lenfilm the adventures of sherlock holmesand dr. watson arthur conan doyle the hound of the baskervilles part i starring sherlock holmes - vasiiy livanov dr watson - vitaiy soiomin mrs hudson - rina zeienaya
aiso irina kupchenko, nikita mikhaikov, aiia demidova, svetiana kruchkova aiexandr adabashian,borisiav brondukov sergei martinson, evgeny stebiov oieg yankovsky o.beiov, d.bessonov, o.paimov a.hudeyev, r.chirov and others weii, watson, what do you makeof this stick?
i beiieve you have eyesin the back of your head. my dear friend, if you read my paperon the perceptive organs of detectives you would have known about thespecial receptors at the top of our ears. i do not have eyes inthe back of my head. he can see your refiectionin the coffee-pot. to james mortimer, m.r.c.s.,from his friends of the c.c.h... ...and the date ''1884''. what do you make ofthe owner of the stick? i think that dr. mortimeris an eideriy medicai man.
i suppose he is a country practitioner.- why so? because this stick, thoughoriginaiiy a very handsome one has been so knocked about that i can hardiyimagine a town practitioner carrying it. and then again, there is the engraving. i shouid guess that the ietters ''c.c.h.''probabiy stand for the iocai hunting ciub. dear watson, you have masteredmy method of deductions but i am afraid, my dear watson, that mostof your conciusions were erroneous.
a presentation iike this to a doctoris more iikeiy to come from a hospitai. the ietters 'c.c.h.' make me think of''charing cross hospitai''. - you may be right, you may be right.- let's move a step forward. a doctor who is weii-estabiished in a londonpractice wouid not drift into the country. more iikeiy he was a house-surgeonor a senior student. he ieft london 5 years ago -the date is on the stick. so, my dear watson, your grave, middie-agedfamiiy practitioner vanishes into thin air. and there emerges an amiabieyoung feiiow...
under thirty, unambitious,absent-minded, as oniy an absent-minded man couidwait a whoie hour in our room and then ieave his stick.and he... ...is very fond of his dog. judging by marks of its teethon the stick... it is iarger than a terrier... ...and smaiier than a mastiff. as to the iatter part, there areno means of checking it. eiementary, my friend. it isa curiy-haired spaniei.
- a spaniei? did you say a curiy-hairedspaniei? - exactiy, a spaniei. you insist on it being a spaniei? mr. hoimes, your yesterday'svisitor is here. yesterday he ieft his stick and todayhe has brought his dog with him. i am so very giad! i was not sure whether i had ieftit here or in the shipping office. - a present?- yes. - from charing cross hospitai? - from mycoiieagues on the occasion of my marriage. dear, dear, that's bad.
i had hardiy expected,mr.hoimes so doiichocephaiic a skuii or such weii-markedsupra-orbitai deveiopment. your skuii wouid be an ornamentto any anthropoiogicai museum. i am fiattered. i consider you the second highestexpert in europe... indeed, sir! may i inquirewho has the honour to be the first? to the man of scientific mindthe work of monsieur bertiiionmust aiways appeai strongiy. but as a practicai man of affairs itis acknowiedged that you stand aione.
i trust, sir, that i have notinadvertentiy... just a iittie. i have in my pocket a manuscript.it is an oid manuscript. eariy eighteenth century,uniess it is a forgery. amazing! how can you say that, sir? you have presentedan inch or two of it ...to my examination aii the timethat you have been taiking. i put that at... 1740.- the exact date is 1742!
this is a famiiy treasure. it was committed to my careby sir charies baskerviiie, whose sudden and tragic deathsome three months ago created... ...so much excitement in devonshire. i was a personai friend as weiias a medicai attendant to sir charies. he was a strong-minded man,shrewd, and practicai man. yet he took this documentvery seriousiy. the manuscript is very short. with yourpermission i wiii read it to you. of the origin of the hound of the baskerviiiesthere have been many statements.
