Murder Rooms: Mysteries of the Real Sherlock Holmes (2000–2001): Season 1, Episode 3 - The Kingdom of Bones - full transcript
Doyle assists his friend Reuben Proctor who has recently acquired an Egyptian mummy. They arrange for a gala evening at the museum where two eminent professors - Doyle's mentor Dr. Bell being one of them - will unveil the embalmed remains of the Egyptian princess and perform an autopsy. To everyone's surprise, they find not a princess but a man who was recently murdered. As they investigate, Doyle and Bell uncover a group of expatriate rebels plotting to create havoc. They work frantically to stop them before they spread terror among the population of London.
Life may be
stranger than fiction.
It is often more disturbing.
Before I wrote my stories
of the great detective,
I had access to
a terrifying world
of mystery and murder.
My companion and
teacher on this journey
was Dr. Joseph Bell.
Here in this extraordinary man
was my inspiration,
but it is only now that
I have chosen to reveal
the dark beginnings
of Sherlock Holmes.
Behold it.
ladies and gentlemen.
Mount Roraima.
the great unknown plateau
of the South Americas.
untried. unconquered.
land of secrets and wonders.
This undiscovered terrain
will be the subject
of my next expedition.
Beyond this ascent
lies a land unseen
since the world began.
Imagine that.
Who knows what rare sights.
what strange species
we may find there.
I trust in God that it
will be a great adventure.
Are there any questions?
When does the
expedition start?
December with the aid of the
Royal Geographical Society.
Ha. ha. ha. ha.
I was half
expecting you to leap up
and beg to go
adventuring with them.
Don't think
I wouldn't be tempted.
but. no. Reuben.
no more adventures for me.
So what did you
join the Society for.
the literature or the science?
The customers
if I can raise any.
There's me?
All rude health
and no money to your name.
what use are you
to a medical man?
I understand your
ambition. Arthur.
We're alike in so many ways.
That's because
I run a practice
with precious few patients
while you run a museum
which nobody visits.
Spare me ten minutes.
Why?
yu'll see why.
(Banging)
Arthur. it's ready.
Here she is.
She?
My princess. in a
manner of speaking.
yu're beginning to
concern me. Reuben.
I assure you she's mine.
I paid seven guineas for her.
And by the inscription.
she is most definitely.
a princess.
Seven guineas?
Due to her condition
and the wretch
who sold her to me
had nothing for ancient
history or for anything else.
I didn't so much buy her as
pay gin money to rescue her.
How old is she?
My guess would have
to be around 3.000 years.
Some of the hieroglyphs
resisted translation.
I've bad new for you. Reuben.
yu'll be lucky if she
lasts for three months.
Water's breached the casing.
That's the smell of decay.
And therein lies
our opportunity.
I don't plan to be a curator
of sea shells and flint axes
for the rest of my days.
If her days are numbered.
then preservation is no issue.
If preservation is no issue.
then we can unwrap her.
What. now?
No. not now.
At a public event
before an invited audience.
I see mainly academics.
some press. some dignitaries.
A tasteful display.
but still a sensational one.
Oh.
Not just an unwrapping
but an anatomy lesson.
a full postmortem
examination covering the life
and tragic death
of a princess of Egypt.
How do you know it was tragic?
Well. show me a young
death that isn't.
Try to imagine it. Arthur.
Recognition for both of us.
yu'll have access to society.
With patronage
and subscriptions.
I can lay the foundation
to a major collection.
Dr. Doyle strode
up to the podium
and after gripping it
and sweating for 20 minutes
commenced to stammer
in a most
enlightening fashion.
No. no.
Don't mock me. Arthur.
I have a most
serious purpose in this.
My mother. my sister.
I do it for them.
Our father was
disgraced in his lifetime.
He claimed honors from
Oxford that he did not earn.
It is a cloud I will dispel.
I'm no public speaker. Reuben.
yu've seen the evidence.
That's not what
I'm asking of you.
It's your connections
I have need of.
Good morning. madam.
yur baby has
gangrene of the heart.
That will be
sixpence. thank you.
(Bells chiming)
Arthur. 9:00.
Thank you. Innes.
How ever did
I manage without you?
Today's bills for you. sir?
Never mind the bills.
How is this?
Quite the dandy.
aren't we. Dr. Doyle?
Well. I have
to make an effort.
Oh. I'm as nervous
as a schoolboy.
Where's Innes?
Exploring again I expect.
yur brother
will know Southsea
like a native
before he gets home.
Oh. didn't I tell you.
He's not going home just yet.
He's staying a while.
Oh.
Well. mother needs her space
and I've got plenty.
yu've got to admit
he's good company.
Well. you certainly
know he's about.
If there's an emergency. send
him to find me at the station.
If I'm not there.
I'll have taken the
visitors on to the museum.
Shouldrt you hurry?
I don't need to rush.
There's plenty of time.
Which one is 9:00?
Is it the one that
pings or that bongs
or that plays the tune?
God.
I'm going to kill you.
Where's Mr. Proctor?
He's upstairs with his mummy.
(Laughing)
Is there any sign of two
gentlemen from the station?
If they're not our wagon.
I havert seen them.
Is there any
organization here?
Look at this.
Still building the place.
Sir.
Professor Rutherford. welcome.
Who are you?
Doyle. sir.
Arthur Conan Doyle.
yu taught me anatomy.
Did I?
Don't worry about
paying for the cab. William.
I just managed
to beat you to it.
and I rescued your luggage
before the cabby
drove off with it.
Doyle?
- Doctor.
It's grand to see you. lad.
yu're well I hope.
Understand this. Doyle.
yu say I taught you?
For the best part
of five years. sir.
I won't pretend
to remember you.
As far as I'm concerned.
this is
a professional engagement
in the light of which
I expect full
professional respect.
The sum of
50 guineas was agreed.
I believe in the letter
I offered 50 pounds. sir.
No. I recall.
It's 50 guineas
as you say. sir.
And when do I get to see it?
When your bill is tendered
in respect of your
professional services. sir.
Dr. Rutherford?
Can'ter. sir.
Hampshire Post.
and Southsea Observer.
I understand you'll
be giving us a turn
in the mummy show tonight.
A turn. sir?
In the what. sir.
the mummy show?
To begin with. young sir.
there is no Dr. Rutherford.
There is Professor
William Rutherford
of Edinburgh University
here for an
academic engagement.
not a sideshow for the
amusement of morons.
Either report
the facts correctly
or do not report them at all.
If you misquote
me. I will sue.
If you misspell my
name. I will sue.
In fact. if you
harass. misrepresent
or annoy me at any way at all.
I'll have your
likes for lunch.
Ha. what have we here?
Wrong.
Wrong.
I have summoned a demon.
- Wrong.
I had ten hours of him
in a locked compartment
on the night train.
He doesn't sleep.
Ha!
The public awaits.
(Bells chiming)
Good evening. ma'am.
I'm Reuben Proctor.
the museum's curator.
Good evening.
welcome to the museum.
Delighted. sir.
It's an honor.
Good evening. ma'am.
I'm Reuben Proctor.
the museum's curator.
Good evening.
How do you do?
Straight up the stairs.
Do take a seat in the hall.
Good evening.
Good evening.
Welcome to the museum.
yur Ladyship. straight
up the stairs. please.
and into the hall.
Filling up nicely.
This has to be the most
terrifying night of my life.
yu'll look back at it as the
foundation of your success.
yur Grace.
And furthermore...
(Knock at door)
Yes?
Two minutes. gentlemen.
What do you think
this is. Doyle.
a theater of varieties?
My colleague has been
clarifying his opinions
for my benefit.
Yes. tell him what we agreed.
Professor Rutherford
will dissect the remains
without my assistance.
Uh-huh.
I will then speculate on
a diagnosis without his.
Oh. yes. and. Doyle.
be sure all those
inbred provincials
understand that this evening
has a serious purpose.
We are not here to entertain.
If I see any people
enjoying themselves
I shall. of course.
expect them
to be thrown out.
Programs. oranges.
pickled whelks...
Ladies and gentlemen.
ladies and gentlemen.
welcome. one and all.
Before I introduce our
distinguished professors.
I have here a telegram
from the great Egyptologist.
Sir Flinders Petrie
who thanks us
for his invitation
but regrets he
cannot join us tonight
engaged as he is
in the major
excavation at Tarnis.
It's signed by his secretary.
Let me now tell you what
I can about our subject
which is precious
little I'm afraid
as the only evidence
is in these hieroglyphs
and many of them are
variations on those forms
that present
scholarship can recognize.
It's my belief
that our subject is...
...was a highborn female
who died in her 23rd year.
The circumstances of her
life are unknown to us
as is the cause of her death.
We hope to shed
a little light on both
in the course of the evening.
It's my privilege to present
Professor William Rutherford.
Bravo!
The preservation
of corpses in ancient Egypt
involved the removal
of brain. lungs. and viscera
followed by a
desiccation of the flesh.
In this condition.
the dead were
sent forth to derive
whatever pleasure they
could from the afterlife.
This body has been
wrapped in linen.
The linen has then been soaked
to form a hard shell.
This state would have
been further protected
by a mummy case or sarcophagus
in the absence of which
the condition of
this specimen is poor.
very poor indeed.
It has. however. retained its
integrity for the millennia.
Now. despite the smell
of certain decay.
I have to say that for a
3.000-year-old cadaver.
the state of
preservation is remarkable.
quite remarkable.
especially with regard
to the watch chain
and the waistcoat!
Mr. Proctor!
I shall not withdraw
to my unremarkable
and noticeably
inexpensive hotel.
I shall take the first
train to London
where for the rest of the week
I may be contacted at my club.
They'll send you the bill.
yur opinion. Dr. Doyle?
I'll defer to yours. sir.
Three thousand years buried
but only three
or four weeks dead.
An impossibility.
Yes.
More of a police
matter I think.
Bah.
No one is to leave here
without giving a statement.
Yes. sir.
Please. please accept
my personal apologies.
I'll be in touch with every
one of you to explain.
I can't think how this
could have happened.
Please cooperate
with the officers.
Control yourself.
It's a disaster.
Nothing here was your fault.
Stop feeling responsible.
Well. if not me then who?
yu brought a murder to light.
When all this blows over.
it'll be seen
as a public service.
Believe what you like.
I'm finished in Southsea.
For God's sake.
There's more to the
world than Southsea.
Aha.
Mr. Proctor.
speaking as someone
that has often been gipped
by the sellers of antiquities.
may I say that I sympathize.
yu are. sir?
Heywood Donovan.
I got in on the
invitation of the Bishop.
