Sherlok Kholms (2013) s01e04 Episode Script

Sherlock Holmes with his unique abilities could have got a decent financial well-being.
But Holmes treats money very strangely.
He charges huge sums from one clients, but doesn't take a single penny from another ones that are not poor at all.
I couldn't understand the logic of this strange commerce until I asked him personally.
"The routine makes me mad" he said, "There are cases that bring me true joy.
My brain works in an incredible tension and also my observation and my method.
These cases teach me.
How can I take money for the joy of their sciences? I'm ready to pay for these cases myself.
" This was the commercial logic of Sherlock Holmes.
Sherlock Holmes.
Mister Calloway! I'm here.
Mister Calloway, where are you? Come here.
Where? Story four.
The mistress of lord Maulbrey.
Well, the beginning is intriguing, but lucks something spicy.
Actually these are not cooking recipes.
And a luck of humor as well.
It's all somehow spooky and drily, there's no life in there.
But this is actually a real story.
But listen, this detective, such does not exist, this Not a single reader will believe in it.
So be god with you.
Fine.
It's not fine.
Listen, no need to create, no need to create something new.
- Write like Stevenson, - Like Stevenson! - But fresher.
- Like Stevenson? Well, I won't be able to write like Stevenson.
But try.
Try and you will.
Listen, listen, you're acting like a somewhat, I don't know like Byron! But only similarity is that you both are invalids.
Yes, this is my final answer.
But Martha.
I'm not Martha for you anymore.
ood bye.
I said get out! - Ah, sorry, Mrs.
Hudson.
- Ah, doctor.
Can I so to say You know, what a beautiful weather, isn't it? Horrible! Venus in the sign of Mars, it will be wet.
You know, somehow after Afghanistan I started to love more our granny England with her rains, with her -The tea's in one hour.
humidity.
Tell me, can I ask a tactless question: Who was that man in the checkered gaiters? O'Shaughnessy.
He has a cattle-ranch in Scotland, 4 grown daughters, he's a widower and just now we've finally parted.
What a pity.
I mean, I'm so sorry eeh you understand, I have no right to ask this question and I won't ask you this question.
What questions? What was I don't like the smell of cowshed and the rivalry with other women.
That's right.
Aah, I I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry, I What are you sorry for? What? The vase.
The vase.
But forgive me! But I Let me, let me, I'll help, let me, - II'll h let me, I'm pleading you - Please - Mister Watson! - I I'll buy a new one.
Please excuse me, the door was open.
Can I see Mr.
Sherlock Holmes? All right, but why do you think you will be the fifth victim, miss? Baker.
Elizabeth Baker.
As I said, Mr.
Holmes, this man follows me not for the first day, plus his look matches the descriptions in the newspapers.
He's short, chunky, about 30-35, and today when I was collecting my clothes from laundry I found this.
"Dear Elizabeth, you are the best this life has.
I'm asking for a date.
Don't hurry with the refusal, you will have time to say no.
You are young, beautiful, but not rich, but I'm experienced, consistent and also is not married.
I will wait for you on Friday at 10 o'clock in the evening near Spitalfields entrance.
No signature.
Well, Mr.
and Mrs.
Baker.
Now everything depends only on you.
I don't even know what to answer, Mr.
Holmes.
Maybe we can call the police? I think it's not a bad idea.
Bad.
As soon as the criminal sees a constable on the porch he will get scared and will run away, and everything looks like it's finished, but not for always.
For a while.
Any sensible parent can't allow his child to appear in bait for a murderer, Mr.
Holmes.
I understand.
Can I? That's one side, but from another side, but from another side, it's worse, Worse when feeling constant fear and unrest.
Why stretch the moment if everything is already decided? - Linda! - Henry! Well, if you guarantee the safety, gentlemen.
But! My daughter must mot experience anything bad.
I promise you that the worst won't happen.
Watson, tell.
Yes.
Wait, wait, it's not him, it's a port wench and her client.
And this one is ours.
Dammit, doctor, let him do his business, otherwise we won't have evidence.
- What is it? -Wait! Hold it! Careful, careful, let me.
Quiet-quiet-quiet-quiet.
Gentlemen, silence in the hall! Order! All rise! The court reads out the verdict.
Henry Thomas Calloway, the court finds you guilty and sentences you to death by hanging.
