Sherlock Holmes - Second Generation

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And now for our weekly visit with the good Dr. Watson. I'm sure he's expecting us.

Man, come in, come in. Oh, there you are. I'm just about to tell.

Today, Dr. Oh, no, no, don't get up, you look much too comfortable.

Take off your overcoat and come and join me.

Well, I can tell you a story of a scandal in Bohemia last week, Dr. And tonight you promised

us a sequel. Yes, that's right. That's about to tell a sequel to place over 20 years afterwards.

In 1909, to be exact, Sherlock Holmes was living on his Sussex B farm.

Is only in June, I remember that I received a telegram from the great man asking me to come

and spend the long weekend with him. And I'm sure you needed no urging to accept the invitation.

And none, Mr. Botto, none at all. I hadn't seen Holmes for some time and this fact combined

with my brother in different health found me on the east-spawn train a few hours after receiving

the telegram. A dog cart was at the station to meet me, and after a wrist drive across the

downs, I found myself once more with my good friend. He looked somewhat older than when I'd

seen him, but as he spoke to me, I realized from the keenness of his voice and the sparkle in his

eye that Sherlock Holmes would never really be old. After a while, our conversation lapsed into

the comfortable silence that he could just kept on me, exist only between friends. And then

as the sun was setting, Holmes picked up his beloved violin and began to play some haunting melody.

As he lay back, eyes half closed, his long thin fingers caressing the instrument, a wave of

nostalgia swept over me. I thought of the many years that we'd spent together and the exciting

adventures that we had shared during the old days in Baker Street.

Beautiful, quite beautiful. Thank you, Watson. You look

commonly wistfully at you. You're thinking of the old days? Yes, Holmes. I was. There was I.

Oh, well, those were exciting times, but it's comforting to think that now we will not be disturbed

by Tangling Doorbell, followed shortly by some poor devil in trouble. Nowadays, my greatest

excitement is connected with the segregation of the Queen Bee, and the night time for Clivity's,

the Charles Augustus, my Tomcat. I still find it hard to think of you in return,

Holmes. Do you ever consider returning to active practice?

Oh, I consider it occasionally, and then reject the idea, and then you should work only

up to the peak of his ability. I'm past my nonsense, Holmes. It just alertes over you.

Mentally, perhaps, but not physically. Would we consider handling a small problem in England?

With personal problems that affects you, my dear chef, you know, I'll do anything I can.

Well, it's not exactly my problem, Holmes, but it was a charming young girl on the train. We got

in the conversation. You don't age it in a row, chef. Yeah, just as susceptible as ever.

Oh, no, no, no, no, Holmes, at me finished. She said that you knew her mother quite well.

Her mother? Come in.

Oh, yes, he does, my lady.

I'm sorry to disturb you, Mr. Holmes. Your man said, I might come in. My master, Mr.

Litton Stanley, instructed me to deliver this note. Oh, thank you.

He, uh, also instructed me to wait for a reply.

What comes on the dividends? You took my sir that there's no answer to this letter.

But he told me I must get a reply. You would tell Mr. Litton Stanley that I will instruct my

solicitors to reply to his messaging due course. Yes, sir. That's all dealers. You may go.

Very good, sir.

Oh, what did the notes say, Holmes?

We did it for yourself.

Keep yourself at ease where they belong. One of my guests was hung yesterday.

If this happens again, I'll have the police run you out of this place.

Lord, I'm offensive letter.

The man himself is even more offensive. He's a retirement manufacturer who thinks that he's

immense wealth entitled him to the premiere of the local residence. Oh, but let not spoil a

nice, sunny afternoon by discussing him. Please continue with the story of the young lady that you met on the trip.

Yes, I'd like to. A little thing seems in dreadful trouble. I do wish you would help her.

You say that she told you, um, her mother knew me. Yes, my surname. Notten. I really notten.

Notten. I don't seem to recall.

Oh, but of course, where is the go? What's in it? You staying at the red line in the village.

Then ring the robber telephone and ask her to come over here as fast as you can. Of course I'll help her.

I'm relying on Holmes, but what made you change your mind so suddenly?

Do you remember so short that you can't remember?

Irene Adler. Tell you haven't forgotten it. In the case you called a scandal in both Himia,

I was completely fooled by her. Oh, Julius, of course. You always referred to as the woman.

But how does Irene notten fit into the picture?

Irene Adler married a barrister named Jeffrey. Tell Miss Notten to come at once watching.

She is the daughter of the woman.

