Germany broadcasting,
Germany broadcasting.
People of Britain,
greetings from the Third Reich.
This is the voice you have learned to fear.
This is the Voice of Terror.
Again, we bring you disaster,
crushing humiliating disaster.
It is folly to stand against
the mighty wraith of the Fuhrer.
Do you need more testimony
of his invincible might
to bring you to your knees?
Very well.
Are you ready Operative Number 7?
This is the Voice of Terror.
The secret airplane factory
somewhere in England.
Listen, screams of the dying can still be heard.
This is the Voice of Terror.
Are you there people of Britain
shivering in your cellars?
Listen Operative 41.
The fuse is lighted.
Oil to fuel your Navy,
to feed your tanks,
there it goes up in smoke
by the millions of gallons.
This is the Voice of Terror.
Do you still believe that there are
secrets unknown to the Fuhrer?
Listen, tonight at 7:10
an important diplomat boarded a train
at a little station outside Liverpool.
Each split second is accounted for.
The rails divide,
the train hurtles through the air,
the diplomat will make no report in London.
This is the Voice of Terror.
Englishmen, do you still await your doom
in your stupid, stuffy little clubs?
It will come, I promise you.
Operative 23, the time is now.
We strike you on the high seas
as well as on the land.
This is the Voice of Terror.
Englishmen,
the Fuhrer strikes you now as he pleases.
Water pours through your greatest dams
smashing everything before it,
even as our invincible armies
roar toward their objectives.
Despite the effective work
done by the Intelligence Inner Council,
Jailing fifth columnists and saboteurs,
despite their efficiency
in coordinating military strategy
based on information of enemy movements,
they seem unable to cope with
the Voice of Terror.
Already six military catastrophes have occurred.
Unmitigated nerve of the Press.
Now they're attacking us.
Blast the fellow to kingdom come.
If only we could keep
this insidious stuff off the air.
I'm not sure that I agree with you.
What purpose would that serve?
Well, the people wouldn't have to listen to it.
I've been talking to Crosbie,
the Radio Technician,
if we want him jammed off the air
Crosbie can do it.
I've been working along other lines.
I've asked Mr. Sherlock Holmes to come here.
What, Sherlock Holmes?
This isn't a case for a private detective.
It's a matter of state.
In this emergency we should take advantage
of everyone's peculiar gifts.
Mr. Holmes is the most subtle and extraordinary
Private Investigator of our time.
Are you intimating that the
army and navy intelligence
plus Scotland Yard
are not equal to the occasion, Sir Evan?
I'm sure they're equal to any occasion.
They've done a marvelous job
of lining up fifth columnists,
saboteurs, and keeping us informed
of the enemy's movements.
But the Voice of Terror
seems to have them stumped.
Sherlock Holmes may have a new approach
that will solve the problem.
What's happened inside these walls
has always been secret.
We don't want any outsiders here.
I'm positively and irrevocably opposed
to calling in Sherlock Holmes.
Perhaps you'll change your mind.
I see nothing whatever to make me do so.
Prentiss is right.
For ordinary criminal investigation
Holmes is excellent
but not for this.
He's unorthodox and theatrical.
I can tell you all about him.
Gentlemen, perhaps I can
throw some light on the subject myself.
Holmes, how are you?
So good of you to come.
Good afternoon, Sir Evan.
Your card opened all doors.
Blauser,
you've put on a little weight
since you left school.
You don't look any younger yourself, Dimples.
How are you?
Fine.
Come in would you.
You know these gentlemen?
I think so.
How do you do?
I haven't had the pleasure.
May I introduce my friend and associate, Dr. Watson?
Hello.
How do you do?
I'm afraid I've arrived at an embarrassing moment.
Not at all.
This gentleman here,
Admiral Sir John Prentiss,
Admiral Prentiss objects most strongly
to my being called in.
How could you possibly infer that?
Look on the carpet.
Carpet?
A man who rises from his chair
and digs his heels sternly into the carpet
is violently opposed to something,
and the Admiral being quite distressed
by the criticisms of the Press
would be most apt to resent my intrusion.
Well.
You've just arrived from Seven Oaks.
Yes, of course.
How on earth did you know that?
Pardon my mentioning it
but adhering to your left boot heel
is a clay known only in Seven Oaks.
An amazing piece of deduction.
Elementary my dear Barham.
Here's a broadcast of the Voice of Terror.
Greetings from the Third Reich.
Are you listening
stout fellows across the channel?
Are you listening
you little body of incompetent men
known as the Inner Council?
Today a new thrill,
a new proof of the
invincibility of the Fuhrer.
Right now a packed express train
laden with British troops and nurses
is speeding across England.
In just one moment
it will leave the rails forever,
crashing twisted metal,
the cries of the dying...
They can't, they wouldn't dare.
It's impossible.
They couldn't have...
...men are laughing, joking.
