The Secret of Sherlock Holmes - starring Jeremy Brett & Edward Hardwicke (1989) - AUDIO ONLY

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Who's that?

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The circumstances which led to my first

meeting with Sherlock Holmes, a meeting

which was to change and shape my life

are of no consequence except to say that

I had been serving as an army doctor in

the second Afghan war. I was wounded and

dispatched home in frail health. For 9

months, I stayed in a private hotel in

the Strand, leaving a comfortless,

meaningless existence, and spending as

much money as I had, considerably more

freely than I ought. So alarming did the

state of my finances become, that I soon

realized that I must either leave the

metropolis and rusticate somewhere in

the country, or make a complete

alteration to my style of living. I was

without the kid or a kid to conserve me

and therefore I was I suppose as free as

air.

>> For as free as an army pension of 11

shillings at six pence a day will permit

a man to be. Watson tell the truth.

>> Oh as much of it as your gullible public

can digest.

We will not skirt around.

>> Your gallant contribution to that

disasters.

>> My part in it was insignificant.

>> Pointed assistant surgeon to the fifth

north umberland fuseliers.

You arrived in Bombay to find the second

Afghan war had broken out.

You made your way to the passes deep

into enemy territory. You reached

Kandahar by a miracle. Took up your

duties. You were dispatched to join the

Verses just in time for the fatal battle

of Maywan.

You were struck in the shoulder by a

Jezeale bullet which shattered the bone,

brazed the subcler

the murderous gazes. But for the courage

and devotion shown by your orderly, what

was his name?

>> Murray.

>> Murray.

who threw you across a pack horse and

brought you safely to the British lines.

>> It is recorded. I have recorded

>> that phrase that you used in your

account to describe the London you found

on your return. Great.

>> Oh, don't you remember that great

cesspool

into which all the iders and lounges of

the empire irresistibly dread.

>> I said that.

>> And since I've never known you to make a

dishonest observation in your life, it

was the truth.

Oh, no. The fact is

the man I met at the chemical laboratory

of Bart's Hospital was pedalless,

exhausted and deeply disillusioned.

>> It was Stanford who introduced us, was

it not?

>> Yes, he warned me against you.

>> I can't think why. I scaredly knew the

fellow. He'd seen you in the dissecting

room beating the subject with a stick to

verify how far bruises may be produced

after death.

the enthusiasm of you.

>> Now, I've always had a passion for

death, but at an exact knowledge.

>> Holmes was looking for someone to go

half with him in some lodgings he had

found which were too much for his purse.

>> No.

Do you mind the smell of strong tobacco?

>> Oh, no, no, no. I I always smoke ships

myself.

>> That's good enough.

My children have chemicals and I

occasionally do experiments. Would that

annoy you?

>> Why don't we?

>> What are my other shortcomings? That is

my show.

>> I sometimes fall into the coms, so I

don't speak for days on end. You mustn't

think I'm sulky when I do that. Just

leave me alone.

I'll soon be all right.

And uh please

What do you have to confess?

Just as well for two fellows to get a

little worse to one another, but while

they start living together.

>> I get I get up at all sorts of

extraordinary hours that I'm uh

extremely lazy. Oh, when I uh object to

rats, my uh nerves are shaking.

>> You should the violin in your category

of rounds?

>> Violin? Well, that depends upon the

player. A well played violin is a treat

for the gods. A badly played one.

>> Oh, that's all right.

Whether we can consider the matter

settling if the rooms are agreeable. You

can manage the terms. Yes, indeed.

>> Oh,

>> you've been in Afghanistan.

>> Yeah.

>> A duce. Did you know that? Well, my

reasoning tells me that here is a gentle

man of a medical type and with the a of

a military man, clearly an army doctor.

Then he has just come from the tropics,

but his face is dark, but that is not

the natural tint of his skin for his

wrists up there. He has seen hardship

and sickness,

and his left shoulder has been wounded.

Now, where are the tropics? Could an

English army doctor have seen such

hardship and got self wounded clearly in

Afghanistan? That's wonderful. That's

common.

>> The whole thought did not occupy a set.

>> How do you put these uh powers to to

use?

>> It's my tray.

>> Trade?

>> I'm a consulting detective.

>> Cuz I earn my bread and sheep.

>> Oh, like um Edra and Pup.

>> To per

>> Yeah.

>> I suppose you think you're complimented.

with a very inferior child. That trick

it is for breaking in on a friend's

thought with a clever remark. So, so we

had some analytical genius

>> as much as per yet to imagine.

>> Have you read Gabborio's works?

How the [ __ ] come up with your idea of

>> the [ __ ] Miserable.

>> That book it made you positively ill. If

you took six months to identify an

unknown poison, I could have done it in

24 hours.

>> Home.

>> Do you think me impertinate if I put

your gifts to a more severe test?

I have here a watch which recently came

into my possession.

Would you do me the kindest to give an

opinion as to the uh character or habits

of the late Odin?

There is hardly any data. It has

recently been cleaned.

>> Yes.

>> Yes.

Subject to your correction, I would say

that it belonged to your elder brother,

who inherited it from your father, HW,

who has been dead these many years.

Your brother was left with good

prospects,

but he threw away his chances, live for

some time in poverty with occasional

short intervals of prosperity,

until finally taking to drink, he died.

That is all I can gather.

>> That is unworthy of you, Holmes. You

have made inquiries into the history of

my

unhappy rub. It was Stampin, wasn't it?

And now you pretend to deduce this

knowledge in some fanciful way. It is

not kind.

And to speak plain, it has a touch of

charlatanism about it. My dear doctor, I

trade your forgiveness view in the

matter as an abstract problem. I forgot

how personal and painful a thing it

might be to you. However, I do assure

you I didn't even know that you had a

brother until you handed me that watch.

