Skip to content
TrackPodcasts
fictionSep 4, 202627:25

Sherlock Holmes - The Red Headed League

About this episode

This detective series brings the adventures of the famous sleuth to life, solving complex cases with keen observation and deductive reasoning. The stories are rich in intrigue and suspense.

Get every episode summarized

Each time Sherlock Holmes - Radio Vault publishes, we email you a written briefing from the transcript — the topics, who appeared, and any specific claims, with the ad reads skipped.

Email me new episodes

Free for 3 shows. No card needed.

Hosts & guests

Transcript ready

517 searchable segments. Every word is indexed and playable.

Sherlock Holmes - The Red Headed League

Sherlock Holmes - Radio Vault

0:00
27:25

Full transcript

Sherlock Holmes - Radio VaultSherlock Holmes - The Red Headed League. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.

Turn two men up and take front of you, instructed the sounds. Capricorn, let me stop all the hells. Now we must be silent. Oh wait. Oh, my friend, shall I come? You told me I'm here. No, you suck. He's got a gun on his head. The sheer speed of my friend, Sherlock Holmes, never ceased to amaze me. My name is Watts, Doctor Watts, and I was privileged to share your ventures of Sherlock Holmes. I will tell you about the red-headed league. Here is all in my notebook. If I may consult them for a moment.

No! I am interested in moving to one day to speak one other day to find the Sherlock Holmes in deep conversation with an elderly man. As all of them are put down in the guns and leverage commonplace for his face, the peace of person. In fact, there was nothing remarkable about him as a person of extreme febri and just content for his features. And I hit no crazy maneuver. Oh, my dear Watts. Let me introduce you to Mr. J. Smith. Are you there? This is Dr. Wattson. He's been my partner and helped her in many success for cases, and I do doubt you'll be of the utmost use in your business to listen. Oh, well, how do you do, Doctor? My friend Wattson shares my love of all with his bizarre, outside the conventions and hand drum routine of everyday life.

He shares his relish for it by the enthusiasm of which he chronicles, and if he'll excuse by saying so in bellishes, so many of my little adventures. Your cases of the greatest interest in me are, but none more interesting than mine or won't. You'll remember, Dr. Marebarkin, the other day, that for strange effects and extraordinary combinations, we must go to life itself, which is always palmoire daring than any effort of the imagination. The proposition is I don't believe in the adulting you did, but you must come round to my view, nonetheless. Oh, I shall keep piling fat to one fact on you until you admit I'm right. Now, Mr. J. Wilson has an adequate fit for me to be one of them as single-eyed as in Jefferson. He's indeed just single. Therefore, my friend Dr. Wattson, the character himself, you won't be able to talk to Watson, but I read this here newspaper, British Medea. Oh, thank you. Where is it? I just heard that. That's how I see it.

So, we read the Billy League. When I come to the request of the late Ezeka Hopkins of Lebanon, Pennsylvania, USA, there is now another vacancy and tracking of members of the League to a several four pounds a week for Charlie nominal services. We did read. Carry on. We're already in mid-nabove the age of 21 years, our illegible. By and personal Monday, the living clock to Duncan Russell, the officers of the league, seven-foot-court feet streets. Well, see the bride. They did a little after beating fat, isn't it? You've mentioned, of course, that the new state-wise, two-month-old. Oh, yes. No, Mr. Wilson. Well, as I told Mr. Holmes, I was born broke as a business at Sachscoberg Square near the city. They just gives me a living. I'll give any afford in the system because he's willing to take off wages to learn the business. Well, what is the name of this ablite, Jean-Vellet, Vincent Spolting?

