Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, The (1935)

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Gentlemen of the jury,

have you decided on your verdict?

We have.

The prisoner will rise.

Do you find the prisoner

guilty or not guilty

of willful m*rder?

According to the evidence,

we have no choice

but to find the prisoner not guilty

so do we all find

and may god forgive us.

Prisoner, at the bar

and you have heard the verdict.

Under the law, no other
verdict is possible.

Yet, it is undoubtedly

a gross miscarriage of justice.

It is deplorable, Professor Moriarty,

that a man of your
intellectual attainments

should be standing in the prisoner's box

charged with a crime of m*rder.

And in setting you free,

I cannot in my conscience exonerate you.

Let the prisoner be discharged.

Let me in, let me in.

My Lord, my lord,

I have important new evidence.

You come too late, Mr. Holmes.

The prisoner has been discharged.

But my lord, you can't
let Moriarty go free.

He k*lled Loray.

I can prove it.

I can destroy his alibi.

That alibi has been established

by three hundred fellows
of the Royal Society.

Your lordship, my client
has been acquitted.

He cannot be tried twice
for the same charge.

Oh there you are, Holmes.

I'm afraid you have a bad opinion of me.

On the contrary, I hold
you in the highest esteem

but only as a maid.

It's gratifying to
know that one's talents

are appreciated by such a

distinguished connoisseur.

May I give you a lift?

Cabs are scarce in this rain.

Thank you.

Two twenty one Bakers Street.

Very good, sir.

After you, my dear Holmes.

By no means,

I prefer that you
precede me at all times.

Such a creature of habit you are.

You have a magnificent brain, Moriarty.

I admire it.

I admire it so much

I'd like to present
it pickled in alcohol

to the London Medical Society.

That would make an interesting exhibit.

Holmes, you only now barely missed

sending me to the gallows.

You're the one man in England

clever enough to defeat me.

The situation has become impossible.

Have you any suggestions?

I'm gonna break you Holmes.

I'm going to bring out
right under your nose

the most incredible crime of the century

and you'll never suspect
it until it's too late.

That will be the end of
you, Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

And when I've beaten and ruined you

then I can retire in peace.

I'd like to retire,

crime no longer amuses me.

I'd like to devote my remaining years

to abstract science.

Well here, we are at my lodgings.

I'm so sorry I can't ask you in.

Good night, Professor Moriarty.

Good night.

I was just coming in when you rang, sir.

Well there you are, Dawes.

Mr. Bassick is here, sir.

I'll see him at once.

Come to me as soon as he's gone, Dawes.

There's something I want to say to you.

Yes sir.

Well Bassick.

Don't that bloke ever stop.

That music gives me the creeps.

Does it Bassick?

I rather like it.

I want you to post that letter

at the box at Portland Square

just a few minutes before twelve.

Then drive directly to your lodgings

by way of Oxford Service.

Wait there till I send for you.

That's all.

First, I want to know
what I'm getting into.

You have your orders.

That's enough.

I have a right to know the layout

in case there's trouble.

I'll take care of that.

That's what you promised Higgins

in that Emosmith job.

Oh poor Higgins.

They found nothing but his boots.

One boot.

You know, Bassick,

Higgins was a valuable man

and a clever craftsman.

But he had your unfortunate habit

of asking too many questions

and now all that's
left of him is one boot.

Don't take me wrong, Professor.

I'll do what you tell me right enough.

I'm sure you will, Bassick,

and just to prove how I trust you

I'm going to tell you my plan

although you haven't the imagination

to appreciate its subtlety.

My whole success depends
upon a peculiarity

of Holmes brain,

its perpetual restlessness.

Its constant struggle to escape boredom.

Holmes again?

Always Holmes until the end.

He's like a spoiled boy

who picks watches to pieces

but loses interest in one toy

as soon as he's given another.

So I'm presenting the

ingenious but fickle
Mr. Holmes with two toys,

in the order in which
I mean him to have them.

The first, that letter.

If I know Mr. Holmes

that will interest him very little,

after this comes to fascinate

and tantalize his imagination.

Blimey, what it mean?

That is what I'm depending upon

to absorb Mr. Holmes' interest

while I'm engaged elsewhere.

I'll give him a toy to delight his heart

so full of bizarre complications

that he'll forget all
about the first toy,

that letter.

What you know it, Professor?

The germ of a crime, Bassick,

a truly great crime,

a crime that will stir the empire,

that children will read about

in their history books

and you're going to
be part of it, Bassick.

Off with you now.

You wanted to see me, sir?

I'm away for a few weeks, Dawes,

and I come back to find
my emfurium magenta,

my incomparable emfurium
magenta withered, ruined.

I can't understand it, sir.

I take good care of all the plants.

Did you water them?

Every day, sir, just
as you told me, sir.

Then how did it happen
that I find a spider's web

spun across the spout of a watering can?

That can happen overnight, sir.

Overnight, uh.

Then you didn't water them today.

There has been so much to do, sir,

preparing for your coming back and all.

Nothing is as important
as the care of my flowers.

Through your neglect
this flower has d*ed.

You m*rder*d the flower.

I'm sorry, sir.

And to think that for
merely murdering a man

I was incarcerated for six whole weeks

in a filthy prison cell.

A pity, sir.

A travesty on justice.

Quite so, sir.

But for this crime, Dawes,

you should be flogged,
broken on the wheel,

drawn and quartered.

Yes sir, will that be all sir?

And boiled in oil.

Thank you, sir.

Go away.

Yes, sir.

Well Billy, when you finish sweeping

you can dust.

Yes ma'am.

Well good morning, Dr. Watson.

Good morning, Mrs. Hudson.

Is Mr. Holmes in?

Go right up doctor.

Ah good.

Is he busy?

Well you might say he
was busy and then again,

you might say he was not busy.

