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Hallelujah.

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>> [music]

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>> Heat.

Heat.

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I won't forget that morning. Not if I

live to be a 100. I counted the men as

they marched out of the yard. They had

hardly slept for weeks. We of the C had

slept even less. But the nightmare that

kept us awake was all the same

nightmare.

That's why we weren't surprised when the

commissioner asked us up for the

conference room for a bit of a talk.

He'd talked to us plenty. We knew that

it didn't help any to know what was

ahead of us.

>> Must we have that window open,

Griggsson?

>> Oh, shut it if you want to. Chief would

be enough of a temper without having a

ruddy blast down the back of his neck.

gentlemen, the commissioner.

Stuffy in here.

Be seated, won't you?

Gentlemen, if you wish to know what able

men you are, read any of the works of

popular fiction that glamorize your

achievements. But don't I beg of you,

read the daily papers.

They might give you an inferiority

complex.

I hate to mention it,

but we're confronted with a series of

the most atrocious murders since Jack

the Ripper. And in the meantime, the C

might as well be playing at shove hat

for all the good we've accomplished.

Now, look

here, here, and here.

Each of these red [clears throat] flags

scattered through the city stands for a

woman brutally murdered, a woman's

terror, a woman's death agony.

These are no ordinary crimes. These are

the works of a fiend who kills first and

mutilates afterwards.

A ghoul who hacks off a part of his

victim body and carries it away with

him. A loathome souvenir of his

butchery.

Three women murdered so far. And you

haven't turned in one clue. You haven't

given me one lead.

Here you sit and wait for news of a

fourth victim with your arms folded.

>> Well, we hadn't long to wait. It was

down Lambeath Way where a young woman

was hurrying home late last night. She

saw something and stopped.

It was a constable. He spoke to her and

he walked along with her just in case.

We saw her go down the stairway to the

basement lodging where she lived. We can

only summize what happened after that.

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Well, I put my pride in my pocket and

went to see the man who so often helped

out Inspector Lstrad and myself in the

past,

Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

If ever a man needed help, I did.

>> This makes four, Inspector.

Four defenseless women here in the heart

of London. And everyone with a right

forefinger hacked off.

>> Not hacked, Inspector Gregson.

>> Cleanly, expertly seared. The work of a

skilled surgeon. That's our only clue.

>> Much about the age of my sister's girl.

Is there no way of stopping this, Mr.

Holmes?

>> Yes.

There's a way somehow.

fiend that did this.

I promise.

I promise.

>> We have nothing to go on. That's the

rotten part of it. We can't get far

without knowing the motive. Well, at

least we know what the motives were not.

It wasn't robbery or passion. Thanks,

Be. Or yet vengeance. Cuz they all came

of totally unrelated families. Steady,

Inspector. Steady.

>> Sorry, Mr. Holmes. I don't turn a hair

when it's a bloke that can look after

himself. A little slip of a thing like

that.

>> Yes, it's horrible. Come on, let's get a

drink.

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>> Good evening, Mr. Holmes. Good evening,

Vincent. Miss Consoda, please. And a

double for my friend here, Inspector

Greg. There you go, sir. Make mine

Irish. Decent of you to give me a hand

with this thing, Mr. Holmes. Always a

pleasure to be of help to Scotland

inspector. Little out of my line.

Looking for a maniac who murders just

for the fun of a

perhaps just to get a human finger.

In all four cases,

murderer risk capture by stopping to

secure a finger.

What for?

>> Who knows? He's just a madman.

Perhaps there's nothing in his madness.

If we could just trace those missing

fingers.

>> If if we could just drain the English

Channel, we might find a penny.

>> Oh, thank you.

>> Let me keep those, Mr. Holmes.

>> Thank you.

>> It's a George Finnick, isn't it? Yes. Is

that his daughter with him? Don't be so

naive, Inspector.

>> You know everyone, don't you, darling?

>> Well, hardly.

>> A week ago, I didn't know you.

>> A week? How fast it's gone?

I collect these things.

>> How very quaint of you.

>> Shall we go?

>> Yes.

>> What are you looking at, Mr. Holmes?

>> Again, a very handsome woman. Not one of

the purple, but uh giving an excellent

imitation.

>> Would you like to come to my flat for an

act?

>> Lovely idea. Yes,

wonder where she's taking Sir George

Bank. Don't be so naive, Mr. Arms.

[snorts]

Good evening, Mom.

>> Hello, Grandon. Any messages?

>> No, Mom.

>> Thank you.

>> Uh, drinks, Grandon. One of your nice

surprises.

>> Yes, Mom.

