All language subtitles for Sherlock Holmes (BBC, 1968) 1x05 El perro de los Baskerville [Dvdrip Dual][Spanish-English][by Arunh][TusSeries]-en

This is the legend.

It's about how my ancestor, Sir Hugo Baskerville,
He desired the daughter of one of his vassals.

Sir Hugo was a godless scoundrel,
degraded, violent.

Kidnapped the girl
and he brought her to Baskerville Hall.

She escaped during the night.

Sir Hugo, seized with fury.

He swore he would hand over his body to the powers
of hell if he could reach the girl.

The girl was found later. scared to death
and exhaustion. Sir Hugo lay a little further away.

With a torn throat,
as by a wild beast.

Those who have seen the animal
They say it has the shape of a hound,

but bigger than any dog
that have seen human eyes.

Those who have seen it?
Sir Charles, you speak as if that thing exists!

- Exists.
-Yes, as part of his family legend.

As a matter of fact, Dr Mortimer.

It's out there, right now,
beyond the house, on the moor.

The ghost of a dog? Frankland and me
We will have to take care of ourselves when we return home.

Correct. You can never be too careful!

I think it must be a joke
at my expense.

�- A joke, Dr Mortimer?
- Well, I'm a stranger on Dartmoor.

And they will take advantage of me.

You should know this is not a joke, Mr.

- You've seen that thing.
- Really?

Two weeks ago.

You visited me at night.

I was at the door of my mansion, and when he got off
from your carriage, I saw him behind you.

I must have looked scared
because you turned back.

Yes!

It was a black calf.

I assumed he had gotten lost on the moor.

- A calf, Dr Mortimer?
- I assumed. I only saw him for a moment.

- What else could it have been?
- What else, certainly!

I'm happy to provide you with some fun.

Oh Sir Charles, you do well
to get my attention.

I am being unforgivably rude.

He must blame the brandy's excellence for him.

I ask your forgiveness.

�It is supposed to be true that the Baskervilles
Are you cursed by this dog or hound?

It's true.

It is said that many of the family
They have died violently.

- That is.
- Sir Charles...

is saying that this black calf...

I say I won't walk
at night through the moor.

Sometimes when I walk along the yew path
reaching the door of the moor,

I can hear him howling in the dark.

Yes, there it is now.

I've stayed too long. My sister
He will think that I have been lost in the swamp.

- Good evening, Sir Charles. Thank you.
- Wait for me, Stapleton.

I have an interesting case in the morning.
Take a scoundrel to court for entering without permission.

- You enjoy your litigation, Squire Frankland!
- I believe in the Law, Sir.

Good night. An excellent dinner.

Come on, Stapleton.
We have a long way to go.

Sir charles...

I have been attending to one of your
stable boy who is sick.

If I see it now,
It would save me coming back tomorrow.

- Of course.
- As for you...

Yes?

Apart from the physical symptoms,

the patient often suffers
crisis of acute nervous depression.

The fears that disturb you are not...

- My imaginations?
-They are part of his illness.

It is important that he remains calm at all times
and avoid any type of emotion.

Good evening, Dr. Mortimer

Thanks for coming.

Good night.

Is he dead, Sir?

I'm afraid so.

His face! Look at his face!
You'd think you'd seen the devil in person.

It just can't be.

Well, Watson, what do you deduce from that?

- Do you have eyes in the back of your head?
- No...

but I have one in front of me
Very well polished silver coffee pot.

What can you find out from our cane?
visitor? Since we couldn't see him last night...,

and we have no idea who it is, this souvenir is important.

Let me hear how,
Examining it, he reconstructs its owner.

- Me, Holmes?
- You know my methods.

- Apply them.
- Yes

Yes, why not?

It has an inscription "James Mortimer, mrcs..."

He is a doctor.

Excellent!

"...from his friends at CCH."

Cch...

cch.

I would say it has to do with hunting.

Well... now the cane.

Well, he looks pretty battered.
What does that tell us?

Yes!

Obviously used for a lot of walking.

Look!

- The buttplate is worn.
- Watson, I...

- Just a moment. I would say it is
- a somewhat older rural doctor

who makes many of his visits on foot.

-Watson, he surpasses himself.
- Really, Holmes?

- It may not be bright,
but it is a conductor of light.

If you have the genius, you have the power
to stimulate it. I'm in debt to you.

- It's nice to hear you say it.
- Interesting... although elementary.

It gives us the basis for various deductions.

Has something escaped me?

Hmm. I'm afraid, my dear Watson,
that most of his conclusions were wrong...

but stimulating.

He wasn't totally wrong. The subject
He is a rural doctor and walks a lot.

- Then I was right.
- As for that.

But a gift for a doctor is more likely
that he comes from a hospital than from a hunting club.

The letters "cch" don't suggest anything to me
referred to hunting but to Charing Cross Hospital.

Oh... I'd say it's possible.

So, he left London for rural practice.
He did not belong to the Hospital staff.

Only a man well situated in practice
Londoner would have such a position,

and it would be difficult for him to go to the countryside.

He must have been a family doctor-
little more than an advanced student.

Since it has been five years since
They gave the cane - the date is there -

His elderly doctor disappears.

We have a young guy,
kind, unambitious and distracted,

owner of a dog that is older than a
terrier and smaller than a mastiff.

Come on, Holmes. He takes too many liberties.

really? Our visitor was
affable enough to receive
this cane as a sign of appreciation.

Just an unambitious man
he abandons a career in London for the countryside...

...and only one distracted person leaves his cane behind
but not his business card.

And the dog?

Tooth marks, and the space between them
suggests a medium sized dog.

In fact, it is a curly coat spaniel.

How do you possibly know that?

Because the dog and his owner have just arrived.

Would you like to show our visitor in, Watson?

Dr Mortimer.

Mr Sherlock Holmes?

Ah!

I'm very happy.
He wasn't sure where he had left it.

- A gift, I see.
- From my colleagues at Charing Cross Hospital.

-Shall I address Mr. Sherlock Holmes?
- Yes. This is my friend Dr. Watson.

How is he?

I am very interested in you, Mr Holmes.

I had not expected such a dolichocephalic skull,

Or such well-marked supraorbital development.

I don't mean to exaggerate, sir,

but a mold of his skull would be a trophy
for any anthropological museum.

