Sherlock Holmes - April Fools Day

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that master detective Sherlock Holmes.

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Let's go in and join.

Hello, how are you?

I'm still to the minute there's always.

Well, this is one doctor's point when I'm eager to keep.

I should have said to my boy,

draw up your usual turn, make yourself comfortable.

Thanks.

Well, doctor, today is April the first.

Did anyone try and play any jokes on you?

Yes, this is the doctor.

But I'm happy to say that nobody caught me.

Not as in the story that I'm going to tell you tonight.

But an April Fool's Day prank set miss called a bull's eye.

I see you have the dispatch box out again, doctor,

in refreshing your memory.

Yes, I have to tell him.

When I tell you the adventure took place in 1881,

I think you would agree that after such a long time,

a man can hardly rely on memory alone.

1881.

Doctor, tonight's adventure must have been one of the really early ones.

Yes, it was indeed.

In fact, the exact took place only a little while after Sherlock Holmes and I had first met

and had taken up lodging together.

How was the great detective in those early times?

Give you an example, my boy.

I've shared the paper street pudgings with him for over a month before I was even certain

of his profession, the knowledge of which I learnt to my awe and astonishment.

When I first adventure together took place.

That was the one you called a study in sky, wasn't it, doctor?

I told him, maybe you've got a study in sky.

But even after that adventure, I found myself wondering at times what I was hoping for,

sharing lodgings with a sustained companion.

It was in one of those moods of doubt and confusion at my story begin.

The late one March evening, I found myself in the neighbourhood of Picket in his circus,

cold and a steady drizzle of rain had dampened my spirits.

I took the glass of wine and the sound of music, put me in a better mood,

and in terms of the bottle, I entered the criterion restaurant.

As I sat with a glass of rare vintage pork at my elbow,

the orchestra playing a dreamy star swirls in the background,

I couldn't help thinking of the last time that I had been there.

It was a nighttime actor, a young medical student, by the name of Stamford.

He was the man who first introduced me to Sherlock Holmes.

Suddenly, I felt a cap on my shoulder.

I turned to my amazement once again, young Stamford was standing before me.

What's in there?

Or should I say Dr. Watson, how are you my dear chair?

Hello Stamford, come and sit down.

Thanks.

I'm glad to see that you're not holding any grudge against me.

Why not should I do that?

For introducing you to Sherlock Holmes, I've reproached myself ever since.

I think he's as mad as I have.

I'm a tall, he may be.

Centric in fact, I'll admit that he is eccentric,

but he's an extraordinary interesting fellow.

He'll make a big difference for himself in the private sector,

one of these days, as you'll see if I'm not right, Stamford.

I saw something about him in the paper the other day.

If I could fix that with the lost and gardens of fair.

Yes, yes, it was.

He's a brilliant man, Stamford.

Quite brilliant.

So I must have taken some sort of time with, like a theme as a rule,

but occasionally over action sets in the days of the time,

lie on our sofa.

I think a word on moving a muscle from morning to night.

It's depressing, I must say.

I think he takes himself to Syria.

Yes, that's your right.

How would you like to join in a little plot?

A plotter against Holmes?

Yes, yes, just a rag, you know.

We thought it'd be rather fun.

We?

Firstly and I.

We were just talking about it.

I'll call him over.

That's it.

I've seen him before, Stamford, am I?

I'm sure you might have done.

He's been around a bit faster than any time you go into British Museum.

I like him there.

Nice fellow, but dull, specifically dull.

Yes, Stamford.

Oh, this is a friend of mine, John Watson.

This is James Murphy.

How do you guys think I'll see you at the hospital?

And I know I've seen you, Dr. Watson.

Oh, Stamford.

Come and join us for a tour.

Oh, thank you very much.

I was just telling Watson about our little plot.

Oh, you mean about Sherlock Holmes?

And I'll look here.

I'd like you to fill us to realize that Holmes is a very good friend of mine.

Oh, don't worry Watson, this is all in good fun.

Don't you realize what date is tomorrow?

First of April, is it?

Yes, April Fools Day.

And I see you're going to play an April Fools Day joke on home.

Yes, that's our plan.

Well, it's hardly our plan, Stamford.

It's very lady Ann Partington's idea.