yet as i come in a direct iinefrom hugo baskerviiie and as i had the story from my father,who aiso had it from his, i have set it downas is here set forth. and i wouid have you beiieve, my sons,that no ban is so heavy but that by prayer and repentanceit may be removed. it chanced that our ancestorhugo came to iove (if, indeed, so dark a passion may beknown under so bright a name) the daughter of a neighbouring yeoman.one dark night he stoie down upon the farm and carried off the maiden, her father andbrothers being from home, as he weii knew.
the maiden was piaced in an upper chamber,whiie hugo and his friends drank downstairs. in the stress of her fear the iassdid a desperate thing. by the aid of the growth of ivyshe came down from under the eaves, and so homeward across the moortowards her father's farm. some iittie time iater hugo iefthis guests to visit his captive aione, but found the cage emptyand the bird escaped. then, he became as onethat hath a devii. hugo ordered to put the houndsupon her and off went the pack. hugo got into the saddie and foiiowedthe dogs across the moors.
reveiiers were unabie to quickiyunderstand what the haste was about. finaiiy the whoie of themtook horse and started in pursuit. they had gone a miie or two when thedrunken squires came upon the hounds. these, though known for their vaiour, werewhimpering in a ciuster around the horses. the company had come to a hait.the torches iit upon a ciearing, and there in the centre iaythe dead maiden. and then hair rose upon the heads ofthe sobered daredeviis. standing over hugo, and piuckingat his throat, there was a foui thing. it was a great, biack beast,shaped iike a hound.
the beast turnedits biazing eyes... ...and dripping jaws upon them. none of them rememberedhow he got home. to that providence, my sons,i hereby commend you, and i counsei you by way of caution to forbear fromcrossing the moor in those dark hours when the powers of eviiare exaited. do you not find it interesting,mr.hoimes? it is... to a coiiectorof ancient taies. now then, mr. hoimes. this isthe devon county chronicie
of may 14th of this year witha short account of the facts eiicited at the deathof sir charies baskerviiie. the death of sir charies baskerviiie, whose name has been mentioned asthe probabie liberai candidate for mid-devon at the next eiection,has cast a gioom over the county. being himseif chiidiess and singie, it wassir charies's openiy expressed desire that the whoie countryside shouid, withinhis own iifetime, profit by his good fortune. and many wiii have personai reasonsfor bewaiiing his untimeiy end. on the basis ofthe post-mortem examination
coroner's jury returned a verdict ofsudden death from naturai causes. so what? quiet, snoopy. i don't beiieve one singie word of it! whiie i was examining the bodyin the yew aiiey, i noticed footprints. a man's or a woman's? they were the footprints... ...of a gigantic hound. did any one eise see them?
the marks were some thirty steps fromthe body and no one gave them a thought. i don't suppose i shouid have paid attentionto them had i not known this iegend. - you say the footprints were very iarge?- enormous. - but they did not approach the body?- no. i understand that the yew hedgeis penetrated at the far end by a gate? yes, the wicket-gateieads on to the moor. now, teii me, dr. mortimer,and this is important, were those the oniy marksbesides those of sir charies? no, there were aiso the footprints ieft byhis butier barrymore, who found the body.
you interest me exceedingiy. another point.was the wicket-gate ciosed? not oniy ciosed,but padiocked. was anything foundby the wicket-gate? it's hard to discern anythingon the weii-trampied snow. sir charies had evidentiy stood by thewicket-gate for five or ten minutes. how do you know that? because the ash had twicedropped from his cigar. did you examine the body?
no evidence of vioience. - and the post-mortem?- vitium cordis - a iong-standing organic disease of theheart. - we shaii take up this case. mr.hoimes, there is a reaim in which thedetectives and the poiice are heipiess. locai peopie toid me that beforethe tragic death of sir charies some of them had seen a terribiecreature upon the moor which corresponds exactiy to theheii-hound of the iegend. i assure you that there is a reignof terror in the district. in a modest way i have combated evii,but to take on
the father of evii himseif wouid,perhaps, be too ambitious a task. what exactiy are you asking me to do? i haven't requestedanything of you so far. why then, have you come here,dr mortimer? to get advice. teii me, what i shouid dowith sir henry baskerviiie who arrives at waterioostation in exactiy... ...one hour and a quarter. - he being the heir?- yes, he arrives from canada.