The verdict is final and not appealable and should be enforced during the day.
Read the "Chronicle"! Henry Thomas Calloway who committed four murders got sentenced to hang! The fifth victim has given her testimony! London can sleep better! Strange, but I even pity this man.
In the courtroom, almost all criminals are like children.
Especially at the moment of death sentence and believe me, Watson, I've seen such transformations when the sentence was positive.
Mr.
Holmes! Mr.
Holmes, I don't even know how to thank you.
You and your friend, if not for you I wouldn't - No need.
But still I'm grateful to you Mr.
Holmes.
Miss Baker, say hello to your parents from us, and we will definitely come with Mr.
Holmes to you for some tea.
We'll be happy to see you.
Bye.
Doctor, what are you writing the whole time? Why do you think so? Your hand is covered with ink.
So, today I've read in the newspaper about this murderer Calloway.
He looks like a true Capricorn.
It's great that he finally will be hanged.
These gentlemen from Scotland Yard can actually work when they want to do their job.
But they want it very rarely.
But I find it strange that the newspaper didn't have a portrait of this lady, Elizabeth Baker.
Poor thing suffered so bad it affected her looks.
You, Mrs.
Hudson, are very careful woman.
I'm indeed thinking of her for the whole day.
Get ready, Watson, get ready, we'll eat later.
Excuse me, where are we going? Patience, my friend, patience.
Holmes, you're calling for patience, but we're going god knows where, god knows why, in the night, I didn't even drink my tea.
But I'm driving you to the tea.
You promised to visit Miss Baker.
Yes, but it hasn't been two days yet, and also we're going without any warning.
Maybe they're already sleeping.
They don't.
My intuition tells me so.
- But then the light would be on and, I don't know.
It would if somebody would be living there.
- Strange.
- Watch the street.
Please.
Careful, Holmes.
Holmes! But Holmes! What are you looking for? Help, help.
What is it? "Lord George Stanley Maulbrey.
" It's something.
At least something.
Wait, wait, how you, how did you guess that it was there? I didn't guess, it's just a methodical search.
We got lucky, because I planned to stay here for the night.
What do you think, what is this visiting card doing here? Visiting card of the nominal chairman of the lord house George Maulbrey? First version: George Maulbrey was familiar with Bakers and during a visit to this house he accidentally dropped this card.
Even though Bakers were renting this flat, I think, for no more than two weeks, and Maulbrey died six weeks ago.
All the newspapers were writing about that.
But why two weeks? Considering the dust, nobody even went to that room.
Pictures were here on the wall.
Usually the wallpaper fades below the pictures, the squares should be dark.
Miss Baker's parents weren't present in the court.
So what? What is suspicious in that? Maybe they're ill, or If you had a daughter, John, and her life was threatened by some scoundrel, wouldn't you want to be present in court and watch how he's getting sentenced? Yes.
Yes, yes.
Yes, it's logical, yes.
The people who were hosting us are swindlers.
Yes? And all of this are decorations, so to full the two overweening idiots.
Wa- wait.
So this mistake can cost a life of the poor Calloway? - Wait - I think it already did.
No, but we can, of course, wake up the judge.
Don't hurry, doctor, destiny still runs faster than us.
Holmes, puzzle solving is the only thing that interests you, and a human's life? Nothing special? Away with? Tom Henry Calloway is such a distant person from me, so yes, he's just a part of the puzzle.
The things you say are just immoral.
Moral is the last refuge for the intellect.
Henry Thomas Calloway, you are charged with murder of Ann Bishop, Joyce Sundengrast, Lean Henderson, Mary Ringwelt, and also with attempted murder of Elizabeth Baker.
London city court in the face of 12 jurors, signatures are included, and the judge James Baker on the basis of article 12 of the criminal law of the kingdom sentences you to hanging.
- Gentlemen, I'm I'm an elderly man - Careful - I have an awful headache - The door Before meeting our lord, my son, tell me your last wish.
Where's the head of the prison? I'm judge Bradshaw.
These gentlemen have woken me up in the middle of the night, they wanted to come here.
Where's the head? 5.
30 in the morning, sir, the head is on the execution.
Lead me there.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: For thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: And I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
Amen.
That's not him! That's not him! - Are you to whom? - To Henry Thomas Calloway.