If you will look at it more closely, you

will see

the

it is cut and marked all over from the

habit of keeping it next to coins and

keys in the same pocket. Thus, your

brother was cans. The watch is worth,

shall we say, 50 guineies. So he was

well provided for. Now if you will look

at the inup date,

you will see that it does carry the mark

of a pawn broker. Look at those

thousands of scratches around the

keyhole. What an key could have scored

those grooves. And yet you'll never find

a drunkard's watch without them. He

winds it at night to leave those traces

of his trembling hand.

The watch is now in your possession. So

the poor fellow must have died. I mean,

where is the mystery in all of this?

>> That's wonderful, smart, it's

elementary.

May you'll learn my methods, Watson, in

time.

What is the use of having brains in my

profession? I know that I have it in to

make my name famous.

No man has ever lived who brought the

same amount of study and natural talent

to the art of detection which I have

done. What the result? But in a crime is

no criminal these days. It's true that

most of some bugling villain with a

motive so hard scout that even a

Scotland detective could see through it.

>> You no playing rugby for Black Heat was

my maid's 40th year. For the first week

or so, we had no corpus, and I concluded

that Holmes was as friendless as I

myself were. I soon found I was

mistaken, however, when a stream of

nondescript individuals began to arrive

at odd hours.

One little ratfaced, dark eyed fellow

introduced to me as Mr. Lra, he came

three or four times. Then I remember

there was a gay-haired Sidi man looking

like a Jewish pred. He was closely

followed by a slipshot elderly woman

trading a lame whip whip. All of them

preventing me the use of my own city.

>> They are my clients.

>> Would you mind leading the room for an

officer?

>> The next thing I noticed in those early

deaths was that Hol's ignorance was as

remarkable as his knowledge.

>> Watson is very well read. He can quote

anything from contemporary.

>> Upon my quoting Thomas Cara, he inquired

in the naivest way what crime he had

committed. He is very wellformed about

the capernic theory.

>> I surprised reached the climax when I

found him to be ignorant of the

capernican theory and the composition of

the solar system.

>> Whereas I have no knowledge of such that

any human being in the 19th century

should not be aware that the earth

travels around the sun appeared to me to

be such an extraordinary fact I could

hardly believe.

>> But you see, Watson, I consider a man's

brain to be like a little empty at.

And you must stock it with such

furniture as you choose. I drew up a

list.

>> Holmes, his limitations.

>> Knowledge of literature, nil.

Philosophy, nil. Astronomy, nil.

Politics, feeble. Botony, variable, well

up in Belladona. Opium and poisons

generally. Only a fool picks in all the

lumb knows nothing of practical garden.

Knowledge of geology practical but

limited. Tells at a glass. Different

soils from each It's a mistake to think

that little attic room has elastic

walls.

>> Knowledge of chemistry profound anatomy

accurate but unsistatic.

>> It is essential therefore not to have

the useless fats. Bring out the yeastful

one.

>> He is familiar with 42 different

impressions of bicycle time.

>> His knowledge of sensational literature

immense appears to know every detail of

every horror perpetrated in the center.

Plays the violin well. is an expert

single stick player, boxer, swordsman,

and has a good practical knowledge of

British law.

>> You see, he lists all my virtues ignores

his own.

>> But the solar system,

>> what about it, Watson? I mean, now that

you told me, I should do my best to

forget it.

>> Forget it?

>> Nothing around the sun.

>> Yes.

>> If we run around on the moon, it will

not make a penny worth of difference to

me or my work.

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When I first discovered his habit,

I was appalled.

Being a medical man, I knew knew the

damage which brought more perils, my

friend, than all the storms of his

tempestuous life. Yet

I found I lacked the courage to profess.

Again and again, I registered a vow that

I would deliver my soul upon the

subject.

Without

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Watson, I would have been dead

within two years.

A man needs a companion. He cannot sit

alone.

With his silent reproaches, his hurt

look. Watson controlled my addiction

and our walks, our conversations,

the sheer breath of the enthusiasm of

his mind on any manner of subjects kept

me sane.

When the black fits were upon me,

there never was a better friend.

And I treated him abominably.

>> Watson, congratulate me. I'm engaged to

be married.

>> I congratulations to who?

>> The Milton's housemmaid. I needed

information.

>> I've gone. You've gone too far. knows

the most necessary step. I'm a plumber

with a rising business escort my name. I

walked with them and I talked to the

heavens those door.

One must pay much cards as best one can

when such a stake is off the table.

However, I do rejoice to tell you that I

do have a hated rival who will cut me

out the moment my back is turned.

Ah, what a splendid mind it is.

There was only one woman in Hol's life.

Her name was Irana Adler.

She was an opera singer from New Jersey.

This was to a king

and quite one of the most ravishing

beauties I have ever seen.

Oh, it was not that Holmes felt any

emotion a king's love for. For a trained

reasoner to admit such intrusions likely

to throw doubt upon all his mental

results.

But whenever he speaks of her

or refers to her photograph,

it is always under the honorable title

of the woman.

>> Watson.

>> Mhm.

>> These little records you keep of our

cases.

I cannot congratulate you upon them.

>> Detection is or should be an exact

science and should be treated in the

same cold and emotional manner. You have

attempted things romantic in me which

has much the same effect as if it were a

love story of the is the fifth

proposition of future.

>> At the beginning I seem to remember you

complimenting me on my honest

observation.

>> What you see what your end commits to

paper two different things.

>> You have me describing warps and all.

Really homes I think this attack is

quite unjustified.