You are so enthusiastic about your interests
like me with mine

but I'm sure it's not here
to talk about my skull. A cigarette?

- I prefer to roll them myself.
- Then don't hesitate to light one.

Oh yes. In the meantime, maybe this
Help explain why I'm here.

Early 18th century, I think.

The exact date is 1742.

It is the story of a certain legend
that there is in the Baskerville family.

- Do you want me to read it now?
-If she would be so kind, sir.

Do you find her interesting?

for a fairy tale collector.

So, Sir, let me give you
latest information.

The late Sir Charles Baskerville
He was my patient.

He suffered from a heart disease
which in itself was nothing special,

but that he was aggravated due to a state of continuous fear...

- for your safety.
- Really?

You may be familiar with the circumstances
of Sir Charles's death?

I saw some comments in the newspapers of that date,

but he was worried about him
issue of the Vatican cameos.

In my anxiety to satisfy the Pope,
I lost contact with local affairs.

- The coroner's report.
- Late night on June 4,

Sir Charles was walking along the yew path
behind Baskerville Manor.

The gate faces the moor.
I waited there for several minutes.

-How do you know this?
-The ash from her cigarette had fallen twice.

Excellent!

This is a colleague who thinks
Like us, Watson.

Then Sir Charles began his return to the house.

His footprints show that at first he walked,
and then he broke into a run.

At that moment I was not far away.
I heard him scream.

He was already dead when I got to him.

There were no marks on the body.

I believe, Mr Holmes, that he died of terror...

while he was fleeing from something coming
of the moor and who pursued him.

- It's probably a guess.
- Maybe.

Were there signs of someone else?

There were footprints to certain
distance from the body.

- Footprints?
- Yes.

Man or woman?

Mr Holmes, were the footprints
of a gigantic hound.

Originally there were three brothers.

Sir Charles, Henry's father,
who has been dead for many years,

and a third brother, Rodger, who died
of yellow fever in Central America in 1876.

- There is no doubt about that?
- Absolutely.

The tracks of a giant hound.

You should have called me before.
Now the trail will have gone cold.

There is a territory in which the sharpest
and experienced detectives is useless.

Do you think this hound is supernatural?

I have spoken to three farmers from the moor.

Independently, they have seen
a creature in the wasteland

that corresponds to the devil
of the Baskervilles.

They say it was a huge animal,
luminous, frightening and spectral.

The district is under the reign of terror.

He is a brave man who dares to
cross the moor at night.

- And you believe this story?
- Yes, Mr.

I am puzzled. says it's useless
investigate the death of Sir Charles,

and at the same time,
you want me to do it.

- I didn't say I wanted him to do it.
-Then how should I help you?

Advising Sir Henry Baskerville
about whether he should reside in his family's home.

He is needed there." prosperity
of the district depends on his presence,

and yet, Mr. Holmes,
I have a feeling that his life may be in danger.

Yes, Sir Henry?

What kind of hotel is this?

- Someone stole my boot.
- A boot, sir?

I had never used them. I put them outside
from my room to be greased

- and this morning there is only one.
- I will speak to the head bellboy immediately.

I give you my word. The boot will be returned to you
Please accept our apologies.

I just found my other boot. Doctor, good morning.
Those gentlemen are...

Sir Henry, may I introduce you to
Mr Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson?

How is he?
I thought we could have coffee together.

- Thank you.
- It has arrived at the right time.

- I have a mystery for you.
- Your boot missing?

No, sir, that's not it. This came to me this morning.

Sent from Charing Cross.
Did anyone know he was staying at this hotel?

Just Dr Mortimer.
I registered as I got off the train.

So obviously
has been followed here.

"If you value your life or your sanity,

"get away from the wasteland."

Is this some kind of joke?

If it is, the joker has taken
a lot of inconvenience.

What do you think, Watson?

Strange.

All the words except one, "moor",
have been cut out of a newspaper or magazine

- and then glued.
- Glued.

Yes?

- I think you're right. Glued.
- The words are from "The Times".

- Probably the one from yesterday.
-How can you know?

I once confused the "Leeds Mercury"
with the Western Morning News,

I recognize the font used
in the headlines of "The Times."

Why has the word "moor" been written?

Whoever sent this did not
I managed to find it in the newspaper.

I can't tell you anything else,

except that the address of the
about was written in a hotel.

- You can't know that.
- It's a probability.

Her pen has failed her twice and she has
dried three times in a very short direction.

A private pen and ink bottle
They rarely allow themselves to reach such a state.

What is it, Holmes?

Nothing. It's not important.

The question is whether or not it is convenient
for Sir Henry to go to Baskerville Hall.

- Why shouldn't I go?
- Dr Mortimer believes there may be danger.

From the devil in our family?

The devil's agents can be flesh and blood.

I don't know what you mean, but there is no devil
in hell nor man on earth...

to prevent me from going
to the home of my ancestors.

But the circumstances of his uncle's death...

My uncle was sick.

The ghost of a bloodhound
I won't stay away from the house.

Excellent! I admire the determination
even when it is hasty.

And now, Sir Henry,
Maybe you'll do me a favor.

- If I can.
- He has been outside England for many years.

Her charms are easily forgotten.
May I suggest a walk through Regent's Park?

- Do you want us to take a walk?
- Baker Street is nearby,

and exercise can stimulate her appetite.

You are invited to lunch,
and Dr Mortimer too, of course.

Gentlemen... come on, Watson.

Back, Watson. Sir Henry is not our prey.

Strange. We should have seen him by now.

- What's wrong, Holmes?
- No one is seen.

I don't see how I could have been wrong.

There's our man, Watson!

My clumsiness is inexcusable!

It was evident that Sir Henry had been
followed since he set foot in London.

I assumed that if he was on foot,
whoever followed him would do the same.

If you are honest, you will also take note of this
and I will confront it with my successes.

-But you saw his face.
- I saw a beard.

False, in all probability.

Unless...

Dr Mortimer, among his acquaintances on Dartmoor,

Is there anyone with a big black beard?

No, there is no one that I...

Oh yes.

Barrymore. The servant in charge of the mansion.
That is the man.

We better make sure he's not in London.

Send a telegram to Baskerville Hall
after lunch. Address it to Barrymore.

- And the message?
- "Is everything ready for Sir Henry?"