You see, Holmes is very rude to her when she visited the hospital recently,

and she wants to take him down a peg of two.

Sounds interesting enough, but I must say he's inclined to be rather arrogant at times.

Well, what's the plan?

Well, we'll need your help, Watson.

You must be careful not to get the joke away.

I'll bet you a fiber that Holmes falls for the whole story.

Oh, platinum sinker.

Now, here's exactly what we're planning to do.

Lady Ann is going to call on Holmes at the tapestry in the morning.

Maybe I'm not going to settle the divorce scene here.

My professional capacity?

Sure am I, dear, man.

You didn't think this was a social call.

You're not too rude to me at the hospital the other day for that.

That was the point I was trying to make.

This is how I do it.

Here's a take this chair, won't you, Lady Ann?

I saw that most comfortable chair in the room.

Thank you, Dr. Watson.

And now, what can I do to help you?

You've heard of the Elton Stone Inn.

Oh, yes, yes, indeed.

An magnificent stone, a very considerable value.

An heirloom in your family, I believe.

Yes, Mr. Holmes.

I keep it in a wall safe in my bedroom.

This morning, when I had occasion to go to the safe,

I discovered that the emerald had been stolen.

The stolen?

It's cut.

Shopping business.

Of course you want Mr. Holmes to recover it for you.

A remarkable deduction, I did, sir.

Lady Ann, have any work in the safe?

Did you observe any signs of it having been tempted with?

Okay.

I think it's rather stupid to sit and answer questions here in Baker Street.

Why don't you come up to my house in Cavendish Square

and examine the safe for yourself?

You are a detective, aren't you?

Lady Ann, just now you accused me of goodness.

I assure you that mine at least was unintentional.

Oh, come, come, come, come, come, Holmes, don't be such a...

I can promise you a substantial theme into Holmes.

My husband's a practitioner and a new professional,

my poverty, but not my will, consent.

I pay the poverty and not my will.

You see, I can quote my Shakespeare too, Mr. Holmes.

My carriage is waiting, gentlemen.

Let's drive over to Cavendish Square with one, shall we?

This is the wall's safeness, Holmes.

Not difficult, it's safe to crack for an expert.

You faced the emerald in it last night, you say?

Yes, when I'm too bad.

And this morning it had gone.

Well, surely Holmes is a good occasion to use that magnifying glass

if you're always fit about this.

Excellent occasion, my dear doctor.

That's why I brought it with me.

It's very interesting.

What is it?

This safe was opened by an expert.

It's fine if it's having been forced.

Hello.

How do we discover it?

There's a peculiar tarnish on steel knob.

It was obviously handled by someone whose fingers are habitually stained with chemicals.

Amazing home.

Image, my dear doctor.

Where does that dolly do?

Good one.

I would like to examine it if I may.

But of course.

Thank you, lady Anne.

To what?

This is the most beautiful April Falls April I've ever seen.

Murphy was right.

He has fallen for it.

Look, fly and sinker.

This is the same.

I'm beginning to feel guilty.

I can't help feeling a bit disloyal.

No, no, no.

It's all in fun.

I'll stamp it in Mr. Murphy listening.

Yes, the next door.

And my drawing room.

I'm sure their ears are positively glued to the keyhole.

Well, I do hope Holmes won't be angry in there.

Here it comes.

Nothing of any interest in there.

The windows haven't been tampered with.

We may presume therefore that the thief did not enter by an upstairs window.

A lady Anne.

Yes, Mr. Murphy.

This woman is not being touched since you discovered your loss.

Oh, no.

I told the servants to leave it exactly as it was.

Well, I can defend you.

Bend it.

He's filed coffee today.

Could you get up?

The thief was a tall man with a long stride.

Come, come, come, come, Holmes.

I know your methods.

But there aren't any footprints on this cup.

If you can identify, even with your magnifying glass.

I've read often.

I've studied many times, and I've never seen one yet,

that was committed by applying feature.

As long as the criminal remains one of his two legs,

there must be some frightening displacement to be detected by a keen observer.

I assure you that the marks on this cup indicate that the thief was a tall man with a long stride.

This is a tobacco ash.

That's tobacco.

That's tobacco that sells it open to none.