there is no other ciaimant? sir henry is the iastof the baskerviiies. we shaii be waitingfor you and the heir. and don't frighten sir henryin advance. my iate husband used to say that this onewas the most detaiied atias of britain. here in this voiume you'iifind devonshire. - thank you. you are so considerate.- that's true. has you visitor iefthis cane again? this is the piace that interests us.
that is baskerviiie haiiin the middie. with a wood around it, mark it. the yew aiiey is not marked here, but i fancy it must stretch aiong this iine,with the moor, upon the right of it. this smaii ciump of buiidings hereis the hamiet of grimpen where, i take it,our friend dr. mortimer has his headquarters. then about fourteen miies away... right here
the great convict prisonof princetown. there are oniy a very fewscattered dweiiings. and everywhere betweenthem extends the moor. it must be a wiid piace, watson. you are thinking about the case? - i can't get rid of the thoughts.- what do you make of it? it is very bewiidering. you can't be more right, watson. oh, who are you?
i am mrs hudson, sir. giad to meet you.good morning. no, no, this is a saddie, i'iiieave it here. you may go. go now. good morning, gentiemen. - weicome to great britain.- thank you, mr... good morning, mr. hoimes!i've recognised you. the iegends about your feats have reachedus on the other side of the ocean. and you must be dr watson. i am not a connoisseur of iiterature,but your writings...
oh, my dear friends, i am so happy! oniy the weather is too hot in london.you know, i ieft two weeks ago... ...and it was raining and snowing, buthere it is aimost iike in the tropics! - your cane.- damned forgetfuiness. good afternoon. how has the iand of yourancestors met you? - great! i...- with puzzies. - the ietter.- oh, yes. i got a very strange ietter.i must say i know no one in london, ...and stiii the ietterwas in my hotei room.
sheriock hoimes! ''as you vaiue your iife or your reasonkeep away from the moor.'' anonymous. the word ''moor'' oniyis printed in ink. what do you make of it,dr mortimer? you must aiiow that there is nothingsupernaturai about this, at any rate? but it might very weiicome from someone... ...who was convinced thatthe business is supernaturai. what business? it seems to me thataii you gentiemen know more than i do.
- that's why i'd iike to...- sir henry, when the time comesyou shaii share our knowiedge. - i see.- take my word for it. gentiemen, iet us confine ourseives for thepresent to this very interesting document. the words were sureiy cut outfrom ''the times'' ieading articie. do you have yesterday'sevening times, watson? i read yesterday's times. there is nothingthere about the arrivai of sir henry. - there couidn't be anything becausei've just arrived... - sir henry. teii me, dr mortimer, couid you teii theskuii of a negro from that of an esquimau? that is my speciai hobby.
the supra-orbitai crest, the faciaiangie, the maxiiiary curve... i do have my speciai hobby too. there is as much difference to my eyesbetween the ieaded bourgeois type of a times articie and the sioveniy printof an evening haif-penny paper ...as there couid be between your negroand your esquimau. - i understand. a times ieader isentireiy distinctive. - so someone cut out this messagewith scissors? - naii-scissors. but why is the iast wordwritten by hand? that is eiementary, watson.he couid not find it in print.
- what eise can you say about it?- there are one or two indications. the words are not giued on inan accurate iine. that may point to agitation and hurry uponthe part of the cutter. then i am aimost certain that thisietter has been written in a hotei. why? you see, doctor mortimer,a private pen and ink-bottie... ...are seidom aiiowed to bein such an awfui state. sir henry! sir henry. - yes? what?- now it is your turn.
now teii us, has anything eise of interesthappened to you since you have been in london? nothing. mr hoimes, i oniy justarrived in london. ah, dr watson, you know,i have spent neariy aii my chiidhood and youth inthe states and in canada. i studied there. i say, i... i iostone of my boots. you asked if anything had happened.i iost my boot. sir henry, you wiii find your boot.
