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Meet the Red Bull Dragonberry Emerge. It's one of the many new drinks out now. Who knew ice cold drinks could be so? Fire. Try them all only at Leighton's. Shabbos! Shabbos! Capital, my dear Watson. Let us return to our humble abode. Two to one V-baker, please, please, carry. From London we present The Maserain Stone by Michael Hardwick based on the short story by Sir Arthur Curran Doyle. The Maserain Stone. It was present to find myself once more in the untidy room on the first floor of number 221b Baker Street, which had been the starting point of so many remarkable adventures.
I look round where the scientific charts upon the wall, the acid-chard-binch of chemicals, the violin case, the DNA in the corner, the curl-scuttle which contained as of a whole the pipes and the back up. Finally, my eyes came round to the fresh and smiling face of Bidde. The young but very wise and techful page, who had helped to fill up the gap of loneliness and isolation, which surrounded the satanine figure of the great detective, now that I was married again and living in bedding room. Ah, it all seems very unchanged, Billy. You will not change either. I hope the same can be said of him. I think he's in bedness sleep, Dr Watson. Oh, and it's, uh, seven o'clock of a lovely summer evening. That means the case, I suppose. The reason he's very hard at it just now, I'm frightened for his health. It gets better and thinner and he eats nothing. When you be pleased to die Mr. Oves, I owe him his satan-askine.
Seven thirty the day after tomorrow, he told her. You know his way when he's keen on the case, sir. Yes, yes, yes, really I know. He's following someone I can tell you that. Yesterday he was out as a workman looking for a job. Today he was an old woman. I'm fairly took me any did, but I want to know he's ways by now. He said, New World, well. There's no parasol there against the sofa. Or that spot at the woman's outfit. You know what is all about? It's this case of the Crown Diamond. What the hundred thousand pound birds are there? Yes, they must get it back. Why, we had the Prime Minister and the Oam Secretary boast it on that very sofa. Well, Mr. Oams, it was very nice to them. He's input them at their reason and promised to eat the all he could. Then there's Lord Campbell here. Right, can't stand his loss. You know how come Mr. Oams, sir? You see, he do believe him, Mr. Oams, and he was against employing him. He'd rather he fail. Well, we hope he won't fail and that Lord Campbell know he can't fund it.
I see, Billy, what's that curtain for across the window? Oh, Mr. Oams, that he put there three days ago. Oh, we've got something funny behind it. Something? I mean, yeah, you can see it, sir. Listen, Mr. Oam, perfect replica, shall I come? Oh, blessing God and all. You see how the head can move about? Yeah. Or we put it at different angles so there'll be more lifelike. I wouldn't dare take it if the blind went down mine. But, wait, you can see this from right across the way. Yes, we use some of you as all once before, you know. Oh, that must have been before my time, sir. There are a folk who watch from over Yonder. Oh, I can see a fly now. Can we have a piece of the curtain? That'll do, Billy. You were in danger of your life, then, my boy. And I can't do without you just yet. Oh, oh, oh, oh. My dear Watson, it's good to see you in your own quarters once again. You come at a critical moment. No, I gather. You can go, Billy. Ah, here's the strange.
Ah, that boy is a problem, Watson. How far am I justified in allowing him to be in danger? Dangerous, Watson. There was a sudden death. Ah, and expecting something to see me. Expect you, Watson. To be murdered, Watson. Ah, who? Oh, come, come, I'm your joking. Even my limited sense of humor could evolve a better joke than death. But we may be comfortable in the meantime, maybe not? Ah, is alcohol for business? Yes, the gasagine and the gas are in the old place. Now, the let me see you once more in the customary armchair. Ah, thank you. Oh, that's right. Here you are, Watson. Thank you. Now, then, you're a very good health, my dear fellow. You're too, my dear, oh. You have not, ah, I hope, learned to despise my pipe and my lemon to bolt tobacco. It, ah, is necessary to take the place of food these days.
