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You may inform

the Secretary of
the Royal Society

that I have
entitled my lecture

Darwin's
Fundamental Error.

That'll raise a
few hackles, sir.

Will it not?

I must be off.

You can acknowledge
all of these.

There's a good chap.

Thanks.

Father?

My dear?

Did you hear how Roy
barked last night?

It was dreadful.

No, no I didn't.

Did you hear him Bennett?

I can't say I did, sir.

He kept on and on.

He howled too.

I'm sure someone
got into the garden.

An intruder?

Well yes, because.

Oh father

someone looked in at me,

at my window.

Impossible.

You must have
been dreaming.

Oh, Edith nobody
could reach your window.

It's far too
far off the ground.

I'm sure
I wasn't dreaming.

Bennett, you take charge

or I shall be late
for the faculty meeting.

I leave you in your
fianc�e's care my dear.

If he proves as good
a husband to you as

he has amanuenses to me,

you'll be a
fortunate woman.

Allay her fears Bennett.

I know you can.

Can you believe me?

Not easily, no.

I mean as
your father said.

Come and look.

I'm awfully busy
with these notes

on Saimiri
Sciureus to type,

and then the proof
of your father's...

Jack, I know
I wasn't dreaming

and you know Roy
doesn't bark at nothing.

I want you to
see for yourself.

You must.

Please.

And then after
the barking woke me

I heard another sound

from just below here.

From below?

There and there,
do you see?

The ivy's pulled away.

I must have fainted.

The next thing
I knew it was dawn.

You're quite,
quite certain

you didn't
dream this, Edith?

Quite.

Jack, I insist
you believe me.

Very well.

And that you inform
Sherlock Holmes

of the facts.

Oh, darling.

Or I shall reconsider
our engagement.

But why?

I could not give my hand

to a man who
doubts my word.

Watson, come at
once if convenient.

If inconvenient
come all the same.

Holmes, I got your note

and it is inconvenient,

damned inconvenient.

Your old wound
is troubling you.

No.

I prefer to differ.

Your step was
uneven on the stairs.

I have a full
surgery Holmes.

You must excuse a
certain abstraction
of mind, Watson.

I see.

It's a tangled scheme.

I've been looking
for the loose end

which might unravel it.

One such might
reside in the question,

does Professor Presbury's
daughter wake or dream.

I'm summoned here
for no more than this?

You've heard of Presbury?

Of course, who hasn't?

He's our most
distinguished
natural scientist.

He's a widower
with one daughter.

She insists someone
appeared at her
window last night.

Ms. Presbury's bedroom
is on the second floor

and is completely
inaccessible to even

the most agile
cat burglar.

Read this.

It arrived by
the 1:00 post.

The author already
arrives ahead of his time,

a most
precipitant young man.

Mr. Bennett, my friend
and colleague Dr. Watson.

How do you do?

Mr. Bennett.

Please sit down.

No, forgive me.

Mr. Holmes,

I fear I've made a
grave error of judgment.

I should not have been
in touch with you at all.

I've wasted your
time entirely.

It is not a
rational reason

for Ms. Presbury's fears.

No, no I can't say that.

Well it's, it's a
delicate matter but I,

I must beg you to
proceed no further.

I can of course
recompense you.

Mr. Bennett, your letter
was less than frank,

was it not?

I set out the facts.

Not all I suspect.

Probably out of loyalty
to your fianc�e,

Ms. Presbury?

You're aware of her?

As I am of your
employer's engagement

to Ms. Alice Morphy,

the daughter of the famous

comparative anatomist.

She resides next door
to the Presburys,

does she not?

How do you know
of the engagement?

The Times, July the 1st,

September the 5th
respectively.

Mr. Holmes' memory is of
a photographical order.

Quite so.

Oh, dear.

Mr. Bennett, I do
appreciate your
predicament.

As a scientist and
a rationalist yourself

I dare say you're
reluctant to accept
the evidence

insisted upon
by Ms. Presbury.

Further, as a father's
trusted assistant

to have recourse
to me must smack to
you of disloyalty.

Exactly.