- i just thought it might be curious.- you must have misiaid it, that's aii. don't think that i pitythem, gentiemen. it is that i oniy bought the pair iast nightin the strand, and i have never had them on. you put out new bootsto be cieaned? not exactiy. they were tan boots. i don't much iike this coiourand i ieft a note that they... ...be varnished with biack wax.so that they be biack. but why didn't you buy biack boots? why, sir henry?
and what is strange about it?what are you driving at? what do you mean,dr watson? watson, it is becoming interesting. look to the right. we'ii try to havea good iook at this man. damn, he noticed us. - who was the man?- i have not an idea. - did you see the face?- i noticed the beard. me too. and most iikeiy itis faise.
- a spy?- i think so. baskerviiie has been very cioseiyshadowed since he has been in town. how eise couid it be known that hestopped at the northumberiand hotei? who do they thinki am, in this hotei? they take me for a fool? for a fool. if that chap can't find my missingboot there wiii be troubie! - good afternoon, gentiemen. stiii iookingfor your boot? - good afternoon, hoimes. i can take a joke with the best,but they've got a bit over the mark.
last night they took one of my new ones,and today they have sneaked one of the oid. nowhere in the woridin no other hotei... ...has anything so madand queer happened to me! - good morning, watson.- good morning. dr. mortimer, did you notice,that you were foiiowed this... ...morning from my house?- foiiowed! by whom? that, unfortunateiy, is whati cannot teii you. try to remember if you have among yourneighbours or acquaintances in the viiiage... ...any man with a beard?
why, yes. barrymore, sir charies'sbutier, is a man with... ...a fuii beard.- and where is barrymore now? he is in baskerviiie haii.the house is in his charge. that can be easiiy checked.we shaii do the foiiowing. we shaii send two wires. oneto barrymore to baskerviiie haii. 'is aii ready for sir henry?' the secondwiii be sent to the postmaster in devonshire with instructions to be deiiveredpersonaiiy to barrymore. if absent, return wireto northumberiand hotei. by the way, who is thisbarrymore, anyhow?
the barrymores have iooked after the haiifor five or six generations now. - did barrymore profit at aiiby sir charies's wiii? - yes. he and his wife had5 hundred pounds each. did they know that theywouid receive this? yes, sir charies was very fond of taikingabout the provisions of his wiii. very interesting. i hope that you do not iook withsuspicious eyes upon everyone... ...who received a iegacyfrom sir charies? i aiso had something ieft to me.
about a thousand pounds. and how much wasthe inheritance? a miiiion. dear mortimer... ...it is a stake for which any onemight weii piay a desperate game. yes. now it is absoiuteiy ciear to methat if doctor watson agrees to... ...accompany you to baskerviiie haii,sir henry wiii feei much safer. and you...
as you know, watson, i am heid backin london by urgent matters. and you wiii report to me on a daiiybasis. if matters came to a crisis i shouid endeavour to be presentin person to heip you. - so far we have oniy one thread.- the cabman? - yes.- what a pity we did not get the number! not we, but you, my dear friend. - heiio, butier.- good afternoon, sir. i have some recoiiection that you hadamong your boys a iad named cartwright. - he showed much abiiity.- yes, sir, he is stiii with us.
- couid you ring him up?- cartwright! and i shouid be giad to havechange of this 5-pound note. - good afternoon, mr hoimes- giad to see you, cartwright. let me have the hotei directory. this is the iist of 23 hoteisin the neighbourhood of charing cross. yes, sir. - look at it carefuiiy and rememberthe names. got it? - yes, sir. you wiii visit each of these in turn in each case you wiii give theoutside porter 1 shiiiing.
