Sherlock Holmes - Uneasy Easy Chair

Craving the coffee flavor you love. But without the caffeine,

kachavas got you covered with their newest coffee flavor.

This all-in-one nutrition shake delivers bold, authentic flavor, crafted from premium,

decaffeinated Brazilian beans. Quality nutrition shouldn't be complicated,

just two scoops of kachavas all-in-one nutrition shake, and you've got 25 grams of protein,

six grams of fiber, greens, and so much more. Whether you're craving that coffee taste to kick

start your morning ritual, or as a nutrient-packed reward, to round out your afternoon.

Kachava keeps you fueled and satisfied wherever your day takes you. Plus, it actually tastes delicious.

No fillers? No nonsense. Just the good stuff, your body craves. And for the times you feel like

switching it up, you've got seven flavors to choose from, all with the highest quality ingredients.

Treat yourself to the flavor and nutrition your body craves.

Go to kachava.com and use code fitness. New customers get 15% off their first order.

That's K-A-C-H-A-V-A.com code fitness. Craving the coffee flavor you love.

But without the caffeine, kachavas got you covered with their newest coffee flavor.

This all-in-one nutrition shake delivers bold, authentic flavor,

crafted from premium, decaffeinated Brazilian beans. With 25 grams of protein,

six grams of fiber, greens, and so much more. Treat yourself to the flavor and nutrition

your body craves. Go to kachava.com and use code fitness.

New customers get 15% off their first order. That's K-A-C-H-A-V-A.com code fitness.

Access to affordable credit helps me pay my employees.

But I don't really need it.

It's like she's killing me.

Who cares? Big retailers and making record profits.

That's why we support the German Marshall credit card bills.

See, things in credit unions help small businesses make payroll.

This bill would cut the vital resources they need.

While increasing megastore profits.

They deserve it. Don't they?

Tell Congress, stop the German Marshall money grab for corporate megastores

paid for by the Electronic Payments Coalition.

Petri wine brings you.

Basil, last bone, and Nigel Bruce, and the new adventures of Sherlock Holmes.

The Petri family, the family that took time to bring you good wine,

invite you to listen to Dr. Watson tell us another exciting story about his old friend

that master detective Sherlock Holmes.

As for me, instead of telling you something, I'd like to ask you something.

You like chicken? How do you like it best?

Roasted, fried, or in a stew with something?

Well, whatever your favorite may be, you like that chicken infinitely better

when it's served with a glass of Petri california soda.

And now there's a combination. Chicken and Petri soda.

Petri soda is a white wine, pale golden in color, delicately fragrant,

and clear as crystal. And what a flavor that Petri soda has.

I'm telling you, Petri soda is just about the last word in dinner wine.

Or one more tip. Remember to serve Petri soda with fish or any kind of seafood.

Good, it's great. To be sure you have a glass of good wine,

be sure it's Petri wine.

And now I'm sure our good friend Dr. Watson's expecting us. Let's go and enjoy it.

Good evening, doctor.

Good evening, Mr. Bardow. Punctuous of the ministers usual.

Drop it down, settle down, my boy.

Well, I won't settle down too far, doctor.

You have a habit of keeping me on the edge of my chair during most of your story.

Just to be, Mr. Bardow, I hope tonight will prove no exception.

So, light up your pipe, and I'll get on with my story.

Dr. from the hence you gave us last week, it sounded like quite a thriller.

How did it begin? On a cold winter morning in 1897,

Holmes and I are breakfasts that concluded that on the other side of a cheery far

in our Baker Street logical. A thick fog rolled down between the line of done coloured houses,

and the opposite windows loomed like dark, thickest blurs to the heavy yellow reef.

Another London piece, super, had it?

Yes, exactly, Mr. Bardow.

Our guest was lipped and sure it's flicking the light on the white cloth

and glimmer of China for the breakfasts table and not being cleared.

Holmes's visit cost indexing his record of crime,

while I was in close to one of Clark's Russell's fine sea stories.

Our morning was not destined, however, to be quite worth.

So shortly after 11 o'clock, Mrs. Hudson, I stood a young lady into our room.

A young lady?

You seem to be in a silly spot.

That's good.

No, not too young, really. I'm Dr. Watson, and this is Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

How do you do, gentlemen?

I must apologise for not giving my name to your heart, but I have to be at the top of the table.

This is really quite a fair murder.

Of course, you're wondering who I am, and what's both been here.