I'm part of the
family except that Edith,

Ms. Presbury, she was
so upset that she,

Mr. Bennett, who would
you prefer to alienate,

your perspective wife
or her celebrated father?

You give me a choice
of evils, neither.

Then furnish me
with the facts

and I will see
how I can help you.

You may rely on the
discretion of both of us.

Well.

Would you for example

describe Ms. Presbury,

as an impressionable,
fanciful girl?

No, quite the reverse.

Ms. Alice Morphy?

Perhaps
Professor Presbury's

engagement to her

came to you as
something of a surprise.

He is after all
three times her age.

And this velour?

I prefer that one,

with the osprey feathers.

Could you ask
him, do you think?

Father's extremely
proud of his orchids.

I hate them.

They're so,

oh I don't know,
so impure somehow.

Do please ask him not
to send them anymore.

There's a sweet
friend, Edith, please?

Can you not ask him?

I couldn't.

I dare not.

I'm such a coward.

Well.

Oh, please?

You've got so much
more character than me.

You're as strong as he.

But Alice,

if you dare not ask
this of my father

how will you ever manage
those deeper conflicts

that occur even in the
happiest of marriages?

Oh, I don't know.

I'm so frightened.

Of marrying my father?

I wish,

no, please don't ask.

Let's not speak of it.

What do you think
of this one?

Neither Ms. Presbury nor
I consider her father's

infatuation
with Ms. Morphy

to be entirely
appropriate.

Rather excessive.

And her parents

have no objections
to the marriage?

The professor is a
respectable widower.

And a wealthy man.

When may I call?

Call?

To view
Ms. Presbury's window,

to determine for
myself its accessibility

and otherwise
to an intruder.

Shall we say 11:00
tomorrow morning?

Professor Presbury
will be at his college.

That's of no matter.

At present my inquiries
are purely logistical.

I have never
had any secrets
from the professor.

Mr. Bennett,

let me refer you to
your first question,

which you have
in fact answered.

You're more inclined
to Ms. Presbury's party

than you are to
your employer's.

Yes, yes, I dare say.

Thank you.

Good day.

Good day.

Holmes, you're
prying into the affairs

of a perfectly
respectable family.

Why is Bennett
so reluctant
to tell the truth?

Loyalty.

It is as plain
as a pack staff.

Let us hope so.

Yet he wrote to
me under duress.

You notice his
handwriting,

the crossing of
the T's with such
deep indentation?

And then upon his
arrival his endeavors

to call the
whole thing off, no,

there's more to this
than meets the eye.

I do not agree.

This case is
unworthy of you.

I must return
to my surgery.

Maybe I'll see
you tomorrow.

Father?

My dear.

I trust you slept better?

Oh, yes.

Last night I moved
to the guest bedroom.

Oh, no need surely.

It was but an ugly dream.

Father, Alice
has asked me,

Yes?

The truth is she does
not care for orchids.

She doesn't?

Well, why did
she not say so?

Well, she was afraid to.

You forget how
formidable you are father.

The silly girl.

Well, then she
shall have roses.

Yes, two dozen red roses.

Roy was quiet
enough last night.

Not to rouse him, sir.

Docility itself,
(unintelligible).

All right,

He's grown accustomed
to his shackles.

The poor beast.

Shall we go up?

If Ms. Presbury
has no objection.

I understand
the necessity.

Let us lead
the way my dear.

I'm glad you're more
yourself today, Watson.

You were a veritable
bear yesterday.

A touch liverish perhaps.

This is where the
figure appeared?

Yes.

There's no ladder
on the premises

that could
reach this height?

No.

Was the window ajar?

Yes, I keep
the door locked.

Did the hand touch
the windowpane?

I don't know.

I fainted.

Of course you did,
of course you did.

Well, that's a
formidable elevation,

yet the ivy's
strong, Hedera Helixis,

torn away just here.

Ms. Presbury,

your father has
returned prematurely.

Oh, no.

He mustn't know
you're here Mr. Holmes.

That can
scarcely be avoided.

However, let us go down.

The backstairs?

Certainly not.

Bennett, what did
you do with my lecture?

Who the devil
are you, sir?

