick Hoffner.

S-I-o-a-n-e S-q-u...

Sloane Square.

We must leave at once.

Wait a minute.

Information?

Will you please
give me the address

of a Frederick Hoffner

in Sloane Square.

I'll break this code.

I'll find the name
of that fourth man

before Holmes does.

There is not
much more time.

The submarine is to
pick us up off Shanese

in six hours.

I've beaten Holmes so far.

We don't need the
confounded submarine

with the bomber
sight in tact.

But Tobel is
unconscious again.

As last resort we
could abandon the code

and take Tobel
to Germany.

We'll try Tobel
again in here.

Wait.

Spilling that
glass of water

was a very
fortunate accident,

my dear street brawler.

Dr. Tobel's perversion
of the cipher

was so simple
that it fooled us.

I was looking for
something ingenious.

This is ingenious.

He simply
reversed the cipher.

F-r-e-d-e-r-I-c-k,

H-o-f-f-n-e-r,

S-I-o-a-n-e.

Frederick Hoffner,
Sloane Square.

Of course.

Hoffner would be the
perfect selection.

Then you want us
to tend to Hoffner?

No, we can use Hoffner.

He's a brilliant
scientist.

If Dr. Tobel doesn't
recover from your persuasion,

Hoffner would be able

to put the four
parts together.

You and Godfrey
will call on Hoffner

and you will
bring him here

with the fourth section
of the b*mb sight.

Hurry.

Put up your hands,
Professor Hoffner.

I'll take the box.

We Meet again, Professor.

Sherlock Holmes.

An improvement on
the other make-up.

Don't you think
so, Professor.

So you think you've
beaten me, Holmes?

I have.

The real Hoffner
is safely

in the hands of
Scotland Yard.

But I still have Tobel

and now I shall sell
Germany the inventor

instead of the invention.

You've learned
nothing from him

in spite of all
your t*rture

otherwise you wouldn't
be trying so desperately

to collect the four
sections of the b*mb sight.

A keen observation,
my dear Holmes,

but observe further that
you are now in my hands

and I have profited
by my last mistake

by allowing underlings
to attend to you.

Holmes took my place

and while the Nazis
were inside with him

he instructed me to
attach a small apparatus

underneath their car.

He's a brilliant
fellow, Holmes.

I helped him prepare
the apparatus.

Did you really, doctor?

That is I poured
the luminous paint

when he told me to.

Very clever, Dr. Watson.

The apparatus drips
at regular intervals

leaving a trail
of luminous paint.

I see.

Leading us to Moriarity
and Mr. Holmes.

Why are you so
confident, Professor?

Only a suggestion.

But how do you know
that Scotland Yard

isn't waiting to break in

at this very moment?

I selected this address
with special care.

No one can find it,

not even Scotland Yard.

Relax, Mr. Holmes.

There's no escape.

And I'd suddenly
dash to the window

and break it open and
shout to a passerby.

There are no passersby.

The glass in the
window is unbreakable

and the room
is soundproof.

This is my
stronghold, Holmes,

equipped with all the
modern conveniences

of a successful man
in my profession.

Sit down.

They cleared
up again, sir.

I don't understand,
Lestrade.

It stopped

and then it started

and now it stopped again.

Maybe the apparatus
broke down.

Oh, a suggestion,
gentlemen.

At a crossroad back there

a car might have gone
over the spots of paint,

picked some up
on the tires

and left this false trail.

Just what
I was about to...

Just what I was about
to suggest myself.

Very well.

We'll try it.

Now Holmes,
what will it be?

The gas chamber,

a cup of hemlock

or just a simple b*llet
through your brain?

You disappoint
me, professor.

Indeed.

Yes.

Somehow I always
thought that in the end

you'd prove to be just
an ordinary cutthroat.

You know me
better, Holmes.

Gas, poison, b*ll*ts.

I assure you, professor,

were our
position's reversed

I should have something
more colorful,

more imaginative to offer.

I'm satisfied to
be the winner.