Put the name of Dr Mortimer on it.
Send the telegram to the local postman saying:

"Telegram to Barrymore
to be delivered by hand.

- "If absent, cable the response to...
- One moment, please...

"...yourself..."

"If not surrendered, cable the response to
Sir Henry Baskerville, Northumberland Hotel, London."

- This way we will know where Barrymore is.

Come in, Sir Henry.

When I went up the stairs I could hear
that he has recovered the lost boot.

- It's the most damn strange thing...
- Yes, they creak a little.

- I didn't mean that. I went back to my hotel...
- Jerez?

Thank you.

-The boot had been returned to my room.
- For the servant who lost her?

She questioned them. They didn't know anything about it.

The strange thing is that now another boot is missing.

- Another boot?
- One of an old black pair.

- Had you left them outside to clean?
- No, they were in my room.

- Someone came in, returned the boot
new brown one and took the black one.

An old black boot.

- I suspect it sounds pretty silly.
- Quite the opposite, Sir Henry.

For the first time I am inclined
to agree with Dr. Mortimer.

-His life is in serious danger.
- Because of a boot?

- You must go to Baskerville Hall,
the sooner the better.

They could easily attack him in London.

In the field, irrigation is the same for you,
but greater for his enemy.

However, you should not go there alone.

I don't have that intention.
Dr. Mortimer will travel with me.

Dr Mortimer will have to attend to his clientele,
and his house is miles from hers.

No, he must take with him a trusted man,
who is always by your side.

- Could you come, Holmes?
- No. I must stay here.

One of the most revered names in England
He is being tainted by a blackmailer.

Only I can stop a disastrous scandal.
I can't go to Dartmoor.

-So, who would you recommend?
- I can say with complete confidence

that there is only one man whom
I would like to be by my side in a difficult situation.

Simply inform me of all the facts by letter.

No theories. I will theorize.

What kind of facts?

Anything to do with the young man
Baskerville and the death of his uncle

Find out what you can from your neighbors.

I am very grateful to you for the
trust that he has placed in me.

I hope you remain grateful.

- Do you have your revolver with you?
- Yes, I thought about it too.

- Good morning, Sir.
- Watson, good morning.

Thank you so much. Very kind of him.

Mr Holmes, have you changed your mind?
about coming with us?

No, I am here, merely,
to wish you a pleasant trip.

Goodbye... Goodbye, gentlemen. Watson...

Remember, under no circumstances lose sight of
to Sir Henry when he is on the moor.

This is an ugly and dangerous business,

And I will feel very happy
have you back safe and sound.

Be careful.

�We have received a response from
telegram to Barrymore?

Ah, yes. Apparently he was
in his position all the time

Good. I'm happy to know

What baffles me is why he thinks
Holmes that his life is in danger.

Because of the way Sir Charles died.

Maybe... if one can believe in a 300 year old dog,

and so big that it scares people away.

If you ask me, I think Mr Holmes
He thinks the issue has to do with money.

Money?

I have not only inherited a title, Dr Watson.

My uncle's fortune amounts to 740,000 pounds.

God in heaven!

That's it! We will look for whoever inherits
In the case of his...forgive me...

-His death.
- Mr James Desmond.

If a crime were committed, he is our man.
We must warn Holmes.

The Mr. Desmond who would inherit Sir's property. Henry
He is a clergyman of about 80.

Lives in Westmorland
and it doesn't come out much.

Oh...

- It was just an idea.
-As for the title...

...he disappears with me.

There are soldiers everywhere you look.

A prisoner has escaped in Princetown.

He's been on the run for three days.

What is he saying? A prisoner?
Yes, Mr.

One who would kill him just for the pleasure of it.

His name is Selden.
He was serving a life sentence for murder.

I wouldn't want to be him if he had to
be in these wastelands.

It's a beautiful landscape!

I never met anyone from Devonshire who
You wouldn't swear by your land, eh, Dr Watson?

I can not believe it.

To think that my family has lived
here for more than 500 years.

Doesn't it make you feel good...

...insignificant?

- Yes, it is very impressive.
- Would you like dinner to be served, sir?

- Is it ready yet?
- In a few moments, Mr.

You will find hot water in your rooms.

My wife and I will be happy to stay
until you decide on personnel changes.

Meanwhile,
May I welcome you to Baskerville Hall, Sir?

Thanks, but why should I make changes?

- Are they leaving?
- Only when it is convenient for you, Mr.

- But why?
- We were very close to Sir Charles, Mr.

His death shocked us
and what surrounds us has become very painful, Mr.

Staying would cause us suffering.
Can I show you your rooms?

- I will leave you with Dr. Watson, Sir Henry.
- Won't you have dinner with us?

My wife is waiting for me. Don't hesitate to call me,
day or night, if you need my services.

- Good night.
- Beware of the bloodhound

Dear Holmes...

He certainly seems happier during the day.

I'm not surprised that my uncle
Living alone here, he will start to see things.

The house does not lack character!

Is that what you call it - character?

I dont complain. I like it.
At least once I got used to it.

How strange, the noises that an old house makes at night.
I could have sworn...

yes?

- Well, I...
- You heard it too.

A woman? A woman crying?

Yes.

What a relief.
I thought it was my imagination.

Barrymore.

- Did you hear a woman cry last night?
- There are only two women here.

The maid, who sleeps in the wing
furthest from you, and my wife

I can assure you that she did not go, Mr.

Where could it have come from?

I love knowing that she was real.

-What are her plans for today?
- I had thought about going for a walk.

- Unless you believe...
- I have documents to review.

Enjoy your ride.

You will not receive any damage.

Be careful!

Are you hurt?

No. It seems that I have been lucky,
thanks to you, mr.

- Very thankful.
- It's not important.

I would say the guy has escaped.

- In these wastelands, we will never find it
- Subject?

The man who tried to kill him.

- I was able to take a look at it.
- Did he try to kill me?

It wasn't an accident, Dr Watson. I saw it.

Do you think he was the escaped prisoner?
What have I heard about??

- I don't know, Sir. My name is Stapleton.
-How is he? He seems to know who I am.

Dr Mortimer said that
you were staying in the mansion,

so when I saw it,
I drew the obvious conclusion.

I hope Sir Henry
Aren't you feeling bad about his trip?

It's very good.

A little walk down this road
takes us to the Merripit house.

- Would you have tea with my sister and me?
- With pleasure.

