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In the last year of the 18th century,

Colonel John Herncastle plundered
from India

a priceless and most sacred
yellow diamond.

Vishnu, the Preserver, laid his curse
on the thief,

commanding three priests
to search forever for his moonstone.

But the wicked colonel smuggled the stone
to England,

and kept it jealously.

In his will, he bequeathed the diamond

to his beautiful young niece,
Miss Rachel Verinder.

Rachel's gallant cousin,
Mr Franklin Blake,

was charged with the gem's delivery.

But was it a gift...

..or a curse?

Surely it is finished now ?

Insisto, after all, I am the subject.

Not till it's complete.

Excuse me, senior.

What is it ?

My father.

Forgive me.

I'm sorry, Mr Blake.

Who is that ?

You are respectfully invited to attend
a service in memory of M. Augustus Blake

She did not come.

I'm sorry.

- My sincere condolences.
- Thank you.

Do you know why not ?

Or are you just not permitted to tell me?

What I can and must talk to you about

is your father's estate, your duties.

Mr Franklin...

..I'm afraid you're no longer
a care-free young man.

I've not been care-free
since last I was in England.

But we do have business to discuss.

Very well.

But I have more pressing business first.

Mr Franklin!

- Mr Bruff.
- Good day, Penelope.

Would you tell Rachel I'm come
to see her ?

I'm sorry, sir.

Miss Rachel's...

out.

Ah, well. Perhaps, when she returns,
you would kindly give her this ?

Miss Verinder left these for you,

should you ever call.

She begs to decline entering into

any correspondence
with Mr Franklin Blake.

Rachel!

During all my long absences,

Rachel so much as asked if I was living
or dead ?

There is only one possible explanation
for her behaviour.

Which is ?

It is the moonstone yet.

Where are you going ?

To Euston, and then to Yorkshire
by the next train.

Hello ?

- Who's here ?
- Caesar, good boy !

Better not hurry.

Mr Franklin?

Betteredge.

Oh, don't tell me. Robinson Crusoe

has already informed you
you might expect to see me tonight ?

Or here's the bit I was reading
the moment before you came in.

"I stood like one thunderstruck,

"or as if I had seen...

"..an apparition."

If that isn't as much as to say,

"Expect the sudden appearance
of Mr Franklin Blake..."

..it has no meaning
in the English language.

It's good to see you, Betteredge.

It's a miracle to see you, sir!

I'm afraid...

..you find us, sadly, changed.

Much has happened since I saw you last.

I know it, Betteredge.

But I'm burning to know what's
brought you here in this sodden way.

What brought me here before ?

The moonstone, Mr Franklin.

And it is the moonstone
that brings me again.

Is that a joke, sir ?

I'm afraid I'm getting a little dull
in my old age !

- I don't take it.
- The theft has never been settled.

It hangs over her still.

Whatever happened that night,
it ruined two lives, mine one of them.

I see you are in want of a cigar.

Come down with me.

Take my advice, Mr Franklin,

and let the diamond be.

How can I ?
I've travelled nigh on a year,

I can run from Rachel,
but I cannot forget her.

I believe you still love her, sir.

I know she cannot forget me, either,

or she would not hide from me
as she does.

What do you propose to do, sir ?

I have come here to take up

the enquiry which was dropped
when I left England.

I have come to do what nobody
has done yet,

and find out who took the diamond.

How can you hope to succeed,
saving your presence,

when Sergeant Cuff himself
could not solve it ?

The greatest policeman in England.

I am no professional,
but that may be my strength.

I've nothing now to focus on but this.

I hope to have information
that Cuff was not privy to.

I hope to have testimony of

minds closed to the police this time
last year.

- What testimony ?
- Why, yours, Betteredge.

You, and others more closely associated
to Rachel

and her diamond.

Give me your account of this family

and the moonstone
from the very beginning.

Those were dark times, sir.

I cannot revisit them.

The dark times will not be over
until I have done

what I have sworn to do,
and found Rachel's stolen moonstone.

Please, Betteredge.

Well, sir...

..if you insist.

We must commence with the lead-up
to Miss Rachel's 18th birthday,

in this house, this time last year.

Please, have the yellow room readied.

Mr Franklin Blake arrives with us
tomorrow.

I did not know Mr Franklin's foreign
education had come to an end.

His plan is to stay with us for a month,

to keep Rachel's birthday.

He is probably in want of a decent
dinner.

I hear his mother's 700 a year runs
through him as through a sieve.

