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I come to back. I am Mr. Bato, and I think you'll find it the most unusual story.

If you can, on a winter's night, you're 1896. Comes and I had gone to a better

on the east end of London to see a performance of a famous old English melodrama

called Sweetie Todd, the Demon Barma of Beatsbury.

It's a good bloodthirsty title, Bucket. Demon Barma.

He sounds as though he's specializing in close shades.

He's great as me, Mr. Bato. That's almost unforgivable.

He was a murderer of a racist appetite who faced his victims in a special constructed barbers' chair.

Cuped her throat and then pressed the lever to swing the chair over

and it can't be unfortunately picked him into a horrible cellar for needy shots.

This is only a stage play you're talking about, Dr.

As my story begins, we were seated in a private box watching one of the closing scenes.

Holmes was leaning forward in his chair following the action on the stage with an obvious delight.

While I set the side in equally intro, an actor by the name of Mark Humphries was

playing the part of Sweetie Todd and the one who denied that he was playing it.

Where are you going, Tobias?

You're the nearest magistrate, Sweetie Todd.

Who did now to defeat these cruel Holmes-laden murderers?

You have to know, Shadow, think to the chair with you and over and down into the depths of all.

Oh!

Ha, ha, ha, there!

Tell me, when it comes to this apparition,

she's the ghost of another customer of mine.

The yearning grave yields a pissed-ass mean maids to prove no guilt.

Then we have done!

The despair becomes the future of his murder.

Oh, tell me, it's not I that flew you.

Let's believe!

I'll kill me!

Let's believe!

Ha, ha, ha, ha!

Oh, I saw Holmes, that for the Mark Humphries is the most fired actor

that I've ever seen on a stage.

I've only been chanting once.

It seems to you he's really caught the play of this murderous monster piece.

Not all of the restraining performance of the Barba Sweeney Todd would be unthinkable.

No, first, first, first word.

I must say his makeup seems rather overdone.

No Barba would be difficult and enormous beard.

It's most impractical, probably because of the customer's faces.

By the way, I know it's from the program that Mark Humphries, as well as being the principal actor,

is also the owner of the company.

He also current trend towards the actor managers of the Healthy Sign, I think.

Darren, excuse me, but is what have you, gentlemen, Mr. Shalatho?

Yes, I was asked to give you this news.

Thank you.

No one else knows that you're the third, huh?

You will find out.

Ah, this notice from Mark Humphries, our actor manager.

What's it say?

The other two homes I recognize you in your box,

based on my personal mark of form.

My sanity and even the safety of London, perhaps, depends on your compliance.

Oh, my sanity and the safety of London.

I wonder what an earth you mean.

That's my dear fellow.

We can end it discover by going backstage to meet you.

As it is, the curtain is going up.

And I'll see you for a little longer.

We must possess our souls and patience.

Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

Yes, sir.

My name is Lindsay.

Derek Lindsay.

I'm the business manager.

Mr. Humphries asked me to be through the stage door.

It could be his dressing room.

Thank you very much.

So this is my colleague Dr. Watts.

Hi, do you know?

Oh, how are you, doctor?

Will you, will you follow me please?

Excuse me asking, Mr. Lindsay,

but surely you must be related to that distinguished actor of some years back.

Listen, Lindsay.

Oh, he was my father, Mr. Holmes.

Often, he resembled him as a strawberry.

Such a heritage.

Mr. Lindsay, you must love the theatre.

He'll probably stand like her, is it?

But I hate it.

However, it's the only thing I have a strength for.

And as we manage to be made in it sometimes.

And money is a thing I both like and want from Mr. Holmes.

I do hope you will be able to help Mark Humphries.

He certainly needs it.

No, no, it seems to be his trouble.

But he'll have to tell you that's been so.

But his wife and I think there's Mr. Humphries now.

Maria.

Maria, this is Mr. Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Wattson.

Mrs. Mark Humphries.

Have you done?

Almost at home.

I'm so grateful that you're going to see Mark.

He's in such a dreadful state.

There have been times lately when Mr. Lindsay and I

have been afraid he's going out of his mind.

Have him be there.

Indeed, we have.

We're both dreadful about him.

In that case, I hope I can be a servicing,

which is his blessing, Mark.

Number one, next door to Mark.

