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Good morning mr Holmes.

Constable, a list! Every
arrival and departure

front door and back, since
6pm yesterday evening.

At once, if you please.

Good morning, bullivant. Chief inspector

whitlock, you did very
well to call me so quickly.

Good lord.

The kidnappers took
the boy from his bedroom.

Got as far as this hallway,
but a maid stopped him.

They battered her but left the child.

Right. I need to examine the
window at the back of the house

through which the intruders entered.

My sympathies by the way for having to

work all night, chief inspector whitlock.

How could you possibly know that?

Well it hasn't rained since 4
o'clock this morning and both

your coats are still rather
damp especially along the trim.

And though you've wiped most
of the garden mud from off your

shoes, the knees of your
trousers still show evidence of

wet grime encountered whilst
climbing across a window sill.

I'll interview the child and talk to

the maid when she's fully recovered.

The Italian ambassador.

The ambassador can
wait. I'll go and see the boy.

The boy is very frightened.

Well he'll be even more frightened if on

the next attempt the kidnappers succeed.

Thank you, inspector bullivant.

Hello.

What's your name boy?

Roberto. Or Robert when we're
in england where mama is from.

When you awoke what did you see?

Two men looking down at me.

How were they dressed?

In black, I think it was dark.

Did you see their faces?

I can't remember. I was
grabbed very quickly.

Do you remember
anything about these men?

They spoke English.

With my accent?

More like Mr. McGregor's.

Mr. McGregor is our
Butler from Scotland.

Where did you get this?

I don't know.

You're hurting him.

I'm sorry.

I'm very sorry.

Holmes?

I can't take this case.

What? But you haven't seen the window.

Or spoken to the maid.

Nor do I need to.

I assure you inspector bullivant

is fully capable of solving the mystery.

But Mr. Holmes, the foreign

minister specifically requested that you

I must reserve my efforts
for more successful crimes.

You cannot walk off again.

He's the Italian bloody ambassador.

Mr. Holmes, the names you

wanted. Everyone in and out since 6pm.

Keep it! Add me to the list!

Don't get many of you
folks in Manhattan no more.

Hey, lady! If you're headed to the wharf,

the back door's closer. We can help.

Thanks, but I'm looking for the

ticket offices for the passenger ships.

Going there ourselves.

We can drop you off.
Shrimpy, help the lady.

This way.

No thanks. I got it.

I'm Cooper by the way.

Amelia. Amelia rojas.

Pleasure to make your
acquaintance, Amelia.

First time in New York?

Yeah, just for the night. From California.

Long way, ain't it? For a
girl to come on her own?

You'd be amazed what you can do

when you don't have a choice.

Wait, where?

Drop the bag and I
won't slice up your face.

It's only dresses. See.

You came a long way to die.

How much for a ticket to
London on the Stella? One way?

- Steerage is thirty dollars.
- You got thirty dollars?

No, I was just robbed.

But maybe we can
make some sort of trade.

You want to make my day more fun?

How about something more valuable?

My mother was an inventor.

These are blueprints for a machine

that boils milk and stores it in bottles.

Why would anyone want that?

It keeps milk fresher for longer so you

can travel with it on trains or ships.

What? No magic beans?

Here, let me see.

Homemade dresses. Indian trinkets.

Ten a penny. Now, what's this?

Aha not bad.

A killer used this knife
to murder someone.

It's not for sale.

That...

That was my mother's. It
has her picture on the inside.

I can't trade that watch.

Guess we're done then.

Wait, wait. Wait.

Just give me time to copy her portrait.

Will that be okay? Please.

The ship sails in two hours.

You don't put that watch in
my hand as you board, well then,

enjoy New York. Get on.

Missed his breakfast this morning,

so I'm serving it after dark.

How is it this evening?

In a right strop.

Mrs. Halligan, this egg is overcooked.

We've had this conversation before.

Sorry, mr Holmes, but last
time you said it was too runny.

To accompany toast,
soldiers. A single egg must

be boiled for four
minutes and 12 seconds,

unless, of course, it is an ostrich

egg, which I do not
believe to be the case.

