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>> Been in the club.

Great.

It's fantastic.

Incredible.

What's up, my dear fellow?

Absolutely fantastic.

>> Well, what's happened? You look as if

you've seen a ghost.

>> A ghost? Brandy, that's what I need.

Brandy.

>> Brandy?

>> Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

>> Who struck you?

>> Well,

you said it yourself. It was a ghost and

without any previous warning, it totally

hit me in the eye.

>> Yeah, wait a minute, yes, uh

I think you better have another.

>> Well, uh

Mhm.

Yeah.

Uh

Thank you.

And now I'll begin again.

Who struck you?

Upon my word, Holmes, it was a ghost.

>> A ghost?

>> Huh?

>> And did you have a headache, Watson?

>> Well, it may seem humorous to you, but I

mean look, let me tell you from the

beginning.

>> Yes, please do, but but start right at

the beginning.

>> Right at Well, I was on my way back from

the club, you see. It was about um 8:00.

And I got into Spender Street, and it

was just opposite that little

tobacconist, you know, Mayne's Yeah.

>> Yes, yes, I know, yes. There you go,

Watson. What did you do then?

>> Well, I saw a man in front of me

suddenly clutch his chest.

>> He was walking towards you?

>> How do you know?

>> Well, I mean, you said he staggered and

clutched his chest. He must have been uh

>> Yeah, yeah. That's right. You go on

anyway. Yeah, well, anyway, I rushed up

to him to help him, you see, and he he

still able to mumble something about the

old way he had a heart, and he lived in

19 Hooper Street,

>> Mhm.

>> and uh would I help him get there, you

know.

>> There were no other pedestrians?

>> No, no, the street was completely

deserted.

>> Good. Go on.

>> Well, then his landlady let us in, and

he was unconscious by that time. So, I

carried him up to his room, and I laid

him on his bed, and Holmes, he was dead.

Now, look here, Holmes, he was

absolutely, completely, and utterly

dead.

>> I couldn't make a mistake about the man,

could I? No.

>> No, no, no, of course you couldn't, old

man, I know. Go on, then. And what

happened next?

>> Well, then I told the landlady the

landlady rather said to me that that she

she called the authorities, you see, and

I left my name with her just in case,

you know, they'd want me. And

then well well, I thought it'd be rather

more delicate if I left, you see. I

mean, he must have relations.

>> Yes, yes, yes, it's quite right, quite

right, Watson. A most delicate

situation.

What was the man's name?

>> Uh

Higgins.

>> Albert

>> Higgins.

>> Uh-huh, I see. And what did you do after

you left the house?

>> Well, you see, it it it'd been a bit of

an effort, you know, carrying him up

like that, so I got down the stairs and

popped across the road into a pub,

>> Yeah.

>> and and had a pint.

Yeah. And and then I started off back to

the flat, you see. Well, I just turned

the corner into Spender Street, and

there was

the same man.

>> Higgins, have you seen him?

>> Yeah, yeah, just face to face with me.

There he was, large as life. We stood

looking at each other for a minute, then

he lashed out and hit me in the eye. And

then then then really Holmes, he

vanished.

>> Vanished?

>> Yes, he into the blue.

>> Well, he just ran away?

>> Well, the street was rather ill-lit, you

know, and it took me a minute or two to

pull myself together.

Uh and and then I don't know whether he

ran away or not, but but he vanished.

>> Well, that's most unusual.

>> Most.

>> Uh did you speak to this ghost?

>> Well, I I may have said uh

good gracious, Higgins, or by Jove,

Higgins, or even good good heavens,

Higgins.

>> Oh, dear, that's perfectly natural,

Watson. Describe Higgins to me.

>> Well, he's 50-ish, sandy-haired, medium

build.

>> You said all you observed. Any no

characteristics?

>> Well, not really, Holmes. When I had the

chance of examining on the bed, the most

obvious characteristic was he was dead.

>> Uh that's a very How was he dressed?

>> Uh

green tweed suit.

>> What? Just just wearing a green tweed

suit? He must have been wearing

something more than that in this

weather.

>> Oh, oh, no, no, no. He had a a big

floppy hat and a long overcoat.

>> Ah.

>> Oh, oh, and something else.

Yes, I did notice something else. He

limped.

>> Ah. And was he carrying a cane?

>> Mm, no, no cane.

>> Well, is there anything else, Watson?

Think hard.

>> Mm.

Um

uh

Oh, yes, yes, I remember something now.

>> What?

>> Yes, the the second time I saw him, he

was carrying a package. But the first

time, he didn't have one.

>> Uh now, this is curious.