That's the one I know each. Because the packages become refined when you start them. By surely, as a doctor, my dear, Watson, you must admit that what your digestion gains in the way of blood supply so much lost to the brain, I am a brain, Watson. The rest of these are my appendix. Therefore, it is the brain I must consider. It's with this danger, Holmes. Ah, yes. In case it should come off, it would perhaps be as well that you should burn your memory with the name and the rest of the blood. You couldn't give it to Scotland Yard with my love and the potting blessing. Silvia system, come, regretto, Silvia. Or write it down, write it down. One, three, six, more side gardens, NW. More side gardens in the garden. Got it? Yes. Hmm? I, um, nothing to do for a day or two. You can count on me. Your models don't improve, Watson.
You manage shipping to your other vices. You bear every sign of a busy medical man with calls on in every hour. Not certain, bon ones, but can't you have this fellow arrested? Yes, I could. That's what what is inside. Why don't you? Because I don't know where the diamond is. Ah, it's Billy Tome, the missing ground yours. Yes, the great yellow mazzor in stone. I've cursed my mates and I have my fish, but I've not got the stone. What's the use of taking them? Oh, we can make the world a better place by laying them by the heels, but that's not what I'm out for. It's for stone, I want. And is this corn soup just one of your fish? Yes, and he's a shark, he bites. The other is Sam, the boxer. Not a bad fellow, Sam, but the counters used him. He's a great big silly bull-headed gudge, but he's flopping about in my net all the same. Where is this corn silgeous? I've been at his very elbow all the morning. You've seen me as an old lady, Watson?
Oh, yes, indeed. I was never more convincing. He actually picked up my parasol for me once. By a year leave of my down, said he. A half-ital of you, no? All the sudden graces of man, howanese in the mood, but he's a devil in cunts in the other mood. Like this full of whimsical happenings, Watson? It might have been tragedy. Well, perhaps it might. I've honoured him to old, Taubernze's workshop in the minorades. Taubernze may be airgun, a very pretty bit of work. My rather sensiates in the opposite wing there at the present moment. Billy showed you the dummy. He may get a bullet through its beautiful head at any moment. Mr. Ronser? Oh, Billy, what is it? There's a gentleman to see you, sir. Here's his card. A fake cute? Ah, the man himself. I hardly expected this. Grass, the nettle Watson, a man of birth. Possibly you've heard of his reputation as a shooter of big gay.
Oh, of course. Well, if there be a pihons and ending indeed with X to the sporting record, that is meageries bag. This is a proof that he feels my Taubernze close to his ear. I'll send for the police. I probably shall, but not just yet. Would you glance carefully out of the window, Watson, and see if anyone is hanging about in the street? Certainly. Oh, yes, this is one rough, perennial, the door. That will be Sam Burton, the faithful, but rather fatuous, Sam. Where is the gentleman, Billy? In a washing room, sir. Show him up when I read. If I'm not in the room, I'm sure he'll be in all the same. Very good, sir. Now, look here, Holmes, this is simply impossible. This is a desperate man who sticks at nothing. You have me believe he may have come to murder you. I shouldn't be surprised. Then I insist on saying with you, you'd be horribly in the way. His way? No, my dear fellow, in my way. Well, be that as it may I can't possibly leave you. Yes, you can, Watson, and you will. For you've never failed to play the game. I'm sure you will play it to the end.
Of course. This man has come for his own purpose, but he may stay for mine. Now then, take this note, I have it. Yes. Take a cab to Scotland Yard and get this to Yorl of the CID. Come back to the police. The fellas arrest will follow. Oh, I'll do it. Enjoy it. Before you return, I may have just time enough to find out where the stern is. Now then, I'll just bring for Billy to show him up. And I think he'll go out through the bedroom. This second exit is exceedingly useful, you know. I rather want to see my sharp, without his seeing me. And I have, as you remember, my own way of doing. The... If a J-home shouldn't be cut in the drone every day? No, no, no, no, we'll leave it as it is. Oh, perhaps just a touch to this splendid head. A little forward on the chest, as though somewhere in the middle of 40 rings? Yeah.
