Come On, Boy!
Mr. Bobster.
How Pleasant To See You.
Here We Are, Mr. Bobster.
Your Favorite.
Aah!
Mr. Bobster,
Are You All Right, Sir?
Oh!
Aah!
It Was A Cold, Snowy Day In Early December.
Lack Of Funds.
Had Forced My Old School To Close.
I Was Being Sent To A New One,
In The Middle Of Term.
I Was Accustomed.
To The Open, Relaxed Expanse.
Of The Country.
Now I Was In The Heart Of London,
At The Height Of The Victorian Era.
The Streets Were Teeming.
With Every Actmty Imaginable.
I Was Very Taken By What I Saw.
As I Stepped Through My Carriage,
The Sight Of My New School.
Filled Me With Fear And Apprehension.
Yet, I Was Swept With A Wave Of Curiosity.
However, Nothing Could Prepare Me.
For The Extraordinary Adventure That Lay Ahead.
Or The Extraordinary Indmdual.
Who Would Change My Life.
There You Are, Sir.
Stop!
Isn't It Valuable?
What's More Important,
Its Value Or My Sanity?
I Should've Mastered The Damn Thing By Now.
How Long Have You Been Playing?
Three Days.
Well, Perhaps You Should Be Patient.
You're The New Boy.
Yes, I Transferred From Another School.
My Name's... Wait!
Let Me.
Your Name Is James Watson
From The North Of England.
Your Father Is A Doctor.
You Spend A Considerable Amount
Of Leisure Time Writing.
And You Have A Particular Fondness
For Custard Tarts.
Am I Correct?
My Name Isn't James, It's John.
Oh, James, John,
What's The Difference?
A Great Deal.
Oh, Very Well, So... Your Name Is John.
How Did I Do On The Others?
You Were Correct...
On Every Count.
How Is It Done?
Is It Some Sort Of Magic Trick?
No Magic, Watson.
Pure And Simple Deduction.
The Name Tag On Your Mattress
Reads J. Watson.
I Selected The Most Common Name
That Begins With J.
James, Or John... That Would Be My Second Choice.
Of Course.
Your Style Of Shoes
Are Not Made In The City.
I've Only Encountered Them Once Before
During A Visit To North England.
The Middle Finger Of Your Left Hand
Has A Callus,
A Writer's Trademark.
And You Were Carrying
The Hunter's Encyclopedia Of Disease,
A Handbook Not Available To The General Public,
Only To Practicing Physicians.
Since Someone Of Your Age
Obviously Hasn't Been To Medical School,
I Concluded That It Was Given To You
By An Older Person...
Someone Very Dear To You
Who Was Concerned For Your Health...
Your Father, The Doctor.
And The Custard Tarts?
Simple!
There's A Distinct Stain
Of Yellow Custard On Your Lapel.
That Particular Color Of Custard
Is Used In Making Custard Tarts.
Well, Your Shape Convinced Me
That You've Eaten Many Of Them Before.
There's No Need To Be Rude.
Come. We Haven't Got All Day.
Why? Where Are We Going?
You Wouldn't Want To Miss Chemistry Class,
Would You?
By The Way, What's Your Name?
Holmes.
Sherlock Holmes.
The Deductive Mind Never Rests, Watson.
It's Not Unlike A Finely Tuned Musical Instrument,
It Demands Attention, Practice.
How Does One Go About
Fine Tuning A Mind?
Problems Of Logic,
Mathematical Equations, Riddles.
For Example, Watson...
You're Seated In A Room With An Old Southern View.
Suddenly, A Bear Walks By The Window.
What Color Is The Bear?
Red!
The Bear Is Red.
Well, How Could The Bear Be Red?
The Southern Sun Is Very Hot.
The Bear Would Be Burned.
Ha Ha! That Is The Most Absurd Answer
I've Ever Heard.
To Successfully Conclude The E-Experiment,
Uh... The E-E-Experiment,
E-E-E-Experiment...
To... To Reiterate,
Experiment 14.
Th-Th-Throw A Small Piece Of Potassium
Onto Some Wa-T-Ter.
Li-Liquid Will Be Rapidly Decom-Composed,
And So Violent Will Be The Action,
That A Large Amount Of Light...
Thank You.
He's Particularly Boring Today.
The Reduction Of Potassi...
Uh, Uh, Of Potassi...
Which Will Be Dissolved...
That Was A Girl.
Brilliant Deduction, Watson.
Who Is She? What's She Doing In A Boy's School?
Her Name's Elizabeth.
Following The Death Of Her Parents A Few Years Ago,
She Came To Live On School Grounds With Her Uncle.
A Retired Brompton Schoolmaster.
And S-S-Such Is M-Modified By St-St...
Elizabeth Was Just Admiring My New Timepiece.
Would You Like To See?
Hmm... Very Interesting.
All Stylish Gentlemen Are Wearing Them.
Expensive?
I Bought It In Bond Street.
I Find That Highly Unlikely.
I Beg Your Pardon!
Had You Taken A Moment To Examine The Face,
You'd Have Discovered It's French.
Yet According To This Inscription,
The Exterior Was Manufactured In Switzerland.
Yes, My Suspicion Was Correct.
The Works Are Obviously Italian In Origin.
Congratulations, Dudley.
Your Stylish Timepiece Is A Fraud.
Keep Your Opinions To Yourself, Holmes.
I Look Forward
To Resuming Our Conversation...
When There's A Little More Privacy.
Why Did You Do That?
Dudley's A Pompous Ass.
He's Very Sweet.
Oh, Really?
Is That Why You Were Standing Close To Him,
Flirting With Him,
Letting Him Dribble All Over Your Hand?
Do I Detect A Sense Of Jealousy?
Sherlock Holmes, Jealous?
My Dear, That Word Does Not Enter My Vocabulary.
Neither Does Punctuality.
Oh, I See.
You're Angry Because I'm Late.
As Usual.
[Jingling]
I'm Sorry, But I Can Explain.
