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Sherlock Holmes and the deadly necklace

Come on, play along.

I don't really feel like it.

Why aren't you playing anymore?

Look what's swimming there!

Yay, something is swimming!

- Let's go there! - What might that be? - I wanna know!

- Bet I'll hit it with a rock? - Let me try that too! - Me too!

- Almost hit it! - Just over! - Oh no!

- Oh, come on! - Now!

Mister, can you pull this ashore?

- Yes, please! - Oh yeah! - Please!

He's getting it out.

Yes! What is it?

- Oooh. - Yes!

- Look at that! - Oh!

Now he's got it.

That's a corpse!

Wait here.

Ouch! Can't you watch where you're going?

- I'm sorry! - It's all right. Go along.

Did Mr. Holmes tell you when he will be back, doctor?

I guess he'll be back around nine o'clock, Mrs. Hudson.

It's just striking nine now, Dr. Watson.

I have a beautiful roast beef in the oven, and I don't want it to burn.

I'm sure it'll be delicious whatever time we're eating it.

I'm worried about Mr. Holmes.

I fear he's greatly neglecting his health.

Yes, I quite agree.

He works so hard,

and doesn't eat enough.

I think he should go and see a doctor.

I think he already has a doctor in the house since I've moved in.

Well,

you probably know him better.

A cook as good as you should cook for gourmets, not for peasants.

Well at least you appreciate my kitchen.

That you can rely on. I hope that comforts you.

Help!

What's that?

Help!

Please help me!

But Mr. Holmes left orders that nobody should come in the house in his absence.

It doesn't matter now! Water, please.

Where's my bag?

- In the car. - Oh, right, yes.

Where is he?

In the bedroom.

- Good evening, Watson. - Holmes!

You scared me to death, Mr. Holmes.

I thought I made it entirely clear

that under no circumstances was anybody to be allowed

in here without my permission.

But you looked like you were dying.

That's no exception.

Oh, good heavens, my roast!

Shipping column.

- Shipping column? - Mhm.

What are you doing?

I'm looking for liner movements.

Liner movements?

Thaysia.

Just docked.

Karachi, Suez, benghazi...

What comes from benghazi, Watson?

Arabs!

There were no arabs on board.

A new case, Holmes?

An old friend has been to the docks.

He was waiting for the ships coming from benghazi.

Oh, an old friend?

Who?

Moriarty.

And I intend to find out why.

But Holmes...

We all know he is the greatest criminal in the country.

Why don't the police do something about him?

Watch out, Watson. If the professor ever finds out

that you called him a criminal, he will sue you.

- But everybody knows... - Knowing something...

And proving something are two different matters.

You always forget that.

But I will bring him to justice.

And how do you propose to do that?

With the help of the times.

Everything I could possibly need to know is in the times.

It is the most reliable newspaper in the world.

Oh yes! You can say that.

Now, Watson,

what is the purpose of a newspaper?

To supply information to their readers.

Exactly. And to advertise.

Advertisements are on the front page.

Not the cheap sensations which the readers expect.

And what's the next most important thing after the ads?

Hmm... the sports page!

Brilliant, Watson.

The weather, the arts,

latest news, shipping column.

And finally,

finally,

politics.

Apart from the advantages mentioned,

the times is the most reliable weapon there is.

There, pick up the knife.

What? That one?

Yes, pick it up.

Okay, now what should I do with it? Huh?

Now try to stab me.

I beg your pardon?

Are you feeling all right?

Come on, Watson. Nothing to worry about.

Now attack me already.

I can't.

All right, try it from over there.

Now. Here.

Come on, it's all right.

No, I'll tear your dressing gown.

Watson, for the last time...

Now. Stab me!

Alright, if you insist.

Stay here, Watson.

You better keep the dinner warm, Mrs. Hudson.

Watson! Morphine, quick!

Mrs. Hudson, call Scotland yard! Now!

Ask for inspector Cooper and tell him I need him here.

Of course, Mr. Holmes.

Jenkins!

Who did this?

Who did this to you?

H... hare...

Hare?

Hare...

This is going too far, Mr. Holmes.

What exactly is going too far, inspector?

I find a man murdered on my own doorstep, so I called you.

Ah... we know everything about this Jenkins.

He was in jail 12 times, at least.

I have no sympathies for narcs.

Maybe he wasn't the most respected member of this community,

but he was of great help to me.

And I trusted him.

I'm sure you did, Holmes.

But now your private investigation led to his death.

