Sherlock Holmes and the Voice of Terror Page #3

which you were

known to use.

The knife blade

was sharpened

by a left-handed man.

You signed your

name to the crime.

So, that's what.

Exactly, very careless.

Careless.

Was criminal I calls it.

I ought to be shot.

Perhaps someday

you will be.

You can put your revolver

away now, Watson.

Hmm, well, Holmes,

you never know.

Where is Gavin?

Sit down Kitty.

Where is he?

You've got him

into trouble.

What have you done to him?

Take it easy, Kitty.

Gavin is dead.

Dead?

Oh, impossible.

Well, I was with him

only two hours ago.

You're trying

to frighten me.

No, I'm not, Kitty.

It's you, you killed him.

I warned him to

stay away from you.

I knew you'd do him in.

I had nothing to

do with it, Kitty.

Well, who did then,

who did?

He was knifed

on my doorstep.

I'm sorry.

I'm deeply in his debt.

And before he died

he said one word,

Christopher.

You know what it means?

I've got to know.

What's that to me?

Want to avenge Gavin's

death, don't you?

I want nothing to do

with it, not with you.

I never had any

dealings with the police

and I won't start now.

I'm not asking

this for myself.

Our country,

England is at stake.

Gavin was killed not

by his own enemies,

not even mine,

but the enemies

of England.

So that's it.

Yes, Kitty,

the Nazis killed him.

Help me to find out

Christopher means

and I promise the man

who murdered Gavin

shall pay for it.

Think Kitty,

the cutthroats

of the world

menace us all.

You can help stop

this savagery.

Yes, you Kitty.

It would take the police

weeks, months perhaps,

to find out a certain

piece of information

we must have.

That's not so with

you and your friends.

You know every nook

and corner of London.

Get them to help us.

We need their help.

Your friends will

become an army.

You understand?

Secret, invisible,

and mighty,

and you will be at

their head, Kitty.

You will be their leader.

Grimes, do you know

what Christopher means?

Duggan, do you know?

Duggan, listen to me.

I ain't got no time to

listen to you girly.

But you got to listen.

Someone killed Gavin,

I don't know who,

but you got to

help me find out.

All right, don't

help me then.

Cut your own throats,

that's what you're doing.

Help me or help the Nazis.

Sure, the Nazis

killed Gavin.

They might be

your friends

protecting 'em

the way you are.

Don't you know that all

the crimes they commit

are being blamed on you?

Well, they are,

and I hope you

hang for them.

You can have 'em.

For me I'm British

and I'm proud of it.

Nobody is gonna call me a

Nazi and get away with it.

Well, help me then.

Tell me what

Christopher means.

Well, don't anybody know?

Its got to mean something.

Speak up if you

know what it is.

Let's have it.

Don't mean a thing to me.

You gonna creep in the

corner alls your life?

Are you gonna sneak away

at the very sight

of a man like this

and show him what

cowards you are?

What are you afraid of?

I'm not asking

this for myself.

England is at stake.

Your England as much

as anyone else's.

About time to think about

whose side we're on.

There's only one

side, England,

no matter how high

or how low we are.

You, you, you, and you,

we're all on

the same team.

We've all got the

same call, victory.

Spread out all

over London

but find out what

Christopher means.

We'll find out, no

fear about that.

Thank you, Kitty.

Well done, my dear.

Shaw speaking.

Yes, Ms. Grandis.

That checks

with my report.

No, Ms. Grandis,

Sir Evan hasn't

arrived yet.

Yes, thank you.

Ms. Grandis reports that

Holmes spent some time

at the Air Ministry today.

That checks with

my information.

Last night a murder

and a session

at Limehouse.

I wonder what

the fellow...

He's here now.

I don't think I need

to report on my

activities, gentlemen.

You seem fairly

well informed.

We have our

methods, Holmes.

There only remains

for you to share

what's been accomplished.

All in good

time, Mr. Lloyd.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Good evening, Sir Evan.

What's the matter?

You look pale.

Oh, it's nothing, I...

Barham, your hand.

Let's have a

look at it now.

Oh, it's really nothing,

just an accident.

What sort of an accident.

Some fellow took

a shot at me

just as I was

leaving the house.

Took a shot at you?

It's only a scratch.

Odd thing to happen.

Have you any

idea who it was?

No, I haven't.

He popped up out

of the bushes

just as I was

getting into my car,

fired once,

then disappeared.

What do you make

of it, Watson?

Bullet wound.

Congratulations.

This is a matter

for the police.

Oh, no, please.

I could never

identify him.

Let's forget it.

Captain Shaw.

People of Britain,

greetings.

Is it shock you need?

Very well, we Nazis

can produce them

'til Britain's proud

head is in the dust

where it belongs.

People of London,

look out of your windows,

you will see your

promised disaster

written across the skies.

Lawford, turn out

the lights please.

Look to the east

end of your docks.

Are you alert, Number 20?

Look, Britain, look, and

wonder, and despair.

We Nazis keep

our promises.

There's a terrible

fire in the east end.

American bombers, tanks,

gone, destroyed utterly.

The flames are mounting

higher and higher

and higher.

Now the glare

must be visible

even to the

short-sighted leaders

of your bewildered

government.

Watch the towering fires

they consume your new

planes from America,

your meager

store of tanks,

your puny munitions,

and your food.

Planes that were

your only defense

against our all

powerful Luftwaffe.

Tanks and munitions

that you prayed

would hold against

the magnificent

50-ton German

land monsters

which will soon be crashing

through your very houses.

Turn it off.

Gentlemen,

this is really a

terrible setback.

How do they find

out our secrets?

It's horrible,

the way it's timed,

the precision of it.

It's not so precise.

Almost precise.

What do you mean?

I should call it exact.

No, the fires

actually broke out

some time before the voice

called to his

operative in London.

Jove, that's true.

And last time, the

train disaster,

Captain Shore was on the

telephone immediately

and Scotland Yard

knew all about it.

The derailment

must have occurred

at least

10 minutes earlier.

That's certainly possible.

Even so, what of it?

No mystery, nothing

supernatural,

just split second

planning that's all,

days, perhaps

weeks in advance.

Very well figured

out, Holmes.

It gets us a step forward.

Now gentlemen, let's take

a step even further.

I have charted here

the total differences

between actual and

transcribed broadcasts.

Using this test

I'm convinced

that the Voice of

Terror is undoubtedly

recorded and played

from a record.

What does that prove?

It proves that the

Voice of Terror,

the man himself,

is not in Germany.

He's here in England.

Oh, that's impossible.

What are you

telling us, Holmes?

He can't be.

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