Sorry, sir, he's in the next room.
Sentence to enforce.
Wait! Stop the execution! So, you lost in cards.
What was the sum? Huge.
Really huge, 1200 pounds.
I would be better off to jump into the Thames straight away.
Why didn't you? Like this.
The fate sent me Mr.
Bernard Buckley.
Oh, what a person he was! It's a fiend from hell, this devil in human form.
Very literary.
Where did you meet? - With Mr.
Buckley? - Yes, with your devil.
At the exit of the gaming house.
So in the same evening? Yes, Mr.
Buckley proposed his help.
Excuse me, didn't it seem strange to you that an unknown man is suddenly proposing his help? 1200 pounds of debt, but when you are proposed - 1500.
Understand.
So to say, I understand, a drowning man is not always viewing the cleanliness of a helping hand Very right words.
You said it so right.
Mr.
Buckley proposed to follow 4 ladies, which I was successfully doing for 2 weeks, and he even paid a half of the agreed sum, 750 pounds.
What exactly were you doing? I followed the ladies like a shadow, quietly, and delivered information to Mr.
Buckley until these horrible events started happening and these four unfortunates were killed one after another.
But here you would even if not get scared, but at least ask yourself a question: Why did the ladies suffer such a horrible fate? Yes, I asked him the same question and even threatened to go to the police.
But he, of course, said that he won't give you the second part of the owed money and that you actually became an accomplice in all the crimes, and you better keep your mouth shut.
Yes.
Yes, exactly! Word for word.
Mr.
Buckley showed me a newspaper with crime news and the description of the murderer fit me to an inch.
The trap was sprung.
Yes.
And then I agreed to meet with the lady, Miss Elizabeth Baker.
My task was to charm her, to make her fall in love with me.
I was concerned since I'm not an Apollo at all, I wasn't sure if such a sweet and beautiful lady would be interested in me, but But suddenly she got interested.
Yes, and then Mr.
Calloway! - Miss Elizabeth! - Mr.
Calloway! - Miss Elizabeth, what's wrong? - Mister She began to tighten her scarf on her neck so strong that I, not a weak man at, all couldn't untie the knot.
The most important is that you held the ends of the knot, that way you were caught in the act.
Fine, the man to whom you lost - did you know him before? He introduced himself as Gilbert Roy.
Oh, he's a horrible man, I think he can commit a murder.
Where were you supposed to bring the money? To his house at Calverton Street 12.
Do you have by any chance the address of your employer Bernard Buckley? No, I'm telling you, he was a devil in human form, he was always appearing from nowhere and disappearing to nowhere as well.
Fine.
What did he look like? A bit shorter than you by 3-4 inches, about 40-45, lean, dark hair, brown eyes.
Pale? Long hands? - Right - Wears glasses with blue lenses? Yes.
Remember I told you that there's no such a criminal who can scare me? Except for one - Moriarty.
Robert Moriarty.
He's the evil genius, the professor of the criminal world, and believe me, Watson, he is quite worth this title.
Oh, so what, in the office of the prison's head you were describing the look of Moriarty? Murder of 4 girls is not his style, the aim is too small.
The professor is not from these primitive kind of murderers who kill only for their pleasure, there's something else.
Something he gathered a whole army around him: Elizabeth Baker, fake parents, the card player Gilbert Roy.
It's clear that this honest company doesn't work for him for nothing.
Why? Money? Do you remember Roy's address? Gilbert Roy Calverton Street 12.
Go there and I'll visit the relatives of the murdered ladies.
Good day, sir, are you Gilbert Roy? What the hell? There's a letter from your debtor Mr.
Calloway.
How come you have it? We were in the same prison cell, well, until he was Give me.
We don't work for free, sir, a shilling first.
Thank you, Mrs.
Rincolt, you are very kind.
Can I? The will of the lord Maulbrey is still not found! Read the latest news! As far as I know, Mrs.
Rincolt, all these dresses were sewn in.
Francois Poulles' workshop.
And every dress has its own umbrella.
Yes, for a poor lady, your niece was very decently dressed.
I told her it won't end well.
I don't know where Mary got the money for all this attire.
Damn girl has gotten completely out of hand for the past time.
My poor silly girl.
Please accept my condolences one more time, Mr.
Bishop.