That's a serious accusation!

Do you have the intention to arrest me for murder?

Scotland yard has often requested your help, Mr. Holmes.

But this time no request has been made.

Under no circumstances can we allow you

to conduct investigations on your own, without our permission.

I'm not employed by Scotland yard, inspector. I'm a private citizen.

I do what I think is right, and I accept all responsibility for it.

This country has a police force and a legal system

for its citizen's protection.

Nobody has the right to take the law into his own hands.

You can only step in after a crime has been committed.

But I do my very best to prevent it before it takes place.

You just proved how capable you are.

We're fighting a war, inspector.

And I will continue it, with or without the help of Scotland yard.

We would be more pleased to cooperate,

if you would only inform us of your activities.

That's precisely what I am doing.

Professor moriarty must be brought to justice.

Here we go again, Holmes.

The last time you told me about this

professor of yours,

I decided to pay him a personal visit.

We had the most interesting conversation.

About his criminal activities?

No... about archaeology.

Oh... so you're an archaeologist, too?

I didn't understand a word, but the professor is a great lecturer.

- You were in his house? - Yes.

It's extraordinary.

Nice things in it.

Did you ask yourself how he can afford these things

with the salary of a university professor?

He comes from a wealthy family,

I guess.

Moriarty's father was a station master in a small village.

He didn't have a penny in his pocket when he came to London.

And now... he spends at least 10,000 pounds a year.

Where do you think it comes from?

From forgery... Robbery... and burglary.

And murder!

And I will prove it to you.

I think it will interest you

that moriarty is on this year's list

to be knighted.

Would you accuse sir James moriarty

of murder?

It would give me great pleasure to see the knight hanged.

I warned you, Holmes.

You do not stand for the law.

We do.

Successfully, I hope. Good day.

Good day.

Cooper isn't a bad detective, Watson.

He just lacks imagination.

Why do you think they killed Jenkins on our door step?

He was bringing me information.

It must've been pretty important,

if somebody killed him over it.

It was.

He tried to tell me something before he died.

Hmm.

What could he have meant by the word hare?

I wish I knew.

And he did something strange with his hands.

I've got it!

Watson, come here.

Take the lamp and turn it around,

so the light shines on my hands.

That's it.

Look at the shadow.

What is it?

- A bird! - Indeed. And what kind of bird?

A pretty large bird.

You're getting there.

- An eagle! - That's it!

A hare and an eagle.

Exactly! A hare and an eagle. And what does that remind you of?

A pub, of course.

Brilliant, my dear fellow, absolutely brilliant.

Let's sit here, Watson.

Well...

What are we supposed to do now?

Patience, Watson, Patience.

I suppose we can have a drink or something?

Oh, yes, very well.

- Yes, gentlemen? - Two beers, please.

I wonder why Jenkins sent us here.

That's what we're here to find out, my friend.

Strange atmosphere here, don't you think?

Two beers.

Those are all sailors from the ship thaysia.

That's the same ship the professor was so interested in.

Right, the ship from benghazi.

Precisely.

Which room?

Number four.

- Stay here. - But... uh...

Hello there, sweetheart.

Hello.

Do you want to buy me a drink?

Do... do I know you?

No, not yet. But we can fix that in a hurry.

Yes, I'm quite sure.

What'll you drink? Let's order champagne, it puts me in the mood.

Of course, if you like.

Order anything you like.

Oh, you're very shy, aren't you?

I like shy men. Especially at your age.

I'm a married man, you know.

All the good men are already married.

The ones who aren't are always the ones nobody wants.

- Champagne! - Okay.

Rum's not good enough for them. It always has to be champagne.

Do you often drink champagne?

My mother started giving it to me with the bottle.

Your mother must have been a very generous lady.

I want to tell you something.

My mother's at the hospital.

And I have to pay for the surgery.

Tsk tsk tsk.

- Maybe you could help me? - Sure!

- You mean it? - Of course!

- Oh... - I'm a surgeon.

I'll operate on her for free.

And I'll cut you up, too, if you like.

- What are you doing here? - Me?

I am a spy.

I guard suspects and I chase criminals.

And I listen at keyholes.

Watson, come on.

Oh, hello... uh, I... I was just, uh...

Where are we going?

We're going to listen to a chimney.

I see... wait, what did you say?

We're going to listen to a chimney.

It's not that difficult.

Yes! Yes, of course.

Not a word to anyone.

Shhhhh!

I hope you're satisfied with your room, Samuels.