Huh?

Say he was busy, not say he was busy.

Well, well, well, well Billy.

That's a fetchy little
froth that you're wearing.

Mrs. Hudson made me put it in, sir.

I was afraid Mr. Holmes
or you would see me.

I think it's very becoming.

Come in, Watson.

I trust I don't come inopportunely.

My dear fellow as if you ever could.

Come on pull up a chair.

As a matter of fact, you're just in time

to help me decide a
matter that is certainly

delicate and possibly of
the greatest importance.

Of course, anything I can do.

I received this note last night.

My dearest Mr. Holmes.

I'm taking the liberty of calling on you

at eleven o'clock tomorrow morning.

That's very soon now,

to ask you what may
appear a silly question

whether or not I should
go to a garden party

on Saturday of Lady Conynghams.

I beg you to see me.

I'm in desperate need of advice.

Sincerely yours, Ann Brandon.

What you make of it, Watson?

Somebody's pulling your leg.

No, no, no.

I checked on the young lady.

She lives in town with her brother.

She's very rich, mining fortune.

Her father d*ed somewhat mysteriously

about ten years ago.

As for Miss Brandon's dilemma,

Lady Conyngham is imminently respectable

but she gives the kind of parties

that one comes away from with a feeling

that one hasn't been anywhere.

Oh, how can you trifle
with such inconsequentiality

when Moriarty's lose on London?

My dear Watson, you astound me.

It's the very inconsequentiality

of Miss Brandons message
that engages my interest.

And Moriarty, what of him?

I've taken the most efficient steps

of keeping in touch with Moriarty.

You're having him followed.

Oh don't be so crude, Watson.

Well what are you doing?

Nothing.

Nothing?

My dear Watson you needn't check me back

as if I didn't have a voice

I said nothing.

That's the best thing

I can possibly do at the moment.

Moriarty is as curious about my movement

as I am about his

so I sit here and wait
for him to come to me

And he'll come,

never doubt it.

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba.

So, you fiddle while Rome burns.

A daring metaphor Watson.

And what are you doing
with that inferno fiddle,

with those flies.

I was observing the reaction

on the common housefly

of the chromatic scale.

A brilliant experiment.

Yes it will be,

if I can find a note
that annoys the housefly

then might need only play that one note

and all the houseflies disappear.

Amazing.

No, no, no.

Elementary, my dear Watson,

purely elementary.

I expect that will be the young lady.

On the contrary,

I suggest an elderly gentlemen

perhaps a touch of
gout in his right leg.

Sir Ronald, I'm delighted to see you.

How do you do, Holmes?

Let me take your hat and stick.

Oh thank you.

I don't think you know
Dr. Watson, do you?

Watson, this is Ronald Ramsgate,

Constable of the town London

where all he has to do

is to keep his eyes
on the crowned jewels.

How do you do, sir?

Holmes has often spoken
of you, Dr. Watson.

You haven't dropped in like this

for a long time, Sir Ronald.

Won't you sit down
and have a cup of tea.

Thank you no, no.

I've come to consult you

on a rather peculiar matter.

Now just have a look at that.

Doesn't it strike you
that the handwriting is...

Yes, yes.

That's because it's
written with a left hand.

Star of Delhi will never
reach the Tower of London.

Huh.

Curious,

and anonymous.

And what is the star of Delhi?

Probably the largest
emerald in the world,

a gift to her majesty
from the Maharajah Rapur.

Oh, I shouldn't worry
about this, Sir Ronald.

It's a typical crank letter

besides no professional thief

would risk stealing
so famous an emerald.

You can't break it up.

He certainly couldn't sell it as it is.

Perhaps not but in my position of trust

I can't afford to take any chances.

I wonder whether you
could possibly manage

to be on hand when
the jewel is delivered.

Now when will that be?

This weekend.

It's coming on the Cruiser Invincible.

Oh, Sir Ronald, even
though I'm convinced

that the thr*at means nothing

and that a routine police guard

would be quite adequate,

you can depend on me.

Thank you.

Now I feel sure the jewel will be safe.

Little enough to do for you, Sir Ronald.

Excuse me.

I don't know what you must think of me

but I'm sure I was followed here.

You are Miss Brandon?

Yes.

I'm Sherlock Holmes.

Yes, I know.

Let me introduce you to
my associate, Dr. Watson.

How do you do?

Sir Ronald Ramsgate.

Mr. Holmes, I, I...

Well, I've got what I wanted,

so I think I'll be going along.

Good day, Miss Brandon.

Goodbye doctor.

Goodbye, Sir Ronald.

Your hat and stick Sir Ronald

Thank you.

I'm depending on you.

I'll not fail you.

I'm sure of it.

Goodbye, sir.

Goodbye.

Yes, Miss Brandon?

I shouldn't have written
you as I did Mr. Holmes

and then burst in,

in this melodramatic way

but I had to see you.

It doesn't matter, Miss Brandon.

There's no more resolutely
informal household

in all of London than mine.

You're very kind.

Not at all, only I don't understand

why you wish to consult
me about a garden party.

You couldn't possibly find

a worse guide to social etiquette.

It's because my brother
and Gerald Hunter

he's the family solicitor.

He insist on my going

and I don't want to.

I don't want to.

Yes but how should I
know how to advise you,

Miss Brandon.

Perhaps you should do

as your brother and
family solicitor suggest.

Lady Conyngham is
imminently respectable.

Oh Mr. Holmes, I'm so frightened.

What are you frightened
about, Miss Brandon?

m*rder.

Sit down, Miss Brandon.

Now suppose you tell us all about it.

Well this came for my brother, Lloyd,

in the post two days ago.

Hmm.

This seems to be a field
day for crank messages.

Look at that, Watson.

Huh?

Curious.

May the eleventh, that's today.