That one in the third car reads a letter from home.
It is the last letter he will ever receive.
The train is rounding a curve.
Its whistle is screaming.
Farewell it is saying, farewell.
You have just heard an exact reproduction
of the way it sounds,
the way it must actually be.
The hearts of the German people bleed
that innocent men and women have to be killed
because your stupid...
Shore speaking.
Have you any news of the Liverpool Express?
...time and time again offered in peace.
But if you're blundering war cabinet cannot see
that England is already lost,
that it is our sacred German duty
to prove it to them over and over and over
until they are on their knees begging, pleading,
groveling for the exquisite mercy
of our Fuhrer.
Each night the Voice of Terror will announce...
Shut it off.
Stop it.
...even as you listen and you...
I'm sorry.
Do what you can, Holmes.
This frightful thing has got to be stopped.
His son was on that train.
How did they find out about the troops?
It was an absolute secret.
Gentlemen,
something must be done about this thing at once.
Yes.
First of all then,
the voice must not be blocked off the air.
But he's a menace.
All over the empire
this horrible news is broadcast,
blown up out of all proportions.
The world is beginning to believe it.
Even our allies are counting England out.
People are frightened, panicky.
The British people are not so easily pairing.
It's dangerous I tell you to let this thing go on.
Dangerous, yes, Captain Shore,
but we must continue to listen.
What for,
so that we can keep on guessing who it is?
His identity is not important.
The important thing is
the purpose behind this campaign of terror.
The purpose indeed.
Isn't it enough
that our most secret plans are known,
our ships are being destroyed,
our trains wrecked?
I'm convinced that these disasters
are only a prelude,
a smoke screen,
to cover up a more diabolic plan,
and I intend to find out what that plan is.
This Council and Scotland Yard will give you
all the aide you require.
Thank you.
Gentlemen, my connection with this case
must remain absolutely secret.
You understand that, of course?
Why certainly.
You will let the council know at all times
just what you're doing.
I shall give you such information
as I think wise to disclose
in the interests of safety,
both the public's and your own.
The Inner Council has never shared
its secrets with anyone.
I demand that you keep us informed
of your activities and progress.
Come along, Watson.
Mr. Holmes,
I want to apologize
for your rather lukewarm reception here.
Well, thank you, Sir Evan.
I'm used to the chilly atmosphere of high places.
Of course, you recognize the importance of time.
Quite.
And results.
Mr. Lloyd, I'm quite sure
that Mr. Holmes can be trusted not to fail.
He never has, you know.
Why thank you, Watson.
The word is seldom.
Good-bye, Sir Evan.
Good-bye, sir.
Good-bye, Barham.
Good-bye, Watson.
Well, should we walk from here or take a taxi?
I'm afraid we have no choice.
Huh?
You know, Watson,
I have a feeling that when we go out of that door
a girl will be waiting.
A girl?
What do you mean?
A young lady whom neither of us
has ever seen before
will come forward to greet us.
Holmes, now you're pulling my leg again.
Mr. Holmes, I'm Jill Grandis.
How do you?
This is my friend, Dr. Watson.
How do you do?
I've been assigned to drive you around.
Thank you.
Good gracious me.
Where do you wish to go?
Baker street.
I know, 221 B.
Come on, Watson.
Hurry up old fellow.
Holmes, the girl waiting,
what an extraordinary thing.
Elementary my dear Watson.
No, no, no.
It's an amazing deduction.
How on earth did you arrive at it?
Barham told me.
Huh?
Oh.
Don't you worry, Mrs. Hudson.
Just giving it a bit of a cleaning.
Now that we're on a case again.
See, the joints are a bit rusted
like mine, you know.
Is he back on a case again?
Case?
It's the greatest case of his,
of our career.
Oh, mercy it always is.
Holmes,
I say Holmes.
What?
Well, if you ask me it's disgraceful,
Beethoven's Fifth.
Not at all, it's very good.
Sir Ronald Hedley
is conducting very well tonight.
I don't mean the concert.
No?
England is in danger.
Heaven knows what frightful disaster
is happening and you sit there calm
and listen to the wireless.
Music has charms, very restful.
That's got nothing to do with the whole
Nonsense my dear Watson,
it may have a great deal to do with it.
Oh really?
I don't see what.
BBC Request Station,
this is Sherlock Holmes.
I understand you play recordings.
Would you mind playing Beethoven's Fifth
conducted by Sir Ronald Hedley?
Thank you very much.
But you just heard it.
I like it.
Oh.
We've had a request
for the Beethoven Fifth Symphony
played by the London Symphony Orchestra
under the direction of Sir Ronald Hedley.
This is a transcription.
Holmes it's (unintelligible).
I say Holmes you don't think...
Shh.
Mr. Holmes.
Yes, Gavin?
I, I,
Christopher
Dead?
Yes.