Yes, it's quite comfortable,

in comparison to the one I spent the last 6 years in.

I've been waiting for you for a week.

If I'd had it my way, I would have come back 6 years ago.

Instead I was locked up in a prison in Egypt.

You have no idea what it was like.

From morning to night they keep you working on road construction

in the sweltering heat.

Where's Harrison?

Deceased.

But wasn't he also on the thaysia?

Of course.

One evening - we weren't far from the coast -

he vanished,

fell overboard.

You must have given him a little assistance.

Why not?

He tried to push me into the water.

But then he must have...

Slipped!

And then it happened.

Poor old Harrison.

I've found the man we're looking for.

What? You found him?

Where is he?

Let's talk about my share first.

No, stop it, that tickles!

Listen to this!

No, Samuels. I definitely can't agree with that.

May I ask why?

Without me, the deal wouldn't exist.

I wouldn't be too sure about that.

Unfortunately I'm not in the position to deny you anything.

So we agree, Samuels?

Sixty percent for you. That's a huge amount,

if you consider what Cleopatra's necklace will bring us.

You better consider what it cost me to get you out of prison.

You waited 6 years for that.

If you'd been behind bars you'd know how long that was.

I had to find the man you were in jail for first.

You know where blackburn is?

It wasn't that easy.

He has a house in the country.

Near barnet.

Our professor!

All right Watson, you had your little joke. Come along.

Somebody was listening.

The police?

I doubt it.

Well, Holmes, never take an old clumsy doctor along with you.

I have all the information I need.

Blackburn... thaysia...

In any case a murderer again.

No, two.

One of the sailors on board of the thaysia was thrown overboard.

Ah? How do you know that?

Don't you ever read the times, Watson?

If you want to know something you should read this newspaper.

Moriarty is after a man named blackburn, who lives in barnet.

He sent for two men from Africa, but one killed the other.

The question is,

what is he up to?

I don't understand. Why don't we give this case to Scotland yard?

Which case?

The police already know about the Jenkins case.

The blackburn case hasn't happened yet.

And nobody believes in the moriarty case.

Let's go, Watson.

Where are we going?

- To the offices of the times. - Ah!

Your coffee, sir!

Sorry, Mrs. Hudson, but we'll be back for lunch.

Thank you.

Tell me, Holmes, what are you looking for?

I have to find out when moriarty was in Egypt.

Aha.

Miss?

Would you please bring me volume 105?

One moment, I'll get it.

Thank you.

We shall know soon. - Umm...

Couldn't you be just a little less mysterious?

You know my methods, Watson.

- Here. - Thank you.

Oh...

August...

September...

The tenth...

Uh... ninth...

Here!

Uh huh.

"Discovery of Cleopatra's tomb.

The world's best experts arrived.

In ei fayum, a group of english and Egyptian archaeologists

have discovered a tomb containing treasure.

The tomb is believed to be that of Cleopatra.

Professor moriarty,

eminent english archaeologist..."

Et cetera, et cetera.

Go on, Holmes, please continue.

One moment, Watson.

Ah... huh...

"Precious jewelry disappeared without a trace.

Following the theft of priceless treasures from the tomb,

two english engineers named Harrison and Samuels have been arrested.

A third...

Peter blackburn,

has disappeared at the same time as a casket of precious stones

containing a golden necklace, which belonged to Cleopatra herself."

We have to prevent another murder.

Holmes, I just don't know what you're talking about.

Come on, we have no time to lose.

And where are we going now?

To a delightful little village by the name of barnet.

Chopping and changing!

Barnet...

That's Peter.

He's hunting again.

We have to stop him. If he continues, he'll go completely crazy.

He isn't crazy.

Why does he live here when he feels threatened?

And who's threatening him?

Why doesn't he tell us?

I don't know.

Why don't you leave?

He's my husband.

I can't just run away.

I know. But there's another way out.

You don't owe Peter anything.

He doesn't love you anymore and he's dangerous.

I'd never forgive myself if anything happened to you.

What are we to do?

He got away.

Why don't you tell us?

What are you so afraid of?

If you don't tell us, we can't help you.

How often must I tell you that my life is in danger?

Why won't you or the police believe it?

You're seeing ghosts.

Ghosts?

Ghosts that hide in bushes and drive away in cars?

Of course we believe you.

You need help, Peter. Not only from the police.

You... you mean a doctor, of course.

That could suit you.

I know exactly what you both are up to.

You want to get rid of me, don't you?