>> I say you don't mean that. Cranon's a

marvel, aren't you, Cranon?

>> Yes, Mom. You wouldn't believe the

things she can do.

>> Ah, charming face. Delightful.

>> Really? You think so? I'm so glad.

You sit down.

>> Do you mind?

>> Do I mind? What a question.

>> I don't mind anything really,

except not being with you. Now, you

really don't want me to believe that, do

you?

>> Not too seriously.

>> Good. We're both quite grown up, aren't

we?

>> Quite.

>> You're a treasure, Grandon.

And lower the lights a little as you

leave.

I prefer a more flattering light.

>> In any light you'd be.

>> Would I?

>> And don't you know it?

>> Perhaps I do.

Oh, that priceless woman. You wouldn't

believe it, but she's absurdly romantic.

She loves dreamy music and she thinks

that we

>> But uh we do, don't we?

>> Do we?

>> Well, it's rather soothing, restful.

>> Yes.

And we all need rest at times, like

tired children who played too long.

>> You've played with wooden soldiers, I

suppose.

>> Funny. Hadn't thought of that for years.

>> Toy boats were my special joy. Anything

I could set afloat anywhere

like this

and this

toy boat sailing into the never

neverland,

the land of beautiful dreams.

Look,

look. Odd, isn't it? How the light is

reflected.

Little specks of light that move and

move like stars on a slowly moving

stream.

You know, Homes, I'm very sensitive to

atmosphere. Oh,

>> yes. I can tell by the feel of this room

there's been a murder committed here.

>> It may interest you to know, my dear

fellow. It was the other side of that

door at the foot of the stairs that the

poor girl was murdered.

>> If only I could find it.

>> Find what?

>> The one thing these unfortunate victims

have in common that might give us a

motive for these murders. There must be

something.

>> Another Jack the Ripper, if you ask me,

a homicidal maniac.

>> No, Watson. In the case of Jack the

Ripper, there was one thing in common.

His victims were all from one walk of

life, living in the same section of the

city. In this case, the murderer chooses

his victims from all walks of life and

from different sections of the city. No,

my dear fellow, this is not the work of

a homicidal maniac. It's something

infinitely more sinister. You

>> mean the creeps? What on earth you

talking about,

>> Watson?

I'm convinced that these murders are

only incidental to some larger and more

diabolical scheme.

>> It may be, but why are the severed

fingers?

>> The answer to that question, my dear

fellow, is our only hope of solving

these mysteries. Dear sister, I am so

happy I had such a lovely holiday at

Brighton with you and Alf, and I'm

looking forward to being with you again.

Poor little thing. Sort of raises a lump

in your throat. I can picture sitting

here happily writing this letter, and I

not bit realizing that she's shortly

going to her death.

>> Hello, Gregson.

>> Oh, there you are, Mr. Holmes. I've been

looking for you everywhere.

>> What's happened? Murder in Edgeway Road

not half an hour ago.

>> Woman.

>> Yes. And the right forefinger cut off

clean.

Murderful

murder of a young woman.

Get your papers.

Murder. Paper. All about the murder.

Morning papers. All about the murder.

Paper. Honorable murder.

Tell the young woman.

Read all about it.

Get your paper.

I will see the murder.

Shocking murder. Murder in Edge Road

for murder of a young woman.

>> Only fancy. Mom.

>> Has been another of those horrible

murders.

>> Dear dear, how shocking.

>> Yes, Mom. I really don't feel quite safe

here myself.

>> Oh dear.

>> Why George?

>> I must see Miss Marlo at once. I

>> I don't know.

>> I must see her. Where is she?

>> Lydia.

>> Why? Sir George, what is it? What

happened?

>> I don't know. You'll have to help me.

You've got to help me.

>> But I don't understand.

>> Listen, I woke up a few minutes ago in a

cheap boarding house off Edgeware Road.

I don't know how I came there. I don't

know when. The last thing I remember is

being here with you.

>> Calm yourself, Sir George.

>> When did I leave here?

>> Well, it was about uh

uh it was 10:45, Mom, precisely.

You seemed uh, forgive me, just a little

distressed,

detached, not interested.

>> I thought I'd said something to offend

you.

>> I don't remember.

>> I can't remember.

>> Tell me, has this happened to you

before?

>> Before? Well, there is such a thing as

amnesia. You know,

>> if it was 10:45 when I left you, it was

9 this morning when I woke.

Over 10 hours lost.

10 hours that I can't account for.

And in my pocket when I woke, I found

Yeah. in my pocket.

That That isn't

>> Oh, it's not for you. Of course, it

can't be. Excuse

me, Mom, but there's a man asking to see

the gentleman.

