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Thank you.

What? What is the medical term for obsession?

I feel, you see, that I must lay to rest the

ghost which has haunted me for some time.

I shall be away for several weeks in the highlands.

Meanwhile, your patients might be encouraged by seeing you more often in

consulting room.

What about Baker Street?

Post restaurant, biogenies club and the irregulars. You know my methods.

I shall be watching you.

With my third eye.

110 carats, sir.

Bigger than the oak diamond.

Bigger even than the Koh -i -Noor.

I wonder if the froggies are anxious to get it back.

Closing in ten minutes, sir.

Do you not perceive the strong family resemblance between us? It's the bone

structure. Peculiar to the Garidebs, be they male or female, don't you know? And

this is Emily.

We're descended from good Anglo -Saxon stock.

Ancient blood courses through our veins.

I'm relieved to hear it. Oh, do, please, do sit down.

Did you say Garideb?

Doctor, I'm not in the habit of repeating myself. She's not in the habit

repeating herself.

I've just said that, Agnes, dear.

That's a little hard of hearing, don't you know?

One of my university lecturers was called Gary Depp.

He remembers you, Dr. Watson.

You're related.

He is our brother, Nathan, and the only reason for our presence here today.

He ill?

Not in order. No.

Well, are either of you ladies ill?

Not in order. My sister and I have followed a...

Strict regime of clean, healthy living since we were young girls.

My father wouldn't allow it. And we insist that all our gentlemen do the

Your gentlemen?

Our gentlemen tenants, Dr Watts.

Oh, I see. You rent rooms. Not to anybody, you understand.

My sister and I are most particular about who we have under our roof. Isn't

so, Emily? I don't quite follow. If, um...

If no one is ill, why have you come to see me?

I'd have thought that was obvious, Doctor.

We have a case for Mr Sherlock Holmes.

Mycroft, wake up.

We don't often see you here at the biogenies.

Have you spoken to your brother as requested?

Alas, no.

Well, I don't need to remind you from whence the request came.

It is the Prime Minister's personal wish that your brother should employ his

detective skills, find the Mazarin diamond, and return it to Whitehall

delay. I'm rather afraid Sherlock's unavailable at the present time.

Unavailable?

Inconvenient, I know, but he's engaged in another case up in the Highlands.

He'll expect me back for about a week. Not good enough, Mycroft.

You really must try and keep your brother on a shorter leash.

Do you know the history of the Mazarin diamond?

Yes, of course I do.

It was named after Cardinal Jules Mazarin, a chief minister during the

Louis XIV. It belongs now to Her Majesty the Queen. Yes.

But it is soon to be returned to France, where it belongs, as a goodwill gesture

on the part of the British people. And I think you'll agree that such a gesture

can only help to cement the relationship between our two countries.

To go back on our word now could spell diplomatic assault.

The Prime Minister has asked that your brother investigates this case, and Mr

Holmes has never, ever let him down.

My dear Horatio.

If Sherlock were here, I'm sure he'd be more than delighted to assist.

At least, I think he would.

But he's not here, you see, so he can't.

But I could.

Illuminate me.

He came to the house yesterday.

Who did?

An American came to your house to visit your brother and offered him a large sum

of money.

Five million dollars.

Five million dollars?

Fifteen million dollars to be divided between three people. With the same

Gary Debs. But only male Gary Debs can share the fortune.

Like my brother. And the American.

But it's not Jane, it's a Pike staff doctor.

real Gary Debb at all? Oh, he says he is, but we know otherwise, don't we,

Emily? You do?

How?

Bone structure.

He simply doesn't have it, no?

Of course.

Bone structure.

Whoever he is, the man's an absolute cat.

My cross, think of the country.

Imagine if the Mazarin diamond was never found, or turns up again in a variety

of different shapes.

Our lady, if you'll excuse me.

There are patients waiting to be cleaned.

Here is our card, Doctor.

You will speak on our behalf, won't you, Doctor? Please.

I'll do what I can.

Five million dollars.

Thank you for listening, Doctor.

Come along, Agnes.

He's not as intelligent as I thought he'd be.

The name Garridae will almost certainly mean nothing to you.

But I feel I should relay the particulars of a most extraordinary

How long had the diamond been exhibited before it passed?

Nearly ten years.

Inside the same glass case?

Yes, as we know.

Has this lock ever been changed?