Very curious.

>> Where are you going, Holmes?

>> Not me, we.

>> I'm in no condition to leave the house.

Well, then a morsel of raw beef will

measurably improve your appearance.

>> And then what?

>> Then we shall endeavor our best to track

down the belligerent ghost of Albert

Higgins. Fascinating idea, don't you

think?

>> Well, the whole thing's been most

unnerving. You know, I mean, off to the

window out in the street. Yes.

>> Oh, really, no, Watson.

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>> He He also a rather flamboyant character

by the wide rakish brim.

>> Mhm.

>> I see he was an artist, too. But he

hasn't painted very much recently.

Notice the specs of paint underneath the

brim here. They're not house paint, but

canvas oils.

>> Yeah, what's this? Now, where are you,

Jensen? What are you doing in poor

Albert's room?

>> Oh, good evening, Mrs. Blake. You

remember me, Dr. Watson.

>> Oh, you're the bloke who brought poor

Albert in.

>> Yes.

>> Who is your gentleman friend?

>> Ah, this is Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

This is Maggie Blake, the landlady.

>> Pleased to meet you, I'm sure, Mr.

Holmes.

Oh. Poor old Albert.

He was proper fond of life, Albert was.

He wouldn't have popped off if he had

had his way.

>> Oh, few of us would, madam.

>> I was around at the local having me good

night's pint

and grieving for poor old Albert. He

would have wanted a proper send-off with

a pint of mild and bitter, Albert would.

>> No doubt he would, madam.

The body, I see, has been removed by the

authorities.

>> Oh,

poor old Albert on a slab.

Oh.

>> Now, there, there.

Have you Have you notified his next of

kin, Mrs. Blake?

>> No. He had none. He was all alone.

>> Oh, I see.

Where was Mr. Higgins employed, madam?

>> At the Pembroke Museum, right around the

corner in Spender Street. It's a picture

museum. Albert was a day watchman.

>> A day watchman, you say? Well, what were

his working hours?

>> 9:00 in the morning till 9:00 in the

evening. Punctual as a clock, Albert

was. Never late a minute.

Poor Albert.

>> He always came back from the museum,

then, at a few minutes after 9:00 every

evening.

>> I, to make his supper. He was a proper

good cook, Albert was.

>> Excuse my saying so, madam, but aren't

you mistaken? Surely it's a little after

8:00 when Mr. Higgins finished work?

Because it was only a little after 8:00

when I picked him up this evening and

brought him here.

>> Oh, no, doctor. It was just after 9:00.

I marked the time because I was waiting

for Albert to come back.

He'd asked me to get him a cut of beef.

He always came back just after 9:00.

He'll never eat that beef now. Poor

Albert won't.

Elbowed you in the eye?

>> Mhm.

Oh,

no, no, I I I just I just bumped into a

door.

>> Oh, you shouldn't get familiar with a

door, if you know what I mean.

>> Well, really, madam.

>> Yes, I I think we've found all we can

for the time being, Watson. Thank you,

madam. We shan't intrude on your grief

any further.

>> Mhm.

>> Poor old Albert.

>> It really is most embarrassing about

this eye, Holmes. Did you hear her

infer? It's a terrible situation, and

she's wrong about the time. It was only

a little after 8:00. And it's only a few

minutes walk to Spender Street.

>> Yes.

>> Time is a curious dimension, Watson.

Habit and a preconceived notion can so

easily reverse the hands of a clock.

And yet the clock is still in perfect

working order.

>> Well, where are we going?

>> To view the mortal remains of poor old

Albert Eagins.

>> Well, there he is, Mr. Holmes. Nice and

peaceful, I gather.

>> Good chap.

>> Mhm.

See anything, Holmes?

>> Nothing that I haven't already deduced.

Except that I drew an erroneous

conclusion from his hat. He has painted

recently, but indoors with his hat off.

But there are still traces [music] of

paint, quite fresh, under his

fingernails.

>> What does that mean?

>> I haven't the faintest idea.

>> Mhm. Well, you gents aren't the only

ones interested in this dearly departed.

Inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard

looked him over, too.

>> Oh, indeed.

>> Oh, he's still here if you'd like to

talk to him.

>> Well, that should be very informative

for one or the other or both of us.

>> I can't understand it, Holmes.

I'm absolutely sure this is the man who

punched me. I'm positive.

>> But also the one who had the heart

attack?

>> Yes, I'm sure they're one and the same.

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>> Well, he's punched his last punch. Where

he probably is they're punching him full

of HOLES WITH PITCHFORKS.

