Sherlock Holmes - Blarney Stone

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3:16How I'm sure I get friend Dr. Watson's ready for us. Let's go in and join him. Oh, there you are Mr. Bartell. Good evening, doctor. Say, where are the puppies this evening? Mr. Bartell, don't think it's about time you began to refer to them as the dogs almost a year old, you know, I stand corrected. Where are the dogs this evening? Well, they had another furious battle over the dead seal on the beach today. My housekeeper Mrs. West is giving them a much needed bond. They certainly have an aversion to seals, don't they? Well, Dr. R. you already with the nice new Sherry like on's adventure? Yes, my boy. And as yesterday was some Patrick's day, I decided to tell you a story that took place in Ireland a few years before the turn of the century. I imagine that you've heard of kissing the brownest tone, am I? Oh, yes, Dr. though I've never understood exactly what it meant. Well, let me explain it to you. Because the ceremony plays a very important part in the story tonight. Blondie Castle is an imposing 15th century ruin a few miles outside the town of Cork. The castle is many as store as high and on the former's tower,

4:19the famous Blondie Stone is situated. What's supposed to be the point in kissing it, doctor? The stone is considered a powerful talisman and the legend runs it. Whoever kisses it is in doubt with eloquence for life. Say, Dr. if I ever get over to Ireland, I'll certainly kiss that stone. But you're such a story teller yourself, doctor. How about you kissed it, huh? No, it's about to. I'm afraid I've had quite enough courage. Courage. Oh, why does it need courage, doctor? Well, because the Blondie Stone is sitting the most inaccessible position on the outside wall to kiss it, just custom it to lower the candidate for eloquence over the rampart, head foremost with a friend hanging onto his heels from the top of the castle. That's on dangerous, doctor. Well, it was, my boy, so much so that in recent years a great rail of unspikes has put around the pattern fit to prevent an accident. Of course, at the time tonight's toy took place, there was no such guard. And I have feeling that an accident did take place. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, it was about telling me to tell you the story from the beginning. Sherlock Holmes and I

5:23were staying in the city of Cork, where the great managers saw the signal of fair which a local press referred to as a pecoran murders. A few days before departure, for England, we paid a visit to Blondie Castle. I must confess that I had a certain desire to test a miraculous powers attributed to the Blondie Stone. I would assume she's my mind. However, those Holmes and I stood there, high on the turrets of Blondie Castle, and watched it terrified his shade, being holed up by his ankles and yelling at the top of his voice. Pull me up, pull me up, quickie! I think I'm great afraid! Wait, Scott, no idea that kissing the blondie stone was such a hazardous proceeding. No, it would seem that eloquence could be more easily obtained by hanging his suspended by his ankles from a bafflement with a hundred foot drop below and kissing a piece of stone. Never lose that again. Oh, never lose that again. I must say, I don't blame the fool. And yet my dear Chabon, I way over here, you've expressed a sneaking desire to kiss the stone yourself. I'll be very happy to hold your ankles if you want to try the experiment. Thank you. After witnessing the ceremony,

6:24I change the mind. Then I suggest we make our way back downstairs. I don't think there's much more to be seen up here. Well, by the way, Holmes, do you know the origin of the superstition regarding the Blondie Stone? Yes, I do, I doubt. The stone was, oh, you have the stone dates back to the middle of the 15th century. A certain Corn Mac Macaapy called the Strong, a descendant of the ancient kings of the Munster and builder of this castle, a chance to one day to save an old woman from drowning. Her gratitude, she offered Corn Maca golden tongue, which would have a power to influence men and women, friends and clothes as he will. She told him to mount the battle and kiss a certain stone in the wall five feet below the gap rail running around the top. He further directions and obtained all the fluent persuasiveness she had promised. And as the tallest bread in the Blondie Stone has been a magnet to pilgrims ever since. Yes, that's the person's legend. Oh, Holmes, yes, old chap. Tomorrow's the factory's day. I bet there'll be quite a better excitement in the village tonight. Do you think it'd be rather fun to say a visit to one of the local island's splendid idea, old chap? Our rather arduous work here in Ireland is concluded and I think we're more than entitled to a little gays.