Now, really, Mr. Holmes, how can you possibly identify an individual tobacco?

Oh, it's obviously mine.

In fact, I've even written a monograph on the subject.

Now, one more look at the space itself.

Hello?

What's the thought of justice?

What?

It was it?

It's the face of Robin.

And, again, I suggest you get in touch with Scott and Jeff at once.

Do you mean that you have sold it home?

I mean, my dear doctor, that I can give you a reasonably complete picture of the thief,

and that picture is so individual that I'd be surprised if it would fit more than one man in London.

Right.

This is pure magic, Mr. Holmes.

Please describe him to me.

Well, he's a tall man.

The width of his stride indicates that, and he's thin.

What enables you to tell that, Holmes?

His footprints have made a remarkable light indentation on the mouth of the carpet.

These doubles extensively in chemicals as indicated by the tonishing of the knob on the safe,

and the faces of Robin would suggest that he plays the violin also.

He smokesag tobacco, has a great practical knowledge of the ways of combination locks,

and he's obviously in close contact with the criminal tosses.

How do you know that, Mr. Holmes?

Well, he wouldn't see the famous stoner as you had to dispose of it through some trustworthy family.

It's a very comprehensive picture, Holmes.

I almost feel as if you were the chap.

Thank you, doctor.

I'm sure there's only one man in London, and it shouldn't be hard to praise him.

I agree entirely, Mr. Holmes.

Dr. Watson, I think the joke has gone far enough.

Joke?

What do you mean?

This is still quite right, Holmes.

It seems there's only one such man in London.

You've just given a perfect description of yourself.

So, thank you for all the food.

Dr. Stanford, Mr. Murphy.

You can come in now.

April Fool, huh?

Thank you for all the food.

Thank you for all the food.

Come along here.

Into the growing room, everyone.

The living streets and glass of wine to Mr. Holmes,

who were so graciously forgiven us for the little trick we played on him.

And also to Dr. Stanford, thought of the whole idea.

No hard feelings, Holmes.

No, doctor.

It was a rather embarrassing experience.

Murphy told me about the panic.

I just couldn't resist joining him.

Oh, here you are, Holmes.

Here's a drink.

Thank you, sir.

On the earthy dungeon?

No, I don't think we've met.

How'd you do, sir?

How'd you do, Holmes?

How did you like the little game we played on you?

It was rather a salutary experience.

I suppose you gave them all the details to build up the picture of me.

Hey, doctor.

Sir, I did, Holmes, and knowing some of your methods,

you tried to plant every clue that you'd pick up.

They need job to an incidentally.

The perfect example of the dangers of deductions based on purely circumstantial evidence.

I saw profit from this little lesson.

I must say, it was worth a fortune in emeralds to see your face homes

when you realized you'd done.

Well, the joke's over now.

By the way, where is Lydia?

I believe she said she was going to fetch the orphan's stone emerald.

She thought you might be interested in seeing it.

She probably feels the subject of self-by-wounded theft.

Oh, here she comes now.

It's a Holmes.

It's a Holmes.

It's a Holmes.

What's wrong?

What happened, Lydia?

The emerald.

It's not where I hid it.

This time it's rarely stolen.

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Dr. Watson, your April full day plot kind of backfired on you, didn't it?

It was a perfect example of the vice-vict.

But what happened next?

I suppose Sherlock Holmes wanted to action once again.

It's about telling it's glad in my heart to see the change in the world.

I confess I'd put all the change of my part in the prank

so I could see that Holmes is pride had been hurt.

But now, the definite crime before him, the difference was amazing.

He suddenly became a dynamo, galvanized into action as he stood there,

firing questions for the other members.

Lady Anne, who beside yourself, knew of this crush hiding place?

Those lucky and I did, yes.

After we left out of the liberate clues on the safe,

we went with Lady Anne and saw her so quickly.

I'm wronged in the top drawer of her dressing table.

We thought it would be all right there.

After all, as soon as the joke was over,

I was going to put it back in the safe.

I think I might just plan before we question the servants

who would be for each one of you who were in this April,

whose they pranked to submit to being searched.

Holmes, surely you don't suggest that anyone of us took the emeralds.

Hello, Stappen, I don't.

But if any one of you fall, I'm not guilty.