My father received just such a note

before he was m*rder*d.

m*rder*d?

m*rder*d.

Ten years ago on May the eleventh.

Scotland Yard couldn't
make anything of it

but I saw him,

my father, lying there on the pavement

with the back of his head all...

Now tell me, Miss Brandon,

do you associate May the th

with anything else

besides your father's death,

I mean, perhaps with some other incident

in your family history?

No, no nothing.

My family has no history.

My father was a self-made man.

I see.

Oh Mr. Holmes, you must save my brother.

Don't let them k*ll him
as they did my father.

Jerrold?

It was very wrong for
you to come here, Ann,

after I expressly asked you not to.

No more so than for you to follow me.

Where's the paper you took off my desk?

Here in my hand and I'll keep it

until I find out what it means.

I apologize for the
intrusion, gentlemen.

My name is Hunter.

I'm a legal representative for

Miss Brandon's brother.

That note was placed confidentially

in my keeping.

It's of no concern to anybody except

Mr. Brandon and myself.

m*rder is a concern

of every right-minded
person, Mr. Hunter.

You make too much of a trifle.

There's is nothing
trifling about m*rder.

Miss Brandon fears this
drawing may be a thr*at.

Oh, she's been reading too many novels.

It's merely some kind of joke

or the word of a mental incompetent.

Isn't it true, Mr. Hunter,

that Miss Brandon's father

received such a drawing
before he was k*lled?

Since my client attaches no
significance to that, Mr. Holmes,

I don't see why you should.

It's pure coincidence.

Yes.

But it would be unfortunate

if the coincidence turned
into a tragedy, wouldn't it?

That is our responsibility, Mr. Holmes.

I regret that you've been troubled.

I'll send you a check for your fee.

As of yet there is no fee.

I haven't accepted the case.

You see, Ann, you've only
made yourself ridiculous.

Well, if Mr. Holmes won't help me

I'll go to Scotland Yard.

Don't you trust me, Ann?

But Jerrold there's too much at stake.

My brother's life.

Darling, you must trust me.

If you don't what's to happen to us?

I don't know, Jerrold.

I can't think.

I've decided to accept
your case, Miss Brandon.

I shall help you all I can.

Oh thank you.

We don't want your
interference, Mr. Holmes.

I interfere whenever and
wherever I like, Mr. Hunter.

I think you better go, Jerrold.

Come with me.

No.

Very well if that's how you want it.

Good day, gentlemen.

Am I being very foolish, Mr. Holmes?

I don't think so.

May I keep that note?

Yes, of course.

It struck me that

Mr. Hunter behaved rather curiously.

Yes.

He's my fiance.

I understand that.

You have no idea what kind of bird

this is supposed to be, have you?

I don't know anything about birds.

I noticed that it isn't just a bird.

It's a definite kind of bird.

I think it belongs to the
Procellariiformes family.

We should go to the Kensington
Museum and look him up

and I'd like you to come
with me, Miss Brandon.

Oh yes, yes of course, anything you say.

Come in, Billy.

Yes, Mr. Holmes?

Now Billy, I'd be obliged if you'd

take this young lady down to Mrs. Hudson

and give her a cup of tea.

Yes, Mr. Holmes.

Then Billy I want you to get me a cab.

I know sir.

Not the first, not the second
cab in the line but the third.

I don't think that precaution
would be necessary in this case

but use your own judgment.

Yes sir.

And by the way Billy.

Yes, sir?

When you found that cab,

you might remove the dust

that you kicked under
the rug on the landing.

Billy's studying to take over my
duties when I retire, Miss Brandon.

I'll join you below
in just a few minutes.

I don't know how to
thank you, Mr. Holmes.

Please don't try.

Holmes, you can't get
involved in this case.

Your duty is to guard the Star of Delhi.

Now what?

Oh, bother the star of Delhi.

What?

Here's a case where a
man's life may be involved

and there's something grotesque

about this business.

The young Hunter knows a great deal more

than he proposes to tell.

Find out what you can
about him, will you Watson

and report to me at the museum.

It's time for lunch.

Lunch, one can have lunch anytime.

Oh go on, Watson, please hurry up.

You're certain there
was no one unearthed

a grievance against your
father or your family.

No, I told you.

My brother and I live very quietly.

My father, well I
admit he was a hard man

but men who got into
new worlds have to be

but he was honorable and fine.

And Mr. Hunter?

We've known each other

ever since we were children.

My brother and I

have always trusted him completely.

Tell me,

have you ever through
your family or Mr. Hunter

heard the name of a man called Moriarty.

Moriarty?

No.

You're quite sure?

Quite.

Why do you ask?

Somehow, I have the feeling

of renewing an old acquaintance.

Here we are.

Procellariiformes,
west wing, section -A.

I'm sure everything
will be taken care of

to your satisfaction.

I depend upon you implicitly.

Well there'll be no difficulty.

Lloyd?

I thought you were asleep.

How can I can sleep
with this thr*at over me?

We've got to do something
about it, Jerrold.

Who's that man here just now?

A client.

Who was he?

See here, old man.

You mustn't let yourself go like this.

I know.

I haven't slept a wink
since that note came.

You've got to sleep

if you're to keep your wits about you.

This is May the th,

the day on the paper.

He's going to k*ll me, Jerrold.

Wherever I go,

whatever I do,

he's going to k*ll me.

Is there nothing anyone can do about it?

Why don't you go home and go to bed.

Can't do yourself any
good pacing my office.

Now the safest place in
London for you just now

is your own home.

Perhaps you're right.

You know I can't go on like this.

I'll go home.

You'll come with me, Jerry?

I'm afraid I can't, Lloyd.

Probably wouldn't matter.

If anything should happen to me,

you'll look after Ann, won't you?

Don't be absurd.

Nothing's going to happen to you.