Who mind you? I couldn't be a smarter man. Comes with a good family. You can get to us what I'm able to give him. The question about what I'm using to be said. Why did you? I didn't know that your assistant is not as remarkable as you are at that. But it's no more as he's false. Then, never lost such a fellow for photography. Snipping away from the camera and then diving down into the cellar to develop his pictures. Although he's his main fold, but only Holmes is a good worker. Well, one morning, just eight weeks ago, Spolting coming to the office, and showed me that a workersman that you just laid down. I wish I was a red-headed man, Mr. Wilson. Why that vacancy was a little fortune? This is incredible, Spolting. Have you come across such an advertisement as this in all my life, what? You mean you've never heard of the red-headed leagues, Mr. Wilson? No, never. Well, you see, this American, as a Kaya Hopkins, was a millionaire.

Always getting rid of when he was alive for his red hair. Jerry had a sort of sympathy for red-headed men all his life. And when he died, his fortune went into the hands of trustees within instructions, to use it, giving easy jobs to red-headed men. So, astonishing. And what's even better, Code Hopkins was born in London, so the office can find the Londoners. Well, but the mostly thousands of red-headed men who would apply thousands with red hair said, but scarcely one in a hundred with hair, the natural-edric Kaya Hopkins there. How did I hear it describe now? Not life-red, not dark, a sort of real bright-flaming red. Yeah, what is it? Your hair, sir, gave your partner a liberty. I should have guessed it was just the kind they're looking for. Really? Well, I didn't know. Of course, four pounds a week.

Scarcely the worth of a gentleman like you bothering. Well, it all sounds, well, interesting. The unannounced experience, from what I'd say. Now, if only my hair would change over night, I would, but things are a little slightly of your snout. You know, Sponaling, I think I might still be London, but it's cold now. Yes, sir. And you can put up the shadows and come along with me. Your experience has been about entertaining, London, did you ever hear anything to compare with it, Miss Adams? Well, gentlemen, I never had to see such a sight as that again. Freight street itself was choked. From both South Eastern West, every man, Jack, when I say the ridden, he's there, a printing of a city that also had a bird's nest. Perhaps cold, look, modern, customers, all things better. I shouldn't have believed there was so many nail-cubberies. Store-colored lemon, orange, brick, Irish-setter. But the Sponaling have said, my own vivid, plain-colored tape was scarcely the best found.

If that didn't bring them on, I'd get them up in the spare. But he pushed and he pulled and he butted, and then he got me through the crowd, and right up to the steps, which led to the door, and I'm certain, who would have been when you got there? I eventually found myself in a large office with no furniture, a side for a couple of wooden chairs and a deal table. It was a manly on the table, but it even led in a line. The sort of few words to each candidate as you come up, but one glance of their head seems sufficient to disqualify them completely. They called me, name me, after the holy thought. Call that hair red, they've been running up there. They're calling me, I'm rush with things, you may not rush with some, given to understand, there isn't a bull that he leaked there. Yes, now I can assure you, my head, that is the government master. Then, this is Mr. Davis' room. And I feel for Mittvies, that's the most interesting head, most interesting indeed.

Oh, you think so, oh yeah. You know, sir, I don't think I can recall anything so fine. Oh, well, a girl should sit your own side of the pointer. He won't mind if I take one obvious precaution. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, really, sure, you can be dragged out. I'll forgive me, Mr. Wilson. Ah, your eyes are watering. All is, as it should be. Oh, you've tried business, by way, you've been told once by taste. But just as for you, sir, will it be an injustice to hesitate? You will, go, the vegans be at spilt. Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. A timely hearted word as you go out. Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. Well, this is extremely good news, I'll not at all. Well, I will welcome to the red-headed leaf. had he believed. Thank you, sir. Now when will you be able to enter upon your duty? What about the hours? Ten till two, every day, accepting thunder at it.