My own theory would be that you are Miss Harriet Irving.

And if you come to me to a list by aid in proving that Mr. Binion did not murder your father.

Holmes, what a mercy talking about.

You're absolutely correct, Mr. Holmes.

But how did you know?

I deduced Mr. Irving.

You're wearing very unique, extremely expensive morning, presumably,

the first time since a few basting threads are still in evidence.

You wear no rings, however, until you're not in morning for a husband.

The only man whose death the paper's announced in the last few days,

who left the young daughter wealthy enough to purchase such garments, is Edward Irving.

And since the police have already made an arrest, obviously,

wish me to disprove the police theory and intercede the young Binion.

Mr. Holmes, you're wonderful.

That's just what I wanted to do.

You'll know, won't you?

Mr. Irving, I've stated the newspaper reports very carefully,

but seems to me that Scott's yard has arrested the right man.

Well, I didn't read the newspaper reports.

I'm the same side there with you both talking about.

Then let me bring you up the date, my dear fellow.

And please correct me, Mr. Irving, if I'm making a mistake.

Three days ago, Sir Edward Irving, the father of this young lady,

was found stabbed to death in his study.

The only entrance to the study is to an interim,

where his secretary had been sitting ever since the Edward

has last seen a lie.

And the secretary's swap, but no one had entered, all left to study.

The secretary's name being Binion, or so?

Yes, under the circumstances, it's hard to see that any other arrest was possible.

And yes, I know he's innocent, Mr. Holmes.

How do you know that?

Mr. Irving.

We were in love, we were going to be married.

I don't care what the police say.

A woman knows these things.

Robert Binion did not kill my father.

If you are a father of proof of the engagement,

well, no, not exactly.

If one's room were to be exact, Mr. Irving,

I wouldn't want to say that your father absolutely forbade the marriage.

Yes, he did.

And in fact, the star assumed death was the motive for the smith.

Well, sir, it's logical, I must say.

Does your father have any other relatives living, Mr. Irving?

His brother, my uncle Peragon,

he lives a hermit's life in the country.

We've seen very little of him in the last few years.

Was he left anything out of your powers, Will?

No, I was a soul beneficiary.

Please help me, Mr. Holmes.

If you'll just talk to Robert, you'll know he's not guilty.

There's no harm in talking to him, Holmes.

After all, I hope that the star handled the case.

And he's made a good man of the takes and the f**k.

You'll have to be all old, Chef.

Well, Mr. Binion, I'll do what I can, but I promise nothing.

Where is your fiancé being told?

That's not injured.

I talked to him there just before I came to you.

Talk to him here, eh?

Spend it here.

We can talk to the star at the same time.

What's in your head?

My head, don't tell me.

I press I feel, although you're head and coat.

So, Mr. Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Wonson,

think they know more than they are, eh?

Come over here to teach us our business, I suppose.

I think of the sort of a start.

We came over here to make a few inquiries.

I'll tell you, gentlemen, that you're wasting your time.

Young Binion is guilty.

Whatever he's young lady may say.

Mr. Ard.

Yes, Mr. Holmes?

No, what did the autopsy prove?

Well, I've got a report of it here on my desk.

But, yeah, it won't tell you nothing you don't know.

Yes, those instant tenures.

Thaws by some weapon like a long needle of flames to let go,

I speak,

and if they think the brain of this at the skull,

and no such weapon was found in the room,

all on Mr. Binion.

True, sir.

But then he had the chance of disposing of it.

Just the same, the murder weapon hasn't been found, hasn't it?

No, Dr., but we'll find it as you worry about that.

I just like talk to the prisoner, if you don't mind.

Of course I don't mind.

He's in the attention's hill just down the corridor from here.

There's a follow me, gentlemen.

Is he giving you any trouble, sir?

Trouble.

If all our prisoners were as quiet as him,

we wouldn't need no guards, Dr.

Nice quiet young fella.

Hard to realize he's a murderer.

In fact, but still has to be proven and caught to starve.

A fact that he is going to be proved in court, Mr. Holmes.

Well, here we are at this cell.

To, uh, got visitors, Binion.

Very distinguished visitors.

My name is Holmes, and this is my colleague, Dr. Watson.

I'm sorry to see you in this sight, Mr. Binion.

Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

Then how he did, and see you when she left you.

I'm so glad you'll get me out of this mess.

I know you were.

Even Mr. Sherlock Holmes can't get you out of this one young fella.