>> Send him away.

>> Yes, ma'am.

>> No, no, no, no, no. Please, I'll see

him.

>> Well,

delightful room.

Not much like the place you woke up in

this morning.

>> You followed me here?

>> Yes.

Are you a a detective?

>> Oh, no.

>> Quite the contrary.

>> Don't be afraid, Sir George. You know my

name.

>> Oh, yes. A very old and highly honored

name. And being the bearer of such a

name, and also a very wealthy man, I

thought you might care to possess

yourself this trifle

rather than let it fall into the hands

of the police.

It is yours if I'm not mistaken. The

initials GF.

Where did you get this?

>> It came out of your pocket.

I saw it fall, but you never noticed.

You were very busy bending over

something

with a knife.

Then you put something in your pocket.

Come along home. Come along. Come along.

How many more terms must I tell you?

You're missing a treat. This is

delicious. Little jam tarts to follow.

Aren't you tempted?

>> You and your flesh pots.

>> They tell me that fish is good for the

brain.

brains haven't any

you realize that a day, a whole day and

a night have gone by since that festive

affair in Edgewell Road. I'm as much in

the dark as ever.

>> Hello. Here comes a client to unless I'm

very much mistaken.

Well, attractive. Very attractive.

>> Obviously, she left home under the

stress of some very great emotion.

>> How do you know that?

>> She isn't wearing any gloves. A

startling omission on a young lady of

fashion.

>> No, she didn't put her coat on. Open

car, too.

Furthermore, there's something in that

bag she wants to show me.

>> What makes you say that?

>> Bag doesn't match her dress, indicating

it was picked for size rather than style

to accommodate some bulky object.

>> Sure. Maze beh.

>> Well, that's interesting.

>> What is

a cab telling at the empty house?

>> Wonder why he followed her here.

>> Oh, wouldn't you?

Oh, we should soon know. Yes, Mrs.

Hudson.

>> It's a young lady, sir. Most urgent.

>> Ask her to come in.

>> Go right in, miss.

>> Mr. Holmes.

>> Yes. This is my friend, Dr. Watson.

>> Oh, you do?

>> How do you do, Mr. Holmes? I You must

excuse me, please. I

>> Yes. Well, won't you sit down?

>> Come along.

>> May I?

>> It's quite all right. Thank you.

>> Now, try to control yourself. Miss Vic,

you're with friends.

>> You know my name.

>> No, magic. I assure you. I've often seen

your picture. You're the daughter of Sir

George Fenny, aren't you?

>> Yes. It's about my father that I

>> What about your father, Miss Fenick?

>> Oh, I don't know what to do. He's always

been the nicest, dearest person.

At least since mother died.

>> Yes. Yes, we do. We We know.

>> So, I didn't think anything of it when

he was away all night before last. But

he didn't come home until yesterday at

tea time. Didn't come in for dinner at

all. just paced up and down in the

library hour after hour. I begged him to

let me in, but he wouldn't.

>> Steady, steady.

>> Now, take your time.

>> I couldn't sleep a wink last night. Then

I started hearing things.

>> Hearing things? What sort of things?

>> I heard someone in the garden underneath

my window.

Then I saw a figure moving down the

garden path. And I recognized my father

stealing through his own garden like a

thief.

He had a spade in his hand and he

stopped by the greenhouse where he

started to dig.

This morning at daybreak, I I stole out

into the garden and

I found this

A [snorts] finger. A human finger.

>> Bring up Scotland Y. Watson.

Ask them to get hold of Inspector

Gregson and tell him to meet us once.

It's George Finnick House Kingston.

>> Operator, get to Scotland down quick.

>> Where's my father, Loris?

>> He's still in the library, miss.

>> Thank you. We'll see him right away.

Will you come with me, please? Thank

you. I got your message, Mr. Holmes.

Yes, indeed.

>> Dad, may I come in?

>> Dad,

it's funny.

He doesn't answer.

>> You mind?

>> Please do.

>> Thank you,

>> Watson. Quick, come along now. Take

charge of Mic.

Please, please come along with me.

dead.

>> Yes.

>> What do you make of it, doctor?

>> Shot in the back between the second and

third ribs. The bullets undoubtedly

penetrated the heart. Look at the powder

marks on his coat.

>> I was afraid of this.

>> What do you mean?

>> Don't you remember the man in the cab

who followed Miss Fick to Baker Street?

>> Well, you don't think he had anything to

do with it, do you? I think it's

reasonable to assume that he tipped off

someone that I've been sent for. George

has obviously been murdered to keep him

from telling me what he knew. What was

the weapon used?