You Had Something More Important.
How Can You Say That?
I Was...
Forgive Me.
[Thud]
Elizabeth,
Let Me Introduce You To My New Friend...
The Honorable, But Clumsy Watson.
The, Uh, Ladder's A Bit Wobbly.
Hello.
[Jingling]
Elizabeth!
Holmes!
I Think I've Solved All Of The Problems!
Who's That?
My Uncle.
Rupert T. Waxflatter,
Retired Schoolmaster.
Degrees In Chemistry And Biology,
Well-Versed In Philosophy, Mathematics,
And Physics.
Author Of 27 Books.
Incredible!
Most People Think He's A Lunatic.
Why?
Ha Ha Ha!
Ha Ha!
Oh, My God.
Very Hopeful Sign.
Hmm...
Very Hopeful.
Let Me See,
That Makes Six... Six Failed Attempts!
Nevertheless, We Shall Not Be Defeated.
We Shall Conquer.
I Have Made Up My Mind.
The Concept Of Flight
Is Well Within My Grasp.
He's Done This Six Times?
I Live Here With Uncle.
After He Retired,
The School Gave Him The Attic
As A Work Place.
It's Incredible!
I've Spent Many Happy Hours Here.
He's Taught Me More
Than 10 Schoolmasters Put Together.
[Arf]
Uncas, Say Hello To Watson.
Say Hello, Uncas.
Say Hello.
Watson, He's Not A Parrot.
Found The Weakness, Sir?
I Constructed The Wings Out Of An Inferior Material.
I Shall Have To Rebuild The Entire Machine.
The Entire Machine?
Won't That Be Difficult?
Elementary, My Dear Holmes,
Elementary.
[Knock On Window]
[Arf]
Oh.
You'll Have To Excuse Me.
Come On, Come On, Come On!
I've Got It, Holmes.
The Bear Is Black.
What's That, Old Chap?
The Bear In The Riddle.
It's A Black Bear.
Wrong Again, Watson.
I'd Appreciate It If You Wouldn't Disturb Me
When I'm Trying To Concentrate On The Lesson.
Are You All Right, Benson?
I Think I've Sprained My Ankle, Sir.
Mrs. Dribb, Will You Attend To Him?
Gentlemen, We Cannot Permit Ourselves
Lapses In Concentration.
We Must Work On Technique,
Rhythm, And On Balance.
No Better Pupil To Help Me Illustrate Proper Form And Technique
Than Holmes.
Study Our Stance,
Our Movements,
And Our Style.
En Garde.
Touche.
My Game, Holmes.
Now, Gentlemen,
Mr. Holmes Lost
Because Of One Important Factor...
His Emotions Took Over.
He Ignored Discipline.
Never Replace Discipline With Emotion.
Well Played, Holmes.
Per Christum Dominum Nostrum,
Amen.
Amen. Amen.
I Want To Enlist In The Army...
A General.
Generals Don't Make Any Money.
I Would Like To Be An Author.
Authors Don't Make Money.
I Want To Be A Barrister.
Barristers Make Money.
I Want To Be A Doctor.
Nobody Asked You.
Sorry.
Holmes, What About You?
What Do You Want To Be When You Grow Up?
I Never Want To Be Alone.
[Jingling]
[Whimpers]
[Jingling]
[Whimpers]
Uncas!
[Arf Arf]
Uncas!
Uncas,
Why Did You Do That?
You Left Me All Alone.
[Jingling]
Hello. Is Anybody There?
Aah.
Help!
Aah! Aah!
Aah!
Get Out Of The Way!
Holmes Is Going To Solve The Crime!
Holmes Is Going To Solve The Crime.
What Did He Say?
Holmes Is Going To Solve The Crime.
It Was The Beginning Of My Second Week.
At Brompton.
With Each Passing Day,
My Fascination With Sherlock Holmes.
And His World.
Continued To Grow.
On This Occasion,
The Entire School Was Bursting With Excitement.
Dudley Had Challenged Homes.
To A Test Of Ingenuity,
Skill, And Perception.
Dudley Had Snatched The School's Fencing Trophy.
And Hidden It In A Secret Place.
He Gave Holmes 60 Minutes.
To Find The Trophy.
Holmes Accepted The Challenge With Confidence.
The Game Is Afoot!
Hooray!
Good Luck, Holmes!
Good Luck!
This Is Truly Despicable.
Imagine A Cultured Student Acting Like A Chimpanzee.
Oh, He's Just Having A Bit Of Fun.
I'm Sure That You Can Still Remember What Fun Was.
Besides, This Holmes Boy
Is Too Precocious, Too Egotistical
For His Own Good.
Ha Ha Ha!
He'll Never Find That Trophy.
I'll Wager A Guinea He Does.
Done.
Aah!
Oh!
Excuse Me.
Holmes, You've Only Got One Minute.
Holmes...
You've Only Got One Minute.
I Heard You The First Time.
I'm Trying To Concentrate.
[Clock Chimes]
Only Seconds Left, Holmes.
I Assume You're Gmng Up.
Never Assume Anything,
My Good Fellow.
Holmes, I See No Sign Of A Trophy.
But I Do.
Stop!
Have You Gone Mad?
This Is Antique!
It Was A Wonderful, Heroic Moment For Holmes.
But Little Could He Know.
That His Amazing Powers And Talents.
Would Soon Be Put To A Much Greater Test...
A Test Of Terrifying And Deadly Proportions.
I Came Through The Skylight In The Kitchen.
Anyway, It Was Then That I Noticed
The Particles Beneath The Oven...
Particles Of Freshly Baked Ceramic.
Quite Odd For A Kitchen
Used To Prepare Student Meals.
So The Clue...
Red And Green Paint, Ceramic.
As I Pondered The Question,
I Kicked The Remaining Snow From My Shoe.
As The Snow Crumbled, My Shoe Was Revealed.
The Image Struck A Chord.
You Heard Music?