I have brought you in front of a wide

public, demonstrated an insatiable

appetite for your adventures, and they

keep clamoring for more.

But at least my words have done to bring

you to the attention of the most

powerful and the most in need.

I have created your business for you.

>> Oh yes. Would they know Sherlock Holmes?

>> Would they know Baker Street? my

publication once. You're far too

sensitive.

>> You cannot take a soup stall.

>> Well, can you hope can you would you

have me record your failure?

>> What then?

>> Was a joke.

>> Your value to me is inestimable. You're

right. China. But when my brain is

inactive and not seen, I cannot help

myself.

How you have stuck it out these many

years, I shall never know.

>> I stick it out, old man, because like

you, I have to make the living.

But he was right. Oh, yes, he was right.

You see, times are hard.

Well, we are reaching the end of a

century

where the rich get richer and the poor

become ever more neglected.

We'll see what's in sea. Those ragged

little street urchins. Not the

scarecrows.

I mean, look at their naked feet and

their eager, expectant faces.

It's monsters.

Monsters.

What a cheery thing it is to leave

London by any of these lines which run

high. The lines which look down upon the

thousands.

>> What's there clappose those isolated

clumps? The uh board scooter the

lighouses my boy beers of the future

capsules with hundreds of little bright

seeds in out of which will spring the

wiser better England of the future never

ceases to amaze. Hol's unexpected

breadth of vision and compassion so

unworldly is your so propicious that he

frequently refuses help to the powerful

and wealthy where the problem makes no

appeal to his simple wild. He will

devote weeks of intense application

some humble clap worse.

Oh, sorry. Miles away. Did you say

something?

>> You called me.

>> I mean, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

whoa.

>> The cruelty of parents to their

children.

My brother and I, forced by accepted

convention of upbringing, into such a

frosted, trapped, inhibited, dark corner

that we could not even communicate with

each other.

My father

absent

though never far away. I heard his

voice, his step, and I sketched

exchanged a word with him until I was

12.

And mother poor creature starred in

affection.

If I never heard her cry,

not one.

Her boys chopped away in the care of a

nurse.

Oh, that vicious reverse

on that house.

The terror of silence.

What? My ancestors were country squire

and seem to have lived a life that is

natural to that path. Now my faculties

with observation and deduction may have

come from my grandmother who is a sister

of verde

>> the French artist. Oh art and the blood

is liable to take the strangest forms.

>> How do you know that it's hereditary?

>> Because my brother Mike possesses it to

the larger degree than I do.

>> Your brother? Oh, I didn't know you had

a brother or or relations of any sort.

And to acknowledge a brother who is your

superior.

>> You know, I cannot agree with those that

rank modesty among the virtues. When I

say that my brother Moff has better

powers of observation than I, you may

take it that I'm speaking with exact and

literal truth.

>> Or does he use the house for detective

work?

>> Well, the art of detection began and

ended in reasoning from an armed chair.

My brother would be the greatest

criminal agent that ever lived. But he

has no ambition, no energy.

>> What is his profession?

>> He works for the British government.

>> Sometimes we might occasionally say that

he is the British government.

>> No, it's the truth. What's he has the

greatest capacity for stoalling facts of

any man living? I listen

ministers depend upon my brother.

>> Time and time again his word has decided

the last honestly. But my brother is

and yet his fixes into a salary of a

mere £450 a year. He will receive

neither honor nor title and yet remains

the most indispensable man of the

country. Now you see that little doorway

over there? Well,

>> oh yes, yes,

>> that is the entrance to the Dioynes

club.

>> The the Dioynes club? I I cannot recall

the name.

>> It contains some of the most unsociable

and uncloable men in London.

>> No member is permitted to take the least

notice of any other. No talking is

permitted under any circumstances, save

the strangers room. My brother was a

founder member

and I have myself found it a very

soothing atmosphere.

>> Is your brother there now? Oh, he's

always there every evening between a4 to

5 and 20 minutes to 8.

>> When am I permitted to meet him?

>> Too late, Watson. It's just 5.

>> He must have been a remarkable boy to

have grown up with. Your household must

have been extremely alive with

intellectual pursuit.

How much one conceives

from a friend,

even a friend as close to me as Watson,

how much one covers up.

Oh, it was Watson. It was vividly alive.

>> It pleases me when Hose feels he can

talk frankly about himself. It removes

the impression he gives to others and to

myself I confess at times that he is an

isolated phenomenon. A brave without a

heart as deficient in human sympathy as

he is preeminent in intelligence.

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Oh, Watson,

you come at a crisis.

If this remains blue, all is well.

If it turns red means a man's light

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face to backwards, slipper quite a

common place for murders.

So you must be better.

>> You are the stormy pet of kind. Watson,

what is it?

>> I'm engaged to be married. Hope

>> to Mary Morris.

>> Oh, well, if you remember, she uh lost

her fortune.

>> But I may ask her if you feel

sufficiently recovered in your deals in

Afghanistan to be able to contemplate

that from it.

>> Oh, you must take credit for that. It is

my acquaintance with you that has

revived my spirit. Dr.

>> Yes. Yes.

>> You'll be leaving Bisby speak well

national.

>> You know that for some time I've had a

hankering after return to medicine and I

managed to secure a practice.

>> The practice needs a wife.

>> It held this.

>> Oh excellent. Really calls for a

celebration.

>> What shall I bring her over?

>> This do will take the dear sweet

creature to common garden.

>> It's a vagina night.

Well, naturally I have discovered my

role as well and frequent companion on

your adventures and she readily assured

me that she had no objection to my

continue. Oh, if time

>> time was time well well

>> but there are the few women in my

experience who would be so generous.

I'm fond of them already.