She was the kindness itself.
Not long before her death she gave me this pipe.
- Can I? - Yes, yes and a fine tobacco set.
Dorwood's special, not cheap for your circle.
The will of the lord Maulbre is still not found! Read the latest news! Excuse me.
Thank you, sir, you're helped me so much.
you know, it's mine.
Really? Please give the cigar back.
What next! It's my cigars, I found it.
I understand.
Take it.
One pound and deal.
- A pound? - A pound.
And deal.
A pound.
One second.
The will of the lord Maulbre is still not found! - Thank you.
- Read the latest news! The will of the lord Maulbre is still not found! Read the latest news! Sir! Sir! Police, take him! Stop! Got you! Drag him to the station! I might surprise you, Mr.
Holmes, but my late sister and I were twins.
But Joyce always had something, something special about her and I was always jealous of her.
But with Joyce's death my jealousy has died as well.
Sometimes, Mr.
Holmes, we should thank the lord for his miserliness.
You have a very precise hand for a common lady your thoughts are very deep.
Thank you.
You asked me about unusual.
In the last 2 years she started driving around in carriages, buying expensive things, and a month before her death she spent all her savings.
Well, it has an explanation.
A rich lover, plus an elderly one.
He said to her that he was going to make a will.
As far as I know this man was one of the richest people in Britain.
Lord Maulbrey! More than anything else in the world, Mr.
Holmes, I wanted to be present at this scoundrel Calloway's execution.
I'm afraid, Miss Sundengrast, Calloway's execution won't close your sister's case.
You think the case is not disclosed yet? I can't say anything to you now.
You were present in the court.
Of course, of course.
Do you remember suffering Miss Baker? Very well.
The thing is that for some unknown reasons Miss Baker's portrait wasn't saved in any newspaper reports.
You are an artist.
Of course, I I definitely will draw her portrait.
You are very kind.
Tell me, Mr.
Kibby, did you get enough for your silence? I don't understand you, Mr.
Roy.
Do not blackmail us, Mr.
Kibby.
What is this? This is lord Maulbrey's visiting card which you have sent me with some ragamuffin.
I didn't send anything to you.
You are wrong, Mr.
Roy.
This ragamuffin said that the card was from Calloway, but Calloway didn't know lord Maulbrey and he didn't know anything about the will.
He didn't know anything at all, this fool Calloway.
I you're mistaken, Mr.
Roy.
God dammit you, Mr.
Roy, you and your Mr.
Buckley and your damn girl Baker, damn my greed, I already regret that I had business with you.
My advice to you, Mr.
Kibby, is do not regret anything.
Otherwise we can understand you wrong.
- Gregson! - Yes, sir.
- Release Watson.
- Wilkinson! - Yes, sir.
- Bring his personal belongings.
So, John Watson, you are released from the prison on bail.
Questions? No questions.
Here are your things, please sign this, sign.
Holmes, you are in time as usual.
Oh, you've missed Gilbert Roy.
I'll explain.
There's no use for your explanations.
Not really.
Maybe it's not the one you wanted, but Good bye, doctor.
The Royal Caribbean.
Moriarty.
Where did you get it? It fell off Gilbert Roy's window.
Only in the "Chronicle"! The latest news! Only in the "Chronicle"! The will of the lord Maulbrey disappeared! The latest news! Only in the "Chronicle"! The latest news! Only in the "Chronicle"! I spoke with the relatives of our dead beauties and you know, I understood that none of them were coming not from really wealthy families.
In the last times they lived on unaffordable sums, it means all of them had a rich lover.
A coincidence can happen once, maybe twice, maybe thrice, but not four and five times! Considering the fact that Mr.
Maulbre's card was found in Miss Baker's house.
- I think all of them had the same lover.
- Maulbrey.
Exactly.
Think yourself: A widower, no children, why not leave his fortune to five beauties who made the last years of his life brighter? And Miss Baker? And Miss Baker.
Miss Baker, doctor, she's an accomplice of this clever crime.
If her name is in the will it means she becomes the only heiress of the entire fortune, you understand? We have to visit with the notary who made the will, Robert Kibby.
Yeah, notary.
He learned everything from the newspapers, but didn't do anything.
So he's either frightened or bribed.
I'll ask Lestrade to put you in jail once a week with the criminals, thiefs, all these madmen because it's very effectively wakes up your intellect.
