Sherlock Holmes - The Norwood Builder

0:00That's the house. It's your photograph. For a woman, yes. New today it was from somethings to be. I, he came to join me with his cast on the morning of the wedding to Mr. Miss Arlen. Have you ever heard of that, sir? I just want to call. Why? Because if the police were to learn that you can't, they would mark it down as providing an additional amount of murder, doesn't it? But no case was too hopeless for my friend Sherlock Holmes when he was defending the life of an innocent man. My name is Watson. Dr. Watson. And it was my privilege to show the adventures of Sherlock Holmes. I would tell you what happened in the case of the Norwood Doodah. Hardly any case began more abruptly as you may judge yourself in the building. What? Err, Mr. Sherlock Holmes. You mustn't blame me.

1:01I nearly met Mr. Holmes. I am the unhappy John Hector McFarland. Have a cigarette, Mr. McFarland. I'm sure that with your symptoms my friend Dr. Watson here would prescribe a visit. Mr. Holmes. Oh, Mr. Holmes, I do beg your pardon. But the young gentleman does not have any head of me. Don't worry, Mrs. Hudson. Just leave us here. Stay well. Now, Mr. McFarland. You mentioned your name, as it I should recognize it. But I assure you that beyond the obvious facts that you are a bachelor, a solicitor, and a fee mason. I know nothing but ever about you. But if you know all those things, then purely from observation I assure you. The, may I say, the untightiness of your attire, the sheath of legal documents protruding in the building. The document protruding from the jacket pocket. The Mussolique watch charm. Quite straightforward, eh, Watson? Oh, quite.

2:01Quite. I'm all of those. And in addition, I'm the most unfortunate man in London at this moment. I appeal to you, Mr. Holmes. If you come to arrest me before I finish telling you my story, make the end of me time to tell you the whole truth. I'll arrest you. I'm not sure. For the murder of Mr. Jonas Oldick at a glance, I'll tell him. True, Watson. It was only a moment ago, Mr. McFarland, that I was remarking to my friend that sensational cases had quite disappeared out of our newspaper. Is that so? Then you haven't looked very closely at that one there, have you? See, on the very front page, indeed. Uh, Watson, it would be so good. Now, sir, may I have him? The scariest affair at Lernowwood, suspicion of murder and Austin. There, about two o'clock last night, an alarm was given that a stack of tympans unfired the arms to Jonas Oldick are a woman in the building of Lernowwood. The engines were soon upon the spot, but it would impossible to arrest the conflagration until the stack had been entirely consumed.

3:04Surprise was expressed to the absence of the owner of the establishment and investigations revealed that a murderous struggle had a parent that taken place in his study, where slight traces of blood were found. An open walking stick found the poor bloodstain on his handle in the safe, had been opened and papers scattered about the room. It is known that Mr. Oldick received a visitor yesterday evening, a young London solicitor named John Hector McFarland, who is now being sought by the police for his help in murdering Quarit. He was received. Now we don't stop us. They are below what here, yes. Police, their evict him was cut to death in his room, papers rifled and dead body dragged across Woodpile, which was then ignited in search of the hide-all places of the crime. Great heavens. The case has certainly some points of interest. May I ask Mr. McFarland how it is that you're still at liberty?

4:07I live with my parents at Blackheap, but last night, having to do business with Mr. Oldick, in the evening, I've stayed on hotel at Norwood. I knew nothing of this affair until I read that newspaper account on the train to the city. I hardly had once to put the case in your hands. As a matter of fact, I swear I'm an ant-followed me out of London, bitch station. Garian? In fact, Mr. Held. No, no, no. I only need Mr. Held. John Hickley McFarland, I arrest you for the painful murder of Mr. Joe Miss Oldick. Oh! Thank you, Mrs. Hudson. Very good, sir. Now McFarland, it's my duty to warn you that anything you say will be taken down and made it put in evidence. I've been in evidence and let's pray. This gentleman is on the point of giving us an account of the affair which my dad is hearing it, huh? All right, McFarland. Get on with this for it. I must explain first that I knew nothing of John Hickley except that my parents had been acquainted with him many years ago. So I was very much surprised to get a request to go out to his home yesterday evening and advise him on a legal matter.

