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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.

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.

The theft of the diamond
that very night

split the happy couple asunder.

One year later, Franklin set out
to win back Rachel's heart

by unmasking the thief
once and for all,

only to learn from Rachel's own lips
that the thief was he himself.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]
Mr Blake?

Franklin?
[FRANKLIN COUGHS]

Coming.

Good God, sir!

Look at the state that you are in!

Good morning.

I tell you plainly,

if I could've foreseen the price to
be paid for telling the truth,

I would have
willingly kept you in the dark.

You have seen Rachel?

She's in the care of my wife
and my daughters.

She was in no fit state
to return home last night alone.

But is she...? She is now preparing

to go to the continent
within the next fortnight

in an attempt to put all this
business behind her.

Oh, no, Franklin... please,
don't despair.

I am accused of theft by the woman
I love.

And though I know myself to be innocent,
all the evidence points against me.

How can I not despair?

We cannot blame Rachel
for thinking you to be guilty.

She has the evidence
of her own senses,

backed by circumstances that appear
to tell dead against you.

I know I slept through the night,
Rachel knows I took the diamond.

The two things cannot both
have happened.

Well, maybe they can.

I mean, is it possible that you
drank more than usual that night?

Is it a possibility
that you took the moonstone

when you were drunk,
and forgotten you'd done so?

No, none whatsoever.

I can prove beyond doubt
I was out cold the whole night.

You have had something else besides
an excellent night's rest, sir.

You had a sleeping draught
before you went to bed.

Well, why did you not tell me this
before?!

This changes everything!

How? The stain on my nightgown
still speaks against me.

Rachel said she saw me,
and Rachel would not lie.

Yes, but she may have been mistaken.

Well, who's to say that the
nightgown wore that night

was not worn by someone else?

Someone whom Rachel thought was you!

If you were asleep all night,
you could not possibly have done it.

We need a statement
from this doctor,

confessing that he gave you
a sleeping draught.

This will preserve your character
in Rachel's mind

and prove that you have been
wronged.

I have telegraphed ahead
to Betteredge

to ensure the doctor will be
waiting for us in the house.

Answer me this, Mr Franklin,
do you believe

the moonstone to be the bottom of
all this mischief, or is it not?

It is, of course.
And what do you think happened

to the moonstone when it went
to London?

It was pledged to Mr Luker.

Yes. And we know that it was not
you who pledged it.

Do we know who did? No.

Where do you think
the moonstone is now?

It is deposited in the keeping
of Mr Luker's bankers.

And for how long a term do you think
such a loan is usually pledged?

A year?

And when will that year be up?

In only a few weeks' time. Exactly!

I propose setting a watch
on the bank

to see to whom Mr Luker
restores that jewel.

Because that person,
you may be sure of it,

is the person entirely responsible

for the position
you now find yourself in!

Welcome, sirs. Who is ill?
Betteredge, is the doctor here?

Straight through.
But I should inform you...

After, Betteredge. All in good time.

Thank you, Betteredge.

Dr Candy!

Good evening, sir. Dr Ezra Jennings.

I asked for Dr Candy.

Now what?
We are back to the beginning.

Your Dr Candy has twice been
my undoing.

First in him slipping me
the sleeping draught,

secondly in his untimely passing.

I would that you could forgive him.

Dr Candy, may he rest in peace,
is beyond reach of my resentment,

but I can neither forgive
nor forget.

He was trying to help you.

He had no cause to know
how events turned out.

Why do you defend his folly?

Dr Candy took me into his employment

under circumstances which made me
his debtor for life.

He was a good man!

This was a rare error of judgment.

I will not have it stain
his reputation!

Gentlemen, good day.

Wait!

Put your signature to this document

with a declaration saying you were
in Candy's confidence.

This is false statement
and misrepresentation.

I cannot allow it! And that
the sleeping draught he gave me

kept me unconscious
the night of the theft.

But the draught he gave you
would not have had that effect, sir.

Laudanum does not work
in that manner.

Laudanum? He gave me Laudanum?