>> [laughter]

>> YES, WELL, I THINK WE'VE SEEN AND heard

enough. Would you like to take us to

Inspector Lestrade, now, please?

Ah, hello, Inspector.

>> Oh, sir, Holmes, I'm surprised to see

you here. Now, this is one case you

can't make anything clear out of.

>> Well, then why, my dear Inspector

Lestrade, are you here?

>> Well, when they brought him in, somebody

recognized him as Paul No. Albert

Higgins. I come along to check the

identification. We like to give a try to

that old pal of yours, now.

>> What was he in prison for?

>> Counterfeiting. He made the best pound

notes you ever saw.

Yes, he was a real artist.

>> Lestrade, there's no doubt as to the

cause of death, is there?

>> Oh, sorry, Holmes. Heart failure, no

foul play.

I understand you were with him in his

last moments.

>> Yes, I was with him on the street when

he had the attack and I took him home.

>> There was nothing you could do, I

suppose.

>> Nothing.

He was dead before I had a chance to do

anything.

>> By the way, what time was he brought in?

>> Oh, let me see, now. It would be about

um

Ah, yes, here we are. Quarter to 10.

Higgins' landlady notified Constable

Smithers at half past 9.

Smithers had them remove the body in a

matter of minutes.

>> Inspector, you sure it was half past 9

and not half past 8?

>> No, half past 9. It's right here in

Smithers' report. Why?

>> Oh, I

Well, I

No, it's nothing. Nothing at all. You're

quite sure, Lestrade, there's nothing

more to this than a simple case of

natural causes.

>> Ah, no. There's no mystery at all. No

mystery, Mr. Holmes.

>> What happened to your eye, Dr. Watson?

>> Hm? Oh, I I just bumped into a door.

>> A door?

>> [laughter]

>> Oh, well, that's a new one anyway. Was

it a pretty door?

>> I really can't say.

>> [laughter]

>> That's all [music] right, Watson. I

won't tell a soul.

>> [laughter]

>> Well, really, this is intolerable,

Holmes. Nobody believes me.

>> Well, did you tell them the truth?

>> Well, that I was punched by a ghost.

>> Yes, yes, I see what you mean. We may

have to take on this case anyway, if

only to protect your honor and

reputation.

>> Well, it's intolerable, Holmes.

Absolutely intolerable.

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>> Ah, good evening, Watson.

Anything wrong?

>> No, nothing. Nothing.

Of course not. Everything's all right.

>> Uh,

you're sure not brooding over last

night's affair, are you?

>> Of course I'm not. Don't be so

ridiculous.

>> Oh, come on, out with it, man.

>> Well, I

No, there's nothing to come out with. I

don't I don't know what you're talking

about.

>> Oh, come on, Watson. There's something

on your mind.

>> Well, I

Gosh, you'd never believe it. Nobody

believe it.

>> Well?

>> Well, I met Albert Higgins in Spender

Street again tonight.

>> And he punched you again?

>> He pulled my nose.

>> Didn't he?

This is very interesting, Watson.

My dear Watson, calm yourself.

>> Look here, Holmes. This whole Higgins

affair has gone too far. First of all,

last night, now tonight.

>> Calm yourself, Watson, and relate.

Everything hangs on this second

encounter.

>> When did it occur? Just as I had last

night, I was on my way back from the

club and I'd reached Spender Street.

It was a few minutes ago, as a matter of

fact, just after 9:00.

I'd stayed rather late in the club than

usual. It was a chap from Afghanistan.

He was awfully interesting.

>> Yes, yes, Watson. Get on with your

story.

>> Well,

I was rather preoccupied, as you know,

this affair has cut me up rather and uh

hold I may not shake.

Yeah, anyway, I I was going to walking

along. I suddenly looked up and there

was a pedestrian, a man a few feet from

me.

>> Walking towards you?

>> Why, yes.

Of course, I didn't recognize him

straight away for uh you know who.

Anyway, I side-stepped in passing and he

side-stepped to let me pass and then we

sort of zigzagged about a bit, you know

what it is in the street, and ended up

by bumping into each other.

>> And that's when you recognized Albert

Higgins?

>> BUT IT WAS HIGGINS. I COULDN'T BE

MISTAKEN. Good heavens, man, I KNOW HIM

LIKE MY OWN BROTHER.

>> Uh dressed as he was last night?

>> Exactly.

>> And what did he do then?

>> Well, he I told you then he put out his

hand and he

Well, yes, we're going to that. And then

he was gone, vanished.

>> Capital, Watson, capital. Everything

begins to fall into place. Now, there's

one more question. Was he carrying a

package?