Yes, I think it'll be better if Mr. Holmes and Dr. Wattson go in and own.

I'm sure Mark will see it more freely if we're not in the room.

I think perhaps that is a good idea, Mrs. Humphries.

We'll see you later on.

Come on, Bill.

That's all.

Bye.

Thanks, Captain, you're here.

First of all, Mr. Humphries.

And this is Dr. Wattson.

What, tonight?

Yes, I know of you, too.

I do, too.

Sit down, Mr. Gentleman.

You're wondering why I asked you to come back and see me, of course.

Now for this, eh?

Well, I won't be about to burst and waste a time.

I come straight to the point.

I'm going mad.

Oh, come on, come on.

I know, I know it's fantastic, but it's true.

I've often heard of actors beginning to live up at software stages that play on it.

Well, it's happening to me.

I'm turning into another swinging Todd.

The character I'm portraying on the stage.

You're suggesting, sir, that you're off the pencil and murderer?

Yes, I am.

What reason do you have for holding that belief?

Reason?

Listen to this.

Three times in the past week,

I've wakened in the morning to find my boots covered with mud

and my razor stains with blood.

Great.

God, if I had no recollection of any untold events during the night?

None.

Have you ever predicted to the unfortunate habit of sleep walking through?

Not to my knowledge, doctor.

And if I had been,

sorry, my wife would have told me about her wife.

Where do you live, Miss Humphrey?

We have a flat here, about the theatre.

About the theatre, eh?

And, Mr Humphrey, as you say, that on three separate occasions on the

evening in the morning,

we found a bloodstained razor and mud-covered boots.

Can you show us this proof?

No.

No, I can't.

I was also frightened that my wife would see that I

achined on before she had the opportunity of finding them.

It is, eh?

It would have been very valuable clues in the case like that.

I couldn't risk my wife seeing everything like that, doctor.

She'd know the truth.

But at night times,

while she's asleep,

some devilish, unconscious urges,

overcoming an urge that causes me to towel the streets of London,

razor in hand, looking for a victim, Mr. Holmes.

He got to help me.

I'm certain that with telling it, I've been committing murder and if you don't

help me, I'll go on the line.

Mr. Humphrey's late.

I'd undertake the case.

It's a very unique assignment in effect.

I've been engaged by a possible murderer to prove him guilty.

Well, Mr. Holmes, I've been through all the record we have here at Scotland Yard.

You found it, Baker-Bixon.

The last two months, we hadn't had one case of an unsolved killing with a razor.

Any mysterious disappearances?

I'm sorry, doctor, there's never a day that passes to that one until then.

Here's a list of Mr. Holmes, if it's any use to you.

Thanks, come on, Watson.

Good morning. We can go back to the theatre and sit our friend's mind.

It's time.

Much obliged to get some.

Yeah, to be a service.

Cheers.

We examined the homicide records at Scotland Yard,

after leaving the last night at Humphrey.

There have been no unsolved razor murders in London during the past four nights.

And therefore, I think you may rest easy on that scholar.

But it proves nothing.

Remember that in the place we need Todd's victims and never found either.

Thanks to a single and irreparable ingenuity, exposing them.

But this is real life, Mr. Hunter.

Then how do you account for the blooded razors and the muddy boots?

So now, are you sure that they are just in your imaginations, sir?

You admit that your wife's never seen them?

The whole thing could be.

You will, too, say, an overdose of...

Is it really Todd?

Well, I admit that I'm suffering from the surface of that.

And when I drop the paper in your repertoire,

I manage a dirty thingsy, won't let me.

It's not best money maker.

He's always got a keen eye to business.

Mr. Holmes, I can see that you still don't believe my story.

So I've saved some evidence for your evidence that I found this morning.

Look at these.

Now, what do you say?

You still think it's my imagination?

Cutter, glass tanned razor, and boots covered with mud.

Splendid.

I've lost some real clues to where the whole thing would be so calm, Holmes.

It happened again last night.

Do you realize that I'm a murderer?

I'm a minister of society?

So I haven't stayed locked me up before I do some more damage.

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

Don't get so excited.

Mr. Hunter, I should like to take these objects back to the street where I can

perform some chemical tests.

You have no objections, I hope?

Objections.

Mr. Holmes, you know.