The miserable satisfactory for me on the poor bread you see. So most of my own business, she's done with the meat. I can manage the shop while your awareness is limited. As you know, the pay is four times a week. And the duties are purely nominal. What does that mean? Well, you have to remain in this office, or at least in the building, throughout the whole four hours, every day. If you leave, you're full for your position for effort or shouldn't think of doing so. No excuse will avail. Sickness, business, no anything else. Here, you must stay. And work. So copy out the inside with P-theor Britannica. We have shut you. You must find your own ink, pens and stationery. So, can you start tomorrow? We have shut me. Then goodbye, Mr. J. Viswanson. And let me congratulate you once more on the important position which you have been important to you. You can imagine, Mr. Holmes, who by the time I reached home of his persuading myself,

the whole thing must be some great hope so for all. It's thing all to get a pass belief that anyone could make such a will, but pay someone so much for doing anything so simple, yet you did not abandon the event. Oh, nearly. The Vincent Sporning did what he could have persuade me. And the next morning, I set out to Pumps Court with a penny bottle of ink, a quill pen and seven shades of whole scrap paper. To my surprise and delight, the first spot you must set out ready for me. A Mr. Dumpen Ross was there to see me get fairly to work. He started me off on the letter I, and then he left me. Now, the read-doping from time to time to see that all was right with me. And the next day, I was, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, a two o'clock, he begged me good day and complimented me on their mouth, I'd written, and then he knocked me off his store, after me. And this procedure continued for some time. I offered a dynastage. You get paid? Oh, yes, on Saturday, Mr. Ross coming and plunked down four golden suburbs from our rich work. He's the sign the next week and the sign the regarfter. Every morning, I was there at 10.

Every afternoon, I left it to. Why did he, Mr. Ross, took the coming, he normally wants, sir, all the morning. And then off the time, when he didn't come to the talk, you've stared, of course, or didn't dare to leave the room for an instant. I wasn't sure when he might come and the bullet was such a good one, or the one who I wouldn't whispered, must of it. You mean you're still doing it? Oh, Dr. Watson and I. Eight weeks passed in that pleasant manner, or written about abbots, an archery, an armor, an architecture, or was looking forward to getting older than it, a day before long. When suddenly, the whole business come to an end, and he's been out for the business very morning. And tomorrow, like the usual, the door was shut enough. And this had to see a little spread of cardboard, where we are here, was tucked under the middle of the pedal. The red-bited knee is dissolved, what happened in the 1980s and then the... That is a... No, I was staggered, dumbfounded, or coldly the officers ran about, but none of them say they're anything about it. A family of each other, landlord,

aison of counter, living on the ground floor. He said that he never heard of any red-headed leak. He told me that the red-headed man, number seven, was a solicitor, named William Morris. He'll take in the room as a temporary convenience, until his new premises were ready. He moved out yesterday. I asked where I could find it. Did he know? Seven-leane King Edward Street News and Falls. I went there. It was a manufacturing of all the official kneecaps. Ha-ha-ha-ha! Oh, well, I can't see there's anything, why? Oh, no, really, gentlemen, if you can do nothing better than that, but me, I can go elsewhere. No, no, no, Mr. Hill, no, no. I've already written this case for the world. It's mistreatfreshingly unusual. What you've told me, I think it's possible that Graver is used, saying, from the succeeding and remarkable case, the mic at first appears. But I wonder, no, who are these people? And what is their object in fire, Ms. Pankham? We shall endeavor to care up these bites. But first, one or two questions. Now, this assistant of yours who calls your attention to their badness, but how long had he been with you, that,

who were there a month? How did he come in also to an advertisement? Was he the only actor? No, no, I had a dozen. But why didn't you pick me up? No, because he was an amoeu, and would come for off wages. But he liked this instance, Paul. Oh, he's a small and stealth-built, but he's quick in his ways. Yeah, Green Shiver, no worries, not sure, the 30. Oh, yes, he's a white mark of the message, especially, scored. Had you ever been to the ears of Pesta Earing? Yes. Very, told me a gypsy did it for him when he was a man. I thought as much. And he's still with you, sir. Green. Has your business been properly looked up to your abs and foreman, not being the complain of at all? Very well, Mr. Wilson. That'll do. Thank you, sir. Now, today is Saturday. I hope that we may be able to give you an opinion by Monday. Well, much obliged, if you can. Well, good idea. Good Monday.