Watson, You're A Fool!
I'm Talking About A Parallel... A Parallel
Between My Foot Encased In Snow
And The Trophy Encased In Ceramic...
A Jar, A Vase.
Painted With Red And Green Paint.
Exactly, Watson!
Holmes!
This Time, I've Definitely Solved The Problem!
He's Going To Fly Again.
Ta-Ta.
Mr. Lestrade?
Holmes.
Oh.
It's Been A Long Time.
Three, Four Days Since Your Last Visit?
This Will Only Take A Minute.
There Are No Murder Reports For You To Study,
No Casebooks You Haven't Read.
I'm Not Here For Research.
I Believe I'm Onto Something.
Oh, Not Again!
This Time I'm Certain Of It.
Really. Just Like Last Month,
When You Were Convinced The French Ambassador
Embezzled ££300,000 From The Bank Of England.
I Was Close.
It Was The Russian Ambassador.
Oh, Holmes, Please.
I Don't Have Time
For Any More Of Your Playpen Crimes.
Just Have A Quick Look
At These.
A Suicide. A Carriage Accident.
I Suspect Foul Play.
Why?
The Two Incidents Are Completely Unrelated.
Wrong. Both Men Graduated
From The Same University In 1809.
Coincidence.
Neither Deaths Fit Their Personality.
According To The Paper, Bobster Was A Happy Man.
Content With Life, Career, His Family.
Why Would He Commit Suicide?
Didn't Even Leave A Note!
And Reverend Nesbitt Is Described By Friends
As Warm, Loving, Peaceful.
Yet, The Carriage Driver Insists
That He Was Crazed, Insane.
In A State Of Panic When He Ran Out Into The Street.
A Mere Fluctuation Of Character
Is Hardly Sufficient Evidence
To Begin An Investigation.
And If You Want My Advice,
You Keep Your Nose Out Of The Times.
And Into Your School Books.
I Appreciate Your Time, Mr. Lestrade.
I Suggest You Hold On To These.
If I Were A Detective,
Trapped In Here All Day,
Up To My Neck In Boring Paperwork,
I'd Do Everything In My Power
To Seek Out That One Case...
That One Investigation...
That Could Promote Me To Inspector.
Good Day, Holmes.
Holmes.
What Are You Doing?
Dudley Dropped This, Sir.
I'm Gmng It To Him.
I Beg Your Pardon?
What? Your Paper.
It Doesn't Belong To Me.
You Dropped It.
It Isn't Even My Handwriting.
L-L-Let Me!
These Are The Exam Answers.
Well, Holmes. It Appears We Have Finally Discovered
The Secret Of Your Intelligence.
But, Sir...
You Better Come With Me.
Fools. Their Age Has Turned Them To Granite.
They Refuse To Listen To Anyone But Themselves.
I Was Certain They Would Take
My Record Into Consideration.
They Did.
Unfortunately, It Did More Harm Than Good.
Seeing A Record Of That Quality Amounts To The Principle
That You've Been Cheating All Along.
That's Absurd.
Well, Holmes... You Were Caught
With The Examination Answers
In Front Of An Entire Classroom Of Students.
To Make Matters Worse,
The Answers Were In Your Own Handwriting!
An Excellent Job Of Forgery.
Who Would've Suspected Dudley
Could Put It Off?
I Can Prove My Innocence
If You Would Give Me Some Time.
The Board Quoted The School Motto At Least Five Times.
Honesty, Probity, And Diligence.
Exactly!
In Their Eyes,
You've Committed The Worst Crime Imaginable.
I'm Being Given The Worst Punishment Imaginable...
Expulsion.
I Promise... I Will Do Everything
Within My Power To Help You.
I'll Keep An Eye Out For This Dudley Fellow.
I'll Write A Sterling Recommendation
That Will Get You Into Any School In England.
I Appreciate That, Sir.
If There's Anything Else I Can Do...
Oh. Well, There Is One Thing.
Ah... One Last Duel.
Yes, Sir.
Holmes? You All Right?
Fine. It's Just A Small Cut.
I Lost Concentration For A Moment.
I Should've Removed My Ring.
I'm Sorry.
It Was An Unfair Distraction.
The Match Is Yours.
Let's Call It A Draw.
Come. Let Mrs. Dribb Look At That Wound.
Ah!
Ooh.
There We Are.
Thank You, Mrs. Dribb.
We're All Going To Miss You Around Here, Mr. Holmes.
Dudley Is Going To Pay Dearly For This.
Punch To The Jaw!
Jab To The Ribs!
Now, Now, Watson.
Revenge Is Sweetest When It's Served Up Cold.
Come.
Holmes!
Ha Ha Ha!
You Did This.
You're Responsible, Aren't You?
So That's Where I Dropped My Chemistry Experiment...
Into Your Tea.
Ha Ha Ha!
Don't Worry, Old Chap.
It Will Wear Off, Shortly.
You Should Be Back To Normal By Summertime.
Chestnuts!
Hot Chestnuts!
Chestnuts!
Ding-Dong, Ding-Dong.
Is Your Brother Expecting You?
I'll Break The News To Him When I Arrive.
Aah!
Get Them Off Me!
Get Them Off Me, Please!
No, Sir, No!
So This Is Good-Bye.
I Really Expected Us To Become Good Friends.
[Police Whistle]
What's Going On?
Sir! You Dropped This!
Eh Tar.
Just Seemed To Go Mad.
He Snatched Up A Knife And Stabbed Himself.
Eh Tar, Holmes.
Eh Tar.
Sir.
No.
Please, No.
Holmes!
I Might Have Known.
Mr. Lestrade, This Has Something To Do
With What We Talked...
Get These Two Schoolchildren Away From Here!
Mr. Lestrade, You Must Listen To Me.
Whoa!
Man That Is Born Of A Woman...
A Few Days Later,
They Buried Professor Waxflatter.
I Had Never Been To A Funeral Before,
Though, Unfortunately, I've Been To Many Since.