>> Well, um

yeah, yes, he was, just like last time.

I say, Holmes, do you

do you believe uh

>> What?

>> The supernatural?

>> Uh

ghosts, do you mean?

>> Yeah,

I sound silly, I know, but uh

Higgins did die of a heart attack.

There's no foul play.

>> No foul play? Why, the whole affair

reeks of foul play.

I can tell you Watson, I haven't been

idle today. Do you know that the

Pembroke Museum is showing a collection

of paintings on loan from the Italian

government, and that included amongst

those paintings is Leonardo da Vinci's

Moonlight Madonna?

>> Well, I did read something about it in

the paper. What's that got to do with

Albert Higgins?

>> Well, we must now pay a visit to the

good inspector, inform him that if the

ghost of Albert

>> Higgins hadn't struck you in the eye

>> and pulled my nose

>> and pulled your nose, I would never have

suspected the Moonlight Madonna would be

stolen from the museum.

>> What?

>> Well, it's quite obvious, isn't it?

>> Well, of course.

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>> I see.

Uh thank you.

Well, we'll soon know, Mr. Holmes.

But if the picture's still hanging in

its place, and we've dragged the curator

out of bed to check on it,

a false alarm like this don't exactly

help the Yard's reputation, you know.

>> And what about my reputation, Inspector?

When I say a man died a little after

8:00, he died a little after 8:00, and

not a little after 9:00. And when I say

these ghosts punched me in the eye half

an hour later, HANG IT, HE PUNCHED ME IN

THE EYE.

>> OH, we all have our off days, Dr.

Watson. To err is human, as the poets

say.

>> And furthermore, if I tell you that I

bumped into this chap's ghost again

tonight, you didn't

>> tell me about any second meeting.

>> Oh.

Oh, didn't I?

Well,

nothing. Nothing.

>> A hallucination, that's what you had,

Dr. Watson. Yes, it's um

psychological.

That's the thing in crime today,

psychology.

I've been studying it, you know.

>> You astonish me, Inspector.

>> Oh, we're not as backwards as you think,

um

No, we like to keep abreast of the

times.

But I don't mind admitting I don't think

this psychology's got much of a future.

Oh, come in.

Ah, Hopkins, you saw the curator?

>> Oh, yes, sir. I called Mr. Bentham as

you instructed, sir. He was quite

excited when I told him this picture

called The Moonlight Madonna had been

stolen.

>> And?

>> And so we rushed around the corner to

the museum.

>> And?

>> Well, sir, the picture was there,

hanging in its proper place.

>> Is that not so?

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>> Well, there you are, Holmes. As I said

to Dr. Watson, to

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>> err is human.

Can I give you gentlemen a lift

anywhere?

>> Hmm.

>> Thank you, Inspector. Oh, I think it

might be a good idea that we call at the

Pembroke Museum on our way.

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>> But you heard what Hawkins said. The

picture was hanging in its proper place.

>> My dear Lestrade,

Hawkins' statement merely proves that

what he and the curator saw was not the

Moonlight Madonna at all, merely an

excellent forgery.

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>> What's he talking about?

>> Art, ghosts, my black eye,

and psychology.

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>> Remarkable, remarkable.

Only a microscopic examination of the

brush strokes shows that any different

from Da Vinci's work. Of course, if you

still have any doubts,

the chemical analysis of the paint

mixtures will prove them to be of modern

manufacture.

>> No, no, no, you've quite convinced me,

Mr. Holmes.

An analysis is necessary.

>> Dear me, dear me, this is catastrophic.

>> Hm, A rather a delicate situation, eh?

>> Delicate?

The Italian government will hold the

British government responsible.

But the painting is an Italian national

treasure.

The theft could easily affect a pending

treaty between the two nations.

Mr. Holmes, Mr. Holmes, you must find

the original before the Italians learn

the painting's been stolen. The British

government will hold me responsible.

>> And the Yard will hold me responsible.

>> The most precious of the lot, too.

>> Yes, naturally.

Well, we know who stole the painting and

substituted the forgery, Higgins. All

we've got to do now is find out where he

hid it.

Hm.

What time did you leave the museum, Mr.

Benton?

>> Uh, a few minutes before 9:00. Higgins

was still on duty.

>> You're uh quite sure it was Higgins?

>> I'm certain, Mr. Holmes. I chatted with

him for a few moments, and I couldn't

have mistaken his voice.

>> And the night watchman relieved him at

9:00.

>> But you heard him say that, Mr. Holmes.

>> And that he had a package with him when

he left. The night watchman swears

uphill and down dale it was Higgins all

right.