Such is the way of a young man abroad.

I shall be delighted to see Mr Franklin -

the nicest boy who ever spun a top...
or broke a window.

The most atrocious tyrant
that ever tortured a doll.

You worshipped him ten years ago.

And then he left.

I burn with indignation
and I ache with fatigue

when I think of Franklin Blake.

"Piano Sonata No.16" by Mozart

Excuse me, my lady.

May I help you, gentlemen?

I was just looking for the kitchen door.

May I present myself and my compatriot ?

We are travelling entertainers,

and we beg permission to display
our skills

in the presence of the lady of the house.

I'm sorry to inform you,
the lady of the house is out.

I must ask you to come back another time.

Penelope, where are you going ?

Rosanna is late to dinner,
I'm sent to fetch her in.

- She walks alone again ?
- For her health, she says.

Though I would not go, for my health,
where she's gone.

- To the sands.
- As ever,

to the Shivering Sands.

The tide is on the turn. Go back inside.

I'll get her in.

And ask Samuel to lock the doors
behind me.

'So, Mr Franklin, I hurried
to that forlorn and treacherous place,

'which the very birds of the air
give a wide berth.

'not so, Rosanna Spearman.

'This was our poor housemaid's favourite
walk.'

You're late for dinner, Rosanna.

Come, come, now, girl.

You have been given a miraculous
opportunity in this house.

You must try to use it.

I do my work.

Your past is all sponged out.

Why can't you forget it ?

Would that we could just wash away
the past, sir.

I cleaned this lapel for you
just yesterday,

with a new composition warranted
to remove any spot.

The stain is taken off,

but the play shows, Mr Betteredge,
the play shows.

It's sitting everlastingly in this

miserable place that's the problem,
not my outfit.

What makes you like being here ?

I try to keep away, but I can't.

Have you seen what the sand will do ?

Have you thrown a stone out there

and watched the quicksand suck it down?

That's unwholesome talk.

Sometimes, Mr Betteredge...

..I think my grave waits for me here.

What awaits you

is roast mutton and suet pudding !

This is what comes of thinking
on an empty stomach !

Betteredge ?

Betteredge, is that you ?

Well, you may not remember the boy I was,

but I'll wager you remember the debt
I still owe you.

Seven and sixpence, Mr Franklin Blake,

and ten years' interest!

But who charges interest
amongst friends ?

What have you got there?

His buttonhole...

sir.

- Keep it.
- Now, run along.

Your dinner will be cold !

Welcome back to the old place,
Mr Franklin.

And all the more welcome that you're here,
even before we expected you !

I have reason for that.

I travelled by today's,
instead of tomorrow's train,

because I believed I was being followed.

By who ?

By an Indian fellow,
and I'd hoped to give him the slip.

Who would follow you, and why ?

The why is easier than the who.

I'm come with my cousin Rachel's legacy
from our uncle Herncastle,

to be given her on her 18th birthday.

Colonel Herncastle.

- What has he left Miss Rachel ?
- This.

'That day on the beach last year,'

there is something I regret, sir.

There are many things I regret.

I did not tell you what I knew
of Colonel Herncastle.

I did not wish to pass on idle talk,
and he was not of your generation,

so you would not have known what he was.

- Which was ?
- A hard man.

A cold man.

He and my lady were on poor terms.

She barred him from her house,
her own brother.

But he forgave her.

He repented on his deathbed
and left her daughter

a £20,000 diamond to prove it.

A diamond that he killed for.

That caused him to live out his days
in fear of his life.

A stone stained with blood

- and beset with a curse.
- What are you saying ?

The reconciliation was a lie ?

Looking back, I now believe
the wicked colonel fully intended

to visit the curse on his sister,

by means of her only child.

And the Lord knows he succeeded.

Someone has learned of your charge,
and its value.

You say your pursuer was Indian ?

Mayhap he's linked to those entertainers

I've just sent away from our door.

There were Indians at the house ?

- Mayhap it is but chance coincidence.
- Still...

..to the bank, Mr Franklin.

- Post haste !
- No, you are right.

Your receipt, sir.

Cousin Franklin !

Cousin Rachel.

We thought you had got lost.
I was on my way to rescue you.

♪ Trees where you sit ♪

♪ Shall crowd into a shaa... ♪

♪ Aaaa-aaade ♪

♪ Trees where you sit ♪

♪ Shall crowd into ♪

♪ A shade. ♪

The next is a duet.