Its been driven in with a lot of force.
Watson, this is a warning.
Warning?
How do you know?
I had sent to Gavin to get certain information
that he must have found there in the dark
and sinister alleys of Limehouse.
He came with his message
which someone doesn't want me to hear,
someone determined and dangerous.
What's the good of a warning of danger
if you don't know from what or from whom?
That we have to discover.
This knife was thrown by the tip
from a distance of about 50 feet
from a man about 5' 10".
Steady Holmes.
Elementary, no fingerprints.
But the distance and the man's height?
The angle of entry and the force
with which it penetrated the victim.
But Holmes, what do you suppose he meant
when he said Christopher?
We must find out at once.
Come along Watson.
Um-hum.
Come in.
Mr. Holmes,
I saw a fellow lurking about your steps and I,
blimey, he won't lurk no more.
Phone the Yard and take care of it Dobson.
Very good, sir.
How did it happen?
Haven't time now.
Get your coat on, Watson, we're going out.
No, no, no, Holmes, you promised.
Hmm.
Look, where we going?
Limehouse.
It certainly was wise to let Ms. Grandis go.
This is no place for a girl or anyone else.
Yes but there seem to be people about.
Even Ms. Grandis.
If I'm not mistaken she's keeping an eye on us.
You're Mr. Sherlock Holmes ain't you?
Yes.
I wouldn't come down here if I was you.
This is Limehouse
and we don't fancy
your sort of bloke in these parts.
The fellow is absolutely right.
Hadn't we better be,
Quiet Watson.
This is still a free country.
A man may walk where he pleases.
And live to regret it.
Live yes.
Regret it I think not.
Step back.
Come on Watson.
A friendly one.
Unspeakably.
What was that Holmes?
It's all right, quiet.
I can't see a thing.
Luckily for us neither can they.
Apparently the enemy has found out
that we've joined forces with the government.
What makes you think that?
This knife
like the knife which killed Gavin.
It was thrown by a former student of Dr. Hamburg.
It's a German knife.
The knife throwers of Hamburg are extremely expert.
Holmes, can't we come back in the daytime?
Certainly not.
I don't think we're safe.
No one in the world is safe now, Watson,
at least of all us.
What is it?
Don't tell me that you don't recognize me.
Mr. Sherlock Holmes.
I got to especially angry lot here.
I'll take my chances.
I can't keep you out, Mr. Holmes, but...
Where is the girl Kitty,
Gavin's sweetheart,
his wife?
Can you get her?
It's urgent.
I'll try.
Holmes, I don't think I like this place much.
I'll, just sit here if you don't mind.
I think you'll recognize me, Mr. Holmes,
if you look hard enough.
Camperwell.
You got a long memory like me.
Doutan murder 1932.
Of course, I sent you up.
Holmes, don't you think we better be...
Store your gab!
For ten long years
I've been sitting down there in Dartmoor.
For the all ten years
one thing has been praying on me my mind.
Only one?
Just one.
Someday I'll be getting out of here
I kept saying to myself,
and when I do
someday I'm gonna come face to face
with Mr. Sherlock Holmes.
And now you are.
And now I am.
Just who was it told you it was me
that slit the throat of that swine Doutan?
I want an answer.
You told me.
Me?
On the windowsill you left
four infinitesimal pieces of ash
from a particularly revolting kind of tobacco
which you were known to use.
The knife blade was sharpened
by a left-handed man.
You signed your name to the crime.
So, that's what.
Exactly, very careless.
Careless.
Was criminal I calls it.
I ought to be shot.
Perhaps someday you will be.
You can put your revolver away now, Watson.
Hmm, well, Holmes, you never know.
Where is Gavin?
Sit down Kitty.
Where is he?
You've got him into trouble.
What have you done to him?
Take it easy, Kitty.
Gavin is dead.
Dead?
Oh, impossible.
Well, I was with him only two hours ago.
You're trying to frighten me.
No, I'm not, Kitty.
It's you, you killed him.
I warned him to stay away from you.
I knew you'd do him in.
I had nothing to do with it, Kitty.
Well, who did then,
who did?
He was knifed on my doorstep.
I'm sorry.
I'm deeply in his debt.
And before he died he said one word,
Christopher.
You know what it means?
I've got to know.
What's that to me?
Want to avenge Gavin's death, don't you?
I want nothing to do with it, not with you.
I never had any dealings with the police
and I won't start now.
I'm not asking this for myself.
Our country,
England is at stake.
Gavin was killed not by his own enemies,
not even mine,
but the enemies of England.
So that's it.
Yes, Kitty,
the Nazis killed him.
Help me to find out Christopher means
and I promise the man who murdered Gavin
shall pay for it.
Think Kitty,
the cutthroats of the world
menace us all.
You can help stop this savagery.
Yes, you Kitty.
It would take the police weeks, months perhaps,
to find out a certain piece of information
we must have.