7:46Charming, charming, awaited, singing it is worth. Sing very well too, just the same. I wish someone would come and take it out. Oh, there's a bar made. I'll see if I can catch a eye. At miss, miss. Would you do an MDF to want something? Yes, my dear. My friend and I were like a little refreshment and what would you suggest? What would I suggest, your honor? I'll be gone. There's but one drink a gentleman like yourself should be after poor in down yet. And that's the cream of carnivora. Who's given it a soft, near heartened and naked glow with a good feeling so that the little people of the after visit on you. Hi, time to light the, bring two glasses, will you? Yes, your honor. Yes, your honor. I must say I never heard an English bar made going to such raps with this over a nipple with you. No, the Irish are distinctly more colourful in their speech. It's an interesting fact though, Watson, that don't be Irish or curiously unrewarding in the criminal world. England's guts America, Australia have all produced classics of crime, but the Irish murders almost without exception to purely physical affairs of hot blood. You say that rather regretfully homes?

8:49Nobody, a chap? No, no, no. What's him? Look at this rather flirty gentleman coming towards our table. Looks to me as if he's a little under the wither. You've got to have a drink with me. Oh, thank you sir, thank you, please just ordered one. Well, you've got to have it with me. I went to the races at Colt today and made a killing. I'm going by old drinks, sir. I'm fed the, you're not. Are you afraid of? I'll sit down with you for a moment. There, my name's Hankine, Jeffrey Hankine. What's your name? My name's Holmes and this is my friend Dr. Watson. How did you do sir? How did you do? Here, Henry. There, do you want to answer? Hey, I'm paying for these here. Half a crown and you can keep a chain. You were blessings on you, you know. If you insist on paying for our drinks, Mr. Hankine, here's your very good health. Yes, indeed. You're both English, aren't you? Yes, sir. So, mine, it's certainly a relief to hear English voice again. Oh, you don't like the Irish little sir? Come, Barrett. First, me out by the rubber chum. Yes, indeed, sir. No, you wouldn't have yet to live with it all the time. Sometimes I think that if I hear one more Irish ten as singing, molly mollone, or one more reference to the little people,

9:53I should be raving now. A little in Arlen, sir? I have to. My own half interest in the Tweed Mill here, to see. In any case, my wife's Irish and she thinks there's no other country in the world, sir. There's I'm stuck here. See that couple sitting at the table over there? You mean the father was a very beautiful girl? Yes. Man's Michael Corker and my partner. Oh, the girl's absolutely ravishing. He'd like to meet her? I'd like to buy a jaw here as well. What do you say, home? Well, what's in the combination of my natural curiosity and your taste for pretty face would seem to suit the occasion, at my blade? I might just well warn you, doctor, that the pretty face belongs to my wife. Your wife? Oh, good, good, good, good, good, sorry. Oh, you better bring your glasses with you. Molly, my dear, I want you to meet two English friends of my Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson. How do you do, Mr. Holmes? Dr. Watson. Won't you sit down and join us? And this is my partner, Michael Corker and how do you do, Mr. Corker? How do you do, son?