But if it should.

You know how I feel about Ann.

Goodbye.

Thanks.

You'll be alright, Lloyd.

I think it's just a bad dream.

I think I'll walk home,

get some air.

And why not?

Nothing can happen to
you on a public street.

I hope you're right.

Goodbye Jerrold.

Goodbye old man.

See the beak, the nostrils,

the whole formation of
the body is the same.

In sea lore, the companion of ships

and the good old men of honest mariners

but an angel of destruction
to those who do him ill.

The albatross.

It looks the same.

I wonder what it means.

Are you certain that

the albatross doesn't
suggest some memories,

an association with your family?

Think.

I am thinking.

No the only thing it reminds me of

is the poem,

water, water everywhere

and all the boards did shrink.

Water, water everywhere,

nor any drop to drink.

You've hit on it.

And instead of the cross,

the albatross about my neck was hung.

This is no childish prank, Miss Brandon,

but a cryptic warning
of a venging death.

We must go to your brother at once.

Holmes, Holmes.

Come on Watson quick.

Holmes, this is important.

Well Watson, you're bursting with news.

What it is man speak up.

We've no secrets from Miss Brandon.

Moriarty.

I knew it.

What have you found out, Watson.

That fellow Hunter is
working for Moriarty.

They were together in Hunter's office.

I watched Moriarty leave.

Excellent.

And what did Mr. Hunter do then?

I don't know.

You don't know.

No, I came away directly to
tell you what I discovered.

Have I done something wrong?

I hope not.

I particularly wanted
Mr. Hunter's movements

kept in view today.

Sorry?

Mr. Holmes?

Yes, Miss Brandon?

Regardless of appearances,

don't condemn Jerrold too quickly.

I know he's keeping some secret from me

but he could never do
anything vicious I'm sure.

I trust you're right, Miss Brandon,

but we must be on our guard.

And I was gonna say...

Well what were you about to say, Watson?

Nothing.

Watson?

Yes.

I'm afraid you're an
incorrigible bungler.

Oh Mr. Holmes, I wish
you could go faster.

He's going as fast as he can, my dear.

Will we be in time?

I'm sure we will, Miss Brandon.

He's dead all right.

Lloyd?

Lloyd.

Yes?

Oh, Mr. Holmes?

Can I give you a hand sir?

No, thank you, I can manage all right.

Oh my.

She's only fainted.

Take care of her, will you Watson?

Get me some smelling salts.

Yes, sir.

Where's Inspector Bristol.

In there.

I don't think you ought to go in.

He's questioning a witness

and you know the inspector.

I'll take responsibility.

Oh it's you, Mr. Holmes.

How do you come to be here?

I just happened to be passing.

I know the family.

Hi, Mr. Hunter.

And you, inspector?

I don't know how much you know
about this business Mr. Holmes,

but this time,

I'm a little bit ahead of you.

Excellent Bristol.

And you've already solved the crime?

I found the m*rder*r.

Yes, but that's not quite
the same thing you know.

I didn't k*ll Lloyd Brandon.

Has anyone said you did.

Oh, it's plain enough

what's in the inspector's mind.

And he's wrong.

Well he's wasted time badgering me

the m*rder*r's got away.

Well if you're so
anxious to save my time

supposing you explain
how you came to be found

bending over the corpse
with this in your hand

and him with his head bashed in?

Well if you won't talk,

I'm gonna hold you on
suspicion of m*rder.

I didn't k*ll him I tell you.

You clubbed him to death

with the butt end of
this revolver from behind.

I wouldn't go too far
along that line, inspector.

And what would you propose

that I should do, Mr. Holmes?

Find the m*rder*r?

What?

If that man didn't club
Lloyd Brandon to death,

who did?

Nobody.

What?

Brandon was strangled to death.

Strangled?

The wound to the back of his head

were administered post-mortem.

Are you sure of it, Mr. Holmes?

Absolutely.

Talk to the medical examiner

if you have any doubts.

You wait here.

How do you know he was strangled?

The marks around the neck.

Cigarette, Mr. Hunter?

No thanks.

So, that blow on the back of the head

becomes an interesting element.

It was unnecessary therefore vicious.

Intelligent criminals are seldom vicious

except on special occasions.

Though the apparent method
of the crime was brutal,

I'm convinced that the crime itself

was intelligently planned.

And Bristol thinks I did that.

The nose of a police dog,

although long and efficient,

points in only one direction at a time.

What do you mean?

Simply that you're the obvious suspect.

It's so ridiculous.

Why should I want to k*ll him?

You should know that

better than anyone else, Mr. Hunter.

You're his lawyer.

You manage the estate.

You'll have to explain that, Mr. Holmes.

The Brandon estate
is quite considerable.

Miss Ann inherits

and you're about to marry Miss Ann.

Why you...

I was merely demonstrating

how the police mind works.

Yes I'm afraid our friend the inspector

has quite set his
heart on arresting you.

Arresting me?

You mustn't allow them
to do that, Mr. Holmes.

I must be let free to protect Ann.

From what, Jerrold?

Answer me.

Ann, I'm sorry.

First they m*rder*d my father

and now they've m*rder*d Lloyd.

Do they want to k*ll me too?

I don't know.

I don't know anything anymore.

I did my best to guard him day and night

yet they found him all the same

in an empty street.

Oh I may have lost him for a moment

but I couldn't have been far behind.

Who are they?

Jerrold you're lying.

You've been lying all the time.

You knew from the first

that note was a real thr*at.

That's why you tried to send me away,

why you followed Lloyd.

Oh Jerrold, if you know who k*lled him

why won't you tell us?

Why won't you tell us everything?

I'll tell you why.

I've been watching you, Mr. Hunter

and I found out...

What have you found out, Dr. Watson?

Whatever Watson has found out

you'll know inevitably.