>> Thank you.

>> Thank you.

>> Good luck.

>> Thank you.

Oh, vag

music be the

Mary Mor is delightful.

Very good for Watson.

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I'm lost.

I'm lost without my boss will.

For the first few months of my marriage,

I've seen little of Holmes. My own

complete happiness and home-c centered

interests have been sufficient to absorb

all my attention.

While Holmes, who loss every form of

society with his bohemian soul,

remains in our lodgings at Baker Street,

alternating between cocaine

and ambition,

the drowsiness of the drug, and the

fierce energy of his own keen nature.

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Professor Mariati.

I presume

when the time is right, my friend,

where the time is right.

>> Holmes, can I be of assistance?

>> Yes.

>> Yes. Your presence might be invaluable.

>> You speak of Dave. You are afraid of

something.

>> Yes, I am.

>> Of what?

>> Argans.

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How are you? I brought you a cake. Mary

Bed especially for

>> a Tell me. How is Mrs. Watson?

>> Oh, she's extremely well. Tell you her

compliment.

>> This is kind.

Wasel, you know, I think you know very

well enough to understand that I am

well, by no means a nervous man,

but it would be stupidity rather than

courage to refuse to admit danger when

it is close upon you.

So sorry, do you have a m Oh, yes. Yes,

of course.

I suppose you have never heard of

Professor Maria.

Never.

There is the genius and the wonder of

the theme. The man pervades London and

yet no one has heard of him. That is

what sets him on a pinnacle of seeker.

He is the Napoleon of crime.

He is the organizer of half that is evil

and nearly all that is undetected in

this

city. He is a genius.

Now abstract thinker, a philosopher, a

brain of the first order. He sits

motionless like a spider at the center

of its web. But that web has a thousand

radiations.

But he knows well every quiver of each

of them.

>> What is it today? Morphine or cocaine?

>> Dare you.

cocaine

a 7%.

>> Would you care to try it?

>> No, indeed.

My constitution has not got over the

Afghan campaign yet.

I cannot afford to throw any extra

strain upon it.

>> You are probably right, Watson.

I suppose physically it's a reaction is

a burden but I find it so

transcendentally stimulating and

clarifying to the mind that it's

secondary actions of matter of small

moment but consider

cut the cost your brain may be roused

and excited but it's a pathological and

morbid process

involves increased tissue shed may at

the very least leave a a permanent

weakness

You know too what a black reaction comes

upon. Surely

surely the game is hardly worth the

candle. Now remember I speak not only as

one comrade to another

but as a medical man but my mind rebels

of stagnation.

>> Give me problems. Give me work. Give me

the most obstuse typoggram or the most

critical analysis and I'm in my own

proper atmosphere. I can dispense and

bend with artificial stimulus.

I bore this

dull routine of existence.

I crave mental exaltation.

That is why I chosen my own particular

profession or rather created it. But I

am the only one in the world.

>> The strain caused by my friend's immense

mental exertions in solving a number of

cases, his

dependence on drugs,

and his continuing obsession

with Professor Moriati

give me much cause for concern.

was

>> I still come in.

>> I hope I might got it too late to catch

you. Well, you still smoke that Arcadia

mixture of our bachelor day. has never

stated that lucky act upon your affair.

>> There's no gentleman visitor at present.

>> Your hat stand proclaims as much

>> I feel a vap.

>> Oh, please, please, please.

>> You're surprised to see me.

>> Relieved, too. No wonder.

Oh,

you've had the British workman in the

house.

>> He is a token of Edu.

>> Not the grains, I hope.

>> Another gas. His deput is here.

>> With his boot on your lenolium, do you

see just where the light strikes it?

>> Oh, yes. Yes.

>> No, thank you. I've had

>> Wateroo station.

>> Ah, is Mrs. Watson up?

>> No, she's away on a visit.

>> Then you're alone.

>> What? Oh, well that does make it easier

>> for me to propose that you should come

away

for a week on the continent

to Switzerland.

What happened on that fateful trip is

well recorded, and it is not a subject

upon which I would willingly dwell. But

should there be anyone here ignorant of

that appalling event, let me simply say

that near the Swiss village of Maringan,

at the falls of Rikerbar, where the

torrent swallowed by the melting snow

plate into tremendous abyss, Holmes

finally confronted his arch enemy,

Mariati.

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I lost a friend,

one whom I regarded as the best and

wisest man I've ever known.

What a lovely thing a rose is.

There is nothing in which deduction is

so necessary as in religion

that can be built up as the exact

science by the reasoner.

Our highest assurance of the goodness of

providence seems to me to rest in the

flowers.

All other things, our fires, our

desires, our food are already necessary

for our existence in the first instance.

But a rose

is an extra.

His smell, his color are an

embellishment of life, not a condition

of.

It is only goodness which gives

excellence.

And so I say again,

we have much to hope

from the FL.

I hear

can I be of assistance?

My sense of loss

was compounded by the sudden tragic

death of my wife. Me

is the best of this song.

It can be imagined that my close

intimacy with Shaw Holmes had interested

me deeply in craft and since his

disappearance I have never failed to

read with care all the various problems

which come before the public. Among

these unfinished cases is that of Mr.

James Filman, who stepping back into his

own house to get his umbrella,

was never more seen in this world.

No less remarkable was that of the

cutter Alicia, which sailed one spring

morning into a small patch of mist,

from which she never again emerged, nor

was anything further heard of herself or

of her crew. A third case worthy of note

is that of Isidor Pasan, the well-known

journalist and dues. He was found stark

staring man with a matchbox in front of

him which contained a remarkable worm

said to be unknown to science.