Holmes Could Not Publicly Attend The Funeral.
His Expulsion Prevented Such A Thing.
The Death Of His Mentor.
And Friend.
Had Taken Its Toll On Sherlock Holmes.
In My Entire Life,
I Have Only Seen Holmes Cry On Two Occasions.
Today Was The First.
No.
Uncle Didn't Kill Himself.
He Didn't?
Then What Happened?
He Was Murdered.
Holmes, What Are You Doing Here?
Excuse My Entrance.
I Had To Climb Up The Fire Escape.
I Can't Afford To Be Seen.
I Only Got Halfway To Mycroft's Home,
Something Gnawing At My Insides.
I Ordered The Driver To Turn Around.
I'm Going To Miss Him, Too, Elizabeth.
He Was Very Important To Me.
I'm So Glad You're Here.
I Had To Come Back.
Do You Really Believe Uncle Was Murdered?
I'm Certain Of It.
Come On Now, Holmes!
You Saw Waxflatter's Hand On The Knife.
You Heard The Shopkeeper's Story
It Was Obviously A Suicide.
Never Trust The Obvious, Watson.
There Are Too Many Puzzling Elements To All Of This...
Firstly, A Man Hurls Himself Out Of A Window.
Second, A Reverend Throws Himself Under A Carriage,
All For No Apparent Reason.
And Then Waxflatter Stabs Himself,
Which Seems Completely Unbelievable
To All Of Us.
And Why Should Waxflatter
Be Obsessed With Their Deaths?
He'd Save Those Newspaper Clippings.
And He Was Always Meeting That Odd Man.
Do You Remember Him?
That Man Attended The Funeral.
Do You Know His Name?
No. Whenever He Visited, Uncle Would Usher Me Out
To The Attic.
I Asked, But He'd Change The Subject.
In Some Way, That Man Is Connected To All Three Murders.
We Must Find Out Who He Is.
You've Both Been Reading Too Many Detective Novels.
This Is Not Fiction, Watson.
There's A Murderer On The Loose.
And I'll Find Him.
How?
I'll Live Here, Work Here...
If That's All Right With You?
Yes.
What If We're Found?
Only The Three Of Us Know That I'm Here.
Someone May See You Leaving
Or Coming In.
I'll Take My Chances.
But You'll Need Food, Supplies.
Me?
I Can't!
You Can Run Errands For Me,
Work As My Assistant.
I Might Get Caught.
And That Would Mean Trouble.
Trouble?
You'd Let Trouble
Ruin An Opportunity For Adventure.
I Can't Afford To Jeopardize
My Medical Career.
Weasel.
I'm Not A Weasel.
I Am... Practical.
Weasels Are Practical.
And I Imagined You Courageous... Stout Of Heart.
I Am Courageous.
And I'm Stout Of Heart.
It's Just That...
Oh, All Right. I'll Do It.
Thank You, Watson.
Uncle Would've Wanted You To Have This.
Oh, But I...
Please.
Put It On.
Ha Ha Ha!
Ha Ha Ha Ha.
On Second Thought, Take It Off.
It Looks Very Silly.
You Can't Wear Hats.
Ha Ha!
I Think It's Becoming.
You're Teasing.
No, Seriously.
Oh!
Ha Ha Ha!
The Following Day,
We Set Out To Try To Solve Waxflatter's Murder,
But We Had Very Little To Go On.
We Only Had Two Clues...
Waxflatter's Final Words, Eh Tar,.
And The Blowpipe That Was Dropped.
At The Scene Of His Death.
As We Walked Through The Marketplace,
It Occurred To Me.
That When The Cloaked Figure Ran Off,
I Had Heard A Peculiar Jingling,
A Jingling Sound Very Much Like.
The Sound I Heard In The Library.
On My First Day At Brompton.
Holmes Was Intrigued And We Decided.
To Visit The School Library.
Later That Night.
However, Our First Stop That Day.
Was At Engle's Curio Shop.
Nice.
How Very Nice.
Egyptian.
The Markings, The Design...
That's Egyptian Craftsmanship.
I've Only Seen This Particular Type Once Before.
Where?
On Jewelry, On Sculptures.
I Had It Here In The Shop.
Ah, But I Sold The Lot.
To Whom? An Egyptian.
Oh, Keeps Some Sort Of Tavern.
And His Name?
Let's See.
Ah.
You Promised To Purchase Something.
Watson, Buy Something.
Me?
I'm Short Of Funds Right Now.
Rubbish, You're Short Of Funds.
Watson, This Is No Time To Be A Penny Pincher.
That Address Could Lead Us To Our Killer.
How Much Do I Need To Spend?
Just Buy Anything.
[Coughing]
Why On Earth Did You Buy A Pipe?
It Looks Distinguished.
It's Perfectly Ridiculous.
You'll See.
I Shall Learn To Smoke It,
And Then You Can't Laugh.
You'll See...
[Coughing]
[Speaking Arabic]
What Can I Get For You Boys,
Drink, Food, Women?
Ha Ha Ha.
Do You Have Any Soup?
Watson, Please.
Are You The Owner
Of This Establishment?
Have You Ever Seen This, Before?
Rame Tep.
Rame Tep!
Is That The End Of The Song?
Where...
Where Did You Get This From?
I Happened Upon It.
Go! Take It Away!
Get Out Of Here!
Sir, It's Very Important.
Could You Tell Us Something About This?
[Speaking Arabic]
Now, Get Out Of My Tavern,
Or These Words Will Be The Last Words You Will Ever Hear.
Sir...
We're Leaving.
Right Up There, The Top Shelf.
That's Where I Heard The Sound.
Holmes, Please Hurry.
You Know What Happens When I'm Caught?
Incredible.
Holmes, Your Voice, Keep It Down.
Sorry, Watson.
My God, That Is Remarkable!
Holmes, Please!
Oh, God!
Oh, God, What Are My Chances Of Medical School...
That Quaint Little Office I've Always Dreamed Of?