I have to tell you. sir.
that I found this a far
more entertaining evening
than I anticipated.
For a fair few moments
I feared we'd be obliged
to learn something.
I doubt whether you'll
get many subscribers
out of the occasion.
and yet I hear that you've
run up a fair few expenses.
All debts will be
properly settled. sir.
Not by wishful
thinking they won't.
May I express my sympathies
in a more practical way?
Come out to my house
in the morning.
and I will give you
a note from my bank.
Unless...
Canadian patronage
isn't good enough
for an English museum.
I don't mean to be rude.
It's been a difficult day.
I thank you. sir.
I'll wager you don't see
many like this in Edinburgh.
Oh. are you still without
a divisional surgeon?
I believe you're a mind reader
as well as an exceptional
physician. Dr. Bell.
Right. I want the body
drawn up in this sheet
and removed to the mortuary.
No part of it is to
be interfered with.
no sightseers. no
seekers after souvenirs.
Put a man on guard on the
door all night if you have to.
Should we remove
the wrappings?
Do not touch them.
I will remove them
at postmortem.
That's a relief.
Men.
So. I take it you've
offered your services.
Only to finish the
task I came down to do.
How's your friend?
I'm worried about him.
All he wanted
was to make a name.
Well. I'd say he's
succeeded. poor laddie.
How much of this
fiasco involves you?
My only contribution
was the invitation letters
to you and the professor.
Well. that's
probably just as well.
How goes your practice?
It's growing.
Oh.
Progress is good.
It's not spectacular.
It's solid.
Uh-huh.
No. it is.
Forgive an old friend's
concern for your welfare.
but I observed that
you've been obliged
to borrow that suit.
It's father's.
Of course.
I'm very sorry.
I should have realized.
I won't say it's not
a precarious living.
but it does improve.
yu must believe
me when I tell you
I command the respect
of this towrs quality.
Sadie!
Ah. Nobody come in.
The good doctor here says
I've got to drop my kicksters.
yu'll not sell
many tickets for that.
(Laughter)
All right.
This won't take long.
Swallowed a sovereign once.
Now. it's yours
if you find it.
Aye. aye. Admiral.
Ship's on the horizon.
Do you know what
hemorrhoids are?
No.
Well. you've got them.
Oh.
Thank you. doctor.
Without an educated
man to guide me.
I'd have carried on
thinking it was the piles.
Agh. so you're ready?
We're back on the road.
And I'm itching
for it. I can tell you.
Always the same
with winter quarters.
Everybody loves show people.
Nobody wants
them for a neighbor.
Do you own every one of these?
If I don't own 'em
I made a gift of 'em.
Started in the business
as a lowe comedian.
When I got married.
my dad set me up
with my own go show.
Saved my money and
put it into the portables.
Now. I do the same for my own.
How's it going. Uncle Walter?
Hmm.
The Giant Rat's
fallen out of public favor.
Got a cold in
the winter and died.
Wasrt really a rat.
Was a little dog what's
hair had fallen out.
Quite a little trooper.
We've pickled him
for the freak show.
It's what he
would have wanted.
Here. Doctor. meet our
so-called Bearded Lady.
Can't recommend us a
good hair restorer. can you?
I think that's a case
for nature to handle.
It's also a matter of two
shillings for the ointment?
yu're right.
Forgive me. doctor.
Oh. I see your
own a boxing booth.
Heddie.
Sorry about this. Dr. Doyle.
End of the winter always
leaves me anti denary.
Yes. Dad.
Take your sister and
give them a song and dance
outside the Trafalgar Hotel.
Soon as you've made two-bob
bring it straight
back to the doctor here.
(Singing)
I'm a...
No. wait. wait.
Don't make them
beg for my fee.
We never beg. Doctor.
No. what I mean is...
if you don't have
the cash to hand.
let me take it in kind.
How?
Get the gloves out
and bring on your champion.
I confess to a lifelong
weakness for the noble art.
yu sure about
this. Dr. Doyle?
Believe me. sir.
you indulge me.
I've had as much
pleasure from this
as from any form of sport.
And it's been a long time
since I had
the honor of facing...
...a professional.
Okay. Jasper. give the
doctor his money's won'th.
Fight!
Forgive me. sir.
I appear to have
the advantage.
I will go easy on you.
Jasper!
yu're a gaming doctor.
I'll give you that.
Too game for my
own good sometimes.
And no hard feelings.
Oh. good Lord. no.
Got exactly what I asked for.
a lesson from a master.
Arthur?
Who's this. then?
It's my brother. Innes.
down from Edinburgh
to keep me company.
This came.
Why don't you join
in the show. young Innes?
We're in need
a new strong man.
No.
How about knife
thrower's assistant?
Gypsy Bob gets
through a lot of those.
No.
Indian club catcher
for one-armed juggler.
No.
What do you want
to be then. Innes.
a fine doctor
like your brother?
Oh.
Reuben!
Reuben!
Cut him down.
He's beyond your help. Doctor.
Cut him down!
It's a suicide note.
He knew I'd get it
too late to be of help.
Did not wish to be
discovered by strangers.
I'll inform the coroner.
Good morning sir.
Dr. Doyle.
I'm here to sign
off the death certificate
for Reuben Proctor.
Certainly. Doctor.
Let me see.
I don't care where it
lives or what it lives on.
Just keep it out of
my way, madam, please.
Stupid man. primitive mockey.
Who is he going
to get to do all this.
neither the rats?
Not you I can promise.
Doyle.
Is something wrong?
I've been attending a patient.
Oh. I'm sorry.
It is always
distressing to lose one.
Oh. I see you've
been in a dispute.
Oh. yes.
It's a sporting trophy.
Indeed.
Well. I'm glad you're here
because I would
value your opinion.
Come and look at this.
Not as exotic as
an Egyptian princess perhaps
but a rather more
challenging mystery.
Who is he?
Is there no identification?
It has been removed.
and the clothing labels have
been cut off and in a hurry.
So the watch chain is broken.
And the watch
itself is missing.
That's depriving us
of any marks or inscriptions
that might have been of help.
Any further views?
He was about 45 years of age?
Agreed.
And a right handed
stone mason.
Look at his left hand.
yu see how
the thumb is calloused
and then on
the ball of the palm
there is a patch
of thick skin.
That is the hand
that braced the chisel.
And if our
conclusions are correct.
there should be
traces of stone dust
under the fingernails.
Yes. here it is.
Now. how long dead
would you estimate?
Oh. antiposia
has begun to form.
Conversions not advanced.
Saponification doesn't begin
until at least
three weeks after death
so weeks at least.
months at most.
Well done.
Oops. forgive me.
The teaching habit dies hard.
That is the fatal wound?
Yes.
A single thrust
from a straight blade
about two inches broad.
And then there are these.
Five of them in all.
In the case with the body?
Yes. any theories?
Were they down by the feet?
Aye.
They're weights.
Yes.
And so...
if we note the nautical
stitching on the wrappings.
we must conclude...
That the body was originally
sewn into the canvas
for a sea burial.
My conclusions exactly.
Thank you. Dr. Doyle.
Do we know where our
young friend. Mr. Proctor.
obtained this
manufactured antiquity?
I'm afraid not.
Then our next priority
must be to ask him.
That won't be possible.
What about his things. Doctor?
Sorry?
Would you like to take charge
of his personal effects?
I wouldn't leave them here.
When there's no immediate
family around to make a fuss.
you'd be surprised
how things can travel.
yu know what I mean.
Right.
How long can you stay?
Oh. no longer than you
originally arranged.
We have a new childrers
hospital in Edinburgh
awaiting my attention.
and I mustrt keep
the wee bens waiting.
So our mystery
must remain unsolved.
Not necessarily.
Inspector Warner
is working on it.
Why don't we
speculate a little
over dinner at
my house tonight?
Well. I should be delighted.
but as a matter of fact...
I have a patient
who's a grocer.
He pays me in goods
so each time he has a seizure.
we dine rather well.
And on a practical
note. with Reuben gone.
I cannot see how your
expenses can be guaranteed.
I realize that.
and as I was about to say.
I canceled the hotel
reservation this morning
and I had all my bags
sent round to your house.
All I know is
that Reuben believed
he had a genuine antiquity.
but he wouldn't tell me
exactly how he came by it.
Did you notice
anything unusual
about the smell
on that mummy canvas
apart from the odor
of damp. of course.
And the decay. yes. Why?
There was something else?
Glue size and pigment.
Closer examination revealed
that the aging and
deterioration were as fake
as the hieroglyphs
on the casing.
I'll open the door.
Mrs. Williams.
And then was the
contents of his stomach.
I doubt the average
Egyptian diet
consisted of steak
and kidney pudding.
Aye.
Innes.
Why are you not in your bed?
Mrs. Williams won't let me
have a candle in my room.
yu're never afraid
of the dark. surely.
What are you reading?
It's one of Arthur's stories.
He's written much. you know.
What is it?
Collin Hill.
May I look?
No.
Arthur says you're
not meant to read
anymore of his stories.
And why?
He says you're
rude about them.
Oh. now. away with you.
Go on. it's late.
This is ridiculous. man.
How can I get Mr. Donovars
consent to an interview
if you won't even
let me in so I can ask?
Dr. Doyle here
to see Mr. Donovan
on a matter
concerning the museum.
Dr. Doyle. can you
put in a word for me?
So all that you see
here I'm sending home.
I have a 60-room
mansion going up in Alberta.
And believe me. son.
that's a lot of space to fill.
And a lot of time
spent in sale rooms.
I have a seat with my name
on it in every one of them.
I asked for a big house
close to the middle of London.
and my agent fixed
me up with this.
On the map. it looked
like that far away.
Still it has
its compensations.
Better value for money.
Money's no object
these days. son.
I come from three
generations of Donovars
who starved on land
that finally became
rich in two things.
coal and dinosaur bones.
I got a lot of
poverty to make up for.
that's for sure.
We're here on a year's visit
so my daughter can do society
and I can furnish
the family home.
yu noticed my daughter?
Well. I couldn't fail to. sir.
She has that effect
just like her mother.
May I ask her name?
It's Gladys.
It means mistress of the land.
I thought it was Irish
when I gave it to her.
It turns out to be Welsh.
Well. I suppose on the map
it looks like that far away.
Let's do some business.
I was sorry to hear
about your friend.
I know he had his
embarrassment but uh.
there was no need to
take his own life over it.
If he'd given himself
time for reflection.
I'm sure he'd agree with you.
Now. do you have some news
on that so-called
Egyptian princess?