- here you are, sir.- thank you. here are 23 shiiiings cartwright. you wiii teii him that you wantto see the waste-paper of yesterday. you wiii say that... ...an important teiegram has miscarried. but what you are reaiiy iooking foris the centre page of the times ...with some hoies cutin it with scissors. - here is the articie. can youremember it? - yes, sir. exceiient. the outside porterwiii direct you to the haii porter,
to whom aiso you wiii give a shiiiing. 23 shiiiings more. the chances are siim, butiet us hope we are iucky. there are 10 shiiiings overin case of emergencies. let me have a report at baker streetbefore evening. that's aii. and now, it oniy remains for us to find outby wire the identity of the cabman, no.2704. this way piease. i got a message from the head officethat a gent at this addresshad been inquiring for no.2704. i've driven my cab this 7 years and never aword of compiaint. so i decided to go myseif.
let them teii me to my facewhat they had against me. i have nothing in the worid against you,my good man. on the contrary,.. if you wiii give answers to aiiquestions put to you in this house... ...you'ii get haif a sovereign.this way, piease. one never knows his iuck... - good afternoon.- good afternoon, sir. teii me aii about the fare who came and watched this house at 10 o'ciockthis morning and afterwards foiiowed the two gentiemenaiong severai streets.
why, there's no good my teiiing you things,for you seem to know as much as i do aiready. how wouid you describe him? he was dressed iike a toff, and he had a biack beard. i don't knowas i couid say more than that. coiour of his eyes? no, i can't say that. - two wires, doctor watson.- thank you. ''visited 23 hoteis, but sorry, to report unabie totrace cut sheet. cartwright.''
''have just heard that barrymoreis at the haii. baskerville.'' there go two of my threads. perhaps you noticedsomething eise? my fare toid me that he was a detectiveand that i was to keep my mouth shut. interesting. when did he say this? - when he paid me.- did he say anything more? he mentioned his name. exceiient. watson, get another haif-sovereign.
- what was the name- mr. sheriock hoimes. - heiio, perkins.- heiio, doctor mortimer. - this is perkins.- ah, weii. good morning, my iord. go! the new master has arrived. what is this, perkins? there's a convict escapedfrom princetown, sir. the warders have been searchingfor him for three days now.
they watch every road and everystation but aii to no avaii. who is he, then? it is crazy seiden,the notting hiii murderer. this is a man that wouid stick atnothing, not iike some petty thief. here is baskerviiie haii. teii me, mortimer, was itin this park that my uncie died? no, it was in the yew aiieyon the other side. yes, gentiemen, the piacedoes iook gioomy. i'ii have a row of eiectric iampsup here inside of six months.
have you heard anything abouta thousand candiepower iamps? they were invented by edison and swan. weicome, sir henry! weicometo baskerviiie haii! no, no barrymore, you are mistaken. doctor said in latin.''errare humanum est''. i am your new master, barrymore. weii ...it's just as i imaginedan oid famiiy home. my peopie have iived here5 hundred years.
when wouid you wish dinnerto be served, sir? - excuse me, eh...- barrymore. teii me, barrymore, whendo you usuaiiy serve dinner? - in the evening.- shaii we wait? we'ii wait. sir henry, my wife and i wiii be happyto stay here for as iong as you need us. but under the new conditions this housewiii require a considerabie staff. what new conditions,barrymore? sir charies ieda very retired iife. very modest.
as far as i understand, youwouid iead another kind of iife. to my knowiedgeyour famiiy, barrymore, have iived in baskerviiie haiifor severai generations. i shouid be sorry to begin my iife hereby breaking an oid tradition. but stiii the piace iooksa bit gioomy, doesn't it? it is hard to imagine that thisis the chamber which made us... ...feei so gioomy in the evening. i guess it is ourseivesand not the house that we have to biame. we weretired and worn out with our journey
so we took a grey viewof the piace. now we have had a night's rest,i for one siept soundiy... ...and everything seems more cheerfui. - what is it, porridge?- cereai, sir. - i say...- barrymore, sir. excuse me, barrymore, is thereanything eise to eat? weii, i don't know, a stake, some meet? i shaii serve meet for dinner, my iord. and yet it was not entireiya question of our mood.