I told you, sir, when my
husband agreed we should help

with this crisis of my sister
and Dr. Watson's kidnapping,

but I'd only ever worked as a

housekeeper, and my
kitchen skills were limited.

But you can tell the time can
you not? You can use a ruler.

You can recollect basic instructions.

Four minutes, 12
seconds to boil the egg,

three-quarters of an

inch by one-and-a-quarter
inch for soldiers.

Quiet. So find me someone who can

follow these simple orders, please.

Wait! What are you doing?

- Closing the curtains.
- It's pitch dark outside, sir.

Do not close my curtains. Please.

Will there be anything else, sir?

No, Mrs. Halligan. Good night.

Lamp in window tonight to show

you will observe the thread.

Or Watson and Hudson
will pay like your maid.

I saw you drawing earlier. May I see?

It just sketches.

I promise not to take
up too much of your time.

Sure.

But these are amazing.

The pictures of my
parents, they're beautiful.

It must be so wonderful
to be so good at something.

It must be wonderful to
have such beautiful dresses.

Mama and I have to look good for papa.

He's to be the new United States

ambassador to the court
of St. James in London.

Where I don't know a soul.

Well, lady Violet, but I'd
hardly consider her a friend.

Do you know anyone in London?

A gentleman who lives on Baker Street.

He doesn't know me.

How mysterious.

Well, perhaps you can meet people at

the ball my father's throwing at me.

Your father's throwing you a ball?

To celebrate my
official debut into society.

Afterwards, some Duke
or lord will marry me

in exchange for some
of grandpa's gold mines.

Sounds more like a market than a dance

it's not very romantic, but lady Violet

says it's what every
young heiress wants.

The lady trains young ladies to

be worthy of aristocratic husbands.

Is that your mother?

Yes, that's mama.

Is she on board?

No, she couldn't make the trip.

Mthat picture of my parents is

amazing. I'm sure papa
would buy it from you.

Excuse me, Clara. Is
this girl bothering you?

Why, no, lady Violet, she

she should be in steerage.

Well, I've become very
good friends with Amelia rojas.

Charmed - Clara.

For your parents.

Thank you, Amelia. Perhaps
we'll see you at dinner?

So, will you be joining
us at captain's table?

I thought I'd have them
deliver the quail to my cabin.

Get back below deck where you belong.

And if I see you again before we

disembark, you will finish
this voyage in the brig.

Mind yourself, madam.

Amelia! Amelia!

There you are!

I wanted to find you after
dinner, to say thank you

for the picture you drew of my parents.

It was my pleasure.

Clara, darling?

You should not think
we're from different classes.

I don't believe in that.

You should feel free to call on us.

Well, but if I don't see you again,

have a great time in London.

You too, Amelia.

You too.

Walk on!

Can I get anything for this?

Thank you.

- Papers!
- Get your papers!

Lavender! Would you like some?

No, thanks.

Come get your papers, madam.

Here you go.

Remains found of
servant of Sherlock Holmes

the mortal remains of a
woman who washed ashore at

bermondsey, have been
identified as Mariah Malloy,

servant recently in the
employ of Sherlock Holmes.

No loitering. You know the rules.

No.

No, I don't.

Sorry.

New in town.

Find your customers elsewhere, dearie.

This is a public park.

I'm not.

Excuse me, how dare you?

I have business here.

On a park bench, with who?

Sherlock Holmes.

Right.

And after you have tea with him,

you can play marbles with
her majesty at the palace.

I just might do that.

Off you go.

Come on.

Off you go.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Mr. Holmes is not receiving today.

I advise you to write him rather
than attempt tpo gain enterance

without invitation.

Good day.

Where the hell have you been?

Come in quick.

We're almost out of time.

I thought the agency
wouldn't send anyone else.

Put your bag down.

Do you have your uniform?

No.

We could have fit two of
you into the last one's gear.

It'll have to do until
Mrs. finds you better.

Pull it over your head.

Hurry!

Mrs.

This is.

Amelia.

I don't care if you're
the queen of sheba, girl.

If you ain't on time tomorrow,
it's out the door you go

like the three girls will cave before you.