The whole gate would have to be replaced, Mr. Holmes.

Nothing was left to chance.

Inspector, whoever took the diamond was able to walk in here without any

apparent difficulty.

Since there were no marks or scratches on the lock to suggest it was forced, we

may safely conclude the thief had a key.

Once inside, it would have been the work of a moment to smash the chase and

remove the stone.

Colleges at the time of the theft, is that correct?

That's right, sir.

So?

Well, I was just seeing out the last of the public and getting ready to lock up

for the night when he came at me. You saw him?

No, sir.

Before I could turn around, he clobbered me and I went down. He seemed confident

that your attacker was a male who acted alone.

I suppose so, sir.

But I couldn't swear to it.

As far as I knew, the account had gone and the museum was empty.

The account?

The Count Silvius was the last member of the public to leave the building before

the attack happened.

Count Negretto Silvius.

We've spoken to him. He remembers seeing nothing untoward. He would.

And the Commissioner himself has asked me not to pursue that line of inquiry.

The Count was lucky, sir.

If he stayed any longer, he might have got caught as well.

Here he is, Nathan.

Oh, dear.

Oh, he hasn't, has he? Yes, he has.

Ah, young Watkins.

Nice to see you after all these years.

Pay no regard, Doctor.

Well, sit you down, sit you down, young Watkins.

A species of the family, Vespertilionidae.

I found them in a subterranean cavern in my travels in Safala in Southeast

Africa in my younger days.

They don't get out much now, of course. Hands and legs aren't what they were.

Nathan, Dr Watson is asking for Mr Sherlock Holmes.

He's come to talk about the other Mr Gary Debb, not your hands and legs.

Ah, here it is.

Tell him what the American told us.

Our visitor started by explaining that anyone from Kansas in the United States

of America...

would recognize the name Alexander Hamilton Gary Depp.

He had no kith nor kin, but he took a kind of pride in the queerness of the

name, and that's what brought us together.

One day I had a visit from the old man.

He was tickled to death to find someone else with the same name and dead set on

finding out if there were any other Gary Depps in the world.

So he asked me to find him another.

I said I was a busy man and...

Couldn't spend my life hiking around the world in search of other Garadabs.

But when he died, about a year later, he left behind the queerest will ever

filed in the state of Kansas.

His property was divided into three parts, of which I was to have one, on

condition that I found two Garadabs who would share the remainder.

Five million dollars each, if it's a cent.

can't lay a finger on it until we all three stand in a row.

What?

Sir, there isn't one in the whole of the United States.

I went through with a fine -tooth comb and never a garrative could I catch.

Then I decided to try the old country.

And sure enough, there was your name in the London telephone directory.

what it specified in Alexander Hamilton Garrideb's will.

Two down, one to go.

Five million dollars. Hallelujah.

A parallel good fortune.

Female relatives are disqualified.

Surely there must be some other Garridebs in the world.

What do you think?

Well, do you believe this man's story, Mr. Garridape? Oh, without a doubt. That

and on his face.

The man's a rogue.

Your sisters think otherwise.

Emily and Agnes are inclined to read too much romantic fiction.

Inclined to find shadows where there should only be light.

Nonsense. Well, thank you for explaining, Mr. Garridape.

It's been a great pleasure to see you again, sir.

May I have a word with you?

Nathan.

Oh, you silly old...

Well, you'll just have to draw your own conclusions. If, as seems probable, this

American candidate is a rogue, then you may already have seen the last of him.

But please, please let me know if there are any further developments. Oh, we

shall.

Goodbye, sir.

Good day to you then, young Watkins.

Pocky cock and bald ass.

Just think what I could do with five million dollars.

I've got the nucleus of our national collection.

I shall be the hands Sloane of my age.

My Croft Holmes.

Well, well.

First the police, and now you.

You come to find where I am hiding the Mazarin store? I didn't expect a

confession, Count.

Then you won't be disappointed.

Please, sir, if you wish.

Be careful.

It's a hair trigger.

They were a gift from the Princess of Wales.

Such balance.

Such workmanship.

A beautiful thing fits strangely in the wrong hand.

Yes, she is extraordinarily beautiful.

She? The diamond.

Oh. I must say, I'm surprised no one has been tempted to Still are away from

Whitehall before.

I'm sure the temptation was there, Count.

All that was lacking was audacity and opportunity.

Ah. Audacity and opportunity.