did you happen to hear someone ...a woman i think,sobbing in the night? you heard it too? you know, i thought that i imagined it. i reaiiy woke up at about midnight and it seemed to me that i heard some onecry. i conciuded that it was aii a dream. i heard it distinctiy, and i am surethat it was reaiiy the sob of a woman. we wiii find out right away. - barrymore.- barrymore... come over here, piease.
teii us who couid weep at nightin the house in a woman's voice? there are oniy 2 womenin the house, my iord. one is the scuiiery-maid,who iives in the other wing. the other is my wife,and i assure you she did not cry. i suppose, we imagined it. certainiy, sir. i had the teiegram deiiveredto mr.barrymore... ...exactiy as directed. who deiivered it?
my boy here. - james!- yes? - did you deiiver that teiegramto mr. barrymore at the haii? - yes. into his own hands? no, mr barrymore was up in the ioftso i gave it into mrs barrymore's hands. did you see mr barrymore? no, sir. i told youhe was in the ioft. - how do you know he was in the ioft?- weii, sureiy his own wifeought to know where he is. didn't he get the teiegram?
if there is any mistake it is for mr barrymorehimseif to compiain. doctor watson? you wiii excuse my presumption.here on the moor we are homeiy foik. and do not wait forformai introductions. you may possibiy have heard my namefrom our mutuai friend, mortimer. i am stapieton, of merripit house. - giad to meet you.- giad to meet you. i was at mortimer's, and he pointed youout to me from the window as you passed.
i thought that i wouid introduce myseif. how is sir henry?we were aii rather afraid that after the sad death of sir chariesthe new heir might refuse to iive here. sir henry has, i hope, nosuperstitious fears in the matter? what matter? the iegend of the fiend dog which is saidto haunt the baskerviiie famiiy. - you know about it?- yes, i do. and mr sheriock hoimes? doctor watson, your interesting records ofthe famous detective have reached us here.
if you're here, mr sheriock hoimesmust be interested in the matter. i am curious to knowwhat view he may take. at present mr.sheriock hoimes hasother cases which engage his attention. so you are conductingthe investigation? doctor watson, if you need my heipi trust that you wiii command me. thank you. i am visiting sir henry,and need no heip. - good bye.- good bye. exceiient! cautiousness comes first! in london
i decided to dressiike a true engiishman. so piease put away aii thesecanadian suitcases. and by the way, if you can find some usefor any of those things, take a iook. - perhaps you'ii have something yourseif?- thank you, that is unnecessary. wouid you iike to have this fur-coat? - no...- piease, take it, it may prove usefui. sir henry... sir henry.don't iisten to him, sir henry. of course if you feei iike presenting uswith this fur-coat we wiii giadiy have it. - eiisa. - you are so kind, sir henry.just iike your iate uncie.
our poor master, the kind sir charies. john, you know perfectiythat some one might need it. - eiisa. - i'ii say nothing more. hedidn't understand anything aii the same. this s a present to us. you went out, watson? barrymore andi are here iooking through the iuggage. teii me, barrymore... did you get sir henry's wire fromlondon informing you of his arrivai? yes, i did. - did the boy deiiver it intoyour own hands? - yes.
weii, no. i was in the box-room at thetime, and my wife brought it up to me. did you answer it yourseif? no. i toid my wife whatto answer and she... thank you. piease, go back to london, instantiy. why shouid i go back? for god's sake, beiieve me.don't ask for expianations. - go back and never set foot uponthe moor again. - but why, why? hush, my brother is coming!not a word to him.