Ah.

You do not sing ?

Or play ?

I can accompany you on the harmonica,
nothing more.

You will find me sadly lacking
in gentlemanly pursuits.

I do not shoot...

or fence...or fish.

I can barely swim.

But what of culture ?
You practise no art at all ?

Had I the benefit of a continenta
education,

I would've profited more than that.

I practise art.

Oh ?

Will that smell like this forever ?

It will dry to be perfectly odourless,
I assure you.

At least for now it overwhelms
the tobacco.

My smoking offends you ?

- Then I will stop.
- I would not make you.

You do not like it, I cast it out.

I'm finished with the surface
preparations.

How very good.

Er, now, when we paint, this vehicle
will fix the colour and then

we will decorate your door
fit for the Sistine Chapel itself.

So what images will we paint ?

Er...

..roses...

for a rose.

Not just flowers, surely ?

I've brought a book of old prints with me
from the Continent.

Old masters' moderns.

Take your pick.

I'll do the side door, William,
you get your rest.

Yes, sir.

- Betteredge, wait.
- Oh.

Mr Franklin, I thought we had intruders.

What keeps you up so late ?

I find I regret giving up tobacco,
I pace half the night.

The things we do for love, hmm ?
Come, let's go inside, Mr Franklin.

- Penelope ?
- Miss Rachel.

Out there.

What is it ?

- You are missing the primo part.
- You have other pastimes these days.

We will have time enough to play
when Franklin goes.

Try not to rest all your hopes
with Franklin, Rachel.

What in him do you object to ?

He is not settled.
He is not established.

- He is a better man for his travels.
- My lady. The post.

Better maybe, certainly poorer.

As you yourself said,
"Franklin Blake is careless with money."

He assures me that his debts are paid.

Your cousin Godfrey writes to accept
your invitation for him

to keep your birthday with us.

You liked Godfrey well enough
when you invited him.

I like him still.

Shall I help you with that ?

I am perfectly capable of wielding
my own paintbrush.

I know it, I...I merely thought
since I'm more familiar

with the male form...

I'm more than conversant
with the masculine torso.

The day of your arrival is etched
on my mind.

Oh, I did not realise I'd made
such an impression.

Begging your pardon, sir,
the tea you asked for ?

Ah, thank you.

You may go.

Let me help you clean that smudge
off your face.

Two weeks later

Happy birthday, Rachel.

The sun is smiling on you today.

I know, I've been out picking you
a buttonhole.

I should be giving you presents,
not the other way about.

You mean you have none ?

Now no matter what happens,
I will be close to your heart.

You do not need a locket for that.

Thank you, Franklin.

Tired still !

Go back to bed,
we need you fresh for the party.

I cannot sleep now,
and we have more painting to do.

Take some water.

The door is done, then ?

Thank heavens.

In time for the guests to admire
the decoration tonight.

Though, I pray not touch it.

It takes an age to dry
as well as smelling.

Gentle folks have a very awkward rock
in life.

The rock of their own idleness.

Their lives being passed in looking
above them for something to do,

it is curious to see how often they take
to torturing

something or to spoiling something.

Well, Mr Franklin and Miss Rachel
torture nothing.

No, they simply confine themselves
to making a mess and all they have

spoilt, to do them justice, is your dinner
and the panelling of a door.

Well, Mr Franklin must away
to Frizinghall

or the bank will be closed.

Samuel has sent me to tell you
a visitor's here for Mr Blake.

Venez avec moi au bureau.

Je vous jure que nous allons tout
résoudre.

Mr Franklin !
Are you going to fetch the diamond ?

Hold off till we can get a guard.

If I wait another minute,
the bank will have closed.

Then go by Dr Candy's at Frizinghall,

he's coming for the party.

Ask him to keep you company
on the way home.

But may hap there's still men out there
who await your opportunity.

I have no need of a nursemaid.
We have seen neither hide or hair

of anyone in weeks. Trust me,
I will keep it safe. - Mr Franklin...

Tu crois que je ne comprends pas
le français, alors ?

Er...

On the contrary I...
I thought you had more integrity than

to eavesdrop on my private business.

You lied to me, Franklin.
I told my mother your debts were settled.

I have the money.
I have but to hand it over.

Which is the part that counts.

I cannot stomach a lie, Franklin.

- I have been nothing but honest with you.
- I do not intend to mislead you.

- I have to go.
- Would you ride away from me ? Franklin.

- Cousin Godfrey !
- Cousin Rachel.