And motive.

Avariciousness and greed are motives, Count.

I'm sure you're familiar with them.

The police are satisfied that I was away from the building when the theft

occurred.

Yes, Sarah?

Say that.

I'm following my own line of inquiry, as my brother did with Miss Minnie

Warrender when she accused you of stealing her jewels.

My conscience is clear.

Our past is an unresolved duel, Mycroft.

You may hold some personal grievance against me.

But that gives you no right to sally by good name and reputation.

This is between us, Count.

You and me.

Oh, do forgive me.

It's a hair trigger.

My dear Holmes, I agree that $5 million is an impossibly generous offer, but for

the sake of my old tutor, I hope it doesn't prove to be false.

I'm sorry to disturb you, Doctor.

There's a Mr. Gary there to see you.

Thank you, Mrs. Hudson. Show him in.

Forgive me, I was expecting someone else.

Mr. Nathan Garrett, I suppose.

He must be Dr. Watkins.

Close.

What can I do for you, Mr. Garradip? For a start, you can stop interfering in

matters that don't rightly concern you.

I'm sorry?

I saw the old man and his sisters today, and they told me you were acting on

behalf of Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

That's no reflection on you, Mr. Garradip.

Mr. Holmes and I have means of getting information which is not normally

available to the public.

I don't want the police butting into a private matter.

But surely the sooner we find a third male Garrideb, the better for all

concerned.

Well, that puts it different.

If you're content to help us find the third man, I can't see any harm in that.

I hope I've put your mind at rest, Mr. Garrideb.

John Garadab, I'm sorry if I was a bit short with you back there. Dr. Watkins?

What? It's quite all right.

I'm fairly new to this country and haven't gotten used to your English ways

I guess I must seem impatient to a man like yourself.

Urbane and unsophisticated.

Good luck with your search, Mr. Garadab.

I'll be in touch if I discover anything useful.

Much obliged, Doctor.

Much obliged.

John Garrideb has an English coat, frayed at the elbow and trousers, bagged

the knees with at least a year's wear.

Despite what he says, I'll wager that he hasn't just arrived in this country.

You would hardly refuse to trade with someone who possessed a diamond of

exceptional quality?

That depends, Mr. Mycroft. Oh? On what?

The provenance of the diamond, of course. It's legality.

Even if it were brought to you by a respectable member of society?

Her Majesty could offer me the crown jewels, and I'd still refuse to do

with her.

Strange to think that pieces of crystallized carbon could be the cause

great human happiness.

Some things are better said in private, Mr. Micro.

You two understand.

I think we understand each other. You have a reputable business.

You can't afford to make mistakes.

L 'chaim.

You were offered a diamond.

Yes.

I was interested, of course.

He was willing to pay a lot of money.

Who was?

Tell me, here, the Count and his name.

Count Silvius.

Well, that's no good to me, Archie.

I need them within two days.

With the greatest respect, sir, only Roger Presbury could have cut your

in less than a week, and he took his skills with him to the grave.

Well, then, I'd better find someone alive to do the work while there is

time.

What can you do? Who was Roger Presbrev? Ah, a true genius.

In his hands, the lifeless, shapeless stone became a living, breathing work of

art.

Diamonds were his life.

And his death.

Indeed.

He was murdered five years ago during a quarrel about some gems.

Ah, such a tragedy. Did you see the Count's diamond?

Alas, no.

But he did give me a description of it.

He described a round stone of finest purity and colour, approximately 100

in weight.

A hundred and ten, Mr. Mycroft.

But a little too close for comfort to a description of the Mezzeran stone.

I've taken up another of your time.

Not at all, Mr. Mycroft, sir, not at all.

I've got good news.

Your antipathy for the Count is well known, unlike your reasons. He brings

higher echelons of our society into disrepute. In your opinion.

I suppose you realise that the Count is among the guests at Olivia and James's

palace tomorrow morning.

He should be serving a prison sentence.

And the prince and princess of Wales are unlikely to entertain suspected

criminals, are they?

Drive on, George.

Enchanting. You are an incorrigible flatterer, Count Silvius.

Bertie would be most disturbed if he knew of your attention.

Your most humble servant, ma 'am.

A beautiful thing fits strangely in the wrong hand.

There!

Garadab, constructor of agricultural machinery.

Binders, reapers, steam and hand plows, drills, harrows, farmers' carts,

buckboards, all other appliances.