Father, I'm sorry.

Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

Who?

The detective.

Professor Presbury,

my card.

221 B,

hardly an address
to inspire confidence.

I have never sought

to inspire
confidence in others.

I have quite
enough of my own.

May I introduce my
colleague Dr. Watson?

Certainly not, you
may leave at once
the pair of you.

Father, they are
here at our request.

But not mine, Edith.

And you Bennett,

you should have
consulted me

before resorting
to such methods,

a common detective and
his accomplice, really.

Now, sir,

allow me to escort
you from the premises.

My assistant
had no authority

to engage you
in this matter.

Kindly inquire
into it no further.

Should you persist I
shall have no hesitation

in calling the police.

Lestrade of Yard is well
known to me so beware.

I would
hesitate in calling
Lestrade, professor,

if you wish to have
the mystery solved.

There is no
mystery, sir, none.

Now be gone with you

or would you have
me release my dog?

Believe me he'll
not distinguish

between a hired snoop
and an intruder.

Will you be gone,
sir, will you?

We shall, sir, we shall
but you are over the mark.

Kindly watch your words.

As a breed,

despite their
ferocious appearance

these dogs are
seldom vicious.

I'm surprised that Roy
needs chaining at all

unless it is for your
safety as much as ours.

The dog reflects
family life Watson.

Does it indeed.

Whoever heard of a frisky
dog in a gloomy home

or a sad dog
in a happy one?

Snarling people
have snarling dogs.

You observed the
Presbury's Irish wolfhound

as well as I.

He growled quite as
much at his master
as it did at us,

two complete strangers.

That animal did not
reserve its animosity

solely for the professor.

We'll seek verification
from young Bennett

when he arrives.

I sent word by way
of Jack Macphail

after our meeting at
the Goat and Compasses.

Another of
your agents Holmes?

The Presburys' coachman.

He has charge of Roy.

I joined him last night

for what he
calls a wee Goldie.

Here's Bennett,
precipitous as ever.

Come in.

Good morning.

Mr. Holmes, Dr. Watson,

I must apologize

for your unfortunate
encounter yesterday.

But also...

There's no need.

In fact, it has provided
the very first clue

to this odd affair.

Do sit down.

Thank you.

Mr. Holmes, I cannot
pretend that I am happy

to have answered
your summons.

Of course and I
continue to appreciate

the division of
your loyalties.

It's no small wonder that
you've withheld so much.

Roy first attacked his
master on the evening

of September the
2nd, did he not?

How can you know that?

As the professor came from
his study into the hall

he restrained the dog.

On this occasion

he was merely shut
up in the scullery.

The next morning he
was as right as rain

or so Macphail informs me.

Macphail?

Who better than
the family coachman

to advise me how matters
might truly stand?

Forgive me Mr. Holmes,

I should have told
you myself but...

But you didn't.

The second attack
occurred 13 days later.

Again, the professor
was in the hall.

Fortunately this
time he was able

to put the study
door between himself

and the altered
animal, was he not?

Edith wanted Roy
chained from that moment.

But her father
overruled her.

He insisted
that he was still

a dear affectionate dog,

that he wasn't
congenitally vicious.

But not after
the third attack?

No, he did agree then that
he had to be restrained.

And Roy was
banished to the chain
in the stable yard.

Yes.

Macphail believes that the
change in Roy's behavior

stems from about
two months ago?

I think it may have.

I, I didn't keep a
straight note of it.

Consult your fianc�e
Bennett and Macphail.

A precise log
of these events

may yet prove pertinent.

I observed that the
professor lectures

at the university at
2:00 this afternoon.

I shall call then.

No, I couldn't
possibly agree, no.

Bennett, Ms. Presbury
did not dream.

Someone or something
looked in upon her.

It is my conviction
that your fianc�e

is in grave danger.

From who?

No, sir, from
whom or from what.

As secretary you handle

the professor's
correspondence.

Oh yes,
it's my responsibility

to open every letter.

Has it always been
Ms. Presbury's habit

to lock her bedroom
door at night?

Um, no, well it,

well she told me that...

Yes?