Mr. Holmes, I've heard too much about you from mother. She says you're the cleverest man in England.

You know, mother flat is me, my dear child. She herself was much smaller than I. In fact,

yes. Did she ever tell you about the circumstances under which we met?

Mr. Holmes, though she did tell me if you were a witness when she and my father were married.

Very true, my dear, very true. Though the occasion was a little, well, if you say I'm usual,

look here. Mr. Golden's operand, I wear on my watch chain as momentum of that day.

I also have a charming photograph of your mother. You must have known her quite well.

How about telling Mr. Holmes about your troubles, my dear?

Remindessances are charming that they can wait until we've dealt with your problems.

Mr. Holmes, I'm being blackmailed. Oh, I'm sorry to hear it. By whom?

By a neighbor of yours, Mr. Litten Stanley. Do you know him?

Oh, yes, indeed I do.

No matter the fact, Mr. Holmes has seemed the most offensive note from the gentleman less than an hour ago.

What hold is Mr. Stanley have of you, my dear?

He has some letters, some rather indiscreet letters of mine that I wrote to a friend of his last year.

How did he obtain these letters, Miss Norton?

Most of stolen them. I don't know how, but when I was staying in his house a few weeks ago,

he told me that he had them and asked 5,000 pounds for their return.

And why should he consider a letter even indiscreet letters with so large a sum?

I'm engaged to be married to Lord Weston's son.

That awful man that Stanley knows that if my fiance saw the letters, the marriage would never take place.

They must be extremely compromising.

They are, really, but I was much younger when I wrote them.

In fact, I was only 17 and I'm afraid they could easily be misconstrued.

Have you told your mother?

No, she'd never understand.

She might surprise you on that, but I think, how about your father?

Daddy's a barrister. You can imagine how straight he'd be about the whole thing.

That's why I came to you, Mr. Holmes.

Oh, I see. You, uh, you feel that I am not so, uh, well, should we say, strictly?

Of course you aren't.

Mother told me about you, and in any case, I've read Dr. Watson's story.

What is in my dear fellow?

Your story is, well, lend me a serious trouble one of these days.

Oh, what are you suggesting Mr. Holmes can do for him, Miss Norton?

Get the letters back, or me?

But how?

Still a little cold.

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

My dear Watson, don't be shocked.

Miss Norton is a fourth-right girl.

Like a mother before her, it's a little stretching.

Mr. Holmes, you can't say you won't help me.

No, why you don't think that I can't say it.

In any case, I have a slight personal score to settle with Mr. Lipin Stanley, myself.

He's rude and has no understanding, be as hard you're going to steal the letter.

That problem requires a little thought, though, chap.

I can tell you how to do it, Mr. Holmes.

Oh, this is delightful, my dear.

You'll explain the problem, and also the way it's solving it.

How easy a detective's worth might be if all cans

were equally helpful.

Tell me, what is your plan?

Marlowe, the seven-taste offer at Mr. Litton's canvases.

He'll be alone there during the afternoon.

How'd you know that fact?

My maid was keeping company as they say with Dee

with the buffalo when I was staying there a few weeks ago.

She found out everything from him.

My letters are kept in a filigree box in his desk.

With your enterprise, my dear, I'm surprised

that you didn't find open the doors for salt.

I did.

But it's very sturdy and has a combination heart.

However, I'm sure that you and Dr. Watson

can think of some way of getting the letters.

Particularly if Mr. Litton's family's alone in the house.

I wish to do our business.

How must we one thing, though, both of you?

No, what's up?

Don't read the letters, will you?

I'm really rather ashamed of writing them.

Oh, of course we work my dear, too.

You're both so sweet to me.

How can I thank you?

Thanks for being a little conventure.

Let them...

You could do us a favor.

Of course, what is it?

Your mother had a beautiful voice, I recall.

I...

I wonder if you would help her tell us.

I do sing, though, I've never done so professionally, like mother.

And I'd never played the violin professionally.

But perhaps, in the tweeners, we could give what's my little concerto.

A little light-fly dear.

We can't do anything until tomorrow, anyway.

What would you like to sing?

Ha-ha-ha.

Song's my mother taught.

Really, really remarkably appropriate.

The day of the day, the long time and year.

The end of the framerate.

Shawnee, tonight's music, and tomorrow,

the touch of daylight robbery.

You know, Watson, you know, this guy is really excellent.

I must confess, I'm a little apprehensive.

I will, yeah.

There's no need to be.

I assure you.