Opiates do not guarantee sleep
or rest.

And, in fact, the opposite. Explain.

Well, there is often a period
of agitation and activity,

later forgotten once the sedative
effect of the drug takes hold.

I could not put my name
to a document stating

that you were unconscious all night,
sir. I-I'm sorry, sir.

Wait! So if I understand
you correctly,

you are suggesting that I... I may
not have fallen straight asleep.

Is it beyond the realm of
possibility

that in this early state
of agitation,

I might've taken the diamond,
disposed of it somewhere

and forgotten I'd done so
by the time I woke?

Er... it is possible.

Then I-I need to retrieve my memory
of what happened that night!

How can I stimulate it?

I need to remember what I did,
if indeed I did wake!

Is there a way?

You know one. I see you do. Tell me!

The only method I know

would put your physical
and mental health at risk,

and possibly your life.

My life is of no worth to me.
What must I do?

You must needs take laudanum again.

Perchance, like the inebriate

who cannot remember his route home
till next he takes a drink,

you may find yourself reliving
your last experience of opium

and retrieve the memory
that you have lost.

Now, wait, sir.
This is dangerous nonsense!

Dangerous, sir, yes. Nonsense, no.

I'll try this experiment.
Well, it's not that simple.

You would have to almost exactly
produce the physiological conditions

as they were in you last year,
and the external stimuli.

You will help me.

I will engage your services to see
me through this re-enactment.

Dr Candy did me harm.
He broke his Hippocratic oath!

I'm giving you the chance
to right his wrong!

I will both forgive and forget
what he did if you help me.

I will need you to sign a statement.

Sir, a word with you in private!

Franklin, this is mischief!

This is a piece of trickery

akin to mesmerism and clairvoyance
and the like.

It raises hopes
which may never be realised.

It is the only hope I have left.

What about the alternative
that I proposed to you on the train?

No. No, it obliges us to wait.

A fortnight? Is that really so long?

It is too late.

In a fortnight, Rachel will have
left the country.

What do you hope to prove
with this re-enactment? Nothing!

Except that perhaps you really are
the thief of the diamond.

It will prove, I hope,
that if I was the thief,

I took it unknowingly.

Or better yet, it may show
what I did with the diamond next.

What if the diamond is not
in London?

What if... what if it is here, under
this very roof, and has been all along?

Sir, this is dangerous
and ill-advised.

I forbid it.

Well, you have neither the power
nor the right to do so.

We shall see.

You can clear the glasses,
Betteredge.

We won't be needing any more.

Now that we are free of naysayers,
what do you say to my proposition?

I would need you to sign a statement

saying you're fully aware of
the risks involved in such an act.

Of course.

Before you entrust yourself in me,
I owe you a confession.

We have more in common
than you know, you and I.

At the outset of my career in this
country, vile slander struck me down

and I was incapable, perfectly
incapable of proving my innocence.

How do you live under the shadow
of such false accusation?

It has taken its toll on my health,

as I dare to hope you may
understand.

I now suffer from an incurable
internal complaint.

I'm forced to medicate myself,
and in doing so, I...

..I have become addicted to that
which will be my undoing.

What is it?

Laudanum.

It is the one effective palliative
for my condition.

To its own... own potent mercy,
I have become indebted and enslaved.

I need to make sure
you fully understand the risks

of the experiment before we proceed.

Is the diamond worth the price of
your health and sanity?

Miss Rachel's bedroom is to be
restored, and also the landing.

I wish to know whether or not
I may wash my hands of...

I will call the scullery maid
to bring some water.

..of certain responsibilities.

As to Miss Verinder's bedroom,
to begin with.

When we took up the carpet
last year, Mr Blake,

we found a surprising quantity
of pins.

Am I responsible
for putting back the pins?

Certainly not.

As to your bedroom, sir...

..I want to know who is responsible

for keeping it in a perpetual state
of litter,

no matter how often it may be set
right?

Your trousers here,
your towels there.

Your French novels everywhere.

I say, who is responsible

for untidying the tidiness
of your room, sir?

Yourself, or me?