Watson, Listen To This...
Holmes Went On To Explain.
That The Rame Tep Were A Fanatical Group.
Of Religious Followers Of Osiris,
The Egyptian God Of The Dead.
They Were Scorned By Society.
Because Of Their Distortion.
Of Traditional Religious Beliefs,
And Their Violent And Sadistic Rituals.
The Rame Tep Use A Blowpipe.
And Shoot A Thorn Into Their Chosen Victim.
The Thorn Is Dipped Into A Solution.
Made Up Of Various Plant And Root Extracts.
When The Solution Enters The Bloodstream,
It Causes The Victim.
To Experience Very Realistic,
Nightmare-Like Hallucinations.
But We Can Be Certain Of One Thing.
What's That?
The Murderer Is Still Here...
On School Grounds.
Dear, That's Sort Of A Rash Statement,
Considering That This Said Jingling Sound's Been Heard Only Once.
Twice.
Twice?
Remember A Few Nights Ago In The Courtyard?
Uncas Heard A Jingling Sound.
Like You Described.
He Took A Piece Of Clothing From Him.
Well, It Might Still Be Here!
We Must Search Every Inch.
We Must Find That Piece Of Clothing.
We Immediately Sprang Into Action,
Searching Every Nook And Cranny.
For The Cloth.
I Accidentally Turned On.
One Of Waxflatter's Strange Machines.
And Not Being At All Mechanically Minded,
I Had The Dickens Of A Time.
Trying To Turn The Thing Off.
I Found It! I Found It!
Holmes Spent The Entire Night.
And The Following Day.
Studying, Examining, Scrutinizing.
The Section Of Cloth.
He Conducted Experiment After Experiment.
Not Once Did He Stop For A Rest.
His Energy Seemed Boundless.
Following 18 Straight Hours Of Work,
Holmes Turned To Elizabeth And Myself,
And Those Four Familiar Words Shot From His Lips.
The Game Is Afoot.
Holmes Explained That The Fabric Was Egyptian.
And Contained So Many Warp And Weft Threads...
Things That To This Day I Still Don't Understand.
He Found That The Cloth Was Stained With Paraffin.
Paraffin Manufactured Exclusively.
At Froggit And Froggit,
Located In The Wapping Area Of London,
A Dark And Dangerous Place.
And I Turned To Holmes, And I Told Him So.
In No Uncertain Terms.
Perhaps We Should Come Back Tomorrow,
When It's Lighter,
When There Are More People.
It's Open.
Holmes, Wait.
What If The Murderer's Inside?
Well, I Shall Introduce Myself To Him.
I Knew It.
There's No One Here.
And Back To School, Eh?
Watson!
You'll Be On Your Own.
Oh.
What Do You Suppose It Is?
Some Sort Of Egyptian Artwork?
Some Sort Of Statue?
No, Watson.
I'm Afraid This Is Only The Tip Of The Iceberg.
Aah!
[Coughing]
This Is An Interesting Development.
There Must Be A Passageway Inside.
I Hear Chanting.
Holmes, There's A Door Here.
Fancy Him Missing A Door.
Watson, Elizabeth, Over Here.
It's Some Sort Of Temple.
[Chanting]
I'm Going Down For A Closer Look.
Holmes, Let's Get Out Of Here
With Our Lives.
Stay Here. I'll Be Back In A Few Minutes.
[Chanting]
Aah!
Stop! She's Alive!
Get Him! Get Him!
Get Him!
We Got Them!
Elizabeth!
Can You Hear?
Elizabeth! Elizabeth!
What Could Have Happened To Her?
She Might Have Been Hit By A Thorn.
Elizabeth!
Aah!
Elizabeth!
I Think I Hear Something.
You're Right.
Aah!
Please!
Uncle! Don't!
Don't!
Please!
Help Me!
No!
Elizabeth!
No!
Help Me Tie Her Down.
What With?
Get My Scarf.
Quickly.
I Don't Want To Die!
Ha! Ha Ha Ha Ha! Ha Ha!
It's Not Real.
It's A Hallucination.
Listen To Me, It's Not Real.
You're Hallucinating.
Wake Up!
You've Got To Wake Up!
It's Not Real.
Uncle! No! You're Hallucinating.
Listen To Me!
Please! Help!
They're Hallucinations!
Elizabeth, Listen To Me!
Please. No!
Now, Watson... Watson?
Dear God, Not Watson, Too.
Please!
Watson!
Get Him, Get Him, Get Him!
[Sobbing]
Please Don't Cry, Mother.
Please.
Don't You Understand, Mother?
Can't You Hear Me?
Can't You Hear What I'm Saying?
Mother!
You!
This Is All Your Fault, Son.
How Could You Do Such A Thing To Me?
To Your Own Father?
Spying On Me.
Forgive Me, Father.
Please, I Didn't Realize.
My Private Life Is My Own.
Your Mother Need Never Have Known.
Father!
No! No! No!
This Is Not Real!
This Is Not Real.
It's Just A Hallucination.
It's Only In My Mind. It's Only A Hallucination.
Maybe Not.
No! No!
Please, No!
Stay Right There,
Or I'll Blow Your Bleeding Heads Off!
I've Convinced Him To Drop The Charges.
Holmes, You And Your Little Friends
Have Cost Me A Night's Sleep.
Now, Please, Good Morning.
Mr. Lestrade...
These Religious Fanatics Are Responsible
For God Knows How Many Deaths.
I Have Good Reason To Believe
That They're Also Responsible
For The Four Young Girls
Who Mysteriously Disappeared Last Month
I Beg Of You,
Begin An Investigation.
Based On What,
Your Imagination?
A Great Detective Relies On Perception,
Intelligence, And Imagination.
Where Did You Get That Rubbish From?
It's Framed On The Wall Behind You.
Oh, Gosh.
Damn It, Holmes.
I Really Don't See Why I Should Have To Explain
My Actions To You?