It was after Roy began
to behave so strangely.

That she too became
afraid of the dog?

Mr. Holmes, you
mustn't touch his desk.

Bennett!

Thank you.

Inform me of the
correspondence

the professor had with
someone called Dorak

inhabiting Com Read.

No, no, no,

Commercial Road
of course CC.

It would appear that
the professor answers

such
correspondence himself.

Well, again...

Again, you've been
reluctant to speak.

Yes.

Some eight weeks
ago he told me that

certain missives might
arrive from East Central

marked by a cross
under the stamp.

A code?

And did they regularly?

Irregularly.

I was to leave
them unopened

and speak of
them to no one.

You said missive.

They were not letters.

Well, some were,

others were small packets.

And did you observe

Professor Presbury's
replies?

No.

They didn't pass
through my hands.

Yet the evidence
would suggest
that he did respond.

To the Hindu the dog

is a traditional
enemy of the monkey.

What was that Watson?

What?

Nothing.

Jack?

Oh, I, I wasn't aware.

No, I couldn't tell you,
you'd already gone out.

I see.

I've invited Alice
to take tea with us.

Do not be too severe upon
your fianc�e Ms. Presbury.

He has acted for the best.

And please
will you continue

to lock your
door at night.

The prowler who
looked in upon you

is no ordinary creature.

Good day.

Jack, you shouldn't
have brought him in here.

I didn't want to
but he insisted.

He says there's
grave danger.

Was that Sherlock Holmes?

The Sherlock Holmes?

Your observation
goes to the very heart

of this business Watson.

Observation?

Considering the
monkey and the dog,

the very heart of it.

Oh, you think so?

Now if you'd be so kind

as to accompany me
to the university

you can drive on to
the Commercial Road,

inquire after Dorak.

That's not an
address Holmes.

The Commercial Road
is a mile long

from Allgate east
to LimeHouse.

We'll ask a custom monger
where Dorak's shop.

Shop?

Come on Watson,
I'm going to be late.

The equatorial rain
forests of Africa,

Asia and Southern America

are filled with
the sound and movement

of a multitude of species

from the primate family,

This physical activity,

the swinging
amongst branches,

the flying leaps
from treetop to treetop

and loud raucous calling,

not only defines
territorial rights
in the forest.

For example for
food gathering,

the tender shoots
of tree and shrub

are particularly prized,

but also is
frequently among

the males a ritual display

either to ward
off unwelcome intruders

or to impress a
particular female

with a sexual potential
of the performer.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Good afternoon, looking
for somebody are ya?

I believe there's
some livery stables

here or nearby.

No, no, we got a
Macker's Yard next door,

that's all.

Oh, right, right you are.

It's a dead end.

Oh, I could see a
way through, yes.

You're a narc or what?

Not at all.

Out.

I'm sorry.

I said out.

You just can't take
it in, can you?

I beg your pardon?

I said out
and I meant out.

No admittance, mate.

These are
commercial premises.

What do you mean by that?

I mean it's a shop.

It must be
early closing day.

This is ridiculous.

Is it?

My dear Lestrade, I'm
astonished that you,

a man of your standing

should call upon
so petty an errand.

Professor Presbury
objects most strenuously

to your investigations
Mr. Holmes.

His complaint is that of
unjustified harassment.

The justification
has yet to be proved.

Has Presbury informed
you of the facts?

Of course.

And your conclusions?

A girl half asleep,

mistook a cat or a bird

or both for an intruder.

That's all.

It's trifle.

Such a simple explanation,

however, it
begs the question

of the family dog,
does it not?

Does it?

What dog?

Presbury did not
mention Roy's part

in this affair is strange.

Clearly a partial witness.

I suggest you ask him.

You're not in full
possession of the facts

of this complex case.

Trust you to say
there's more to it

than meets the eye,
Mr. Holmes.

I never concern
myself in anything

without that stimulus.

If you persist you
may find yourself

at the wrong end

of a private
prosecution you know.

Professor Presbury
is a determined man.

Then we're fairly
matched, are we not?

I knew it.

Well, I've said my say.

Mr. Holmes.

Lestrade.

