Sherlock Holmes - The Story of Colonel Warburtons Madness

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Dr.

I'm out here on the patio, Mr. Valko.

Come out and join me.

Don't clap with it.

Come on, come on.

I see the welcoming committees here.

They begin to think they own this patio.

Scoop them off the chair, Mr. Valko.

And suckle yourself down.

All right, I'll get that one.

I'll get that one.

I'll get that one.

That's it, my boy.

The matter of fact, it's rather appropriate that the puppies should be here tonight.

And in the story that I'm going to tell you,

a dog who played a most prominent part.

A dog?

What kind of a dog?

No, no, no, my boy.

Don't get me anticipating my story.

But once I'm going to start the beginning.

It was.

On a summer morning in 1800 and 90.

What long after my marriage?

I've gone back to my private practice, you know.

The Sherlock Holmes was living alone in our old Backstreet rooms.

You were still silent, my boy.

Indeed, I did, Mr. Bartel.

In fact, occasionally I even proceeded him to go to his Bohemian habits.

So far as to visit my wife and me.

But to get back to my story.

I've been exceptionally busy that summer.

In Constance was feeling rather,

should we say, nervy and run down.

So much so that Mary.

Oh, Mrs. Watson.

This way it's me to take a fortnight's holiday.

We went down to the charming little village of Caplo.

On the lurches of the River Thames.

That's just so often happens.

The best-laid schemes of mice and men.

Gang hearts to glee.

I guess the holiday backfired on your doctor.

And you found yourself involved in a mystery.

Maybe a mystery calling for the aid of your old friend, Sherlock Holmes.

I correct, Mr. Bartel.

We don't do it down that a couple of days when the trouble began.

In fact, the whole thing became so involved

that I thought the best thing to do

was to put the whole strange story in a letter to Sherlock Holmes.

This idea.

And imagine how he chuckled when he read my news.

You know what?

He must be a little out of his depth.

My dear home.

I need your help.

Or at least your advice.

Two days down here.

And I've come involved in a most unusual problem.

And this morning when Mary and I were out for not a bit to stroll.

The sun was shining, the birds were singing.

And there seemed every indication of it being a happy.

You know Mary?

I've always thought up to now that Barney was rather silly words.

I still do, John dear.

Nevertheless, it's the only possible words

to describe the day like this eloquently.

Very well, dear, it's Barney.

Personally, I'm so happy to see you relaxing

that I don't care what the weather's like.

You've been working much too hard.

Yeah, it's busy, uh.

Yes, from last year, Sherlock Holmes monopolized most of your time.

At least I've got you to myself for one thing.

You've dear little thing, you've always been off the jealous

of my association with Holmes.

Not jealous, dear.

But I must confess his influence on you wasn't entirely for the good.

He had a happy that came you out all night.

Well, you should be used to that, dear.

After all, it happens often enough in my practice.

True, John.

But on those occasions, I know where you are and don't worry about you.

And again, you've copied so many of Mr. Holmes' eccentricities,

keeping your tobacco in a person's zipper for instance.

Oh, John, look down.

Do you see that woman walking across the field towards it?

Yes, what's the matter, do you know?

I'm not sure, but I think it's Adam Warburton.

I believe she does live somewhere near here.

Who is Adam Warburton?

An old friend of mine.

She's fightfully cavern-advanced.

She's interested in women's suffrage and all sorts of things.

Oh, sounds good.

Well, imagine giving women the right to vote.

Her place is in the house.

Give me a bellum.

Bellum.

Bellum.

And Warburton.

Oh, how are you?

I'm very nice to see you again.

I'm Mary Watson now.

This is my husband.

How you doing, Mrs. Roberts?

How do you do?

Say, I'd heard that you've married.

Aren't you a medical detective or something, Mr. Watson?

And not quite, dear.

I hold the degree of Doctor of Medicine

from the University of London, Madam.

But he's helped the great Sherlock Holmes on many of his cases.

But that's how I've heard of him then.

Do you mind if I was with you a little way?

Of course not, Ellen.

Come along.

Do you live near here, Miss Woodley?

About four miles away, Doctor.

Chevy Range.

I'm a glorified housekeeper for my uncle's Turner Warburton.

Oh, dear.

That sounds rather dull for you.

As a matter of fact, the state of my uncle's health

at present moment makes it anything but dull for me.

That's why I asked if I might walk with you for a way.

Well, what's the matter with you, Madam?

He's going mad.

Before my eyes, and I can do nothing to help him.

Mad?

Come, I'm a swob.

I'm sure I am.

Doctor, I'm not an hysterical girl.

In fact, I regard myself as something of a scientist.

