Sherlock Holmes and the Voice of Terror Page #5

Thank you, Mr. Holmes.

Do you think you ought

to go out alone, sir?

Worrying about that

escaped German agent, huh?

He threatens to kill the

entire Council, sir.

Come Smithson, we took bigger

chance than this in the trenches.

Have you forgotten?

I know, sir, but we

were younger then

and there were no

such thing as Nazis.

I'm ready for him.

I understand, sir.

You have driven Sir

Evan down here before

of course, Ms. Grandis.

Quite often.

He comes down

whenever he can.

He's a local Air raid

Warden, you know.

Managed to get away

from the excitement

occasionally, huh?

Yes.

It's so very quiet here.

Quiet and remote,

away from everyone.

Yes?

Oh, Ms. Jill.

It's all right, Smithson.

Where is Sir Evan?

On his rounds, Miss.

Which way?

Down that lane

of trees, sir.

I'll go.

You stay here.

You too Watson.

Hello there, Barham.

Holmes, what on earth

are you doing out here?

I've been worried

about you.

Yes?

That fellow Meade appears

to be in the neighborhood.

Do you mind if I

go along with you?

I'd feel better about it.

Not at all, I'd

appreciate the company.

You know, it gets

quite lonesome,

especially on a

night like this.

By the way,

do you feel you're

getting any nearer

a solution of this

terrible business?

Yes, yes, the

end is in sight.

Really?

Well, would you

mind telling me?

Listen, air raid sirens.

Yeah.

Coming our way.

Yes.

But I don't seem

to hear any planes.

Wait a minute, I can.

Look, there's one, she's

coming right over.

There she is.

Ours or theirs?

Theirs.

Holmes, she's coming

in for a landing.

The swine,

that's the pick-up plane.

The voice must

be here close by.

Then we've got him.

Barham, be careful.

I can't understand

you, Holmes.

Why didn't you help me?

We almost had him.

You're too

impatient, Barham.

My patience is exhausted.

This has got to stop.

Thought you would have

solved the whole thing

long before this.

What happened?

Was that a Nazi plane?

Yes, I saw the filthy

swastika myself.

Great scott.

Took a shot at him

but he got away.

Meade also got away.

Well, I better

go report this.

We'll go with you,

Come along Watson.

You needn't bother.

I can take care of myself.

My dear fellow, there's

no use taking chances.

I'm afraid you're

a marked man

as long as Meade

is at large.

Come on.

Ah, you're a fine one

leaving me along

half the night.

Do you think I like it?

I want to go out

and have some fun.

Don't bother me.

Said you were gonna

let me work with you.

Someday you'll come back

and I won't be here.

Where would you go?

That's my business.

Maybe you'll be

waiting here next time

and I won't come back.

Don't talk like that.

I'm sorry, Kitty.

You seem sort of

different lately.

Anything the matter?

Maybe the next

time you see me

I'll be in a position

of authority, of power,

no longer hiding

in the dark,

giving the orders,

not taking them.

What do you say to that?

You're drunk.

Drunk?

Yes.

When I was a boy

I dreamed a dream.

I was dressed in armor,

shining blue gray armor.

I rode on a horse

through the streets

where the people

cheered hailing me.

I rode over the bodies

of underlings

prostrated before me.

Their blood ran out along

the gutters like a river.

What if this was no dream?

What if it was prophecy?

What if all this

comes to pass?

Well, something must

have happened to you.

Yes, Kitty,

something that you're

going to share with me.

Get your coat, hurry.

Got plenty of petrol?

start driving.

Where's Holmes?

He'll be here I'm sure.

It's starting now.

Here he is.

You're almost late.

I had to go to

Dunham Street.

Good evening ladies

and gentlemen,

your favorite

broadcaster,

the Voice of Terror,

coming to you

from Zeisberg.

Tonight I have something

special for you.

Where are you weakest

you weakening

people of Britain?

Consider well.

Is it lack of food,

is it your sturdy

leadership,

faulty ammunition,

scarcity of shipping,

lack of raw materials?

Do you know that despite

all your great efforts

your coasts are

inadequately defended,

especially one coast,

and there we shall strike

swiftly, terribly,

tomorrow at sunrise.

In a special

broadcast at that time

I shall describe

the carnage.

Turn it off.

What does he mean?

What kind of

threat is this?

Remember, all our reports

for the last few weeks

have indicated abnormal

enemy activity

on the coast of Norway.

Hmm, that means

an attack in force

on our northeast coast.

Then that's where

we must concentrate

all our forces

immediately.

They'll never bring it

off now that we know.

This time the

voice is boasting.

Perhaps, but so far he's

made good his boasts.

What have you

done to stop it?

Shilly-shelling about

while these

crimes continue.

This is the last straw.

We must prevent

this all-out attack

at any cost.

Sir Evan is right.

All our available

resources

must be rushed immediate.

Withdraw material

from elsewhere?

If need be, yes.

This calls for action

and lots of it.

There's something curious

about this broadcast.

He said tomorrow.

Always before it was now.

I wonder what it means?

There's no time to

wonder at this point.

Mr. Holmes, your methods

have got us nowhere.

The situation demanded

action and got none.

Mr. Lloyd, I think I know

when action

should be taken.

Nevertheless, we

take charge now.

This is a crisis you

can't hope to deal with.

A man to see

your Mr. Holmes

Bring him in.

Yes sir.

Mr. Holmes, sir, last

night I followed Kitty

and that fellow Meade.

Yes.

They went to a place

near a bombed village

on the coast.

North?

No sir, south.

South?

Why didn't you

come sooner?

Motor trouble sir.

Just got back.

All right, it

can't be helped.

Stand by until

we need you.

So, it's on the

southern coast

the drama is to be played.

The fox is out of

his hole at last.

Meade has led us to

the Voice of Terror.

Gentlemen, we must

set out at once.

Are you mad?

What sort of a wild goose

chase are you suggesting?

It's ridiculous.

It's time to be

a stop to this.

Barham speaking.

Yes, of course.

We've been ordered to

accompany Mr. Holmes.

Mr. Harrison, Mr.

Sherlock Holmes.

Evening sir.

All the arrangements

have been made.

Splendid.

In that church up there?

Yes sir.

All right.

Let's go gentlemen.

VonBock seems

to be delayed.

He'll be here, never fear.

You all understand

your objectives?

Sheila,

Sheila.

Yes.

You understand

what you are to do?

Yes sir,

I'm going with the first

intention to Liverpool.

Your men are waiting

there organized

to take control?

They have been ready

and waiting for weeks.

What is that?

When the world

is changing

it is natural

to be on edge.

Merely owls or

perhaps wood rats.

No, it sounded like...

Sheila.

Yes sir.

(Inaudible) Airport,

all is prepared.

Hugo, Birmingham,

where I used to slave

in the factories

but not any more.

The day has come at last.

Line them up over there.

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