Right, you can do it?

Yeah, easier
than Maidstone,

poor old fellow.

144 Commercial Road.

Oh, you located
Dorak, good.

He appears to run
a general store

as far as I can tell.

Sells everything from
flatirons to fishhooks.

Can you be more specific?

Well, can't be a very
prosperous business.

Why not?

Because the general
public are not allowed in.

Did you discover
anything else?

Apart from
being threatened

by an unhelpful brute

in an alley at the
side, very little.

He obviously
works there because
he followed me back

to the shop and
threatened me again.

Oh, there was another
fellow sharply dressed,

a waistcoat
with a mustache.

A Cheroot?

Yes, yes, he did.

Sounds like Harry Wilcox,

more usually
of Soho Square

than the East End.

Anything further?

Not really
except the smell.

There was a very odd
smell about the place.

Of what?

Well it's not easy to say.

It belonged to
the animal kingdom.

Straw or stables?

More like a zoo.

You're still up.

Yes, sir, I thought I
might finish these proofs.

Very conscientious
of you but no, no,

you get to bed.

I'd rather not, sir.

I should like...

Get to bed.

Go on with you.

Yes, sir, very well.

Good night, sir.

Good night.

Darling wake up, it's me.

Edith?

Who is it?

It's me, open the door.

What is it?

I saw,

I can't describe.

Oh, the intruder.

We must rouse your father.

Professor Presbury?

Father?

Sir, sir?

Both of you, what is it?

Jack thought he saw...

I fancied I,

I heard an intruder, sir.

You did?

Yes, Roy too
was exercised

but when I looked out
just now there was nothing

and he since quieted down.

But you thought you saw...

Yes, I thought I saw...

Yes?

An animal.

An animal?

No, it must have been
a trick of the light, sir.

Must have been, yes, sir.

I was mistaken.

My apologies.

Good night.

Bennett?

Yes, sir?

Get some sleep.

There's a good chap.

Yes, sir.

Of course.

Watson?

Watson?

Watson?

Unofficially a
gang is at work.

Other zoological gardens

have reported
similar thefts?

Oh, yeah, my
colleagues in Driscoll

are investigating
the theft

of two rhesus
monkeys and a baboon

removed only last week.

A traveling menagerie
in Oxfordshire

lost a prized chimpanzee

and Maidstone,
their finest gorilla.

Big Charlie?

Yeah.

Delightful chap.

I knew him well.

Well, they've
all disappeared
without a trace.

And Mr. Holmes,
what's his interest?

He insisted to me that
this may have relevance

to another case
he has in hand.

We like to indulge
him when we can.

Find anything to the
purpose, Mr. Holmes?

Nothing much.

I warned you,

my men have been through
it with a tooth comb.

The lock was released by

Jenkins of
Stepping Green.

The primate was quieted
with a pad of chloroform

administered by someone
who lavishes their hair

with Mr. Brewster of
Jernin Street's Pomade.

This would suggest

that he also sports
a waxed mustache,

Mr. Brewster being
celebrated for his

cosmetic wax
for gentlemen.

If this was so Lestrade
you could do worse

than have a word with
Harry the Tash Wilcox
of Soho.

Good lord Holmes,

you're nothing much.

Would be anyone
else a great deal.

Yes, well I'm sure
my men will arrive

at the same conclusion

once their
reports are in hand.

You will also naturally
have noticed Lestrade

that this is the
sixth reported theft

of a mature male
primate in as many weeks.

Is it six?

Exceptional.

The gender of the animals
removed is I suggest

of the essence.

Good day.

(knock on door)

Come in.

My dearest Alice.

I'm not
interrupting your work?

No, no.

I wasn't
seriously engaged,

just some notes of future
inquiry, nothing more.

Shall we go to
the drawing room?

This is hardly the place
to entertain a young lady.

No.

Oh, dear.

My dear child,
what is the matter?

I ought to
have said before.

Ought to what?

There, you must
take it back.

But Alice.

I can't marry you.

I shouldn't
have said I would,

but I was
afraid to say no.

Please take it back.

Nonsense,
This is simply...