Do I make myself clear?

Yes, ma'am.

We're shorthanded

so you'll be expected
to cook as well as clean.

Okay.

I beg your pardon.

Yes, ma'am.

Don't just stand there.

He'll want his full English in 15 minutes.

Some people cannot
take no for an answer.

The Mrs. Isn't a bad sort, really.

Just don't let her down.

Make the gentleman
a good breakfast now.

Wow.

Enter!

Sorry.

First day.

Where do you want it?

On the table.

Get it? While it's hot.

The lid.

Sorry.

I shall not like this to escape.

May I ask who you are?

Amelia. I'm Amelia rojas.

But you're not the new
scullery maid, am I correct?

No, that's not why I came here.

Your voice identifies you as American

from the west based on your boots,

fallen on hard times,
given their former qualities.

Your former quality
and current decrepitude

newly arrived, judging
by the scent of cheap pine

and ship's wax, as used in
stearage and from California.

Your belt buckle is indicative

of the jewellery metalwork of the area.

Elementary.

For Sherlock Holmes.

You also have no experience whatsoever.

As a domestic, nor any culinary aptitude.

Mr. Holmes, I can explain.

My mother and I lived a
long way from nowhere.

At night, she would read
stories from the paper

about your cases.

And she told me that
if I ever needed help,

I should find you.

M well, I'm sorry.

Not only can I not help you,

these days I cannot even help myself.

Is everything satisfactory, sir?

No! No, Mrs. Halligan,
everything is not satisfactory.

In future, kindly take the
references of any employee

before allowing them to
poison me in my own study.

Pay miss rojas one
week's wages in advance,

terminate her employment
forthwith, and show her out.

And take this, this, look at this.

Miserable excuse for
breakfast with you. Thank you.

My mother said you were a great man.

She must have been mistaken.

Hey, Mr. Holmes, I told
him you wasn't receiving

what the chief inspector insisted.

I apologize for interrupting
your breakfast, sir.

Paul Anderson, newly
appointed U.S. ambassador

to the court of St. James.

My wife Marjorie.

Mr. Holmes, we arrived yesterday.

This morning we woke to
find my daughter missing.

You must help us. Clara is missing?

Clara is missing?

How do you know the
name of our daughter?

I'll show you.

Extraordinary.

From what I know of
these cases, Mr. Holmes,

there's no time to lose.
Will you please help us?

I must attend her
majesty the queen at noon,

as incoming ambassador.

We would like to tell her majesty

that you are assisting us.

May the ambassador do that.

I was on the ship.

I drew a picture of you
two and gave it to Clara,

but I kept my one of her for myself.

You're the girl from the ship.

The one Clara told us about.

And look, here she is,
working for Mr. Holmes,

it's a sign, an answered prayer.

Very well.

You may tell her majesty I
will examine the crime scene.

Bring your maid. She knows her, Clara.

She may be able to help.

Carry this

do not touch anything
and definitely do not speak.

Repeat my commands.

But you just told me not to speak.

Thank you for coming, Mr. Holmes.

Can you offer a summary of events

leading to the discovery

young Clara had gone missing?

I retired early, our first night ashore.

A maid brought Clara coco at nine

and returned in the morning
to wake her just after 7 A.M.

Clara wasn't in her room.

She reached the house,
the grounds, nothing.

My wife and I were sleeping next door.

She didn't hear anything.

There was no demand for her ransom?

Not yet.

Thank you.

Would you please wait
downstairs with your wife?

Inspector bullivant, gather the servants.

I shall interview them presently.

Bag.

That's Clara's, all right.

You appear to have the memory span

of a goldfish, I said no speaking.

Well, but I've seen
Clara and you haven't.

That's the right color and length for me.

Listen and learn so that your
long trip is not entirely wasted

and one day you may
be able to tell your children

that you studied with the
great Sherlock Holmes.

Now the first principle of deduction...

Is that each possibility must
be considered and eliminated,

last to remain, no matter
how improbable is the truth.

So you have read Watson's
sentimental little stories.

Well, a parrot may
recite even Shakespeare.

Nota bene. This room has three exits.