During these three years I had even

attempted more than once to employ

Holmes method though with indifferent

success. One such case recently was the

tragic murder of the honorable Ronald

Adair.

While standing outside the house where

this terrible event took place out

accident struck against an elderly book

seller spilling a pile of books from his

hand, my attempted apology was greeted

with a sn of contempt.

>> May I have a conscience? Sir, I said to

myself, I'll just call him and see that

kind.

But if I was a little grump in my mouth,

then I meant no harm.

>> You make too much of a tight. Oh. May I

ask how you know who I am?

>> Well, I own a little bookshop on the

call of the church. Always very happy to

see you at any time.

>> Oh, perhaps you collect.

I have here British birds catalis the

holy war. I wonder

everyone.

>> Would you mind waiting outside?

>> Just the thing that every man needs

these days. You are to complete his

library.

I have little attention here who require

my urgent attention.

Oh, Watson, it is so good to stretch

oneself. You know, it's no joke taking a

foot up once height for several hours on

>> W.

Apologies.

I had no idea that you'd be so pepy.

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place. One of these days been very busy.

>> I'd love to ask. Yeah, because

my husband

around the house

want sex for God's sake. She's down that

stair since game if I told you lately.

Oh god.

Oh god.

Oh, really?

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Shouldn't

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stop my face.

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books, papers,

chemical equipment.

Bye.

>> My brother Mra is there.

>> You chose Microoft as your confidant

before me.

>> Well, I had to confide someone in order

to obtain the money that I did.

>> I could have sent you money.

>> I could have sold my practice.

>> It was a dream to set it to be.

>> It isn't doing very well.

Who the god?

>> Where have you come from?

I return this morning from the south of

France,

drawn by the news of this remarkable

murder to the honorable Ronald Adair.

And at 2:00 this afternoon, I found

myself in my own chair,

only wishing I could see my old friend

sitting in the other chair, which is so

often a dorm. What did our housekeeper

say when you walked through the door?

>> I'm afraid I'll throw our dear Mrs.

Hudson into a pitiful stance.

>> Are you not pleased to see me?

>> Of course I'm pleased to see you. I'm

overjoyed.

Everything I did was the best.

There was reasons I

many times during the past three years I

have taken up my pen to write for you

but always I feared but the affection of

regard to me might tell you some

indiscretion which would betray my

secret.

You value our friendship as little as

that.

Whatever your reason, I could have

accommodated it. Just a word, a simple

note. My

>> lady secret so precious that a man can

allow his closest friend to believe him

to be dead for three whole years.

Consider the reverse. If I had

disappeared without a word to do,

would you not take it as a trifle

unfeilling of me?

I would considered it uncharacteristic.

I have examined the data drawn my

conclusion. Coldly without emotion, I

offended you deeply.

>> If I was to tell you what's happened,

could you find it in your soul to

forgive me?

I should like to hear what happened

there at Reichenb. Oh, very well.

About that chasm.

I have a serious difficulty in getting

out of its suit for a very simple reason

that I never was in it. You never were

able.

The nurse that I wrote to you was

absolutely genuine. But you see, I

realized that my life had reached its

crisis

long before I saw the sinister figure as

a late professor Maria

which led to safety.

He drew a weapon but rushed at me, flung

his long arms around me. He knew that

his own game was unusually anxious to

revenge itself upon me.

We trottered

together on the break of a fall.

I have heard of some knowledge of bariti

for the Japanese system of wrestling

which more than once has been very

useful.

I watched him

fall

a long way. He struck a rock, bounced

off, danced.

But the traps

I saw them with my own eyes. Two went

down the path and none returned.

>> That was the truth. But you see, the

moment the professor disappeared, I

realized what an extremely lucky child

stayed at best in my ways. I knew the

professor was not the only person who

was swung my death. There was Colonel

Moran and at least two others. Sooner or

later, one of them would get me. On the

other hand, if I could convince the

whole world that I too was dead.

Now in your picture there's the council

matter which I read some months later

with the greatest interest.

You must felt the rocky face behind him

sheer. However, circle foothold did

present themselves and there was some

indication of a leg. I mean if I

returned along the wet path I should

have left evidence of my survival. You

could have reversed your boots.

As you have done on similar occasions,

if I could remember,

I decided to risk the climb.

It was not a person's business, Wson. I

am not a fancible person, but I give you

my word. I seem to hear the professor's

voice screaming at me out of the aisles.

Many times I thought I'd be gone. Tops

of grass came away in my hand. My feet

beat slipped off a wet rock. Finally I

did reach that ledge which was covered

in the most beautiful soft green moss

where I could stretch out in the most

perfect comfort. And I was there, my

dear Watson, when you and your following

were investigating in the most

sympathetic and inefficient matter the

circumstances of my death. When you all

formed your inevitable and totally

erroneous conclusions, you all departed

for the hotel, but I was left alone. You

were left alone.

>> Suddenly, a huge rock bowled past me,

and looking up, I saw a man's head

against the darkening sky, and then

another rock landed not a foot away from

my head on the neighbor. Of course, the

meaning was obvious.

The professor had not been alone. I have

no time to think of a danger. And I

slither down from the ledge. I took to

my heels. I did 10 miles in the darkness

over the mountains.

And a week later, I found myself in

Florence with the certainty that nobody

in the world knew what had become of me.

>> Yes.

Sometime after my story of your death

was public,

I received a letter of my surgeon.

It stated simply that Professor Morati

was alive, that he had never met you at

the falls, was not in Switzerland at the

time, and that my account therefore was

a tissue of l.

>> Did you keep this letter?

>> I added some summary in my possession.

the course if I can lay my hands on it.

I think it is safe to assume that it was

from the Confederate.