I will take that responsibility
entirely upon myself, Betteredge.

You have done a number of foolish
things in your life, Mr Franklin.

But this tops them all.

We need to ascertain your psychologica
state this time last year

if we're to recreate it
as precisely as we can.

Absolutely. I believe this time
last year,

you were suffering from nervous
irritation and sleeping wretchedly.

Can you assign any cause for that?

Indeed I can.

Smoking.

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 gave up that very day.

Put that out, sir.
You must cast out the habit

with the suddenness
that you did last year.

Did you have any special reason
for feeling anxiety

about the diamond
this time last year?

I had the strongest feelings
of anxiety about it.

I knew it to be the object
of a conspiracy.

And was the safety of the diamond
the subject of conversation

between you and any other person

immediately before you returned
to rest on the birthday night?

It was the only subject
of conversation.

From what you've told me of
the moonstone tonight, Mr 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.

It is possible
that in the experiment,

we may prove not just
your innocence,

but recover the diamond, as well.

How can he still insist on
his innocence?

How can he persist with
such ludicrous denials?!

He's like a man possessed!

He's driven by a laudanum addict

whose reputation's besmirched
with scandal.

Surely it is dangerous to experiment

with the subconscious mind
in this way.

He's risking his life.

Why would he do that?

He must indeed be convinced
of his own innocence.

Madam, one word from you can put
a stop to this dangerous experiment

and save Franklin Blake
from himself.

I am due to travel within days. When
does he intend to carry this out?

Tomorrow night, I believe.

[YELLING]

Dr Jennings!

[YELLING]

Ezra!

[DR JENNINGS GASPS FOR BREATH]

It shatters the nervous system!
It... it seduces the mind!

It destroys even the strongest
with its embrace!

Are you sure you wish to proceed?!

Mr Blake. I hope you have not come to
stop me, because I will not listen.

Well, against my better judgment
and that of Sergeant Cuff,

Rachel has consented to go through
with this charade, on one condition.

That I remain present throughout
the re-enactment as a witness.

Be my guest.

If I can convince you, who is so
strongly against the experiment,

it places its result beyond
the possibility of dispute.

Then we can proceed tonight.

Tonight?
Tonight is Miss Verinder's birthday

and the very night to the year
that the diamond was stolen.

My luggage is at the back door,
Betteredge. Would you mind?

She will not regret this. Hm.

Sir, a word in private.

The devil be damned, it can't be!

Happy birthday!

May I introduce you to Dr Jennings,

the assistant to the late Dr Candy,

who Mr Blake has enlisted
for this...

I was afraid I might not bear the
sight of the house, after what

happened last year. And without
my dearest mother by my side.

Now, we can stop this dangerous and
foolish experiment of Mr Blake's.

Not at all.

I'm here to witness what happens
here this evening, not to stop it.

If Franklin is mad enough to take
such a risk to clear his name,

then I am mad enough to hope...

I wish my presence here
to be kept a secret

until the experiment has been tried.

Dr Jennings, how afraid I am of
what your re-enactment may reveal.

Where is he now? What is he doing?

Preparing for this evening.

Everything has been recreated
down to the last detail.

He will dine at the same table,

on the same menu as you did
on your birthday last year.

ECHOES: How strange.
The place will be full of ghosts.

?20,000?! It is indeed exquisite.

By the light of the harvest moon!

Donate me your diamond.
To do what with?!

To burn it, of course.

[SHE LAUGHS]

I'm no clairvoyant, Mr Blake,

but your future will be short,
as long as you hold on to this gem.

The moonstone is of
an estimable value in India.

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

Resisting the draw of the tobacco,
Mr Franklin?

I have nursed him to a state of
sensitiveness,

produced by deprivation of sleep

and a sudden cessation
in the habit of smoking.

Now, what we hope is that the
diamond will invade his subconscious

as fiercely as it did last year.

Oh, what devil...! High-cast...
That heathen parade!

Are there thieves in the house?

[OVERLAPPING DIALOGUE]

The moonstone, it's gone!

