All language subtitles for Sherlock.And.Daughter.S01E01.1080p.WEB.H264-EDITH

Good
morning Mr Holmes.

Constable, a list! Every
arrival and departure

front door and back, since
6pm yesterday evening.

At once, if you please.

Good morning, Bullivant.
Chief Inspector

Whitlock, you did very
well to call me so quickly.

Good Lord.

The kidnappers took the
boy from his bedroom.

Got as far as this hallway,
but a maid stopped him.

They battered her
but left the child.

Right. I need to examine the
window at the back of the house

through which the
intruders entered.

My sympathies by the
way for having to

work all night, Chief
Inspector Whitlock.

How could you
possibly know that?

Well it hasn't rained since 4
o'clock this morning and both

your coats are still rather
damp especially along the trim.

And though you've wiped most
of the garden mud from off your

shoes, the knees of your
trousers still show evidence of

wet grime encountered whilst
climbing across a window sill.

I'll interview the
child and talk to

the maid when she's
fully recovered.

The Italian ambassador.

The ambassador can
wait. I'll go and see the boy.

The boy is very frightened.

Well he'll be even
more frightened if on

the next attempt the
kidnappers succeed.

Thank you, Inspector Bullivant.

Hello.

What's your name boy?

Roberto. Or Robert when we're
in England where Mama is from.

When you awoke what did you see?

Two men looking down at me.

How were they dressed?

In black, I think it was dark.

Did you see their faces?

I can't remember. I was
grabbed very quickly.

Do you remember anything
about these men?

They spoke English.

With my accent?

More like
Mr. McGregor's.

Mr. McGregor is
our butler from Scotland.

Where did you get this?

I don't know.

Ow!

You're hurting him.

I'm sorry.

I'm very sorry.

Holmes?

I can't take this case.

What? But you haven't
seen the window.

Or spoken to the maid.

Nor do I need to.

I assure you Inspector Bullivant

is fully capable of
solving the mystery.

But Mr. Holmes, the foreign

minister specifically
requested that you...

I Must reserve my efforts
for more successful crimes.

You cannot walk off again.

He's the Italian
bloody ambassador.

Mr. Holmes, the names you

wanted. Everyone in
and out since 6pm.

Keep it! Add me to the list!

Don't get many of you
folks in Manhattan no more.

Hey, Lady! If you're
headed to the wharf,

the back door's
closer. We can help.

Thanks, but I'm looking for the

ticket offices for
the passengerships.

Going there ourselves.

We can drop you off.
Shrimpy, help the lady.

Oh.

This way.

No thanks. I got it.

I'm Cooper by the way.

Amelia. Amelia Rojas.

Pleasure to make your
acquaintance, Amelia.

First time in New York?

Yeah, just for the
night. From California.

Long way, ain't it? For a
girl to come on her own?

You'd be amazed what you can do

when you don't have a choice.

Wait, Where?

Drop the bag and I won't
slice up your face.

It's only dresses. See.

You came a long way to die.

How much for a ticket to
London on the Stella? One way?

Steerage is thirty dollars.
You got thirty dollars?

No, I was just robbed.

But maybe we can make
some sort of trade.

You want to make
my day more fun?

How about something
more valuable?

My mother was an inventor.

These are blueprints
for a machine

that boils milk and
stores it in bottles.

Why would anyone want that?

It keeps milk fresher
for longer so you

can travel with it
on trains or ships.

What? No magic beans?

Here, let me see.

Homemade dresses.
Indian trinkets.

Ten a penny. Now,
huh, what's this?

Aha not bad.

A killer used this
knife to murder someone.

It's not for sale.

Oh, um, that...

That was my mother's. It has
her picture on the inside.

I can't trade that watch.

Guess we're done then.

Wait, wait. wait.

Just give me time to
copy her portrait.

Will that be okay? Please.

The ship sails in two hours.

You don't put that watch in my
hand as you board, well then,

enjoy New York. Get on.

Missed his breakfast
this morning,

so I'm serving it after dark.

How is it this evening?

In a right strop.

Mrs. Halligan, this
egg is overcooked.

We've had this
conversation before.

Sorry, Mr Holmes, but last
time you said it was too runny.