>> But why should they inform you?

>> Not to discredit you.

>> But if I dare

>> your memory then the

legend of Sherlock Holmes.

>> Yes, that is interesting.

>> But my dear was s.

>> How did you respond to this amazing bet?

>> I put myself in your shoes. I placed an

advertisement in the times. The gist of

which was that you would be at a certain

place at a certain hour and would

welcome some proof.

>> Perhaps the professor himself.

>> Excellent. My brave Watson, how did you

sign it?

>> Oh, some name I forget. But the

inference was clear.

>> Where was the rendevu to be kept? Cuz

I'm not convinced it was a member of

Modiat's G.

>> Why here? In these rooms. Where else?

>> Here. God. How could

>> you have not asked the question?

>> I would have expected it.

It would be logical to assume that these

rooms had been left to someone else.

Wson, you've been a very diligent

student

and you have graduated with honor. Would

you explain

some weeks before I found I had misade

some medical notes

and I concluded that they must be here

among your pat.

I call on Mrs. Hudson and learned that

your brother Michael had instructed her

to keep these rules just as they were

and had continued to pay the rent.

It was my first information that you

were still alive. Sir, at the appointed

hour you arrived, you sat in your old

chair. Of course, nobody came.

>> I sat for 6 hours.

>> How would you know nobody came? Why

should they not come? But why should

they let it was men put an idea into

your head that I had somehow lied to you

and tricked your rifle?

>> That was their scheme. It was a loading

of failure.

>> You may slept with your pistols under

your pillow for the next few months and

then dismiss the whole fanciful notion

from your

>> No, I went to see my crop

and received me with a certain stiff

cordiality at the Dioynes Club in the

strangers room. Very soothing atmosphere

if a little misenthropy.

I put it to him bluntly. I said I

thought you were alive and that he knew

of your whereabouts.

>> What did he say to that?

>> He twitched.

>> He was sworn to secrecy.

>> Oh, he was as good as his word on that

account. He explained that he had

preserved Baker Street as a memorial to

you

on a whip.

But you're training me in the

observation of human behaviors had not

been in vain. Didn't you once tell me

that the uh human features are faithful

servants to their emotions? It was not

your brother's face which showed no

emotion whatsoever, but the persistent

tapping of the fingers of his left hand

which drew my attention. His

right-handed he had a large brandy and

soda in his right hand

that never wavered.

After a period of some

11 minutes,

>> he pleaded urgent business and I left. I

looked back through the window. He

hadn't shifted. And it

>> you know what's I really am.

>> No, I'm proud of

>> Thank you, old man. But my visit had not

answered the burning question.

I knew you were alive, but in what

condition and where?

I did wonder if you traveled east.

I went to Tibet.

I amused myself by visiting last summer

and I spent some days with the holy l

instructed.

>> It was

illuminating.

You may have read of the explorations of

a Norwegian called Sigison, but I'm sure

that it never occurred to you that you

were receiving news of your Sigerson.

Ah, Sigison that comes back. That was

the name that I used in my

advertisement.

When did you go out to Tibet?

>> Oh, I passed through Persia

and then I looked in at Mata.

>> You looked in at many short but

interesting visit to the Khif of Katon.

the results of which I have communicated

to the foreign office.

This knowledge of my existence, so dear

friend,

how do you deal with it?

>> After my visit to Microb, I thought

certain that I would receive a letter

from when I did it. A month's passed, a

year then two, I was forced to the

conclusion that you had met with some

misfortune in the east and had died

there unnoticed and none more.

When you came back at that book seller,

I fainted because quite frankly I'd

given you up.

Spark,

where did you go after cartoons?

Well, I spent some months researching

into the colar derivatives which I

conducted at a laboratory at Mont Penier

in the south of France. And it was

there, Watson, that I heard of your sad

ber.

>> But how did you hear about Mary?

>> Oh, my brother. My brother.

He informed me. He seen your

advertisement of the times. I'm so

sorry, Watson.

There's no reasoning with the fates.

I mean, it might seem to be a solution.

Your room, you know, is still here just

as it was.

Shall I

shall I unchurch Mrs. Hudson?

>> Yeah. Yeah. Yes.

[Music]

There are certain people to whom one

cannot lie.

My friend is one of them.

But there are certain truths which

cannot be told

easily.

Sometimes one longs to be found out.

>> Yes. Yes. I'm here.

>> What are you?

>> I managed to sell my practice.

>> Oh, you?

>> Yes. A young doctor called Verer has

given me the remarkably little the

highest quite I can ask. You

>> say Verer.

>> Ver

of course.

>> Your grandmother, sister to Bernet, the

French artist.

Really?

>> No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. It's a

coincidence.

>> Oh, come along. Well,

>> should we say that a distant relation?

[Laughter]

Well, it's done.

>> No. No. There's little to be said on a

subject.

>> Impossible.

Anything in the newspaper? Oh, there's

news of a revolution in South America.

possible war in Africa, impending

collapse of government, nothing to

interest you.

What do the public, the great

unobservant,

who could hardly tell a weaver by his

tooth or a composite of his left thumb,

care about the finer shades of deduction

and analysis?

When annoying

finally cames me, Watson,

I shall take up philosophy

>> and agriculture

and beekeeping.

>> Well, philosophy, I understand, after

your surn in Tibet,

agriculture, I quit. Oh no. With a spa,

a twin box, a beginner's book on boty.

That are many instructive days to this

event.

>> And beekeeping.

>> No one learns much about human nature

from the study of the bee. As one learns

from the study of people. What are

>> you going to do with all this knowledge?

>> I shall store it

like honey.

>> Observation and deduction. Watson.

Observation and deduction.