>> Small caliber revolver. Point blank

range with a look in the wound.

[clears throat]

>> Murderer came in through those French

windows. The mud from the garden he

brought in in his boots. Sir George must

have surprised the intruder. Passed the

room to him here.

The followers, we can't tell, but from

the location of the wound, I'd say that

he turned his back for a moment, and as

he turned, the muzzle of the revolver

was placed between his ribs, and one

muffled shot fired. And you mean to say

he kept on going, even after he was

shot? There's no doubt about it. Look

there.

The trail of blood leads us back to the

desk.

Something Sir George was after.

Something [snorts]

>> I know. He was trying to summon help.

Butcher,

>> I don't think so. Watson, there's the

bell pull by the fireplace.

No, you'll notice from the trail of

blood that Sir George made straight to

this desk here. I wonder there was

something he was desperately anxious to

get.

Hello. His right hand's clenched.

>> That's perfectly natural. Death agony.

>> The left hand lies open. Why only one

hand clenched in the death agony? The

the right hand. The hand nearest the

desk. Please note that if Sir George

took something off this desk, something

so important that he spilled his last

drop of blood to get it, I want to know

what it is.

Nothing but an ordinary match folder.

Where does that lead us?

I imagine there's something very

important, Gregson. [clears throat] This

match folder is from Penrook House.

>> Why shouldn't it be? He was there, you

know. We saw him yesterday.

>> Yes, but the effort he made after he was

shot to get hold of this match folder.

It's just possible.

He wanted someone to remember Pimbrook

House.

You may have wished to recall it to

someone who saw him there. Someone who,

like ourselves, saw him with a woman.

Come in.

>> Oh, Dr. Watson, this came by hand for

Mr. Holmes, not 10 minutes ago.

>> Thank you, Mrs. Hudson.

>> That would be the report from M.

George's Bank. and the report from

>> Oh, really?

>> Don't you remember his daughter told us

that he just closed his account? Had he

looked into it once?

>> He drew out his entire balance in cash

nearly £10,000 yesterday, just after

that young woman was murdered. What does

that suggest you, Watson?

>> Well, he paid it out to someone

>> precisely. I smell the faint sweet odor

of blackmail. You don't think he paid it

out to someone who saw him murder the

MLAN woman?

>> So George never murdered anyone.

>> But he did have that woman's finger and

he did have a lot of and pay out a lot

of cash.

>> That's the terrifying part about

blackmail Watson.

The victim is afraid to fight the

accusation no matter how false. Once the

accusation is made, his name is smeared

and sometimes his life is ruined.

>> Well, Sir George didn't commit these

murders. What Fiend did? I rather think

they're not the work of any one man.

>> Oh, come home. You don't expect me to

believe there's a whole organization

going about killing people and and

chopping off their fingers.

>> That's possible. Quite possible.

>> Well, whoever's behind all this thing

must be out of his mind.

>> On the contrary, my dear fellow, if my

assumptions are correct, this little

scheme has behind it the most brilliant

and ruthless intellect the world has

ever known.

>> You don't mean Professor Mariati.

>> I do.

>> Oh, Steady Holmes, you got him on the

brain. This is the third time in as many

months you suspected him of unsolved

crimes. He's dead, you know.

>> Is he?

>> Is he? You know, he is. He was hanged in

Monte video well over a year ago.

>> I know that someone was hanged in Monte

video under that name, but I'll stake my

reputation that Moranti is alive and

here now in London.

Hello. Yes. And Dr. Watson, wait a

minute. You me?

There he is. This is Dr. Watson

speaking. No, no. I'm afraid I've

retired. I don't practice anymore.

What?

Oh, that's a that's a different thing.

An emergency case. Well, just a minute.

Yes. Yes. Well, see if she's not moved.

Remember that. Don't touch it till I get

there.

Fractured kissing in the car's muse.

Heavy woman. 14 stone.

Look.

[clears throat and snorts]

14 stone. Just the sort of person who

would hoist herself up on a stool to

feed the canary. There ought to be a law

against fat people. Keep it little dicky

birds. Well,

so long old man. I shall not be very

long. Haven't used that bag since I

brought little Amelia. What's her name

in the world?

grew up to be a very attractive child.

Oh, who wouldn't with a name like a

meter? Wouldn't me

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so stupid about X.

>> [snorts]

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>> Oh, Professor Marotti. Not that I wish

to appear inquisitive, but what am I

indebted for the pleasure of this visit?

Scotland Yard will be interested.

It's very convenient for me to have

Scotland Yard think that I'm still dead

in Monte Vidio.

I never dreamed of fooling you. Thank

you. The thought occurs to

[clears throat] me, Mr. homes that there

are some advantages in living within the

law.