Dr. Bell has deduced
that he was
a right-handed stone mason.
who's last meal was
a steak and kidney pie.
and that the killer
had murdered him with
some kind of a
wide bladed implement
like a knife
or a sword or a scythe.
and that the killer
had gone to some trouble
to conceal
the victim's identity.
Oh.
My bank will take
care of this draft.
I notice that there's
no provision
included for yourself.
Why would I seek to profit?
Oh. don't misunderstand me.
I respect the fact.
I mean you are protecting
your friend's honor
for no personal reward.
Do you know what
a rarity that makes you?
I believe anybody
would do the same.
Hmm.
Let me see if
I can make this visit
won'th your while. hey?
Sometimes I feel as though
I can't turn around
in this country
without someone trying to rob.
cheat or take advantage of me.
yu. are a breath
of fresh air. Dr. Doyle.
Where are we going. sir?
I have a patient for you.
Michael.
Yes. sir.
Fetch a chair or something
and let the doctor
take a look at that leg.
(Groaning in pain)
Well. this
wouldn't hurt so much
if you'd had
it treated sooner.
Well. the problem lay
in trying to find a doctor
who is prepared
to travel further
than the last
rich widows salon.
That's hardly fair.
Dr. Pike's a good man.
He's far better
established than I.
So how did this happen?
There were thieves
in the boathouse.
There was a shotgun accident
when Michael chased them off.
Did they get away
with anything?
A wagon load of cheap
stone urns and statues
of no great value
which I'm sure
they were convinced
was some priceless
treasure. ha ha.
We laughed about it. Michael.
Gladys.
yu remember Dr. Doyle?
They were dynamiting tree
stumps down by the lake again.
Lightening got spooked.
Were you thrown?
I mean the
doctor's right here.
Thrown?
Me?
Don't worry. Dr. Doyle.
Maybe next time.
So have someone call at
my surgery this afternoon.
I'll have some
medicines ready.
Thank you.
I'm sorry I did not get to
see your Dr. Bell in action.
I expect he's gone home.
No. still in Southsea.
Oh. well. then
maybe we'll meet.
yu must both come for dinner.
yur mystery's got me hooked.
I have to say that I have
been sold a lot of things
that werert as old
as they pretended to be
but not one of them
was a dead body.
Oh. do you know
there's a journalist
at your gate?
Well that's as
far as he'll get.
Right.
Walk on.
I suppose you could say
he lived over the shop.
Come and look at this.
It's a note of
receipt for the mummy.
From whom?
Doesrt say.
There's no
signature. only a mark.
A mark I've seen before.
There's one exactly like it
on the wrappings of the mummy.
Hmm.
It's no wonder Mr. Proctor
had no luck
in his translating.
That's not an
Egyptian hieroglyph.
That's a Romany sign.
Gypsies.
Not just gypsies.
They're used by all
sorts of itinerants.
They leave their marks
on doors and gateposts.
It's their way of
signaling to each other
when they're on the road.
Yes. gypsies. Egypt.
I do believe it
may all just tie up.
Let me warn you about these
traveling people. Doctor.
They can be as honest
as the day is long.
but you know how short
the days are in winter.
They have nothing to fear
from me nor I from them.
Surely they'll cooperate
in a police matter.
No more than they have to.
Very well.
I shall have to try alone.
I can't recommend
that. Dr. Bell.
If you must.
take my police whistle
as a precaution.
A blast from that can
be heard a mile away.
yu're anticipating trouble.
Well. they are van dwellers.
and to them we are flatties.
And here we come inviting
them to squeal on their own.
Don't be surprised if
the invitatiors not taken
is all I'm saying.
Right.
Hey.
Invitation wasted I'm afraid.
By the way. can you
get some of your men
to check all the pawn brokers
for a recently pledged watch
possibly with a length
of chain still attached.
It's already being done.
Eastern necromancy.
When I was a boy.
my father took me to see
John Henry Anderson.
They called him the
Great Wizard of the North.
I thought that was
Sir Walter Scott.
Well. this was a
professional magician.
He put a young
woman in a cabinet
and ran a sword
straight through it.
yu do know
what Mascaline's Magic
Theater in London is called?
The Egyptian Hall.
Could we be looking
at the consequence
of a failed illusion?
That's a possible explanation
but not a complete one.
If an illusion fails.
it fails in public.
The disaster is
there for all to see.
But by what logic do you
cover such a disaster
by disguising a rotting
body as a museum piece?
Oh. I see the
lights of the house.
What's Donovars full name?
Heywood Donovan.
And he wants to meet me?
He admires your methods.
Indeed.
And you admire
something else I suppose.
Well. Dr. Doyle.
Miss Donovan.
And what are your feelings
on the Celtic revival?
Well. I see little
future or sense
in the politics of revenge.
We were talking
about its significance
in art and culture.
Oh.
We never discuss politics
at the dinner table.
Forgive me.
But when people become
so emotionally
engaged with the past
that they can't form
a proper view of the present.
that's when your
art and your politics
become difficult to separate.
This isn't right.
Mr. Donovan. I can't think
why you insist on quizzing me
as if I were a detective.
I assure you I'm not.
I'm just fascinated
by your methods. that's all.
For a doctor. a method
of observation and deduction
is necessary for
clinical diagnosis.
I'm sorry. Have I been rude?
Please. tell me if I have.
No. not at all. merely direct.
A colonial trait.
No offense taken?
No.
Oh. dear. oh. dear.
What troubles you. sir?
The place setting.
It's all wrong.
It's all changed. sir.
The family you served
had to part with the house.
yu're my guest now.
He was a chaplain to the
people that lived here.
but that was a
long. long time ago.
(Tapping on lamp)
Please feel free
to take a last look.
ladies and gentlemen.
before these treasures
leave your shores.
The colonial raider
has struck at your sale rooms
for the very last time.
Oh. just remember.
if you break it.
you bought it.
(Laughter)
This will fit in right
over the main fireplace.
I measured it
first to be sure.
yu don't like me. do you?
yu're too ready
to be disliked.
Never jump to conclusions.
Is that one of the
rules of the method?
yu must have
a very big fireplace.
Oh. it's big enough
to walk into.
And do you know what the
whole thing is made out of?
No.
Dinosaur bones.
The whole valley
is lousy with them.
Now. I send out
can't loads of relics
to museums all over the world
and they send me
back can't loads of money.
"The Fall of Lucifer".
I was schooled by Jesuits.
Hell holds no terrors for me.
I hadrt realized you
were a Catholic. Dr. Doyle.
Severely lapsed.
My family would have
me play it for advantage
whereas I feel
to play it at all
would be irrelevant.
So. you live by
your principles.
Such as they are.
I may have
misjudged you. Doctor.
yu mean I might
not be the provincial idiot
that you thought I was?
No.
Thank you. Miss Donovan.
My brother appears
to have left the party.
Well. he did seem a
little vague at the table.
He's like a child these days.
I'll have my men
check the house.
yu cannot reach conclusions
based on what
yu read in the bible.
It's there in holy writ.
It says an eye for an eye
and a tooth for a tooth.
If you're going to take
the bible literally.
it becomes as dangerous
as any other work of art.
No man is justified in harming
another on the grounds
that worse happened
between his ancestors.
Well. thank God for a man that
can give a decent argument.
All those other
ninnies can talk about
are my eyes or my skin
or my voice or my hair.
Oh. my heart's racing.
Feel.
It's all right. isn't it?
It's perfect.
I mean it's all right
because you're a doctor.
Pulse is more
commonly taken at rest.
Hmm.
Collet Bog.
Collet Bog?
The fairy sword of Cohaven.
Ah. yes. the great
warrior king of the Celts.
May I?
This was his
Excalibur. was it not?
A formidable symbol
and a formidable
weapon in its time.
More intended for
ceremony than for war.
Please be careful. Dr. Bell.
It is very old.
I hadrt realized there
was a reserve collection
as well as the main one
or that you had such
a passionate interest
in Celtic history.
It is the land of my fathers.
And yet here you
are in England.
What is so strange about that?
I've heard it said
that the average enemy
is a sucking dog
then his feelings towards
England does compare
to a true bitter
Irish American.
Well. there you are.
I am not an American.
No offense taken?
No.
My brother needs to go home.
I think our evening
is at an end.
Such a pity.
I was enjoying it so.
I'll call carriages.
Don't slow down. driver.
An extra guinea if
you don't slow down.
What's wrong. Doctor?
The sword.
It must be the sword.
Do I have to wake
the dead to get in?
Dr. Bell. sir.
Quickly. has anyone viewed
the mortuary since I left?
No. Doctor. of course not.
No cats.
No cleaning ladies.
Nobody.
Doctor. why this haste?
Sometimes. Doyle.
it is not a matter
of the detail
but the perspective from
which one views the detail
that is important.
Our host tonight
was not remotely
interested in my method.
He was merely
trying to discover
how much I might know.
Why?
And one must also ask why
given that he's
obviously so passionate
about Celtic mythology.
he should be of such pains
to disguise his enthusiasm.
What of his household staff?
Those men were not
trained servants.
No. not if the place
settings or the service
are anything to go by.
Now. there may be
a connection here
or there may be
nothing of the kind.
What we have here
may be the consequence
of a bizarre accident
or a strange
and savage ritual.
But I wonder
if what we are
looking at is actually
some kind
of ceremonial execution.
His watch.
Towel. please.
Not removed but driven
into the body cavity.
Exactly.
I had underestimated
the power of the thrust.
I think we'd better
sent for Inspector Warner.
Look here.
If you'll stop eating that
pie and listen for a minute.
I have an important
job for you.
Is it inscribed you may ask?
Yes. it is.
Hudson. our stone
mason has a name.
And once had a proud father
who made him a gift of this.
Ah!
Look. fetch the inspector.
and I will personally
stand you beer and oysters
in any public house
you care to name.
Sorry. Dr. Doyle.
I was just eating my supper.
Doctor!
Dr. Bell.
I have to move you. sir.
Quickly. the trolley.
Right. sir.
Give me a hand.
Quick. man.
yu!
Who's there?
There's something holding it.
Quickly!
Speed the can't alright.
- Is he all right.
Get him away from the smoke.
Thank heaven for that.
I'll see if I can
get some more help.
Sir. have you seen
someone running?
That way. sir.
yu're not going anywhere.
Well. Doctor.
yu?
Who are these men?
Say hello to the
Rebel Sons of Ireland.
yu're Fenians.
My God. you're
a cell of terrorists.
(Police whistle)
Into the coach.
(Police whistle)
yu stay there. Doctor.
Mr. Donovan will
be around to see you.
I'm sorry we had to leave
you in the dark for so long.