I Spent The Last Seven Years
At Scotland Yard...
Studying, Analyzing Hundreds Of Cases.
And You, With Your Background Of Schoolbooks
And Newspaper Headlines,
You Consider That You Know More Than Me.
I Despise Your Arrogance!
And I Despise Your Laziness.
Out!
All Of You!
Simply Leave.
If You Have Any Investigative Power In You At All,
You'll Have Someone Test These.
Maybe Then You'll Be Convinced.
Out, Holmes.
Oh.
Ow.
Blast.
Holmes, Could You Please Stop
That Infernal Tinkering?
I Still Have A Headache From Those Hallucinations.
Tinkering Helps Me Think.
Sleep Helps Me Think.
There's No Time For Sleep, Watson!
We've Got To Keep Working.
We've Got To Find Clues
Something Must Link Waxflatter
To The Rame Tep.
What A Picture, Eh, Holmes?
I Want Clues, Watson, Not Art Critiques.
What Do You Think I've Been Doing For The Past Hour?
Yes, Mr. French Pastry.
I Have Nothing Whatsoever To Say To You.
I Trust You Have Nothing To Say To Me.
Watson! Watson!
What Have You Done With That Painting?
Do You Realize What You've Found?
Waxflatter As A Young Man.
Not Just That.
Bently Bobster, Duncan Nesbitt, Rupert Waxflatter.
All Of These Men Died Recently
Except This Man...
This Is Chester Cragwitch.
He Was Here In The Window,
And At The Funeral.
He's The Only Man In This Group Who's Still Alive.
Good Lord.
This Is The Clue We've Been Looking For.
We're Getting There, Watson!
We're Going To Solve This Crime!
Good Show, Watson!
Holmes, I Did Not Expect Our Foils To Cross So Soon.
How Did You Know
I Was Hiding At Waxflatters.
You're Forgetting
We Share The Same Keen Powers Of Observation.
You Wanted To See Me, Sir?
I Shall Be Needing Your Assistance
With These Students.
Mr. Holmes. I Thought You'd Gone.
We Were All Under
The Same Impression, Mrs. Dribb.
Now, Unfortunately,
Mr. Holmes Is In A Rather Awful Mess.
If The Board Knew Of This
They Would Probably Have You Arrested.
And Then You'd Be Sent To Prison.
But There's No Need To Tell The Board.
Holmes, I'm Willing To Forget
About All Of This.
Tomorrow, You Will Go Home
As Originally Planned.
Watson, You Will Do The Same.
I'm Being Expelled, Sir?
Watson, If I Were To Take This
Before The Board,
You'd Be Summarily Expelled.
This Will Save You Any Such Disgrace.
Elizabeth,
Did You Permit Mr. Holmes To Stay In Your Uncle's Study?
Yes.
Oh, Dear.
I Find That Extremely Unladylike Behavior
In One So Young.
Indeed.
Sir, May I Suggest
That We Have The Dog Taken To The Pound?
[Whimpers]
What?
I Believe Other Schools Do Not Allow Pets.
You Can't Take Him Away.
Well, Perhaps In The Circumstances,
I Should Take Care Of Him Myself.
Holmes...
It Grieves Me
That You've Taken Advantage Of My Friendship.
I Think That It Is Now Time
To Dispose Of Everything
In Waxflatter's Laboratory.
But, Sir, The Laboratory Is Filled
With Mr. Waxflatter's Inventions...
His Drawings, His Experiments.
We Mustn't Cling To Things Of The Past.
It's The Man's Whole Life's Work.
And His Life Is Over.
You Have No Right!
Mr. Holmes.
I'm Surprised At Your Tone.
Especially With Me!
I Apologize.
I Got Carried Away.
Take Your Seat.
You'll Have To Stay Here Overnight.
There's No Transportation, At This Late Hour.
Mrs. Dribb, Place The Boys In 14-B.
Keep The Young Lady In Your Adjoining Room.
Holmes...
Remember What I Always Taught You.
Control Your Emotions,
Or They Will Be Your Downfall.
Yes, Sir.
I Knew It.
It's The End Of My Medical Career.
My Father's Going To Be Furious.
I Always Suspected
Becoming A Friend Of Yours
Would End In Disaster.
What Are You Doing?
You Trying To Get Us Arrested!
We Can Leave, Now.
I'm Staying Here.
Please, I Need You.
Watson, We're In This Together,
We're A Team.
[Tap Tap]
Elizabeth, Wake Up!
This Is Chester Cragwitch.
The Man Who Visited Uncle.
The One You Said Ran From The Funeral.
Exactly.
Doesn't It Strike You As Odd
That He's The Only Survmng Member Of This Group?
Elizabeth, Go Back To The Laboratory.
Salvage As Many Of Your Uncle's Formulas
And Inventions As You Can.
We'll Meet You There.
First, We've Got To Get Ourselves Out Of Here.
Watson.
Yes?
Holmes.
Be Careful Tonight.
This Is Too Much.
Go Away, Rame Tep!
Bloody Murderers, Go Away!
You Won't Get Me!
Sir.
Mr. Cragwitch.
We Were Friends Of Mr. Waxflatter.
I Know You.
You're The Youngster
Who Followed Me At The Cemetery.
Go Away.
I'm A Dangerous Man To Be Around.
I Need Your Help.
I Want To Know
Why The Rame Tep Killed Five Men?
Go In.
Get Up, Now, Watson.
The War's Over.
[Jingling]
We Were To Become Business Partners,
All Six Of Us.
Borrowed Money From Our Fathers To Build An Hotel...
The Most Luxurious Hotel Ever Conceived.
Where Better To Build...
Than Egypt?
Labor And Materials Were Inexpensive.
A Few Years Earlier,
The British Army Had Driven Out The French.
It Seemed The Land Of Extreme Opportunity.
What Happened?
We Engaged An Architect, Work Began.
But What Started Out As A Business Venture...
Soon Became A Major Archaeological Find.