Mr. Binion, I promise you'll say that I plan court you.

My obvious cause is to go to Sir Edward's house and examine the room in which the tragedy occurred.

But before I do that, I'd like to ask you a question or two.

Ask me any question you want, sir.

It was you who discovered the body I am, Mr. Holmes.

Yes, Mr. Holmes. Please describe the circumstances.

Sir Edward was in his study.

I'd been working in the anti-room adjoining.

At five o'clock, I went in to say good-night to him, and I found him slumped in his chair,

dead with blood streaming down the back of his head.

Of course, I sent the butt off of the police at once.

Could anyone have entered that room without your knowledge?

No, Mr. Holmes. I never left my desk.

And there was no entrance to the room.

Say, could you tell me how about the windows in the bedroom tour?

They were locked from the inside, Dr. Holmes.

Oh, you don't need to worry.

We examine the intelligence, not a mark.

No one came in that way.

Now, what is your theory of a murder, Mr. Holmes?

I haven't gone, Mr. Holmes.

And completely baffled.

And certain that no one entered that room.

Yet, I swear to you that I didn't stab him,

so I can understand what he's believing I didn't.

Mr. Holmes, I expect to examine the room in which the Edward was buried.

Easiest thing in the world, Mr. Holmes.

I'll drive over with you if you like, his house is in night.

Oh, you didn't bother, Mr. Holmes.

We can talk about ourselves.

Oh, not a bit of a doctor.

I'd like to come with you.

Oh, why, Mr. Holmes?

Your convinced Mr. Binionist, your tears?

I hope so.

Won't you be wasted time?

Not me.

Oh, once I know you're on the wrong side of a case, Mr. Holmes.

I want to be there and see your faces when you find it out.

This is the house, Mr. Holmes.

Yeah, it's imposing, Mr. Holmes.

I must say.

I imagine a scar that you still have a police guard inside.

Oh, yes, Doctor.

There's been a sergeant guard at the Deadman's room day and night.

We still haven't found the missing weapon, you know?

Yes, sir.

I need to tell the story.

The missing weapon, you know?

Yes, sir.

I need to tell the story of Scotland Yard.

We wish to examine the house.

I must see your identification, sir.

What are you talking about?

I've been in and out of this house all for a dozen times.

I have my orders, sir.

Oh, very well.

There's Mr. Erwin at home.

Mr. Erwin is not receiving, sir.

Great Scotland, can't you give us any information?

There's been tragedy in this house, sir.

And the proof of it's not the proof yet.

I'm not answering any questions, but I don't have to.

Yeah, yeah, now.

There's this, sir.

Police guards.

That is why you're...

Inspector Lestrade.

Very good inspector.

You may come in.

May I direct you, gentlemen?

Oh, thank you.

I know this house nearly as well as you do.

I think not inspector.

I served here, but twenty-seven years.

I would tell him that if you're not leading me,

I'll return to my quarters.

Yes, sir.

That's the last of the things you have to say ever so.

Yes, he knows something.

The seal is drawn there.

Here's the possibility.

The minion is innocent.

Yes, sir.

I began to see that, say, when you were talking for the butler.

You'll be very cryptic.

What are the possibilities here?

I talk you, lad.

The possibility is that the minion, the arrested man,

is shielding the real murderer.

And whom would he be most certain to shield?

You mean his, your service, sir Erwin?

That's right, Othala.

What?

Here we are.

This is the anti-room where young being worked.

And that door there leads into the study where Sir Edward was found.

I mean, that's because, since the discovery of the crime.

Oh, no, Mr. Holmes.

That's why we've had a constable on duty in their night and day.

Before the trial, we're free experts.

He's just the rule of secret panels or anything of that.

Can I sit down in the dead man's room, shall we?

Right, sir, Mr. Holmes.

Where's the web stick?

Web stick.

Get out of that chair and stand up.

Can't you get on duty?

Just leave.

Hey, Karthi.

He's dead.

Yes.

The trickle of blood oozing out from the base of the skull.

Well, start me, Pink.

He's being killed in the same way as Sir Edward was.

I presume you'll agree that Mr. Binyon didn't commit this murder,

let's try it.

Or should not Mr. Holmes even have done it.

He's locked up at the yard.

Well, what are we going to do?

Not the butt that they come here, William.

Well, right, you'll ask it.

What do you make of their wound up there?

Well, it's a tip to the description of the one that killed Sir Edward.