I can't go on like this any longer.

Always living in fear.

What and who are you afraid of?

We hide away in this old house, but what are we hiding from?

Tell us what you're afraid of.

How can we help you if you don't trust us?

I'm your wife, not your enemy.

Why don't you trust me?

No.

I can't trust anybody.

Not even you.

It's no use.

What can I do?

Don't worry, Ellen.

Leave it to me.

Good night.

Miss?

Hartley hill is in the locality, I believe?

Yes, it's down the street and straight ahead.

- Ah. - You're not thinking of buying it?

It's been sold for quite some time.

We're not buyers. Mr. blackburn still lives there?

Yes.

Could you please tell us the name of the local police inspector?

Inspector French.

Inspector French?

- Yes. - Would you be so kind as to call him?

Please tell him Sherlock Holmes would like to see him immediately.

It's very important.

Mister Holmes?

Yes?

You are inspector French? That's right.

Delighted to meet you.

Doctor Watson.

- Would you join us for a beer? - With pleasure.

- Miss, another beer, please! - Right away.

What can I do for you, mister Holmes?

Inspector, Mr. blackburn is the tenant of hartley hill, is he not?

Yes.

Has he ever mentioned that he is afraid for his life?

As a matter of fact, he contacts the police all the time.

Indeed?

Watson, we have to go to hartley hill immediately.

You mean right now?

Right now, inspector.

Hartley inn?

One moment please.

It's for you, inspector.

For me? Yes?

Thank you, Doris.

This is French.

Of course.

I'm on my way.

Peter blackburn is dead.

Well, his head is completely shattered.

Shot at close range.

Please leave everything as found until Scotland yard arrives.

Inspector Cooper called to say that he'd be right along.

By all means, let us leave everything to inspector Cooper.

Where were you when this happened to blackburn?

I was in my room.

I was doing some reading

when I heard a shot and ran downstairs.

- Was the door open? - No.

No, the murderer broke in through the window.

Then he reached through with his hand and simply unlocked the door from the inside.

Apparently a professional.

What did you see when you entered the room, Mr. king?

- That. - Did you see anyone running away?

- No. - Where was Mrs. blackburn?

In her room.

I didn't want her to see him like that.

Do you think he committed suicide?

Well, that pane of glass was pushed in from the outside.

And there's traces of blood there. The murderer must have stepped in it.

That leaves no doubt.

Mr. blackburn surprised a burglar

and was killed.

The culprit ran, leaving the murder weapon behind.

Scotland yard will make the same deduction.

It's not quite as simple as that.

Peter was re-hanging that picture over the fireplace.

That's why the hammer was here.

Why did the intruder leave this ring behind?

It appears to be of value.

He was frightened and ran.

Where is Mrs. blackburn?

She's upstairs. She's terribly upset.

Naturally.

Inspector Cooper will take her statement.

But why did the killer take the wedding ring?

Maybe he didn't wear one?

That's right. I can't remember him wearing one.

No?

I suggest we send for the Butler.

Winston, get mister mcfarley.

Do you recall

whether Mr. blackburn wore his wedding ring above or below the serpent ring?

Below the serpent ring.

Are you sure?

Absolutely.

We shall see what inspector Cooper makes of that.

Watson?

There are some very interesting trees in the garden.

I'd like to take a closer look at them. Are you coming?

Yes... yes.

If you're looking for trees, they're right in front of you.

Here comes Scotland yard.

Yes, inspector Cooper, no doubt.

Don't we want to see him?

No, not yet.

Huh, what's that?

It looks remarkably like a grave.

A grave?

It's not large enough to bury a dog in.

Be careful, Watson. Don't spoil the footprints. Leave that to the inspector.

What could possibly be buried here?

Clothes.

Very old clothes.

Old clothes?

He must have tried to defend himself with the hammer.

Precisely, inspector.

Faultless deduction.

So you knew about the murder, Mr. Holmes?

Knew? No.

But I suspected it.

Did you know the deceased?

No, I didn't. I heard his name for the first time quite recently.

From whom?

From a well known archaeologist whose name is moriarty.

Uh huh.

- So you naturally assume that... - It's not as simple as that, inspector.

The man in question has a perfect alibi.

"Professor moriarty, the famous archaeologist,

will deliver a lecture on Egyptian antiquities tonight at 9 at the pen club."

The murder happened between 9 and 10 o'clock.

Correct. So it can't possibly be moriarty.

His lecture was over at 11.