[BELL RINGS]

We must prepare the dose.

I must have a hand in it.

Not that I mistrust you.

I-I shall risk increasing the dose

of 25 minims to 40.

On this occasion, Mr Blake
is aware that he is taking laudanum.

It is the equivalent,
physiologically-speaking,

to his having a certain capacity
in him to resist the effects.

Are you sure it will do no harm?

Franklin is well aware
of the risks involved.

You... you must place this

where you put the moonstone
last year, and then wait.

It all happened that way
on my birthday night.

It must all happen again
in the same way, mustn't it?

It is time.

If we do succeed tonight...
and retrieve the diamond,

but we send it to Amsterdam
to have it cut up and destroyed...

..and if it is cut up, well...

..will the curse be...?

[CONSTANT TICKING]

[FRANKLIN GASPS FOR BREATH]

That cursed jewel!

I should never have let her have it!

The doubt about the safety
of the diamond

is the dominant impression in...
in the brain!

See... see how the pupils contract!

The opium has taken hold.

The sedative influence
has taken hold.

The experiment is at an end.

He can sleep here.

He will probably remain unconscious
for the next six or seven hours.

Dr Jennings, I must beg your pardon
for doubting you.

Having proved that Franklin Blake
did take the diamond,

unwittingly
and under the influence of opium,

you have nonetheless done him
an inestimable service.

The first object of your experiment

has indeed been successful,
Dr Jennings,

and, for that, I thank you.

However...

..had Franklin led us
to the moonstone,

had he insensible hidden it
somewhere in the house,

I would've known he did not take
the diamond for mercenary gain.

But the sedative influence took hold
too soon and we have proved nothing.

Did he hide it? Did he drop it?

Was it found?
And if so, who found it?

Until we know who took the diamond
to London,

the sergeant's allegations
still hang over me.

The trust that Franklin and I
once shared

remains... irreparably... broken

until we know what really happened.

Goodbye, sir. I shall head to
the continent on Monday as planned.

I beg you, do not tell Franklin
I was here.

Franklin?

Franklin?

I thought I dreamed.

Was Rachel here?

We... we... we have reason
both to rejoice over success

and to lament over failure.

You took the diamond,
just as Rachel said she saw you do.

Unfortunately, the sedative effect
took hold sooner than we'd hoped.

You dropped the diamond
on the floor.

No. No, I didn't.

I'm afraid you did, sir.

I... I left Rachel's room

and I met someone in the corridor.

That is not what happened.

You dropped the jewel, sir.

Three of us witnessed it.

No, no. No, last year, man. I'm talking
about last year, not last night.

The experiment must've awoken
the memory, as you predicted.

I gave the diamond to someone
in the corridor.

They... they offered to help me.

They said they would take
the diamond to the bank

to keep it safe for me.

Who... who was it?

It must've been somebody
in the house this time last year.

Then we're back where we started!

I... I remember Rachel.

Why do I remember Rachel being here?

Can it be I gave her the diamond?

No, no. That cannot be.

The laudanum lies.

Your theory, Dr Jennings,

is that Franklin hid the moonstone
somewhere.

Franklin now believes that he gave
the moonstone to someone.

We also have the theory that the
moonstone is, in fact, in possession

of Mr Luker's bankers in London.

Now, we won't contest which of those
theories is correct.

The only which one is in the right
place to be put to the test.

In a few days' time, Luker must
claim that jewel

from his bank as himself,

as it was deposited in his name.

Now, as we speak,
I've asked Sergeant Cuff

to prepare to set a watch on him
at the bank.

But in a few days,
Miss Rachel will be gone.

Then I prove my innocence
and I follow her.

I would travel further than the
continent to win back Rachel's heart,

but to do so, I must do more
than just retrieve the diamond.

Trust between us can only grow again
if I find out

who took the diamond to London
and pledged it to Mr Luker,

thus... thus proving both
my innocence and hers.

Patience, Franklin, patience.

I am aware that you are in pursuit
of something

far more precious than a jewel,
but hear me out.

Luker will not dare to leave
the bank with the jewel.