Excellent.

You have told no one of this fetched discovery of yours.

No one.

Not even Derek Lynch.

Derek Lynch, that's your manager, isn't it?

Yes.

The best friend I ever had.

If it was hard to hurt before him,

if the Derek would hurt me back on my feet until two years ago,

when I put on that disaster's production,

and that best,

then I'd be the day that went for him.

It'll cost great deal of money on that production, sir.

In any of the penny I had, indeed.

By the way, oh, where is your wife?

There's something.

She's in the dressing room next door.

We have a machine next door.

I'd like a word that there are.

What's no chap on the wick here for me?

We know I won't be a moment.

All right, go out home.

Where is it?

Tog home.

You want to talk to me, Mr. Holmes?

For a moment.

Now I come in, Mrs. Humphreys.

Well, wouldn't we talk on the stage?

You're tempting.

I can prepare to come into your dressing room if you don't mind.

But I have to say, it's confidential.

Very well done, come in.

Mr. Holmes, may I introduce to you

to your vanilla young musical director?

How do you do, sir?

He's a great, ugly, meatless soul, great senior at home.

I have so admired you, oh, oh, and I have indeed you.

Many times I say to myself, you said to me,

I'll say it vanilla, if you don't mind,

I wish to speak to Mrs. Humphreys alone.

Oh, I quite understand.

Excuse me, sir.

Are you all right?

I don't know whether you're all right.

Mr. Holmes, I'm really awfully glad of this opportunity

to talk to you.

Show me truthfully, think about your opinion

of my husband.

Hasn't formed the definite opinion yet,

except that it's possible that he's the victim of a broad,

I just wanted to ask you a couple of questions,

if you don't mind.

First note, Mr. Holmes.

As your husband ever shown evidence of being a sleepwalker?

A sleepwalker?

Oh, no, never.

I see.

Are you a light sleeper?

Yes, I am, except you never said.

Hi.

Oh, I'm just curious.

You're being very mysterious, Mr. Holmes.

Can't you tell even me what's going on?

I, by my turn, has been the answer to that question

before the night's performance.

I'm afraid I can't tell you anymore until then.

Oh.

And now may I ask a question?

Well, certainly.

No, I won't promise to answer it.

You said just now that my husband

might be the victim of a fraud.

What did you mean?

Again, I'm afraid you must wait

for the specific answer to that question.

However,

that another fraud being factored

has gone in that I can speak up now.

What's wrong?

The fraud that you are indulging in, Mrs. Hunter's.

Huh?

What do you mean?

Of course, this particular fraud is none of my business,

but when I almost post my page on dressing room,

find your musical director,

the country of vice-spot around one's children,

suggestions of rules on his cheek,

it doesn't take a great deal of intelligence,

to deduce that your husband has been deceived.

Get all the clear.

That's one's.

That's exactly what I propose doing.

Good day, you met him.

No doubt, I shall see you later on.

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Well, Holmes wanted to make a skill

to tell you about the mud on the boots

and the blood stains on the razor.

I want to bank on the mud, old chef.

It's been a common type that is found

in most parts of London.

And he's blood?

I'm examining that now.

It's the change of cases ever, I remember, Holmes.

Here you are trying to prove a man innocent

when he insists that he's guilty.

Like Torch Watson?

Here's the answer.

What?

This is definitely not human blood.

He's probably keen on it.

Now a swing top meddler's

would hardly drive its victim to kill dogs.

Therefore, it's obvious that mark companies

is the victim of a devilish plot.

And he's not the murderer.

No, come on, old fellow.

Instead of a devil at once and give him the good news.

What have they answered?

They thought it was an awful time.

I must be in his dressing room, I'm not again.

Come on, Watson, let's go in.

Oh, look, look, he's something he's doesn't give us.

I hope we're not too late.

Yeah, give me a hand for them.

We are too late.

His pulse has been cut.

Good, devil.

I have promised him a solution to his troubles

before the night preserver.

Little did I think that the solution would be.

Death.

Death.

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Well, Dr. Watson, what happened next?

Well, I think I'll pick up the story exactly where I left off.

Holmes and I were standing in Mark Hampton's dressing room,

looking with horror,

the flash of the throat and the extra manager.

They were supposed to stop excusing those Holmes' voice.