Well...

Somebody must have committed the murder.

The question is who?

I never deliver a theory, inspector, without all the available facts.

Mrs. blackburn?

You say your husband feared for his life.

Do you know whom he feared?

No.

May I ask you a personal question?

Yes.

Were you happily married?

You have no right to ask such a question, inspector!

I haven't asked for your opinion.

Please answer me.

I loved him very much.

What's happening?

Somebody's out there. I saw him, too.

Do you think they'll find out?

Why didn't Peter trust us?

And he thought he would be safe here.

- Watson! - You nearly broke my arm!

What's going on?

- Did you catch him? - Watson caught me.

It's ridiculous to search in the dark.

Inspector, please alert the police throughout this district.

Saint albans as well.

Block the roads and post a guard at the train stations.

May I take a look at your right shoe?

- Why? - Your right shoe, sir.

Thank you.

Wouldn't you agree, mister Holmes,

that these footprints could have come from this shoe?

Without a doubt.

The prints lead to the door.

You can't miss it.

Well, Mr. king?

I must have stepped in it when I went to the door.

Really?

Wasn't it more likely that you

broke the window from the outside to make it look like a burglary?

And you did that after the murder.

Paul couldn't possibly have done such a crime.

We shall see.

One moment, inspector.

I'll have to ask you not to interfere with this, Mr. Holmes.

I just want to point out

that the footprints don't stop at the door.

They're Mr. king's footprints,

and they lead to a small heap of earth.

Donner?

These clothes are evidence.

Mr. king, why did you bury these clothes?

And to whom do they belong?

Mrs. blackburn, I trust

that you can give me the information that Mr. king will not?

She has nothing to do with it.

Mrs. blackburn? Mr. king?

Will you please follow me?

I have to take you both to London with me, I'm afraid.

You have indeed reconstructed this case correctly, inspector.

My compliments on your perspicacity.

And now, perhaps Mrs. blackburn will tell you what really happened.

I had slept for a while... when...

Where's Peter?

I don't know.

- Stay here. - No, I'm coming with you.

Quick... close the door.

Why? What happened?

Ellen, go to your room.

Are you hurt?

He came up from behind me.

Fortunately, I had the hammer in my hand.

Hammer?

But that's a gun in your hand.

I'll call the police.

No!

But the man is dead!

Do you know him?

You...

You must help me.

What do you expect me to do?

We...

We have to change his clothes.

Change?

Ellen, go to your room.

Ellen, get out!

Blackburn shot the man's face to make the police think it was him.

He then put his serpent ring on the finger,

but was unable to get his wedding ring off.

Mr. king then buried the clothes,

which accounts for his footprints.

Peter wanted to be declared officially dead.

He wanted to begin a new life.

I'm not yet convinced that the deceased is not Peter blackburn.

No?

Look at this man's hand.

Calluses all over the fingers.

Cracked fingers and broken nails.

The hand of a man who's done hard physical work.

That could not possibly be Peter blackburn.

This is senseless, Ellen.

Peter can't stay hidden away forever.

Come on, inspector.

There's a secret room up here.

Peter?

Open up!

Peter!

Peter, it's me, Ellen.

A knife without a handle, same as with Jenkins.

What are you cleaning your pipe now for?

M-o-r...

Before blackburn died, he tried to write the murderer's name

on the top of the table with his wedding ring.

M-o-r... does that mean anything to you, inspector?

M-o-r...

Many words begin with m-o-r.

Morgue... morning...

Or moriarty.

You told us moriarty has an alibi.

Dear inspector, blackburn had a secret.

Do you know the secret?

Naturally. I read the times.

Well, Charles?

- Samuels? - No, blackburn.

He'd already taken care of Samuels for us.

I always said that Samuels would come to a bad end.

Even in Egypt he was a troublemaker.

And if anybody is stupid enough to ask for 40%, well...

Charles, I always say that greed will get you nowhere.

You follow me, Charles?

Of course, professor.

I'm awfully sorry, but my foot slipped the clutch.

Just look what you have done to my car.

Now control yourself.

It's not that bad.

Oh, no?

What's this about?

This idiot bumped into my car.

Idiot? Don't you call me that, you idiot!

Your licenses, please.

Yes, take his name. He'll have to pay for all the damages.

Umm...

Are you free? - Yes.

Please take me to parklane road.

Move your cars, please.

Thank you for your kindness. You've been most understanding.

My keys! My keys are gone!

Really? Well...