Felicitations on your natal day.

Cousin Franklin,
I thought you still in France.

Charming la belle parisienne.

Please, open it.

Oh, it's lovely.

Excuse me.

You're not leaving already, cousin ?
We have ten years to catch up on.

Er, Rachel, I do not want to leave
in the middle of a quarrel.

Then don't go.

I'm delighted to have had you call
for me, Mr Blake.

It's a lonely road without company.

- You're on edge, Mr Blake.
- Just tired.

Do you sleep poorly ?
A young man like you ?

I've recently given up smoking.

It will pass.

Come, Dr Candy,
we can make better time than this.

Rosanna ?

I couldn't finish my work this morning,
I came back to complete it.

Well, you can leave it now.

Oh, wait.

Have you seen Miss Rachel ?

I believe she's in the rose garden, sir,
with Mr Godfrey.

I've been waiting for this moment
for many a month.

- Godfrey...
- No

No, don't speak,
not until you've heard me out.

If you only knew how happy it makes me
to be here with you.

Dare I dream that your heart also sings
when we meet ?

- Cousin...
- Rachel...

Will you honour me, will you bless me
by being my wife ?

Cousins !

Forgive the interruption but, er,
Rachel, I've been sent to tell you

your birthday guests have begun
to arrive.

An explorer, how fascinating... Ah.

I, too, am an explorer, Mr Murthwaite,
of the human body,

a man of science, not of geography.

Where or what do you explore ?

I have spent much of my adult life
travelling through India.

I'm fortunate indeed to be here to keep
my goddaughter's 18th,

I've missed so many of the rest.

You must find it very lonely.

On the contrary, I find it most restful.

Oh, my dear Mr Godfrey,
I was so hoping to see you here tonight.

Mm, Miss Clack.

You hardly seem yourself.

I have great news of the Mothers' Small
Clothes Conversion Society

and the Sunday Sweethearts Supervision
Society.

Well, I cannot wait.

Another gift ?

- Are you asking for this one back ?
- No. Why ? Do you wish to return it ?

Mama, Franklin's being most mysterious.

He says he has something to give me
but you must be present.

Very well.

- What here ?
- Where else ?

Well, I am but the courier
of this present.

It is left to you by our uncle,
Colonel John Herncastle.

£20,000.

Well, think of the Christians
that could profit

by small clothes for the price
of this bauble.

Well, it's carbon, Miss Clack.
Mere carbon, my good friend, after all.

- May I ?
- Oh, of course.

Miss Rachel, in the interests of science,

- please donate me your diamond.
- To do what with ?

To burn it of course.

We will first heat it to a high degree
then expose it to

a current of air, and, then,
little by little, puff !

We evaporate the diamond and save you
a world of anxiety

about the safekeeping
of a valuable stone.

I rather wish you were in earnest,
Dr Candy.

Oh, but I am.

I've had my fill of the diamond.

Let somebody who has not tried
its magnetism feel the pull.

- Oh, Mr Franklin, I mustn't.
- Please, you must.

Oh. It's like the light
of the harvest moon.

Resisting the draw of the tobacco,
Mr Franklin ?

Without its soothing influence,
I'm astounded you sleep at all.

It is indeed exquisite.

If ever you accompany me to India,
my dear,

I think we'll leave your uncle's gift
at home.

With this in hand, I know
a certain temple in a certain city

where your life would not be worth
five minutes purchase.

Oh.

Well, I think Rachel can

rely on me to protect her in the future,
Mr Murthwaite.

- Let me help you, sir.
- Help me with what ?

You are out of sorts, sir.
Your nerves are all out of order.

- What business is it of yours ?
- Why, my daily business as a doctor.

You need to go through a course
of medicine immediately.

A course of medicine
and a course of groping in the dark

mean in my estimation one
and the same thing.

Constitutionally speaking, Mr Franklin,

you yourself are groping in the dark
for sleep

and nothing but medicine will help you
to find it !

It is you, sir, making me tense,
not smoking or otherwise.

Out of my way, man.

Ladies, gentlemen, if I may,
would you all be upstanding

for the beautiful,
fascinating Miss Rachel Verinder.

On this, the occasion
of her 18th birthday.

Now, I know Rachel well.
She and I have grown up together,

and I hope in due course
to know her better which is to say...

..I very much hope Rachel
will do me the honour of, er...

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow... ♪

Let us forget what has passed, Godfrey,

and let us be cousins still.

