Sherlock Holmes and the Voice of Terror Page #2

His identity is

not important.

The important thing is

the purpose behind this

campaign of terror.

The purpose indeed.

Isn't it enough

that our most secret

plans are known,

our ships are

being destroyed,

our trains wrecked?

I'm convinced that

these disasters

are only a prelude,

a smoke screen,

to cover up a more

diabolic plan,

and I intend to find

out what that plan is.

This Council and Scotland

Yard will give you

all the aide you require.

Thank you.

Gentlemen, my connection

with this case

must remain

absolutely secret.

You understand

that, of course?

Why certainly.

You will let the council

know at all times

just what you're doing.

I shall give you

such information

as I think

wise to disclose

in the interests

of safety,

both the public's

and your own.

The Inner Council

has never shared

its secrets with anyone.

I demand that you

keep us informed

of your activities

and progress.

Come along, Watson.

Mr. Holmes,

I want to apologize

for your rather

lukewarm reception here.

Well, thank you, Sir Evan.

I'm used to the chilly

atmosphere of high places.

Of course, you recognize

the importance of time.

Quite.

And results.

Mr. Lloyd, I'm quite sure

that Mr. Holmes can be

trusted not to fail.

He never has, you know.

Why thank you, Watson.

The word is seldom.

Good-bye, Sir Evan.

Good-bye, sir.

Good-bye, Barham.

Good-bye, Watson.

Well, should we walk from

here or take a taxi?

I'm afraid we

have no choice.

Huh?

You know, Watson,

I have a feeling that when

we go out of that door

a girl will be waiting.

A girl?

What do you mean?

A young lady whom

neither of us

has ever seen before

will come forward

to greet us.

Holmes, now you're

pulling my leg again.

Mr. Holmes, I'm

Jill Grandis.

How do you?

This is my friend,

Dr. Watson.

How do you do?

How do you do?

I've been assigned

to drive you around.

Thank you.

Good gracious me.

Where do you wish to go?

Baker street.

I know, 221 B.

Come on, Watson.

Hurry up old fellow.

Holmes, the girl waiting,

what an

extraordinary thing.

Elementary my dear Watson.

No, no, no.

It's an amazing deduction.

How on earth did

you arrive at it?

Barham told me.

Huh?

Oh.

Don't you worry,

Mrs. Hudson.

Just giving it a

bit of a cleaning.

Now that we're

on a case again.

See, the joints

are a bit rusted

like mine, you know.

Is he back on

a case again?

Case?

It's the greatest

case of his,

of our career.

Oh, mercy it always is.

Holmes,

I say Holmes.

What?

Well, if you ask me

it's disgraceful,

Beethoven's Fifth.

Not at all,

it's very good.

Sir Ronald Hedley

is conducting

very well tonight.

I don't mean the concert.

No?

England is in danger.

Heaven knows what

frightful disaster

is happening and

you sit there calm

and listen to

the wireless.

Music has charms,

very restful.

That's got nothing

to do with the whole

Nonsense my dear Watson,

it may have a great

deal to do with it.

Oh really?

I don't see what.

BBC Request Station,

this is Sherlock Holmes.

I understand you

play recordings.

Would you mind playing

Beethoven's Fifth

conducted by Sir

Ronald Hedley?

Thank you very much.

But you just heard it.

I like it.

Oh.

We've had a request

for the Beethoven

Fifth Symphony

played by the London

Symphony Orchestra

under the direction

of Sir Ronald Hedley.

This is a transcription.

Holmes it's

(unintelligible).

I say Holmes you

don't think...

Shh.

Mr. Holmes.

Yes, Gavin?

I, I,

Christopher

Dead?

Yes.

Its been driven in

with a lot of force.

Watson, this is a warning.

Warning?

How do you know?

I had sent to Gavin to

get certain information

that he must have found

there in the dark

and sinister alleys

of Limehouse.

He came with his message

which someone doesn't

want me to hear,

someone determined

and dangerous.

What's the good of

a warning of danger

if you don't know from

what or from whom?

That we have to discover.

This knife was

thrown by the tip

from a distance

of about 50 feet

from a man about 5' 10".

Steady Holmes.

Elementary, no

fingerprints.

But the distance and

the man's height?

The angle of entry

and the force

with which it

penetrated the victim.

But Holmes, what do

you suppose he meant

when he said Christopher?

We must find out at once.

Come along Watson.

Um-hum.

Come in.

Mr. Holmes,

I saw a fellow lurking

about your steps and I,

blimey, he won't

lurk no more.

Phone the Yard and

take care of it Dobson.

Very good, sir.

How did it happen?

Haven't time now.

Get your coat on,

Watson, we're going out.

No, no, no, Holmes,

you promised.

Hmm.

Look, where we going?

Limehouse.

It certainly was wise

to let Ms. Grandis go.

This is no place for

a girl or anyone else.

Yes but there seem

to be people about.

Even Ms. Grandis.

If I'm not mistaken she's

keeping an eye on us.

You're Mr. Sherlock

Holmes ain't you?

Yes.

I wouldn't come down

here if I was you.

This is Limehouse

and we don't fancy

your sort of bloke

in these parts.

The fellow is

absolutely right.

Hadn't we better be,

Quiet Watson.

This is still

a free country.

A man may walk

where he pleases.

And live to regret it.

Live yes.

Regret it I think not.

Step back.

Come on Watson.

A friendly one.

Unspeakably.

What was that Holmes?

It's all right, quiet.

I can't see a thing.

Luckily for us

neither can they.

Apparently the

enemy has found out

that we've joined forces

with the government.

What makes you think that?

This knife

like the knife

which killed Gavin.

It was thrown by a former

student of Dr. Hamburg.

It's a German knife.

The knife throwers of

Hamburg are extremely expert.

Holmes, can't we come

back in the daytime?

Certainly not.

I don't think we're safe.

No one in the world

is safe now, Watson,

at least of all us.

What is it?

Don't tell me that you

don't recognize me.

Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

I got to especially

angry lot here.

I'll take my chances.

I can't keep you out,

Mr. Holmes, but...

Where is the girl Kitty,

Gavin's sweetheart,

his wife?

Can you get her?

It's urgent.

I'll try.

Holmes, I don't think

I like this place much.

I'll, just sit here

if you don't mind.

I think you'll recognize

me, Mr. Holmes,

if you look hard enough.

Camperwell.

You got a long

memory like me.

Doutan murder 1932.

Of course, I sent you up.

Holmes, don't you

think we better be...

Store your gab!

For ten long years

I've been sitting down

there in Dartmoor.

For the all ten years

one thing has been

praying on me my mind.

Only one?

Just one.

Someday I'll be

getting out of here

I kept saying to myself,

and when I do

someday I'm gonna

come face to face

with Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

And now you are.

And now I am.

Just who was it

told you it was me

that slit the throat

of that swine Doutan?

I want an answer.

You told me.

Me?

On the windowsill you left

four infinitesimal

pieces of ash

from a particularly

revolting kind of tobacco

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