It's a fine function here, it's the base of the skull.

I told Holmes they mentioned this teleconistic wound like this

might be caused by one of those long steel head pins

that women wear.

Yeah, it's at the possibility option of the stoop possibility

and this urban was wearing a long hat in this morning, if you remember.

Last walls and a little chance of secret panels here, I should say.

The window popped from the inside, eh?

Yeah, here's Mr. Holmes.

Yes, and by the way, what's your name?

Professor.

You see what's happened, Trevor?

Yes, I've seen.

The constable being killed just like my master.

I tell you, Trevor, is this from exact years it was

in Sir Edward's lifetime?

Yes, sir.

Except that my master's not in the habit of keeping the crosses

of policemen in here.

Yeah, don't try to be funny, Trevor.

If you realize you're mixed up in a murder case,

I meant no offense, temperament.

Well, the master was a very good fool.

The front of my religion, Trevor's, was to find out

if any of the furniture in here had been moved later.

Not moved, sir.

But there has been a piece of furniture added

that armchair of a dead man lying in the same chair

in which Sir Edward's body was found, of course, that's the answer.

Trevor's.

Remember that chair delivered?

And who delivered it?

It was delivered the day before Sir Edward died.

It came from Silver Schwartz's antique shopping

buns.

I know, sir.

Against the foot of the stride.

See the removal of this poor man's body,

seal the room, and for heaven's sake,

keep the state as death a secret for a day, at least.

Then that time, I hope to have your murder avoidance.

Then we're going.

My dear captain, Silver Schwartz's antique shopping buns

beat.

There's old music boxes of quite charming homes, aren't there?

Yes, but where's Mr. Silver Schwartz?

This is probably him, what a fine looking old fellow.

Oh, Mr. Silver Schwartz.

He is just a man.

You are interested in musical books?

No, sir, in chairs.

In particular, in the hands of Lecanshire, you delivered

to Sir Edward Irwin, until there's a girl.

Ah!

Ah, yeah, magnificent specimen.

Is he?

Is he?

He was found dead in it, Mr. Silver Schwartz.

And half an hour ago, as my house was found dead in it, also.

That chair was one of a pair, wasn't it?

Yeah, but...

Please, look at him.

That's impossible.

Please, please, to follow me.

I'll show you, is it not, but...

Look, look at the chair.

It's exactly like that.

Look at him.

Look at him.

Look at him.

Look at him.

Look at him.

Look at him.

Look at him.

Look at him.

Look at him.

Look at him.

Look at him.

Look at him.

Look at him.

Look at him.

Isn't that.

Yes.

It's exactly like the same one.

As it is.

It's the Edmund-H Goodlock?

The Edmund-High Lisbon.

Honest friend, but is such a different.

It seemed century Akalian, isn't it?

Yes.

This is one of the pair, his famous一下ro.

This is one of the pair, nellefiano, Aunt chair.

The only three pairs and the案 of her friends.

Of this pair, one, the one I delivered to the Edmund, is simply a great specimen of sacrifice.

That's not...

Well, this one is meat.

Looks exactly like a gadget, does it not?

That's...

I can't see any difference with how.

That would have been gotten to, Old Chef.

Precisely.

I have been caught, stretched from one arm of the chair to the other.

If anyone were to sit in it well, sometimes nothing will happen.

But sooner or later, a hand will present its hidden spring in the arm here.

And death will strike.

But nothing happened when you pressed the spring and that was the sound?

No.

I don't understand.

I do.

This is the harmless chair.

The lethal one was sent to Sir Edward.

He sat in it accidentally pressed the spring and drove the vehicle needle into his brain.

Yes, sir.

Well, Constable did today.

Sir Edward bought both chairs, I presume.

Yeah, I would not sell it.

It's a separate.

Why didn't you deliver both at the same time?

He was afraid of the bedliver, right?

He asked me to keep it here until he found a safe place for it in his home.

And some devil-switched arm caught from the fatal chair for the harmless one

so that you delivered death to Sir Edward.

There is a subtlety in this crime worthy of the fiendish maker of the chair's himself.

Sobis once.

Yeah, my name.

Philip Yeriddaya being pricked at the seating himself in one of his own chairs.

Yeah, yeah, he do.

Oh, it's justice.

I'm much obliged to, Sobis once.

Now I think I know how to trap our killer.

Dr. Watson will bring you the rest of his story in just a second, so I'm just going to tell you that

after a good dinner, there's nothing quite like a glass of good pet tree California port.