You, as Dr. Hanish and I, as the reprimand,

are calling Mr. Stanley, ostensibly in search of a contribution

for my charity hospital that you are in charge of.

What could be simpler?

What were you decided on the role of a clergyman?

It should simplify our entrance of the house.

I must confess that a rare touch of sentiments,

prompted the choice of my disguise.

How does sentiment enter into it?

Oh, surely you'll remember that it was in the role

of a simple, minded, non-conformist clergyman

that I once attempted to deceive Miss Norton's mother.

That's right.

Yes, I've forgotten.

That woman, really.

Fascinating.

No, she does all she has.

Arrini Adler was one woman I've always regarded

with unbounded admiration.

Even though she was a criminal,

but the math of this, come on over to the film.

Are you ready?

You have the equipment I mentioned to you.

In my pocket?

At the splurple shop.

Let's splurple.

I'm sorry, Dr. Henry.

Come, come, come.

I did a reverent apple bit reparsing your language.

Is this hardly proof?

I'm sorry, Dr. Henry.

There comes someone.

Yes.

Mr. Stanton.

That's one aim.

A mind is echoed by, and this is my friend, Dr. Henry.

Time for, to me, you should have heard a great deal of guilty.

What can I do for you?

It's written to come in from the medallic strain of our mission.

Very well.

Come into the study.

We're raising a subscription.

The spirituality hospital is paddled with it,

this for charity hospital at Patelway just across the

Downs. You're a prominent resident here at these

office. You'd like to donate a few Guinness. I'm really

not very interested. I've given as much to charity this

year as I can afford. Well, it's a fine course sir. I'm

giving my medical services three days a week and the

reverend out a bit is doing him his services too. Who else

has contributed to this fine? Oh, your neighbor sir. We

just came from the B farm over the Downs. The owner

Mr. Holmes gave us a check for five Guinness. Holmes gave

you five Guinness. I have a nice gentleman Mr. Holmes. We're

proposing to name a world in the hospital after him. Here's

this list of subscribers going to be published in the paper. Oh

yes. Oh yes, Mr. Lincoln Stanley. I'll give you

ten Guinness. Ten Guinness. Thank you sir. I kind of

you sir. I'm huge. I'll get my checkbook fits in this

desk. What's the platform? Now, who do I make this check

payable to little daughter? Oh,

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The phone doesn't take long. The line of the desk is the

filigree box in there. Here it is. Spend it. Hums don't

open it. You promise that you wouldn't. I just wish to make

sure. Make sure. All of us there Mr. Sherlock home. Oh no

don't move. I have a revolver and don't turn around. Place

the box on the table Mr. Holmes. Put your hands up gentlemen

both of you. That's right. I know that voice is

dear as the buzzer. Quite correct. You need point of

revolver as your master. I'm not in the least interested in

my master's health, Dr. Watson. In fact, if you were dead,

I should be delighted. And what are you up to,

Devers? I'm taking advantage of a situation, sir. I've been

trying to open that desk. After such kindness on your

partner, I hate to see man gracious, but I'm

putting a fade. I shall have to kill you. I have to kill both of

you.

Dr. Watson's story will continue in just a second. So I'm

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California so turned. Oh, and look, if opinion is divided in

your family, if some of you like a red wine and some like

white, it's obvious. Don't buy one by two. Remember that,

huh? Don't buy one by two, but do buy Petri. Then you know

it's good. Dr., that was a fine place to break off your

story with a buckler pointing a gun at your backs and you

ensure lock homes with your hands above your heads. What

happened next? No, at least you didn't get killed. You

wouldn't be sitting here in California tonight telling me

the story. You're an element, too much of a deal, but

supposing I take you back in the story to the point where I

took off. Well, all right, then. Take me back, Dr.

if you take me back. Very well. We stripped our homes and

our hands above our heads. As Deva said, I don't know how

grateful I am that you opened the desk for me. After such

kindness on your parts, I hate to see my gracious but I'm

afraid I'm going to have to kill you, but because I just

like to appear stupid at such a melodramatic moment, but

why is it necessary to kill us? For months, I have been

waiting for an opportunity to steal the Kittmenjar Emerald,

and now you have done it for me, sir, and presented me with a

perfect alebara. Kittmenjar Emerald, who come now

misplaced homes, you know the treasures in this house as

well as I do. Apart from the Emerald, there's a super

jelly that would fetch a fine price in the right market. We

aren't here after any valuables, my good man. Please don't

call me your good man, Dr. Watson. It's patronizing and

untrue. In any case, sir, whether you were here after the

valuables or not makes no difference. I caught you both red-handed.

