Sherlock & Daughter

- The murder weapon. Wise of you to keep it.

Lucia Rojas.

My mother, she was another victim of The Red Thread.

They are preparing to commit

the greatest offense ever conceived.

- Now that our lordship is gone, my lady,

perhaps we can think of a better way to get acquainted.

He tried to...

- It is telephony that I wish to study.

- Telephones serve no useful purpose in detection.

Take my rescue of the American ambassador's daughter.

- You also recovered the ambassador's stolen jewels?

Not yet, no.

I am personally taking over this investigation,

so I'm confident the jewels will be found.

I'm Michael Wiley.

- Alias adopted by the son of a very dangerous criminal,

also known as Dan Moriarty.

- I think spying is an ugly word.

- What are you interested in then?

- Your employer's relationship to Professor Moriarty.

If you could find out, I'd be very grateful.

I'll wait for you tomorrow

at Mrs. Bailey's Tea House on Park Road.

Come in, Mrs. Halligan,

and bring Detective Swann and his friend with you.

- Sorry, Mr. Holmes, but how did you know who was visiting?

- I heard three sets of feet on the stairs,

and it took no great effort to deduce

that the telephone installer Detective Swann promised

would be here by 9 A.M. has inexplicably arrived

at half past three in the afternoon.

- Good day, Mr. Holmes, and allow me to introduce you to--

- Mr. Pete Pound, at your service.

- I suppose in the future, whenever you're delayed,

you could always call ahead on my new telephone.

As you say, sir.

Now, where do you want the device installed?

- Somewhere over here by the desk.

Mr. Holmes, reconsider.

Bringing that contraption into your rooms

will be the end of your privacy.

Oh, no, no, no, Mrs. Halligan.

Imagine connecting to the whole wide world

while sitting comfortably in your parlor.

Why, you could summon the police, or a doctor,

or even speak to distant relatives and friends.

It's quite marvelous.

- Excuse me sir, I just need to make some measurements.

Sorry, sir.

When I opened the door, these hoodlums ran past me.

It's no problem, Mr. Halligan.

I was expecting these young men.

Yes, sure. What is it?

- Sorry to come unannounced, Mr. Holmes,

but we found that Michael Wiley you were looking for.

Wonderful, wonderful.

Detective Swann,

I assume you can finish this installation without me.

Yes, of course. Mr. Holmes.

And Mr. And Mrs. Halligan,

I will leave you in command and now,

Shaw, if you and your friends

could please introduce me to Mr. Wiley.

- I began to think you weren't going to come.

Am I permitted to say how much I

was looking forward to seeing you?

You can keep your flowers.

I'm only here to say that I won't tell you

anything about Mr. Holmes.

- But I thought we'd agreed that you'd--

- No, my agreement was with someone called Michael Wiley.

Your name is Dan Moriarty and your father

is a dangerous criminal who's tried to kill Mr. Holmes,

who was talking about you

as I walked out the door this morning.

- Please, please. People will hear.

- What? That's how you begin an apology for lying?

No, no, no, no.

Of course I regret very much that I lied, but--

Mrs. Halligan,

please make sure that neither Detective Swann nor Mr. Pound

enter this room for the next few minutes.

Of course, sir.

Now I demand an explanation

for your reprehensible behavior.

- I didn't-- - Not you. The Moriarty.

Now on our journey over here,

Miss Rojas claimed that you pressured her into spying on me.

Do you deny it?

And I warn you, sir, this is not mere curiosity.

Before you leave here today,

I must be satisfied with your answers.

It's a long story Mr. Holmes.

Well, feel free to summarize.

As your father has learned, to his cost,

my ability to extrapolate

from limited information may surprise you.

- It's with my father the story begins.

After my mother died,

my father was consumed with grief and work.

Left to my own devices,

I was adopted by a band of thieves who tricked me

into picking peoples' pockets for their benefit.

- Another missing chapter from Oliver Twist.

I had little skill as a thief,

and at the age of nine I was arrested.

But you were just a child.

The Crown saw it differently.

They bundled me off to Australia and I was sold

as an indentured servant to an isolated sheep farm.

- Well, how could they do such a thing?

- There was a plague of juvenile delinquents

in London and a labor shortage in Australia,

and the decision to solve one of these problems

with the other was both inhumane and extremely popular.

Politics. - They emptied the jails, yes,

but they also emptied the poor houses and the orphanages.

Little kids torn from their families,

exiled halfway around the world,

in conditions it would be improper for a young lady to hear.

- I know a lot about forced child labor.

Maybe the British got the idea from California's missions.

- Surely you were never treated so badly.

I could have been...

If my mother and I had not had our own ranch.

How long were you living in forced servitude?

Took me 14 months to escape

and change my name to Michael Wiley,

and 14 years of constant application in order to obtain a

position in a trading company with a branch here in London.

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

Not long after arriving here, however,

I discovered that 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.

- One day, once he's paid his debt to society,

I hope that Father and I will be reunited,

but should I visit him under his current circumstances,

my employer might discover who I really am and--

- Your job and your future would be forfeit.

- Imagine, abandoned by your father.

Growing up the child of a man

who didn't seem to know you existed.

Yes. How awful.

Amelia, please go upstairs and pack your belongings.

What? Why?

Well, as we discussed,

you'll be moving to the ambassador's household

as chaperone to his daughter.

But I thought--

- We will review this great good change

in your personal fortunes once you have packed.

Mr. Holmes, please.

I beg you. Hear me out.

Oh, hello.

Detective Swann of the Scotland Yard Scientific Division.

- Nice to meet you. I'm Amelia Rojas.

- Are you here to consult Mr. Holmes?

- No, I worked for him. - Well, I'm here

to supervise the installation of his new telephone.

Have you ever used one before?

- No. - No?

- Not yet. - Oh!

Well, if you'd ever like to practice,

just call this number.

I've just had it connected so I will answer.

I spend most of my days in my office. All hours.

- Can I just...? - Oh yes, of course.

Sorry to delay you.

- And since visiting him in prisoners out of the question,

I'm worried my father's release could be further delayed

should you bring more accusations against him,

which I believe you would, if you could.

- On that point, you speak truthfully.

If the law allowed,

I would keep the professor behind bars forever.

That, alas, is beyond my ability.

What I can do, however,

is demand that you stay as far away from Amelia as possible.

- You have no right to make a demand like that.

- Now listen to me very carefully, Mr. Moriarty.

I am ordering you--

Under what authority?

- You just released her from your employment.

I'll not argue the point!

A foreigner of mixed heritage without rank or position

cannot afford to associate herself

with a man who uses an alias, Mr. Wiley.

Besides, you can no longer keep your father at a distance.

He insists you visit him.

- I'm only a clerk on the exchange.

My hours are determined by Sir Nigel Parks, my employer.

- If you can find the time to take tea with my maid,

you can manage to see your father.

- Sir! I told him to stay outside.

- Perhaps I should finish another day.

I'll be available again three weeks from tomorrow.