We feared that the new baron
he refused to reside in the house.

�I hope he doesn't have superstitious fears
by the legend of the devil dog?

Sir Henry thinks it's an old wives' tale.

Well, it's extraordinary how gullible
which are the local farmers.

They swear they have seen that creature on the moor.

- Can you offer an explanation?
- I'm afraid not.

And can Mr. Sherlock Holmes do it?

How?

If you are here, it is not logical to think
May Mr. Holmes honor us with a visit?

We have heard about you
in this remote place.

Mr. Holmes cannot leave the city at the moment.

- Other cases occupy your attention.
- You do well to be careful.

It should be called my attention
for not minding my own business.

The moor is a wonderful place

I never get tired of him.

I've only been here two years and I already know him
better than the locals

That flat land looks like a place
ideal for riding.

That way of thinking has cost lives.

There is the great Grimpen bog,
where one wrong step means death

After the autumn rains,
It is a horrible place.

I'm one of the few who can come in and
get out alive.

If it's so terrible, why do you go there?

Because I am a naturalist.
That's where the rare plants and butterflies are.

Really?

I must try my luck one day.

For the love of God, get rid of that idea
of the head!

I would be trapped in the swamp

and his death would fall on my head.

In the name of God. What is that?

The peasants call him the
dog of the Baskervilles.

What is it?

I don't have the slightest idea.

It seems to come from the heart of the swamp.

Will you excuse me for a moment, Dr Watson?

Do I want to save these specimens?

Of course.

Oh, good morning!

- You must be Miss Stapleton...
- Come back! Get back to London right away!

- Excuse me?
- You should never have come here!

For the love of God, do what I ask of you.
Come back now, while there is still time.

- Don't set foot on the moor again.
- My dear miss...

Ah, you are there.

- They have already introduced themselves, I see.
- Yes.

She was telling Sir Henry that it's too late.
to see the moor at its best.

- Telling Sir Henry?
- I'm Dr Watson.

I am a guest of Sir Henry at Baskerville Hall.

We have not confused.

- Forgive me.
- There's no reason.

- Do you think we could have some tea, Beryl?
- Yes. Excuse me.

I would say that he thinks that this
It's a strange place to live.

- We are quite far from the world.
-His sister must find him lonely.

No.

We have our books and our studies.

Beryl is so interested
in botany and zoology like me.

and we get along well with our neighbors.

Poor Sir Charles!

He was an admirable companion.
We will miss him.

More than we could say.

- Sit down.
- Thank you.

He said he wasn't from these parts.

He had a school in the north.
There was an epidemic and three boys died.

We never recovered from the blow
and I lost almost all my capital,

but now I'm doing what I like,
and we are happy.

Maybe I can show you my lepidoptera collection?

I would be very interested.

It has the most complete collection in the southwest.

I haven't had the pleasure yet
to meet Sir Henry.

Would you mind if I visited you this afternoon?

I'm sure you'll be delighted.

- Would I like to tell you that this is my intention?
- Delighted.

I'll tell you.

I count on it.

Dr Watson!

Yes, Miss Stapleton?

I was stupid to confuse him with Sir Henry.
Please forget everything I told you.

I find it difficult. I am a friend of Sir Henry
and his welfare concerns me.

Can I ask you... why were you so anxious?
of her returning to London?

- Because...
- Yes, Miss Stapleton?

Must be notified

Have you been warned?

You must be notified of
danger that awaits you here.

- Danger?
- Do you know the story of the bloodhound?

Yes, I don't believe in that nonsense.

But I do.

If he has any influence with Sir Henry,
Please let me know.

He will, but it is not in the nature of
Sir Henry flee from danger, real or imagined.

- Good morning.
- Won't you tell my brother what I told him?

No, of course not.
But may I ask why?

He thinks Baskerville Hall must be inhabited,
for the good of the people of the moor.

He would be angry if he knew that I had tried
of inducing Sir Henry to leave.

So please... don't say anything.

This is a big day for me, Mr.
one of the special days in my life.

I have closed the forest to where
the people of Fernworth go on a picnic.

It cost me 200 pounds, but I won the case.

Will that do any good?

No, Sir, none.
He acted only out of a sense of public duty.

The law is there for you to use,
but no one pays attention to him.

I have instigated half of the
court cases in the area.

That shows how little interested
people are there and turn to the Law.

Deplorable.

Do you know that you denounced
Sir John Morland for trespassing.

-You cannot hunt in his own preserve.
-How did you get it?

Look in the books, Sir.
Reading pays off.

Frankland versus Morland.

Queen's Court.

I guess I should go home now.

Do you live far away, Mr Morland?

- Frankland.
- Oh.

- About four miles, more or less.
- Aren't you afraid to cross the moor at night?

- What would there be to fear?
- My ancestral hound, perhaps.

�Bah! With all due respect, Sir Henry,
Can I tell you how your uncle died?

- I wish I could.
-His nerves were upset.

All I could think about was that
absurd legend of the Baskervilles

As he walked along the yew avenue,

a lost sheepdog
He came from the moor and chased him.

I thought it was the ghost of the
hound and died of panic.

A sheepdog!

Makes sense.

A shepherd dog could hardly justify
the huge footprints seen by Dr. Mortimer.

Mortimer is an excellent guy,
but he had had quite a bit of brandy.

Maybe the footprints were smaller than I imagined.

Could be.

In the light of day, that walk
of yews is a delicious place,

but when it gets dark...

Yes, it gives me chills.
I will put a row of electric lamps on it.

- It will be different.
- Electric lamps? I just don't like them.

- Could I ask your servant to give me my coat?
- Yes, of course.

Mrs. Frankland will be anxious.

I am a widower, Sir.

I ask your forgiveness. Do you have children, perhaps?

I live alone.

"My dear Holmes..."

I shouldn't be afraid.

Did you see the animal?

I heard it, and saw the bushes move.
It was on the other side of the yew hedge.

- He stayed at my height.
- But couldn't you take a look at it?

- No.
-Then how can...

Do you think I imagined it?

I think Frankland was right.

-My uncle died terrified by a sheepdog.
- A shepherd dog!

The farmers tell me that those dogs
They live in the wasteland and become wild.

They come looking for food. They can be very fierce.

When I was safe in the house,
I locked the door.