5:10Well, I got to his house soon after line and was let in by a middle-aged woman. His housekeeper, I should have been. My dear young sir, do come in. Thank you, sir. Big part, shall I say something now? In a few minutes, Mr. Victor, I'll just equate my young friend here with the business I have for him and then we can discuss it further over the meal. Will that suit you, Mr. McFarland? Anything you say, Mr. O'Dig. Very good, sir. Very good of you to come all this way, Mr. McFarland. I knew your parents many years ago, you know. I have heard your name. I know, doubt, no doubt. Well now, to come straight to the point, I ask you here this evening to attend to my will. I see if you'll read the will for yourself, you must cover why I sent for you. Very well. Yes, very good. Thank you. Mr. O'Dig. It's short and to the point, you see.

6:12Oh, Mr. O'Dig. This will leave your entire estate to me. I know, most deserving recipients of my inquire is a firm. But I don't understand. It's quite straightforward, my dear young sir. I am a bachelor with hard-be-living relation in the world. I knew your parents in my youth. As yourself, I have heard it said that you are diligent and thoroughly deserving. Therefore, I choose to make you my heir. I don't know what to say. Now, simply assure me as a lawyer that the will is in proper form. I shall sign it, Mrs. Lexington shall witness, and then we'll have supper. With the greatest pleasures of a number of papers, titled, Eat more with your script and so on, which I should like you to examine. You will inherit them all someday, and a few words of clarification now will save you in the searching when that time comes. May that time be long delayed. I share your wish, Mr. McFar.

7:14I think everything is taken into account now. I'll put all these papers back in the safe when you've gone. Oh, goodness me, it's nearly midnight. It's been a pleasure, sir. Indeed. Oh, I don't go that way if you go my eye, sir. But the doors creak, and I shouldn't wish to disturb Mrs. Lexington, unless it's early. If you wouldn't mind the French window, of course not. I did have a tear somewhere, I'm sure. Have you misdeed something? My stick. Yes, sir. I'm sure I had it with me. You did? I don't recall. Well, my boy, I should see a good deal of you now, I hope. The actual stick turns up our keep it here until you can come back to claim it. It'll be a great pleasure, sir. I'll let you know. The safe open, the papers and packets on the table. It was too late to get home, so I spent the night in a hotel in Norwood,

8:17and you nothing more until I read of this horrible affair on the morning paper. All right then. And I'm still old. Anything you'd like to ask? Not until I've been to Blackheed. Oh, yes. No doubt that is what I must have meant. Constable. Constable. Sir, take him away. I'll follow later. Mr. Holmes. I still do everything I can, Mr. McFarland. Thank you, sir. I put my trust in you this way. Well, Mr. Holmes, the case is not clear to me at the straight. What about you, Watson? Well, looks pretty good up to me, I'm afraid. Exactly, Dr. Watson. My goodness, straight, you don't have the imagination to your other great qualities. But if you could for one moment put yourself in this young man's place, would you choose the very night the will of being signed to commit your crime? If it wouldn't, it seemed dangerous to you to make a very closer relation between the two incidents?

9:17Well, no. And would you choose a location when you're known to be in the house by the servant who'd let you in? And would you really take the greatest pains to conceal the body? And yet leave your own stick lying about as a sign that you were the criminal? Confess to straight, it's all very unlikely. If it denails well as I do that, the criminal is often flooded in dusting the cool man with a void. Suppose some tramp lurking in the garden had seen the document stare in the room with a safe wide open and paper's all over the table. Exit the solicitor into the tramp. He teases a stick which he finds there, kills all the cabbounds his body and the parts. But why should a tramp burn the body? Why should the fallen get rid of some evidence? Possibly the tramp wanted to conceal the fact that any murder at all had been committed. Why did the tramp take nothing? Because he found they were just papers he couldn't negotiate. Well Mr. Holmes, you look for your tramp. Just remember one thing though. So far as his known none of those papers were removed. And our prisoners are one man in the world who had every reason to leave them all there intact.