Petri port is really a wonderful wine.

A deep hearty red and color and rich and truly delicious and flavor.

You know, port wine is actually America's favorite wine.

Dry a glass of petri port and you'll know why.

Petri port is not only fine after dinner, it's perfect whenever good friends get together.

Just keep in mind the name Petri because pet wines are good wine.

Access to affordable credit helps me pay my employees if I don't really need it.

Infliction is killing me.

Who cares?

Big retailers are making record profits.

That's why we support the German Marshall credit card bill.

See?

Things in credit unions help small businesses make payroll.

This bill would cut the vital resources they need.

While increasing megastore profits.

They deserve it.

Don't they?

Out your possibility, I'll pay you off.

Idiot!

Or I'll beat you up.

Or I'll take you in too early this time and get along as soon as I catch up.

Understand?

I've got to check on my private deposit.

The Ministry has to move in the jail Airbnb, that I will see.

your profits. They deserve it. Don't they?

Tell Congress, stop the Durban Marshall money grab for corporate megastores, paid for by

the Electronic payments coalition. Access to affordable credit helps me pay my employees,

but I don't really need it.

Infliction is killing me. Who cares? Big retailers are making record profits.

That's why we support the German Marshall credit card bill.

Things in credit unions help small businesses make payroll.

This bill would cut the vital resources they need.

While increasing megastore profits.

They deserve it. Don't they?

Tell Congress, stop the Durban Marshall money grab for corporate megastores, paid for by the electronic payments coalition.

Well, Dr. Watson, this is quite a story you're telling us tonight.

So you found out how the murders had been committed, but not who had been responsible for it.

That's quite right, Mr. Bartel.

Home has spent a long time across the damning with the shoulder trunks.

The only antique store, as to who might have had the opportunity of switching the tell-tale cord to the fatal chair.

And who did have that opportunity, Dr.?

Well, Mr. Bartel, it turns farther for people, might have been responsible.

Edward's daughter, Ms. Secretary Mr. Dignan, had both been in the shop with him at various times.

Third, the Trevor's.

The fourth suspect was the Edward's centric brother, Perigrid, who had appeared and dropped him to the shop for day after the purchase had been made.

So this last information homes became very accepted and launched into eager preparations,

which ended a few hours later, when we found ourselves disguised as furniture removers,

driving her down along a quiet country lane near Docking,

as he approached the house of Mr. Edward's brother, Perigrid.

Have a house, Watson?

Well, I'm checking looking places, isn't it?

Yes, it's pretty much so.

I'll give you someone to roast my dear chap.

I've just put too word on her, I'll drive down here.

You never tell me anything. Why are we trundling off into the wilds of the culture disguised as a furnished remover,

carrying the harmless chair with us?

Surely the reason it stands still untold chap is?

It's just about as transparent as dust stocking full of hot-priced food.

But yeah, Watson, surely it's obvious that we're up against an extremely cunning murderer.

Now, what we've done is accused him in using the maleficiero chair.

An alibi, of course, he's now in the other place where the murder happens.

Then, apply your logical little further.

Three for suspects, the daughter, the Tobinian, and Therese, the Butler,

live in the house and would almost certainly have been present at the time of death.

Therefore, who gains most by such an alibi?

Well, the brother, Perigrid, telemetry, Maria Watson.

Now, you see why we trundled off into the wilds of Docking.

Oh, that must be Perigrid standing up at the front. She's finally looking for her.

Oh, my dear Watson.

Good afternoon, Governor.

You work, Therese, must become the wrong house.

As you were, Mr. Perigrid, out of line, ain't you, Governor?

Yes.

And we come to the right house, all right, all right, all right.

Come on, Perigrid, give us in.

Look, right to you, all right, I'll feed you.

What's up?

Do you have any of them?

I'm loading them.

I'm trying to get out of sight of them.

You're talking on my foot, but it'll get out.

Therese, it does. Come on, Perigrid.

I got it.

All right.

So that means you're now on the porch here.

There you go.

There you go.

Give me a quick inch.

I had a pretty chair, Governor.

Perigrid and me was at the morning and I'll wait down here.

Who flam it in our pronounced chair?

Who told you to bring it here?

Order, Governor.

Mr. Sniper, Sniper.

What's up, Oliver?

It's nice to see you.

Tell us your brother didn't want the chair and said,

we were to bring it to you.

My brother's there.