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ That nobody can deny ! ♪

Thank you.

What do you see in there, Mr Murthwaite ?
Rachel's future ?

I'm no clairvoyant, Mr Blake.
I can see nothing,

but your future will be short, my dear,
if you hold on to this gem.

What do you mean ?

The moonstone is of inestimable value
in India,

not financial, of course, but spiritual.

Its appointed guardians would move heaven
and earth to reclaim it.

But this is England, Mr Murthwaite.

If a thousand lives stood between them

and the diamond and they thought

they could do it without discovery,
the guardians would take them all.

What is that ?

Rachel, no.

Oh, what devil is this ?

Oh, dear Mr Godfrey,

your Christian presence
is of great relief to me.

Rachel, please.

- Miss Rachel.
- Leave me be.

Rachel.

What did you say to them ?
Why did they stop ?

Rachel, perhaps you could play something
for our guests ?

Dr Candy, might I ask you a favour ?

That cannot be chance.

The very same entertainers I saw
three weeks ago.

Mr Betteredge, those three fellows
are no more entertainers than you or I.

Unless after long experience
I am utterly mistaken,

those men are high caste Brahmins,

and from what you've told me
about the moonstone tonight, M. Blake,

I judge that you have
had more narrow escapes of

your life than I've had of mine,
and that is saying a very great deal.

They have seen the moonstone
in Miss Verinder's hand,

what is to be done ?

They are its rightful owners,
give it back to them.

I see, you think I've lost my mind ?

The alternative :

send the diamond tomorrow
to be cut up at Amsterdam,

make half a dozen diamonds of it,

there is an end of the sacred identity
of the moonstone

and there is an end of the conspiracy.

Then there is no hope for it,

we must speak to Lady Verinder
first thing tomorrow.

What about tonight ?

Suppose those murderous
devils come back ?

Now they are found out ?

No, they will not risk it.

But if you need reassurance,
let the dogs loose.

Our canine friends have one great merit,
Mr Betteredge.

They are not likely to be troubled
with the same scruples

you have about the sanctity
of human life.

Can I help you, doctor ?

Lady Verinder has an attack
of the migraines.

She seems unusually burdened
this evening.

Hosting a party's a taxing business,
Dr Candy.

Hopefully this will give her some relief.

- Thank you, Dr Candy.
- Are you quite well, Aunt ?

That heathen parade outside gives me
palpitations still.

I'm in perfect health, Drusilla,
I assure you.

Well, perhaps it is time to take
our leave.

A stirrup cup before you go, sirs ?

Come, sir, we quarrelled earlier,
let us not part in bad humour,

- I apologise if I gave offence.
- None taken.

Rachel, where shall we put your diamond
tonight ?

In my Indian cabinet, of course,
so it may feel at home.

My dear, your cabinet has no lock to it.

Good heavens, Mama, is this an hotel ?

Are there thieves in the house ?

Your mother is right,
it is of fantastic value,

it should be under lock and key.
Let me look after it tonight

until we can take it for safekeeping
tomorrow.

Who in this house is not our friend ?

I will not insult our guests or staff
by making them feel suspected.

It will stay with me.

Rachel, come to my room first thing
tomorrow morning.

I shall have something to say to you.

Goodnight to you all.

I, er...

We are friends and cousins still,
are we not, Godfrey ?

Of course.

I would want nothing less.

You painted this ?

We did.

Goodnight.

Our quarrel this morning...

I'm sorry, I just...

I didn't want you to think badly of me.

I'm sorry I misled you

and I promise on my life
I never will again.

Am I forgiven ?

It is late.

Let us speak in the morning.

James is outside with the carriage.

Safe journeys, sirs.

It is not we who are in danger,
Betteredge.

Fear not, the guardians will not return
tonight,

I'd wager my reputation on it.

I sincerely hope you're right,
Mr Murthwaite.

I'll go around once again
just for good measure.

And, Samuel, set the dogs loose.

'Fear of danger is 10,000 times

'more terrifying then danger itself
when apparent to the eyes

'and we find the burden of anxiety
greater by much than the evil

'which we are anxious about.'

And did you find that to be the case

when you realised what had gone
on that night ?

Maybe not, sir.

Maybe not.

Help !

Penelope ! Help !
The moonstone, it's gone !

Out in the rose garden now is the very man
whose help we need -

the great Cuff himself.

I have one remark on handing this case
to you.

Rachel Verinder lost the moonstone,
what did YOU lose ?