10:19Since he'd soon elated them anyway. I don't deny that the evidence favors your fear is strong in this trade. I only wish to point out that there are other fears possible. Well, honest to go. I'm not a village. Looking at nowhere if you're passing and see how we get young. Who bars your mum? The good bie, the fad. You know, he's got a strong face home. I wasn't if you kindly helped me with my coat. Oh, certainly. Will you do it? Bless me, as I said. Well, I'll just get my jacket. No, no, no, no, my dear, so I don't think you can help me. Oh, boy. Berlin? There's no prospect of danger. I shouldn't dream of staring without you. As fast as I see you again this evening, I shall have been able to do something for this unfulfilling youngster.

11:22Thank you. You'd be back no longer, girl. It's all going wrong, Watson. Really? British jurors have not yet attained that pitch of intelligence where they'll give preference to my theories over the straits facts. Did you go to black youth? I did. Young my father's father was away, but his mother was at home. A little fluffy blue-eyed person. I'm not guilty, Mr. Holmes. I won't have been able to possibly see this. I asked the jurors all day to face it in either surprise or not distracted me. I'm missing her father. He was a little like a malignant and cunning, even for my human being. Oh, is he even a young man? I can't see that man. And he got his dead as a blessing. You knew him from his youth? Oh, I knew him well. He was asking me to marry him. I have never had this extra fuse. What was his answer to that? He asked for sure, and I have a strong sense.

12:23And so... What do you think of us, Mr. Holmes? It's your photograph. For all the men, yes. Newtulated with some sharpens to me. I, he sent you to me with his cash on the morning of my wedding to Mr. McFarlane. I see. Have you ever chose your son with him? I didn't see him. Why? Because it's the police, but they learned that you had. They would mark it down as providing an additional motive for him to have murdered this man. Revenge for his past cruelty. Mr. Holmes, my son did not chose Jonas Olde. Well, at least it could be argued that he would test it wait until the insult was white-sight before the reason. No, they can't let all his property or something. Neither my son nor I want anything from Jonas Olde. They could dare don't allow it. No, Mr. Holmes. No. Now all you've got was more evidence against your part.

13:25Nothing to help our own hypothesis, isn't it? Boom. What do you do off there? I went to Olde's place. They just made a great treasure trove. What about kind of treasure? Closer button. Houseer button. It spent the morning raking among the ashes of the burnt wood pile. And a number of proser buttons had come to life. This is Lexington, the housekeeper's wall. They were once she'd sewn on for Olde. This is Lexington, eh? Did you have a word with her? I did, Watson. And I'm convinced that she could tell us something if she wanted to. A little dark woman, as close as Wes. I guess I might start to choke people out past nine, Mr. Holmes. And I wish now my hand would have with it, but why could Janice don't not do it? Yes, yes, Mrs. Lexington. And I'd appreciate your distress. Who would do your best to this chair, Mrs. Jones? And Mrs. Lexington, what time do you yourself retire, bit? I've heard that. Outside here, there's nothing to wash up.

14:25And where is your relation to Mr. Olde's stuff? At the fire in the air, I heard nothing about it. What do you work here, then? People banged on the door with the alarm of fire. I've raised in a bit, so... I could smell the smell, but... I could find... You could smell it. Quite amazing to think of her sleeping right through a death struggle. Like that? True, Watson. I feel it in my bones, but that's something that hasn't come out. I could read it in her eyes. That sort of stuff, kid, defines, which only goes with guilty knowledge. But unless some lucky Jones comes away, I feel that the case of a Norwood builder will not figure in the chronicle of our successes. That's true. I wish I could suggest something home. There is one curious little boy. What's that? I examine Olde's bank book amongst the other papers.