Remember, the guardians also wait
to redeem their gem,

and he has suffered
at their hands already.

No. I'm acting on the chance

that the person who pledged
that jewel to Luker

must now await for him into the bank
in order to redeem it.

That being the case,
we may lay our hands on him!

If we succeed, we clear up
the mystery

exactly the point
where it baffles us now.

Sir, a message for you.

Just in time, sirs.

Mr Luker was seen two hours ago

leaving his house in Lambeth
in a cab.

He was accompanied by two men

who my men say were police officers
in plain clothes.

Now, if Mr Luker's
dread of the guardians

is at the bottom of this precaution,
the inference is plain enough.

He's going to take the diamond
out of the bank.

Have you seen Luker?

I saw him an hour since,
going to an office down there.

Well, has he come out again yet?
No, but we must on our mettle.

The stout man, the man
in the grey hat and the sailor.

Any one of these has the potential
to receive the diamond.

We must be ready to follow
any of them.

Whoever takes the jewel
from Mr Luker

is likely to be an intermediary

and will pass it on to our thief.

Now, the guardians have their spies
somewhere

and I think it is that sailor.

Here he is now! If he passes the
jewel to anyone, he will do it now.

We... we can't degrade ourselves
by following them.

I shall take the stout man,
you take the man in the grey hat.

Ezra can take the sailor.

Keep an eye on Septimus Luker.

We may have made a mistake and the
diamond is still in his possession.

Rachel! It... it... it cannot be.

She left the country yesterday.

So she gave us to believe.

You are to follow the sailor.

Then you must follow her.

The man in the grey hat has spent
30 years in service to the chemist.

He was here at the bank to deposit
money into his master's account.

He knows no more about the moonstone
than the babe unborn!

The gentleman I pursued
turned out to be

a respectable master ironmonger
in Eastcheap.

I have failed you all
and I have failed myself.

I believe we should pursue the
case no further. Why? What

- on earth's the matter, sir?
- There was a... a young lady.

Luker spoke to her,
something was passed between them.

I could not see her face, but
she had unmistakably the poise of...

Are you saying you suspect
Miss Rachel after all?

But that is not possible, sir!

She left for the continent yesterday
on the Aurora!

No, sir. The departure has been
delayed because of an incident.

The docks are in chaos.

The Aurora will not set sail
till tomorrow afternoon.

Where did the young lady
you followed go?

I am the worst amateur detective
that ever tried hands at the trade.

I'm afraid I lost sight of her.

I'm ending the inquiry.

Thank you for your services, sir,
you are dismissed.

No, no, no, no, no, wait!

What of Dr Jennings and the sailor?

Let us wait until we have news
from him before we take any action.

I will make a surprise visit
to Miss Verinder.

It may be we can clear her name
immediately.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Have you found her?

She has not been seen since she left
home this afternoon on charity work.

Her maid was unable,
or perhaps unwilling,

to let me know where she is.

Well, perhaps you and Miss Clack
have been right all along, Sergeant.

I do not think that way any more.

I wrongly suspected Rachel
last year.

I may be suspecting
the wrong person now.

But wait to open this, Mr Blake,
till you are at the truth,

and compare the name
of the guilty person

with the name I've written
on this note.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Thank you.

This is Ezra's hand.

READS: I think I have tracked down
the diamond.

I am sure that also in pursuit
are the guardians.

They followed the same
Hackney carriage I did

down to the docks from
Lombard Street to Tower Wharf,

only to discover that the departure
of the Aurora

was delayed until tomorrow afternoon

and that her destination
had changed to Holland.

Amsterdam is where Murthwaite
advised us to get the diamond cut!

EZRA: I am now at
the Wheel of Fortune lodging house.

Our thief and the diamond are safe,
awaiting to sail tomorrow.

Sirs, I am happy to see you.
I kept close watch.

Our thief is safe
upstairs in Room 10.

With the diamond!

Rachel! Rachel!

Sir! Stand back, sir!

Together now. One, two, three!

He's dead.
We need to get the police.

I shall go. Look!