You're completely in my power, gentlemen. You're going to steal the

treasures I've chosen and pretend that we were responsible.

Exactly, sir. I shall kill you both, secret what objects appeal to me,

and when my master begins consciousness, I shall explain that I

found three men burying the house, that I killed two of them,

while the third got away with the loot, who will be able to

to be regarded as a hero. And I think we have my salary raised.

Now Watson, I'm afraid this is the end, old chap.

I'm a sorted way to die and shop the back like a card.

Adidas, at least to us the courtesy of allowing us to

face the faring squad, will you?

Very well, gentlemen. Turn round. But don't try any tricks.

One last request. What is it, sir? I'm beaten in

night-mitted. I'm getting old, but in my heyday, I cross the

swords with some of the greatest criminals in Europe.

My life has been attempted many times, but I've always

escaped. This has to be my swan, so I'm at least given the privilege of

shaking the hand of a man who has at last bested me.

Well, sir, I feel that I'm stepping a little out of my

station, but I suppose the situation is unusual.

I hope you don't object to the left hand, sir.

I'll keep the revolver in my right. Very well, Divers.

There you are. Goodbye, Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

Goodbye, Divers. And my congratulations.

My congratulations for being a fool.

Well done, Holmes.

Maybe getting old, Watson, but I've not lost my skill at that ex-soul.

Oh, he went over your shoulder in a flash.

Watson in the bullet went wild.

Mr. Watson, struck the desk as it fell.

Yes, he guessed his head. It's not serious.

He'll be unconscious for a while.

Good, but I think we'll take the precaution of fursing this desk

draw. I don't want him to be exposed to purpose,

temptation when he comes to.

How we are?

If shouldn't we get in touch with the police home?

Police quits caught in the wall, fellow.

After all, we're bourgeois, and we're in disguise.

Two facts that would be hard to explain.

It's spectacular, no.

We've stacked the B-farm as soon as possible.

Yes, it's for your right, Miss Norton.

We'll be waiting for us, then.

Tell her what's happened.

Poor girl, I'm afraid she's in for something of a shock.

Mr. Holmes, Dr. Watson, I'm so glad to see you back again.

Did you get the delivery back?

Yes, Miss Norton, here it is.

At home, I didn't know that you...

Watson, when I opened it, Miss Norton?

Well, I...

Open it, my dear.

Let me not be love letters inside it, but there's a note.

Oh.

Why don't you read it to us?

Let this be a warning, Miss Norton.

Crime does not pay.

If you don't believe me, ask your mother.

Sincerely, shall I come?

Mr. Holmes, you knew my secret all the time.

Not all the time, but I realised it as soon as I'd opened a filigree box.

I don't know if you're talking about...

Ms. Norton was under the impression that she could use me as a cat's paw,

as a dupe to commit a burberry for her.

I still don't understand home.

You were a member she asked us to promise not to open the box.

It's what you did, sir, just before the father held us up with a revolver.

What was inside the box?

An impressive green stone which I knew to be the Kitmanjar emerald.

But where'd the emerald now?

I slipped it back into Mr. Lipin's canvas desk and locked it.

Drop the box here, because I wanted to see your expressionless Norton as you opened it.

Great.

Watson, I thought you were full of the thing in trouble.

Flocky.

I have to say for yourself, young lady.

But I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Holmes, terribly sorry.

It seemed like a wildly exciting idea, but I didn't really mean this to you.

No, of course not. No, no, of course you didn't.

Don't need to steal it for you.

Ms. Norton, I've convinced you knew that your mother once outgrewed me

and you presumed to think that you could do the same.

I should tell you over to the police.

Please don't, Mr. Holmes, you can't do that.

I certainly could, but I'm not going to, for two reasons.

First, you're young and impressionable, and this will teach you a lesson.

And in the second place, I have a strange admiration for your mother

that I want, Mr. Norton, that you will have had a narrow escape.

A very narrow escape.

Mr. Holmes, before I go, there's one favor I want to ask you.

Really? What is it?

Could I keep this filigree box with your note inside it?

It would be a reminder, all my life, of how we met.

Ah, what do you say, Watson?

Do you have a box to give?

Yes, true, that's quite true.

But I fail to see how we can return it now without disclosing our own shirt

and the attempted robbery.

In any case, I don't like Mr. Litton Stanley.

We might indulge in a little petty last year without feeling too guilty.

Very well, Mr. Norton.

You may keep the box.

I shall always treasure it.

Thank you.