The animal scratched it with its paws trying to enter.
I suggest you examine that door...

and ask yourself what kind of claws and teeth
They tore off pieces of wood.

It is known that a hungry dog...

Barrymore.

Is something wrong?

I had almost forgotten what, in the beginning,
He made me leave the house.

-She was his servant.
- Barrymore?

I heard a noise outside my bedroom.

It was late.

After midnight.

I looked and there it was,
moving a lamp from one side to the other,

as if he were making signs
to someone on the moor.

Well, did you talk to him?

No. I wanted to find out what was going on,

so I followed him down the stairs
to the outside of the house.

Unfortunately I lost sight of it
in the dark

and it seems that he got lost on the yew walk.

- That was where the animal was.
- Sure.

-Let's ask Barrymore a few more questions.
- Do you think it is appropriate?

I could deny it.
It would be my word against yours.

What do you suggest?

I tried to imagine what Holmes would do
in those circumstances.

I think he would just advise us
keep a close eye on our man

- and, perhaps, catch him red-handed.
- That's great advice.

I am indebted to you, doctor.

Tonight you and I will do a little
of detective work.

Excellent!

And now I think I'll take a walk on the moor
before lunch.

I'll take my cane.

I had thought about going alone.
I hope you don't mind.

- Holmes gave me precise instructions.
- Even he, with all his wisdom,

I didn't foresee a rather pleasant affair.

I'm sure you don't want to be a party pooper.

- A party pooper? I don't understand you.
- You write your daily letter to Mr. Holmes.

You will not receive any harm, doctor.
Quite the opposite.

Party pooper?

- Mrs. Stapleton.
- Good morning, Sir Henry.

A pleasure to see you,
very kind of him to meet me.

Could we walk?

Sure.

- Mr Stapleton! Good morning.
-What does this mean?

- What, sir?
- You know what I'm talking about

How dare you show attention to my sister
Who dislikes them?

I'm sure it's Miss Stapleton.
which she must say.

That lady is under my protection.

Maybe you think you can do whatever you want.

Dear Sir, Miss Stapleton and I...

You may be surprised, sir,

that the custom of the right of stay
Do not apply in these locations.

You have no right
to bother women.

If you were someone else,
I would demand satisfaction for that comment.

There should be no more clandestine meetings.

Beryl, let's go home.

Barrymore.
What interesting sheep they have there.

Barrymore.

Sir Henry. Mr.

Do you want to see me?

Barrymore.

- I owe you an explanation.
- I think so.

I have no excuse for my behavior.

I have not only offended you, but also my sister,
whom I wouldn't hurt for anything in the world.

- Did she ask him to come?
- No, sir.

I beg you to listen to me.

My. Her sister is my whole life.

We have always been together.

to think that one day
she can lose is terrible.

I realize that it is selfish to imagine
that he can always be with her.

She is a beautiful woman.

When I saw them together,
I thought you could take it from me.

I lost my nerves.

Mr. Stapleton, don't you think
Are his fears somewhat premature?

It's only been a week since
I know his sister.

But you are... in love with her.

- Maybe I am.
- That makes my behavior even more unforgivable.

Well, if she explains it that way,

It's understandable.

-Do you mean she doesn't hold a grudge against me?
-None, it's already forgotten.

You are very kind.
He must allow me to make it up to him.

-Will you and Dr. Watson want to have dinner with
us, on Friday?
- Delighted.

Good. He is determined. Goodbye, Sir Henry.
I appreciate his kindness.

How do you find content for
those letters to Mr. Holmes?

- You have been writing for an hour.
- I tell you everything.

- Does life here have so many events?
- Holmes attaches the greatest importance

to what others consider trivial.

Remember how worried I was
when you lost your boot at the hotel?

By now I think I know his methods.
Consequently I do not omit anything,

no matter how insignificant it may seem.

- The principle of scientific detection...
- silence. Listen.

Barrymore.

What are you doing here?

- Sir Henry.
-Yes?

Nothing, Sir.

The window, Sir. I check them at night
making sure they are closed.

- On the second floor?
- Yes, Sir. All windows.

We know he's lying. We want the truth.

I was signaling to someone.
We saw it. Who's out there?

Please don't ask me, Sir.

I give you my word. If it only concerned me,
I would be happy to tell you.

Give me the lamp.

Yes. There is the answer. Do you see it?

Another light.

Less than a mile from here.

What does it have to say?

With all due respect, Sir, it's my business, not yours.

- I have nothing to say.
- Then you leave your job right now.

- As you wish, Sir.
- It is shameful.

His family has been with us
for more than a hundred years.

- And now you conspire against me.
- No, sir.

- No, not against him.
- Do not say anything.

We have to go.
Let them believe what they like.

There is no conspiracy against him.
What he did was my fault.

- Shut up!
-Who is on the moor?

My brother, Sir. we can't leave it
die of hunger, no matter what he has done.

The light is a sign that we have food for him.

His light is to indicate to us
where to take her.

He is saying that his brother...

-His name is Selden.
-He is the prisoner they are looking for.

Selden the murderer.

He fled from prison because he knew that
We were here and we would not deny him asylum.

And how could we?
Doesn't it matter what he's done?

Every night we pray that
has left,

but so far she has been almost two
weeks in the wasteland.

We can't abandon it.

- Is that true?
- Yes, Mr. Word for word.

Forget what I just said.

Go back to your room,
We'll talk about this in the morning.

- Sir...
- We'll talk in the morning. Now go away.

-Less than a mile, he says?
- Yes.

I imagine it's because of Cleft Tor.

By heaven, I'm going to catch that man!

- Now?
- Now, of course! Is he coming with me?

Holmes told him not to leave him alone under
no concept, so it seems I have no choice.

I know where he was.

He wouldn't risk being exposed.

Maybe he takes refuge
in some cut of the Tor.

- Then we must look for it.
- Take care.

I will be desperate.
He has killed before.

There!

He must be close.

I can't imagine where...

Selden!

Selden!

-Is he hurt, Dr Watson?
- I'm not well.

I thought he would surrender
seeing my revolver.

- He can't have gone far. Do we follow him?
- If you wish.

We shouldn't go far from the house.

Heavens!

What was that, Watson?

I've heard it before.

Miss Stapleton was with me
at that moment.

He said it's called...

Well?

No, nothing.

Most likely it is a noise
caused by wind.

You know not.