You are very comfortably fixed here,

aren't you?

As I get on in life, the little comforts

appeal to me more and more. Oh, I be

your pardon. Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

And now, Professor Mariotti, what can I

do for you?

>> Everything that I have to say to you has

already crossed your mind,

and my answer has no doubt crossed

yours.

>> Yes, final.

What do you think?

I shall not rest until you are hanged

for the finger murders.

You have no proof, you know.

You're not a shred.

But I have you. I could turn you over to

the police here and now. You could. But

if you did, you would never see Dr.

Watson again. Oh, the telephone call.

Quite. I rather assumed you had taken

some such precaution.

Or I should have snatched up a revolver

and indulged in a fit of her works when

you came in. Very smart, aren't you?

>> Not smart enough. I should have

anticipated you. But

any harm comes to Dr. Watson, I shall

seek you out. I shall not rest until I

find you. And when I do, no harm will

come to Dr. Watson this time. But I

can't answer for the future. Mr. Holmes,

I should strongly advise you to drop

this case. Don't be silly. Think it

over. We've had many encounters in the

past. You hope to place me on the

gallows. I tell you, I shall never stand

up on the gallows. But

if you are instrumental in any way in

bringing about my destruction, you will

not be alive to enjoy your satisfaction.

And we shall walk together through the

gates of eternity hand in hand. What a

charming picture that would make. Yes,

wouldn't it? Now, I really think it

might be worth it.

Shoelaces, cabinet. Tons of bear and

strong enough to end yourself.

>> How many more times must I tell you I

don't want your filthy shoelaces or your

company?

>> Shoelaces, cabinet.

>> That's impertinence. Run along, my good

man, or I'll give you in charge.

>> Shoelaces, cabinet.

>> Shoelaces, cabinet. Your poor poor blow.

What's only got one arm? Any luck with

Mr. Holmes?

>> You can read his abituary in tomorrow's

papers.

>> Oh, there you are, Watson. Come in. I

was um

just going out to look for you.

>> Look for me? What for? Suppose you don't

think I know my way about. Well, you're

right. I don't. blast all practical

jokers. Anyhow, know where I've been?

>> On a wild goose chase.

>> Exactly. There's no such number in

Mardon's muse. Some fool's idea of a

joke.

>> Did you um

Did you see anyone?

>> No, nobody especially. Only a whiny old

idiot selling boot races.

>> Persistent beggar, wasn't he? Stuck you

like grim death.

>> Huh?

>> How do you know? And finally left you

for someone who looked like better

pickings.

Someone, my dear Watson, was Professor

Mariati himself.

>> What?

>> Just called on me.

>> Mariotti here and you let him go. But

you must be out of your mind. Why?

>> Well, he bluffed me into believing that

he was holding a friend of mine as

hostage.

>> Friend of yours? Who?

>> Oh, nobody very important. Just a fat

lazy fellow. Medical man, I believe.

>> Medical man? Do I know him?

>> Uh, yes, I think you do. Uh, fellow by

the name of Watson.

>> Watson? Watson? Never heard. Who? Me?

>> I'm afraid so. Old fellow, your street

hawker's job

was to do away with you in a certain

contingency.

>> And you let Mariotti go because of me?

>> I had no choice. I can't afford to lose

you, old fellow.

>> Well, it's very decent of the old chap

of us, sir. But

I wish you'd nabbed him.

>> We shall never fear.

I know the motive for the finger

murders. All I have to find out now is

the method used with the blackmail

victims. method.

>> Yes. How does Mariotti get them to the

scene of the crime? How does he plant

those severed fingers on them? And how

does he scare them into believing that u

they may have committed those atrocious

murders themselves?

Curious.

Very curious.

>> Curious. What's curious?

That window in the empty house across

the street.

First floor front. Huh?

>> What's wrong with it?

>> It's open.

>> Why shouldn't it be open?

>> Well, it wasn't open half an hour ago.

I'll take my life on that.

>> Well, it's not our business. Let it stay

open.

>> I um wonder if you'd go over, old fell,

and see what's the matter.

>> Trusting against the law.

>> Very well, I'll go myself. Oh, well, if

you're going to put it like that,

ridiculous waste of time going about

shutting windows at this hour of the

night.

>> Yeah, you better take this torch.

>> Well, take what? Dignified job for a

doctor. Dr. Watson, the torchbearer. And

what do you propose to do? Sit in a

comfortable chair, I suppose, and read a

good book.

>> That's a very good idea.

>> Yeah, it's a very good idea. While I

play night watchman, you have a nice

read. Mhm. Good night. Have a good time.