10:53I'm glad to meet you. Please be seated, gentlemen. I have been thinking you're in court for more. Yes, this is Ankin, but we're returning to be in them in a few days. You've been to Blani Castle, I hope. Oh, yes, we were there, this afternoon. And did you, the love you have, the courage to kiss Blani Stone? No, no, we didn't. I'm afraid it's enough. Let's feed the young me. It's a lot of rubbish. That's what it is. Kiss me. It's a slattle stone. Have you the courage to do it, Jeffy? First, I have life, I'll make a fool of myself. Where's the bar, man? Dathling, I make a wager, Jeffy, that you haven't the courage to kiss the stone. How much is your bed, Michael? At a wager, a ten pound note on it. It's a bed, and you fell as witnesses. Archist to Blani Stone at noon tomorrow, and you'll be ten pounds the poor, Michael. And I suggest Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson be present as well. Lakin' acts as referees. Jeffy, dear, don't get so excited. Well, I don't like it when Michael suggests I don't have courage. You want some more drink, Mr. Henley? That's all of us, one sir. No more for me, thank you, Mr. Henley. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. And I guess you've had enough, Jeffy. Don't tell me when I've had enough money. In Dublin, especially the good old, no, not the filthy soul.

11:54Yeah, it's a good thing that I find the money. That is wonderful. And I find the real filthy. Sha! Jeffy, great. With your honor, if you want me to sing another song, my honor would like you to shut up that filthy catabour. Realness, a real life, all of us. With me, a song, please go on with your singing. In Dublin, spare city. You heard me of great song, playing a soon-aisex shut up. And I make shout out. Yes, ma'am. Jeffrey, I'm leaving here at once. Michael, please, take me home. It would be my pleasure, Molly. You're an ugly man, Mr. Henken. Knock him down, poor Sean, when he was singing just like a brother. No, devil with him, all of you. No Irishman will be after forgiven you for this night's work. No, not a little people of old Ireland either. You've made more enemies, Mr. Henken, than you'll ever see. But you'll be no one there there. You'll be there, you can't find me, you'll show me the Irish superstition. You had too much of us. Well, blessed by a soul, that was a charming little party on him, Mr. Englishman like Henken,

12:55or a disgrace to that country, importantly, they're not representative of. Yes, I must say, to have cursed put on me, like that barmaid, they'd on him. Watson. Yes? You do see the glances, which Mr. Henken's partner and his wife exchanged as blow started. There was more menace to him in those glances than in all the threats of all the little people in Ireland. I thought there was something between them. I'd say, Holmes, that bet about Henken kissing the brownest tone at noon tomorrow. Do you suppose... I suppose there's nothing all about that. But there are forces at work here that I don't like. I think Watson that you and I will be at the brownest tone at noon tomorrow. It's possible that the bet-mate's night is all part of the bet plan, and I have a feeling that the bet is still on. It's quite windy up here today, all the way up to the top of the tower, isn't it? Yes, it's just past noon. I wonder if that man, Henken, is going to keep the terms of his death.

13:55We'll soon learn. In the meanwhile, are you sure that you wouldn't like to change your mind and kiss the brownest tone at noon? No, quite sure. Like, just, ah, here they come now. Yes. Henken has his partner, Mr. Popperin. The bet is on Watson. Yes, I do see. I'm going to go to the next one. I'll be right back. The bet is on Watson. Good day, dear gentlemen. Oh, hello. My friends throughout the night. Well, I see you're going through the bet, son. Oh, yes. Jeffy stick his mind in the 10 pounds of mine. Your wife didn't become human, Mr. Henken. No, she didn't. I'm afraid I'm rather in disgrace from my behavior, like, Molly made me go around and see that way to fellow that I had. I offered him money, but he wouldn't take it. And you offer him an apology? Apologize, too. Wait, I should say not. Well, come on. Let's get this stupid fast over with. Eh? Are you sure your nerves can stand it, Jeffy? It's a drop of 100 feet or more, below you. Don't worry about me, Michael. Just go along to my ankles tightly and then let go. I'll climb onto the parapherst.