I'll help you find them, my dear fellow.

Strange...

Charles?

Well...

You don't expect to find them under there, do you?

Unless you stole them!

What would I do with your keys?

Taxi!

Here. Please get in.

Nine parklane road. Hurry!

Ah, what have we here?

Ah, the times!

What's the surprise for today? Did you find something important in it?

Today it contains something very special.

Really? What?

Look for yourself.

- Ahhhh, the famous necklace. - Both.

The necklace and the casket. That's why Peter blackburn was murdered.

So you've solved the case, Holmes.

Not at all.

Now the difficulties really begin, my friend.

I'm disappointed, gentlemen. Highly disappointed.

This blatant lack of discipline

could make me undertake measures

that you could find very regrettable.

But we weren't given orders to guard the necklace.

I require personal initiative.

Do you realize the consequences of failure

in this organization?

- Charles? - Yes, professor.

Come in.

Come in, I say!

Shut the door.

Where have you been?

Some idiot bumped into the car.

But there's not much damage.

Where's the car?

I came by cab.

Ah...

But I thought you said there was little damage? Right?

I lost the car keys.

Idiot.

You're the fool to whom we owe our failure.

They set a trap.

Who?

Sherlock Holmes.

Impossible.

That idiot in the daimler...

That wasn't Sherlock Holmes.

The man driving was his friend Watson.

Meanwhile, Holmes stole your keys.

And came here.

Yes.

Would you like to be acquainted with my little plaything?

Apparently Holmes has gathered enough evidence

to hang you for blackburn's murder, Charles.

Without pardon.

Gentlemen, I trust that you have sufficient intelligence

to know the necklace must be recovered with utmost speed.

You have exactly 48 hours.

I will turn over the supervision of this mission

to one of our most reliable collaborators.

Inform the doctor immediately.

I take it that you are now convinced

that professor moriarty's actions are not entirely

harmless.

It's incredible.

A world-famous authority on archaeology,

a common thief?

And... a murderer!

Precisely.

Come in.

Ah, professor moriarty!

What a pleasant surprise!

Mr. Holmes doesn't seem as pleased as yourself, inspector.

You know each other?

Yes, we already had the pleasure. Can I join you?

Please do.

We met in court, as I recall. The Perry case.

Perry?

Perry. Yes, the name escaped me for a minute.

It was that burglary case, wasn't it?

Perry stole some jewelry in Milan.

Of course, you didn't know anything about it.

Of course not, Mr. Holmes.

And the jury was quite convinced, as you will recall.

And this necklace?

Has it also been stolen?

Yes, it has.

I must confess that is the very reason for my visit, inspector.

That is the missing Cleopatra necklace in its original casket.

It disappeared over 6 years ago, during our excavations in Egypt.

Where was it located?

In your study, professor.

Excuse me?

Of course, you don't know anything about that,

in spite of the fact that your men stole it

and murdered Peter blackburn.

Inspector, I do not intend to permit anyone to insult me like this.

Unfortunately for you, Mr. Holmes can prove his statement.

That casket was found in your study...

In a mummy case!

You know, inspector, this gentleman reads too many detective stories.

Mr. Holmes has tried to slander me on many occasions.

But his allegations have never been proven.

Please feel free to search my study for this...

Mummy case.

If you want to convince yourself, inspector.

In any case, I am very pleased that the jewelry is now in your hands.

No doubt you will return it to the Egyptian government?

The Egyptian government will be informed of its recovery, professor.

As soon as we have their consent,

the necklace will be sold, together with some recent archaeological discoveries,

at auction.

Then its destiny will be fulfilled.

Don't forget one thing, professor.

It will be much more difficult to steal this casket from Scotland yard

than from a somewhat poorly-guarded mummy case.

I could cause you great difficulties, inspector.

Very uncomfortable ones.

Out of respect for Scotland yard, I will forgo doing so.

Good day, gentlemen.

A highly successful little interview.

Huh?

I confess I won't sleep until I have disposed of this damn necklace.

And you're going to receive your 10%

of the price of sale as the finder's reward later.

- Although... - Although what, inspector?

Are you afraid it will be stolen again?

Nobody could manage to steal it from here.

I hope you are right.

I personally will carry the box under heavy police protection

and bring it to the auction block.

Splendid idea!

If you don't have faith in me, Holmes, I'd be happy to have you along with me.

It's your job, inspector. I'm not the police.

May I ask

what you are planning to do?

All in good time, inspector, all in good time.