Now then, come along. I only have good air what you're doing, I thought. Any updates? Yeah. Horms himself. I guess so. How very corny. Don't break it, can't, don't break. What? Horms. It's pretty little things, isn't it? Te verniere, the French modler made it. He's as good at wax wax as your friend's taverns' aeze de agand. Ergonsa? What do you mean? Oh, put your head and stick on the side table before you're tempted to do any other form of damage. Very well. Thank you. And, can you take a seat? Oh, would you care to put your revolver out also? Very well, if you prefer to sit on it. The obvious is, it's really most opportune, can't so just, I want it dead, I have a few minutes to chat with you.
And I too wish to have some words with you, Holmes. That's why I am here. I won't deny that I intended to, as such, you're just not. I'd rather gather that you had some idea of assault in your head, but why these personal attention? Because you have gone out of your way to annoy me. Because you have put your creatures upon my back. My creature? I assure you, the... But nonsense. I have had them followed. Two can play at that game, Holmes. It's a small point, can't tell, but perhaps you can, it'd be my prefix when you address me. You can understand that with my routine of work, I should find myself unfamiliar terms of half-for-rown, scaly, and you will agree that exceptions are indignant. Mr. Holmes, eh? Excellent. But I assure you that you are mistaken about my alleged age. Other people can observe as well as you. Yesterday there was a known spotting man. Today it was an elderly woman. They helped me in view all day.
Really, sir, you complimented this. O, Baron Dawson, said the night before he was hanged, that in my case what the law had gained, the stage had lost. And now you give my little impersonations your kindly praise. It was you. You, you're saying? You can see in the corner the parasol which you serpently handed to me in the mirror before you began to suspect. What you say now only makes that at worst. It was not your agents, but your play acting busybody self. You admit that you have done. Why? Cannot count. You used to shoot lions in Algeria. Well, but why? Why? Who? The sport, the excitement of danger. And no doubt to feed the country from a pest. Exactly. My reasons in the nutshell. Or that's it. Don't say sit down and take the hell away from your head pocket. Thank you. There was another more practical reason I want that yellow diamond.
You knew that I was off to you for that. The real reason why you're here tonight is to find out how much I know about the matter and how far my removal is absolutely essential. Well, I should say that from your point of view it is absolutely essential. But I know all about it. Say, for me one thing which you are about to tell me. Oh indeed. And pray what is this missing fact? Where the clown diamond is now. You want to know what do you? How the devil should I be able to tell you where it is? You can and you will. Indeed. Come, block me, come, Sylvia. You are a- Meet the Red Bull Dragonberry Emergist. It's one of the many new drinks out now. Who knew ice cold drinks could be so fire? Try them all only a litigms. You look like a blood. I see to the very back of your mind. Then of course you see why the diamond is. Apart then you do know you have admitted.
I have admitted nothing. Now come. If you will be reasonable we can do business. If not you will get hurt. And you will talk about blood. Do you know what I keep in this book? No sir, I do not. You? Me? Yes sir. You. You are all here. Every action of your violent dangerous life. Can your homes. There are limits to my history. It's all here come. The real taxes to the death of Oasis Harold, who left you the glimers state, which you so readily gambled away. Ah you're dreaming. And the complete life history of Miss Millie Warranton. Yeah you will make nothing of that. Twenty more here come. Here is the robbery in the fran deluxe de la Rudiera, on February 13, 1892. Yeah. Is the Ford's check in the same year on the Creti Leoni. What is all this thought to do with the jurid you spoke about? Genetically can't restrain that eager mind. Let me get to the points in my own hundredth fashion. I have all this against you, but above all,
I have a clear case against both you and your fighting bully in the case of the crowned armed. In here? I have the Catwoman who took you to Whitehall and the Catwoman who brought you away. I have the commissioner who saw you near the case. I have Ike Sonders who refuse to cut it up for you. Ike has speech and the games are huge. That's the hand I play for. I present all upon the table, but one card is missing. It's the King of Diamonds. I don't know where the stone is. And you never shall know. No? Now be reasonable, Cat. Consider the situation. You are going to be locked up for twenty years. Sir, is that not? What good are you going to get out of your diamond? None in the world. But if you hand it over, well, I'll compound the felony. We don't want your salary. We want the stone. Keep that up. And so far as I'm concerned, you can go free so long as you behave yourself in the future. If you make another slip,
well, it will be the last. But this time, my commission is to get the stone, not you. And if I refuse? I then, alas, it must be you and not the stone. Did you bring this to round? Yes, Billy. I think, Count, that it will be as well to have your friend Sam at this conference after all his interest should be represented. I believe you will see a large and ugly gentleman outside the front door asking to come up. Very good, sir. And what do you intend to do now? My friend Dr. Waxu was with me just now. I told him that I had a sharp and a gudge in my neck. Now I am drawing with it, and up they come together. Oh, it's no use fingering your revolver behind your back, my friend. Even if I gave you time to draw it, you know perfectly well you damn it, you sick. Nasty, noisy things revolver. Better stick to air gun.