We Discovered An Underground Pyramid.
The Ancient Tombs Of Five Egyptian Princesses.
We Removed All The Relics And Treasures,
Preparing To Send Them To England, But... Oh.
Bloody Insect.
Place Needs A Good Cleaning.
There Was An Uproar.
Villagers In The Area Were Convinced
We Desecrated Sacred Ground.
Our Lives Were In Danger.
The British Sent Troops In.
Several People Were Killed.
An Entire Village Was Burned To The Ground.
Burnt...
Fire...
Aah!
Mr. Cragwitch, Are You O.K.?
Aah!
They've Hit Cragwitch With A Thorn!
I'm Falling!
Aah!
Listen To Me.
Your Name Is Chester Cragwitch.
You're A Banker. Can You Hear Me?
You're Chester Cragwitch.
Who Are You?
My Name Is Cragwitch.
Chester Cragwitch.
I Reside At Cragwitch Manor,
Hampstead...
My God.
It Was So Real.
Real, So Very Real.
Yes, I Mustn't Forget.
I Must Pass On This Information.
It's Time Someone Else Knew.
Everything!
The Egyptian Village,
Was It Burnt To The Ground?
Yes.
Yes! Yes!
Luckily, We Got Out Of Egypt
With Our Lives.
When We Returned To England,
We Went Our Separate Ways.
However,
We Kept In Frequent Touch With Waxflatter
Through Regular Correspondence.
When The Murders Began,
I Met Quite Frequently With My Dear Friend.
What Does This Have To Do With The Rame Tep?
Almost A Year After The Incident,
Each One Of Us Received This Letter,
Sent By A Young Boy.
A Young Boy Of Anglo-Egyptian Descent.
You'll Notice That The Letterhead Is Adorned
By The Symbol Of The Rame Tep...
Two Golden Serpents.
The Boy Who Wrote The Letter,
And His Sister
Were Staying In England With Their Grandfather
When They Learned Of The Destruction
Of The Egyptian Village.
The Village Which Was Their Home.
Both Their Parents Were Killed In The Attack.
The Boy Vowed When He Grew To Manhood
That The Rame Tep Would Take Their Revenge
And Replace The Bodies
Of The Five Egyptian Princesses.
And The Boy Was Called Eh Tar?
Eh Tar. Waxflatter's Final Words!
Very Good, Watson.
Eh Tar!
You Filthy Murderer.
Well, You Won't Kill Me.
Watson,
Speak To Him.
What? Oh.
Your Name Is Craggy Critch...
Your Name Is...
What's His Name?
Cragwitch.
Aah!
Mr. Lestrade.
What Are You Doing Here?
I Accidentally Stuck Myself
With One Of Those Damned Thorns.
The Hallucinations... Ghastly.
Took Four Policemen
To Stop Me From Hanging Myself.
Anyway, When It Was Over,
I Thought I'd Better Look Into Your Story.
Now, Holmes, I Wish You And Your Friend Farewell.
I Appreciate You Getting Me Started On The Case.
Getting Him Started.
Imagine That, Watson.
I've Only Done All The Work For Him.
It's You.
Yes, My Dear.
[Dog Barks]
[Jingling]
Grrr!
Ooh!
Aaaahh!
Stop Her. She's A Murderer.
So, My Dear. You've Discovered Our Little Secret.
Where Are Your Friends?
You'll Never Find Them.
Never Find Them.
What Shall We Do With Her?
She'll Come With Us.
We Need A Fifth Princess.
Holmes! I've Solved The Riddle!
The Bear Is White.
Good, Watson. Do You Know Why?
Well, Um... No.
It Was The One Color I Didn't Choose.
Keep Thinking, Watson.
Answers Without Evidence Are Useless.
This Riddle Is Going To Give Me A Headache.
Eh Tar...
Eh Tar.
Can't You Think Of Anything Else?
It's Necessary.
It Is Annoying.
Arf! Arf! Arf!
This Silly Bear Puzzle, Holmes.
I Can't Work It Out.
I Know The Bear's White, But I Don't Know Why.
I'm Not Stupid Or Anything.
Watson, You've Got To Think
The Whole Thing Through.
Take It Apart, Piece By Piece.
Your Face Is Bleeding Again.
This Cut From Rathe's Ring
Never Seems To Heal.
The Bear Is White Because...
Oh, God.
How Could I Be So Stupid?
What?
It's Rathe, Watson.
It's Rathe!
Hyah! Giddyup!
Come On.
Faster!
Giddyup! Giddyup There!
Rathe Got Elizabeth!
Only One Way To Catch Them.
How?
Come On.
Where?
This Is Madness, Holmes.
It's Our Only Chance, Watson.
Waxflatter Worked On This Until His Death.
I've Tinkered Myself.
Hopefully, The Problems Are Corrected.
Coming?
Oh, Dear.
What Have I Got Myself Into?
The Adventure Of A Lifetime.
Uncas... Pull!
It Works, Watson! It Works!
We're Flying!
Would You Believe It, Watson?
We're Flying!
Faster! Giddyup!
Faster!
Hyah!
Holmes, Down There!
Holmes, Look Out!
My God!
It's Nearly Half Past 12:00!
I've Realized Something.
I've No Idea How To Land.
Hold Tight, Watson.
I'm Holding!
We're Going To Crash!
Oh, Hurry, Holmes!
We're Sinking Back Here!
All Right!
[Chanting]
[Jingling]
My God. They're Going To Kill Her.
Elizabeth.
I Don't Know What To Do.
2 Of Us, 100 Of Them.
What Can We Do?
Perhaps We've Learned Something We Can Apply.
Watson, For Goodness Sake.
I Can't Think Of Anything.
Why Don't You Think Of Something?
That's Not Helpful.
Sorry.
Why Can't I Think Of Anything?
You're Flustered, You Must Calm Down.
Then You Think.
Well, I'm Flustered!
Watson... I've Got It.
We Must Create A Diversion.
Create A Diversion?