That's not so with you and your friends.
You know every nook and corner of London.
Get them to help us.
We need their help.
Your friends will become an army.
You understand?
Secret, invisible, and mighty,
and you will be at their head, Kitty.
You will be their leader.
Grimes, do you know what Christopher means?
Duggan, do you know?
Duggan, listen to me.
I ain't got no time to listen to you girly.
But you got to listen.
Someone killed Gavin, I don't know who,
but you got to help me find out.
All right, don't help me then.
Cut your own throats, that's what you're doing.
Help me or help the Nazis.
Sure, the Nazis killed Gavin.
They might be your friends
protecting 'em the way you are.
Don't you know that all the crimes they commit
are being blamed on you?
Well, they are,
and I hope you hang for them.
You can have 'em.
For me I'm British and I'm proud of it.
Nobody is gonna call me a Nazi and get away with it.
Well, help me then.
Tell me what Christopher means.
Well, don't anybody know?
Its got to mean something.
Speak up if you know what it is.
Let's have it.
Don't mean a thing to me.
You gonna creep in the corner alls your life?
Are you gonna sneak away
at the very sight of a man like this
and show him what cowards you are?
What are you afraid of?
I'm not asking this for myself.
England is at stake.
Your England as much as anyone else's.
About time to think about whose side we're on.
There's only one side, England,
no matter how high or how low we are.
You, you, you, and you,
we're all on the same team.
We've all got the same call, victory.
Spread out all over London
but find out what Christopher means.
We'll find out, no fear about that.
Thank you, Kitty.
Well done, my dear.
Shaw speaking.
Yes, Ms. Grandis.
That checks with my report.
No, Ms. Grandis,
Sir Evan hasn't arrived yet.
Yes, thank you.
Ms. Grandis reports that Holmes spent some time
at the Air Ministry today.
That checks with my information.
Last night a murder
and a session at Limehouse.
I wonder what the fellow...
He's here now.
I don't think I need
to report on my activities, gentlemen.
You seem fairly well informed.
We have our methods, Holmes.
There only remains for you to share
what's been accomplished.
All in good time, Mr. Lloyd.
Good evening, gentlemen.
Good evening, Sir Evan.
What's the matter?
You look pale.
Oh, it's nothing, I...
Barham, your hand.
Let's have a look at it now.
Oh, it's really nothing, just an accident.
What sort of an accident.
Some fellow took a shot at me
just as I was leaving the house.
Took a shot at you?
It's only a scratch.
Odd thing to happen.
Have you any idea who it was?
No, I haven't.
He popped up out of the bushes
just as I was getting into my car,
fired once,
then disappeared.
What do you make of it, Watson?
Bullet wound.
Congratulations.
This is a matter for the police.
Oh, no, please.
I could never identify him.
Let's forget it.
Captain Shaw.
People of Britain, greetings.
Is it shock you need?
Very well, we Nazis can produce them
'til Britain's proud head is in the dust
where it belongs.
People of London,
look out of your windows,
you will see your promised disaster
written across the skies.
Lawford, turn out the lights please.
Look to the east end of your docks.
Are you alert, Number 20?
Look, Britain, look, and wonder, and despair.
We Nazis keep our promises.
There's a terrible fire in the east end.
American bombers, tanks, gone, destroyed utterly.
The flames are mounting
higher and higher and higher.
Now the glare must be visible
even to the short-sighted leaders
of your bewildered government.
Watch the towering fires
they consume your new planes from America,
your meager store of tanks,
your puny munitions,
and your food.
Planes that were your only defense
against our all powerful Luftwaffe.
Tanks and munitions that you prayed
would hold against the magnificent
50-ton German land monsters
which will soon be crashing through your very houses.
Turn it off.
Gentlemen,
this is really a terrible setback.
How do they find out our secrets?
It's horrible,
the way it's timed, the precision of it.
It's not so precise.
Almost precise.
What do you mean?
I should call it exact.
No, the fires actually broke out
some time before the voice
called to his operative in London.
Jove, that's true.
And last time, the train disaster,
Captain Shore was on the telephone immediately
and Scotland Yard knew all about it.
The derailment must have occurred
at least 10 minutes earlier.
That's certainly possible.
Even so, what of it?
No mystery, nothing supernatural,
just split second planning that's all,
days, perhaps weeks in advance.
Very well figured out, Holmes.
It gets us a step forward.
Now gentlemen, let's take a step even further.
I have charted here the total differences
between actual and transcribed broadcasts.
Using this test I'm convinced
that the Voice of Terror is undoubtedly
recorded and played from a record.
What does that prove?
It proves that the Voice of Terror,
the man himself, is not in Germany.
He's here in England.
Oh, that's impossible.
What are you telling us, Holmes?
He can't be.
Our technicians insist
the broadcast originated in Zeisberg.