Dr. Doyle.
We'll have you on your way
in just a moment.
Search the house
and get him found.
Pass this on please.
There's no doubt that
Dr. Doyle will be missed.
I'm going to take no chances.
I'm going to bring
the plan forward.
Let's get the
men on their way.
We can deal with Doyle.
Right. boys. up to
London with you.
James?
Good.
yu and your brother
do Lord Ruxtors house.
Francis and Danny
to Enmore Park.
I'll take care of the
final target myself.
Where did you put the bags?
In the carriage.
Well. get them!
yu two. take that journalist
out of the confessional
and dump his body in the lake.
Father!
yu're stamping
all over the trail.
Which way?
No swords or
ceremonies for this one.
Let's round him up
and shoot him like a dog.
(Animal sound)
Easy. Lightening. easy.
(Animal sound)
(Animal sound)
Father!
I've found him.
Oh!
Uh!
(Animal sound)
(Animal sound)
(Animal sound)
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa. boy!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Ah!
Whoa!
Ah! Ah!
Oh. oh!
Oh. oh!
Uh!
No!
(Animal sound)
Oh. good Lord.
Ahhh!
No!
No!
(Animal sound)
Doctor.
yu're well.
Oh. I shall live.
and I'm happy to
say so shall you.
Will you talk to them
for me. Dr. Doyle?
I'm having a bit
of trouble here.
Whose are the elephants?
Oh. they're part of
this dog and pony show
we hitched up with.
Look. we don't know anything
about any dead bodies.
Will you tell his jewels here?
I think I can put
most of it together.
No.
Before we proceed.
I think we may require
the presence
of your scene painter.
What is his name?
Walter.
Let him be sent for. please.
Sir.
Heywood Donovan is sponsoring
a cell of Fenian skirmishers
in a campaign
to commit outrages
on the British mainland.
He told me he'd
been duped by an agent
into renting an estate
so far outside London.
The truth is he wanted to
be close to Portsmouth.
It's where they Irish
pocket boats come and go.
He's no Irishman.
He's a Canadian.
What's his argument?
A sentimental indignation
of the most destructive kind.
They've been
practicing with dynamite.
Miss Donovars horse had been
panicked by an explosion
on the day of my first visit.
I think a man named
Michael is their bomb maker.
I treated his injured leg.
We found him
alone at the estate.
He won't say
where the others are.
They're on their
way to London.
They brought
their plans forward.
To strike where?
I heard mention
of Lord Ruxtors house
at St. James's
and Enmore Park.
There's at least one
other target but I...
Did these bombs have
clocks or normal fuses?
I couldn't see.
Is that significant?
There was an attempted outrage
at Victoria Station
three months ago.
The device had a clockwork
fuse that failed to go off.
The work of the
same cell perhaps.
I know they've been making
their plans for some time.
I saw them about
to put a body in the lake
prepared in
exactly the same way
as the murdered stone mason.
I believe it's
Donovars dumping ground
for anyone who
outlives his usefulness
or shows too much interest.
Slain with a Celtic sword
and disposed of
by the former sailor
with a mermaid tattoo.
Mr. Walker?
- Sir?
Speculate with me. please.
As long as I don't
have to admit to anything.
Donovars man was treated
for a shotgun accident.
It happened while
he was chasing robbers
from the boathouse.
The thieves got away
with garden statues
that they mistook
for antiquities.
I saw those smashed
up at the inn yard.
But they mistook
something else. did they not?
One murdered stone mason
in a canvas shroud
made ready for
disposal in the lake.
Rigid with rigor mortis
and to a laymars eyes
not unlike an Egyptian mummy
which was the kind of thing
they were expecting
to see anyway.
So they take everything
back to their gaffer.
and their gaffer
is not impressed.
This is merely speculation.
The petty crimes
of a wintering show troupe
are of no
interest to me today.
I told them
to smash up the rubbish
and see if we could make
an exhibit out of the mummy.
Put it on show as
the Pharaoh's daughter.
yu know. a bit of
glamour pulls them in.
Which meant giving
it to your scene painter
to dress up a bit.
The glue size I
smelled on the canvas.
that was theatrical
pigment. no?
That wasrt all
you could smell.
After a few days it
started to stink and leak.
We couldn't show it like that.
I told Walter
to get rid of it.
So you sold it
to Mr. Reuben Proctor
at the Southsea Museum of
Natural History and Antiquity.
And then drank
the seven guineas.
Don't waste your time
with him. Dr. Bell.
He's not even with us.
I have painted cloths
for Charles Keane.
I have made
scenes for Kimball.
I have worked with
Hall of the Globe
and in Boxton
at the Hay market.
Sir John Milley told me
that my
"Midsummer Night's Dream"
was fit to hang
in the Royal Academy.
yu are a master
of your craft. sir.
and you deceived us well.
We salute you for it.
Well. put yourself
in their place.
Winter is a difficult time.
Money goes out.
but none comes in.
And then you hear local gossip
about a free
spending millionaire
who has more treasures
than he can keep track of.
Are you defending dishonesty?
No.
I am trying to understand it.
Well. I'm as sympathetic
as the next man.
Here comes the next man.
What?
Inspector. have
you done with us?
We need to get back to town.
I am not done with
you yet. gentleman.
I'm afraid we're too late
to prevent the skirmishers
from reaching London.
Well. that is in the hands
of the
Metropolitan Police. surely.
It is.
But who is going to
identify these men.
There's only you and Dr. Doyle
that'll know them on sight.
What's use is that?
Here it's of no use at all.
but I'm going to stop
the next express train
and put you on it.
We are less than
a mile from the main line.
Can you do that?
This is a national
emergency. Doctor.
I will do whatever's
called for.
Shall we move on?
In a moment.
Enmore Park
covers quite an area.
I'm sorry.
I can't be more precise.
That's one of my men.
I've got a whole
division out there.
All right.
Suppose...
yu recognize someone?
Uh-huh. but I can't be sure.
He's trying to
swallow something.
He tried to swallow this.
It's Lord Ruxtors
house and this address.
Town and Country Club.
Close off the streets.
Yes sir.
All right then. come on.
Move back. move back.
Come on now.
(Knocking)
(Knocking)
May I help you. sir?
I'm Superintendent Mulford.
Scotland Yard.
Who's in charge
here. is it you?
My apologies for disturbing
your rest. gentlemen.
but there is danger here.
yu must leave
the building at once.
Please go to the
front door. gentlemen.
Towards the front door.
please. gentlemen. please.
Not another step. gentlemen.
Doyle is a former
medical student
who has not lost his
taste for student pranks.
and I have had enough of them.
Professor.
He specializes in
the attempted humiliation
of his betters.
And on more
than one occasion...
Police.
Superintendent Mulford. sir.
of Scotland Yard.
Let me assure you
the danger is genuine.
and you will all assist
me by leaving the premises
immediately.
Immediately. gentlemen.
Aye.
Excuse me.
Sir?
Wait. Stop!
Stop that man.
No!
No! No!
Doyle. what the
devil are you doing...
Stay in here.
The bomb's in
the pillar box.
If you value
your life. old man.
then leave this place now.
I do.
And that warning
may just have saved
your soul from hell.
Safe.
So. they reverted
to ordinary fuses
when their clockwork
timers failed.
Clockwork fuses
don't make smoke.
No.
But caused everyone to be
sent out into the street.
Imagine the mayhem
that would have followed.
And the night's not over yet.
There's one more target still.
Let Mulford do his job.
We have done all we can.
Doyle. what was the name
on the stone masors watch?
Hudson.
And what is the name on
that stone masors wagon?
Hudson.
Driver. stop.
Whoa!
Tell the superintendent
we've found the third target.
Very good. sir.
We shall now sing the hymn,
'Our God, our... '
I'll have to
interrupt the service.
And do what?
Send everybody outside?
What if the bomb is out there?
Do you gentlemen
wish to join the worship?
Could you tell us
where the stone masons
have been working?
It's all right.
yu can tell us.
We're doctors.
If all the hills
in order stood,
or earth receive her frame
From everlasting Thou art God,
to endless years the same.
Please stand.
(Singing)
Oh God, our help the ages past
Our hope for years to come
Our shelter
from the stormy past
and our eternal home.
Beneath the shadow
of Thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure.
Sufficient is Thy love alone
And Thy defense is sure.
No closer. Dr. Doyle.
Fine by me.
It will be safe enough
if I just watch you
until the police arrive.
On the shortest possible fuse.
No time to reconsider.
The stone mason
marked the pillar for you.
He had his uses.
Take that one away.
and the whole roof comes down
or so he reckons.
Why a church?
Minor royalty.
big wedding Saturday.
All those leeches and
politicians in one fell swoop.
But you brought
everything forward?
Thanks to you.
But you've no enemies
down there tonight.
just ordinary people.
women and children.
Casualties of war.
yu're not at war.
yu're not even Irish.
The shades of the oppressed
call on me for justice.
yu know. I'm amazed they
can find you in your mansion.
Which of the 60 rooms do
you do your suffering in?
My daughter is dead.
And on whose conscious
is that. if not yours?
(Whistle blowing)
Pardon me. sir.
for being so un-sporting.
but I think you set
the precedent tonight.
Safe.
Mr. Donovan. no!
Not too close. dear.
yu'll hurt your eyes.
Mother. I'm trying
to read what it says.
Reuben Charles Proctor.
Curator of this museum.
1882 to 1884.
Thank you. Doctor.
Pleasure.
Innes. why are
you cowering here
like a wee. sleek.
timorous beastie.
Mrs. Williams said
if I stayed here.
and held my wish.
I'd get all the
leftover sandwiches.
Oh. well. let's hope
the present company
are not hungry then.
But I'm glad to find you.
We have to say good-bye.
On my way back
to Edinburgh today.
Do you not wish you
were coming with me?
I'm all right.
yu like living in England?
Arthur says he
values my company.
And that's why you're here.
Father's in the madhouse.
I'm not supposed to say.
Arthur won't
hear it spoken of.
I see.
Innes. will you do
something for me?
Should your brother meet
with distress or difficulty.
will you write to me?
He need not know.
It'll be our wee secret.
All right.
Away and get
yourself a sandwich
and never mind Mrs. Williams
Who is the artist?
Walter Ward. madam.
a neglected master
although
his Midsummer Night's Dream
was deemed won'thy
of the Royal Academy.
Hmm.
Worth staying on for?
Certainly.
Oh. I understand that part of
the Heywood Donovan collection
is to be confiscated
and donated to the museum
in your late friend's name.
Reubers sister is a
handsome woman. is she not?
