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>>> I guess we didn't solve the crime of the century.
The bank of England. Someone brilliantly anticipated my actions
By bringing the press with him into the vault, Whitlock
made sure the world would know about the robbery and
launched a financial panic allowing the thread to buy the
bank for pennies on the pound.
Why steal plans for a weapon in California?
Why demand keys of the American ambassador?
I have already solved quite a few of your
problems, Lady Violet.
Including those related to the less-than-accidental death
of one of your debutantes.
I've arranged a special guest for Clara's debut.
The current Prime Minister of Her Majesty's Government.
I will not allow Clara's ball or my embassy
to be used as an auction house for weapons.
One cannot decapitate the entire upper class.
Dan Moriarty did not kill the coachman to save you.
He did it to save me.
I will bring that empire to its knees.
I am the red thread.
We have the financial means.
We have the weapon.
Now all we need is the inciting incident.
I'm afraid to be disappointed.
I hardly recognize myself.
It's only a costume for a role you're about to play.
Come, let the gentlemen see.
Why, you are a princess.
If princesses wobble.
Now I get my Cinderella lost her slipper.
But this gown is far too tight.
Shouldn't you let it out?
Why, Mr. Holmes, it is the fashion.
You won't be running over any coffins in this gown.
Men's hearts will do all the racing tonight.
That's enough about racing hearts, Mr. Halligan.
You already have enough patience.
Fetch the carriage and bring it to the front door.
You can leave the envelopes to me, Mr. Holmes.
We have them in hand.
We'll get those debutants some competition tonight,
Miss Rojas, at Clara Anderson's ball.
Have some fun for once.
I thought she didn't like me.
My sister has been rescued, which has had a beneficial
effect on her disposition.
Also, you two have changed.
From a courageous but immature child
to an adult who practices the virtues of patience and reason.
Also, you have helped me to solve a mystery
that has bedeviled me for 20 years.
And what mystery is that?
What's the matter?
What? Thank goodness you're here.
She's desperately ill and won't let me see her.
What's wrong with her then?
After dinner, she complained of headaches and dizziness,
and she locked herself in the lavatory and vomited,
and now she's refusing to come out.
Little Dove?
Dr. Watson's here now.
Good evening, Little Dove.
I am sorry to find you unwell.
It's nothing.
I'm much better.
If I could--
if I could return to my own room,
I apologize for any trouble.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
You'll never-- any trouble, I'll rush down and get us a cab.
No, Holmes, Holmes, I have a carriage.
I can easily transport you.
Sherlock, it-- it would be quicker
if I left now with Dr. Watson, and if I were to worsen, he
could-- he could help me.
Are you certain?
Yes.
You've been very kind.
Never think otherwise.
I'll send a message tomorrow as soon as I'm well.
Don't worry for me.
Promise.
Of course.
No worrying.
No worrying.
For the sake of the young woman's honor, I implore you...
I can't stop seeing that, John.
Indeed, I have other plans in mind altogether.
The next morning, your mother left no message.
By the time I arrived at her room,
she was on a ship back to America.
Why? That is the unsolved
mystery of which I spoke.
I thought perhaps your mother's concern for me
caused her to leave.
Had we married, we would have been shunned
by many reputable people.
An expression I use without irony,
but I failed to recognize-- She had morning sickness.
It was not openly discussed at the time,
and I knew-- I knew-- I knew very
little about it.
Mama left to save your career.
or her child, deducing she could not rescue both,
she chose you.
Also, the weapon she designed was rejected by our government,
or else Lady Violet never showed the plans to her father.
Your mother was aware that our wedding could well draw
the lurid scrutiny of the press.
I suggested retiring to the country to raise bees.
Raise bees?
Why does everyone always repeat the idea in that tone
What happened to the need for irrefutable evidence?
Nothing.
It's just, this evening can well prove dangerous.
While the outcome remains in doubt,
I wanted you to have all the facts.
If all goes well, we can return to this conversation
once the danger has passed.
I no longer need to wear a gun with my formal attire.
I've waited this long.
I can wait another day.
One question, though.
If you're able to force Chief Inspector Whitlock
into cooperating...
Oh, Whitlock, Whitlock.
He duped me, he duped me, and I shall take great pleasure
in returning the favor.
Could we have Lady Violet arrested for Mama's murder?
I think it more likely she hired someone for the purpose,
provided the weapon rather than carrying out the deed herself.
Besides, the crime was committed in America, not here.
Still, Whitlock may yet implicate Lady Violet
in other equally horrifying offenses.
If only we knew why she needed the keys
from the American embassy.
Yes, and what they unlock.
The Moriarty boy also has plans for this evening.
He's likely to seek you out, but to find you...
I know.
My carriage awaits.
I've always wanted to say it, but that...
Whoa. Steady on those heels.
Are you sure these shoes aren't going to be
an issue this evening?
They'll be okay.
I just...
I need to fix the laces.
Yes, the laces.
Go, go, go, go.
Sorry. One second.
Oh, that's it.
I've got it.
Better.
Now, you take great care.
Do not be impetuous.
I'll be okay.
Don't worry.
She's taken my gun.
And my handkerchief.
What the devil is she up to?
Chief Inspector Whitlock here.
To whom am I speaking, please?
Your betters, that's who.
And I have a serious problem.
I have already solved quite a few of your problems,
Lady Violet, including those related
to the less than accidental death
of one of your debutantes.
Your taste for violence has become--
I'm in no mood for a lecture on morality,
especially from a man who has been so handsomely rewarded
for betraying the law.
Good evening, Chief Inspector.
I do hope I'm not interrupting your travel plans.
I noticed a ticket for a late train to Dover
and another for a trip to Calais on your whole table.
I'm embarking on a well-deserved holiday.
What the hell are you doing in my house, Swan?
Oh, I thought the recording would make the reason
for my presence here incredibly clear.
It is against the law to listen to a man's
telephone calls.
Well, everything about this conversation
was preserved legally.
I have a warrant here, signed by the Prime Minister himself,
allowing me to record all conversations on your telephone.
And yet you play this recording for me,
and not Lord Salisbury.
I wonder why.
Because in return for one-fifth of the American
ambassador's missing gems, which you recovered from
Lord Withersea's estate after his suicide,
I would give this recording to you,
Not the Prime Minister.
I might have considered that offer had I plans to return,
but my holiday could easily extend to the rest of my life.
So I could just shoot you for breaking in tonight.
You could kill Detective Swan and me.
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