Door and windows.

No, Clara's not the type of girl
to go jumping out of windows.

I see two candles.

Yes.

One left by the maid last
night, burnt to the nub.

- The other is...
- Lit by whoever came for Clara.

Whom? Whom ever?

Can you identify your
mysterious intruder?

Well, there were constables
guarding the grounds

and there's no sign of forced entry.

An insider.

The cheap brass variety often
employed by those below stairs.

So your servant kidnapper came in

with a candle but left in darkness?

Maybe he had his hands full.

Don't touch.

It's tobacco.

Yes. From the fingers of the carrier.

Watson once tested me blindfold and

I was able to identify 17 tobaccos

from smell alone.

Now, this one I can't quite get.

I can.

Well, do not leave me in suspense.

It's California's finest chawing tobacco.

It has a disgustingly strong smell.

And it reminds me of
something... something...

Something American.

Laudanum?

Clara was drugged and
carried out unconscious.

Mr. Holmes, are you all right?

I've finished my
examination and must leave.

Well, we were just getting somewhere.

Mthere is no "we".

You offered to help find their daughter.

I said I would visit the crime
scene and I have done so.

For now we must withdraw.

Well, like you said, there is no "we".

My mother didn't raise me to quit

or to leave without saying goodbye.

So I'll apologize to them for you.

As you like. Good day.

Don't tell me I've been waiting on you.

Where's Holmes?

He's still upstairs.

No.

He had to rush out.

What could possibly be more
important than this kidnapping?

It was in connection to a clue he found.

And he left me behind to
follow up with the servants.

In that case?

We have had no time to hire staff, but

Cassie has been a cook with
the American embassy for years.

Impeccable references.

The poor girl is right.

As ninepence last when

I brought her cocoa last night. I swear.

No one is blaming you, Cassie.

Was anyone with you
when you made the cocoa?

The coachman. He
has a supper by the fire.

The coach house is ever so draughty.

And did you leave the room

before taking the cocoa to Clara?

Only to attend mrs Anderson.

You rang for a hot water jar

indeed I did.

The window in our room was

carelessly left open. We were freezing.

I was only gone for five minutes.

And Charlie was there the whole time.

Was he?

How long has Charlie worked
at the ambassador's house?

Only recent.

But he was our driver in america.

We sent him over a month early
to help get things ready for us.

And he's a truly nice young man.

Well, only one or two odd habits.

Like chewing tobacco.

Only in the coach house.

I make him spit out the
tobacco before he comes inside

could I speak to Charlie, please?

Fetch him, Cassie. But
don't say what it's about.

Allow me.

- Miss...
- Rojas.

Have you worked for mr Holmes' long?

I mean, were you on our ship returning

from some secret mission on his behalf?

I'm sorry. I can't answer that question.

I see.

Well then, as a fellow
American, let me be blunt.

Chief inspector whitlock advised

me not to hire Sherlock Holmes.

He said in recent weeks
that even dr Watson,

who has been his

friend for years, has abandoned him.

And that your employer's work
had become erratic, unsound.

And not to frighten you, but the police

also said that recently
his maid was murdered.

And he will do nothing
to aid in the inquiries.

If anyone in London can find

Clara, I promise you it's mr Holmes.

He will find your daughter.

And he will not give up until he has.

Charlie's gone now. So is
your carriage and horses.

What?

Here's your bag from upstairs.

Was that all you have in the world?

That's all I need.

Your week's wages.

At least take this. It's just

bread and cheese and a pickled onion.

Thanks for your hospitality.

And please let mr Holmes
know that I solved his case.

Perhaps you should
tell mr Holmes yourself.

Mr and mrs halligan now will

require nothing further this evening.

So...

Off with no farewell.

You made it clear you
didn't want me here.

And you don't care
anything about finding Clara.

Of course I want to find the girl.

What did you learn?

Clara was kidnapped by Charles

holroyd, the ambassador's coachman.

I saw him at the ship when
he collected the Andersons.

I remembered that he spat
back right in front of my feet.

The same awful smell as
was on the candle holder.

And he's gone off with the
ambassador's coach and horses.