Good idea. Good idea, sir. Good idea. Well, Wilson, what do you make of it all? I make nothing of it, Helms and the Minister's stereo. Never rule, the more bizarre thing is, the less mysterious it proves today. What are you going to do? To smoke. Yes, it's quite a three-type problem. And I have made the deal, won't speak to me for this. What? What sort of topic, Jason? Some changes, all the times, do you? How about you, please? Good your patience, sir. Can you stay here for a few hours? No, no, I'm not going to do today. Then put on your hat and come. I guess you've been sitting there for a few weeks and just lunch on the way. Maybe. Come along.

Here we are. This is Wilson, Juola. The three gentlemen for the Scottish Radio more actively are there. Do you know you're going to be on the hunt? A number of things are here, Watson. Just listen carefully. Well, we're saying the pavement was wrong. Now we'll try the door. We can see Wilson again. That's us, look. Calling them, what are you going to have, young? Oh, thank you. I only wish to ask how you would go from here to here. The third right, fourth left, calm in the room. And much obliged. Good day, not at all. Good day, gentlemen. This is the man, Martin. I wait in the fourth, not this man in London.

After tearing and not showing him the clean, the bit of thirth. You know him? I've had experience of this that didn't keep folding before. You see, you'll not the door just get rubbed in. Not at all. But the maze of this closet is just... What do you see? What I expected to see? Then why would you be the pavement my dad after? That is a time to observation, not to talk. He aspires in an enemy's country. We know something of tax codeber square. This is now explored above the slide of things. Now let's do a scene. I should like to remember the folder by how this is exactly the eye. The folder's a pectinist, a mercenary. The new stuff is a shock. The Gilbert branch of the city in southern Spain. The vegetarian restaurant.

And the fallen carriage to be in their throat. That'll do. No, no, we've done our work. We've done our work for this time. We've had some trade. A sandwich with a cup of coffee and then off to violin land. Where all its sweetness and delicacy and harmony under the known red-giddish times of debts is for that unknown. The End of the city. You want to go home, dad, doctor? I see the business building because they come a special bunch of help tonight. Well, come on me. It's a considerable crime in this incontentation. But I never reason the belief that we shall be in time to stop it. What time tonight then? 10 a day to the street. Well, and I say, doctor, currently put your arm in the car. I think you know Inspector Jones, who's Scott and George. How did you do in second?

How did I do? And this is Mr. Mori, whether it was to share, I might have been checked. How did you do so? I hope a wild goose may not prove to be the end of our chest. You can rely on this arm's little methods, it's theoretical, fantastic, but it's making it a little bit more and it's a little bit more. It's theoretical, fantastic, but it's making it a little bit effective in it. Thank you Inspector. But it passed 10 now and time is started. Have you and Mr. Merrival take the first hand, son? What's the line will follow in the second? We need for the back of Inspector Koberg's square. Agent Williams, shall I lead you in? I'll please do Mr. Merrival, Mr. Dahl is sure, Pesic. And I'll not the gate at the end, and then I'll step into a ball.

Where are we now? Well in the cellar of the ticket branch of one of the principal London days. Mr. Merrival, those chairman of directors. There is sir sir. And as you can see there's nothing vulnerable about this place. I think people are quite downside. Have a goodness to stick on all those boxes while I've been in this store to my legs. Oh, good. Well? You know what this is all about, son? It's something to do with our French girl. We've had civil warings that's not in my today. We had a vacation some months ago to borrow 30,000 of the podiums from the bank of France. We have never needed one back of our head. And it's still not in this boat. In the early weeks of which we are sitting. Good, good. Ah, I thought there's much from what it has done, son. Details later, Inspector. It told me arranged our letter, Pesic. He must put the screen there for the dark lantern.