To accompany toast,
soldiers. A single egg must

be boiled for four
minutes and 12 seconds,

unless, of course,
it is an ostrich

egg, which I do not
believe to be the case.

I told you, sir, when my
husband agreed we should help

with this crisis of my sister
and Dr. Watson's kidnapping,

but I'd only ever worked as a

housekeeper, and my kitchen
skills were limited.

But you can tell the time can
you not? You can use a ruler.

You can recollect
basic instructions.

Four minutes, 12
seconds to boil the egg,

three-quarters of an

inch by one-and-a-quarter
inch for soldiers.

Quiet. So find me
someone who can

follow these simple
orders, please.

Wait! What are you doing?

Closing the curtains. It's
pitch dark outside, sir.

Do not close my
curtains. Please.

Will there be
anything else, sir?

No, Mrs. Halligan. Good night.

Lamp in
window tonight to show

you will observe the thread.

Or Watson and Hudson
will pay like your maid.

I saw you drawing
earlier. May I see?

It just sketches.

I promise not to take up
too much of your time.

Sure.

Uh...

Oh, but these are amazing.

The pictures of my
parents, they're beautiful.

It must be so wonderful to
be so good at something.

It must be wonderful to
have such beautiful dresses.

Mama and I have to
look good for Papa.

He's to be the new United States

ambassador to the court
of St. James in London.

Where I don't know a soul.

Well, Lady Violet, but I'd
hardly consider her a friend.

Do you know anyone in London?

A gentleman who lives
on Baker Street.

He doesn't know me.

How mysterious.

Well, perhaps you
can meet people at

the ball my father's
throwing at me.

Your father's
throwing you a ball?

To celebrate my official
debut into society.

Afterwards, some duke
or lord will marry me

in exchange for some of
Grandpa's gold mines.

Sounds more like a
market than a dance

It's not very romantic,
but Lady Violet

says it's what every
young heiress wants.

The lady trains young ladies to

be worthy of
aristocratic husbands.

Is that your mother?

Yes, that's Mama.

Is she on board?

No, she couldn't make the trip.

MThat picture of my parents is

amazing. I'm sure Papa
would buy it from you.

Excuse me, Clara. Is
this girl bothering you?

Why, no, Lady Violet, she...

She should be in steerage.

Well, I've become very good
friends with Amelia Rojas.

Charmed

Clara.

For your parents.

Thank you, Amelia. Perhaps
we'll see you at dinner?

So, will you be joining
us at Captain's Table?

I thought I'd have them
deliver the quail to my cabin.

Get back below deck
where you belong.

And if I see you again before we

disembark, you will finish
this voyage in the brig.

Mind
yourself, Madam.

Amelia! Amelia!

There you are!

I wanted to find you after
dinner, to say thank you

for the picture you
drew of my parents.

Oh, it was my pleasure.

Um, Clara, darling?

You should not think we're
from different classes.

I don't believe in that.

You should feel
free to call on us.

Well, but if I
don't see you again,

have a great time in London.

You too, Amelia.

You too.

Walk on!

Can I get anything for this?

Thank you.

Papers!
Get your papers!

Lavender! Would you like some?

No, thanks.

Come get your papers, madam.

Here you go.

remains found of servant
of Sherlock Holmes

The mortal remains of a
woman who washed ashore at

Bermondsey, have been
identified as Mariah Malloy,

servant recently in the
employ of Sherlock Holmes.

Ahem!

No loitering. You
know the rules.

Um, no.

No, I don't.

Sorry.

New in town.

Find your customers
elsewhere, dearie.

This is a public park.

Oh, I'm not.

Excuse me, how dare you?

I have business here.

On a park bench, with who?

Sherlock Holmes.

Right.

And after you have tea with him,

you can play marbles with
her majesty at the palace.

I just might do that.

Eh.

Off you go.

Come on.

Off you go.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

Mr. Holmes is not
receiving today.

I advise you to write him rather
than attempt tpo gain enterance

without invitation.

Good day.

Where the hell have you been?

Come in quick.

We're almost out of time.

Oh, I thought the agency
wouldn't send anyone else.

Put your bag down.

Do you have your uniform?

No.

We could have fit two of you
into the last one's gear.

It'll have to do until
Mrs. Finds you better.

Pull it over your head.

Hurry!

Mrs.

This is

Amelia.