15:25She's balanced. These are all the small for men, such means. So I looked back to being produced during the last year. I found that a number of large checks have been made out to a Mr. Cornelius. Who is he? I don't know. His name didn't appear in any of the documents. Tony? Well, what is it, Mr. Watson? A telegram for you, Mr. Holmes. Oh, thank you. Is there a reply, sir? No, no, thank you. Very good, sir. Well, that appears to be that. From the Strait? Yes. Important fresh evidence to hand. McFarlane's guilt definitely established advised you to abandon the case. It's the Straits Little Cocked Doodle of Victory, so I'm serious. And yet it may be premature to abandon the case.

16:25Important fresh evidence could be a two-edged thing. It may just possibly cut in a very different direction from the one-lustrated margin. Come on now, my dear fellow. I really need of your company and moral support, there. We will go out to know what and see what we can do. Have you found your threat? I have found no conclusion what ever the Lestrade didn't step this way, gentlemen. And I think I could convince him once and for all. You know, this is heaven? Yes. Well, that's where young McFarlane must have come out to get his head. After the crime was done. Now, I'll strike a light. So gloomy in here. Now, look at this. A fingerprint in blood. Actually, a thumbprint, doctor. Look at it through your limbs, Mr. Holmes. Yes, I'm doing so.

17:26You are aware that doot and thumbprints are alike? I have heard something of the kind. Now, let's hold this next to it. The wets impression of McFarlane's thumb taken by my old is this morning. Hmm. That's funnel. Yes, that's funnel. It did. Final. But what a povid-dential thing that this young manager presses right thumb off the wall and takes his hat from the day. Such a very natural action, too. Oh, by the way, Lestrade, you made this remarkable discovery. It was a housekeeper, Mrs. Ricksington. But why didn't the police see this mark earlier? I suppose there is no doubt that it was there earlier. Hey? Oh, I'll be about the place if you want me. I've got a report to get on with. But I point about this development that holds out some new hopes for him. What? I'm delighted to hear that. You see, there's one really serious flaw in this new discovery.

18:28Dear, what is it? No, it is. But I know that thumbprint was not there when I exited this whole earlier. Good question. Now, come along. I wish to inspect this whole house inside and out. And then we'll travel to Strait to grant us one final indulge. You like Mr. Evans? I understood that you were writing a report of this case. So I am. Do you think it might be a little premature? What? I can't help thinking that your evidence is not complete. What do you mean, Mr. Evans? Only that there's an important witness whom you have not seen. Who? Have you reduced it? I think I can. How many constables had you? Two within four. Both large, able-bodied, and able-bodied powerful voices with both. Well, they have wishes to go to jail with this. Kindly summon them here and tell them to bring a considerable cross-dave straw. Straw? Or a spent-year-nearth house where two bundles will do. Or, and a couple of buckets of water. If you have a stone, if you know something, you can say it without always composing.

19:31I assure you, my goodness, Strait, that I have an excellent reason for everything I do. Kindly ask the constables to bring the things to the top landing of the house as soon as possible. I will! Now, just pile the straw together here, my goodness. Well, you are said. Now, we have the buckets and red in it. Over it's a... Captain. Will one of you open death window, please? Third, is it? Watson? Yes, Holmes. Have you a box of matches about you? Of course, yes. There are. Now, kindly put a match to the edge of that straw. What? Oh, very welcome. Now, as the draft from the window carries the smooth down the corridor,

20:33might I ask you all to join the cry of fire? Yes, sir, Holmes. Now, maybe one, two, three. I probably once again. Ah! Ah! Just once, Watson, but then all together, Watson. Oh. Hello, Watson. For the love of Hettens, so great. Hold in someone. Yes, sir. Thank you, Watson. I've had a water over that straw to be. I am it. Thank you, Watson. Now, the three. I lie me to present you with your missing witness, Mr. Jonas Old Baker. Hey, what? Old Baker? I've done no harm. You've got nothing against me. No harm. You've done your best to get an innocent man paying picture. It was only my practical joke. Oh, a joke, what is it? You won't find the love on your side. I promise you. Constable. Yeah? Taking downstairs in the city room until I come.