This will be a splendid way of proving your innocence.

I said, stay at home.

Do not suggest to the lady Anne's still at home.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Are you, Mr. Holmes?

I'm suggesting nothing.

But I may point out that the recent vogue for the insurance companies

has provided another interesting motive for these so called...

I resent your infinuation. It's not right.

The lady Anne, if I'm to recover your emerald,

I must at least consider every possibility.

The search is the most immediate tactical action.

Perhaps you'll return into the next room

when I persuade these gentlemen to submit to being searched.

Very well, but I think you're in danger of making a fool of yourself once again.

No, wait, don't go, lady Anne.

The search won't be necessary.

What do you mean, mother?

I must throw myself on your mercy, lady Anne.

I confess that I stole the emerald.

Now keep it in the drawer, lady Anne.

I slipped back into the room and took it out.

No fear, that's a criminal action.

I know it, but I'm poor.

I need money desperately to my mathematical research.

I knew the emerald was priceless.

I couldn't resist the temptation to take advantage of a joke.

Here, lady Anne, here's the stolen, please don't prosecute me.

Please don't. It'll be my ruin.

May I examine the emerald, lady Anne?

Thank you.

Well, Mr. Murphy, I won't pretend that I'm not deeply shocked.

I'm not asking you to leave my house.

But you've been prosecuted with me, will you?

He was a moment's temptation.

No, no, I won't prosecute you.

Home?

What are you doing with the emerald?

Well, I'm something of the dissatisfaction.

The years I came on this case, but it prepared to test the emerald when I found it.

Now, a drop of this acid from this bile.

So?

Mr. Holmes, what are you doing?

You're into the system.

No, it's a two emerald.

Uh-huh.

What about it?

Good lord, the acid eating to the stonest of it was sugar.

Then that means...

It means, lady Anne, that Mr. Murphy has just impelled his on-artist freedom

to steal a seemingly beautiful fake.

Mr. Holmes, this joke has turned into a nightmare.

Is there no way of recovering my emerald?

I hope so, lady Anne.

I've been to hearing steps in their logical order.

The servants have all been questioned.

We've searched Mr. Stamford and Mr. Murphy.

Yes, most humiliating experience made me feel like a criminal.

For personally, I was only too thankful to submit to a search this time.

I knew I had done the worry about it.

You yourself, lady Anne.

You've been said to be searched by the police make room at home, sent for?

Only because he threatened to settle the police if I didn't.

First, it's painful though it was.

I'd rather and your best than have this story on the front pages of the newspapers.

And in spite of all these rather unfriendly proceedings, we've got exactly nowhere

as regards finding the emerald.

No, Stamford, that we have at least eliminated the possibility

and that the thief is secreting the jewel on his person.

Still somewhere in these two rooms, they're home?

I think so, though there is one remaining possibility.

And that is?

That the fake stone was substituted for the real emerald

sometime before all of you engineered your April fools their joke.

No, Mr. Holmes, that's not possible.

I know it was the genuine emerald I took out of the safe this morning.

How can you be sure?

The substitute was an X-man imitation that a clinical test such as I performed

it would be hard to be certain.

I can tell you why I'm certain.

Last night, the fall came to dinner.

I wrote a Mr. Van der Leider of Amsterdam.

He examined the stones.

And you'll agree that a jewel expert like that couldn't be fooled.

That's too late, Anne.

And what did you do with the emerald after Mr. Van der Leider left?

I locked it in my safe and went to bed.

I didn't unlock the safe again until Dr. Stamford and Mr. Murphy came here this morning.

That's subtle to them.

The real emerald is still hidden somewhere in these two rooms.

But where?

That's the question.

I must say it's completely mystifying.

Well, let's go back to what we were all doing at the exact moment

you came into the room, Lady Anne, and informed us of the loss of your stone.

Now, we were...

Well, we would drink your toast to you.

And it...

Lady Anne.

Hard thinking is...

Well, it's thirsty work.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Let me get you something.

A glass of port.

No, no, thank you.

But I...

I observed that you have a remarkably comprehensive supplement of the clothes.

I wonder if I might have a glass of cream tomorrow.

Oh, of course.

I'll get it tomorrow.

Cream tomorrow from the middle of the day home.