I don't care if you're
the Queen of Sheba, girl.

If you ain't on time tomorrow,
it's out the door you go

like the three girls
will cave before you.

Do I make myself clear?

Yes, ma'am.

We're shorthanded

So you'll be expected to
cook as well as clean.

Okay.

I beg your pardon.

Yes, ma'am.

Don't just stand there.

He'll want his full
English in 15 minutes.

Some people cannot
take no for an answer.

The Mrs. isn't a
bad sort, really.

Just don't let her down.

Make the gentleman a
good breakfast now.

Wow.

Enter!

Sorry.

First day.

Where do you want it?

On the table.

Get it? While it's hot.

The lid.

Sorry.

I shall not like this to escape.

May I ask who you are?

Amelia. I'm Amelia Rojas.

But you're not the new
scullery maid, am I correct?

No, that's not why I came here.

Your voice identifies
you as American

from the West based
on your boots,

fallen on hard times, given
their former qualities.

Your former quality
and current decrepitude

newly arrived, judging by
the scent of cheap pine

and ship's wax, as used in
stearage and from California.

Your belt buckle is indicative

of the jewellery
metalwork of the area.

Elementary.

For Sherlock Holmes.

You also have no
experience whatsoever.

As a domestic, nor
any culinary aptitude.

Mr. Holmes, I can explain.

My mother and I lived a
long way from nowhere.

At night, she would read
stories from the paper

about your cases.

And she told me that
if I ever needed help,

I should find you.

M Well, I'm sorry.

Not only can I not help you,

these days I cannot
even help myself.

Is everything satisfactory, sir?

No! No, Mrs. Halligan,
everything is not satisfactory.

In future, kindly take the
references of any employee

before allowing them to
poison me in my own study.

Pay Miss Rojas one
week's wages in advance,

terminate her employment
forthwith, and show her out.

And take this,
this, look at this.

Miserable excuse for
breakfast with you. Thank you.

My mother said you
were a great man.

She must have been mistaken.

Hey, Mr. Holmes, I told
him you wasn't receiving

what the chief
inspector insisted.

I apologize for interrupting
your breakfast, sir.

Paul Anderson, newly
appointed U.S. ambassador

to the Court of St. James.

My wife Marjorie.

Mr. Holmes, we
arrived yesterday.

This morning we woke to
find my daughter missing.

You must help us.
Clara is missing?

Clara is missing?

How do you know the
name of our daughter?

I'll show you.

Extraordinary.

From what I know of
these cases, Mr. Holmes,

there's no time to lose.
Will you please help us?

I must attend Her Majesty
the Queen at noon,

as incoming ambassador.

We would like to
tell Her Majesty

that you are assisting us.

May the ambassador do that.

I was on the ship.

I drew a picture of you
two and gave it to Clara,

but I kept my one
of her for myself.

You're the girl from the ship.

The one Clara told us about.

And look, here she is,
working for Mr. Holmes,

It's a sign, an answered prayer.

Very well.

You may tell Her Majesty I
will examine the crime scene.

Bring your maid. She
knows her, Clara.

She may be able to help.

Carry this

Do not touch anything and
definitely do not speak.

Repeat my commands.

But you just told
me not to speak.

Thank
you for coming, Mr. Holmes.

Can you offer a
summary of events

leading to the discovery

young Clara had gone missing?

I retired early, our
first night ashore.

A maid brought
Clara Coco at nine

and returned in the morning
to wake her just after 7 a.m.

Clara wasn't in her room.

She reached the house,
the grounds, nothing.

My wife and I were
sleeping next door.

She didn't hear anything.

There was no demand
for her ransom?

Not yet.

Thank you.

Would you please wait
downstairs with your wife?

Inspector Bullivant,
gather the servants.

I shall interview
them presently.

Bag

That's Clara's, all right.

You appear to have
the memory span

of a goldfish, I
said no speaking.

Well, but I've seen
Clara and you haven't.

That's the right color
and length for me.

Listen and learn so that your
long trip is not entirely wasted

and one day you may be
able to tell your children

that you studied with the
great Sherlock Holmes.

Now the first principle
of deduction...

Is that each possibility must
be considered and eliminated,

last to remain, no matter
how improbable is the truth.

So you have read Watson's
sentimental little stories.

