Sherlock & Daughter

This crisis with my sister and Dr. Watson's kidnapping.

Who did he give us?

I can't take this case.

You will observe the thread.

But Watson and Hudson will pay like your maid.

Do you know anyone in London?

A gentleman who lives on Baker Street.

How mysterious.

Paul Anderson, newly appointed US ambassador.

This morning we woke to find my daughter, missing.

Clara is missing?

You're the girl from the ship.

Who are you?

You're my father.

I do not believe for a minute you are my offspring.

I do find myself in need of an assistant.

Clara Anderson's kidnapping is a crime

in which I may not visibly involve myself.

You could go where I cannot.

The Kidnapping of the ambassador's daughter actually

began in the kitchen with the summons from upstairs.

While the maid took the hot water jar

to the ambassador and his wife,

Charlie saw his opportunity

and added a sleeping draught to the cocoa.

Soon, the house fallen silent,

Charlie was able to abduct Clara.

I assume he carried the girl down the stairs

out the back door,

put her in the ambassador's coach

and drove out the gate

headed to the high road,

but did you turn left or right?

I'm ready to go, Mr. Holmes.

What, the devil?

I was just about to ascertain which way the kidnapper went.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I was up half the night.

Excitement, I guess.

You said you would teach me.

Ah, yes.

So I shall.

Your first lesson will begin at once.

Come.

I thought my lessons would be in detection.

Finding Clara Anderson,

learning how to investigate my mother's murder.

To assist me, you must learn to follow instructions

far more complex than properly boiling an egg.

Now, take this, and let's put your work to the test.

Follow me.

So it wasn't terrible?

It's your best attempt yet.

You may soon be capable of porridge.

Now to examine your artistry.

Detailed hand.

Good likeness.

Mr. Holmes, the American ambassador is downstairs again

with Inspector Bullivant.

Show them in.

Wait in the other room.

Mr. Holmes will see you now.

Thank you.

Gentlemen.

Any news?

Ambassador Anderson insisted on thanking you personally,

but he has entrusted his case entirely to the yard.

Along with my own pinkertons.

I assume you know that agency?

Yes, I am familiar with their work.

But my wife and I wish to say how grateful we are

for your efforts.

You're most welcome.

Did the kidnappers contact you, sir?

Have you been asked for a ransom?

It's my case now, Mr. Holmes.

No need to concern yourself further.

We'll be on our way.

Inspector, did you manage to locate Mr. Anderson's carriage?

Or its remains?

We will, I promise.

Bye.

Ambassador Anderson,

are you certain nothing else was taken from your house?

Quite sure, sir.

Why do you ask?

Mr. Holmes likes his riddles.

Come, sir, we've work to do.

Now that I have been officially let go,

I can more easily investigate Clara's kidnapping.

You wanted to be dismissed.

It was a vital precondition to involving myself in the case,

which still engages me for several reasons.

I have good cause to believe the same people

who abducted Clara have been involved in taking

other hostages.

Tell me about the Ambassador's wife.

Clara said her mother's family owned gold mines.

She wanted Clara to marry a lord or a duke,

and she was planning Clara's debut at a port.

I'm sure Her Majesty must be brimming with excitement.

And this is your first assignment.

I want you to return to the Ambassador's residence,

Incongneito

as a servant and find answers to these questions.

Oh, I have some ideas of my own.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

A thousand times no.

You will concentrate entirely on my inquiries.

Okay, but won't the Ambassador and his wife recognize me?

Well, you'll be working mainly with plaster

in the grounds of the house to take impressions

of hoof and boot prints of the crime scene,

and in the meantime, you may continue your association

with a cook in the kitchen

where you will never be noticed.

Now follow these instructions, do nothing more,

and certainly do nothing less.

All right, Mr. Holmes.

Here, here.

Oh.

My dear Watson, where are you?

What's this?

Oh, it's a little plaster.

The Ambassador asked me to pour it into the

foot and hoof prints around the grounds.

He wants them saved for the Inspector

before the crime scene gets messed up.

It's no job for a maid.

Allow me.

We Pinkertons are used to this sort of thing.

This one.

Right there.

Anything else, Miss?

Yeah, could you rinse that pail out

and put it back in the potting shed?

I really gotta get back inside.

Yeah.

'Ere I thought you worked for that Mr Holmes.

I did, but he's unmarried,

and I worry about my reputation,

so I asked to be sent here.

Well, I'm glad of the help.

The Mistress wants me to go on as I do,

but the Ambassador has all his Pinkertons

on the Hunt.

On the Hunt for what?

Can't find his wife's jewel box,

working up his courage to tell her.

See, he ain't got no brass himself,

so that makes losing hers that much worse.

And hear them gems is worth a palace.

But, I thought Ambassador Anderson's was rich.

Lost his shirt when an American railroad company

went bankrupt, so all the Mistress' money now

well er and 'er father's.

Imagine losing your daughter

in a great fortune on the same night,

and all to the coachmen.

Charlie never stole no jewels.

You mark my words it's one of them Pinkertons as nicked 'em.

Charlie's sweet.

Walked out with me on a few of our evenings off.

Lucky you.

Where did he take you?

The seven bells in Stepney.

Always bought me a port wine.

And he tell me about his gold.

Charlie has gold.

Was going to inherit it.

Any day.

And when he did, he said he'd take me to America.

But now, they'll find him and hang him.

Just you see they don't.

Must be wonderful to have such beautiful dresses.

Well, Mama and I have to look good for Papa.

Down the stairs, look, you've got a reporter coming up here.

You have to be invisible to get by me.

Let!

Go!

Take your hands off of me!

I can arrest you for trespassing.

I told your employers services are no longer required.

He doesn't know I'm here.

Please don't tell Mr. Holmes.

What is going on?

We found Holmes' maid snooping around Clara's bedroom.

Clara was my friend and I promised

that I would do everything to find her.

If we don't need Mr. Holmes,

we certainly don't need his maid.

But It isn't necessary to arrest her.

No publicity, I said.

Please, Inspector, allow me to show the girl out.

Very well.

Should have found you interfering

in my investigation again.