Sherlock Holmes and the Woman in Green Page #6
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- 1945
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Sit down.
Wake up now.
See. What did I tell you.
It didn't work with me.
Why. Nobody with an
ounce of charac...
I think you'll need these.
(Laughing)
Nothing to laugh at.
Watson. She's here!
Who?
The woman you're
looking for?
Yes. I'm going
to meet her.
Perhaps I can induce her
to take me to Moriarity.
Do you think that's
wise. Holmes?
May not be wise.
But it's essential.
After all.
I've held my own with
Moriarity in the past.
But isn't it dangerous?
She might be a hypnotist.
If my will isn't
stronger than hers.
I deserve to
be hypnotized.
Shh!
I feel I must
protest. Dr. Onslow.
I was told this
was a gathering
of serious students
of a great science.
And I find myself in
a company of buffoons.
Oh. My dear...
(unintelligible)
They're brave.
Were those men
martyrs for the truth?
But you may laugh
over your childish.
Cruel tricks.
I must say.
I'm in complete
agreement with you. Madam.
This was a
most unnecessary
performance. Dr. Onslow.
Beg your pardon. Sir?
My name is Holmes.
Sherlock Holmes.
At your service. Madam.
Thank you. Mr. Holmes.
I'm afraid I've created
a rather
embarrassing situation.
But you see. I'm
interested in the serious
study of hypnotism.
So am I. Too.
Perhaps we have something
in common. Mr. Holmes.
Perhaps we have.
Would you join
me for a cocktail
at Pembroke House?
I should be delighted.
Good.
Thank you.
I didn't know there
was such a pleasant
place in London.
It was so nice of you to
suggest our coming here.
I thought a
little pick-me-up
would do us good.
You mean. you
thought I looked...
I like the way you look.
Thank you.
I suppose I did
lose my head a little
at the Mesmer Club.
But you see.
Hypnotism is almost
a religion with me.
I know so well
what it can do
to help and heal.
And I can't bear
to see it used
for trivial purposes.
I know very
little about it.
That's why I went
to the Mesmer Club.
You see. I'm rather
puzzled just now
with a case that
I am working on.
How fascinating.
Tell me about it.
It's the murder
of Sir George Fenwick.
Fenwick?
Who's he?
Quite a well-known figure.
Odd. Now I come
to think of it.
The last time
I saw Sir George
was here at
Pembroke House.
Strange.
Yes. Isn't it.
He was sitting um.
I believe he was sitting
at this very table.
Cigarette?
Thanks. Do go on.
There was a
charming lady with him.
He was. Um.
He was lighting
her cigarette.
Charming.
Did you see her face?
No.
Merely her back.
How unenterprising
of you.
Yes. Wasn't it.
Afraid I'm getting
a little older.
I shouldn't say so.
That's nice of you.
Still. The first
time in my life
I've got a hold of a
case that's beyond me.
I'm actually losing
sleep over it.
You know. Mr. Holmes.
I believe
I could help you.
Really?
I should be very grateful.
You're amused?
No. Merely skeptical.
I've used hypnotism more
than once in healing.
Not for profit.
I'm not a professional.
But I do think
I could help you.
If you'd care to...
I can't think of a
pleasanter experience.
Low lights. Music.
Is that all
there is to it?
You must relax.
Mr. Holmes.
I'm afraid you're a
rather difficult subject.
So. I thought
perhaps a little help.
Materia medica
might be advisable.
Drugs?
No. I'd rather not.
If you don't mind?
As a matter of fact.
I'd rather not myself.
But Schrenck-Notzing
practiced in
Munich. you know.
Believed it
the best means
for difficult subjects.
Do you mind?
Well. As a
matter of fact.
I don't approve
of sedatives.
Just as you wish.
We don't have to go
on with this at
all. you know?
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
All right.
I'll take a chance.
It's really
quite harmless.
What is it?
Cannabis Japonica. An
Oriental soporific.
You'll need water.
Thank you.
You must sit
down. Mr. Holmes.
You'll feel yourself
going drowsy.
Don't fight it.
Give in to it.
Because you do want
to sleep. you know?
Just fix your eyes on
this one white flower.
Floating on the water.
Empty your mind of
every other thought.
Follow the motion
of the water.
So smooth.
Not a ripple.
Waters of forgetfulness.
Steady.
Deep.
Strong.
Strange. Isn't it.
How the light
is reflected.
Little specks of light
that move and move.
It's restful here.
It's peaceful.
It's friendly.
And you're very close
to finding what
you're looking for.
You'll find them soon now.
The guilty ones.
When you're rested.
Gentle waters
closing over you.
Steady.
Deep.
Strong.
Drawing you down.
Down.
Down.
Sleep.
Sleep.
Sleep.
Here he is.
Professor Moriarity.
Stand up. Mr. Holmes.
Open your eyes.
Face this way.
Are you satisfied?
We're dealing
with a clever man.
He may be shamming.
There's just
one infallible test
for profound hypnosis.
You ready. Dr. Simnell?
That will do. Doctor.
He couldn't fake
insensibility
to the knife.
I congratulate you. Lydia.
Turn around. Mr. Holmes.
Now. Walk to the desk.
Sit down.
Take that pen.
And write what
I tell you to write.
I've at last found a
I have outlived
my usefulness.
Therefore. I have
decided to end my life.
Sign your name.
Now. Blot it.
Fold it up.
And put it in your pocket.
Come. Mr. Sherlock Holmes.
Go out onto the terrace.
But it won't look
like suicide. Sir.
I'm sorry. But
Mr. Holmes' injuries
must all be
self-inflicted.
Let's walk a
little. Mr. Holmes.
It's so pleasant
here in the garden.
Just step up here
onto the terrace.
It's a nice.
Broad terrace.
Now. Turn to the left
and walk slowly to
the end of the terrace.
Don't stop.
You must walk to
the end. you know.
The end leads
to an open doorway.
You can pass through
it in perfect safety.
In the room
beyond the doorway.
you'll find what
you're looking for.
Must you drag this on?
This is the moment
I've been anticipating
for a long time. My dear.
Go on. Mr. Holmes.
Through the open doorway
you'll find the man
responsible for
the finger murders
and the death of
Sir George Fenwick.
Professor Moriarity!
Holmes!
Stand still!
What a beautiful
view. Watson.
No. you're not.
You're hypnotized!
You're under a spell.
Stand still. Don't move.
Steady. Holmes.
Steady does it.
Stand perfectly
still where you are.
Nonsense. Watson.
You don't know
what you're doing.
Of course I know
what I'm doing.
You mean. you're
not hypnotized?
Certainly not.
Then get off the
wall. you idiot.
Dear fellow.
What were you
doing out there?
Holding the fort
until you arrived.
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