I studied physics for a couple of years at Bristol University.

And I tell you that my uncle is going insane.

From something.

Most of the time, he's perfectly normal.

But when he's a testor on him, he gets in the most frightful radius

and says the strangest things.

He's even complained of hearing a spilled piping whistle

that comes out of nowhere.

I can't hear it, not can anyone else.

But I'll get into the most dreadful state.

I wonder, would you have a look at him for me?

That's what I don't know.

I don't know.

John will do everything he can.

Thank you so much.

And supposing you both come over to me.

Some idea, Holmes, suddenly thought this evening

we found ourselves approaching Chevy Great.

There's a lot of forbidding looking players coming

with a more than an acre, I should say.

As we stood waiting for it midget,

I must confess that I was not an idiot.

Hmm.

Do me look in place, isn't it, Mayor?

There's a little forbidding, John, dear.

Oh, dear, what's that?

Sounds like a Tom Tom.

Someone's singing a weird chard.

It seems to be coming from the direction of that barn over there.

It doesn't seem quite appropriate, dear, does it?

I mean, not in the heart of Buckinghamshire.

Why not knock on the door again, John?

It was all on a wall.

Perhaps they didn't hear it.

Oh, they did.

Oh, is it?

Oh, yes.

It's Doctor and Mrs. Watson, my good man.

That has the pain, sir.

Come in, please.

The Colonel's expecting you, sir.

He's in the study.

This way, sir.

By the way, Hacker, as we were waiting outside the front door,

we heard a strange chant, and it sounded as if someone was beating a Tom Tom.

Oh, that's... that was Mrs. Nader.

You'll be here with more of her.

From the beginning, what happened next?

There's a very unpleasant fellow Hacker,

so it doesn't study where we met Colonel Robert.

First it was hard to believe that he was a sick man.

He looked well enough, and his conversation was frightening.

Then most of his army life in Africa,

as military government in Zulu district,

and he appears in other trophies that lined his study walls,

bore mute evidence to his past life.

He encouraged me to tell him some of my own army experiences.

Oh, here.

Hello.

There I was, Colonel Robert.

On the outer of this wretched elephant,

the river was a raging torrent,

and I couldn't get the confounded animal to budge.

I'm a pretty strong swimmer, you know?

On several cups of swimming, as a matter of fact,

of course I was a much younger man there.

And yeah, from here...

You interrupted Colonel Robert's story.

Oh, sorry.

For instance, it'd be interesting.

Do go on, Colonel.

You'll stop in a few inches.

Do it tell me that you were intercepted by an African drum code method?

Oh, yes.

Yes.

Well, I don't want to sound conceited,

but I doubt if there was another Englishman in the world

who could have told you what those particular drum beats made.

Oh, I don't doubt that, Colonel Robert.

No.

I spent a good number of years studying the native customs.

I spotted the code right away.

It meant an uprising was planned to start

throughout the whole province at noon the next day.

Of course I...

There it is again.

A devilish whistle.

And you hear it, Dr. Watson?

Mrs. Watson?

I can hear nothing, though.

No, can I?

Of course not.

No one can hear it, but me.

No, no, no, no, Colonel Robert.

Don't get so excited, sir.

Magic, that's what it is.

Oh, really?

Oh, you may have just realized that the powers of young,

which craft are completely unknown in this country, Dr. Watson.

But I know of them.

And I can think of many people who might wish to employ them against me.

Did you...?

I mean...

I mean...

Oh.

But it's you, Nutter.

Great.

But she's...

She's very beautiful.

Nutter, I want you to meet some friends of Ellen's.

Dr. and Mrs. Watson.

I'm very pleased to meet both of you.

How'd you do?

How'd you do, Mrs. Nutter?

The mother's father was a chagga jua.

One of the greatest zulu chiefs, and I ever had the privilege of knowing.

You didn't either err on it or swear blood brotherhood.

But when the missionary sent Nutter to England who completed her education

and insisted that she spend her first few months here under my wing, I...

Listen?

What is it, Colonel?

That whistle again.

I haven't said say that you heard it this time.

Please say that you did.

I didn't hear the thing, sir.

Well, I did.

And I know where that sound came from.

And I put down that spirit once, will you, Colonel?

I was afraid to kill me.

I've killed him first.

No, no, no. Don't try it.

I don't try it.

Someone's opening the door.

It's Ellen.

Right, Scott.

It's a spirit missed by an inch.

Oh, who is it?

Whistle.

I got it again, Ellen.

And I'm going to find where it came from.

I'm...

Poor, Uncle.

Of course, you heard no sound.

Nothing, Ellen.