I'm just in the solution to this trouble.

It was important night to go over.

People thought I think that solution would be...

Yeah, it was just worry over his supposed madness.

Dr. Watson, could it feel so?

So is I'd rather so, fellow. It's murder.

Look at the razor cut in his hand.

I think it's face there by the murder,

or we can hold it for the chance to set in.

In any case, scrutinise the wound.

Would that look as if it had been done by the hand of a suicide?

No, don't see why not.

Look at this old chap.

The death of the wound is eaten.

That as a suicide cut, always wabbers towards the end.

Oh, this is murder button.

And I think I know who did it.

But I have the deliverance, and it's their trap.

What kind of a trap home?

I'm trying to kill you now, fellow.

Maybe a moment comes.

I'll put you to Scotland's yard and get Inspector Gregson.

Bring him back here as fast as you can.

Aren't you, huh?

And Watson?

Yes?

They'll absolutely know one except Gregson of my company's death.

They say that he's still alive well,

and that his problems are solved.

It's a performance of the plan.

If you worry about that old chap, I'll put you to Scotland's yard.

I'm sorry it took so long to find me, Dr. Watson.

I was out on another occasion.

Oh, that's all I can expect there.

The performance, if there is one,

must be nearly over there, no?

Here's the stage door, sir.

Yes, here we are.

Here, here, you can't go on this stage.

Who says I can't?

I'm Inspector Gregson of Scotland's yard.

Oh, sorry.

The performance is going on.

I wonder who the devil's playing to win it, sir.

Come along, come along.

Just stand here in the wing.

I'll tell you the fire story.

Is it done at the wing to rip things through this stutter?

This is awful.

There's my compass on the stage.

That's why I'm in the stutter.

I don't believe in ghost, Doctor.

Right here, is it?

It's Holmes.

It's like that.

Who's this?

Ah.

It's you, Mrs. Cummins.

Come with a hint to pick up books.

I'll pick it up.

I'm off to find you.

Don't you think it's time for the conference?

Get it?

You'll cut that first, too.

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.

You'll bring you why you've burnt down that in hell, David.

You'll remember.

No.

Ha-ha-ha-ha.

Here, hidden.

Come, Margaret.

Amazing disguise.

I never had recognized him.

You're both here.

Oh, whom were you after?

Surely that's apparent.

I disguised myself as the dead man, hoping to pass the murder's hand.

He'll run a terrible risk, mister.

Out of my profession, Rickson.

Here comes Senior Vannelly, musical director.

What's here, tell him?

I had to leave the awkward to pick the common congraturation.

Never had you given a final performance.

Prove guilty or prove guilty.

Oh, thank you, thank you.

But it is true.

You've hardly seen the same person.

Your performance is incomparable.

Keep it up, Mark.

Keep it up.

I think he spotted you home.

Yes, sir.

I didn't like his look as he said that.

Well, whoever it is, think that's the hand zoom.

Keep going up in the last scene.

Keep your eyes open and suspect everyone.

Be powerful.

Is my Lord son?

Is by your side, not your real own image, lord, with shame and blood.

We'll come once until he's sissed on your front ear.

Father, die horizontally, if not for you fear Lord,

Oh, dear, but he's not what's in here, Lord Judd, not what to see.

Still the tickles stick there.

I get it, come to this.

It's useless to deny my guilt,

but any dead rise from their sentiments to prove

Sweeney Todd, am I there?

I, George, want an actor in a made-up?

Yeah, for an actor he is good.

I'm happy I know how you remember the lines, though,

even if he has to say half a dozen times, till he comes round.

Hello, home.

You do splendid.

But it didn't work, but it didn't work on the target.

Murderer still hasn't hit his hand.

Have I underestimated him?

Look, sir, if you have, sir.

And if you don't mind my time, sir, I think you'd have been a lot wiser

to let me handle the case as soon as you found his body.

Instead of going in for all this, uh,

dressing up stuff, open, of course.

Now I see it.

Only one person could have killed my comfores.

Oh, home.

Who was I saying I'll show you?

I'm going to hunt his dressing room now alone.

Give me a few moments to start and then follow me.

Out of sight, but with fear shot.

Doctor Watson, why does Mr. Holmes always have to be so gloomy and mysterious?