>> Well, surely the one

as a substant implies the other.

>> Quickly, Watson, go to that window. Look

at the lady down there under the lamp.

Oh, she's just glad to stop. Yes, yes,

yes, yes. Take your time. Take your

time.

>> Oh, no. She's moving away.

>> What did you gather from her appearance?

Describe it. Oh, dear.

Uh, well, she had a broadbrim slate

colored straw hat with a feather, a

brickish red feather. She had a a black

jacket.

a brown dress and a little purple plush

at the sleeves and neck. Ah, now yes.

She had grayish gloves which were worn

through at the right forefinger.

But her boots

boots. No, I didn't observe boots. Oh,

she had a small pair of round gold

hanging earrings and she had the general

air of being fairly well to do in a

vulgar, comfortable, easygoing sort of

world.

>> Well done. Thank you. Really, you're

coming along very well indeed.

>> Thank you. Oh,

it is true, but you have missed every

point of importance.

>> You have hit upon the method, and you

have a quick eye for color. What you

failed to observe is that she was

shortsighted. So, that into the past on

either side of the L, she'd come out in

odd boots, and she'd written a note ah

in haste before leaving.

>> No. Oh, come on.

>> You observed that her right was torn,

but you failed to notice that both love

and forefinger were stained with violet

paper.

Is this a le

but really your life is so

elementary?

Life is infinitely stranger

than anything that the mind of man could

invent.

Don't you think

this will be a bit deep?

Do you know if we could fly

out of this window hand in hand, hover

over this great city,

gently remove the hoods and peep in. But

the strange coincidences, the platties,

the cross purposes, the wonderful chain

of events moving through generations and

leading to the most utree results. It

will make all fiction with its

conventialities and foreseen conclusions

most stale and unprofitable.

Sometimes I can catch the pragments of a

spend.

You all right? Cuz I'm bored. Bus more.

All this talk, rooftops, windows and

women,

London has become a singularly

uninteresting city.

Since the death of the late

you recall, Mr. Of course.

>> How could I forget her?

>> Sometimes I believe I can hear a

shouting voice.

>> She's a married woman. Hope

>> she was. She died

alone in deer.

My craft saw a small announcement in its

you

still carry her photograph somewhere.

Am I all the jumble of my papers? But

where?

A what?

All that ghost of the past. All of them.

>> So sorry. I wish to make memories of

your great loss. I was selfishly

exercising my own.

>> There's no doubt.

>> Please.

Watson, did you know that Professor

Biachi has a brother who is a station

master from the West Country?

>> No.

It doesn't surprise you to hear that

some shame was run in a family, so to

speak.

>> Really?

>> Wasn't Moriati he drove an engine past

station when we were endeavoring to

escape the country?

>> Yes, he was.

>> No. Fourth, Colonel James Morati

defended the memory of his brother in

press when the uh tragedy of righte was

made.

>> Colonel James Morati. Oh, good heavens.

It was those infamous lesson which

prompted me to humble. what I believed

at the time to be the truth for car.

What move

do you see in front of you? But you

my friend show up

>> I don't know one of your idlers lopers.

Well, that's the foolish 12 and I reckon

I hit.

>> And now

it is evidence that you don't know me.

>> On the contrary, I think it's fairly

evident that I do.

It has been

an intellect you treat to deal with you,

Mr. Holmes.

You think you can beat me?

You will never never beat me.

And if you are clever not to bring

destructure upon me,

rest assure that that I shall do as much

for you.

[Music]

God,

does the whole bed of the ocean ever run

with them?

Are there natural enemies to limit the

increase of these creatures?

Oh, I want to leave me.

>> I have no intention of leaving you. You

are sick and I was sleeping.

>> If I did have a doctor, at least I may

have one who I have confidence.

>> You have none in me, huh?

>> In your friendship. Yes. But that's a

fact that Watson, I mean, you're only a

gentle practitioner with limited

experience and mediocre qualification.

>> That is unworthy of you, Home Holmes,

and shows me very clearly the state of

your nerves.

>> I demonstrate your ignorance. What do

you know about the tapi fever? What do

you know about the black formation

corruption?

>> I have never heard of either these

strange pathological disorders in ease.

You may have no confidence in me, but

during the past few days, I have brought

Sir Jasper Meek, Penrose Fischer,

and Dr. Astream, the foremost living

authority on tropical diseases. All of

them to your bed, son.

>> I'm so sorry.

I had no wish to allow me.

And at great I am beyond the met.

>> A very good reason

that you have no diagnosible sympto.

But I have devised my own remedy.

It requires not your medical skills

which I'm sure are more than ad but your

powers of deduction and logic

will assist in any way I can.

>> Thank you. Thank you so much.

Where to see?

>> My illness comes from the brain.

>> Not as cocaine the answer. I've tried

it. Only the brain has the cure.

>> Just tell me what you have me to do.

>> Well, I wish to offer you the hypothesis

that Professor Morati did not exist,

that I invented him.

What a dear. Oh, you

>> must challenge me at every point I need

in your head claret. The fresh tobacco

and the Persian slipper. Are you gay for

this?

>> Of course. If you Thank you. When it was

a summer of 87, I think. Yes, 87. But

the idea first came to me. It come from

one of my black pins. It probably did, I

practicality is purely logical. I am an

acknowledged expert in all matters

criminal. Now, if I could invent

If I could invent a mastermind

that could draw to it like a spider when

a ferous flies into its wet, how much

easier would be to keep my finger off

the pulse. I took my idea to my brother

Micro the Dio. He's a trance him

services without great man.