I think I hear the fairy footsteps of your estimable partner. God damn Mr. Burton, rather dull in the streets. Is it not? What's the guy now, Count? A shot of our please. Oh, thank you. What did he spell the one girl? What's up? If I may put it in a nutshell, Mr. Burton, I should say it was all up there. What? Now look here, Count, sir, the son of busy men, and I can't face time. I'm going into that bedroom. Braining yourself quite a term in my accent, you can explain to your friend how to knife allies without the restraint of my presence. I shall try over the huffman bathroom upon my violin. In five minutes, I shall return for your final answer. You quite grasped the alternative to you not. Shall we take you or shall we have the stern?
Of menu, we'll say, sir, on about our shot-up sandwich. Let me think. With each trouble, why didn't you plug him? God, you're a fool, sir. Anyone but you could have seen he was holding a revolver and he's dressing God's bucket. Oh. Yeah. Because he know that I stole. You know the damn sight too much about it. And I'm not sure he doesn't know all about it. Cool. I can stand this as split as. Oh, the earth, I see. Oh, doing done after company. A voice going for it. No, that won't help as much. You've got to make up our minds what to do. We offer hope. He's a leery coag that one in there, he wants watching. You're supposed easily. How can he be listening while he's playing that thing? Oh, that's right. Yeah. Oh, what did it know? It might be somebody's behind the curtain. There's too many curtains in this room. I saw it at the Tonya dummy. A fake?
Well, frighten me. I don't know what I mean. Because I live in Spirbim, Garland Hall. Over them curtains. We're wasting our time and there's not too much of it. No, he can lag us over the stone. Oh, it's over the ground. He's offered to let us sit. If we only tell him where the swag is. What? Give it up. Give up our only powers and quit. It's one or the other. He's alone in there. Next to me. Once he's locked out, we've none eat a fero. If we start him, he could have to get away in a place like this. Oh, decided lightly enough that the police know whatever evidence he has got. What you work out? Nothing. Just the noise in the streets. No, it's okay, I got it. You got the brine. You think of a why-haw-be-sori? It's fucking you. No, you suck. Then it's up to you. I fooled better men than homes.
The stone is here in my secret pocket. I take no chances leaving it about. It can be out of England tonight and cut into four pieces in Amsterdam before Sunday. He knows nothing of Van Seda. I thought you said Van Seda was going next week? He was, but now he must get off by the next bolt. One of us must slip round with the stone to the limestone. But the force caught on my radio. I almost take it as it is in the transit. It's not the moment to lose. As to homes, we can fool him easily enough. I'll tell him the stones in Liverpool. Oh, come on, that whining music. Get down my nerves. Come back here. On the line of the keyhole. Yes, the stone. Oh, don't know how you dare, Kerry. Where the where could I keep it safer? If we could take it out of White Hall, someone else would easily take it out of my logic. Oh, aren't there Japan? What? What? You counted from this safe with me. But that was a wix. Well, in it. Here, I'm really a go. Where? Your surprise is really natural.