Yes? I need to send this parcel.
Here's the address, please.
Sign here.
- Here.
- Yes, thanks.
Take it.
Please.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you.
- Thank you.
- Have a good day.
Buy the newspaper! Buy the newspaper! What a surprise.
Mr.
Kibby! Mr.
Kibby, if I'm not mistaken What's up with him? - Killed! Killed! - Call a doctor! Doctor! Doctor! Let me.
Police on the way.
Step aside, all step aside, do not create panic.
Mr.
Holmes, how are you always in time? Your independence is there for me! How dare you to intervene Calloway's case? On what basis did his execution get canceled? On the basis that Calloway is innocent Calloway pleaded himself guilty, he signed the investigation's conclusions.
After a good portion of hits to his ribs.
Are you charging me of torturing? He told you the truth, but for some reason you didn't listen to it.
Calloway lied.
That's it, the case is closed, he will be hanged today.
If your agencies tell the journalists that Calloway is alive, he will be dead even without you.
He will be strangled today in the prison cell.
And who will do it, if I may ask? Moriarty.
Moriarty? Who is this Moriarty? Holmes, this is your opium nonsense.
There's no such man in any police files of the world, not according to Bertillon, nor Galton.
In general, the whole picture will be showed after the autopsy, but it can be seen now that it's a poison.
Pricked with something sharp, probably a poisoned needle.
Right here.
Holmes, where's the murder weapon? You can search me.
Bython, arrest him.
Yes, sir.
I propose a deal to you.
Look, if you announce to everyone Calloway was hanged and promise that he will stay alive until the end of my investigation, I will share some valuable information with you.
So you said that Kibby was eliminated as an accomplice? Only as a witness.
And where is the evidence of his connection with the criminals? Promise that Calloway will live.
Promise that you will keep silent for at least two days.
Yes, goddamit you, yes.
You will find the evidence in Maulbrey's will.
I think it's kept in the office.
- Gregson! - Yes, sir.
Immediately go to the prosecutor and get a search warrant for Kibby's office.
Yes, sir.
Apart from that I would find out everything about that girl Elizabeth Baker, she's an accomplice for sure.
Yes, and I would also search for her ake parents at the London theatres.
- Gregson! - Yes, sir.
Are you still here? Heard it? - Yes.
- Do it.
- Yes, sir.
Yes, and also I would search everything about the past of a man called Gilbert Roy.
What Gilbert Roy? And if I were you I would do it in the first place.
You aren't in a place to give orders, Holmes.
You are a consultant, you're discrediting the institution of the law enforcement.
I would've put you in jail a long time ago, but you have powerful protectors.
My only protector is the truth.
And you're the last instance of it? Why last? - Next to last.
- That's right.
The last instance is me! Actually I meant the queen.
Firstly me, then the queen.
- Bython.
- Yes.
Take them off.
What are these tricks, Mr.
Holmes? I will take away the key from the back door from you again.
Yes, but you know it well that I have a latchkey.
I'll change the lock! Do not talk nonsense.
You know very well that I have latchkeys for every lock.
Can I ask one question? Tell me, did anybody come? Happily not, Mr.
Holmes.
Nothing was brought to me? This is a second question already.
Let's go, doctor.
I think I'll go to bed, Holmes.
I assure you, you won't get to your bed today.
Our train to Bristol departs at quarter to twelve.
Bristol? Yes, right after the court this man redeemed all the daguerreotypes and pictures of Miss Baker, but we got lucky.
An artist from Punch remembered his customer and reproduced his appearance.
God dammit, Holmes, this guy was at Gilbert Roy.
It's not just a guy, it's a nephew of the late lord Maulbrey, Henry Maulbrey.
He's your client by the way, suffers from heart disease, and just a subtle nature overall.
Excuse me, where did you get my wallet? While you were unsuccessfully chasing after Gilbert Roy, Rat Pit followed Henry and found out that he bought a night train ticket to Bristol.
Why does he need to go there? Obviously to meet with the accomplice and the only witness of this crime rolled into one - Miss Baker.
Are you sure? Sorry, Holmes, I think it was a bit more.
Subtract the cost of the tickets from there, that's the first thing.
Secondly Secondly mertsius! A poison of an Australian frog.