I have unbounded confidence

in his lack of discretion.

Meanwhile, time presses
and we've work to do outside

before it gets too late.

Mr. Holmes.

Excuse us.

You pushed me out of the
room as if I were a child.

What am I to make of this, Holmes?

Anything but such a
petulant face old fellow.

Come along.

In another moment

I would have made him
confess about Moriarty.

That's exactly what I didn't want.

If Moriarty's behind this case,

Hunter will lead us to him.

Well, Mr. Holmes,

I just coming to find you sir.

Have you seen the body?

He was strangled to death,

just as you and I thought.

So now I'm gonna arrest
this fellow Hunter,

take him down to the yard.

I can really question him there

and I thought perhaps

you'd like to come along, sir.

No I think not, inspector.

Dr. Watson and I are
going across the way

to take a look at the
scene of the crime.

You'll be wasting your time, sir.

My men have already covered the ground.

Well we'll just take
a look all the same.

Incidentally, inspector,

if I were you

I shouldn't arrest Mr. Hunter,

in any case not now.

Nor I shouldn't
question him any further.

Why not?

Well it won't get us anywhere.

He won't talk until he's ready.

Anyhow you haven't a
case against him yet.

Why not leave him at large.

Have him watched

and see what happens,

for a day or two at least.

Hmm.

You've always found
my advice pretty sound,

haven't you, inspector?

It's got you a lot of
attention in the newspapers.

Then you'll work on the case, sir,

in the usual way?

In the usual way, inspector.

I'll do as you suggest, sir.

Good.

Come on, Watson.

Come in.

Oh, Mr. Hunter,

we shan't be wanting you any longer.

You're free to go whenever you like.

Thank you, inspector.

You see, darling,

they don't think anything of the kind.

Ann, you must believe.

I don't know what to believe
anymore that Lloyd's gone.

If I can't believe in you, Jerrold,

there's nothing in the whole world

I can believe in or count on.

Yes.

But if you knew Lloyd was in danger

why did you try to keep me

from seeing Sherlock Holmes?

Why did you follow Lloyd

with a revolver in your pocket?

Makes me afraid sometimes even of you.

Darling, how can you say such a thing?

Oh, I don't know what I'm saying.

I'm so tired and confused.

All right, Holmes.

I found it.

Ready when you are.

I say there, has something happened?

Definitely.

Would you mind moving back a few paces.

Not at all.

Thank you.

Perhaps I can find a doctor.

I'm a doctor.

What's the matter with you?

I'm all right.

I was thinking of you.

Why?

But aren't you ill?

Certainly not.

I'm dead.

Well I'm afraid I must be getting on.

Don't let me detain you.

Stupid fellow.

Watson, come here.

Coming Holmes.

Look at that, Watson.

What have you found, Holmes?

Footprints?

Yes.

A club-footed man

about five foot eleven I should say

from the length of his stride.

Do you observe anything singular

about these footprints, Watson?

I can't say that I do.

Club-footed people invariably bring

their full weight down on the toe.

If you look closely you'll observe

that the weight of the man

who made these footprints

is normally balanced from toe to heel.

Well what can you make of that, Holmes?

Oh just one more unnatural element

to this rather peculiar case.

The clubfoot must have some other

compensating deformity

to explain these footprints.

What?

You think these are the
footprints of a m*rder*r?

It's possible.

Yes, yes it's quite possible.

What Holmes?

Well a man standing just about here

would command a view of the park.

He might project some kind of w*apon.

Not a w*apon's been found
except Hunter's revolver.

It could easily have been
retrieved in the excitement.

And what kind of w*apon thrown from here

could both strangle a man

and crush his skull in?

If we knew that, my dear Watson,

we'd be a great deal nearer

to the solution of the crime.

Look at that.

Here.

Yes, it was torn from that tree

perhaps by something hurdling past.

The sap's not dry yet.

That means it was torn off

within the last few hours.

Ahh.

What have you found, Holmes?

It's a watch guard.

Looks like a rabbit's foot.

No, no, no. It's chinchilla.

Unquestionably chinchilla.

Well rabbit or chinchilla.

What's it matter?

No, no. Perhaps it doesn't
matter at all, Watson.

We'll see.

I've always thought

those things were in very poor taste.

Fancy going about with
a dead animal's foot

dangling from your pocket.

Yes, and then losing it
at the scene of a m*rder.

Very careless.

Scream!

She's in here, sir.

Who is it?

It's Mr. Holmes.

Oh, Mr. Holmes, I'm so glad you're here.

This may sound foolish to you

but after Mr. Hunter left

I went up to be with my brother.

While I was with him

I heard...

Yes?

The sound of music from the street,

strange music.

It didn't begin,

and it didn't end.

It just went on and on.

What was it about the
music that frightened you?

I heard it once before, Mr. Holmes,

only once when I was a little girl

in South America,

the night my father was k*lled.

It's quite possible that
under the circumstances

this impression was a hallucination.

This was no hallucination, Dr. Watson.

Take my word for it.

Did you see who was playing?

I went to the window.

There was a street beggar

standing in front of the house.

I could just see the
outline of its figure

and then I became so
frightened I screamed and

Yes I don't wonder.

Do you think you would
remember that melody?

Remember it.

I should never forget
it as long as I live.

Miss Brandon, I wish
I could spare you this

but time is so important.

I understand.

What do you want me to do?

It's not going to be easy.

Anything if it will help you

clear up my brother's death.

Do you think you could
bear to repeat it for me?

I'll try.

That's definitely every note of it.

Mr. Holmes, would you
mind going out, please?

Yes.

Yes, of course.

You must try to get some sleep.

It's been a terrible day for you.

Thank you, Billy.

What's that, Mr. Holmes?

Huh?

Yeah, that's a chinchilla foot, Billy.