"Next Monday the Cleopatra necklace is to be sold at auction.

This necklace is one of the most valued discoveries of all time."

Who will buy it?

And how much will it bring?

I don't care.

I don't want anything to do with it.

But Ellen, Holmes asked us both to stop in at the auction.

Must we?

You know how much he helped us. He must have his reasons.

Ellen.

Come here.

We shall soon be far away from here.

And we will forget this nightmare.

Aha!

Our famous archaeologist.

And our eminent criminologist.

Now it is in the times

that Cleopatra's necklace will be auctioned at moseley's next Monday.

It will be priceless.

I guess so.

To be honest, Holmes, I doubted that you would decline my invitation.

My dear professor, I do not like to forgo the pleasure of your company.

It's entirely reciprocal, Mr. Holmes.

It's a shame that you have such a bad opinion of me.

I have nothing against you personally, professor.

But on the contrary, I was deeply impressed by the inventiveness of your imagination,

just today at Scotland yard.

A dazzling comedy. Masterful.

And now, professor?

Once again you have guessed my thoughts, Mr. Holmes.

I really intended to make you a proposal.

Really?

Have a seat.

A partnership, Mr. Holmes.

A partnership, professor?

Let's say £6,000 a year and a share of the profit.

In my experience, murders do not bring profit.

You underestimate me, Mr. Holmes.

We are both men of logic, with considerable abilities.

But we waste our strength fighting each other.

And that, my dear Holmes, is illogical.

We should combine our talents. Such a partnership would be irresistible.

Quite right, dear professor.

Do you accept my offer?

That all sounds very tempting.

But I can only tell you this,

as regrettable as it is,

I have to keep wasting my energies.

Right now I have only one ambition:

To see you hanging.

A most regrettable decision,

Mr. Holmes.

That's yours? It looks so familiar.

Pretty clumsy, huh?

Please excuse this little toy.

Just a minor defect.

That can happen, professor.

Your decision, Mr. Holmes?

Whistle too, professor?

Oh dear, I hope we don't get in trouble with the police, Holmes,

using those whistles.

Good idea, though.

Elementary, my dear Watson.

How about him?

No.

Out of the question.

And how about the card-shark?

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

Is he still drinking?

Not when he's working.

How do you like that?

I like you.

What about frank?

He's all right.

I don't trust frank. He's always chasing women.

- I see. - And he talks too much.

How's that one? Sid.

It's out of the question.

He's under surveillance.

You might as well ask me to bring a policeman.

I must have at least two men.

Oh, she's my type.

Hey, come have a drink.

You're not... ouch!

Get out!

I'm not finished with him yet.

Leave him alone. He's not worth it.

Okay... I'll let you go.

Just for your sake.

How about a beer, huh?

Waiter, one whiskey, one beer.

Where did you learn that?

I spent 15 years with a knife-thrower.

He used to pin his wife down every night.

One time he slipped.

Nice little toy.

Comes in handy from time to time.

Where did you meet this knife-thrower?

- Circus? - Not exactly.

We used to share a room.

Bars in front of the window.

Great view, though...

Over the moors.

You were in dartmoor?

I didn't say that.

Cheers.

What are you up to now?

I sell blades.

I don't like him.

Oh? I don't think much of you either.

I wouldn't have thrown one of these, if it had been to save your lovely face.

Did you meet him at the ladies hairdresser?

- Thank you for the beer. - One moment!

What's your name?

- That doesn't concern you. - No no no no no!

What's going on here?

Let go of him.

Release papers from dartmoor.

What were you sentenced for?

It's none of your business.

Aha.

Most interesting.

"Peter Lawrence, who has been convicted of burglary,

is hereby requested to report to the police twice a week."

Now you know.

Police!

Come!

Have a seat.

Thank you.

If you're interested, we might have a job for you.

How much?

Oh...

A lot...

Here's a plan of the underground sewers.

No problem for you, right?

The car of Scotland yard that has Cleopatra's necklace...

We're here.

And that...

That's mosley's auction house.

The police Van will take this route.

Everything is under heavy guard.

Holmes has warned me.

He believes the necklace will be snatched during the transport.

I can't imagine

anyone stealing a package from a sealed police Van in broad daylight.

Especially when I'm there myself.

We'll leave in 10 minutes.

Yes, inspector.

Whew...

Heyal

Get a move on!

You can go ahead now!

A vase, 1200 b.C. Exceptionally well preserved.

1000 pounds.

Do I hear 1100?