I shall be alive.

Alive, yes,

the winner, no,

for in the last analysis

I shall have proved the
more resourceful man.

You didn't trap me here.

I came here because
I wanted to,

to prevent your
getting Hoffner

and all you can
do in return

is to commit
ordinary m*rder

to relieve your sense
of frustration.

And what, my
good Mr. Holmes,

could you have conceived

that would have been
so much more colorful?

Well even offhand

I can improve upon your
suggestions considerably,

but that's only
natural of course.

And what is this
brilliant idea of yours?

You know that a man dies

if he loses five
pints of blood?

Yes, of course you do.

I should have you placed
on an operating table,

inject a needle
into your veins

and slowly draw off
your life's blood.

The needle to the
last, ay, Holmes?

Slowly, drop-by-drop

the blood would be
drawn from your body.

You would be aware of
every exquisite second

to the very end.

You would be
watching yourself die

scientifically noting
every reaction

and in full possession
of your faculties.

Interesting.

Yes, isn't it.

I humbly submit,
professor,

that to the very end

I've been more
resourceful than yourself.

You've played
into my hands,

Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

Time and again I've
used this place

as a haven for
friends of mine

injured in alterations
with Scotland Yard.

I have a fully
equipped hospital here.

The trail goes this
way, inspector.

Drop by drop, Holmes.

Drop by drop.

Ahh, in a way
I'm almost sorry.

You were a stimulating
influence to me

but it was obvious that
I should win in the end.

Only a matter
of moments now.

Take Tobel down
to the boat.

Start the engine.

Closer to the end Holmes,

closer and closer.

Each second a few
more drops leave your

desiccated body

ending,

you can feel
me touch you.

You're perfectly
conscious

aren't you, Holmes?

I shall be conscious

long after you're
dead, Moriarity.

Ahh.

Still the same old

swaggering conceded
Sherlock Holmes.

Wait.

If Moriarity hears a sh*t

he'll k*ll Holmes.

You keep an eye
on the boat.

Don't make a move

till Dr. Watson
and I get inside.

Understand?

You wait here,
Professor Hoffner.

Come on doctor.

The water's this way.

Moriarity's rooms
must be up here.

I can't wait any
longer, Holmes.

You'll have to forgive
the crudity my friend.

This is only the
coups de gras.

Stay still, Moriarity.

You're done for.

Holmes!

On the contrary,
inspector,

my men are outside.

It's you who are done for.

Really?

Just take a look
out the window

and see for yourself.

He's trying to get
to the speedboat.

Yes, he won't go
without Tobel.

Wait.

Here's Dr.
Tobel, inspector.

He ain't too badly hurt.

Thank heavens for that.

Look after him
will you Hoffner?

I'll take him to the car.

Well I expected you

but not with my revolver.

You realize, of course,

when I was brought into
the room blindfolded

I heard the mechanism
of this door.

Of course.

And yet knowing
that I'd heard it

you planned this
way of escape.

Not very flattering to me.

su1c1de my dear professor.

Not at all, my
dear Holmes.

You see this is not an
ordinary passageway.

Oh, my mistake.

It has been equally
well prepared

as the rest of my
humble quarters.

I have a trap set,

electric eye principle.

My passing through
will break the beam

and automatically open
the highly deceptive

trap door behind
me, of course.

My pursuer, meaning
you my dear Holmes,

will then be plunged

sixty feet into
the sewers below.

Holmes.

Holmes.

Poor Moriarity.

I neglected to warn him.

It seems some
careless person

came across his trap door

and left it open.

Come along, Watson.

Germany wanted the
Tobel b*mb sight,

but will send her
thousands of them

in our airplanes.

Yes, thanks to
Mr. Sherlock Holmes

and to Mrs. Tobel.

And, of course,
Inspector Lestrade.

Oh well, that's
all right, Miss.

Things are looking
up, Holmes.

This little islands
still on the map.

Yes.

This fortress built
by nature for herself,

this blessed plot,

this earth, this realm,

this England.