And according to Cassie the cook,

Charlie was the only one other than her

who could have put
laudanum in the cocoa

done when she took a hot water
jar up to the Andersons' room

because it was cold last night,

and someone left the window open.

Do you know where he is
now, this Charlie the coachman?

Not yet.

Hardly case clothes then, is it?

Besides, I still have questions.

Such as?

Such as who are you?

You've studied my method,
you've infiltrated my home,

you've ingratiated yourself
with the ambassador's family.

Who sent you?

My mother.

For what reason? Explain.

That's what I came here to do.

Then wait no longer.

It was a few months ago.

Mama was finishing drawing
up a self-propelled float

before an annual parade
they had on Los Angeles.

So she asked me to deliver
her designs and collect her fee.

Be careful in the city.

Stop at the store and make sure

there are plums on your way home.

Did you perform these tasks?

Yes, it took me three days.

This trip already seems
endless and I assume you return.

Mom, I'm home. I had
to wait and leave once.

The store wasn't open when I...

When I first got there.

Got there.

My mother always told me that
if anything should happen to her,

that I should take this
picture out of its frame

and put it with her scrapbook.

There was a note for me on the back.

My darling, Amelia.

If you are reading this, then I am gone

without telling you the
truth about your father.

I always said he was an explorer
who died before you were born.

This is the only lie I ever
told you and I am sorry for it.

Your true father is Sherlock Holmes.

Go to London.

Find him.

Sherlock will help you now.

No mother could ever be
more proud of her daughter.

I love you always, mom.

Her name was Lucia rojas.

Well, it probably goes without saying

the name Lucia rojas means absolutely.

Nothing to me.

That's not true.

You're...

You're my father.

Unfortunately, you are not the first nor in

all probability the last
to make such a claim.

I have never even been to California.

Bye, miss rojas.

Wait. Please.

You never went to California.

But mama came here. To London.

She... she performed in the wild

west show and helped
design its scenery.

I've no idea what you
expect this drawing to prove,

but you can strike paternity from the list.

If your mother did regale you with

these stories, I'm sure she meant well.

Perhaps she read some of
the lurid accounts of my cases in

the American penny dreadfuls
and imagined a liaison.

- My mother was no dreamer.
- She sent me here to find you.

She said that you
would know what to do.

But it appears that you no
longer care about anything.

What am I supposed to care about?

About why my mama was murdered and

who would do such a terrible thing?

Miss rojas, my condolences.

I'm sure your mother was in her
way a remarkable woman and I

hope much less trouble
than you seem to be.

The great Sherlock Holmes

I'll solve mama's murder myself.

And while I'm at it, I'll
find Clara Anderson too.

With or without you.

Wait!

Wait.

To be clear, I do not believe

for a minute you are my offspring.

By putting that aside for the moment, I

do find myself in need of an assistant.

And from what I have seen on your first

day in my employ, you
are a passable artist.

An eager and intelligent pupil with

a surprisingly good open-handed slap.

Please, take a seat.

Clara Anderson's kidnapping is a crime

in which I may not visibly involve myself.

But you, a girl, you'll arrived
in the city and like most

Americans fond of asking
far too many questions,

could go where I cannot.

Provided you are truly interested

in learning my methods.

If you have something to teach.

I do.

But under some
non-negotiable conditions.

Those would be.

You will only undertake
tasks I set for you.

You will follow my instructions
to the letter. You will tell

no one what you are doing
and you will report only to me.

And perhaps the skills you
learn may later be employed to

investigate the murder of your mother.

In the meantime, to avoid suspicion,

you will remain in your current position.

Scullery made and cook at
two pounds per month. Agreed?

Okay then.

When do we start on finding Clara?

Tomorrow morning.

Do you have anything else to say?

If my mother said so.

Then I am your daughter.

Just help me crack the case.

Sorry to leave you here,

but others will be here very soon.

And you won't be alone.

Hear that?

They're still alive.

They've been here for weeks.

Please don't be any trouble, Clara.

The other men who watch this place,

well, they're not as nice as me.

I have to close the lid now.

If I were you, I'd just try to sleep.