And so they do
from recordings flown to Zeisberg.
It's impossible Holmes.
You can't expect anyone to believe that.
It can't be done.
Thanks to the Royal Air force
I have some rather curious information
that at regular intervals
six Nazi bombing planes come over
and drop their deadly cargoes
on non-military objectives,
a meadow or a sheep folk.
That's nonsense.
The Nazis aren't fools.
They don't waste ammunition.
Of course not.
Then what's the purpose?
To divert attention from the fact
that a single plane breaks formation
each time it disappears.
But why?
Gentlemen, that lone plane picks up plans,
maps, secret military information,
and the Voice of Terror's
timed and recorded speech,
and flies them to Germany.
I can hardly believe it.
Sensational if true.
It's incredible.
Fantastic.
Mr. Holmes.
Yes.
There's a person outside asking.
A lady?
Um...
Ask her to come in.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
Gentlemen, I must leave at once.
Where are you going?
That is to remain a secret
even from this council.
I object to this, Mr. Holmes.
You're here against my wishes.
Since you are here I demand to know
what's being done.
As I've already told you, Mr. Lloyd,
I shall report to this council
at the proper time.
And so, gentlemen, until we meet again,
as I hope we will,
take no unnecessary risks.
We're all in grave danger.
Come along Watson.
Coming.
Holmes,
I think we're being followed.
Yes, I know, it's Lloyd.
Lloyd, how do you know?
He's so obvious about it.
Good evening, Mr. Lloyd.
You going our way?
I intend to find out what you're doing.
Even to the point of following me?
This is our business, you know, as well as yours.
All right, come along.
This place seems deserted.
Its been deserted for years.
Not very securely locked.
Fortunate, isn't it?
Water?
It's the river.
This is part of the Old Christopher docks.
Never heard of them.
Christopher?
Mr. Holmes, isn't that the word that Gavin...
Quiet Watson.
Oh, sorry.
I've almost forgotten.
They were built before Victoria.
Oh, rats.
Good evening, gentlemen.
I knew your curiosity
would be your undoing, Mr. Holmes.
You were expecting me then?
Yes.
I had hoped that the entire council
might have come.
It would have been a pleasure
to deal with all of them,
quietly and effectively.
Eventually, they all will be taken care of
however, Mr. Lloyd is quite a catch
and will have to suffice for the moment.
What do you intend to do with us?
Were it not the time is so pressing
we might first put you on trial.
On trial for what?
Crimes against the Third Reich,
misguided efforts to wreck
our inevitable victory.
Mr. Lloyd, your super British patriotism,
your blundering, but sometimes effective
intelligence efforts are well-known.
We have quite a score against you
which will be settled.
Dr. Watson,
a fair physician no doubt
but of no consequence.
To our stupid British minds,
every life is a consequence.
A quaint notion of an even quainter nation.
We are not like that.
We know that only the powerful
are worthy of respect.
Let our records speak for us.
Your records speaks, its brilliant.
Thank you.
A brilliant record of rapacity,
cruelty, torture, deceit and murder.
Murder?
Gesundheit.
Thank you.
Cold?
It's a little chilly in here.
I'm sorry you're uncomfortable.
My discomfort is of no consequence.
Your false courage is not impressive, Mr. Holmes.
Of course, you realize
that you and your friends are going to die?
As all men must sooner or later.
Not later, now.
Good work, boys.
It's a pleasure, sir.
All right then.
Line 'em up, Duggan.
Come on, get over there.
He got away.
Most unfortunate.
I must blame myself severely.
I should think you might, Holmes.
If you hadn't been so stupid and mysterious,
allowed Scotland Yard to give you adequate protection,
the man would never have escaped.
No, he never would.
Most regrettable.
Gesundheit.
Keep quiet.
Don't be a fool.
Do you want to bring the whole force here?
So that was it, aye?
Quite a haul.
It's mine.
Go ahead, your friends, the police,
are undoubtedly still out there.
There isn't a better hideout in all London.
This will quiet your nerves.
The tea has got cold again.
You've been playing that thing all the afternoon,
fiddling while Rome burns.
Hello, what's this?
General J. Lawford, KCBDSO,
Captain Ronald Shaw MC,
who today narrowly escaped being struck
by a falling wall in a bombed area.
Lawford and Shaw, by a falling
Holmes, you don't think that...
It was not an accident.
Good heavens.
Holmes, that sinister-looking fellow,
what's his name, Meade,
if only he hadn't got away.
Yes, difficult as it was
I managed to let him escape.
You let him escape?
But great scott man,
he was about to kill us.
He may even yet.
I don't understand you, Holmes.
It's my theory that this chap Meade
is the arch-criminal
and he's behind the whole thing.
You're absolutely right, Watson,
except for one thing.
Well then I'm wrong.
Have you observed
that a highly secret military plan
is thwarted by each of these disasters?