Do I hear 1300?

1300.

Do I hear 14007?

Will anyone offer 14007?

Going at 1300.

1300 - going, going, gone!

Sold to the gentleman in the center.

Head of a tomb statue. The only one known of its kind.

Any offers?

Head of king amenhotep the second. Do I hear any bids?

Ladies and gentlemen, I regret to inform you

that the Cleopatra necklace has been withdrawn from the auction.

Withdrawn? What does this mean?

Why is it that the most valuable things always vanish.

1300.

Do I hear 14007?

Does anyone bid 14007?

Going at 1300.

At 1300.

- Not bidding, professor? - No, I have everything I need.

Really?

Unless you should be aware of something which might tempt me.

I would never give any suggestions to an expert such as yourself.

I understand you believe in buying as little as possible.

That's what is most satisfying.

Somehow, many of the best objects end up in my private collection.

- To the lady in the rear. - Not always.

Is there a Mr. Holmes here?

Yes?

Would you please step into the office?

Thank you.

Any bids for this unique example of Egyptian pottery?

Yes. And give the information immediately to the commissioner.

Oh, Mr. Holmes!

You have probably heard it already.

I warned you, inspector.

You'll be interested to know that the men who robbed us have been arrested.

Yes, I know.

How do you know that?

Why do you think that the police were at the right place at the right time?

Because my good friend Watson was good enough to notify Scotland yard.

The necklace has disappeared.

I can't assume you, of all people, know where it is?

It's on its way here by post.

A package for Mr. Holmes.

There it is.

Thank you. - Thank you.

Now if you'll excuse me. I'll get back to the auction.

Do I hear 20007?

For 2000 pounds - going, going, gone!

Would you please announce that the Cleopatra necklace has arrived?

Scotland yard's inspector Cooper is asking you to auction it off immediately.

Next up is one of the most extraordinary archaeological finds

ever to be auctioned.

The Cleopatra necklace!

Fortunately, it arrived in time for the auction.

The necklace is in perfect condition,

and is being offered in its original diamond encrusted Jewel case.

What proof do you have for the authenticity of this necklace?

With us is one of the most noted archaeological experts in the world.

Professor moriarty, would you please give us your opinion of this necklace?

Yes.

This is indeed the necklace of Cleopatra.

Thank you very much, professor.

I'm asked to offer this necklace for 100,000 pounds.

May I call for a bid of 110,000?

110,000.

- 120,000! - 120,000!

Do I hear 130,000?

130,000!

140,000!

140,000!

Who finally purchased the necklace?

A collector from Texas.

I won't be able to breathe until it's out of the country.

Now perhaps you'll tell me what I've got these roses for?

Roses?

Ah yes, the roses.

My dear Watson, you're a married man. Don't be so unromantic.

Oh... oh, ahem... Mrs. blackburn!

May I offer you our felicitations?

Oh!

Yes, and our best wishes for your future happiness.

Thank you.

- That's very kind of you. - Yes.

Oh... here.

Thank you.

Frankly, we were wondering why you insisted on our coming here.

Mrs. blackburn,

I wanted you to be with us for the happy ending, after all the trouble you had.

I asked you both to come here

to see for yourself that Scotland yard is working reliably.

Thank you.

Professor?

Ah... the great master detective under police guard.

May 1?

- Please! - Thank you.

This little toy will interest you very much, inspector.

Watch it!

You shouldn't have revealed my little secret, Mr. Holmes.

Oh!

Whiskey in the handle of a walking stick.

It helps to take a small drink when it's chilly in London. Mr. Holmes?

Thanks, I never drink before 6 o'clock.

Would the inspector like one?

No, not on duty.

Mr. Watson?

No, thanks.

And I'm not the least chilly today.

Pity.

It's a real shame that england is losing such a valuable piece.

Anything more that I can do for you?

No, thank you, professor.

But we shall need you very soon.

To examine an object of archaeological interest, I presume?

Not exactly.

Scotland yard has arrested a gang of thieves who specialize in art objects.

Oh... interesting.

Indeed.

The trial will be very interesting.

Especially for you, professor.

I'm sure you will take a prominent part in the proceedings, professor.

You can always rely on my good will, inspector.

Insofar as my preoccupations permit.

Good day, gentlemen.

The professor still cannot seem to separate from the necklace.

He will have to do without it in prison, my dear Watson.

By the way, have you read the times today?

Jack the ripper has killed again.

Huh?

Come, come! This is our concern.