Sherlock Holmes The Pearl of Death

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Who's there?

Steward sir.

I say were not at

Dover yet are we?

No sir but there's a

message for you sir

in the wireless room.

I'll be right there.

Dover in fifteen minutes.

Dover in fifteen minutes.

Dover in fifteen minutes.

Bless my soul.

I must have dropped off

right in the

midst of our

most interesting

conversation.

My dear young lady what

must you think of me?

Oh please, I knew

you were tired

so I kept very quiet.

I wouldn't have awakened

you for the world.

You're very kind.

Oh you were telling

me about your roses.

Yes, yes my roses.

My beautiful roses.

I'm proud of my

roses sinfully proud.

Oh yes, yes we,

we must be

getting into Dover.

Well bless my

soul yes indeed.

Oh I beg your pardon.

I beg your pardon.

Yes, yes there are

the white cliff's.

You know I've been

dreading this moment.

Why now?

Well you see I have some

exposed film in my camera

and they might

make me open it,

the custom's I mean.

I should so hate to

lose my little pictures.

Oh dear that's too bad.

I wonder, it would

be a great favor

would you mind taking

care of it for me,

till we get through

the customs I mean?

Well I don't quite know.

If you'll just say it's

yours being a clergyman,

you're not subject to

such rigid inspection.

All right.

Just a harmless

little deception hey?

All right my

dear, all right.

Oh dear it nearly

fell overboard.

Yes.

Oh dear.

Are you a courier for

the Royal Museum?

Right.

Bringing in the

Borgia Pearl?

That's it.

I'll have it out

for you in a jiffy.

I say that's

a clever dodge.

Needs to be for

this, believe me.

There you are.

That message,

sent to me on the boat

it was a hoax to get

me out of my stateroom.

Oh there you are.

I was afraid that...

My dear lady they

didn't even question me.

Oh how can I ever thank...

Don't try

just send me one of your

photographs will you?

I'll be happy to.

Goodbye.

Why Giles!

Come on get in.

How many times must

I caution you my sweet

not to speak until

the doors are shut?

I'm sorry I didn't

expect you to meet me.

Oh I couldn't deny

myself that pleasure.

Naomi your more

beautiful than ever.

I'm glad to be back.

Yes and we're glad

to have you back.

We?

Well an old

friend of yours

turned up quite

unexpectedly.

He's been asking for you.

Who's that?

I found him prowling

around the room

making wistful little

noises like a dog.

No it can't be.

Yes my dear, The Creeper.

I'm not going to the flat.

Oh you'll be quite safe.

I have him under

lock and key.

Now to business.

What luck?

See for yourself.

I stuffed it with paper

to stop it from rattling.

It's absolutely

the biggest pearl

I've ever seen.

I don't understand.

You've been had my

dear, properly had.

My dear Conover,

forgive me if

I take the liberty

of returning

the Borgia Pearl

to its lawful owners.

Devotedly, S.H.

Sherlock Holmes

of Baker Street.

Well you might tell me

what you've been doing?

One thing at a

time old boy.

Let me get off

this makeup.

Oh I'm as stiff

as a vanished eel.

It still doesn't

answer my question.

What've you been up to?

A little bit of

hijacking old boy.

Reach into the inside

pocket of that coat

that you're about

to throw aside.

What do you find there?

Pocketbook.

Open it.

Take out what you see.

You're fingers

are now closed

on a matter of

fifty thousand pounds.

What?

Can't be real.

Real as death old fellow.

The blood of

twenty men upon it

down through

the centuries.

Where'd you get it?

From a charming young

lady, Naomi Drake.

Alias Ebet Dejue,

alias Liza Vanini.

Never heard of her.

No, nor of Giles

Conover either I fancy.

I can't say that I have.

That's the incredible

thing about it Watson.

This man invades

Europe like a plague

yet no one has

heard of him.

That's what puts him

on the pentacle in

the records of crime.

What's he do?

Everything and nothing.

In his whole

diabolical career

the police have

never been able

to pin anything on him.

And yet show me

crime without motive,

robbery without a clue,

murder without a trace

and I'll show you

Giles Conover.

But that's amazing Holmes.

Two years ago he

disappeared

from his usual haunts

and I have every reason

to believe that he...

oh here it is.

I've every

reason to believe

that he's back

in England again.

It's like a precocity of

this sinister creature

I should feel

that my own career

had reached its summit.

Where is that stuff?

Well you think Conover's

behind the theft

of this pearl?

I was never more sure

of anything in my life.

Excuse me.

Shhhh.

Listen.

The pearl, quick hide it.

Turn out that light.

Well Mr. Holmes.

My apologies Lestrade

I was expecting

Mr. Giles Conover.

Come in won't you?

Good evening

Doctor Watson.

Good evening.

I take it that

Scotland Yard

has been notified of the

theft of the Borgia Pearl?

Yes but, but...

Give it to him Watson.

What?

Well I never.

That's a fine way to

treat the Borgia Pearl.

I assure you Lestrade

I shall not feel safe

until this pearl is

in the deepest vault

of the

Royal Regent Museum.

I don't mind

telling you Digby

I shall be glad

to see the last of

your precious pearl.

Precious is a

feeble word Holmes.

Look at its

flawless skin,

it's natural symmetry,

it's a miracle of beauty.

A miracle of horror.

Steady on now isn't

that a bit strong?

Is it?

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