Goodbye, Dr. Watson.

Don't think too badly of me.

Oh, good boy.

Good night, Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

You know, Holmes, I must say you were surprising your lenient little girl.

You suppose a mother put her up clothing?

That possibility had occurred to me, old fellow.

And yet I have a feeling that...

Come in, doors open.

Will you expect him?

No.

Oh, God, it's Litton Stanley.

Good evening, sir.

This is an unexpected honor.

Sherlock Holmes, we haven't been the best of friends I know.

But you've got to help me now.

I'm in serious trouble.

No, indeed, sir.

I'm interested down.

This is my friend, Dr. Watson.

How do you do?

And now, sir, what is your trouble?

I've been robbed, Holmes.

Robbed?

What the stolen?

Well, my greatest treasure.

The kippings are emerald removed from his case.

And then mysteriously returned loose in my desk afterwards.

But there's a priceless chalene missing.

Have you any idea who the third person might be?

Morph was a gang, I'm sure of that.

A couple of disguised as a clergyman and a doctor

came into the house on the pretext of raising money for some hospital.

And they overpowered me with parafford.

Don't tear me, dear.

I'm very unpleasant for you.

Yes, sir.

When I came to, I found my bucket of dealers lying beside me in the pool of blood.

The brave fellow had to wrestle with the fittings, but they got away.

And he's in the hospital now.

Holmes, you've got to help me.

The kippings are emerald was returned, you say, but a chalene is missing.

Yes.

It's an S's, it's Philly Reeboks, in which I kept the emerald.

A Philly Reeboks?

Yes, it's a genuine chalene.

It's worth several thousand pounds.

Holmes, you must help me solve this business.

I'm sorry, Mr. Litton Stanley, but I'm afraid I can't help you.

I retired.

Yes, and I intend to remain in retirement.

Good night, sir.

Oh, but I'll pay you any fee with a reason.

My decision is final, sir.

Good night.

Oh, I might have known I wouldn't get any help from you.

Holmes, she fooled you, yes.

Yes, the little girl.

She knew that box, as a chalene all the time.

You don't seem very angry with her, Holmes.

She should be, but I'm not.

What splendid audacity.

What a stupid nerd the child has, but you must get the box back from her.

I shall, what's him?

I shall.

Or rather, I should just say deepest to do it for me, as the price of our silence, how

can he get it back?

Remember that he walks out that Miss Norton's made?

I'm certain that when he explains his predicament, he can prevail upon her to steal the box from

her mistress, so that it may be returned to which white polona.

It's a good idea.

Hey, George, Holmes, Miss Norton's a chip of gold block, all right?

Yes, but since years, and it makes me wonder, what about?

I wonder, my dear chap, how long I can remain in retirement.

Such worthy antagonistic, large, it's a challenge.

It's an irresistible challenge.

You know, Dr. Watson, I just can't get over the way you and Mr. Holmes let that girl,

Irene, was that her name pulled a wool over your eyes?

Why, she really twisted your round her little finger.

Mr. Butler, I don't like to make extreme depositives statements, but I'm sure that if you were in my shoes,

Irene would probably have twisted your round her little finger,

but she just had you rowing about in hopes of standing on your head.

You mean she was that beautiful, Mr. Butler?

She was so beautiful that she'd make you forget all about Petri Wynne.

Dr. Watson, no girl is that beautiful.

Oh, how young you really are.

Well, maybe so, but there are lots of pretty girls in this world and only one Petri Wynne.

That's because there's only one Petri family that's been making wine since the 1800s,

and believe me, because the Petri business has always been family-owned and operated,

they've been able to hand on down from father to son, from father to son,

the highly skilled art of making fine wine, and those generations of wine making

add up to a lot of experience.

The Petri family really knows how to turn luscious California grapes into fragrant delicious wine.

That's why no matter what type wine you wish, you can't go wrong looking for the label that says

P-E-T-R-I, Petri, because Petri took time to bring you good wine.

Well, Dr. Watson, what story are you planning to tell us next week?

Well, now next week, Mr. Butler is the day before Christmas,

so I'm going to tell you an adventure that took place many years ago and involved homes in myself

in one of the most fantastic Christmas-eat situations in which we ever found ourselves.

I think you like the story.

I call it the night before Christmas.

It sounds swell, Dr.

Oh, thank you.

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Now, won't you?

Tonight's Sherlock Holmes adventure was written by Dennis Green and Anthony Boucher,

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

a scandal in Bohemia.

Music is by Dean Fossler.

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.

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