Well, the matter seems to resolve itself

very nicely, doesn't it?

Dr. Watson was punched by Higgins a few

minutes after 9:00. The night watchman

saw him leave at 9:00, and you spoke to

him a few minutes before 9:00.

Look, Holmes. Why don't you and Dr.

Watson go home and have a good night's

rest? From now on, it's nothing but

plain, ordinary, simple police work.

Nothing you could use a magnifying glass

on.

>> Uh, true.

True, Inspector.

Well, good evening, gentlemen.

>> Yes, well, good night, gentlemen.

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>> Terrible, Inspector.

Terrible, Inspector. Terrible.

What do we do now?

>> Interesting affair, ain't it, Watson?

The guy left

>> care what anybody says, it was after

8:00 when Higgins punched me.

>> Well, hasn't it occurred to you that if

Higgins didn't punch you, who had the

heart attack?

>> Well, look here, Holmes, I

Oh, confound it, for all I know, it was

Higgins who punched me and his ghost had

the heart attack.

>> Come on, Watson.

>> Only you might have the common decency

to tell me what we're breaking into.

>> Whisper.

>> BUT I AM WHISPERING.

LOOK HERE, WE BROKE INTO THE REAR OF THE

MUSEUM because if so, Holmes, really, I

don't know what's going to happen to us.

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>> Here, hold this.

>> Huh? Oh.

>> [music]

>> Holmes, this is sheer vandalism.

>> Yes, well, then there must be a bit of

the vandal in us all.

>> Holmes, what are you doing? This is

wanton destruction. I've never seen

anything like this in my life. I forbid

you to. I didn't know this side of your

character, HOLMES. I'M SHOCKED.

>> AH, JUST AS I thought. Look, Watson.

>> Good heavens, it's Mona Lisa's Madonna.

>> Yes, it's ingenious, isn't it? And yet,

what could be simpler than to attach it

to the back of an old and rather plain

thing?

>> How on earth did you ever think of that?

>> Well, I just asked myself where I would

hide the stolen canvas.

>> Holmes, have you gone mad?

>> No, no, no, no, no, no. We're just to

await events. I don't think we should

have to wait very long.

>> Holmes.

>> Dr. Watson. What's the meaning of this?

>> What's my belief you were an amateur,

Mr. Bentham, in his capacity as curator

of the Pembroke Museum. Allow me to

present him to you now as the picture

thief. [music]

Charmed, Dr. Watson.

Oh, delighted. I

What is this?

So, you discovered my little hiding

place, Mr. Holmes.

I'm curious. How did you know it was I

and not the late lamented Higgins?

Yes, I believe Dr. Watson saw him from

the first.

If Higgins died a little after 8:00,

it must have been someone else who

struck him a little after 9:00. But, it

was Higgins who punched me home. Don't

know, Watson. It was a limp, a wide

floppy hat, and an exceedingly long

overcoat that punched you. [music] Seen

in a dimly lit street, a psychological

misidentification, as the good inspector

would call it.

The night watchman was also a victim of

the same illusion.

And what about the landlady?

How much did you have to pay her to set

back the time of death by an hour, Mr.

Bentham?

Oh,

not much, Mr. Holmes.

How did you know it was me?

Dr. Watson and the night watchman both

identified the 9:00 Higgins visually at

a distance. Only you pretended to have

spoken to him. This meant that either

you were lying or Dr. Watson was punched

in the eye by a ghost.

I believe the simple explanation.

You almost make me feel transparent, Mr.

Holmes. To anyone who viewed the facts

objectively, [music] you were.

It's a pity that one crime has to lead

to another.

Yes, and I think it's a great pity,

Holmes, that you broke that vase.

Oh, yes, yes,

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>> but it's only an imitation.

Nonsense. You can't tell me that that

sort of work, like this, is an

imitation. Perhaps the piece is

convincing.

Well done, Watson. Well done.

You know, Holmes, you didn't have to

invite him here to catch us. You put us

in a an awkward position.

>> Oh, my dear fellow, I have sublime

confidence in your ability to extricate

us from any predicament which my

rashness may place us. Might I suggest

that you now fetch the good inspector?

>> Yes, here we are.

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>> Excuse me.

>> I say, Holmes,

Bentham punched me in the eye.

Who was it tweaked my nose?

>> Well, my dear old chap, it was

absolutely imperative that I make

certain that the limp, the hat, and the

coat were really capable of fooling you.

>> You?

>> Yes, I regret to say I not only tweaked

your nose, but I also pulled your leg.

>> Oh.

What?

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