Oh. Doyle.
- What?
I despair of you.
I mean as a work
of art in herself.
Oh. save your artfulness
for your stories. I must go.
I have a train to catch.
Don't bother to
come and see me off.
Take care of yourself.
until you find
someone else who will.
Until the next time?
Whenever that may be.
Sooner than you think.
stranger than fiction.
It is often more disturbing.
Before I wrote my stories
of the great detective,
I had access to
a terrifying world
of mystery and murder.
My companion and
teacher on this journey
was Dr. Joseph Bell.
Here in this extraordinary man
was my inspiration,
but it is only now that
I have chosen to reveal
the dark beginnings
of Sherlock Holmes.
Behold it.
ladies and gentlemen.
Mount Roraima.
the great unknown plateau
of the South Americas.
untried. unconquered.
land of secrets and wonders.
This undiscovered terrain
will be the subject
of my next expedition.
Beyond this ascent
lies a land unseen
since the world began.
Imagine that.
Who knows what rare sights.
what strange species
we may find there.
I trust in God that it
will be a great adventure.
Are there any questions?
When does the
expedition start?
December with the aid of the
Royal Geographical Society.
Ha. ha. ha. ha.
I was half
expecting you to leap up
and beg to go
adventuring with them.
Don't think
I wouldn't be tempted.
but. no. Reuben.
no more adventures for me.
So what did you
join the Society for.
the literature or the science?
The customers
if I can raise any.
There's me?
All rude health
and no money to your name.
what use are you
to a medical man?
I understand your
ambition. Arthur.
We're alike in so many ways.
That's because
I run a practice
with precious few patients
while you run a museum
which nobody visits.
Spare me ten minutes.
Why?
yu'll see why.
(Banging)
Arthur. it's ready.
Here she is.
She?
My princess. in a
manner of speaking.
yu're beginning to
concern me. Reuben.
I assure you she's mine.
I paid seven guineas for her.
And by the inscription.
she is most definitely.
a princess.
Seven guineas?
Due to her condition
and the wretch
who sold her to me
had nothing for ancient
history or for anything else.
I didn't so much buy her as
pay gin money to rescue her.
How old is she?
My guess would have
to be around 3.000 years.
Some of the hieroglyphs
resisted translation.
I've bad new for you. Reuben.
yu'll be lucky if she
lasts for three months.
Water's breached the casing.
That's the smell of decay.
And therein lies
our opportunity.
I don't plan to be a curator
of sea shells and flint axes
for the rest of my days.
If her days are numbered.
then preservation is no issue.
If preservation is no issue.
then we can unwrap her.
What. now?
No. not now.
At a public event
before an invited audience.
I see mainly academics.
some press. some dignitaries.
A tasteful display.
but still a sensational one.
Oh.
Not just an unwrapping
but an anatomy lesson.
a full postmortem
examination covering the life
and tragic death
of a princess of Egypt.
How do you know it was tragic?
Well. show me a young
death that isn't.
Try to imagine it. Arthur.
Recognition for both of us.
yu'll have access to society.
With patronage
and subscriptions.
I can lay the foundation
to a major collection.
Dr. Doyle strode
up to the podium
and after gripping it
and sweating for 20 minutes
commenced to stammer
in a most
enlightening fashion.
No. no.
Don't mock me. Arthur.
I have a most
serious purpose in this.
My mother. my sister.
I do it for them.
Our father was
disgraced in his lifetime.
He claimed honors from
Oxford that he did not earn.
It is a cloud I will dispel.
I'm no public speaker. Reuben.
yu've seen the evidence.
That's not what
I'm asking of you.
It's your connections
I have need of.
Good morning. madam.
yur baby has
gangrene of the heart.
That will be
sixpence. thank you.
(Bells chiming)
Arthur. 9:00.
Thank you. Innes.
How ever did
I manage without you?
Today's bills for you. sir?
Never mind the bills.
How is this?
Quite the dandy.
aren't we. Dr. Doyle?
Well. I have
to make an effort.
Oh. I'm as nervous
as a schoolboy.
Where's Innes?
Exploring again I expect.
yur brother
will know Southsea
like a native
before he gets home.
Oh. didn't I tell you.
He's not going home just yet.
He's staying a while.
Oh.
Well. mother needs her space
and I've got plenty.
yu've got to admit
he's good company.
Well. you certainly
know he's about.
If there's an emergency. send
him to find me at the station.
If I'm not there.
I'll have taken the
visitors on to the museum.
Shouldrt you hurry?
I don't need to rush.
There's plenty of time.
Which one is 9:00?
Is it the one that
pings or that bongs
or that plays the tune?
God.
I'm going to kill you.
Where's Mr. Proctor?
He's upstairs with his mummy.
(Laughing)
Is there any sign of two
gentlemen from the station?
If they're not our wagon.
I havert seen them.
Is there any
organization here?
Look at this.
Still building the place.
Sir.
Professor Rutherford. welcome.
Who are you?
Doyle. sir.
Arthur Conan Doyle.
yu taught me anatomy.
Did I?
Don't worry about
paying for the cab. William.
I just managed
to beat you to it.
and I rescued your luggage
before the cabby
drove off with it.
Doyle?
- Doctor.
It's grand to see you. lad.
yu're well I hope.
Understand this. Doyle.
yu say I taught you?
For the best part
of five years. sir.
I won't pretend
to remember you.
As far as I'm concerned.
this is
a professional engagement
in the light of which
I expect full
professional respect.
The sum of
50 guineas was agreed.
I believe in the letter
I offered 50 pounds. sir.
No. I recall.
It's 50 guineas
as you say. sir.
And when do I get to see it?
When your bill is tendered
in respect of your
professional services. sir.
Dr. Rutherford?
Can'ter. sir.
Hampshire Post.
and Southsea Observer.
I understand you'll
be giving us a turn
in the mummy show tonight.
A turn. sir?
In the what. sir.
the mummy show?
To begin with. young sir.
there is no Dr. Rutherford.
There is Professor
William Rutherford
of Edinburgh University
here for an
academic engagement.
not a sideshow for the
amusement of morons.
Either report
the facts correctly
or do not report them at all.
If you misquote
me. I will sue.
If you misspell my
name. I will sue.
In fact. if you
harass. misrepresent
or annoy me at any way at all.
I'll have your
likes for lunch.
Ha. what have we here?
Wrong.
Wrong.
I have summoned a demon.
- Wrong.
I had ten hours of him
in a locked compartment
on the night train.
He doesn't sleep.
Ha!
The public awaits.
(Bells chiming)
Good evening. ma'am.
I'm Reuben Proctor.
the museum's curator.
Good evening.
welcome to the museum.
Delighted. sir.
It's an honor.
Good evening. ma'am.
I'm Reuben Proctor.
the museum's curator.
Good evening.
How do you do?
Straight up the stairs.
Do take a seat in the hall.
Good evening.
Good evening.
Welcome to the museum.
yur Ladyship. straight
up the stairs. please.
and into the hall.
Filling up nicely.
This has to be the most
terrifying night of my life.
yu'll look back at it as the
foundation of your success.
yur Grace.
And furthermore...
(Knock at door)
Yes?
Two minutes. gentlemen.
What do you think
this is. Doyle.
a theater of varieties?
My colleague has been
clarifying his opinions
for my benefit.
Yes. tell him what we agreed.
Professor Rutherford
will dissect the remains
without my assistance.
Uh-huh.
I will then speculate on
a diagnosis without his.
Oh. yes. and. Doyle.
be sure all those
inbred provincials
understand that this evening
has a serious purpose.
We are not here to entertain.
If I see any people
enjoying themselves
I shall. of course.
expect them
to be thrown out.
Programs. oranges.
pickled whelks...
Ladies and gentlemen.
ladies and gentlemen.
welcome. one and all.
Before I introduce our
distinguished professors.
I have here a telegram
from the great Egyptologist.
Sir Flinders Petrie
who thanks us
for his invitation
but regrets he
cannot join us tonight
engaged as he is
in the major
excavation at Tarnis.
It's signed by his secretary.
Let me now tell you what
I can about our subject
which is precious
little I'm afraid
as the only evidence
is in these hieroglyphs
and many of them are
variations on those forms
that present
scholarship can recognize.
It's my belief
that our subject is...
...was a highborn female
who died in her 23rd year.
The circumstances of her
life are unknown to us
as is the cause of her death.
We hope to shed
a little light on both
in the course of the evening.
It's my privilege to present
Professor William Rutherford.
Bravo!
The preservation
of corpses in ancient Egypt
involved the removal
of brain. lungs. and viscera
followed by a
desiccation of the flesh.
In this condition.
the dead were
sent forth to derive
whatever pleasure they
could from the afterlife.
This body has been
wrapped in linen.
The linen has then been soaked
to form a hard shell.
This state would have
been further protected
by a mummy case or sarcophagus
in the absence of which
the condition of
this specimen is poor.
very poor indeed.
It has. however. retained its
integrity for the millennia.
Now. despite the smell
of certain decay.
I have to say that for a
3.000-year-old cadaver.
the state of
preservation is remarkable.
quite remarkable.
especially with regard
to the watch chain
and the waistcoat!
Mr. Proctor!
I shall not withdraw
to my unremarkable
and noticeably
inexpensive hotel.
I shall take the first
train to London
where for the rest of the week
I may be contacted at my club.
They'll send you the bill.
yur opinion. Dr. Doyle?
I'll defer to yours. sir.
Three thousand years buried
but only three
or four weeks dead.
An impossibility.
Yes.
More of a police
matter I think.
Bah.
No one is to leave here
without giving a statement.
Yes. sir.
Please. please accept
my personal apologies.
I'll be in touch with every
one of you to explain.
I can't think how this
could have happened.
Please cooperate
with the officers.
Control yourself.
It's a disaster.
Nothing here was your fault.
Stop feeling responsible.
Well. if not me then who?
yu brought a murder to light.
When all this blows over.
it'll be seen
as a public service.
Believe what you like.
I'm finished in Southsea.
For God's sake.
There's more to the
world than Southsea.
Aha.
Mr. Proctor.
speaking as someone
that has often been gipped
by the sellers of antiquities.
may I say that I sympathize.
yu are. sir?
Heywood Donovan.
I got in on the
invitation of the Bishop.
I have to tell you. sir.
that I found this a far
more entertaining evening
than I anticipated.
For a fair few moments
I feared we'd be obliged
to learn something.
I doubt whether you'll
get many subscribers
out of the occasion.
and yet I hear that you've
run up a fair few expenses.
All debts will be
properly settled. sir.