He doesn't have any companions.
Don't look like this, he'll notice.
A train to Bristol departs in 15 minutes.
- Do you have your gun? - Yes.
Hide your face.
What are going to do? Quiet! Forgive me, Elizabeth.
I'm not going to participate in such things Mr.
Cissy! I want help from you, support! Forgive, forgive me, my love, forgive me and farewell! If you're going to scream I'll shoot through your head! Shoot! You you who are you? We're interested in your uncle's will.
Do you want to share? I see you're not badly knowledgeable, but you don't know one thing.
He left a miserably small part for me in his will.
I'll call the police.
And then we'll kill you.
You you don't look like murderers.
Who looks like one? Do you look like a person who killed four innocent ladies? I I I I didn't kill anybody.
Mary Ringvelt, Ann Bishop, Joyce Sundengrast, Lean Henderson.
I don't know who are talking about.
If you want, I'll pay you.
A train to Bristol departs in 10 minutes.
A good silencer, nobody will hear the shot.
A train to Bristol departs soon.
Bernard Buckley and Roy, that's them who killed these ladies with somebody from their friends.
Why? Old fart left a miserable sum for me, and divided the rest between five of his mistress.
It's written in the will, that if somebody won't be able to inherit it, the rest will get it.
They killed these ladies so everything would go in single hands, all 450 thousand.
So who is this only heir? Elizabeth Baker.
But they frightened her.
They frightened, and said that if she won't help them they'll kill her.
Why didn't she call the police then? She wanted to, but they said, they'll kill me as well.
Who are you to her? The thing is that me and Elizabeth are lovers.
Good Elizabeth! So she was having a romance with you and with your uncle? Yes, but she didn't love him.
It was it was a necessary decision.
What necessary decision? It's linked to her parents' illness.
The thing is that the care and medicine are very expensive.
Have you ever seen her parents? Yes.
Yes, her father couldn't get off the bed and her mother, it was something with her leg.
Do you know me? No.
No.
I'm Sherlock Holmes, a private detective.
This is doctor Watson.
I really pity you.
Your life is in danger.
You got into the hands of rogues, swindlers.
Are you going to Miss Baker? Not your business.
You are going to get married, going to honeymoon.
Where? Maybe, for example, to Australia, hm? They'll kill you exactly there.
The thing no.
They'll make it look like an accident and your 50 thousand pounds will go to Elizabeth Baker's 450 thousand, and she'll become a princess.
Not your business.
Write.
Write down that you know.
I'm ready.
But here? How? The police.
We'll need to get to the police first.
Daddy! Daddy! Write write! Doctor, do something about the children.
Eeeeh, so, children, children, you are way too loud! Can you Where's our daddy? But how do I know where's your daddy? Write write write.
But we were told us he waits here.
Who told you? One gentleman.
Write! And where is he? There.
Fine, let's go.
Go and show me the guv.
Where've you been? We've been in the forest In the forest? Fine, let's go.
Ladies and gentlemen, a train to Bristol departs in 5 minutes.
Write write.
Watson? Write! Write! John, take a gun! Write write write! John, there's something in his scarf! Write write! John, are you alright? Write, Maulbrey, write, you're safe.
Maulbrey? Doctor, come here! Maulbrey! Maulbrey! What's wrong with him? Dead.
Look for the spike.
Quiet quiet quiet quiet quiet don't move! Here's the spike.
Quiet quiet quiet quiet.
Looks like he died from a heart attack.
Maybe we'll call the police.
No, it will take too much time.
We need to hurry Where? The train is departing soon To Bristol? Not bad, we'll mess up everything for Moriarty.
Maulbrey is gone.
But Miss Baker is left.
Ladies and gentlemen, a train to Bristol is departing.
And we know where to find her! Bristol.
Good day, daughter.
Didn't expect us? We came without warning.
We're missing you so much, so much.
What's wrong with you, Bet? Are you not happy? Hug your mother.
I'm warning you, if you want to make money off me you'll rather appear in the grave before the time comes.
You've played your role, you got enough for it.
I won't give any money to you.
Daughter Don't call me daughter! If you call me like this again I'll call my friends! Do you mean us, Miss Baker? I'm holding you Holmes! Don't! Don't disturb me, doctor.
Miss Baker, I can release your hand in any moment.