READS: Deposited with Messrs Bush
by Septimus Luker,

a valuable of great price.

To be only given up on the
personal application of Mr Luker.

[GUST OF WIND]

There's a passage.
It's a priest's hole.

Seems the guardians have finally
recovered their jewel.

Look at the paper.
The paper I wrote on earlier.

That cannot be. It is.

Godfrey! Good God!

My cousin!

Murdered!

Dr Jennings is with the coroner now.

He... he believes
Godfrey was smothered.

It is little comfort, but
he will not have felt pain.

I know his crime does not warrant
such a shocking and murderous end,

but the truth remains, Rachel,
Godfrey was the thief.

It was Godfrey
who stole your diamond.

There is some mistake!

This makes no sense!

If he had the diamond, why would
he seek to marry me for my money?

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Madam, your carriage awaits.

How do we know
Godfrey was not framed?

Where is the proof?
Where is the witness?

There is no question but Luker
was involved.

This being now a murder case,
if he wishes to escape prosecution,

he must needs explain himself.

Madam, if we are to catch our boat,
we must away.

Rachel! Penelope, tell the driver
there has been a change of plan.

Come, we shall go together
to this moneylender... now.

I was more than surprised

when Mr Godfrey Ablewhite produced
the moonstone.

In my experience, no such diamond

was in the possession
of any private person in Europe.

Well, Mr Luker?

I have a debt to pay to a gentleman
for who I'm a trustee tomorrow.

Can you help or not? I need to know!

'My estimate, allowing for the flaw
in the stone, was ?20,000.'

How did you come by this?

'Tis a family heirloom.

Come, Mr Ablewhite, that won't do.

My cousin inherited it.

But is too afraid to have it
in the house.

We concocted a little plan to
pretend it stolen to keep it safe.

Please...! I cannot do business
involving such large sums.

And risks to myself.

If I cannot trust my client...

'And then, in his desperation,

'he came out with a new and amended
version of the affair.'

[APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS]

Take it to the bank.

It is safe there.

It is not safe here.

I cannot take it.

My... my head is like lead

and I cannot feel my feet
beneath me.

When morning came,
your language and conduct

showed that you were
absolutely ignorant

of what you had said and done
overnight.

And yours, you were resolved
to say nothing on your side.

The moonstone belonged to
Godfrey Ablewhite,

for him to do with as he pleased.

Thus I persuaded him

to pawn the diamond
for well below its value

by threatening to tell of its theft
if he took it elsewhere.

Good business thrives
on the back of crooked men.

Hm.

The money from Mr Luker here
serviced Godfrey's immediate debts,

but, of course, the moonstone
was worth so much more.

That is why he had to continue
fortune-hunting

in order to redeem the diamond
and realise its full value.

Which is why he sought out
your poor late mother's will

and proposed to you
with mercenary alacrity.

How did he eventually raise
the money to redeem the pledge?

I had word today of the unexpected
death of a lady

whose estate listed
a certain Mr Ablewhite

as the principal beneficiary.

You... you cannot mean...

If he wasn't already murdered,
we'd be hanging him for this.

[SHE SOBS]

Rachel, I am so sorry
you've been dragged back into this.

No, Franklin, it is I
who owe you an apology.

You have been most unfairly wronged.
Please forgive me.

I fear I can never make amends for
what I have caused you to suffer.

Oh, but you can.

One word will release me
from the agony of last year.

Rachel Verinder,

will you do me the honour
of being my wife?

Yes.

Well, if it isn't
Mr and Mrs Franklin Blake!

[THEY LAUGH]

And what became of the moonstone?

The three guardians
carried it back to India on a ship.

At the ceremony that followed their
arrival, a curtain was drawn aside

and the Shrine of Vishnu
was disclosed to view...

CHILD: And the Shrine of Vishnu
was disclosed to view.

There in the forehead of the deity
gleams the yellow diamond,

whose splendour
had last shone in England.

Finally, the moonstone
looked forth once more

over the walls of the sacred city

in which its story first began.

[APPLAUSE]

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