14:58There we are. Now, hold on to my feet, Michael. Allow me gently. Eh? I'm holding you, Jeffy. Allow me. Eh, right, you're out of Jeffy. Well, thought I wouldn't do that for 100 pounds. Sliding head first on a vertical wall. That's not my own. I can use the stones. Oh, his boots. They're slipping through my fingers. I can't hold it. Give it to me. I'm sitting. What are we doing? Hold on to him. Hold on to him. Oh, he's gotten. I just couldn't hold him. The way he's. No man could survive that drop. Mr. Cochran, you deliberately let your partner slip to his death. This is murder. Yeah. But I don't understand it. I... A strong man. But he just vanishes his hands like a greasy... Let me see your hands, Mr. Cochran. This is dreadful. Dreadful. Let's grease on your hands. grease. And with a fake trace of book-placking. Good Lord, home. That means, Watson. But someone knowing that Hankin was going to kiss the dynasty's own smear his boots with grease,

15:59so that he would slip out of the grass for whoever was holding him. A clever and never-to-vindirect, long-distance murder as ever I've encountered. The Red Bull Dragonberry Emergides. It's one of the many new drinks out now. Who knew ice cold drinks could be so quiet. Try them all only as we dance. You hear the remainder, Doc Watson's story in just a second, so I'm going to remind you that Petri, California, Sherry is not only wonderful before dinner, but it's good almost any time. If you had to choose just one wine for almost any occasion, that wine would be Petri Sherry. Petri Sherry is a perfect wine to serve in the afternoon or in the evening. It's good before dinner, yes, but it's well after dinner, too. In fact, with a bottle of Petri Sherry on your shelf,

17:00you've got practically a small-sized wine cell. So get a bottle of Petri Sherry soon. And remember, you can't mess with any wine that has the letters P-E-T-R-I on the label because all Petri wine is good wine. But, Doc Watson, this is quite a story you're telling us tonight. What happened next? I suppose you went down into the castle grounds and lived for Dead Man's body. What are we trying to, Mr. Bartel, but the apologies, but curiously, uncooperative, it refused to let us search insisting that the police be called first and so Mr. Bartel, half an hour after the tragedy, Holmes and I found ourselves standing in a tiny police station as we told the story to the local sergeant. I sure distanced be prayers, Mr. Holmes, since it's herbal story of Tommy. Tomorrow I'll be after a restaurant, Shaanoh Flattas. Shaanoh Flattas? He's a waiter at the end, the one who sings. That he is, that he is, and he sings like a breath of spring. Sorry to see him hang. But to you, you've got no proof that he was responsible for the murder?

18:01Proof you say so. But I can't arrest a big man, a factory man like Mr. Carpenter, can I? Or a fine lady like Mr. Hank, but you can't arrest a man without any evidence of guilt? Oh, I can't, can't I? Then suppose I tell you that Shaanoh Flatt cleansed the boots at the hotel where Mr. Hank had stayed. Does he? Then he had the perfect opportunity for the greasing of Hankin's boots this morning. And we know he had a motive for harming him. Your right, sir. And for what I have heard of the Dead Man's behavior last night, half a dozen people could have heard of make the best that he'd kissed the bloody stone today. Shaanoh Flatt is our man. Now I'll have to arrest a man tomorrow. But could he, then, not you go to do something today? A murderer is at large. Today is the centa-tricks day. Oh, I should let the poor fellow have the day. It is a, oh, he won't run away. Thank you, sir. Will you come back to the middle of the castle and sit for the body? They refuse to let me do it alone. And centa-tricks day? That I will not. We would need a crew of helpers. Where will I be after getting them on the best

19:01and centa-tricks day? No, no. We'll do that tomorrow, too. Now, up to there's a day for celebrate. Oh, your methods are sound misogynistic. Do they know, sir? Now, they have threatened about me. Just enjoy yourself today. Tomorrow we'll see what can be done about it. Well, good day, you gentlemen. Uh-oh. First of all, so I never seen such a happy, lucky place for them to lie. It's insuriating. If only I were a light wix-en and Hankin's the other guy could get to the bottom of this. Well, what are you going to do now, huh? Please, won't help us. Then we'll take the lorven to our own hands. I think we'll start off by going to the hotel and seeing what we can find out from Sean O'Flaherty. As I was going to Belly, your day I will remember. For the view, the lights and the lights is a hundred fifty of November with a moring. Who a day in a moring, you do? But, Eddie, oh, your honor, it would be after speaking to me, Sean O'Flaherty, perhaps? Yes, Sean. Did you know that Mr. Hankin, the man who struck you last night was dead?