Yes, I have now that you mention it.
Watson, there's a leak.
A leak?
You mean in the Council?
But Holmes, that's impossible.
Anything is possible until proved otherwise.
Lets see, who's in the Council.
Lawford and Shaw, they're above suspicion,
their record proves that.
Anyhow, they were attacked.
Unsuccessfully.
There's Prentiss.
Would he kill his own son?
Doesn't seem likely and yet the boy is dead.
Barham, of course, brought you into the case.
So, it's quite obvious that he wants it solved.
Most patriotic of Sir Barham.
He's a great fellow.
I had went three quarters of the school
my last term so I can vouch for him.
Besides he was attacked too, shot at.
So I gather.
How about Lloyd?
Can't be him.
Meade was gonna kill him as well as us.
By the way, he's a brave fellow, Lloyd.
Did you notice that he didn't turn a hair?
Very composed.
Come in.
Mr. Holmes.
Yes, Kitty?
I think now we'll be able to get some information
from Mr. Meade.
Your plan worked like a charm.
I knew you could do it.
Oh, it's not so hard once your mind is make up,
and mine is.
You be careful.
She better be, she's mixed up with that fellow.
I'll be careful all right.
I'm going through with this.
Good girl.
I heard him talking on the phone today.
Yes.
He said, "I'll take care of that
little Seven Oaks matter at 11:00 tonight."
Seven Oaks, isn't that where...
Barham has a country place.
Watson, there's not a moment to lose.
If I find out that Meade did kill Gavin I'll...
Yes, he'll be punished.
I warned you, no one was safe
with that fellow at large.
Now he's off to Barham.
Yes, I only hope were in time.
Come on, Kitty.
I'll get you a taxi.
Thank you, Mr. Holmes.
Do you think you ought to go out alone, sir?
Worrying about that escaped German agent, huh?
He threatens to kill the entire Council, sir.
Come Smithson, we took bigger chance than this in the trenches.
Have you forgotten?
I know, sir, but we were younger then
and there were no such thing as Nazis.
I'm ready for him.
I understand, sir.
You have driven Sir Evan down here before
of course, Ms. Grandis.
Quite often.
He comes down whenever he can.
He's a local Air raid Warden, you know.
Managed to get away
from the excitement occasionally, huh?
Yes.
It's so very quiet here.
Quiet and remote,
away from everyone.
Yes?
Oh, Ms. Jill.
It's all right, Smithson. Where is Sir Evan?
On his rounds, Miss.
Which way?
Down that lane of trees, sir.
I'll go.
You stay here. You too Watson.
Hello there, Barham.
Holmes, what on earth are you doing out here?
I've been worried about you.
Yes?
That fellow Meade appears to be in the neighborhood.
Do you mind if I go along with you?
I'd feel better about it.
Not at all, I'd appreciate the company.
You know, it gets quite lonesome,
especially on a night like this.
By the way,
do you feel you're getting any nearer
a solution of this terrible business?
Yes, yes, the end is in sight.
Really?
Well, would you mind telling me?
Listen, air raid sirens.
Yeah.
Coming our way.
Yes.
But I don't seem to hear any planes.
Wait a minute, I can.
Look, there's one, she's coming right over.
There she is.
Ours or theirs?
Theirs.
Holmes, she's coming in for a landing.
The swine,
that's the pick-up plane.
The voice must be here close by.
Then we've got him.
Barham, be careful.
I can't understand you, Holmes.
Why didn't you help me?
We almost had him.
You're too impatient, Barham.
My patience is exhausted.
This has got to stop.
Thought you would have solved the whole thing
long before this.
What happened?
Was that a Nazi plane?
Yes, I saw the filthy swastika myself.
Great scott.
Took a shot at him but he got away.
Meade also got away.
Well, I better go report this.
We'll go with you, Come along Watson.
You needn't bother.
I can take care of myself.
My dear fellow, there's no use taking chances.
I'm afraid you're a marked man
as long as Meade is at large.
Come on.
Ah, you're a fine one
leaving me along half the night.
Do you think I like it?
I want to go out and have some fun.
Don't bother me.
Said you were gonna let me work with you.
Someday you'll come back and I won't be here.
Where would you go?
That's my business.
Maybe you'll be waiting here next time
and I won't come back.
Don't talk like that.
I'm sorry, Kitty.
You seem sort of different lately.
Anything the matter?
Maybe the next time you see me
I'll be in a position of authority, of power,
no longer hiding in the dark,
giving the orders,
not taking them.
What do you say to that?
You're drunk.
Drunk?
Yes.
When I was a boy I dreamed a dream.
I was dressed in armor,
shining blue gray armor.
I rode on a horse through the streets
where the people cheered hailing me.
I rode over the bodies
of underlings prostrated before me.
Their blood ran out along the gutters like a river.
What if this was no dream?
