Moriarty the Patriot (憂国のモリアーティ)

Excuse me, Sherlock!

M-Miss Hudson, you are looking exceptionally beautiful on this most glorious of days...

All right, then, good day.

Just a moment!

Here!

Woof!

Don't you bark at me, you ne'er-do-well!

I just need a little longer! Really, just a little!

I've grown weary of hearing you say that!

If you don't have the money, then get a job!

And if you can't do that, I am kicking you out of the room, understand?!

It isn't like that, Miss Hudson!

You know that my job is unique, don't you?! Waiting sort of is my job!

--Huh?! --Holmes! Holmes, right?

What are you shouting about out here in the road?

Stamford!

Miss Hudson, this is my good friend...

The name is Stamford. I'm a doctor at St Bartholomew's Hospital.

Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you.

Now that that's settled... lend me some money.

I see, so that is the situation.

I truly am at my wits' end!

Oh, Miss Hudson, being cross will give you wrinkles.

What did you say?! And just whose fault is it that I am cross?!

Now, now. What if you were to find a flatmate for Holmes, one who would split the rent?

Flatmate?

The mist is hiding the sin

I hold in my hand the LIST of judgment

I'm gonna do the perfect crime and bury them in a cist

That's my DYING WISH for you

Guys of the privileged class torment the weak

And they enjoy it

That's a bloody world, an endlessly discriminatory society (dystopia)

Happiness does not bloom here

We are oppressed

We must do something. Come on

Let the end begin

Break it to relieve your soul

Open your eyes. You'll be reborn when you lose your life

We're lords of crime. We're sacrifice for ideals

Freedom lives forever, even if we die

"A Study in 'S' Act 1"

"A Study in 'S' Act 1"

So now, I have brought some candidates to share the room with me.

So now, I have brought some candidates to share the room with me.

Would you care to choose one?

So it's an audition, is it? Of course I will.

All right, here is the first one.

Hey. What do I do for a living? Right now, I'm still a struggling actor.

You want to be my patron? I'll pay you for the rent when I make it big.

I'm afraid I can't do that.

I heard you wouldn't mind if I brought men back to my room for my work. Is this true?

Out of the question, obviously!

Did I hear something about living for free in a home with a roof over it?

You have no intention of paying at all, do you?!

Huh?

Stop monkeying with me! Those people are obviously unfit!

This is intentional! You're doing this intentionally!

If you don't arrange something, I will kick you out of here!

I've nowhere else to turn. Stamford, isn't there anything you can do?

Well, this is all so sudden.

Hold on a moment. He might be willing...

Baker Street, 221B.

This is the place.

No one home? I'm right on time.

Begging your pardon--

What is that odour?

Excuse me, is anyone at home?

Excuse me!

You there! Are you all right?!

His pulse is normal... and his body temperature is unaffected...

Nothing blocking his airway.

There doesn't seem to be any external injury... so where exactly is this blood from?

What... time is it?

Gah! It's this late already?! I fell asleep!

Huh? Uh, are you all right? All this blood...

Oh, this? It's cow blood.

Oh, fantastic! There's a reaction! Yes! It's a success!

What is?

This is a new agent that only reacts and precipitates with blood.

Even if you have a tiny stain from many months back,

this will allow you to determine whether or not it's blood.

Indeed...

Once this becomes practically applied,

there are any number of murder cases that will be overturned!

The tincture of guaiac method, which is similar to this,

is not only fallible, it's also a lot of work, and takes a fair bit of time.

But this is--

Who are you?

Pardon me. I'm John H. Watson. Are you Sherlock Holmes?

--My friend Stamford says that you have a room to let--

--Hmm... --My friend Stamford says that you have a room to let--

You're a doctor, back from the Afghan War.

How did you know that...?

By simple deduction.

You wasted no time in coming over to me where I was collapsed,

took my pulse, and tried to clear my airway.

Those are the actions of someone trained in the medical arts.

Then, there are the signs of a nasty sunburn.

You don't get a burn like that in London this time of year.

You were stationed as a medic in Afghanistan and are now retired.

The pocket watch I checked earlier is one that is issued upon discharge from the army.

Living in a hotel in London is tight on a soldier's pension...

...so the choice of sharing a room is more realistic.

You've got me. Well deduced.

I am indeed a former medic, back from the Afghan War.

That certainly was some outstanding logical reasoning.

Was it? Well, will you write in your journal today,

"My new flatmate is a bloody amazing chap"?

You do write, don't you?

You have ink smudges on your right thumbnail.

Oh, yeah...

Well, we'd best be off.

Off? To where?

Our landlady, Miss Hudson,

has invited us to dinner, where you two can become acquainted.

I'm glad to hear it. Also, you can call me John.

All right, John. I do not have any issue with you,

but you will have to be screened by our landlady, Miss Hudson.

Very well then, to welcome my new flatmate...

I have not yet given my okay .

N-Now, we can discuss that over our drinks.

--Cheers! --Cheers...

Qu-Quite the drinker, aren't you, Miss Hudson?

Yes, well, you see, Miss Hudson is terribly careworn for some reason.

And just who do you think is the source of the majority of those cares?!

I-I think I have some idea why that may be.

However, Sherlock possesses some extraordinary talents.

To be honest, I was left speechless by his powers of observation

and his perspicacity, myself.

Yes, he truly does squander his abilities.

I only wish he would use that cunning mind of his for the betterment of the world--

Where are you going?!

Just off to the loo.

Huh? Trying to run away?

I'm not running.

If you're anxious, we could indulge in a communal convenience break.

Sherlock!

Honestly, the man has nary a shred of decency.

Miss Hudson, what sort of man is Sherlock?

I could not tell you! Honest to God, I do not understand him.

His mind is always off thinking about something else,

and he often fails to come home for two or three days at a time.

Other times, he locks himself in his room and ignores me. And for all that...

...once in a while, he can be very kind, and does as I ask him to.

I-In any case, he is a child!

Which is why I insist that he have someone who's well-grounded as a housemate!

You worry about him, don't you, Miss Hudson?

Almost as though you were family.

When Miss Hudson gets worked up like this, she's liable to...

That actually happened to you?

--My, you really did have a time of it on the battlefield.

--Huh? --My, you really did have a time of it on the battlefield.

Oh, no. Compared to the soldiers who took up their rifles...

Oh, took you long enough.

Uh, yeah...

The two of you seem to be quite open with each other.

Yes. Mr Watson is a very down-to-earth gentleman.

Forgive me for interrupting such a merry occasion.

Oh, hello.

Miss Hudson, who is this?

This is Inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard.

The police?

Here it comes! My case!

Your case?

John, this is my job. When the police have a case that's beyond them,

I step in and solve it, as the world's foremost...