Tell me what they call it.

Tell me, Watson.

They say it's the howl
of the dog of the Baskervilles.

He was a bloodhound.

It seemed to me that it came from the
Grimpen bog.

Oh my God...!

There may be some truth in
all these stories?

�It is possible that he is really in danger
for that cause?

It's one thing to laugh about it in London...

I do not consider myself a coward, Watson,
but that sound seemed to chill my blood.

Ah, up!

- I see nothing.
- A man.

He is not the prisoner. Another man.

He's gone.

- sees it...
- I apologize.

come on. Barrymore feels
that we have abused your trust

-for persecuting his brother-in-law.
- I was scared

- It's not the first time he attacks me.
- I wanted clothes, Sir.

Clothes? What! more?
That man is a public danger!

There are lonely houses scattered
throughout the wasteland,

and obviously he will stop at nothing

He wouldn't do anything crazy.
That would tell the police where he is hiding.

- That makes sense.
- Arrangements are being made, Sir.

I will leave the country in a few days.
The police have stopped looking for him.

- You can hide until the ship is ready.
- Are we going to help and protect in a crime?

If we turn him in, Barrymore and his wife
They will go to prison along with him.

Yes.

I think that. perhaps the best is
not say anything

Okay, Barrymore, you can go.

- I am grateful to you, Sir.
- Should.

She has been so kind to us, Sir, I...

There is something about the death of Sir Charles

which I have never told anyone, Sir.
If it would help you...

- Do you know how Sir Charles died?
- No, sir. Not that.

I know why you went out that night, Sir.

- It was to meet a woman.
- A woman? My uncle?

Sir Charles only received one letter
the day he died.

I brought it to him.
She was postmarked Coombe Tracey.

The next day, while lighting the fire,
yes ok...

Continue.

I found what was left of a letter
on the back of the chimney.

It was nothing more than a charred piece of paper.

It said: "Please, since you are a gentleman,

"I burned this letter and it's
at the outside door at midnight."

It was signed with the initials "L.L."

"L.L."?

- Do you know anyone with those initials?
- There lives a lady in Coombe Tracey.

- Mr. Frankland's daughter...
-Frankland?

When I asked him if he had children,
He told her no.

He said he lived alone.

Miss Laura Frankland got married
with an artist named Lyons.

He abandoned her, and Mr Frankland
He refuses to have anything to do with her.

Yes, he would do that!

-How does she live?
- Sir Charles and Mr. Stapleton gave him money

to establish a typing business.
At least, that's what they say, Sir.

Then I knew my uncle.

"L.L."

Laura Lyons.

I believe, Sir Henry, that this lady
deserves our attention.

Yes, Mr Watson?

Doctor.

-I have the pleasure of knowing her father.
- He and I have little in common.

I don't owe him anything and his friends are not mine.

- It seems that I have started wrong.
- If your affairs have to do with my father...

No. I am making arrangements
on behalf of Sir Henry Baskerville.

I understand that you knew his
late uncle

Yes, I owe a lot to his kindness.

- Do you want to sit down?
- Thank you.

Can I ask you if you kept
correspondence with him?

What is the reason for these questions?

Avoid a public scandal.

It's better to make them here

for the matter to escape
of our control.

Did you correspond with Sir Charles?

I wrote to him once or twice
to thank you for your kindness.

- But never ask him to meet?
- Sir, that is an inappropriate question.

- Forgive me... but I must repeat it.
- Then I will answer it, certainly not.

- Not, for example, on the day of his death?
- What?

I think he did.

He asked her to meet at midnight
next to the gate of the moor at the end of the yew walk.

- Have you read that letter?
- My dear lady...

"You don't think it's preferable to talk to me."
what with the police?

It could come to that.

Dr Watson, if you have heard
some of my story,

I will know that I made a bad marriage
and I have had reasons to regret it.

That's what I've heard, yes.

My life is a constant chase
of a husband I hate.

Some time ago, I knew that
I could get a divorce

If some expenses could be covered.

Sir Charles Baskerville helped me before
when I needed money.

I thought that if I heard the story from my own lips,
I could do it again.

- So he asked to meet him?
- Yes.

Outside? And at midnight?

Sir Charles was not married
and I have a certain reputation...

a woman living separately from her husband.

He did not want to compromise
Sir Charles or myself.

Even so, a meeting at such an hour...

- I have already explained my reasons, doctor.
- Very good.

- Did you meet Sir Charles?
- No.

- Mrs. Lyons!
- There was no need.

I received help at the last minute
from another source.

- Monetary aid?
- Of course.

-And what was that other source?
- It's none of your business, Dr Watson.

It has nothing to do with it
with what happened to Sir Charles.

He died near the gate of the moor.
He went to the appointment.

I am sure that the heart of a man
It can fail at any time or place.

Sir Charles may have kept the appointment,
Dr Watson. I don't.

Barrymore.

- Sir Henry is in the library, Mr.
-Yes?

- With Mr. Frankland, Mr.

Is there any news about the march?
of his brother-in-law?

Not yet, sir. I left some clothes outside.
this morning

and now they are not
so it must still be close.

Unless, of course,
for the other man to take them.

The other man?

Selden told me
that there is another man on the moor.

Yes?

Yes, I think I've seen it.

-Do you know who he is?
- No, Mr. Selden, you've seen him twice.

Both next to the old stone houses
where people lived long ago.

It's not from the police. He wants to stay
hidden as much as Selden.

The old stone houses, he says?

He knows, that same afternoon,

the people of fernworth
He had the audacity to burn me in effigy.

I said if the police didn't stop
those unfortunate manifestations,

would take legal action

Frankland versus Regina!

Ah, there is a case that
would make the public pay attention!

- Hey, doctor?
- Definitely.

- I heard he's been walking.
- Yes, until Coombe Tracey.

I had the pleasure of meeting her daughter.

Good evening, dear sir.
Grateful for your company.

It's been a lovely day, Watson.
Too much to spoil it.

I hope you're careful with that revolver.

-Holmes!
- He seems surprised.

I'm stunned!

Well, I must say, I have never in my life
I was so glad to see no one. My dear Holmes!

I had no idea he had located my hiding place
until I was 20 yards from the door.

- He saw my footprints.
- No.

When I see a cigarette butt
marked "Bradley, Oxford Street",

I know my good friend is near!