Not by wishful
thinking they won't.
May I express my sympathies
in a more practical way?
Come out to my house
in the morning.
and I will give you
a note from my bank.
Unless...
Canadian patronage
isn't good enough
for an English museum.
I don't mean to be rude.
It's been a difficult day.
I thank you. sir.
I'll wager you don't see
many like this in Edinburgh.
Oh. are you still without
a divisional surgeon?
I believe you're a mind reader
as well as an exceptional
physician. Dr. Bell.
Right. I want the body
drawn up in this sheet
and removed to the mortuary.
No part of it is to
be interfered with.
no sightseers. no
seekers after souvenirs.
Put a man on guard on the
door all night if you have to.
Should we remove
the wrappings?
Do not touch them.
I will remove them
at postmortem.
That's a relief.
Men.
So. I take it you've
offered your services.
Only to finish the
task I came down to do.
How's your friend?
I'm worried about him.
All he wanted
was to make a name.
Well. I'd say he's
succeeded. poor laddie.
How much of this
fiasco involves you?
My only contribution
was the invitation letters
to you and the professor.
Well. that's
probably just as well.
How goes your practice?
It's growing.
Oh.
Progress is good.
It's not spectacular.
It's solid.
Uh-huh.
No. it is.
Forgive an old friend's
concern for your welfare.
but I observed that
you've been obliged
to borrow that suit.
It's father's.
Of course.
I'm very sorry.
I should have realized.
I won't say it's not
a precarious living.
but it does improve.
yu must believe
me when I tell you
I command the respect
of this towrs quality.
Sadie!
Ah. Nobody come in.
The good doctor here says
I've got to drop my kicksters.
yu'll not sell
many tickets for that.
(Laughter)
All right.
This won't take long.
Swallowed a sovereign once.
Now. it's yours
if you find it.
Aye. aye. Admiral.
Ship's on the horizon.
Do you know what
hemorrhoids are?
No.
Well. you've got them.
Oh.
Thank you. doctor.
Without an educated
man to guide me.
I'd have carried on
thinking it was the piles.
Agh. so you're ready?
We're back on the road.
And I'm itching
for it. I can tell you.
Always the same
with winter quarters.
Everybody loves show people.
Nobody wants
them for a neighbor.
Do you own every one of these?
If I don't own 'em
I made a gift of 'em.
Started in the business
as a lowe comedian.
When I got married.
my dad set me up
with my own go show.
Saved my money and
put it into the portables.
Now. I do the same for my own.
How's it going. Uncle Walter?
Hmm.
The Giant Rat's
fallen out of public favor.
Got a cold in
the winter and died.
Wasrt really a rat.
Was a little dog what's
hair had fallen out.
Quite a little trooper.
We've pickled him
for the freak show.
It's what he
would have wanted.
Here. Doctor. meet our
so-called Bearded Lady.
Can't recommend us a
good hair restorer. can you?
I think that's a case
for nature to handle.
It's also a matter of two
shillings for the ointment?
yu're right.
Forgive me. doctor.
Oh. I see your
own a boxing booth.
Heddie.
Sorry about this. Dr. Doyle.
End of the winter always
leaves me anti denary.
Yes. Dad.
Take your sister and
give them a song and dance
outside the Trafalgar Hotel.
Soon as you've made two-bob
bring it straight
back to the doctor here.
(Singing)
I'm a...
No. wait. wait.
Don't make them
beg for my fee.
We never beg. Doctor.
No. what I mean is...
if you don't have
the cash to hand.
let me take it in kind.
How?
Get the gloves out
and bring on your champion.
I confess to a lifelong
weakness for the noble art.
yu sure about
this. Dr. Doyle?
Believe me. sir.
you indulge me.
I've had as much
pleasure from this
as from any form of sport.
And it's been a long time
since I had
the honor of facing...
...a professional.
Okay. Jasper. give the
doctor his money's won'th.
Fight!
Forgive me. sir.
I appear to have
the advantage.
I will go easy on you.
Jasper!
yu're a gaming doctor.
I'll give you that.
Too game for my
own good sometimes.
And no hard feelings.
Oh. good Lord. no.
Got exactly what I asked for.
a lesson from a master.
Arthur?
Who's this. then?
It's my brother. Innes.
down from Edinburgh
to keep me company.
This came.
Why don't you join
in the show. young Innes?
We're in need
a new strong man.
No.
How about knife
thrower's assistant?
Gypsy Bob gets
through a lot of those.
No.
Indian club catcher
for one-armed juggler.
No.
What do you want
to be then. Innes.
a fine doctor
like your brother?
Oh.
Reuben!
Reuben!
Cut him down.
He's beyond your help. Doctor.
Cut him down!
It's a suicide note.
He knew I'd get it
too late to be of help.
Did not wish to be
discovered by strangers.
I'll inform the coroner.
Good morning sir.
Dr. Doyle.
I'm here to sign
off the death certificate
for Reuben Proctor.
Certainly. Doctor.
Let me see.
I don't care where it
lives or what it lives on.
Just keep it out of
my way, madam, please.
Stupid man. primitive mockey.
Who is he going
to get to do all this.
neither the rats?
Not you I can promise.
Doyle.
Is something wrong?
I've been attending a patient.
Oh. I'm sorry.
It is always
distressing to lose one.
Oh. I see you've
been in a dispute.
Oh. yes.
It's a sporting trophy.
Indeed.
Well. I'm glad you're here
because I would
value your opinion.
Come and look at this.
Not as exotic as
an Egyptian princess perhaps
but a rather more
challenging mystery.
Who is he?
Is there no identification?
It has been removed.
and the clothing labels have
been cut off and in a hurry.
So the watch chain is broken.
And the watch
itself is missing.
That's depriving us
of any marks or inscriptions
that might have been of help.
Any further views?
He was about 45 years of age?
Agreed.
And a right handed
stone mason.
Look at his left hand.
yu see how
the thumb is calloused
and then on
the ball of the palm
there is a patch
of thick skin.
That is the hand
that braced the chisel.
And if our
conclusions are correct.
there should be
traces of stone dust
under the fingernails.
Yes. here it is.
Now. how long dead
would you estimate?
Oh. antiposia
has begun to form.
Conversions not advanced.
Saponification doesn't begin
until at least
three weeks after death
so weeks at least.
months at most.
Well done.
Oops. forgive me.
The teaching habit dies hard.
That is the fatal wound?
Yes.
A single thrust
from a straight blade
about two inches broad.
And then there are these.
Five of them in all.
In the case with the body?
Yes. any theories?
Were they down by the feet?
Aye.
They're weights.
Yes.
And so...
if we note the nautical
stitching on the wrappings.
we must conclude...
That the body was originally
sewn into the canvas
for a sea burial.
My conclusions exactly.
Thank you. Dr. Doyle.
Do we know where our
young friend. Mr. Proctor.
obtained this
manufactured antiquity?
I'm afraid not.
Then our next priority
must be to ask him.
That won't be possible.
What about his things. Doctor?
Sorry?
Would you like to take charge
of his personal effects?
I wouldn't leave them here.
When there's no immediate
family around to make a fuss.
you'd be surprised
how things can travel.
yu know what I mean.
Right.
How long can you stay?
Oh. no longer than you
originally arranged.
We have a new childrers
hospital in Edinburgh
awaiting my attention.
and I mustrt keep
the wee bens waiting.
So our mystery
must remain unsolved.
Not necessarily.
Inspector Warner
is working on it.
Why don't we
speculate a little
over dinner at
my house tonight?
Well. I should be delighted.
but as a matter of fact...
I have a patient
who's a grocer.
He pays me in goods
so each time he has a seizure.
we dine rather well.
And on a practical
note. with Reuben gone.
I cannot see how your
expenses can be guaranteed.
I realize that.
and as I was about to say.
I canceled the hotel
reservation this morning
and I had all my bags
sent round to your house.
All I know is
that Reuben believed
he had a genuine antiquity.
but he wouldn't tell me
exactly how he came by it.
Did you notice
anything unusual
about the smell
on that mummy canvas
apart from the odor
of damp. of course.
And the decay. yes. Why?
There was something else?
Glue size and pigment.
Closer examination revealed
that the aging and
deterioration were as fake
as the hieroglyphs
on the casing.
I'll open the door.
Mrs. Williams.
And then was the
contents of his stomach.
I doubt the average
Egyptian diet
consisted of steak
and kidney pudding.
Aye.
Innes.
Why are you not in your bed?
Mrs. Williams won't let me
have a candle in my room.
yu're never afraid
of the dark. surely.
What are you reading?
It's one of Arthur's stories.
He's written much. you know.
What is it?
Collin Hill.
May I look?
No.
Arthur says you're
not meant to read
anymore of his stories.
And why?
He says you're
rude about them.
Oh. now. away with you.
Go on. it's late.
This is ridiculous. man.
How can I get Mr. Donovars
consent to an interview
if you won't even
let me in so I can ask?
Dr. Doyle here
to see Mr. Donovan
on a matter
concerning the museum.
Dr. Doyle. can you
put in a word for me?
So all that you see
here I'm sending home.
I have a 60-room
mansion going up in Alberta.
And believe me. son.
that's a lot of space to fill.
And a lot of time
spent in sale rooms.
I have a seat with my name
on it in every one of them.
I asked for a big house
close to the middle of London.
and my agent fixed
me up with this.
On the map. it looked
like that far away.
Still it has
its compensations.
Better value for money.
Money's no object
these days. son.
I come from three
generations of Donovars
who starved on land
that finally became
rich in two things.
coal and dinosaur bones.
I got a lot of
poverty to make up for.
that's for sure.
We're here on a year's visit
so my daughter can do society
and I can furnish
the family home.
yu noticed my daughter?
Well. I couldn't fail to. sir.
She has that effect
just like her mother.
May I ask her name?
It's Gladys.
It means mistress of the land.
I thought it was Irish
when I gave it to her.
It turns out to be Welsh.
Well. I suppose on the map
it looks like that far away.
Let's do some business.
I was sorry to hear
about your friend.
I know he had his
embarrassment but uh.
there was no need to
take his own life over it.
If he'd given himself
time for reflection.
I'm sure he'd agree with you.
Now. do you have some news
on that so-called
Egyptian princess?
Dr. Bell has deduced
that he was
a right-handed stone mason.
who's last meal was
a steak and kidney pie.
and that the killer
had murdered him with
some kind of a
wide bladed implement
like a knife
or a sword or a scythe.
and that the killer
had gone to some trouble
to conceal
the victim's identity.
Oh.
My bank will take
care of this draft.
I notice that there's
no provision
included for yourself.