Well, a parrot may
recite even Shakespeare.

Nota Bene. this room
has three exits.

Door and windows.

No, Clara's not the type of girl
to go jumping out of windows.

I see two candles.

Yes.

One left by the maid last
night, burnt to the nub.

The other is...

Lit by whoever came for Clara.

Whom? Whom ever?

Can you identify your
mysterious intruder?

Well, there were constables
guarding the grounds

and there's no sign
of forced entry.

An insider.

The cheap brass variety often
employed by those below stairs.

So your servant
kidnapper came in

with a candle but
left in darkness?

Maybe he had his hands full.

Don't touch.

It's tobacco.

Yes. From the fingers
of the carrier.

Watson once tested
me blindfold and

I was able to
identify 17 tobaccos

from smell alone.

Now, this one I can't quite get.

I can.

Well, do not leave
me in suspense.

It's California's
finest chawing tobacco.

It has a disgustingly
strong smell.

And it reminds me of
something... something...

Something American.

Laudanum?

Clara was drugged and
carried out unconscious.

Mr. Holmes, are you all right?

I've finished my
examination and must leave.

Well, we were just
getting somewhere.

MThere is no "we".

You offered to help
find their daughter.

I said I would visit the crime
scene and I have done so.

For now we must withdraw.

Well, like you said,
there is no "we".

My mother didn't
raise me to quit

or to leave without
saying goodbye.

So I'll apologize
to them for you.

As you like. Good day.

Don't tell me
I've been waiting on you.

Where's Holmes?

He's still upstairs.

No.

He had to rush out.

What could possibly be more
important than this kidnapping?

It was in connection
to a clue he found.

And he left me behind to
follow up with the servants.

In that case?

We have had no time
to hire staff, but...

Cassie has been a cook with
the American Embassy for years.

Impeccable references.

The poor girl is right.

As ninepence last when

I brought her cocoa
last night. I swear.

No one is blaming you, Cassie.

Was anyone with you
when you made the cocoa?

The coachman. He has
a supper by the fire.

The coach house is
ever so draughty.

And did you leave the room

before taking the
cocoa to Clara?

Only to attend Mrs Anderson.

You rang for a hot water jar

Indeed I did.

The window in our room was

carelessly left open.
We were freezing.

I was only gone
for five minutes.

And Charlie was
there the whole time.

Was he?

How long has Charlie worked
at the ambassador's house?

Only recent.

But he was our
driver in America.

We sent him over a month early
to help get things ready for us.

And he's a truly nice young man.

Well, only one or
two odd habits.

Like chewing tobacco.

Only in the coach house.

I make him spit out the
tobacco before he comes inside

Could I speak to
Charlie, please?

Fetch him, Cassie. But
don't say what it's about.

Allow me.

Miss...

Rojas.

Have you worked for
Mr Holmes' long?

I mean, were you on
our ship returning

from some secret
mission on his behalf?

I'm sorry. I can't
answer that question.

I see.

Well then, as a fellow
American, let me be blunt.

Chief Inspector Whitlock advised

me not to hire Sherlock Holmes.

He said in recent weeks
that even Dr Watson,

who has been his

friend for years,
has abandoned him.

And that your employer's work
had become erratic, unsound.

And not to frighten
you, but the police

also said that recently
his maid was murdered.

And he will do nothing
to aid in the inquiries.

If anyone in London can find

Clara, I promise
you it's Mr Holmes.

He will find your daughter.

And he will not give
up until he has.

Charlie's gone now. So is
your carriage and horses.

What?

Here's your bag from upstairs.

Was that all you
have in the world?

That's all I need.

Your week's wages.

At least take this. It's just

bread and cheese
and a pickled onion.

Thanks for your hospitality.

Oh, and please let Mr Holmes
know that I solved his case.

Perhaps you should tell
Mr Holmes yourself.

Mr and Mrs Halligan now will

require nothing
further this evening.

So...

Off with no farewell.

You made it clear you
didn't want me here.

And you don't care anything
about finding Clara.

Of course I want
to find the girl.

What did you learn?

Clara was kidnapped by Charles

Holroyd, the
ambassador's coachman.

I saw him at the ship when
he collected the Andersons.

I remembered that he spat back
right in front of my feet.

The same awful smell as
was on the candle holder.