20:03Dead. Will a fiverra man deserve to be beneath the side to his Jeffrey Hankin himself? A mean, ugly man. This need to be praised that he's done. How to be dicey? He was murdered. Murdered? But, the dead, I'm not surprised to hear it. Who murdered him, sir? At the moment, the police seem to think that, uh, you are the culprit. Me, self. Well, how would I be after murdering the men, sir, and I don't even know how he died? He died when he fell from the top of Blonic Castle as he was trying to kiss the stone. He fell because Mr. Cochran, his partner, couldn't hold on to his feet. His boots have been greased. And we know that you have been cleaning his boots, Sean. That I have, sir. I cleaned him this very morning. But I put no grease on him if that's what you'd be after suggesting. I'm suggesting nothing. I'm trying to establish a few facts. Do you know Kathleen the Barned? Oh, and why shouldn't I know, sir? She's to be a new wife before the winter's etching. No, she pronounced a curse on the dead man last night. Just after he had knocked you down. It's possible that, uh, she left.

21:03Yes, she comes up. Sean the darling, what did the fine gentleman do in there? Oh, Kathleen. They've come to ask me questions about the death of Mr. Hanken. You fell off Blonic Castle today and got himself murdered, is he? The scene's be praised. But, uh, what is that to do with you, my darling? But the gentlemen tell me that the village police think that I might have greased his boots, so he slipped with death. The village police is as stupid as my father's big sow. If Mr. Hanken fell to his death today because his boots were greased, I can tell you who did it. And who? The little people. I wore a Mr. Hanken last night that the little people had been after him. He insulted the irony. Oh, come, come, come, Maria. You don't seriously expect us to believe in the little people. And why not? You're all aware of them here. Oh, you're all aware of the fairies, all he did. But I know different. I've seen them. When I was a slip of a girl close to what I lived, there was a rat that's a fort, you know. And the wrath of the fairies for it.

22:03We never dared touch it with a spader or put down a tree growing on it to carry away a stone. We put our ear to the ground at night and we could hear the fairing music rising up from under the ground. Oh, they're gentle people. Most of the time, but they graced the boots of a man like Mr. Hanken if they didn't like them. That's the word you're honor. Holmes, I'm certain that we're wasting our time here. I guess I'll watch them get the whole thing turned on the greasing of those boots. If only I could have the boots in my hands, if only I could make laboratory tests. But until that adult of a police... But of course! I have it, Watson. You have what, Holmes? The answer, I hope. Get hold of Mrs. Hanken and Mr. Cochran. Have them meet me in the blanished stone tower in half an hour. You were you going to the police station to try and convince the sergeant that even at some Patrick's dates his duty to help me trap a murderer.

23:07You know, Mr. Holmes, you're an off-synid man. It's better since Patrick's Day and yet you insist that we meet here on the top of Larny Castle. What do you think you can prove? Moomer to Jeffy Hanken. Very well, Mr. Mali and I have to be here. Yes, Mr. Holmes. And poor Jeffy's body still lying somewhere below us. Mrs. Hanken, Mr. Cochran. I asked Dr. Watson to bring you here for a good reason. I assure you, you really want some? Quite really, Holmes. Good, Sergeant. Yes, sir. You asked me if why I've assembled the three of you here. I'm going to reconstruct the crime. I shall pay the part of the victim. My friend Dr. Watson will represent you, Mr. Cochran. No, I straddle the fat of it. So, what's the hold on to my... I've got a home. I've learned it on the face of the wall. I cure it. Holmes, Holmes, hold tight to the wall. Sir, I'm pushing so back. The murderers tried to get you. Your host is coming in. Please, madam. Come away. I might as well as I beg your pardon. I've got a home.