I knew you were eccentric, but it's repeating.

It's awful.

It...

It cleanses, I picked it up.

I thought it might be the end.

There's something inside.

I love you, madam.

Thank you.

I'm sure you won't mind if I wish to secure on the answer, Defter.

So...

Lady Anne.

Allow me to restore to you the Elphanson Emerald.

Great, Scott.

A fantastic ingenious.

The one safe hiding place in the room.

Where could a green gem be more effectively hidden than in a bottle of green to cure?

Who stole it?

Who substituted the fake stone?

Frankly, I don't care.

The gem is restored.

That's all it matters.

I prefer not to go to court.

Neither you nor I, Mr. Sherlock Holmes,

would show up in the best of light.

And my father would disapprove of this whole affair, I'm afraid.

Just as you wish, Lady Anne.

In either case, I shall expect your check for my services in due course.

Oh, here we are to court here and again, Stanford.

Would you come in and join us for lunch?

Thanks, Watson, but I'll keep the cabin going.

I actually have a patient this afternoon.

A rare and delightful experience for a young doctor.

You probably know.

As rare and delightful as a client is for a young detective.

I quite understand, madam.

For responding to grateful to you for your profitable food.

I'm glad it was profitable for you.

Personally, I feel pretty stupid about the whole thing.

Well, goodbye.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

The night on the square, Gabby.

You're a master, baby.

Why, for my food?

Well, I'm afraid my conscience won't let me do much talking, doctor.

I'm hardly ashamed of myself.

Well, thanks for the lift up.

I'll leave you trapped.

Oh, no, it's in Johnson's.

You'll join us for lunch, Murphy.

But no, but it's about it.

I insist.

Come on.

What happened?

You're up there.

Nice of you.

Oh, come, come, come, Murphy.

Any one of us can make a foolish mistake.

It's just lucky that you didn't have to pay for yours.

Let's see who wishes it, David.

Yes, to three, please.

This way, miss you.

Does this, David, please?

Excellent, thank you.

I'd cure down as hungry as a hunter.

How about you, mother?

No, I'm afraid I have very little appetite.

This whole case is upset me, dreadful.

You mustn't take it so much to heart, Matthew.

By the way, doctor, I'd like to have your opinion on the case.

Who do you think staged the theft of the emerald today?

Perfectly obvious to me.

Lady Anne, pardon me, did it herself to collect insurance money?

If she hadn't, she'd have insisted on your finding the thief.

But tell you, you needn't worry, old chap.

You'll get your fee all right.

I'm sure of that.

Oh, I'm not worrying about the fee.

But I assure you, Lady Anne, did not engineer that fraud today.

You mean it was stepper?

I'm telling who was responsible, my dear Murphy.

But how should I know?

Oh, come now, Murphy.

Let's not tense any longer.

You did an excellent job.

It's a relative job.

I was almost sorry.

It's a point for you.

I don't think I understand you, Murphy.

Yes, you do, Murphy.

You're a splendid actor, too.

I was so deeply touched when you were a palancy still on a fake jewel.

And all the time you knew that a little one was safely hidden in the bottle of cream

demand.

Be abstractly that your laser, juice can't go.

Holmes, you might tell me what's going on here.

I'm completely absolutely in the dark.

Earlier, it's obvious, my dear doctor.

The imitation emerald was a brilliant copy.

What makes you so sure of that, my dear?

Because this April Fool's Day hoax was only conceived yesterday.

Oh, that is what you wish to be up to believe.

Such a superb paste gem could not have been made at such short notice.

Therefore, it must have been prepared by someone who knew about the hoax.

Before it was arranged.

Now, my dear doctor, when Stanford told you about the plan last night,

whose idea did he say it was?

He told me that it was Lady Ann Farlington's pleasure.

Besides, Lady Ann.

And get Lady Ann referred today as Stanford's idea.

Obviously, you, my dear, my dear.

They presented the plan to each as the notion of the other.

And so, only you could have arranged the real theft behind the hoax.

I repeat.

A splendid job.

Thank you, Mr. Holmes.

May I also compliment you on your cleverness in frustrating my plot?

Look here, what is all this?

One of you is a criminal.

The other is a detective.

It's referring to each other.

Complences, if you're in the same profession.