You are not aware, of course. But the second off, my bedroom, leads behind that curtain, which was worrying you so much, Mr. Merck. Oh, Mr. Merck. I've answered you must have heard me, if I said to him to the dummies chair. But what can the passing can, with all my size? So that was it. They gave me a chance of listening to your racy conversation, which would have been painfully constrained. Had you been aware of my question? Had you snow-barbaned, gentlemen, no violence, I'd take of you. Consider the furniture. It must be very clear to you that your position isn't impossible, one. The police are waiting below. Oh, no! All right, they give you best forms. I believe you are a devil himself, not far from him at any way. Well, fear come. Here, that blooming phantom, the pining shelf, the enemy, you're right. Well, let it play. The modern gramophone is a remarkable invention. The gramophone.
You're in here opposite, Peron Sam, we've been waiting to get you and you to serve. To take your hands off me, my man. Not like it, where it was, the gramophone. Your country meresier, sir. Oh, show his logic up, believe I lie. Switch off the gramophone. Yes, sir. Oh, my dear, help. Sir, I'll save after all. Yes, and I see you have camped for me, I done. What? Shall we make his logic undead eat? Oh, oh. There we venture upon a strike, libit world. Will you stop this by your logic? Lord, camp on me. What else is going on here, Mr. Holmes? Constable, follow all over the place. I thought you'd do Lord, camp on there. It's chilly for the time of year, but father warm indoors. What, some pay healthy with his logic here. No, thank you, I will not take it off. Oh, pay allow me. I've been up to what, and would assure you that these changes of temperature must insidious.
Am I not right? Oh, certainly, to be sure. I'm quite comfortable as I am, sir. I have no need to stay. I simply look keen to know how your self-appointed task is progressing. Ah, it is difficult, very difficult. Ah, I fear you would find yourself. Every man finds his limitations, Mr. Holmes. But at least in care, also the weakness of self-satisfaction. Yes, sir. I admit I have been much better. No doubt. Especially upon one point. Possibly you could help me upon it. You were a pious, and I saw the leaks in the day. I thought you had your very most sufficient message. So, I am ready to help you. Your logic is most obliging. You see, we can learn that same occasion against the actual theme. When you have caught on. Exactly. But the question is, how shall we proceed against the receiver? Receiver? This is not rather premature. It is as well to have our pens ready.
Now, what would you regard as final evidence against the receiver? The actual possession of the stone. You would arrest him upon that? Most done, Dr. Holmes. In that case, my dear sir. I shall be under the painful necessity of advising your arrest. Mr. Holmes, you take a great liberty. In 50 years of official life, I cast a course at a case. I am a busy man's hub and gazed upon important affairs. And I have no time or case for foolish jokes. I may tell you, sir, that I have never been a believer in your powers. And that I have always been of the opinion of the matter of a fast, safer, and the hands of a regular police force. Your conduct confirms all my conclusions. The other, sir, do we school good evening? A one-namen, sir. Actually, to go off the measure, in stone, would be a more serious offense than to define the intemperory possession of. So this is intolerable.
Let me pass such a hand in the right hand pocket of your ear, sir. What do you mean, sir? Come, come, do what I ask. I ask. Well, if it will make a land of the soror, I... ...can't the mess of in stone, craze ever. Too bad of me, Lord, can't tell there. Too bad. My old friend here will tell you that I have an impish habit of practical jerky. It's also that I can never resist a dramatic situation. I took the liberty, the very great liberty I admit, of putting the stone into your pocket at the beginning of our interview. Sir, I... I am too wilted. But yes, it is indeed a measuring stone. Mr. Holmes, we are greatly auditors. The sense of humour may be, as you would bet, somewhat bewerted, and its exhibition of Markley and Thine, from Markley. But at least I will draw any reflection I have made upon your amazing professional powers.
The details can wait. Your pleasure in telling of this successful result in the exalted circle to which you return will be some small attunement for my practical journey. And now, of course, you have your overcoat. Yes, yes. And I apologise again, Mr. Holmes. Once more then, good evening. Thank you, sir. Good evening, sir. He's an excellent and loyal person, but rather the old regime. And I might have what's in play touched the bell. And as above, Mrs. Hudson shall lay dinner or two. Oh, Holmes, you're really... That was The Maseradeen Stone by Michael Hardwick,
based on the short story by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Sherlock Holmes was played by Carlton Hobbs and Dr. Watson by Norman Shelley. Production for the BBC was by Robin Mitchell.
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