Marat

is known to other I but I have seen his

biography publication his education is

listed his

>> most of the information you received

Watson came from my own lips and

naturally you were too trusted to cross

check what that perhaps known about his

remarkable career which can be verified

for the very simple reason that I put

them about

so

>> mag I took the name of an old

mathematics Professor Ry Lola at

university.

But your sweet mus far removed in

temperament from my creation as anyone

could ever be.

>> Was he then the author of that book the

dynamics of an asteroid of any say?

>> I seem to remember you telling me that

he touched such rarified heights a pure

mathematic. No member of the scientific

press could possibly quit.

>> Very simple reason but no one had ever.

It was a poor man's life's work. It

remains totally obscure.

>> When baked this operation

>> here in Baker Street. What? Did you

remember those odd occasions when I

asked you to leave the room for an hour

or so?

>> Well, Mari here, all the world knows

Sherlock Holmes this year.

>> It was a small consent,

>> but Mariati occasionally played a cook

who went home seriously less.

It may surprise you to know,

>> but it was very necessary to me to

appear in public this body in TWW.

Once in the grill room of a survivor

hotel and once in the waiting room of

crew station I paid.

>> Oh. Oh no. Oh no no no no no. We saw him

together on the station platform at

camp.

>> That was my brother Micro.

>> Oh brother the colonel who wrote

defending him in the

>> M again on a when.

>> Don't you remember that you received a

letter to the effect that the professor

never was in Swiss?

>> Oh Micro wrote that.

>> My Colonel Moran is confessed. You told

me that Mori Arti supplied Colonel Moran

liberally with money. Now surely that

cannot have been your own money though.

>> No, of course not. I invented that my

own amusement.

>> If you invented it for your own

amusement,

it was at my expense.

>> I really don't think I can believe

anything you ever say again.

>> Well, with any care,

>> I failed to see what it is. Le

>> you will. I beg of you to continue.

>> Was seen at the hotel of M. My third

appearance of brief one merely for local

color

>> and colon Moran above you with the force

if you were alone what was beneath that

ironic fact I'd intimated Moran if I was

to meet Sherlock Holmes for the final

resolution thinking that his master

killed Moran tried to avenge

>> the air gun

>> the air gun

>> with which Colonel Moran shot Ronald to

death now you told inspector astray

that my army had ordered it from the

German mechanic von was it you

was it You

who commissioned that?

>> Well, I've done things in merry areas of

my likers of a tie. I believe to be for

greater good, but we just taken some

unfortunate victim along the way.

Watson, you must take me as you I

find that an abhorrent answer. I cannot

accept it.

>> The live say weakness.

>> I cannot accept it.

Ed,

>> there's only one question which concerns

me before we abandon this fool's

journey.

>> If you did indeed create this monster,

>> what prompted you to destroy him?

>> I could not live with him.

It was either him or me.

And I had considered both solutions.

When the moment came, I decided to give

myself one Bible charge.

>> Tibet

is I thought I might find something

there.

>> And what did you pardon me?

>> No solution.

nothing to exercise my mind

beyond the arid abstractions of

philosophy. You see, they are a sweet

and gentle people, Watson, seldom

vindictive, and therefore no crimes,

no mysteries to solve.

Once I

had stumbled upon one, the brutal and

motiveless dismembering of a joke.

I applied my usual methods, so my Watson

was a a brighteyed child of 12, the son

of one of the village elders. In the

space of a single afternoon, he

presented me with seven clues, all of

which I missed.

And he had the cult jibing his

confession in my night or ill.

No, I was after my own.

I list the thronging streets of London

and your handmade ship.

>> I too was

out of my element.

>> An elementary diagnosis which the llama

made. He said, "There's nothing for you

here, Mr. Holmes.

Return

to what's

said up."

And there she added,

>> "But there is a price you must pay.

The man you killed has not left you.

Your friend and your enemy are one." Now

I have Marat,

>> but his meaning was clear. You cannot

have Watson without Mariati. Without

Bati without Watson and without both of

them there is no home. See

>> the three of us are inextricably. You

see

>> Moriati is dead.

You killed

>> cuz I killed him. I killed him. I killed

him. I killed him at Reichenbach cuz he

was so faithfully recover.

>> That is the truth. the absolute truth.

You do believe me.

>> I have always believed you.

You see, it was the continuing presence

of that malignant braille in mine which

caused my collapse.

and my unruly behavior for which once

again what I pray your forgiveness.

No, my hypothesis was a quick sotic act

to rid myself out of stink my cold

precise mind against any devily. And I

will believe that my hypothesis would

have stood the test of pure reasoning

had not you also typically my friend

thrown morality into the words.

No sight sitting there.

She served its purpose if she recovered

release.

As your help, I can only pray that there

will be no successor to Professor Mon.

You missed the point. Fire must be a

success for my sanity.

Your honor accompanied that he is that

many Eddie fighter.

As soon as one head is cut off, another

grows in its place. It is essential,

Watson, for our well-being.

That there should always be somewhere a

marati among us.

>> Adapted by many decent citizens agreeing

with you there.

Cannot beat off the stories beneath the

rules of ordinary people. Peep in the

strange coincidences, the planning, the

cross purposes, the wonderful chain of

events

leading to the most utre result.

Did you say that? I seem to hear my

voice.

>> Your voice, my voice, they're all

inextricably bad.

>> Also, you are developing a vein of

talking humor against which I must learn

to guard myself.

Will you be committing to print these

secrets that we shared this evening

verbatim?

Ah.

I shall as always respect your wish

and select hone transpose

and omit

and I hope fulfill the expectations of

your adoring pub.

I'll be grateful. Thank

You

are the one fixed quality

in a changing world.

Look at that.

Unless I'm mistaken,

it's a large

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I thought maybe

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