If you refuse to help the investigation I will do it immediately! Alive you're only interesting to us as a witness.
I don't want to get hanged! I promise you, if you'll tell the truth your life will be saved.
What is it you promising? Oh, sorry, Miss Baker, farewell.
Stop! Hell with you, I agree! Do you want some excellent German drops for your flu? I do.
Your message forced me to go out in poor health and with a temperature, while also dragging these stupid actors with me.
Oh, you won't regret the results.
That's it, sir senior inspector.
Thank you.
As I understand, Mr.
and Mrs.
Lucian are free now.
Dammit, Holmes, stop giving orders! At any moment Miss Baker's friend will be here.
So Let's agree about the signals.
If it's getting dangerous, say "It's becoming stuffy in here.
".
If the danger is still increasing, say "Let's open the window.
" and open it.
And if it becomes really dangerous, you just scream.
Who's there? It's me.
I was expecting you earlier.
Something happened? Be quiet for a moment, love.
What's in there? Same as here - a hotel room.
Get ready.
What? We're leaving.
Listen, Gilbert, we didn't arrange it like that with you and Mr.
Buckley.
Tomorrow I'm marrying Maulbrey, then we take the ship to Australia, I have the tickets It's canceled.
I took care of everything.
What do you mean "took care of everything"? Henry Maulbrey is gone.
Explain.
Are you not in on it yet, Miss Lonegan? No.
It's so stuffy in here Do you really not know anything? Listen, Gilbert don't play dumb, tell me now! This is the the Miss Lonegan I know.
Why did he say Lonegan? So they've not contacted you? Puzzles again? I'm talking about Holmes and his friend.
The professor was right.
Maulbrey couldn't have told them, otherwise they would be here already Pack up, Meg, don't just stand here.
I won't move a finger until you tell me where we are going.
We need to go back to hiding until we get rid of the sleuths and find the lord's will.
You know, we've searched Kibby's office - nothing.
But where's Mr.
Buckley? A very bad question, love.
I'm starting to think that the sleuths contacted you.
Think whatever you want.
I don't give a damn about Mr.
Buckley in general, but where's Jim? Oh love, if you only knew how amazing you look when you're angry.
Why is it like that? All these pampered aristocratic pricks had a taste of you, but not me.
You're burning up, Gilbert, we need to open the window.
Nobody's stopping you.
Come here! Lestrade, it's the signal! Very quickly block the entrance! Break the door! Three, four! Three, four! He's there! Take him! Leave it to doctor.
Doctor, shoot.
Shoot! Actually I heal people.
Stop! What, already tired? That's it! It's empty.
Look for him.
Yes, of course there was a temptation not to shoot in his legs But then I wouldn't understand you.
There's no place for emotions in solving crimes.
But there's a place for facts, logic, witnesses, accomplices, preferably alive.
Yes, a good day's start.
Two constables killed, the only witness died.
You clearly can't get much from that, can you? So? On what sort of evidence should I review Calloway's case? This is a signed testimony of Henry Maulbrey, which he managed to give before his death.
I hope it will be enough for you to free Calloway and put into jail the main perpetrator Gilbert Roy.
Well, take it and we'll be going now.
Have a good day.
No, but still I don't understand, why did he need to kill this Elizabeth Baker? She's the only legal heiress of this half a million fortune, how can they get it without her now, hm? It means where's someone else Who? Who? The secret lies within the pages of the will of lord Maulbrey.
Oh, a subpoena from Ronald Fitzpatrick, they obviously want to thank us for the work.
The tobacco smells really great, let me try.
Eh, no.
Holmes, let's do this: Right now I'll get another pipe for you and teach you how to smoke it properly.
Don't.
No no no, how to keep the right temperature.
Don't, doctor, I understood.
Very complicated.
No, dear Holmes, no.
It's not an easy business.
Now now.
Very complicated.
But wait wait.
Watson! "Dear Mr.
Holmes, many of my clients spoke of you as of a man with incredible talents and crystal clear honesty.
It's known that you are an ardent supporter of justice.
Mr.
Holmes, I appeared to be sucked into a fraud, the victims of which became so" Wait, not this "coveted the money, so this way I turned from a silent observer to an accomplice of the crime" Read! Read, doctor! Read the signature.
Signature: Notary.