He should be dark. He became a prisoner for the present of the light. I shall conceal myself behind this crate. The rest of the time they do likewise, they find those. When I flash a light on out those, close in on them quickly. These are daring men. And if they far apart, they have no compunction about shooting and dying. No, no, no. What have they run? What have an inspector and two men of a big friend who has instructed the sounds? Cat. The beef stopped all the time. No, we just decided. It's gone, we... It's all clear, Duncan. Take the chisel and hand me the bag. No, you fucking thing. He's got the gun. He needs it to be.

If this must be for Duncan, they're alien. It's too boring. Yo, I'm what about you? Lead into the minifidor. Hello, everyone. No, still crying. I'm just fixed, but now he's so touched. We were just filthy hands. We may not be aware that I have grown blood in my veins. All of them have the goodness with me as sir. And to say please, all right. Now, would you please march upstairs where we can get a cab to carry your highness to the police station? That's better. Lead on, my good man. Oh, let's summit my target. If that's good, Mr. Holmes, I doubt know how the bank can take you all the pay. I am very prepared by having had an experience but it is in many ways unique. And by hearing a very remarkable narrative of the red-headed lead. Mr. Holmes?

Ah, thank you. Ah, thank you, my dear boss. Your help? And yours. Ah, now if you'll kindly explain. Well, if you see it was perfect, the obvious from the first of the early possible object is one of the fantastic business of the league and the copying of the encyclopedia. Mm-hmm, must be to get this not over black poem to occur as of the way for the same number of hours daily. Well, the carers were managing it. Can you suggest a better? If there's no doubt suggested to praise ingenious minds, well, the color of his employer's share. The four points a week was a lure which must go well soon. And what was it to them who were playing for thousands? Mm-hmm. They put in the advertisement. Duncan was, as the temporary office, John play, nearly at the instance,

folding, inside the man who applied for the job. And together, they managed to secure his absent every morning in the week. I see. But how could you guess what the motive was? The most senseless business was a small one. There was nothing in his house which could be called for such a elaborate preparation. I thought of the assistance on this for photography and he was tricking and banishing into the cellar. Uh-huh. Then I made inquiries as to business tear his assistant and found as I suspected that I had to deal with one of the coolness of this daring criminals in London. He was doing something in the cellar, something which took many hours a day for weeks on end. What could it be? I could think of nothing to say that he was running a tunnel to some other building. Now I see. When you beat the pavement with your stick, you were testing for a hollow sound. That they won't precise everything that they were

in the cellar stretched out in front of Wilson's house or behind. It was not in front. Then you knocked at Wilson's door and I felt his assistant answered it. I had to look at his face. You wanted to see his knees, you said? You must admit it yourself. I wore and winkled and sprained his trousers there. Yes. Yes, yes, I did. They spoke of those eyes of buttering. The only remaining point was what was he buttering for? Well, they were sitting in suburban banks, rather than the banks. Exactly. But how could you tell them it would make them attempt to make? Well, the maker of their league offices was a sign that they cared no longer about Mr. J. there's Wilson's presence. You really convened the atomic bomb? Yes. But it was essential that they should use it soon as it might be discovered or the brilliant revolt.

For the day, which seemed better than any other day, it would give them two days for their escape. For all these reasons, I expected them to come tonight. Beautiful reason, then. Everything to the tale means true. Well, it saved me from boredom. The less my field of clothing in on me already, you're a benefactor of the human race. Well, I've spent it one long effort with the state of the common trade with the British and the Spanish world. These are the problems of the news. The red-headed league with one of the Sherlock Holmes stories means part business of the common oil.

My real name is No Michelin. My friend Carlton Robb, they Sherlock Holmes, and I was off to work. I'll skip this BBT production from London for my chlorodric. And he heard that I look forward the pleasure of your company again soon. The more of the adventures of Sherlock Holmes.

More episodes

More from Sherlock Holmes - Radio Vault

View all episodes →