Mr. Sniper, Sniper said he gave the order for he died.

One of us should get in here, Governor.

One of us should get in here.

Two, of course.

Two, of course.

Two, of course.

Two, of course.

The bill is all right, isn't it?

Look at you laughing.

Look at you laughing.

Who wish me old troubling strife could see me now?

It's probably not right.

Yeah, yeah.

Trouble in strife.

That's me, wife, Governor.

Yeah.

Sit down, yourself, sir.

Come on, go on, sit down.

Hi.

Go on, go on, Governor.

Take the weight of your plate, something.

What barbaric jargon do you speak?

What are the plates at me?

Plates at me?

The feet, Governor.

That's rhyming slang.

That's right, that's right.

rhyming slang.

Go on, sit down.

Go on.

Sit down.

I like comfortable.

Yeah.

Go on.

Don't you answer with your arms, Governor.

I...

Corbin, please.

I need your stuffy.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You know what it is.

But I don't want the recipe.

It's being some mistake.

So you're going to take it back to London and turn it up.

I don't want anything in my brother.

Jumping geography.

Sometimes you really don't want to sit in a nice chair like this, Governor.

But you're the one that gives your order around here.

Come on, buddy.

Come on, get your bag in a bit.

All right, I'll get it back in the van.

All right, come on.

You're happy.

Oh, where'd it go?

Oh, bless you, Rob, Governor.

We don't worry about it.

It's all of India with Bertie.

Of course not.

We've been at a nice time.

It's coming out, didn't we?

It's right.

Let's get these horses going.

Good day, Governor.

Good day, Governor.

Good day, Governor.

Good day, Governor.

That was a false trail home.

Obviously you knew nothing about the chair.

He thought it was first to homeless.

And that was indeed it was.

But the murderer would have thought it'd be called.

I've slipped up in my reasoning somehow.

Oh, but of course.

Oh, what a fool I am.

You've got to London as fast as these tired legs can take us.

Come on, get up there.

Get up there.

What's the next move, Holmes?

Back to the Edward's house.

Under staging of a little drama,

I'm sure we'll give us the final answer to this problem.

You made all the arrangements with the strides?

Yes, Mr. Holmes.

I've got Miss Lurvin, young Binion,

and the butler, waiting outside.

And no one knows we switched the chair.

Splendid.

So you were sure that this is the homeless chair?

Of course I am.

Look here.

I sit in it.

So run my hands over the arms.

Yes, this chair is harmless.

Every person, the safe one, will know.

Go to the minute of the stride.

All the time, Mr. Holmes?

No, I think we'll fix Ervin and Mr. Binion first.

Right, go on.

Yes.

Er...

Mr. Ervin, Mr. Binion, come in please.

Very well.

Mr. Holmes.

Hello, Miss Ervin.

It's just so horrible seeing you there,

in the same chair with your father.

Mr. Holmes, it's a track of two macabre for you

to assume the position of the boss.

Please get up.

But it seems to be the most comfortable chair in the room.

The night do like Mike Comfort when I interrogate witnesses.

However, it's hardly sugar-resistant.

Miss Ervin, please sit down, won't you?

I don't like to sit down in the chair, which father died of.

Ervin, he couldn't bear to see you standing.

Very well, then.

It turns to time.

Why not, Binion?

What's the matter?

Isn't the chair safe?

No, I never had that.

You can't just sit there.

The proof that the chair is safe.

No, no, I...

Sit down.

There you are.

There.

Splendid.

Curious chair, isn't it, Mr. Binion?

I wonder about these carvings on the arms.

They look almost as if they might activate concealed springs.

I wonder what the...

No, Mr. Hunter, you're trying to kill me.

Can you, then, you know how dangerous the peaceful woman is?

I...

I knew it might have something to do with the chair.

You knew more than that, Robert.

You planned it.

I remember now that when we went to the shock, you...

Get away from here!

Get away from here!

Come there, there you go!

No, no, no, no.

Watch them don't go after them.

The start will stop him.

In any case, the police are at the door.

Oh, I'm tired.

I think I was sitting this rather faithful armchair.

So it was Young Binion all the time, eh?

Yes, and he all but unsmotted me.

I reasoned that somehow the murderer must have intended the device of this chair to clear him.

And suddenly I saw the real motivation.

How debtor establishes in a instant seeming to be obviously guilty.

Yet, leaving a trail whereby an astute deduction would seem to clear.