-How long have you been here?
- Since last week.

He saw me when they were chasing the prisoner.

Was it you?
I thought I was still in London.

That's what he wanted me to believe.
Sit down.

Ah!

I see you have visited Mrs. Laura Lyons.
Excellent!

Our investigations have continued
parallel lines.

This message was written by a boy from the town
who runs errands for me. Watson?

To think that he could use my services
and he didn't trust me.

I deserve better than this, Holmes.

My dear friend, forgive me
If it seems that I have played with you,

but it was, in part, for his own safety.

IF I HAD KNOWN IT WAS HERE, I COULD
having wished to provide me with some comfort,

and put his life at risk.

And it was vitally important that our
opponent believed he was in London.

�Surely there is no need to maintain
the secret between us?

What is happening?

Murder, Watson.

Refined, cold-blooded, deliberate.

But all the reports I have sent you
- Lost!

I made arrangements to have them sent to me.
I have them here, and well reviewed.

Don't feel bad. Among us,
We have already found who our murderer is.

-Do you know who he is?
- Yes, I know, but knowing it is not proof.

- However, please tell me.
- Delighted...

even if your reports
They loudly proclaim their identity.

Now think, my dear companion. You described how...

- In heaven's name, what is that?
- Silence. Shh...

over here!

� Hurry!

We arrived late. He has beaten us.
� This has happened because he abandoned his mission!

Sir Henry
He left him at the Baskerville mansion.

� Look, Holmes!
� There� !

- Sir Henry!
- It's useless. He is dead.

The beast has torn his throat.

So the dog they talk about exists.

It's my fault, Holmes. You were right.

I shouldn't have left him alone.

To think that we have heard your cries
and still not...

Watson!
Look here!

� It's Selden, the escapee!

Why do we think...

� The clothes! Barrymore must have given him
a suit belonging to Sir Henry.

And the dog followed the scent.

Oh, Watson.
Sir Henry's boot was stolen. Why?

- To provide a trail for the dog to follow.
- Someone comes.

Yes...

a murderer wants to make sure
that the task has been completed.

Now you can see for yourself,
but don't say anything.

I heard a scream.

After this experience,
A glass of brandy wouldn't hurt us.

� Lord!

Holmes...

-Are you sure Stapleton is the culprit?
- Without a doubt.

Followed Sir Henry in London
and tried to kill him less than an hour ago.

He wrote to me that Stapleton had invited them
you and Sir Henry to dine with him.

Yes. It is scheduled for tomorrow night.

Thank you.

We have been waiting for you, Mr. Holmes,
since the coming of Dr Watson.

- I had no idea what I had witnessed
a tragedy. - Me neither.

I will take with me an unpleasant memory of
Back to London tomorrow.

Back to London?

- Will you leave us, Mr. Holmes?
- I have urgent matters to attend to.

I hope his visit shed some light.
about these events.

You cannot expect success on all occasions.
This is not a satisfactory case.

It is a pity.

Excuse me. I must return home.
My sister will wonder what happened to me.

Goodbye, Mr Holmes. I wish we had
known in less melancholic circumstances.

Dr Watson. We are waiting for you
and to Sir Henry tomorrow night.

I don't understand why
We have not arrested this man.

IF what you say is true...

Dear Watson,
you were born to be a man of action,

but if we had arrested him,
We couldn't prove anything against him.

There is the death of Sir Charles.

It didn't have a single brand.
We know that he died of pure terror.

We know what scared him.
How will we get a jury to believe it?

- But tonight. The prisoner.
- We never saw the dog.

We hear it but we can't prove it
who was following the trail of that man.

Excuse me?

Even if we found the dog, he wouldn't help us
to put a rope around the neck of his master.

-So what should we do?
- We will set up a trap.

Sir Henry must dine with the Stapletons
as he is willing.

I won't leave him for a moment.

On the contrary, you will make up an excuse
and will allow him to go alone.

- Alone!
- Shh.

- Crossing the moor?
- You and I won't be far away.

This Stapleton man should not be underestimated.
We must not leave anything to chance.

He is evil!

When that young woman knows
the truth about him...

Young? The one you visited yesterday?
Mrs Laura Lyons.

Certainly not. What does Mrs. Lyons have?
What to do with this matter?

I was referring to Miss Stapleton,
her sister.

She doesn't have a sister.

"You didn't suspect the truth when
when he argued furiously with Sir Henry?

- What?
-Miss Stapleton is his wife.

So they plan to return to London,
both?

I think at this moment
We will be more useful there.

- I see.
- We hope to return soon,

but we have business to attend to in London.
We will leave tomorrow.

I was hoping they would solve this case.

Yes, it's unfortunate that we can't.

�Since the previous week I spent
in a somewhat primitive accommodation,

Could I abuse your hospitality?

A comfortable bed
It would be a great change.

Of course. We will have a room.

I think I'll have dinner tomorrow
with Mr Stapleton.

I would like to inform you that Dr Watson
Has he come back to London with me?

- Of course.
- As for you...

I want you to go to the Merripit house.

Return the carriage, and let them know
that his intention is to walk home.

- Crossing the moor?
- How do you say.

- Isn't that what you advised me not to do?
- This time you can do it safely.

But if you value your life,

stay on the path
on the edge of the swamp.

Do not stray into the wilderness.

I don't see how my actions can affect him.
Since you will be in London, .

-Will you do what I ask?
- As you wish.

Do I have your word?

You have my word.

Now, if you'll excuse me...

He thinks we're abandoning him to his fate.

The important is that
Stapleton believes it too.

There is no doubt that this gentleman
He is one of Sir Henry's ancestors.

It is Sir Hugo Baskerville, the first baron.

The villain of the family legend.

The similarity is noticeable.

With Sir Henry? I don't see any resemblance.

No, not with Sir Henry, but with the man
who calls himself Stapleton.

What did he say?

See it yourself.

Stapleton is an interesting example.

of a physical and spiritual setback.

- There is a definite resemblance.
- The subject is a Baskerville.

It was evident from the beginning.

Why else did he murder Sir Charles?
and plans the death of his heir

unless it is to inherit the title
and the fortune of the Baskervilles?

But Sir Henry is the last of the family.
There are no other heirs.

There were three brothers. Sir charles is dead,
and the same is true for the father of the current baron...

- and Rodger died in Central America.
- But he died without marrying and without children?