Chinchilla?

Yes.

You know what a chinchilla is?

Yes, Mr. Holmes.

It's a little animal that
grows in South America

and its fur is very expensive.

Ahh, you should remember that, Billy.

It'll save you a lot of
money when you grow up.

May I look at it, sir?

Uh, yeah, yes, certainly, Billy.

Well what do you make of it, Billy?

I'd like to have one of these.

They must bring you lots of luck.

Well why do you say that?

Well I bet in Chile or
Bolivia they carry around

a chinchilla's foot for good luck

the same as we carry a rabbit's foot.

Ahh.

You hear that, Watson?

My hearing is in no
way impaired, thank you.

And you think that the man who lost this

comes from Chile or Bolivia?

Yes, sir, cause that's the only places

chinchillas grow.

Well, Watson.

What do you say to that
for a simple deduction?

I've listened to seashells

that made better sense.

Why do you waste your
time like this, Holmes?

Half the women in the world

own chinchilla wraps.

You exaggerate, Watson,

and half the women in the
world wish they didn't.

No, Dr. Watson.

You see they make the
coats out of skins.

Oh really?

Yes, sir, and the only place

you can get a chinchilla's foot

will be where the chinchilla lives.

There Billy, there's sixpence for you.

Blimey me a tenner.

Oh, thank you.

No, thank you, Billy, thank you.

I don't know why you let that

insufferable little brat come in here.

I was pulling your leg, Watson,

merely relaying to you through Billy

certain observations,

which may or may not coincide
significantly with what I found.

You found something?

I think so.

I've identified the death music, Watson,

the melody Miss Brandon
played for us last night.

It's an ancient Inca funeral dirge

still used by the Indians

in the remote Chilean Andes

as a chant for the dead.

What on earth has that got to do

with Professor Moriarty

or the Star of Deli?

I wouldn't know, Watson.

I really wouldn't know.

Would you mind?

Inca funeral dirge.

Ahh, how do you do, doctor.

How are you sir.

Holmes, how lucky to find you at home.

Sir Ronald,

well won't you sit down.

Here, sir.

Thanks.

Oh I hope I'm not interrupting you.

Oh no, no, no.

But I'm very anxious to know

have you had any idea,

in the connection with that note?

The note?

Oh, I'm afraid I haven't had

much time to think about it

and after all the Star of Deli

is not the immediate problem.

Oh but it is.

You will help me as you promised,

won't you Holmes?

Lmagine the scandal,

if anything should
happen to a crown jewel.

Yes.

When does it arrive?

Tomorrow night.

I've had to arrange for
delivery at ten o'clock,

a most inconvenient hour
for everyone of course

but I can't leave

the jewel out of the
vault overnight, you know.

Once it arrives it's
technically in my custody.

Yes.

Yes, I understand.

What do you want me to do?

Could you possibly be at the tower

tomorrow night at ten.

I'll take care of everything.

Good.

You'll have your own
men there, of course,

and as an added precaution

I'll see to it that a
few policemen are on hand.

Excellent.

I can't tell you,

how grateful I am to you, Holmes.

Not at all, Sir Ronald.

Well goodbye.

Goodbye, sir.

You'll forgive me
bothering you like this.

But I'm sure you understand

the emergency of the matter.

Certainly, Sir Ronald.

Thank you again.

Goodbye doctor.

Goodbye Sir Ronald.

How do you do, Miss Brandon.

How do you do?

Will you excuse me please?

Port Authority, pier nine.

Miss Brandon, is anything wrong?

Two are not enough.

They don't even give
me time to bury my dead.

Please sit down.

No, I don't want to sit down thank you.

This is exactly like the
drawing your brother received

and it bears another date,

May the thirteenth.

That's tomorrow.

Was this left at your door?

Yes, about half an hour ago.

I came here directly.

You didn't happen to notice

the messenger who left it?

No, one of the servants
answered the door.

He just took it.

He didn't notice anything.

Mr. Holmes, what shall I do?

Isn't May the thirteenth the night

you're supposed to go to
Lady Conyngham's party?

Well yes, but...

I know Lady Conyngham is irreproachable

but there's too much
emphasis on this date,

May the thirteenth,

whether you should go to the party

or whether you shouldn't.

You mean Jerrold?

Miss Brandon we feel that...

Mr. Hunter has much to
explain, Miss Brandon.

As yet he's not been proved guilty.

But I must know.

You really want to know?

I must.

I'll do anything

rather than bear this
uncertainty, the suspense.

Then go to Lady Conyngham's party.

But I can't,

not now.

After Lloyd...

I understand your feelings

but you must go to Lady Conyngham's

just the same.

She's an older woman.

She's very fond of you.

Now you're alone in a time of trouble.

What more natural than
that you should go to her?

But she's giving a
party and my brother's...

You only have to make an appearance.

Yes, but...

That's what I want, Miss Brandon.

I want you to make an appearance,

perhaps take a walk through the grounds.

I warn you it may
involve considerable risk

but I think the kind of
woman I take you to be

would rather risk
everything on one venture

than live the rest of her life

in the shadow of doubt and death.

Am I right?

You are right, Mr. Holmes.

I'll do as you say.

Thank you and goodbye.

No.

This time we'll say au revoir.

Miss Brandon?

Yes.

Are you quite sure you're not afraid.

Of course I'm afraid

but I'll go through with it.

Good.

May the thirteenth.

That's tomorrow night.

Well Holmes you've
certainly let yourself

in for a busy night tomorrow.

What about the Star of Deli

and you promise to Sir Ronald

and what about your duty to the crown?

All that will be taken care of.

Never fear.

I'm going to delegate

the most dependable man I know

to guard the star of Deli in my place

while I keep an eye on Miss Brandon.

Oh really, who may that be?

You my dear fellow.

Huh?