What can we do to help him, Dr. Watson?

Well, it's hard to say, Mrs. Warren.

I'm sure that medical help is what she needs.

Well, he seems perfect to say and elucid,

except for these strange outbursts.

I mean, must do something.

I'm supposed to met him.

But who's I could back to the inn?

I think I'll write to my old friend Sherlock Holmes.

There's a problem.

I can't feel that the man should be committed to an asylum

and get obvious there when these attacks were on him.

He says, no matter the hammer.

Oh, no.

Fascinating problem.

I'm on the course of speedy action.

I think it's telegrammed to my friend Watson.

I hope to clarify some aspects of the case.

Yeah.

Let's see.

John H. Watson.

Redland Inn Taplow Bucks.

I suggest that you have to pay in one month.

Pay in one month.

What in fact does the Warburton House have a dog Christmas tree?

To laugh about my home.

That's a cryptic answer.

Yes, there it is.

I'm afraid I won't be disappointed.

He's coming over to join us for lunch to see if you're having a new one.

I don't know.

Can dogs ever do the case?

I can't possibly.

Yes, Helen now.

Good morning, Helen.

Hello, Mary.

Good morning, dog.

Good morning.

I suppose it's too early to have received any reply from Mr. Holmes.

Well, it was a matter of fact.

I just got this telegram from him.

We did it, right?

I can't see.

It makes much sense, was it all?

But that's extraordinary.

I did have a little dog.

He was killed a week ago.

But it didn't occur to me to tell you about it yesterday.

That's amazing.

How could Mr. Holmes have known about it?

Then it looked all at Holmes, doesn't know my dear.

How does your dog kill this, Warburton?

I found him in the grounds with his head smashed in by a stone.

Oh, how dreadful.

Who do you think did it?

It might have been a poacher.

And then again, it might have been...

Your uncle?

It's possible.

When he's in those rages, I don't think he knows what he's doing.

It's very important.

I think I should go and send Holmes a telegram at once.

Don't wait lunch for me.

Why do they have to walk over to the station?

We'll see if there was an answer at the station telegraph.

I'll just tell the wire that I sent Holmes.

Oh, there's only 30 dear.

It's hard possible for him to answer this quickly as well.

In that case, they didn't deliver the telegram to the hotel, you know?

Well, it was a nice walk, my dear.

Hello, there's a train in the station now.

I wonder where it's from.

Why don't you ask Pep Porta dear?

That's not a bad idea.

A border?

What train is it?

Oh, it's the London train, sir.

Right on time.

Next stop, ready?

Not many people getting over.

Big Scott, look who's here.

Yeah, it's Mr. Holmes.

And he's got a dog on the leash.

Oh, what?

How are you?

This is Watson.

How nice to see you again.

Thank you.

I have a lighted your hair over there.

We walked to the station to see if you'd answer my telegram.

Yes, you are in first.

It occurred to me that I'd be down here the same time

that we'd take a telegram to reach you.

And I decided that today or two in the club would make a person change.

Apart from the fact that Colonel Warburund's problem

interests me enormously.

Werner, you bring a dog.

I thought that this was a case in which a dog would be of intelligence.

Oh, take it down for John.

Yes, look out, old chap.

I think we've been saving up that.

I picked him up in a mile and road for a couple of hours,

and I fear he's a dog that should have remained in London.

A singularly unattractive nature seems to have been entirely ruined

by a honest train ride.

A person broke, isn't he?

By the way, Holmes, what do you make of the case from my little?

Well, I should prefer to reserve my judgements

while I've met the Colonel.

However, I will not say one opinion.

Oh, what's that?

The paraphrase of Herb, don't disbelieve all you don't hear.

Well, I can't think why someone doesn't answer.

They can't all be of.

Well, we're waiting.

I think I'll tell the dog up to his feet.

I don't want my arrival.

Too much commotion.

Where?

Where?

What do you think perhaps we could try the door, John?

Yes, certainly.

It's a good idea.

Hello, brother.

It's a lot.

Let's go in, old fella.

Let's go in.

Colonel Wolberton.

Colonel Wolberton.

Ellen.

What was the name of that fucking old fella?

Heco.

Heco.

Heco.

Heco.

We're here to be kidnapped first.

The dog.

Oh, food that I am, I shouldn't have left him here.

Come on.

Ah.

We're too late.

Oh.

The poor dog.

We've been killed.

Yes, poor brute.

Step to death by one of the Colonel's spills.

That proves it, how?

The man is mad.

I think not watching.

I think it proves that Colonel Wolberton is a great deal more sane

than some of the members of his household.