Why would I seek to profit?
Oh. don't misunderstand me.
I respect the fact.
I mean you are protecting
your friend's honor
for no personal reward.
Do you know what
a rarity that makes you?
I believe anybody
would do the same.
Hmm.
Let me see if
I can make this visit
won'th your while. hey?
Sometimes I feel as though
I can't turn around
in this country
without someone trying to rob.
cheat or take advantage of me.
yu. are a breath
of fresh air. Dr. Doyle.
Where are we going. sir?
I have a patient for you.
Michael.
Yes. sir.
Fetch a chair or something
and let the doctor
take a look at that leg.
(Groaning in pain)
Well. this
wouldn't hurt so much
if you'd had
it treated sooner.
Well. the problem lay
in trying to find a doctor
who is prepared
to travel further
than the last
rich widows salon.
That's hardly fair.
Dr. Pike's a good man.
He's far better
established than I.
So how did this happen?
There were thieves
in the boathouse.
There was a shotgun accident
when Michael chased them off.
Did they get away
with anything?
A wagon load of cheap
stone urns and statues
of no great value
which I'm sure
they were convinced
was some priceless
treasure. ha ha.
We laughed about it. Michael.
Gladys.
yu remember Dr. Doyle?
They were dynamiting tree
stumps down by the lake again.
Lightening got spooked.
Were you thrown?
I mean the
doctor's right here.
Thrown?
Me?
Don't worry. Dr. Doyle.
Maybe next time.
So have someone call at
my surgery this afternoon.
I'll have some
medicines ready.
Thank you.
I'm sorry I did not get to
see your Dr. Bell in action.
I expect he's gone home.
No. still in Southsea.
Oh. well. then
maybe we'll meet.
yu must both come for dinner.
yur mystery's got me hooked.
I have to say that I have
been sold a lot of things
that werert as old
as they pretended to be
but not one of them
was a dead body.
Oh. do you know
there's a journalist
at your gate?
Well that's as
far as he'll get.
Right.
Walk on.
I suppose you could say
he lived over the shop.
Come and look at this.
It's a note of
receipt for the mummy.
From whom?
Doesrt say.
There's no
signature. only a mark.
A mark I've seen before.
There's one exactly like it
on the wrappings of the mummy.
Hmm.
It's no wonder Mr. Proctor
had no luck
in his translating.
That's not an
Egyptian hieroglyph.
That's a Romany sign.
Gypsies.
Not just gypsies.
They're used by all
sorts of itinerants.
They leave their marks
on doors and gateposts.
It's their way of
signaling to each other
when they're on the road.
Yes. gypsies. Egypt.
I do believe it
may all just tie up.
Let me warn you about these
traveling people. Doctor.
They can be as honest
as the day is long.
but you know how short
the days are in winter.
They have nothing to fear
from me nor I from them.
Surely they'll cooperate
in a police matter.
No more than they have to.
Very well.
I shall have to try alone.
I can't recommend
that. Dr. Bell.
If you must.
take my police whistle
as a precaution.
A blast from that can
be heard a mile away.
yu're anticipating trouble.
Well. they are van dwellers.
and to them we are flatties.
And here we come inviting
them to squeal on their own.
Don't be surprised if
the invitatiors not taken
is all I'm saying.
Right.
Hey.
Invitation wasted I'm afraid.
By the way. can you
get some of your men
to check all the pawn brokers
for a recently pledged watch
possibly with a length
of chain still attached.
It's already being done.
Eastern necromancy.
When I was a boy.
my father took me to see
John Henry Anderson.
They called him the
Great Wizard of the North.
I thought that was
Sir Walter Scott.
Well. this was a
professional magician.
He put a young
woman in a cabinet
and ran a sword
straight through it.
yu do know
what Mascaline's Magic
Theater in London is called?
The Egyptian Hall.
Could we be looking
at the consequence
of a failed illusion?
That's a possible explanation
but not a complete one.
If an illusion fails.
it fails in public.
The disaster is
there for all to see.
But by what logic do you
cover such a disaster
by disguising a rotting
body as a museum piece?
Oh. I see the
lights of the house.
What's Donovars full name?
Heywood Donovan.
And he wants to meet me?
He admires your methods.
Indeed.
And you admire
something else I suppose.
Well. Dr. Doyle.
Miss Donovan.
And what are your feelings
on the Celtic revival?
Well. I see little
future or sense
in the politics of revenge.
We were talking
about its significance
in art and culture.
Oh.
We never discuss politics
at the dinner table.
Forgive me.
But when people become
so emotionally
engaged with the past
that they can't form
a proper view of the present.
that's when your
art and your politics
become difficult to separate.
This isn't right.
Mr. Donovan. I can't think
why you insist on quizzing me
as if I were a detective.
I assure you I'm not.
I'm just fascinated
by your methods. that's all.
For a doctor. a method
of observation and deduction
is necessary for
clinical diagnosis.
I'm sorry. Have I been rude?
Please. tell me if I have.
No. not at all. merely direct.
A colonial trait.
No offense taken?
No.
Oh. dear. oh. dear.
What troubles you. sir?
The place setting.
It's all wrong.
It's all changed. sir.
The family you served
had to part with the house.
yu're my guest now.
He was a chaplain to the
people that lived here.
but that was a
long. long time ago.
(Tapping on lamp)
Please feel free
to take a last look.
ladies and gentlemen.
before these treasures
leave your shores.
The colonial raider
has struck at your sale rooms
for the very last time.
Oh. just remember.
if you break it.
you bought it.
(Laughter)
This will fit in right
over the main fireplace.
I measured it
first to be sure.
yu don't like me. do you?
yu're too ready
to be disliked.
Never jump to conclusions.
Is that one of the
rules of the method?
yu must have
a very big fireplace.
Oh. it's big enough
to walk into.
And do you know what the
whole thing is made out of?
No.
Dinosaur bones.
The whole valley
is lousy with them.
Now. I send out
can't loads of relics
to museums all over the world
and they send me
back can't loads of money.
"The Fall of Lucifer".
I was schooled by Jesuits.
Hell holds no terrors for me.
I hadrt realized you
were a Catholic. Dr. Doyle.
Severely lapsed.
My family would have
me play it for advantage
whereas I feel
to play it at all
would be irrelevant.
So. you live by
your principles.
Such as they are.
I may have
misjudged you. Doctor.
yu mean I might
not be the provincial idiot
that you thought I was?
No.
Thank you. Miss Donovan.
My brother appears
to have left the party.
Well. he did seem a
little vague at the table.
He's like a child these days.
I'll have my men
check the house.
yu cannot reach conclusions
based on what
yu read in the bible.
It's there in holy writ.
It says an eye for an eye
and a tooth for a tooth.
If you're going to take
the bible literally.
it becomes as dangerous
as any other work of art.
No man is justified in harming
another on the grounds
that worse happened
between his ancestors.
Well. thank God for a man that
can give a decent argument.
All those other
ninnies can talk about
are my eyes or my skin
or my voice or my hair.
Oh. my heart's racing.
Feel.
It's all right. isn't it?
It's perfect.
I mean it's all right
because you're a doctor.
Pulse is more
commonly taken at rest.
Hmm.
Collet Bog.
Collet Bog?
The fairy sword of Cohaven.
Ah. yes. the great
warrior king of the Celts.
May I?
This was his
Excalibur. was it not?
A formidable symbol
and a formidable
weapon in its time.
More intended for
ceremony than for war.
Please be careful. Dr. Bell.
It is very old.
I hadrt realized there
was a reserve collection
as well as the main one
or that you had such
a passionate interest
in Celtic history.
It is the land of my fathers.
And yet here you
are in England.
What is so strange about that?
I've heard it said
that the average enemy
is a sucking dog
then his feelings towards
England does compare
to a true bitter
Irish American.
Well. there you are.
I am not an American.
No offense taken?
No.
My brother needs to go home.
I think our evening
is at an end.
Such a pity.
I was enjoying it so.
I'll call carriages.
Don't slow down. driver.
An extra guinea if
you don't slow down.
What's wrong. Doctor?
The sword.
It must be the sword.
Do I have to wake
the dead to get in?
Dr. Bell. sir.
Quickly. has anyone viewed
the mortuary since I left?
No. Doctor. of course not.
No cats.
No cleaning ladies.
Nobody.
Doctor. why this haste?
Sometimes. Doyle.
it is not a matter
of the detail
but the perspective from
which one views the detail
that is important.
Our host tonight
was not remotely
interested in my method.
He was merely
trying to discover
how much I might know.
Why?
And one must also ask why
given that he's
obviously so passionate
about Celtic mythology.
he should be of such pains
to disguise his enthusiasm.
What of his household staff?
Those men were not
trained servants.
No. not if the place
settings or the service
are anything to go by.
Now. there may be
a connection here
or there may be
nothing of the kind.
What we have here
may be the consequence
of a bizarre accident
or a strange
and savage ritual.
But I wonder
if what we are
looking at is actually
some kind
of ceremonial execution.
His watch.
Towel. please.
Not removed but driven
into the body cavity.
Exactly.
I had underestimated
the power of the thrust.
I think we'd better
sent for Inspector Warner.
Look here.
If you'll stop eating that
pie and listen for a minute.
I have an important
job for you.
Is it inscribed you may ask?
Yes. it is.
Hudson. our stone
mason has a name.
And once had a proud father
who made him a gift of this.
Ah!
Look. fetch the inspector.
and I will personally
stand you beer and oysters
in any public house
you care to name.
Sorry. Dr. Doyle.
I was just eating my supper.
Doctor!
Dr. Bell.
I have to move you. sir.
Quickly. the trolley.
Right. sir.
Give me a hand.
Quick. man.
yu!
Who's there?
There's something holding it.
Quickly!
Speed the can't alright.
- Is he all right.
Get him away from the smoke.
Thank heaven for that.
I'll see if I can
get some more help.
Sir. have you seen
someone running?
That way. sir.
yu're not going anywhere.
Well. Doctor.
yu?
Who are these men?
Say hello to the
Rebel Sons of Ireland.
yu're Fenians.
My God. you're
a cell of terrorists.
(Police whistle)
Into the coach.
(Police whistle)
yu stay there. Doctor.
Mr. Donovan will
be around to see you.
I'm sorry we had to leave
you in the dark for so long.
Dr. Doyle.
We'll have you on your way
in just a moment.
Search the house
and get him found.
Pass this on please.
There's no doubt that
Dr. Doyle will be missed.
I'm going to take no chances.
I'm going to bring
the plan forward.
Let's get the
men on their way.
We can deal with Doyle.