Why Didn't I Think Of That?
If My Geometry Serves Me Correctly,
One Beam Misplaced Will Bring Down This Whole Thing
Like A House Of Cards.
[Chanting]
Watson, I've A Plan.
Hurry.
Hurry Up!
Holmes!
Aah!
Oh!
Aah!
Holmes!
Look Out!
Holmes!
Are You All Right?
Watson, Get Her Out Of Here!
Aah! Aah!
Oh, No.
Holmes!
Holmes, Rathe Has Taken Elizabeth,
And The Stairs Are Blocked!
What Shall I Do?
Go Around The Other Way, Watson.
You Must Stop Him!
Holmes!
Holmes! Holmes!
No!
What Am I Going To Do?
No!
Giddyup!
Hyah!
Hyah! Hyah!
Whoa! Aah!
Good Show, Watson.
Elizabeth.
Are You All Right?
Yeah, I Think So.
Please.
What Are We Going To Do About Rathe?
Where Is He?
He's Gone.
The Police Will Find Him.
Elizabeth.
It's Strange.
Strange.
Let's Go Back Now.
I Don't Know How I'll Explain This To My Parents.
It'll Be Explained In Tomorrow's Papers.
Will They Let You Come Back To School?
I Don't Know. Perhaps.
Holmes!
No!
Damn!
Elizabeth.
Watson, Put My Coat Around Her.
Where Are You Going?
I'm Going To Get Him.
Holmes, You'll Be Killed!
Eh Tar!
You're Nothing But A Damn Fraud!
And You Holmes, Are Letting Your Emotions
Get The Better Of You, Again.
You Cannot Best Me, Holmes.
Throw Down Your Sword!
Never! I'd Rather Die A Gruesome And Horrible Death.
Very Well. I Will Oblige.
Come, Holmes, Is This The Best You Could Do...
Fight Like An Undernourished Child.
I've Already Won The Battle!
You've Lost Every Battle, Eh Tar.
This Will Be No Exception.
All Your Dreams Have Been Shattered...
Your Temple, Everything Has Been Destroyed Forever!
Ah!
Aahhh!
Elizabeth.
Yes, Holmes!
Let's Tarry A While Longer,
As Elizabeth's Blood Flows From Her Body!
Aah!
Aah.
Elizabeth, Come On.
Wake Up.
Open Your Eyes.
Elizabeth.
Holmes.
Don't Be Sad.
Someday,
We'll Be Reunited
In Another World,
A Much Better World.
I'll Be Waiting.
You'll Be Late...
As Always.
Elizabeth... No.
No.
Elizabeth.
No...
Elizabeth.
Would You Believe It.
You'd Think He Uncovered
The Entire Case On His Own.
Exactly!
That's What He Wanted The Yard To Believe.
What Other Reason Would They Have
For Gmng Him The Promotion?
Bye, Uncas.
Stay There, Uncas.
I'll Be Back In A Minute.
Holmes, A Few Things Still Haunt Me.
When Did You First Begin To Suspect
That Rathe Was Involved
With The Rame Tep?
When Waxflatter First Retired,
The Board Wanted Him To Leave The School.
Rathe Argued, Fought Until He Convinced The Board
To Let Waxflatter Remain
Within The School Grounds.
It Seemed Strange To Me.
I Never Understood Why Rathe
Wanted Waxflatter To Stay.
He Was Fond Of Waxflatter's Inventions?
What's The Matter With You?
Have You Been Asleep Through This Entire Case?
Sorry.
Holmes Went On To Explain.
That Rathe Spent Years.
Plotting His Revenge.
He Established Himself As A Respected Member.
Of British Society,
Completely Erasing His Former Identity.
It Took Him A Great Deal Of Time.
To Organize His Followers...
Made Up Of The Poor, The Homeless,
The Lost Souls Of The London Streets.
And Then, Of Course, It Took Time.
To Build A Wooden Replica Of The Pyramid.
Mrs. Dribb Was The Rame Tep's Chief Assassin.
But More Importantly, She Was Rathe's Younger Sister.
Amazing, Holmes.
Simply Amazing.
Of Course, You Did Forget
One Very Important Clue.
Oh? Please Enlighten Me.
Rathe Is Eh Tar Spelled Backwards.
Very Clever, Watson.
I'm Certain I Would Have Arrived
At That Conclusion Sooner Or Later.
Are You Coming Back After The Holidays?
No. I'm Transferring.
There Are Too Many Memories Here.
Holmes, You Have Your Entire Life Ahead Of You.
I'll Spend It Alone.
Merry Christmas, Holmes.
I Thought You Might Have
More Luck Smoking It.
Well?
It Does Seem To Suit You,
But That Coat...
Why Do You Insist On Wearing
That Ridiculous Cloak
Of That Unspeakable Person?
Consider It A Trophy, Watson.
A Skin Of A Leopard.
Indeed.
I'm Going To Miss You, Watson.
I'm Going To Miss You, Too, Holmes.
You Know, You Were Right About Something.
About What?
It Was The Adventure Of A Lifetime.
Holmes, Wait.
I Know Why The Bear's White!
And Why Is That, Watson?
Well The Only Room With An All Southern View
Would Be On The North Pole.
It's A Polar Bear!
You Have The Makings Of A Great Detective.
As I Watched Holmes Settle Into His Seat,
A Sudden Feeling Came Over Me...
That I Would Most Certainly.
Be Seeing Him Again.
So Ended My First Adventure With Sherlock Holmes.
As I Watched His Carriage Disappear,
I Realized That I'd Forgotten To Thank Him.
He Had Taken A Weak Boy.
And Made Him Into A Courageous, Strong Man.
I Was Filled With Confidence.
I Was Ready For Whatever Mystery Lay Ahead.
I Was Ready To Take On The Greatest Adventure.
I Knew It Would Probably Involve Sherlock Holmes.
Can I Help You?
I'd Like A Room, Please.
Please, Sir, To Sign Here.