And he's gone off with the
ambassador's coach and horses.

And according to
Cassie the cook,

Charlie was the only
one other than her

who could have put
laudanum in the cocoa

done when she took a hot water
jar up to the Andersons' room

because it was cold last night,

and someone left
the window open.

Do you know where he is now,
this Charlie the coachman?

Not yet.

Hardly case clothes then, is it?

Besides, I still have questions.

Such as?

Such as who are you?

You've studied my method,
you've infiltrated my home,

you've ingratiated yourself
with the ambassador's family.

Who sent you?

My mother.

For what reason? Explain.

That's what I came here to do.

Then wait no longer.

It was a few months ago.

Mama was finishing drawing
up a self-propelled float

before an annual parade
they had on Los Angeles.

So she asked me to deliver her
designs and collect her fee.

Be careful in the city.

Stop at the store and make sure

there are plums
on your way home.

Did you perform these tasks?

Yes, it took me three days.

This trip already seems endless
and I assume you return.

Mom, I'm home. I had
to wait and leave once.

The store wasn't open when I...

When I first got there.

Got there.

My mother always told me that if
anything should happen to her,

that I should take this
picture out of its frame

and put it with her scrapbook.

There was a note
for me on the back.

My darling, Amelia.

If you are reading
this, then I am gone

without telling you the
truth about your father.

I always said he was an explorer
who died before you were born.

This is the only lie I ever
told you and I am sorry for it.

Your true father
is Sherlock Holmes.

Go to London.

Find him.

Sherlock will help you now.

No mother could ever be
more proud of her daughter.

I love you always, Mom.

Her name was Lucia Rojas.

Well, it probably
goes without saying

the name Lucia Rojas
means absolutely.

Nothing to me.

That's not true.

You're...

You're my father.

Unfortunately, you are
not the first nor in

all probability the last
to make such a claim.

I havenever even
been to California.

Bye, Miss Rojas.

Wait. Please.

You never went to California.

But Mama came here. To London.

She... she performed
in the Wild

West show and helped
design its scenery.

I've no idea what you expect
this drawing to prove,

but you can strike
paternity from the list.

If your mother did
regale you with

these stories, I'm
sure she meant well.

Perhaps she read some of the
lurid accounts of my cases in

the American penny Dreadfuls
and imagined a liaison.

My mother was no dreamer.
She sent me here to find you.

She said that you
would know what to do.

But it appears that you no
longer care about anything.

What am I supposed
to care about?

About why my mama
was murdered and

who would do such
a terrible thing?

Miss Rojas, my condolences.

I'm sure your mother was in her
way a remarkable woman and I

hope much less trouble
than you seem to be.

The great Sherlock Holmes

I'll solve Mama's murder myself.

And while I'm at it, I'll
find Clara Anderson too.

With or without you.

Wait!

Wait.

To be clear, I do not believe

for a minute you
are my offspring.

By putting that aside
for the moment, I

do find myself in
need of an assistant.

And from what I have
seen on your first

day in my employ, you
are a passable artist.

An eager and
intelligent pupil with

a surprisingly good
open-handed slap.

Please, take a seat.

Clara Anderson's
kidnapping is a crime

in which I may not
visibly involve myself.

But you, a girl, you'll arrived
in the city and like most

Americans fond of asking
far too many questions,

could go where I cannot.

Provided you are
truly interested

in learning my methods.

If you have something to teach.

I do.

But under some
non-negotiable conditions.

Those would be.

You will only undertake
tasks I set for you.

You will follow my instructions
to the letter. You will tell

no one what you are doing and
you will report only to me.

And perhaps the skills you
learn may later be employed to

investigate the
murder of your mother.

In the meantime,
to avoid suspicion,

you will remain in
your current position.

Scullery made and cook at
two pounds per month. Agreed?

Okay then.

When do we start
on finding Clara?

Tomorrow morning.

Do you have anything
else to say?

If my mother said so.

Then I am your daughter.

Just help me crack the case.

Sorry to leave you here,

but others will
be here very soon.

And you won't be alone.

Hear that?

They're still alive.

They've been here for weeks.

Please don't be
any trouble, Clara.

The other men who
watch this place,

well, they're not as nice as me.

I have to close the lid now.

If I were you, I'd
just try to sleep.