21:34Is it? Mr. Holmes, I... You've saved an innocent man's life and you've prevented a scandal that... I'll have bought a ruin in my reputation in the false. Cheer up, Listed. Instead of being ruined, you'll find your reputation enormously enhanced. You mean you know what your name will appear? Not at all. The work is its own reward. Well, now, let's see where that rat has been lurking. And is that joy suddenly came out of? I never noticed it. No. Because it was so welcome, feel. He's a builder, remember. He here, this little partition. Oh, yes. Almost impossible to distinguish. He was able to fix up his own little hiding place without any confederate. Say that precious husky birth is. By the by, I should lose no time in any 30-year-old bagel straight. Then what if she won't get far? Yes, but Holmes, I won't hurt you. You know, he was in the house at all. The thumb mark. I'd examined the hole the day before. The mark had not been there. Therefore, it had been made since.

22:34But McPharlan was on the lock and key. When they were sealing those documents, Old Acar got McPharlan to secure one of the seals by pressing his thumb into the hot wax. Perhaps it wasn't even contrived to live virtually. But later, rooting in that hiding place of his, Old Acar remembered it. And it suddenly struck him what absolutely damning evidence he could make against McPharlan by using that thumb mark. It was the sickest thing in the world that could his husky put affection to sealants of wax from which he made an impression. Then all he had to do was to moistnage for as much blood as he could get from a thin prick in his own finger and get her to impress the mark on the wall when nobody was about. It's wonderful. Clear as crystal when you put it like this. But what's he to love about Mr. Holmes? Ah, a very deep, malicious, vindictive person is the gentleman who's now waiting as Diane says. You know that he was once refused by McPharlan's mother? No. No, I didn't know that. You didn't? Ah. I told you to go to black heath first.

23:36The Lord would ask to. Oh, Julius, I'm a servant. Well, this injury, as he would consider it, has wrinkled in his wicked, scheming brain. All his life, he's long for vengeance, but never seen his chance. And now, he suddenly finds himself in a bad way financially. To save himself, he pays large checks to unis to Cornelius, whom I've no doubt is himself. He intended to disappear under that name, thus escaping his credit as once and for all. And contrived his death to put him off his belt. But he didn't know where to stop, eh? No. That supreme gift of the artist was lacking. He wished to improve what was already perfect to draw the rope tight-a-yet around his victims neck. And in so doing, you ruined all. Diabolical. Mr. Holmes, I congratulate you. Now, let us disengage the straight. But I wanted to question, I would ask him. With a joke, my good sir, I'm sure that you wouldn't be so unjust as to imagine

24:37that I would have allowed any harm to befall poor young Mr. MacFarland. There's for the jury to decide. And you will probably find that your creditors will impose the banking account of Mr. Cornelius. I have to thank you for a good deal, Mr. Holmes. Perhaps I will pay my debt someday. I've been saying that for some few years, you will find your time very fully occupied. But by the way, what was it you put into the wood pile beside the trouser buttons? A dead dog or a reddit, so what? Oh, you won't tell. You and me, how very unkind of you. Well, if ever you write an account what's seen, you can make reddit, sir, your turn. Oh, you...

25:41In case you were not going to deal with them with one of the Sherlock Holmes stories, the inspired dance of Arthur Conan Doyle. My name, MacMyReal name, is Norman Shelley. My friend Carlton Hobbs, based Sherlock Holmes, and I was Dr. Watson. My co-hardwake wrote the script for this BBC production from London. And I look forward to the pleasure of your company again soon, for more or of the adventures of Sherlock Holmes.