Yes, his idea was to serve and came to you.

He used you as a...

That's right.

I'm afraid this whole case is a rather humiliating experience for me.

Where do you start?

I had arrested the right man in first place.

Oh, oh, oh!

Oh, my dear, what's night?

I'll never hear the end of this.

Never!

Ha, ha, ha!

As usual, Dr., that was a swell story.

The vegetables straddle the deadly arresting the right man.

Well, he had that one coming to him for a fuller.

He'd be not wounded by home so many times.

He was beginning to get an inferiority company.

What about my servant?

How did she take it when her boyfriend been in his prove guilty?

Well, when she realized that her sweetheart had actually murdered her father

that they'd seen the petty thrillers, her love turned to hate.

But at first, she took it pretty bad there.

I could imagine so.

Mr. Batel, my boy.

That's one of the disadvantages of being a detective.

When you bring the guilty to justice, you very often cause the innocent to suffer too.

Believe me, never become a detective.

Speak to being a wine expert.

You calling me a wine expert?

No, wait a minute, Dr..

All I know about wine is that it either tastes good or it doesn't.

And I know that peppery wine always does taste good.

And I know why, too.

It's because the Petri family has been making wine for generations.

The art of turning luscious, sun-ripened grapes into fragrant, delicious wine

is their heritage.

A heritage handed down within the Petri family from father to son,

what particular type wine you prefer is, of course, a matter of your personal taste.

But let me assure you of this.

Whatever type wine you desire, or any occasion, you can depend on any wine that bears the Petri label.

Petri took time to bring you good wine.

And today, that same Petri is the proudest name in the long history of America's wine.

Well, Dr. Watson, what new Sherlock Holmes adventure are you planning to tell us next week?

Next week is about to announce the next week.

Next week, I'm going to tell you a strange story that could place in one of the smaller states of Middle Europe.

Concerned the young prince, a most unusual concept, and a beautiful contrato who sang two days after we'd seen her die at the hands of the firing squad.

I call the story the hunting of Sherlock Holmes.

Dr. that's one I've got to listen to.

And everyone should also listen to what Secretary of Agriculture Anderson says about saving used kitchen fat.

We've all got to keep turning in every bit of those fat.

Take it to your meat dealer. The shortage of fat is worse now than ever it was.

And unless we help, and we all help, we'll all be faced with the serious shortage of soap.

Yes, the serious shortage of paint, lubricating oils, drugs, and many other things that require fat in their manufacture.

It's to us, keep turning in every bit of used kitchen fat.

Tonight, Sherlock Holmes adventure was written by Dennis Green and Anthony Odger, and with adjusted by an incident in Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's story, The Us Grow Riff you all.

Music is by Dean Pops. Mr. Rathbone appears with the courtesy of Metrogoalwood Mayor and Mr. Bruce through the courtesy of Universal Pictures, where they announce starring in the Sherlock Holmes series.

Music

The Petri Wine Company of San Francisco, California invites you to tune in again next week, same time, same station.

Sherlock Holmes comes to you from our Hollywood studio.

This is Harry Bartel saying goodnight for the three family.

For a solid hour of exciting mystery dramas, look every Monday on most of these same stations at 8 o'clock to Michael Shane, followed immediately by Sherlock Holmes.

This is the mutual broadcasting system.

Greenlight helps kids learn about money the way most of us never did, by actually using it.

It's a debit card and money app that teaches kids to earn, save, and spend in real life.

Not just swipe and hope for the best.

Learning happens naturally in the moment.

Parents can set limits, be spending in real time, and guide better habits along the way.

All in one place, without constant check-ins or cash runs.

Don't wait. Try Greenlight Risk Free today at Greenlight.com slash Try Greenlight.

The Toyota Tundra and Tacoma are built to keep going.

Blending rugged muscle with precision engineering all supported by Toyota's time-tested legacy of dependability.

Step into a Tundra and feel the unyielding capability with the available iForce Max Engine.

Tundra puts out impressive power, torque, and towing performance, and the Rumi high-tech cabin keeps you connected on the go.

Or take a look at Tacoma made for drivers who push past the path.

Agile, tough and relentless with available features like crawl control, portable JBL speaker, a power lift gate, so gear goes in fast, and the adventure keeps moving.

Tacoma and Tundra are engineered to endure season after season, mile after mile.

So drive one home today, visit Toyota.com or stop by your local Toyota dealer to find out more Toyota.

Let's go places.