Have a good time. What do you mean?

I got everything

for

Oh, umbrella stand.

Pretty little thing to keep about the

house.

Must have been a pet.

>> [music]

>> Rap.

This must be

Well, he sits comfortably reading a

book.

Damn it.

HE KILLED HOLMES. HE KILLED

>> WATSON.

>> YOU? BUT I SAW HIM SHOOT YOU A SECOND

AGO.

>> NOT ME, MY DEAR FELLOW. Merely the bust

of Julius Caesar. Incidentally, you may

have noticed that all through the ages,

prominent men have prominent noses.

Oh, afraid we're into terrible trouble

again with Mrs. Hudson. Window smashed,

plaster all over the floor. Get up, you.

>> Corporal Williams, Middle Sex Regiment,

discharged from the army is physically

unfit.

Papers seem in order

now. Corporal Williams, you've seen

service in the Far East, haven't you?

>> The East? I thought so. Look at his

complexion, Watson. Yellow was saffron.

He's been taking at Brian. Cure for

malaria. Sniper, aren't you?

Sniper.

Why did you try to kill me?

I had to kill him. I had to.

>> Oh, snap out of it.

>> Stop it, Watson.

>> He's shamming.

>> No, he isn't.

>> Who told you to kill me?

>> She told me.

>> She told you.

>> She told me I couldn't miss.

>> Well, luckily you did miss. You

murderer.

>> Isn't a murder, Watson.

Listen, Corporal Williams.

She told you you had to do it, didn't

she?

>> I had to do it.

>> I've got it, Watson. I've got it.

>> Got what?

>> The method used in the finger murders.

>> Well, what is it?

>> Hypnotism, my dear fellow. Hypnotism.

It wasn't against his nature. That's the

devilish part of it. They picked a man

for their purpose whose job was sniping.

Who are they? Professor Morati and his

finger murderers. Williams spoke of a

woman.

I think you will find that you asked him

home tonight for a drink.

Nice quiet rooms,

soft lights, music.

>> He got it all packed, Mr. Holmes. What's

the lady look like?

>> Oh, up 30. Nice figure, blonde, lustrous

eyes.

>> Oh, really? Got her phone number.

Oh, so

>> Williams will give us her address.

Look after him, Grexon. Don't let anyone

come near him. He's our key witness in

the finger murders.

>> Well, I hope you're guessing right, Mr.

Holmes.

>> Get up, Williams.

Now,

go with Inspector Greggson anywhere he

tells you.

>> Come on.

Yeah.

>> Bring me as soon as he comes to himself,

will you?

>> I will.

>> Good night, gentlemen.

>> Good night.

Well, if you believe that fellow

Williams was hypnotized, I suppose

you'll think Sir George Fick was

hypnotized, too.

>> I'm quite sure of it. Have a cup of tea.

>> Thanks, old boy. Nothing to eat. But why

didn't these people make Sir George do

the murder himself?

>> Cuz they didn't want to get him hanged.

They uh

they wanted to blackmail him.

>> Well, who do you think the actual

murderer is?

>> Morati's gang. A diabolically simple

technique. Kill a woman.

>> Yes. Yes. Yes. But why cut off the

fingers?

>> My dear fellow, don't you understand?

The severed finger is what links the

blackmail victim to the murder. He

wakes, finds the grizzly thing in his

pocket. He doesn't know how he got

there. He has no idea that he's been

hypnotized. For all he knows, he may

have committed the atrocious crime

during some dreadful lapse of sanity.

>> In that state, when he's utterly

demoralized, the black mailers take

over. Is that it?

>> Undoubtedly. You see, they swear that

they saw him commit the murder. And

being human, the victim will pay

anything rather than stand trial on a

charge that will make his very name

loathome.

>> It all fits in if you believe in

hypnotism.

>> The only possible explanation.

>> You think the hypnotist is that woman

with the blonde hair, the lustrous eyes,

the woman you invented?

>> I didn't invent her. I saw her.

>> What on earth you talking about? That

woman, my dear Watson,

was with Sir George when he left Pemrook

House. I saw her there. I shall see her

again, and Williams will lead me to her.

That's why it's so important to keep him

safe. He will identify her.

Hello. Yes, Inspector Greg.

What?

I'll get every constable in the

district. Yes, I'll be over at once.

>> What's happened, Holmes?

>> WILLIAMS IS MISSING.

>> GREAT SCOTT.

>> Come on.

>> Lori crashed into Fergson's car during

the confusion. Williams disappeared.

>> Escaped?

>> No. Kidnapped to keep him from talking

when he came to.