You'll hear the rest of Dr. Watson's story in just a few seconds.

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Why are we hitting for this con?

Seems to me we should be back in the house.

Found the house empty.

Besides, that's what I heard.

What is it?

Listen.

It's the same sound that Mary and I heard yesterday.

Once more, it's coming from the barn.

Come on, Watson.

Five minutes.

See this window here.

What's that?

A little girl.

Now that.

She's beating a drum.

And chanting.

What's the man with that?

It's Colonel Wolbert.

No, it isn't.

It's that son for a hecka.

What can Thomas be doing here?

Thanks.

Mr. Miss Nowder.

Mr. Nowder.

African Miss Tissues.

I beg your pardon.

Mr. Colonel said, let's go in and catch him right now.

No.

Stay quiet.

The talks will soon enough.

The moment I feel it's a much more urgent to be fine Colonel Wolbert.

Come on.

There's a girl facing up and down in front of the house with Mary and his niece Miss Wolbert.

We shouldn't have left the women alone with him yet.

Are the men dangerous?

I don't think the women have been in any danger, Watson.

So dear, where have you been?

As I've decided, we'd take a walk.

Very interesting.

Miss Wolberton.

This is Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

How do you do, Mr. Holmes?

I'm so glad you're here.

I do, Miss Wolberton.

And this is Colonel Wolberton, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, eh?

I suppose you think I killed your wretched dog.

Well, I might have done it.

And I hear that whistle.

Something seems to snap in my brain.

I might have killed it.

Why doesn't your doctor, Prince, certify me as insane?

Send me where I belong.

Before I do any whilst, have you?

Poor man.

Isn't there anything you can do for him, Mr. Holmes?

I'm a certain nibble-tried Miss Wolberton.

What no, fellow.

I wonder if you follow the Colonel and give him a sedative.

I'm afraid he has quite a lot to deal with, boy.

What's over there?

Miss Wolberton.

Where were you when my dog was killed?

Down in the greenhouse.

As soon as I heard the poor animal helping, I ran up to the house.

I see.

With the homes you are going to be able to help the Colonel, aren't you?

I'm convinced of it. This is Watson.

That is why I brought a dog with me from London.

But now that he's dead, I...

I must have taken another one before I can proceed.

Third of a case.

And I wonder where in third-hand, I can find John.

Look.

Don't buy the gate.

There's a little girl walking with the dog.

That's Sarah Entwistle.

The daughter of our neighbor.

Sarah?

Excuse me.

Would you be just a moment?

Sarah?

Sarah?

Sarah?

Sarah?

Sarah, my dear.

What a...

What up?

She dropped you hat there.

What's his name?

It's her.

Her name's Fujian.

What's your name?

Holmes.

Sherlock Holmes.

Sherlock?

That was funny name.

Yes, yes, it is, isn't it?

Find a case, Sarah.

That case is a nice, shiny, half-crown point for you.

Why are you giving me money?

Because I love dogs, mate.

I want to borrow a well.

What did you call him?

Bogen.

Bogen, oh yes, yes.

I want to borrow Bogen Brafner.

Why?

Well, I...

I want to borrow a well.

I want to borrow a playbola, Sarah.

You can play with her here.

She's always friendly.

Well, you see, I...

I really want to take her for a nice walk.

Why?

She's just happy now.

Look here, Sarah.

It's a beautifully shiny, half-crown point.

Mommy, tell me I mustn't take money from staying.

I'm not a stranger.

I'm a friend of Colonel Wobbiton.

I've been troublesome.

Yes, I am.

This is Watson.

You see, I...

I wanted to sell a half-crown for borrowing Bogen for a short while, but she...

But she doesn't want to do it.

Sarah, does Bogen like bones?

Oh, yes.

Love them.

We've got a lot of bones up at the house.

We'd like to give her.

Have they got plenty of meat on them?

Auntie, she can have a wonderful piece, and then we'll bring her back in half an hour.

All right.

Go on, Bogen.

Now, promise you'll bring her back in half an hour.

Oh, we promise.

Yes, Sarah.

And Sarah, what about the...

What about the half-crown?

Well...

I'll get home and ask Mommy for my keepers.

Good.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

And take care of Bogen.

She's a sweet little girl.

Mr. Holmes, you're not going to express Bogen to any danger, are you?

None, Mrs. Watson.

Otherwise, I should live for that.

I'm convinced that Bogen will give us a clue to what appears to be Colonel Wobbiton.

The Colonel Wobbiton's madness.

Now, I can see you.

But all here, Ms. Wobbiton, the Colonel is not on the dark bouger.

Yes.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, I propose to conduct an experiment.