24:08Come, come, come. There we go. Oh, I know you're a boss. That was a near thing. Devilish boss, Sergeant, and very cleverly carried out. My boot was ungreased when I entered the cosmon. Yet someone has been able to apply Greece to them. Not my knowledge with them, the last few minutes. Sure, and how is that possible? Sir. I don't know, Sergeant. I must confess. Holmes, you stumbled as you came up the darkened staircase. Do you remember that? That's true. I shall have I forgotten. And you, Mrs. Hanken and you, Mr. Cochran, were kind enough to assist me to my feet. An excellent opportunity to apply the Greece. Now we know that one of you two is the murder. I'm going to have a jar of Greece somewhere. And, as I said, will you search the lady while I search Mr. Cochran? But this is ridiculous. Of course it is. How could we be guilty? Well, if you're not guilty, you've got no objection to being searched. Well, hung my ward here in your post, Mrs. Hanken. Is a jar of Greece. What? Now what have you to say if you're so unconscious, Sergeant? You've set the cheque engineer to a husband's murder and tried to engineer mine. Oh, no. No, I- I knew nothing about Jeffery's murder. Oh, Michael Darling, I swear to you. You won't worry, my darling. Oh, and that's not the better.

25:09I'm telling you you're wrong, Mr. Holmes. I- I was the murderer. Oh, no, Michael. You mustn't sacrifice yourself for me. I need this little play acting as Don Far enough, Mr. Cochran. You have just offered us, and once you think we will accept as a false confession. But I've established the one thing I wish to know, that you love your late partner's wife and she, you. And proud to admit that, Mr. Holmes. And now that she's a widow, I can say to you, often, for what are you in flame? That you murdered your partner. But- but the grease on your own boots, sir. I just found a jar of it, and this is Michael and I. Oh, thank that, my dissonance. It was all part of my little plan. As to the grease on my boots, I can just- I placed it there myself. Just as I implanted the jar of grease in your bag, Mr. Holmes. Why? A further accomplished two ends. It forced you, Mr. Cochran, into a portrayal of your love. But what was more important, it was from what Dr. Watson's natural reactions were that a man holding the grease boots could not fail to realize that fact at once. You brazenly committed murder before a very eyes, Mr. Cochran.

26:11Hoping to appear as a person victim of another's plot. Your theory is an ingenious one, sir. But how can you prove it? I can claim that my hands are unusually insensitive. And after delicate fingers of a doctor like your friend. Yes, he's right, sir. How can you prove it? When, uh, with your kind cooperation, Sergeant, we find the body of Mr. Hanken and examine it. I shall study his boots. If the grease was applied at the hotel, as it would have been if, uh, trauma flat you'd done it, the boots will reveal dust from the walk here. If there is no dust, the grease must have been applied as you grasp your partner's boots with grease- sneered hands, Mr. Cochran. You should know best what my test will reveal. I'm going to cause it, I'm going to make it. Come back, I'm going to cause it. Please don't. We're buying money, Middharlin. No! Great scotty. You can't pull for the carpet. Now, Mr. Holmes, you can see that I was right, sir. Wasn't I? What do you mean, Sergeant? Uh, and waiting until tomorrow to get the search party.

27:12Now we can be after finding both bodies at the one time. MUSIC Doctor, that was, it was really an unusual story. Yeah, even though I get a bit of a shudder when I think of that afternoon at the castle. I don't blame you. Doctor, you know something, uh, early of this evening, I said that if I ever got to Ireland, I'd certainly want to kiss the Blarnie Stone, remember? Yeah. Well, I've changed my mind. I know more want to hang by my heels, kiss that stone, then... Well, just, let's forget. But my boy, don't forget, if you kiss that stone, you get to give to Velocons. You'd be the most convincing fellow in the world. So... So, well, whenever you talked about Petty Wine, you'd really do people a favor because they wouldn't be able to resist trying it.

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