Pursuit to Algiers

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Oh, Stimson, thank you for keeping

open so late to take care of us.

Oh, that's quite all right, sir.

This gun is an excellent

selection, Mr. Holmes.

You ought to get

plenty of grouse.

Grouse, silly little birds,

not worth the trouble of

eating after you shoot them.

You wait till you hook into

your first salmon, old boy.

Well, mind you have

everything at Baker Street

first thing in the morning,

Stimson,

because if we're

not in Scotland

by the time the

salmon stop running,

the fish will hold Dr. Watson

personally responsible.

I'll have everything at your

rooms first thing in the morning.

Thank you.

Good night.

- Good night, sir.

- Good night.

Ah, Scotland.

I shall be glad to get away

from this place.

The smell of heather

after rain,

the crisp night air

with the stars shining

clear in the sky.

"A day in the bush

with stars to see,"

were I dip in the river.

There's the life

of a man like me,

- "there's the life forever."

- Huh?

Robert Louis Stevenson.

You heard that

rhyme before?

Yes, and many other

lovely irons, too, Watson.

Hello.

Oh, so the old girl has

lost her emeralds, eh?

Now, Holmes,

you promised,

no more cases till

our holiday's over.

Don't worry, old fellow,

I was just thinking she was

well rid of her emeralds.

Green was never a becoming

color to the old trout.

I say, you've dropped

your paper, sir.

I'm afraid

you're mistaken.

No mistake,

I saw you drop it.

You've just been told, sir,

that you made a mistake.

But it is the

gentleman's paper, sir.

Be off with you,

my good man.

Mr. Holmes told you that

he didn't have a paper.

Yes, but I was quite wrong,

I'm so sorry,

that is my paper.

There are times, Holmes,

when your behavior

is utterly inexplicable.

- Oh.

- I'm sorry, sirs.

May I recommend a visit,

gentlemen?

A visit where, sir?

The best fish and chips

in London.

Fish and chips?

I never eat

fish and chips.

My friend doesn't eat

fish and chips.

We loathe fish and chips, sir.

Come to think of it,

old fellow,

some fish and chips might

go very well just now.

Thank you for your

suggestion, sir.

Come on, Watson.

Fish and chips,

filthy stuff,

I wish we'd brought our cat.

Hello, ducky.

Ah, good evening, gentlemen.

Good evening.

May I suggest that, sir?

No, I think I'll have

some fish and chips.

- And you, sir?

- Just a minute, I haven't decided yet.

We serve the best fish

and chips in London, sir.

Make it two, will you?

I think I'll

have an order of...

Oh, gone?

I ordered for both of us.

What'd you order for me?

- Fish and chips.

- Fish and chips, huh.

Nice place you brought

me to, I must say.

I say, take a look at

this fish bone.

Where?

Right in my soup.

A fine thing, it might

have stuck in my throat.

- Just a moment.

- Fish bones.

I'd rather eat

in an alley.

Go on and eat

in an alley, then.

That's where you

probably belong.

Likely as not

we'll both be poisoned.

What's up, Holmes?

I don't know... yet,

but something

definitely is.

Thank you.

Fish bones.

Fellow probably was right.

Looks like something

one might find in an alley.

- That's it.

- What's it?

Fishbone Alley, of course.

What's the price

got to do with it?

It's not the price,

it's the numerals,

2, 6, number 26,

Fishbone Alley.

Everything these last few

minutes has been directed

towards giving us

that address.

Oh, come, Holmes,

who on earth

- would go to all that troub...

- Shh.

The Duchess' photograph,

Duchess Brookdale's house,

Barkley Square.

About 8:
00 o'clock

last night...

I've got it,

8:
00 o'clock.

But you said you weren't

interested in

the old trout's emeralds.

- I'm not.

- Well?

We've just been invited

rather surreptitiously.

I meant to appear at number 26 Fishbone

Alley at 8:
00 o'clock tonight.

Mumbo jumbo

if you ask me,

probably no such place

as Fishbone Alley.

Oh, yes, there is;

it's off Mount Street.

7:
45, we've just got

time if we walk briskly.

Good night, ducky.

Look here, Holmes,

you're not thinking of

going there, are you?

Naturally, someone must

want to see us rather badly

if they've gone to

all that trouble.

But hang on;

it may be a trap!

Well, if it is, at least it

promises to be interesting one.

Sinister looking place.

See that?

They're expecting us.

Look out, Holmes,

be careful.

Won't you go in,

gentlemen?

Thank you.

Please forgive the

somewhat odd way

in which we've summoned you,

Mr. Holmes.

The method was ingenious.

I'm sure you must

have a reason.

Briefly, we wish to

engage your services

to take someone

from England

and deliver him to a place

we shall designate.

And the name

of this person?

That I'm not at liberty

to divulge.

Gentlemen, I'm not accustomed

to working in the dark,

I bid you goodnight.

Mr. Holmes,

one moment, please.

We are prepared to pay any

sum you name, Mr. Holmes.

I assure you this is a matter

of international importance.

My dear sir,

I realized that,

when I encounter the

Prime Minister of Rovenia

lurking outside an

oyster bar in Soho

apparently for

the sole purpose

of stimulating my appetite

for fish and chips!

You deserve your

reputation, sir.

I take it that you brought me

here on a matter pertaining to

the death of

His Majesty King Stefan

in an automobile

accident last week.

His Majesty

was not killed

in an automobile

accident, Mr. Holmes,

he was assassinated.

It's a great loss to the

whole democratic world.

- Won't you sit down, Mr. Holmes.

- Thank you.

Thatcher.

Permit me, gentlemen,

to introduce my colleagues,

Anton Petzfall

and Matias Churney.

How do you do?

My associate Dr. Watson?

- How do you do, gentlemen?

- How do you do?

Mr. Holmes?

Thank you.

- Dr. Watson?

- Thank you, sir.

- A glass of wine, gentlemen?

- No, thank you.

For several years now,

a powerful group has been

seeking to gain control of

Rovenia for personal gain.

The assassination

of His Majesty

was their first step

in that direction.

It is to prevent the second

step that we have sent for you.

For the sake

of our people,

it is imperative that

King Stephan's son Nikolas

be returned safely

to his country.

- Is he here in England?

- Oh, yes.

His Majesty

has been educated

at one of your

public schools.

A wise move, sir.

Sound, very sound.

Do you feel

that you yourselves

are unequal to your task?

We're up against a

clever and ruthless group

to whom we are

all well known.

Are they aware of

His Majesty's identity?

No, no one knows

but ourselves.

His Majesty was

brought to England

as a child incognito.

Do you have any plans

for his return to Rovenia?

We have a plane and

retinues to leave tonight.

However, several steps will

be necessary on route,

and at any one

of these stops

His Majesty's life

may be attempted.

Mr. Holmes, for the sake

not only of our country,

but for liberty and good

government everywhere,

we implore you to

undertake this mission.

Well, now, Holmes, you've

given us your promise.

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