>> You don't think that? Mariati.

>> Mariotti. Anything is possible.

Williams

>> dead. You see, anything is possible.

Oh, good morning, Professor Mariotti.

You startled me. I'm dressing another

darly. A dear little nurse.

Is there anything wrong with your

finger?

>> Just a splinter. Nasty things splinters

most trying. One can't be too careful.

But I'll get it out for you. I have the

very instrument to help you.

Sharp enough to split a hair.

>> Put those tools away until they're

needed.

>> But they're not tools, sir. They're

instruments.

>> Put them away. Is Lydia in?

>> Yes.

But really, you should let me

>> get dressed. Holmes and Watson just left

Baker Street for the Mesma Club.

>> Mesma Club? The meeting place of all the

top hypnotists in London. Do you suppose

that Mr. Holmes is on to our method?

>> It is suspects. It's merely a suspicion.

It's our business to see that it ends

there.

>> I hope you're right.

>> William has passed away before he could

talk. Remember?

What do you want me to do?

>> Go to the Mesma Club, meet Holmes, and

induce him to come back here.

>> Isn't that a bit dangerous?

>> Every meeting with Sherlock Holmes is

potentially dangerous.

>> However, you say he didn't see your face

at Pemroke House.

>> And how would you suggest I get Mr.

Holmes to accompany me here?

Kidnap him?

>> Oh, no. Holmes has one weakness. His

insatiable curiosity.

If you can arouse that, you can lead him

anywhere. It's up to you to take

advantage of any opportunity that may

arise.

>> This way, please, gentlemen. I'll tell

Dr. Oslo that you're here.

>> Thank you.

>> And this is the Masma Club.

>> If you ask me, hypnotism is a lot of

mumbo jumbo.

>> Oh, come now, Watson. As a medical man,

you must admit that hypnotism has its

place in modern science.

>> That may be, but 90% of hypnotists are

crooks of the worst kind. Nothing more

than a lot of charlatans exploiting

weakwilled morren.

>> Ah, Dr. Enslow, I believe.

>> Ah, happy to meet you, Mr. Holmes. Your

brother Microoft suggested I might be of

help to you. He's a valued member of our

little group of uh charlatans and

crooks.

>> Pardon, sir. I didn't know you were

listening behind the curtain.

>> My friend Dr. Watson. Ah, delighted. Oh,

>> you know?

>> I wonder now. You see, we're in the

midst of a little experimental session

at this very moment. If you'd uh care to

join us. Oh, certainly certainly very

instructive.

>> Oh, well, could you follow me?

>> Thank you.

>> In treating his patients, but today the

therapeutic value of hypnotism, as we

now call it, is considered by

innumerable physicians, especially is of

value in surgical cases where the

administration of local or of general

anesthetic is inadvisable.

>> Inadvisable puppy For the sake of

late comers, I may say that I have

placed this subject under profound

hypnosis. In this condition, he can feel

no pain, even under applications which

normally would be excruciating.

>> Excruciating. [laughter]

You excuse me, please.

>> Carter, you are having a peaceful sleep.

You feel nothing. Your arms and your

hands are without sensation.

Moberry the long needle.

Carter, give me your right hand.

As you observe, the needle has been

thrust completely through the subject's

hand. No feeling, no pain. This lack of

feeling is the one infallible test of

profound hypnosis.

>> Nonsense. Phil is full of drugs. Oh,

isn't he?

>> Definitely not. Doctor,

>> wake up, Carter. Wake up. You feel well

and rested, remember. No pain anywhere.

Wake up. Wake up.

>> I say, when are you going to begin?

>> All through. Carter, stand up.

this way, sir.

>> And uh are these all the people that

come here?

>> Oh, no. No. Others keep dropping in all

the time. I

>> suppose it's all right for those who

believe in it. But of course,

[clears throat] I'm a professional man

myself.

>> Then you don't believe in hypnotism, Dr.

Watson.

>> Oh, I don't deny that there are certain

types of hysterical feeble-minded people

who go under if you point a finger at

them. But anyone with a with an ounce of

character. How right you are. You see

right through our little artififices.

Don't you?

>> Right through, my dear sir. Right

through.

>> Right. So, but with the feeble minded,

as you say.

>> Excuse us, Mr.

>> Certainly.

>> Step over here, won't you?

>> Certainly, sir. I need to oblige.

>> Let me show you how easily we charlatans

take advantage of them. Now, sit down,

doctor.

Now we set a thing like this in motion.

It's wonderful the attraction on the

feeble-minded. Of course, the continuous

motion

if they just let themselves follow it.

Of course, you could stare at it till

doomsday, Dr. Watson, with no effect at

all.