Right. boys. up to
London with you.
James?
Good.
yu and your brother
do Lord Ruxtors house.
Francis and Danny
to Enmore Park.
I'll take care of the
final target myself.
Where did you put the bags?
In the carriage.
Well. get them!
yu two. take that journalist
out of the confessional
and dump his body in the lake.
Father!
yu're stamping
all over the trail.
Which way?
No swords or
ceremonies for this one.
Let's round him up
and shoot him like a dog.
(Animal sound)
Easy. Lightening. easy.
(Animal sound)
(Animal sound)
Father!
I've found him.
Oh!
Uh!
(Animal sound)
(Animal sound)
(Animal sound)
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa. boy!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Ah!
Whoa!
Ah! Ah!
Oh. oh!
Oh. oh!
Uh!
No!
(Animal sound)
Oh. good Lord.
Ahhh!
No!
No!
(Animal sound)
Doctor.
yu're well.
Oh. I shall live.
and I'm happy to
say so shall you.
Will you talk to them
for me. Dr. Doyle?
I'm having a bit
of trouble here.
Whose are the elephants?
Oh. they're part of
this dog and pony show
we hitched up with.
Look. we don't know anything
about any dead bodies.
Will you tell his jewels here?
I think I can put
most of it together.
No.
Before we proceed.
I think we may require
the presence
of your scene painter.
What is his name?
Walter.
Let him be sent for. please.
Sir.
Heywood Donovan is sponsoring
a cell of Fenian skirmishers
in a campaign
to commit outrages
on the British mainland.
He told me he'd
been duped by an agent
into renting an estate
so far outside London.
The truth is he wanted to
be close to Portsmouth.
It's where they Irish
pocket boats come and go.
He's no Irishman.
He's a Canadian.
What's his argument?
A sentimental indignation
of the most destructive kind.
They've been
practicing with dynamite.
Miss Donovars horse had been
panicked by an explosion
on the day of my first visit.
I think a man named
Michael is their bomb maker.
I treated his injured leg.
We found him
alone at the estate.
He won't say
where the others are.
They're on their
way to London.
They brought
their plans forward.
To strike where?
I heard mention
of Lord Ruxtors house
at St. James's
and Enmore Park.
There's at least one
other target but I...
Did these bombs have
clocks or normal fuses?
I couldn't see.
Is that significant?
There was an attempted outrage
at Victoria Station
three months ago.
The device had a clockwork
fuse that failed to go off.
The work of the
same cell perhaps.
I know they've been making
their plans for some time.
I saw them about
to put a body in the lake
prepared in
exactly the same way
as the murdered stone mason.
I believe it's
Donovars dumping ground
for anyone who
outlives his usefulness
or shows too much interest.
Slain with a Celtic sword
and disposed of
by the former sailor
with a mermaid tattoo.
Mr. Walker?
- Sir?
Speculate with me. please.
As long as I don't
have to admit to anything.
Donovars man was treated
for a shotgun accident.
It happened while
he was chasing robbers
from the boathouse.
The thieves got away
with garden statues
that they mistook
for antiquities.
I saw those smashed
up at the inn yard.
But they mistook
something else. did they not?
One murdered stone mason
in a canvas shroud
made ready for
disposal in the lake.
Rigid with rigor mortis
and to a laymars eyes
not unlike an Egyptian mummy
which was the kind of thing
they were expecting
to see anyway.
So they take everything
back to their gaffer.
and their gaffer
is not impressed.
This is merely speculation.
The petty crimes
of a wintering show troupe
are of no
interest to me today.
I told them
to smash up the rubbish
and see if we could make
an exhibit out of the mummy.
Put it on show as
the Pharaoh's daughter.
yu know. a bit of
glamour pulls them in.
Which meant giving
it to your scene painter
to dress up a bit.
The glue size I
smelled on the canvas.
that was theatrical
pigment. no?
That wasrt all
you could smell.
After a few days it
started to stink and leak.
We couldn't show it like that.
I told Walter
to get rid of it.
So you sold it
to Mr. Reuben Proctor
at the Southsea Museum of
Natural History and Antiquity.
And then drank
the seven guineas.
Don't waste your time
with him. Dr. Bell.
He's not even with us.
I have painted cloths
for Charles Keane.
I have made
scenes for Kimball.
I have worked with
Hall of the Globe
and in Boxton
at the Hay market.
Sir John Milley told me
that my
"Midsummer Night's Dream"
was fit to hang
in the Royal Academy.
yu are a master
of your craft. sir.
and you deceived us well.
We salute you for it.
Well. put yourself
in their place.
Winter is a difficult time.
Money goes out.
but none comes in.
And then you hear local gossip
about a free
spending millionaire
who has more treasures
than he can keep track of.
Are you defending dishonesty?
No.
I am trying to understand it.
Well. I'm as sympathetic
as the next man.
Here comes the next man.
What?
Inspector. have
you done with us?
We need to get back to town.
I am not done with
you yet. gentleman.
I'm afraid we're too late
to prevent the skirmishers
from reaching London.
Well. that is in the hands
of the
Metropolitan Police. surely.
It is.
But who is going to
identify these men.
There's only you and Dr. Doyle
that'll know them on sight.
What's use is that?
Here it's of no use at all.
but I'm going to stop
the next express train
and put you on it.
We are less than
a mile from the main line.
Can you do that?
This is a national
emergency. Doctor.
I will do whatever's
called for.
Shall we move on?
In a moment.
Enmore Park
covers quite an area.
I'm sorry.
I can't be more precise.
That's one of my men.
I've got a whole
division out there.
All right.
Suppose...
yu recognize someone?
Uh-huh. but I can't be sure.
He's trying to
swallow something.
He tried to swallow this.
It's Lord Ruxtors
house and this address.
Town and Country Club.
Close off the streets.
Yes sir.
All right then. come on.
Move back. move back.
Come on now.
(Knocking)
(Knocking)
May I help you. sir?
I'm Superintendent Mulford.
Scotland Yard.
Who's in charge
here. is it you?
My apologies for disturbing
your rest. gentlemen.
but there is danger here.
yu must leave
the building at once.
Please go to the
front door. gentlemen.
Towards the front door.
please. gentlemen. please.
Not another step. gentlemen.
Doyle is a former
medical student
who has not lost his
taste for student pranks.
and I have had enough of them.
Professor.
He specializes in
the attempted humiliation
of his betters.
And on more
than one occasion...
Police.
Superintendent Mulford. sir.
of Scotland Yard.
Let me assure you
the danger is genuine.
and you will all assist
me by leaving the premises
immediately.
Immediately. gentlemen.
Aye.
Excuse me.
Sir?
Wait. Stop!
Stop that man.
No!
No! No!
Doyle. what the
devil are you doing...
Stay in here.
The bomb's in
the pillar box.
If you value
your life. old man.
then leave this place now.
I do.
And that warning
may just have saved
your soul from hell.
Safe.
So. they reverted
to ordinary fuses
when their clockwork
timers failed.
Clockwork fuses
don't make smoke.
No.
But caused everyone to be
sent out into the street.
Imagine the mayhem
that would have followed.
And the night's not over yet.
There's one more target still.
Let Mulford do his job.
We have done all we can.
Doyle. what was the name
on the stone masors watch?
Hudson.
And what is the name on
that stone masors wagon?
Hudson.
Driver. stop.
Whoa!
Tell the superintendent
we've found the third target.
Very good. sir.
We shall now sing the hymn,
'Our God, our... '
I'll have to
interrupt the service.
And do what?
Send everybody outside?
What if the bomb is out there?
Do you gentlemen
wish to join the worship?
Could you tell us
where the stone masons
have been working?
It's all right.
yu can tell us.
We're doctors.
If all the hills
in order stood,
or earth receive her frame
From everlasting Thou art God,
to endless years the same.
Please stand.
(Singing)
Oh God, our help the ages past
Our hope for years to come
Our shelter
from the stormy past
and our eternal home.
Beneath the shadow
of Thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure.
Sufficient is Thy love alone
And Thy defense is sure.
No closer. Dr. Doyle.
Fine by me.
It will be safe enough
if I just watch you
until the police arrive.
On the shortest possible fuse.
No time to reconsider.
The stone mason
marked the pillar for you.
He had his uses.
Take that one away.
and the whole roof comes down
or so he reckons.
Why a church?
Minor royalty.
big wedding Saturday.
All those leeches and
politicians in one fell swoop.
But you brought
everything forward?
Thanks to you.
But you've no enemies
down there tonight.
just ordinary people.
women and children.
Casualties of war.
yu're not at war.
yu're not even Irish.
The shades of the oppressed
call on me for justice.
yu know. I'm amazed they
can find you in your mansion.
Which of the 60 rooms do
you do your suffering in?
My daughter is dead.
And on whose conscious
is that. if not yours?
(Whistle blowing)
Pardon me. sir.
for being so un-sporting.
but I think you set
the precedent tonight.
Safe.
Mr. Donovan. no!
Not too close. dear.
yu'll hurt your eyes.
Mother. I'm trying
to read what it says.
Reuben Charles Proctor.
Curator of this museum.
1882 to 1884.
Thank you. Doctor.
Pleasure.
Innes. why are
you cowering here
like a wee. sleek.
timorous beastie.
Mrs. Williams said
if I stayed here.
and held my wish.
I'd get all the
leftover sandwiches.
Oh. well. let's hope
the present company
are not hungry then.
But I'm glad to find you.
We have to say good-bye.
On my way back
to Edinburgh today.
Do you not wish you
were coming with me?
I'm all right.
yu like living in England?
Arthur says he
values my company.
And that's why you're here.
Father's in the madhouse.
I'm not supposed to say.
Arthur won't
hear it spoken of.
I see.
Innes. will you do
something for me?
Should your brother meet
with distress or difficulty.
will you write to me?
He need not know.
It'll be our wee secret.
All right.
Away and get
yourself a sandwich
and never mind Mrs. Williams
Who is the artist?
Walter Ward. madam.
a neglected master
although
his Midsummer Night's Dream
was deemed won'thy
of the Royal Academy.
Hmm.
Worth staying on for?
Certainly.
Oh. I understand that part of
the Heywood Donovan collection
is to be confiscated
and donated to the museum
in your late friend's name.
Reubers sister is a
handsome woman. is she not?
Oh. Doyle.
- What?
I despair of you.
I mean as a work
of art in herself.
Oh. save your artfulness
for your stories. I must go.
I have a train to catch.
Don't bother to
come and see me off.
Take care of yourself.
until you find
someone else who will.
Until the next time?
Whenever that may be.
Sooner than you think.