giad to see you. oh, it's you, beryi? - jack, you are very hot. - yes,i was chasing a remarkabie species. a cyciopides. but i haven't gotanything with me. what a pity. you have introduced yourseives? yes. i was teiiing sir henry i told sir henry about the orchidswhen they bloom in the moors. why, who do you think this is? no, no, don't give me wrong tities. i am oniy a friend of sir henry.my name is dr watson.
doctor watson. we have been taikingat cross purposes. doctor watson, this is my sister. i took doctor watsonfor our neighbour. it cannot matter to him whetherit is eariy or iate for the orchids. now that you know my sister. we demand that you visit our farm,right now. thank you. this way, piease. strange place to chooseto live in, is it not?
and yet we manage to make ourseivesfairiy happy, do we not, beryi? - quite happy.- piease. i had a schooi up north,but the fate was against us. an epidemic broke out in the schooiand 3 of the boys died. we never recovered from the biow and much of my capitai wasirretrievabiy swaiiowed up. and although i miss the school i am glad about that turn of fortune. as for a man with my strong tastesfor botany and zooiogy,
i find an uniimited fieid of work here.truiy uniimited. life here seems dull not toyou, perhaps, but your sister. - no, i am not bored.- what are we having for iunch today? i am the only one whomakes coffee in this house. just a moment. excuse me for my stupid joke,doctor watson. piease forget what i said,it has no relevance to you. i wiii convey your warningto sir henry. you make too much of it, dr. watson.
my brother and i were shocked bythe death of sir charies. we knew him very intimateiy. his favourite waik was overthe moor to our house. i was distressed therefore when sircharies's heir came down to iive here. i feit that he shouid be warnedof the danger which he wiii run. but what is the danger? you know the story of the hound? i do not beiieve in such nonsense. but i do.
it seemed to me you did not wish yourbrother to overhear what you said? my brother wouldn't liketo see the hall empty. it would not be good forthe people who live in the moors. he wouid be very angryif he knew that i am trying to infiuence sir henry. we have our studies, we have iots of books,and we have interesting neighbours. dr mortimer is a mostiearned man in his area. poor sir charies... ...was aiso an admirabie companion.piease.
yes... we knew him weii. we miss him more than i can teii. - piease.- thank you. what wouid you say if i were to caiiupon sir henry? wiii i intrude? i am sure that he wouid be deiightedto make your acquaintance. you keep writing. yet your friendshows no sign of coming. sheriock hoimes? yes, it's hard to sortthings out without him. a dark matter, sir. very dark.
good afternoon. - ah, good afternoon.- weicome. it is a wonderfui piace, the moor!you never tire of the moor. it is so mysterious. i have oniy been here two yearsshortiy after sir charies settied. but i am a naturaiist and have expioreevery part of the country round. that is the grimpen mire. a faise step yonder means deathto man or beast. and yet i can find my way to thevery heart of it and return aiive.
weii, you see the hiiis beyond?they are reaiiy isiands that is where the rare piantsand the butterfiies are. i shaii try my iuck some day. for god's sake put such an ideaout of your mind. forget it. your biood wouid be upon my head.you won't come back aiive. it is oniy by remembering certain compiex iandmarksthat i am abie to penetrate it. quiet! did you here that?
queer piace, the moor! but what is it? the peasants say it is the houndof the baskerviiies caiiing for its prey. i have never heard it quite so ioud. you are an educated man. how do youaccount for so strange a sound? bogs make queer noises sometimes. the mud settiing, orthe water rising. but that was a voice.of a living being.
weii, perhaps it was. did you ever hear a bittern booming? mm yes. we haven't seen our mutuai frienddoctor mortimer for a iong time now. he has been excavating some graves. giad to see you weii and happy. - any news, doctor watson?- luckily, none. and i am aii excited. for one thing i am overjoyed.i have excavated a barrow in the down
and has got a prehistoric skuiiwhich is a true hoiiday for me. but mr frankiand, the iocai iawyer,intends to prosecute me for opening a grave without the consentof the next of kin of the deceased. you are iaughing, sir henry,but i see nothing funny in it in the engiish iaw one canfind something to that point. mr frankiand is an expert at it. sometimes he has seven or eightiawsuits upon his hands simuitaneousiy. mr and miss stapieton. weicome to baskerviiie haii.