At the Mitzvah of Pugin Wells, supply Grosvenor buildings after.

John, Nathan, and now Howard.

The third Garadab.

Read the advertisements again, Doctor. Look at the spelling.

Howard Garradet, constructor of agricultural machinery, binders,

and hand plows. And how do you spell plows?

P -L -O -W -S.

That's American spelling.

Well, it could be a printer's error.

Buckboards, artesian wells in Birmingham.

So, you're implying that this advertisement...

has been written by an American, John Garedy. And this Howard Garedy

simply doesn't exist. And yet he has asked Nathan to meet him in his office

alone tomorrow night in Birmingham.

Now, something is wrong, Doctor.

Terribly wrong.

Count Negretto, Sylvia.

Dane Scott, sportsman, man about town, constant.

And now, diamond thief.

I'll have him.

I'll have him.

You can't go in there.

It's quite all right, Mrs. Hudson.

Dr. Watson.

The count has expected.

Well, you might have warned me.

I want to talk to this man in private.

Stay very well, Watson.

You have gone out of your way to annoy me.

You have set your creatures upon my track.

My creatures?

I assure you now.

Two days ago, it was a cabman.

Today, some booming old fool at the palace.

You give my little impersonations too much praise.

So, you admit that you have dogged me. Why?

I want the Mazarin Stone.

You've come here to find out how much I know and how far my removal is

absolutely essential.

Well, I know everything except one thing which you are now about to tell me.

Where is the Mother Anastone?

Well, how the devil should I be able to tell you where she is?

Do you know what's kept in this, uh, notebook, Count?

You... You're all here.

Every action of your vile and dangerous life.

You know you'll make nothing of that.

Uh, here is the robbery on the Trandaluks to the Riviera.

And here, oh, in the same year, Count, is the forged cheque

to the credit lionet.

No, you are wrong there.

Then I'm right, along the others.

Now, Count, you are a card player.

When the other fellow has all the trumps, it saves time to put down

one's hand.

What has all this to do with the Mazaran stone?

I have the cabbie who took you to Whitehall and brought you away again.

I have the attendant who saw you lucking the other jewel case.

I have the jeweler who refused to cut the stone up.

That's the hand I play from.

But one card is missing.

Queen of Diamonds.

You're wasting time if you believe I have her.

Continue to dog me here if it amuses you.

Don't amuse me.

And remember, hair trigger.

How can he hope to dispose of it?

The juror said it would take weeks to cut up the stone.

Only a man called Presbyter... Pray he could do it in less time.

And he's dead.

But the man who killed him may still be alive.

Why does he mean my hair trigger?

He means I won't die in my bed.

These are post -mortem photographs of Roger Presby.

Rather unpleasant, I'm afraid.

You must be used to such sights, Doctor.

Ah, yes, indeed.

And what can it tell us of his murderer, Inspector?

A man called Winter.

I've got his photograph here in our rogues' gallery somewhere.

Found guilty of manslaughter, sentenced to five years.

Oh, released two months ago.

There he is, a native of Chicago.

James Winter.

Alias Moorcroft, alias Evans, alias John Garradib.

The man you know as John Garradib once worked for Roger Pesbury.

It's quite extraordinary.

Get away with him! Get away!

Get away!

Get away!

Get out of the way! Be off! Be off! Officer!

But you're welcome.

Pesbury dead five years.

Identify Garrett M. Sludger. Oh.

My God, I thought it was you.

This is proof.

He feels my boot very close to his backside.

It must be very wearisome for you trying to keep this place tidy, Mrs. Hudson.

My sister and I are quite used to clutter.

It seems that this John Garradive is an imposter. His name is Winter. I told

you, Emily.

I didn't like his eyes. It was the bone structure, dear. You simply didn't have

it. A telegram arrived a moment ago.

Thank you, Mrs. Padden.

Now, ladies, please.

Please come to workshop.

Urgent information, I keep. It is very important that you tell me about your

American lodger and why he left your household.

He didn't leave. He simply disappeared.

Do you remember when?

When?

Oh, dear.

Yes, sir.

Four or five years ago. Isn't that right, Emily?

Give or take a few months. Yes, dear.

Then your brother took over his room.

How clever of you to know that, Doctor.

Miss Carradine.

Miss Carradine.

And Miss Carradine.

Watson, would you be good enough to escort these ladies home? I have urgent

business to attend to. I'll follow you later.