You'd like to let that razor slip,

wouldn't you, Dawes?

No sir.

By no means, sir.

You're a coward, Dawes.

If you weren't a coward

you'd a cut my throat long ago.

Why I give you my word, sir.

That thought never entered my mind, sir.

Then you're worse than a coward.

You're a fool.

You have as much hatred for me

as I have contempt for you.

Excellent.

Without your beard, sir,

you look like your own son.

It's unlikely that I
shall be back tonight Dawes

You may as well take the evening off.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you, Dawes.

I'm engaged.

Of course you are, Bassick.

Why do you think I'm paying you?

I never would have
recognized you, professor.

Yes, sir?

What'd you find out, Bassick?

Just like you said.

They're taking the goods
off the boat tonight.

The men is waiting.

Excellent.

Now let's hurry.

Yes sir.

Excuse me.

Hello darling.

Are you feeling all right, my child.

Yes, I think so.

And has that young son of mine

been behaving himself?

He's been awfully kind.

I'm afraid I'm very
tiresome this evening.

Nonsense.

No man on the bright side of senility

could possibly call you tiresome.

Ann, you're glad you came aren't you?

Very glad.

Good.

You see I was right.

It was quite the best
thing for you to do

to come down here.

You shouldn't have thought

of staying alone in that house,

so soon after.

Perhaps you're right.

You're going to stay on
here over the weekend.

If you want me.

As long as you like, my dear.

Thank you.

Has anyone asked for me tonight?

Why no?

Are you expecting someone?

I'm not sure.

Well it doesn't matter.

Oh mother.

May I take Ann away.

I want her to see some
of this entertainment.

Of course, dear.

I hope it will be good.

Sit here, Ann.

I want you to see this musical chap.

He may be amusing.

Everyone delights to spend

their summer holidays

Down beside the side of the silvery sea

I'm no exception to the rule

in fact if I had my way

I'd be down beside the
side of the silvery sea

But when your just a commoner

a Smith or Jones or Brown

a business up in town

You've got to settle down

You save up all the money you can

till summer comes around

then away you go

to a spot you know

where the shells are found

Oh I...

do like to be beside the sea side

I do like to be besides the sea

I do like to stroll
along the [Unintelligible]

[Unintelligible]

So just let me be beside the sea side

I'll be beside the silver sea

for there are lots of girls beside

I should like to be besides

Beside the sea side

besides the sea.

Funny fellow, isn't he?

Yes.

Ann, I wish there was
something I could do.

Could I get you an ice?

You're very kind to me.

I'd like that.

All right.

You stay here.

I'll see what I can
pillage, be straight back.

Thank you.

Good evening, Miss Brandon.

Everything all right?

What do you want?

We did have an appointment, you know.

Mr. Holmes, you're...

Shhhh...

We mustn't be seen together.

Has anything happened?

Have you seen anything unusual?

No nothing yet.

Mr. Holmes, do you think

I could possibly be in danger here?

There's no doubt of it but don't worry.

I'll be watching.

I'll be glad when it's over.

Yes, I know.

Don't take any unnecessary risks.

Don't talk to strange people

and above all don't wander far
from the lights and the crowd.

You must go back.

Good luck.

Here we are, Ann.

Thank you.

Tell me, that's a South American
gaucho orchestra, isn't it?

Yes.

Rather good aren't they?

Yes.

Shall we go in.

It's rather chilly out here.

Just as you like, Ann.

You're being too hard
on Holmes, Sir Ronald.

He gave me his word he'd be here, sir.

He sent me in his place.

You?

Well, sir, I've been with Holmes

on a good many cases
and I can assure you,

you might have done considerably worse.

[Unintelligible].

Where are these other policemen
he promised to send me?

They'll be here directly.

A sergeant and two
policemen, picked men sir.

What is it, sergeant?

Police officers to see Dr. Watson, sir.

Bring 'em in.

It's about time.

Is Dr. Watson here?

Yes, I am Dr. Watson.

Sergeant Bullfinch at your service, sir.

Good evening, sir.

My I see your identification, sir?

I told you I am Dr. Watson.

I don't doubt that, sir,
but the inspector said

I was to be particular
about identification, sir.

Well you seem to be
a law-abiding citizen.

I suppose you'll be wanting to see mine?

Yes, please.

Everything seems in order, Sir Ronald.

Company halt.

Captain Mannery, Royal Navy,

with escort reporting
to Sir Ronald Ramsey.

Just a moment, sir.

Is that you, Sir Ronald?

Yes.

Captain Mannery?

Yes, sir.

Raise the gate.

Well here it is, Sir Ronald.

Ahh.

The Star of Deli.

This has been a great anxiety to me,

Captain Mannery.

I can't tell you how relieved I shall be

when I have this jewel
safely locked up in the tower.

Would you like us to go with you, sir?

No, there's no occasion.

I have ample protection.

Then I bid you goodbye, Sir Ronald.

Goodbye Captain Mannery.

I am most grateful to you.

Thank you, sir.

All right, Gentlemen.

Guard, about face.

Halt.

Ahh.

It's the longest short walk I ever had.

Hold that for a moment, will you?

The crown jewels, gentlemen,

the accumulated wealth

of ten centuries of English kings,

a grave responsibility.

It's not often this door is unlocked

and this is the key
to all this treasure.

The emerald, where is it?

Somebody snatched it.

The policemen, where are they?

They're not policemen at all.

After them.

Sir Ronald, look.

The Star of Deli.

They've dropped it.

You see, Sir Ronald.

Every thing's turned
out all right after all.

And all thanks to your brilliant friend,

Sherlock Holmes.

So my fears were ridiculous

and that note was merely
the work of a crank.

Nobody would steal the star of Deli.

No one there, Sir Ronald.

Never mind Sergeant I have the jewel.