What if it was prophecy?
What if all this comes to pass?
Well, something must have happened to you.
Yes, Kitty,
something that you're going to share with me.
Get your coat, hurry.
Got plenty of petrol?
start driving.
Where's Holmes?
He'll be here I'm sure.
It's starting now.
Here he is.
You're almost late.
I had to go to Dunham Street.
Good evening ladies and gentlemen,
your favorite broadcaster,
the Voice of Terror,
coming to you from Zeisberg.
Tonight I have something special for you.
Where are you weakest
you weakening people of Britain?
Consider well.
Is it lack of food,
is it your sturdy leadership,
faulty ammunition, scarcity of shipping,
lack of raw materials?
Do you know that despite all your great efforts
your coasts are inadequately defended,
especially one coast,
and there we shall strike
swiftly, terribly, tomorrow at sunrise.
In a special broadcast at that time
I shall describe the carnage.
Turn it off.
What does he mean?
What kind of threat is this?
Remember, all our reports for the last few weeks
have indicated abnormal enemy activity
on the coast of Norway.
Hmm, that means an attack in force
on our northeast coast.
Then that's where we must concentrate
all our forces immediately.
They'll never bring it off now that we know.
This time the voice is boasting.
Perhaps, but so far he's made good his boasts.
What have you done to stop it?
Shilly-shelling about
while these crimes continue.
This is the last straw.
We must prevent this all-out attack
at any cost.
Sir Evan is right.
All our available resources
must be rushed immediate.
Withdraw material from elsewhere?
If need be, yes.
This calls for action and lots of it.
There's something curious about this broadcast.
He said tomorrow.
Always before it was now.
I wonder what it means?
There's no time to wonder at this point.
Mr. Holmes, your methods have got us nowhere.
The situation demanded action and got none.
Mr. Lloyd, I think I know
when action should be taken.
Nevertheless, we take charge now.
This is a crisis you can't hope to deal with.
A man to see your Mr. Holmes
Bring him in.
Yes sir.
Mr. Holmes, sir, last night I followed Kitty
and that fellow Meade.
Yes.
They went to a place near a bombed village
on the coast.
North?
No sir, south.
South?
Why didn't you come sooner?
Motor trouble sir.
Just got back.
All right, it can't be helped.
Stand by until we need you.
So, it's on the southern coast
the drama is to be played.
The fox is out of his hole at last.
Meade has led us to the Voice of Terror.
Gentlemen, we must set out at once.
Are you mad?
What sort of a wild goose chase are you suggesting?
It's ridiculous.
It's time to be a stop to this.
Barham speaking.
Yes, of course.
We've been ordered to accompany Mr. Holmes.
Mr. Harrison, Mr. Sherlock Holmes.
Evening sir.
All the arrangements have been made.
Splendid.
In that church up there?
Yes sir.
All right.
Let's go gentlemen.
VonBock seems to be delayed.
He'll be here, never fear.
You all understand your objectives?
Sheila,
Sheila.
Yes.
You understand what you are to do?
Yes sir,
I'm going with the first intention to Liverpool.
Your men are waiting
there organized to take control?
They have been ready and waiting for weeks.
What is that?
When the world is changing
it is natural to be on edge.
Merely owls or perhaps wood rats.
No, it sounded like...
Sheila.
Yes sir.
(Inaudible) Airport, all is prepared.
Hugo, Birmingham,
where I used to slave in the factories
but not any more.
The day has come at last.
Line them up over there.
Mr. Holmes, I was afraid you'd be too late.
I'm glad you're safe, Kitty.
Come along, sit down.
Gentlemen, when Mr. Meade and I last met
he wished he could put us on trial
Mr. Lloyd, Dr. Watson, and myself.
Now Meade, you are on trial.
First let me tell you why you were met here.
The vague but canny threat against our
northeastern coast was a blind.
Your group has congregated here
to receive an invasion army
proceeding across the channel.
What, invasion?
All those men rushed to the defense of the north.
Sit down for a moment.
At the head of this mighty force
the picked and chosen.
The faithful would have proceed to various centers of our country
and take up a position of authority.
And we shall, do you understand that?
Unfortunately for you that is not to be.
We're held yes,
but the invasion will proceed without us.
Please be patient.
You called me on this case
to identify and silence
the Voice of Terror and to circumvent
the unknown plan behind it.
That undertaking is still in progress
but we are rapidly drawing to a conclusion.
Gentlemen, the Voice of Terror is here with you
in this church.
What?
Are you referring to Meade?
Why who is it?
Meade was my one sure connection
to the Voice of Terror.
At the warehouse I allowed him to escape
and assigned Kitty here to trail him.
When I learned through Kitty's abduction
that Meade had come down here
to meet with a group of men
I asked myself why.
Why a deserted fishing village on the channel
when Scotland was to be
the next scene of disaster,
and why is it necessary to withdraw
great stores of ordnance and material for the
protection of Scotland?