Still, it might make you a little

drowsy, like the white ribbon of road at

night when you're driving.

The rhythm is smooth,

unbroken,

and the road goes on and on, round and

round,

always the same, winding and winding.

And you're drowsy.

You're tired. Let the road come into you

as it were.

The long road, the smooth road,

the road to sleep.

Sleep.

Open your eyes.

Stand up.

Turn around.

And now, Dr. Watson, you're on a holiday

in Scotland.

The country is amazingly beautiful.

We're coming to a stream.

It isn't deep.

Better take your shoes and socks off.

Roll up your trouser.

Uh, that will do. The other leg is

waterproof.

Turn around. Mind the pedals.

Sit down.

Wake up now.

There they are. You see [laughter] what'

I tell you? It didn't work with me. Why?

Nobody with an ounce of carrot.

>> I think you'll need these.

>> [laughter]

>> Little

>> Watson, she's here.

>> Who? Woman you're looking for?

>> Yes. I'm going to meet her. Perhaps I

can induce her to take me to Mariotti.

>> Do you think it's wise, Holmes?

>> May not be wise, but it's essential.

After all, I've helped me with Mariotti

in the past.

>> But isn't it dangerous? She might be a

hypnotist.

>> My will isn't stronger than hers. I

deserve to be hypnotized.

>> I feel I must protest, Dr. Enslow. 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 Jim M.

>> Ellit and Esdale are brave. Were those

men martyrs for the truth that you may

laugh over your childish cruel tricks?

>> I must say I'm in complete agreement

with you madam. This was most

unnecessary performance. Dr. Enslow.

>> Beg your pardon? I

>> 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 Pemrook 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 pickme 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 Mesma Club. But you see, hypnotism

is almost a religion with me. I know so

well what it can do to help 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 Mesma Club. You see, I'm

rather puzzled just now with the case

that I'm working on.

>> How fascinating. Tell me about it.

>> It's the murder of Sir George Finnick.

>> Fenick?

Who is he?

>> Quite a well-known figure. Odd now I

come to think of it. Last time I saw Sir

George was here at Pebbrook 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 u he was lighting a cigarette.

>> Charming. Did you see her face?

>> No. Wesley.

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 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.

>> Nearly skeptical. How would you go about

it?

>> I've used hypnotism more than once in

healing. Help 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 pleasant 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.

Material 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 Shrink Nazing, he practiced

in Munich, you know, believed at 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 japanica. An oriental

soporific. You'll need water.

Thank you.

Now sit down, Mr. Holmes.

You'll feel yourself growing drowsy.

Don't fight it. Give into 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 Moriati,

stand up, Mr. Holmes.

Open your eyes.

Face this way.

Are you satisfied?

>> We are dealing with a clever man. He may

be shamming.

There's just one infallible test for

profound hypnosis.

You ready, Dr. Simol?

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 have at last found a case

which I cannot solve.

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.

Comes to 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. 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've been 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 will find

the man responsible for the finger

murders and the death of Sir George

Fenning.

Professor Mariati Holmes,

stand still.

What a beautiful view, Watson. I'm quite

enjoying it.

>> No, you're not. You're hypnotized.

You're under a spell. Stand still. Don't

move. Silly, 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. Look,

hold.

>> What were you doing up there?

>> Holding the fort until you arrived. What

kept you? Well, I ran into a spot of

trouble on my way to Scotland Yard. I

was arrested for exceeding the speed

limit.

>> Your luck seems to hold, Mr. Holmes. I'd

hardly call it luck, professor. You see,

I substituted a drug of my own for the

one that this dear lady pressed on me.

>> You are clever, aren't you?

>> A drug that, although it leaves the

subject conscious, renders him quite

insensitive to pain. That accounted for

my lack of reaction to Dr. Simol's

knife. Well, Greg, quite an impressive

hall. Even Inspector Lstrad himself

couldn't have done any better.

>> Thanks, Mr. Holmes.

>> Take him away.

>> All right, put her in the van.

>> I was right, Mr. Holmes. You are a

difficult subject.

>> Thank you.

And now, professor,

our score is settled. What if I see you

on the gallows? The rope has not been

made that'll go around my neck.

>> Come on.

I'll take care of things, Mr. Holmes.

>> Thank you, Inspector. Come on.

>> An evil man, Holmes. But what a horrible

death.

>> Better than he deserved.

>> What are you thinking of?

I'm thinking of all the women who can

come and go in safety in the streets of

London tonight.

The stars keep watching the heavens.

And in our own little way, we too, old

friend. A privilege to watch over our

city.

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Heat.

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Heat.