Certainly, there is no proof to the contrary.
according to what I know.

Are you saying that Stapleton
Is he Rodger Baskerville's son?

I'm suggesting a probability.
Stapleton made the mistake of telling him

that he was a school teacher
in the north of England.

There are agencies that can identify
to anyone who has practiced that profession.

I knew of a man who came from Central America
whose hobby was entomology,

whose school had to close
in atrocious circumstances,

-and that she disappeared with his wife.
- Was that man Stapleton?

He called himself Vandaleur, but there is no doubt
that he is the man we know as Stapleton.

"But why pretend that Ms. Stapleton,
rather, his wife, is she in fact his sister?

For reasons that will soon become evident.

Remember that when you examined the message that
They sent him to Sir. Henry in London,

inspect it carefully.

I smelled a slight odor
of a perfume known as White Jasmine.

That suggested it was sent by a woman.

Tomorrow when we show that we are returning to London
We must go to Coombe Tracey,

We will have a long wait
until Sir Henry visits the Stapletons.

Will we visit any lady we know?

A lady?

Coombe Tracey?

Does she mean Mrs Lyons?

He prepared the appointment with Sir Charles
at Stapleton's urging.

- She is close to him.
- That is false.

How dare you?

Mr Stapleton is a friend, he has helped me
where very few would have done so.

I must be frank with you.
This is a murder case.

Not only is Stapleton involved,
his wife too.

His wife from him?

-The woman who pretends to be his sister.
- That's a lie!

- There is evidence
- It's a lie. He is not married.

-That's what he told you.
-I know he isn't.

If there is evidence, show it to me,

but he can't because what he says is false,
and there is none.

Here is a photograph of the couple
taken in York four years ago.

On the back it has Mr and Mrs Vandaleur written,
but you will recognize it easily.

Here are three witness descriptions
trustworthy Mr and Mrs Vandaleur,

who at that time ruled the
St Oliver's private school.

It can not be true.

He offered to marry me
If I could get a divorce from my husband.

- He lied to me.
- He told her to write to Sir Charles Baskerville.

He dictated the letter to me.

He said Sir Charles would help me
with the costs of the divorce.

And then he dissuaded
to attend the appointment.

He said it would hurt his self-esteem.

If another man contributed the money for
Is the cause,

and I believed it.

How could he?

Mrs Lyons...

- She is a very lucky woman.
- Do you think so?

You were the key to this mystery, and he knew it,
and yet she is still alive.

For some months she has been walking
on the very edge of the cliff

- Did he kill Sir Charles Baskerville?
- There is no doubt.

Even if he had known...

...I think he would have had faith in him
If he had done the same with me.

- Will he be arrested?
- Before the day ends.

It's just a matter of hours.

This has come from Baskerville Manor.

-Sir Henry...
- Can't you come tonight?

On the contrary, Dr Watson has seen
forced to return to London,

therefore Sir Henry will go alone.

Are you not happy?
Surely it's a tribute to your charms

that defies the dangers of the wasteland
for your company.

It's not too late yet.
I beg you. Even now, you could leave it.

And spare his life?
Is that what you ask for?

I ask this for your sake, not his.

Two men have died.

One left,
between me and my inheritance.

Do you think they could dissuade me from the purpose

to which I have dedicated ten years of my life?
Can you be so naive?

Out there in that abandoned tin mine
in the middle of the great Grimpen marsh,

is my instrument of death.

At ten o'clock, that stupid servant
will release the chain.

That's all you need.

Neither you nor I will have to lift a finger.

When Sir Henry Baskerville leaves here
tonight,

You will find that you will be alone on the wasteland.

� No!

And you and me, in a week
We will be traveling back to Costa Rica.

There, I will present evidence of who I am
and I will claim my inheritance.

I beg your. Give up that plan,
for my sake, if not for yours

- How stupid are women!!
- Please!

You seem...

...a woman begging for her lover.

We could invite Sir Henry to spend the night here.
And then tomorrow...

Baskerville has made a deep impression on you.

- What do you mean?
-Her passion for you is not unilateral.

- You're in love with him.
- What I have asked of you is for your own good.

You ask me to spare his life
because you have fallen in love with him!

- You are wrong.
- Really?

Yes! In London, I didn't even know him
when I sent him that...

What?

What did you send him?

- What?
- Nothing! � My arm!

- Tell me!
- I sent him a letter,

- begging him not to come.
- Signed?

No. He can't know that I sent it to him.

But you warned him.

- What you did once, you could do again.
- No! � I promise!

Watson...

Watson. It's half past nine.
Time to get going.

It will take us 20 minutes to reach Merripit House,

and we must be there
when Sir Henry returns home.

Will he leave so soon?

No, the attractiveness of Miss Stapleton
She guarantees us that she won't,

but we can't afford
not even the remotest possibility of failure.

-How much do I owe you?
- Ten past one, Sir.

Excuse me,
but since he's not from around here,

Can I ask you if you will spend the night?
in the village?

- No.
- Then be careful. Through the mist, they see it.

- Mist?
- They say it is so thick in the moor,

- you can barely see the road...
- Mist!

Watson, I have made the biggest mistake of my life.
� Let's go!

� We may be too late!

I fear it is getting worse.

I hate having to interrupt a
such a pleasant evening,

but I must return home.

"Are you sure it's not my sister's absence?"
the one that makes him leave?

No, I assure you.

I'm sorry you're leaving so early,

but it is sensible not to want to get lost
on the moor in this weather.

Pay my respects to Miss Stapleton.

- I hope you feel better tomorrow.
- It's a cold, nothing more.

He was very upset
not being able to receive him.

Thanks again.
It has been a pleasure

� My God!

� Over there !

Is he alive?

Yes, thank heaven.

In God's name, Holmes, what is that?

No wonder Sir Charles
I would die of fear.

Stapleton must have had big problems
to find such a creature.

Stay where you are, Stapleton.
His plan has failed.

� Condemned be you!

- Stay there.
- But, he will escape!

From the executioner, yes,
but he has entered the swamp.

He knows how to cross it.

- There is a path that only he knows.
- With this fog? I don't believe it

� Please!

Mr. Holmes!

No, Watson.

- Help!
- No one can help you now.

Mr. Holmes!

Someone help me!

Help! Mr. Holmes!

Help!

Help!