The dividing line between the criminal and the criminal investigator

is then you might imagine, my dear doctor.

How buried food might you at home?

Would you consider coming over to my side of the line?

Together, we'd make an unbeatable team.

Oh, are you flat-name?

Nevertheless, I must decline your offer, Mr. Murphy.

Oh, pity.

On your side of the line, you'll never be a rich fan.

But by the way, if your edification, my name is Murphy.

Those Stanford insists on thinking it is.

Then what is your name, you...

Your friend says the word scoundrel is so much better than you, doctor.

My name?

My name is Mercury.

Indeed, I spelled M-U-R-G-R-Y.

No.

D-M-E-I have so much trouble with my name.

People will either misspell it or miss pronounce it.

I'm afraid I'll have to begin calling it the way it looks.

M-O-R-I-A-R-T-Y.

Moriati.

Moriati.

I sort of remember that name.

I have a feeling we should meet again.

I trust that we shall.

You won the first round, Sherlock Holmes.

I admit that.

But I believe that a return match is indicated.

As you look forward to it, Moriati.

Now, doctor, I can't stand your bill for pleasure.

It's all a luck, shall we?

I guess that was a pretty hectic April bull's day.

I never wanted to see an up on a dicker like it.

I don't blame it.

You know, I sure hate to have someone come to my house

and pull a trick like that on me.

Why, Mr. Butler?

Do you have a purchase emerald?

Do you feel maybe stolen?

Are you kidding?

I wouldn't know the difference between a precious emerald

and a piece of green glass.

But when it comes to rubies, that's something else.

Oh, you wouldn't know a rubie when you saw it.

Sure.

Because a rubie has exactly the same color

as a glass of petri-california for it, held up to the light.

Mr. Butler, you can find more excuses.

You're talking about petri-wine and any man in the entire world?

Believe me.

Excuses.

I don't even excuse to talk about petri-wine.

Why there's a wine that actually speaks for itself.

If I may borrow a phrase from Shakespeare or somebody,

there's no other wine quite like petri-wine

because only petri-wine is made by the petri-family.

And the petri-family has been making wine for generations.

They've been handing down from father to son,

from father to son,

years and years of knowledge and experience

of the fine art of turning luscious grapes

with the clear, fragrant, delicious wine.

Yes, and because the making of petri-wine is a family affair,

those letters P-E-T-R-I on a bottle of wine

are the personal assurance of the petri-family

that every drop of wine in that bottle is good wine.

You never miss with a petri-wine

because petri took time to bring to good wine.

Well, Dr. Watson, what's the prescription for next week?

Well, next week with Dr. Bartell,

I'm going to tell you a rather unusual story.

It concerns a series of strange disappearances

and a murder with apparent reason

and yet it was a case that Sherlock Holmes solved

without ever meeting any of the suspects.

I call it the singular affair with disappearing scientists.

Well, I'm sure we'll all want to hear that one, Dr. Bartell.

Oh, I'm sure we'll go.

Oh, well, before you go, Mr. Bartell,

I want to urge our friends to do all they can

to save on the use of all wheat and rice products

and also fats and oils

that a million of families

are literally starving to death in Europe and Asia.

They're not being asked to give them our food,

but just being asked to take it easy on certain foods

so that there will be some left for them to buy.

I know there isn't one person listening to me tonight

who would knowingly let anyone starve

and remember, unless you do help,

thousands of little children will starve.

So please, let's share a meal and save life.

Tonight, Sherlock Holmes' adventure was written

by Dennis Green, an answer to the voucher

and was suggested by an incident in Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's story,

A Study in Scholars.

Music is by Dean Posler.

Mr. Rathbone appears through the courtesy of Metro Goldwood Mayor

and Mr. Bruce through the courtesy of Universal Pictures,

where they are now starring in the Sherlock Holmes series.

Petri wine company of San Francisco, California

invites you to tune in again next week,

same time, same station.

Sherlock Holmes comes to you from a Hollywood studio.

This is Harry Bartell saying good night for the Petri family.

For a solid hour of exciting mystery dramas,

listen every Monday on most of these same stations

at eight o'clock to Michael Shane,

followed immediately by Sherlock Holmes.

This is the Mutual Broadcasting...