I have a good mind

to give this story to the press.

It will put Holmes in his place.

Oh, I wouldn't do that, Sir Ronald.

You have got the jewel back.

I have indeed,

as safe as the Crown Jewels of England,

but no thanks to Holmes.

Well he did send me in his place.

Yes, and it's a capital thing he did.

You're a splendid fellow, Watson.

You've done me a great service tonight.

I shall see to it that it is reported

in due course to the proper authorities.

Come along, Sergeant.

Turn out the light.

Yes.

They got away, sir, in
the direction of Cog Hill.

But they left what they came for.

The emerald is safe.

Oh good, sir.

All right Sergeant.

Goodbye, my dear.

I'll drive over and see you tomorrow.

You're terribly tired,
my child, aren't you?

Yes, I am.

You better go to bed.

I'm going to look in on you later

and if you're not asleep,

I shall be very severe.

Uh-uh.

Whatever is the matter
with you, my dear?

I just noticed the time.

That clock on the landing.

It's seven minutes to twelve.

In another eight minutes

it won't be May the thirteenth anymore.

You must go to bed at
once, You really must.

I'll go with you.

I'd like you to.

I shouldn't take you away.

Nonsense.

They've all gone.

Besides no one misses
a middle-aged hostess.

Have a good rest, my dear,

and be sure to sleep late.

It's an invariable custom of the house.

I'll try.

Good night.

Good night, my dear.

I was just coming to
find you, Miss Brandon.

There's a gentleman on the terrace

asking to see you and he
says it's most important.

Mr. Holmes, thank you.

Ann, my dear.

What are you doing here?

Am I so unwelcome?

Why did you come?

I've been terribly
worried about you, darling.

I wanted to be sure you were safe.

Why did you think I might not be safe?

Ann, whatever has come over you?

Don't touch me.

Don't touch me.

Surely you're not afraid of me?

You are afraid.

That's how much all
the years have counted.

You think I want to hurt you.

I don't know why I don't.

Ann.

Wait.

Come here, Ann.

Come along this way quick.

Ahh!

Holmes, you all right?

Never better, Watson.

And Miss Brandon?

She'll be all right, the
poor child she's fainted.

Look after her will you, Andrews,

and take her back to the house.

What on earth is this, Holmes?

This, Watson, is a South American bolas,

the instrument that
k*lled Lloyd Brandon.

What?

Yes.

Come and take a look at his m*rder*r.

He's badly hurt.

Can he be moved, doctor?

Yes.

Then I'll take him to the Yard.

Yes, it's just as I suspected.

This club footed shoe
was a very clever device

but not quite clever enough, my friend.

I'll wager you didn't
think of it yourself.

Who put you up to it?

The professor.

He's said he'd fix it
so I don't get caught.

Professor Moriarty.

Si, Moriarty.

I k*ll him.

I scarcely think you'll
have the chance now.

So that clears up our case.

Clears it up, we've only just begun.

Come along Watson.

Don't move.

Stay where you are and
keep your eyes open.

All right come on Watson.

There's nobody here.

Well why didn't you say so before?

Oh, lilly pond.

It's damp.

Damp, I'm wet through.

He's been shaving.

Moriarty's worn that beard for years.

Why would he shave it off?

To disguise himself, of course.

Obviously, Watson.

But why tonight especially
for what purpose?

Huh?

A Baedeker.

What would Moriarty be
doing with a guidebook?

He knows London like a cab driver.

Look, Watson, look.

The Tower of London.

Sergeant Bullfinch.

Moriarty without his beard.

Then he stole the emerald.

I wonder what exactly he did do,

or rather is doing.

What do you mean, Holmes?

Don't you see, my dear Watson.

Moriarty concocted that Brandon case

with all its fantastic convolutions

expressly to divert my attention till

the time the Star of Deli was delivered.

So that he could steal the emerald

but he didn't get it.

We fooled him.

That's exactly the point, Watson.

He didn't want the Star of Deli.

What?

No.

A real crime has not yet come to light.

He caused a man to be m*rder*d

solely in order to distract me.

He staged that fiasco
at the Tower of London.

Why I don't know but
one thing I'm certain.

It was all done with a purpose.

Somewhere in London at this very moment

something tremendous is happening.

He said he was going to do it

and he's doing it now,

the most stupendous, the most incredible

crime of the century,

the crowning act of his career,

the crowning act.

Crowning?

St. Edward's crown.

This was the crown

stolen from the Tower of London in

by Colonel Blood and his accomplices,

the total value of the regalia

is estimated at three million pounds.

Watson, the crown jewels.

We're wasting time.

Ay, cabby.

Never mind, get in, Watson.

I say drive carefully old boy.

What is it, McKenzie?

An accident, Sergeant.

Give me your hand.

Get this man out of here.

Well, what were you trying to do,

batter your way right
into the Tower of London?

Of course not, course
not, it's preposterous.

Well what were you doing?

Well I...

Where is your cabby

Well where is he?

I don't know, I haven't
the faintest idea.

Bring him along to the posting room.

Did you hear a sh*t?

I did, sir, I thought
it came from the tower.

Follow me on the double.

Well, Ann Brandon ,
and Jerrold Hunter ,

were married this morning

at the Castone Hall Register Office.

Well that takes care of that

but I still don't understand how

young Hunter became
involved in the mystery.

Alfred?

Can I borrow your violin?

Certainly, governor.

I said, I still don't understand

how young Hunter became involved.

Perfectly simple.

Whatever Gerald Hunter did

was done to protect Miss Brandon.

But I saw it myself
talking with Moriarty.

My dear Watson,

I expected even you to
see through that trick.

Moriarty went to him
with a trumped up lawsuit

to pull us off the track.

Those flies again.

Very effective, my dear Watson.

Elementary, my dear Holmes, elementary.