Notary Robert Kibby.
The lost will of lord Maulbrey is found! Who is inheriting the fortune? Read the latest news! "Chronicle", sir! What if they don't come? If they don't come today, they'll come tomorrow.
We've been stuck here all day already.
Good day, Mr.
Holmes.
Miss Elen! What a surprise! Please.
Thank you, thank you.
How did you find me? Mrs.
Hudson was very kind.
Oh, yes.
Give it to me.
Thank you.
Maybe you could introduce us? Of course.
Doctor Watson.
Senior inspector of Scotland Yard Lestrade.
Scotland Yard.
Why did you come? Your request.
What? Oh, of course.
Sorry Here.
I worked hard on this.
You've worked too hard.
Jane Lonegan.
What? This is the missing link.
What? In front of you, here's the sister of Mathilda Lonegan and Lean Lonegan who are also known as Joyce Sundengrast and Elizabeth Baker, and she's also the heiress of the huge lord Maulbrey's fortune.
I liked you from the very start.
Sadly, I liked you too.
Stop, stop, I don't get it.
Australia! What a wonderful distant country Australia! Did your sister Mathilda come back from Australia? I don't have any sister named Mathilda.
Now you don't - she's been killed.
My friend, an Australian detective, sent me an answer for my request yesterday, and it cleared up many things.
For example? For example, the presence of the air gun with poisoned darts which your friend was spitting to his left and right, and finally the bracelet pattern.
It's unlikely for an artist to remember such tiny details from just a glance.
Your accuracy has been your undoing.
Accuracy! Let's play? No, I don't play.
No, you do.
You do, but on a bigger scale, when there's at least a half a million pounds at stake.
I would like to see the will, Mr.
Holmes.
Your late father's will? Yes, the will of my late father lord Maulbrey.
But you don't have it, Mr.
Holmes, that's why you're bluffing and blaming me for the murders that I had nothing to do with.
Can I ask you a question? Yes, of course.
"Lonegan" is yours mothers' name? Yes.
And why did the lord refuse to acknowledge you? That's because he was a lord and my mother was just a beautiful woman without family and connections.
What a scary woman you are.
When you found out that your father is going to give his all fortune to his mistress you immediately called your stepsisters and put them into his bed.
They jumped there themselves when they found out about the money.
And they killed themselves as well? And Henry Maulbrey? And notary Kibby? I didn't touch any of them, so be careful when blaming me, Mr.
Holmes.
You organized it so well.
Doctor, could you please give me the will? Give it.
Please, read.
Let everyone be happy for you.
"I, lord Maulbrey, declare that in case of refusal of the heritage, or impossibility of inheriting it for one, some, or all of the heirs listed listed above, my entire heritage passes to the person who is my closest relative" Congratulations.
Now read this.
What is it? Also a will, but dated later than that one.
"I, lord Maulbrey, declare that in case of refusal of the heritage or impossibility of inheriting it for one, some or all of the heirs listed above my entire heritage is transferred for full disposal to the monastery and the orphanage of St.
Patrick.
" Signed: John Maulbrey.
Let it be.
You won't prove it anyway.
We will.
In Bristol, we heard your sister talking with mr.
Roy.
Her words revealed that it was you who planned the murder of Henry Maulbrey.
It's enough to put you in jail! Leave me! No no no nooo.
More.
Interesting thing: Why do I always want to drink something stronger after such situations, not something reasonable? Like whiskey, for example.
Yes yes yes nerves nerves.
And you're wrong.
The case is closed.
I don't have anything to think of.
Tell me, Watson.
Do women love secrets? Who are talking about? All of them love danger, and she does as well.
She would love you even more for that.
Listen, Sherlock, she doesn't love me at all.
Where did you get your "more" from? She's waiting for a move from you, for a clear move.
Believe me, I know women.
Well if you do, why aren't you married still? Do you smell it? The smell of cigars.
What cigars? Well, Sherlock, all cigars smell the same.
Yes, but not these ones.
"The Royal Caribbean.
" You wished to see me, Miss Lonegan.
What for? I had another accomplice.
Of course, you couldn't plan such an operation bu yourself.
He planned and arranged it all.
Find him, Mr.
Holmes.
His name is Bernard Buckley.
Moriarty.
The Mistress of lord Maulbrey.