I'll try to persuade...

Nathan, not to travel to Birmingham. We should be so grateful. It could cause

irreparable damage to his health. Forgive me, ladies. Two of the finest

detectives it's ever been my privilege to meet.

Oh, such a coward.

I really am very sorry.

What's done is done, Mr. Michael.

Then... Cedar is in London.

He plans to return to Amsterdam before tomorrow night.

Who is Van Cedar?

He has a boat down on the Thames. I don't know where.

He will take... He will take the Margarine Stone to Amsterdam.

I'm sure the stone hasn't been cut.

Ah.

Well, you see, it can be cleaved.

Split down the grain with a single blow.

Would Presbury's assistant have the necessary skill to cleave a large

He may convince others that he has.

But not me.

The man is a criminal, Mr. Carradine.

But he doesn't exist. No.

He doesn't exist. We've been trying to tell you that. Shut up!

You're jealous because I'm about to inherit five million dollars. I have no

right to insist, but it's my professional advice, Mr. Carradine, that

not travel to Burma. Out of my way, young watchman.

Unless you wish to be trampled underfoot.

When I return tomorrow, I shall be a wealthy man.

Houston!

Doctor, my sister and I will have to retire shortly.

There are plenty of spare beds if you wish to sleep, Doctor. Oh, no, please,

please, don't worry about me, Miss Garibald.

I'll just stay there.

Oh, oh, well, there are plenty of cushions.

Let's pump them up a little more comfortable, I'm sure. No, no, no,

don't let me, um... Don't let me keep you awake.

I'll just draw the curtains for you, Doctor. Oh, no, no, no, please, please,

please, that's why.

You will help yourself to tea and cake, won't you, Doctor? Oh, thank you very

much. Oh, there's a little sherry, if you prefer.

Don't hesitate.

In fact, I might just... Come along, Emily, dear.

Good night, then, Doctor.

Good night.

Oh!

All clear, is it?

Yes.

Splendid.

What an extraordinary room.

I'm afraid Mr. Garridobe is on his way to Birmingham.

Oh, that's excellent.

This is much more serious than I thought, Watson.

You may need this.

There's the candles, Watson.

Is that sherry?

Yes.

It's not bad, this shit.

James Winter, I presume.

Are you all right?

I saw the gun in his hand.

I didn't... You've got the wrong man.

I think not, Mr.

Winter. It was Presbury's idea.

Presbury's dead.

When he was alive, sir.

You've got to believe me.

He went to the museum every week for three years.

All the while figuring out a way to steal the Maslow stone and hack it up.

Making the duplicate key was easy.

Before he had a chance to use it, he died.

He was murdered for that key. Not by me, sir.

I'm sorry, doctor.

I told the jury so at the trial. It was some argument over jewelry.

But they didn't believe me.

Did you steal the Maserati stone?

No, sir.

I did not.

I didn't mean to hit you with it. Then who did?

Presbury's murderer.

The only other man who knew of his plan to steal it.

And the only man cool enough to take a diamond out of Whitehall. And the man

whom you spent five years of your life behind bars.

It suited us both to work together.

Please, let me help you.

He could steal it and I could use Presbury's equipment to cut it fast.

But Nathan, Gary Depp was in the way.

Yeah.

And I was the only one who knew the location of his workshop.

Can you wonder I wanted to get to it?

And can you wonder when I found this, this...

Crazy boom of a bug hunter squatting right in top of it and never quit in his

room Why I had to do all I could to shift him easy

We've been a whole lot easier to put him away, but I'm a

soft -hearted guy As your Lord Byron said He was the

mildest man of man who ever cut a throat.

Where is the measure on stuff?

My associate is bringing it here with him

But I guess now we'll have to forego cleaving it before shipping it to

Amsterdam. By Vanseda?

Yes.

It's already on its way to Amsterdam.

Your associate has betrayed you just as he's betrayed so many others.

He and I made a deal.

And a gentleman always keeps his word.

Oh. Oh.

Oh, Mocha.

What's that?

No, please, please.

Shall I get the dog? No, no, just get me a towel and some water, please. Thank

you. Your associate has used you, Winter.

He'd no intention of allowing you to cleave the stone.

You'd served your purpose.

Now, where is Van Sedder's boat?

Thank you.

Come on.

Brother mine.

Brother.

Merci bien.