It was a ruse gentlemen
to leave this coast unprotected.
A ruse devised by the Voice of Terror.
I knew quite early, of course,
that the voice was a member of your agist body.
You dare to insinuate that one of us?
If this is meant to be humor it's very ill time.
German agents knew I was on the case
the very night I was called in.
How did they know this secret?
One of your council informed them.
There were attempts made on the lives of all of us.
But the attempt made on the life
of one of your members
was entirely unsubstantiated,
resting on his word alone.
One member whom I went to the country ostensible
to protect, actually to surprise.
This member fired on the Nazi pick-up plane,
not in rage as he pretended
but to warn and frighten it away.
That was very clever of you Sir Evan.
Sir Evan?
Why I can't believe it.
Sir Evan couldn't be implicated
in a thing like this.
What Sir Evan got to say?
Let me congratulate you, Mr. Holmes.
You admit this outrageous accusation?
Well, there's been treason before
but this is beyond belief.
Treason is not involved.
Sir Evan Barham is not Sir Evan Barham.
What are you talking about?
In March 1918 Lieutenant Evan Barham
was a prisoner in a German prison camp.
There his amazing resemblance
to a certain Heinrich VonBock,
a brilliant young member
of the German Secret Service,
sealed young Barham's fate.
One morning he was taken out and shot,
murdered in cold blood.
Then this man is...
Is Heinrich VonBock who has been masquerading
in Barham's place for the past 24 years.
You see gentlemen,
the Germans plan well in advance.
It's incredible.
How could a thing like this happen?
Barham had no immediate family.
The details of his private life
were effortless studied by VonBock
who was three years at Oxford
and had a perfect knowledge of the English language
and English habits.
So, with possibly the help
of a little plastic surgery,
not forgetting the considerable
resemblance to Barham in the first place,
the deception was carried through.
Very clever, Mr. Holmes.
I must say, Holmes, it is positively amazing.
What made you first suspect Barham?
The real Sir Evan Barham
carried a scar from childhood.
This one is about 20 years old,
a detail but significant.
I can't believe it.
It was Barham who insisted
on your being brought into the case.
A colossal piece of egocentric conceit.
One to match your own, Mr. Sherlock Holmes.
Of course I brought you into the case
to see your weak and silly handling,
to watch you fumble and lose it.
Are you too stupid to realize that this group
is but a small part of our organization?
We have men stationed all over England
ready to take command.
They never will.
They were all taken exactly at dawn
just as you were.
So now we are now trapped, huh?
No gentlemen, it is you who are trapped?
Listen.
Even now our messerschmitts are roaring overhead,
the vanguard of the invasion.
Why are they not grounded?
Where are your boosted anti-aircraft guns?
They are silent.
Our little ruse was entirely successful.
The coast has been stripped of its defenses.
Preserve your vaunted British vanity
as best you may in this your hour
of most humiliating defeat.
You have not captured us my friend.
We have annihilated you.
Do you really think we're so blind
that we would strip this coast of defenses
because of a voice on a phonograph record?
The council was deliberately misinformed
about moving the defense forces.
You are trying to save your face.
Look, if you think I'm lying.
Those are not messerschmitts.
They're Spitfires and Hurricanes
returning from blasting your invasion forces.
Destroying men in barges by the thousands.
Look further, VonBock, look below.
Commandos, tanks, slipping away
now that your invasion force has been destroyed.
To bring ruin and terror to your people.
I wonder if there's
anything on the wires about this?
The BBC.
We are frightfully sorry to announce
that a special broadcast of the Voice of Terror
will have to be delayed indefinitely.
The threat against our northern coast
made only as a blind
to cover the enemies invasion plans
has not been fulfilled.
Instead our victorious planes
have blasted invasion bases on the continent,
destroying enormous stores
of material and troops.
More news of this
triumphant victory tomorrow.
At the same time,
the scattered Nazi agents
all over the Commonwealth
have been unceremoniously clapped into prison.
That is all.
Look out!
This girl merits our deepest gratitude.
Our country is honored in her
having such loyalty and devotion.
We'll remember.
Holmes, I don't know how we'll ever thank you.
Don't try, it isn't necessary.
I'll be with you in a minute, Holmes.
I'll just see that she's taken care of.
I always did think that chap was an imposter.
Barham was a good fellow.
Played wind three-quarters in school.
What a lovely morning, Holmes.
There's an east wind coming, Watson.
No, I don't think so.
Looks like another warm day.
Good 'ol Watson.
The one fixed point in the changing age.
There's an east wind coming all the same.
Such a wind has never blew on England yet.
It will be cold and bitter, Watson.
And a good many of us may wither before its blast.
But its God's own wind nonetheless
and a greener, better, stronger, land
that will lie in the sunshine
when the storm was cleared.