Before I conduct it, I should like to point out the chronology of events in this case.

First, Ms. Nodder right here.

Mr. Holmes, you're not suggesting...

Please let me finish, Ms. Nodder.

First, Ms. Nodder right here.

Second, the Colonel, first, the mysterious whistle.

Third, your dog was killed in his Wobbiton.

Fourth, the whistling setting in deaden is...

The Colonel Wobbiton and Ms. Wobbiton.

Doesn't that happen? Suggest anything to you?

No, I can't say that it does, Mr. Holmes.

I don't see what you're blading at.

No more do I, Holmes.

I should be more specific.

And well, then I will.

I should now conduct my experiment.

I once more to watch Colonel Wobbiton and the dog Bogen.

Excuse me, while I turn my back.

Third, Mr. Cain.

Is that whistle?

Oh, oh!

The dog heard it too.

What does it mean?

It means that this wouldn't whistle in my hand, just the answer to the mystery.

The dog made by this cunningly designed instrument is above the normal range of pitch.

You see, the Colonel has hypersensitive ears.

So the dog heard it.

Perhaps I should have said the normal, human range of pitch.

Didn't you suppose someone was deliberately trying to drive the Colonel there?

Of course, man. That's why the dogs were murdered.

Who ever it was, you, that a dog would give the game away.

It's not hard to guess who that's someone is.

Nada, this started when you're paying here.

Is this your gratitude for the Colonel's kindness to you?

Endangering his sanity with your evil black magic?

That is not true.

One moment, please, Mr. Wobbiton.

There's Nada.

Yes, it's true.

Dr. Watson and I watched you in the barn something quite some time ago.

With Hacker, were you engaged in practicing any form of black magic?

No, no.

I was praying to my old gods to save the Colonel's sanity.

What were you doing, Hacker?

Don't tell me you were praying to old gods, too.

I used to be a chapel going, man, so that I don't know.

No arm in trying something new, I always say.

In the case, why should Mr. Nada wish to pursue the Colonel?

It might be for some tribal revenge.

That's ridiculous, Alan.

Her father and I were sworn bloodbruff.

Exactly, sir.

No, it should be obvious.

Who had a motive for making the Colonel appear mad?

His niece and Eris.

What do you mean?

That physics you will remember.

And so could know about super sonic research.

Possibly she could have made the Colonel might leave his estate.

But it was Nada.

No wish to appear insane.

And thereby insolidated you will.

What?

In any case, I found this whistle in a draw in your room, Mr. Wobbiton.

Alan, Alan, how could you?

I did it for your sake.

To save you from Nada.

He's just an adventurous.

Only you won't see it.

Then I'll Wobbiton.

What action do you wish me to take regarding your niece, Mr. Wobbiton?

My niece?

I have no niece, Mr. Holmes.

I'm Nada, my dear.

Oh, an amazing case, Holmes.

There wasn't for the way Holmes solved it.

It was very interesting, dear.

I was quite enthralled.

No, I think I should return to London and let you finish your holiday and peace.

Before you do that, Mr. Holmes, there's one thing we should do.

What, ma'am?

Who jumped?

We promised you now.

Yes, yes, of course.

Of course.

I think the three of us might walk our home.

But before we do that, I suggest we rummage the kitchen.

The kitchen from there for...

Oh, dear.

Then exactly.

And the bones with plenty of meat on them.

Say, doctor, that was a swell story.

And look, you mean there really is a whistle that only dogs can hear?

I thought you'd ask me that question.

So I've got one of those whistle to show you.

There.

Well, there's nothing unusual about it.

Well, it, doctor.

Listen, Mr. Bartoli.

If I want you to come quickly, I don't just have to whistle.

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And Petri Wine sure is good wine.

It ought to be.

The Petri family has been making wine for generations.

As you know, ever since they started the Petri business way back in the 1800s,

that business has always been family-owned and operated.

So just think of all the experience the Petri family's gained.

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

Father to son, father to son, all they've ever learned about the art of turning luscious

California grapes into fragrant, delicious wine.

So whenever you're choosing a wine, a wine to serve before dinner, with dinner, or at

any time, you can't go wrong with a peppery wine, because peppery took time to bring you

a good wine.

Tonight Sherlock Holmes adventure is written by Descreen and Anthony Boucher, and is based

on an incident in the Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's story, The Engineers' Fund.

Mr. Rathbone appears through the courtesy of Metro Golden Mayor, and Mr. Bruce through

the courtesy of Universal Pictures, for they're now starring in the Sherlock Holmes series.

The peppery wine company of San Francisco, California invites you to tune in again next

at the same time, same station.

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