Sherlock & Daughter

- You'll be moving to the ambassador's household

as chaperone to his daughter.

Clara is our best connection to the thread,

but she was released in exchange for keys.

But keys to what?

And your position in the ambassador's household

increases our reach.

Took me 14 months to escape

and change my name to Michael Wiley.

Since my father had not found me, I resolved to find him.

Professor James Moriarty was not teaching mathematics

but is the master of a vast criminal empire

and sentenced to prison.

- Where he insists you visit him.

- Men believe they control the world,

but we will control them.

One step forward. (Emma screams)

- I can't get the sight of Emma out of my head.

Dad and Lady Violet seems so indifferent.

Be careful little girl.

Like the lion in the jungle,

we did not turn the world into an empire

without very sharp claws.

Help!

- What else do you think you are?

Issuing orders on my property.

I forbid you to keep important members of London society

from taking their own carriages.

I apologize, Lady Violet.

But a man has been shot,

and there was an attempted kidnapping.

How ridiculous.

Why would anyone abduct a foreign chaperone?

How much inconvenience must we endure

over some quarrel between servants?

Chief inspector.

Pardon my interruption, Lady Violet.

One moment, my lady.

Mr. Holmes.

You are, of course in charge,

and I may only offer my advice,

but under no circumstances

should you let any of these carriages go.

- Mr. Holmes consider, no one attending the ball could.

No, no, no, no, no.

Forget the guests.

A coachman, now deceased,

kidnapped the American ambassador's daughter.

A coachman now deceased was part of the murder suicide

at Lord Withersea's Richmond estate

and a coachman now deceased was just shot to death

in the middle of committing another heinous crime.

- Surely you would not suggest a conspiracy.

I suggest nothing.

I point out the obvious.

Two dead coachmen could be a coincidence.

Three is a pattern.

Do not let any of these drivers depart

without questioning them closely.

- Dammit, Holmes, who would bother

kidnapping an ordinary maid?

- She's not just an ordinary maid.

She's.

She is the chaperone to the daughter

of the American ambassador.

- Who've suffered a theft of 50,000 pounds

worth of jewelry stolen by a coachman.

You've guessed it, now deceased.

Yes.

Thank you Bertie.

Now I must soon leave if I,

I might make one more suggestion

about what to do with the killer.

I don't know how to thank you.

- Oh, Mr. Holmes must be given the credit.

He stopped the coach with his own body.

Very daring.

Are you all right?

I think so.

It's just, I've fired my weapon many times,

but I've never killed anyone before.

- I understand better than you think.

Well, I would like to thank you.

I'm not sure how that's done in London.

- I hardly dare ask, but are you free for dinner tomorrow?

- If my employers let me, then I'd love to join you.

Pardon me sir.

You must accompany these men

while we satisfy ourselves in the details of this shooting.

- Might I suggest the young man be held in New Gate Prison

until you can question him properly?

Excellent idea.

All right men, see that he gets there in good order.

- But I save Amelia and you're having me taken to prison?

- You'll be free by tomorrow afternoon.

In the meantime, you could always visit your father.

Another button from Watson's waistcoat

found on the floor of the carriage

used in your attempted abduction.

But whose carriage was it?

- No one claims it, nor recognizes the driver,

nor even noticed the other fellow who escaped.

So the police have agreed to take the vehicle

to an associate of mine

who specializes in such problems.

How are you holding up?

Me?

I'm furious.

Lady Violet just tried to have me kidnapped.

- Yes, she was certainly involved.

Her butler would never have denied you entry

without her orders

and this bench on which your was seated outside.

Though situated on gravel, it has mud and ivy,

hedera helix, if I'm not very much mistaken,

clinging to its frame, proving it was very recently moved

from the garden probably to its present position

near the front door just so you could sit on it.

- Right, I'd like to go find Lady Violet

and punch her in her stupid face.

- Right in that case, we should leave.

Scotland Yard will be here for the next few hours

and I have contrived to have Bertie,

that is Mr. Birtwistle, add our inquiries to his own

so that my hand in these affairs remains invisible.

Now he will report what he learns of the coachman

to you tomorrow at the ambassador's house.

He already has a midday appointment.

In the meantime, we now have, if anything, too many clues.

- I have one more to add to the list.

Ah, poor Emma,

who will no longer be requiring her debutante ball.

Is it possible Lady Violet arranged this young girl's death

just to open up a date for Clara Anderson's debut?

Yeah, that's what happened.

Clara's ball will take the place of Emma's.

- Let's forget about Lady Violet for the moment.

Do you recall any distinguishing feature of this driver

who tried to kidnap you?

- He had an accent that I didn't recognize.

Could you give it a try?

Help.

Help me, in the, for the love of God.

Much haste, chaste, much haste,

- much haste. - South Africa?

I said it was rather good.

Thanks.

- So not only do we have three dead coachmen,

they all hailed from three different countries.

What about this other fellow who tried to kidnap you

and jumped off the carriage and ran away?

- Mm, he took me completely by surprise.

I didn't see him or hear him.

Can we go back to Lady Violet please?

This jade handled knife left in mama's body.

It came from the set of weapons on display

in Lady Violet's parlor.

She's responsible for Emma's death.

She tried to have me kidnapped.

And there's more.

It pertains to motive in an important aspect of this case.

Of the many mechanical designs

stolen after your mother's murder,

I'm convinced one was a blueprint

for a fearsome weapon of war.

How do you know that?

You said you never met her.

Well, I did.

- But you said that her name meant nothing.

- When we first spoke, you referred to her as Lucia

and when in London,

she called herself Little Dove.

Look.

Amelia.

Look here.

See there?

That's me.

And next to me, the woman I had been asked to escort.

Lady Violet?

- The daughter of the Duke of Somerset,

for whom I'd done a small favor.

Yes, Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show,

really was the theatrical event of the century.

And after this command performance,

there was a garden party.

It's where the presentations of sharp shooting,

Roman riding, hog tying,

all of which I found completely exhausting.

And so I escaped,

and I wandered into a tent,

displaying the most amazing part of the show.

I guess for me, nothing exceeded

the genius of the scenery,

all designed by the most unlikely person on earth.

Mama.

As you say.

These are not mere theatrical backdrops.

These are feats of modern engineering.

Is there any chance I could meet their creator?

That would be me.