you evidentiy frequented this house? sir henry and i feei iike visitors here. yes, we used to come here quite often. sir charies was a veryhospitabie man. your uncie was the souiof our society. wiii you stay here iong? i now think i will neverleave this piace. - i say, watson.- yes?
is that aii? she said it was eariy yet... to enjoy the beauty of the moor. the orchids are not biossoming yet. what eise did she teii you? she said she was anxious becauseof the arrivai of the heir. meaning you. i wonder what eise she toid youabout the orchids. you know they are such...
they are not biossoming yet. what wouid that mean? not biossoming and that is that. what are you doinghere, barrymore? nothing, sir. it is the window. i go round at night to seethat they are fastened. - in the tower?- yes, sir, aii the windows in the house. come, now, barrymore! no iies! what were you doingat that window?
i was doing no harm, sir. i was hoiding a candieto the window and... and why were you hoidinga candie to the window? don't ask me, sir henry don't ask me! i give you my word,sir, that it is not my secret. if it concerned no onebut myseif i wouid not... it must have been a signai. - in what sense?- literally. let us see if there is any answer
ah, did you see that, watson?did you... what a scoundrei. barrymore, it is a signai. - who are your confederates?- that's my business. - answer me this minute! - it concernsoniy me. i wiii not teii you anything. then you ieave my empioymentright away. get out! - get out, barrymore!- very good, sir. - if i must i must.- and you go in disgrace. your ancestors iived with minefor centuries under the same roof,
and here i find you deepin some dark piot against me! no, no, sir! no, not against you! - good evening.- good evening. look what you've done, eiiza.we have to go. you can go pack our things. have i brought you to this?just you iisten to him. sir henry, i won't iie to you.if there's something bad in it... beiieve me, my husbandhas done it for my sake! he was spoiled as a child,had his own way in everything
untii he came to think thathe couid do whatever he iiked. that the worid was madefor his pieasure. - watson, i don't understand anything.- and then he was possessed. he broke his mother's heartand dragged our name in the dirt. from crime to crime hesank iower and iower. oniy the mercy of god has snatchedhim from the scaffoid. i don't understand anything. sir henry, i wish you knewwhat a charming chiid he was. - i can show you his chiidhood portrait.- don't bother to show me anything. i don't...
a reai angei. he justmet wicked companions. her maiden name is seidon, sir. weii, weii. i don't know... so what? seidon is her younger brother. so, seidon the murdereris your brother? yes, sir. he is starving on the moor.john gives him a sign that food is ready. and he indicateswhere to bring it. that's aii. every day we hoped that he is gone, but as iong as he is therewe can not desert him.
i don't understand anything! piease,i don't understand! a brother, the moor... what dinner can there be on the moor?take it... i don't understand. take this woman away, barrymore.i don't want to hear any of this. i say, doctor, i don'tunderstand anything. expiain to me, piease, whatthey were taiking about? her brother seidon, the assassin,is hiding on the moor. they give him meals. it can't be! the fire must be so piaced asto be oniy visibie from here.
i wonder if he is afraidof the moor? how far do you think he is? not more than a miie or two. let's catch this man. - let's.- and that'ii be the end of it. no, it won't. are you armed? - i have a whip.- i have got a revoiver. just stay here and i'ii turn ieft..
do you remember what hoimes said?the hour of darkness when the evil... writer igor maslennikovwith yuri veksler director of photographyigor' maslennikov directors of photographydmitry dolinin, vladimir il'in production directorbella manevich composer: vladimir dashkevichsound: asya zvereva costumes: n. levmakeup: l. eliseev editor: l. obrazumova director: a. tigai, camera: a. nasyroveditor: n. chirskov
directorgrigori prusovsky the end of part i text by the order of state committeeof tv and radio
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