Why can't he just say who the murderer is and take us to?

Well, I've been with Mr. Holmes on a great minute.

And it cases great, and then if I can't answer that question,

come along.

He's got a big enough staff now.

After I'm going to have doctor, and yet there are times when I get so angry with him,

he shouldn't risk his life like that.

Well, you know Mr. Holmes, you never came with me.

Don't one of these days he's going to wake up and find himself dead.

That's the door.

Stop on the inside with him.

You double down, please!

How many times do I have to kill you?

Great scottest take lives of the business manager.

Come on, Greg.

Don't lose it.

You've succeeded in killing him, Chris, but you won't kill me.

Hello?

Oh, very neat, Gregson.

Are you all right, Holmes?

Perfectly thanks, old chap. I'm a little tired.

A Gregson might guess hello. Would you take over from here?

I think I've had enough melodrama for one day.

Ah.

A blessing what's in the back of the industry.

You began a cracking farm. I'd dressing down on your company,

combined to make a soothing ending for a somewhat violent day.

Yes, in the most recent news, okay, Holmes.

I still don't entirely understand it.

The original part, of course, was to try and drop my company's mad.

And make him think that he's a murderer.

And it comes to the boots and the blood, then, razor.

Precisely, my dear fellow.

And the killer having conditions is victim by this trickery.

Then murdered him, trying to make it appear a suicide.

Now, who had a motive?

Three people.

This is Humphrey, the lover of Senior Vanilla,

and Derek Lindsay. I must say, like the sixth wife.

Oh, so did I, for a while.

And yet it was illogical. She knew,

and we may therefore presume that I love her new,

and that I was suspicious of her.

And she must have known that you promised her husband a solution

to his trouble before the night was heard.

It seems highly improbable that she or Senior Vanilla,

would have picked this suicide at that point.

That's right, my dear fellow.

So I investigated Derek Lindsay's affairs,

and found that pot compressive referred to as the kindly act of print

in helping him back onto his feet,

while, in reality, the mortgaging of his entire theatrical effects,

then she stood to inherit the theater on Humphrey's death.

Therefore, I was convinced that he was the killer.

And then, after he'd murdered him,

he saw what he thought to be Mark Humphrey's on the stage.

Ah, that's what I was slow and stupid old lad.

I couldn't imagine what motive day the cold, clear nerve

to suppress all reactions when he saw his supposed victim

revived on the stage.

Only at that moment did I realize.

What was the motive that made him hold his hand?

A characteristic that ruled his life.

What's an avarice?

A morbid love of money.

You see, he did attack me during the performance.

He'd have had to refund the money to the audience.

His greed conquered all other passions.

It made him wait until the performance was finished before he attempted my life.

You know, Humph, how the case has solved.

I'll tell you something in confidence.

At the end of the play tonight, I will afraid the truth.

It made a mistake.

It was on the case.

Gregson thought that too.

And I, Watson, will tell you something in confidence.

Oh, what is it?

There was three of us that thought the same way.

No, you're being modest, though.

No, no, no, no.

I assure you one thing, my dear chef.

In fact, in the future,

if it should strike you that I am more well,

getting a little bit confident of my powers

or perhaps getting less pains to a face than it deserves,

kindly whisper,

we need to add in my ear, will you?

I shall be infinitely obliged to you.

That's it. I was a swell story.

And a pretty narrow escape for home.

Yeah.

Almost all the kids too late.

They're both in there.

The thing that sticks to my mind is the fact that

this is one of the very repetitions

when Holmes almost made a serious mistake.

We all make mistakes the time, don't we?

I'll tell you what I said,

we all make mistakes the time.

Mmm, I suppose so.

You mean to stand there and tell me that you never make mistakes?

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I'll tell Patrick again.

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Well, doctor Watson, do you care to give us a clue

about next week's Sherlock on the Bell?

No, I'm going to see you next week, Mr. Bartel.

Next week now.

Yes, I'm going to tell you a colorful story that took place

in the Parisian circus in 1890.

It concerns a very important person.

A lady of bed, a writer, and a sane deaf.

But fuck, that's warming.

Oh boy, I can't miss that one, doctor.

Good, well, now before you go,

I want to say something to all our friends.

I want you just to think for a minute.

Think of how terrible it is to see help us,

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