No, you must take it.

There, I'm sorry.

Alice.

No, you're old,

you're too old.

So, Bennett actually
saw the intruders shadow

inside the house.

But upon
investigation could
find no further trace.

You must get this to him

by way of the
butcher's boy.

Are you coming?

Where to?

Dorak's Emporium,
especially those parts

where Jenkins
took such pains to
guard against you.

Are you game?

Delighted.

You go armed?

Always carry a firearm
east of Allgate, Watson.

It's as I feared.

We was waiting on
a visit, Mr. Holmes.

Wilcox!

And Jenkins.

By heavens Holmes,

this is what I smelt.

These are
Dorak's patients,

poor abused creatures.

Have you observed
the experiments

that Dorak
performs on them?

Oh, no that's none of
our business he says.

Well count
yourself fortunate

that the process has
been kept from you.

Now gentlemen in you go.

In there with him?

Why?

To await the police.

In gentlemen.

I should advise Inspector
Lestrade at once.

You can't
leave us in here.

Remember the gorilla
is a social animal

and if you both
mind your manners

you will do well
enough I dare say.

Mr. Bennett
and Ms. Presbury.

Yes.

I decided
I had to accompany
Jack, Mr. Holmes.

I'm delighted.

Have you brought the
list of missing dates?

Yes, Roy also barked
on these nights.

Please never
mind that Mr. Holmes.

We have far more urgent
matters to impart.

Is that so?

Ms. Morphy has
renounced my father.

She's returned his ring?

Today.

Since when he has remained
locked in his study.

Every time I've knocked
he's shouted abuse at me.

We, we fear...

The logic of it Watson,

of this progression,
do you see it?

Please?

The first three occasions
are self-evident.

We know of those.

What happened on
the 5th of October?

Roy barked all night,
on the 12th too.

They're also days upon
which the professor

received packages from
London East Central.

This is the date on
which the face appeared

at the window
four nights ago?

Yes.

And this
is where the shadow
appeared last night.

Of course!

The common factor is two.

Always the gap
decreases by two days.

Numskull, Holmes.

And today is the
21st of October.

Did?

Yes, a package
arrived this morning.

And the crisis is upon us.

Last night was
but the precursor.

Come, we must go at once.

Come along, come along,
I'll explain on the way.

The front door is open.

Bennett, examine upstairs.

Watson.

I thought as much.

(dog barking)

Did you hear Mr. Holmes?

Too well,
Ms. Presbury, too well.

Up there, look.

(making monkey noises)

My heavens Holmes,
you were right.

(dog barking)

(dog growling)

He's headed across
to Ms. Morphy's house.

Bennett stay here and
protect Ms. Presbury.

He's aiming for
that balcony.

It's locked.

The dog Watson, the dog.

Stay away,

please keep away.

It was a close thing,

just missed the
carotid artery.

Is he all right?

He'll live.

A reformed man
I have no doubt

after his experience.

My dear Lestrade

I quite intended you
to have the credit

but to complete
the case against

Dorak, Wilcox and Jenkins

you'll need this.

Here is the
incontrovertible proof

that those animals you've
rescued from degradation

were stolen for the
sake of their glands.

The animal extract was
sold at an enormous profit

to those foolish
or desperate enough

to imagine that
a course of serum

could restore
their lost vitality

without any other effects.

I am grateful to
you Mr. Holmes.

Thanks to you we've traced
the evil to its source.

Perhaps,
but poor Presbury.

When one tries to
rise above nature,

one is liable
to fall below it.

The highest type of man

may revert to the animal

when he leaves the
straight road of destiny.

Yes, well I'll
leave the philosophy
to you Mr. Holmes.

Quite the best
Lestrade, I always do.

Is the wolfhound
to be destroyed?

Oh, no, no it was the
monkey that Roy attacked,

not the man.

But the dog will
be himself again

quite as much
as his master.

Well, thank you both.

Good day, gentlemen.

Good day Lestrade.

If I my say so Holmes

I think you went
a little too far

in allowing Lestrade
all the credit.

Not all Watson.

You can file it away
in our archives.

One day the entire
truth can be told.