helped you in your work.
And now everything is more
than wonderful!
Moriarty is defeated.
Relax, admire the
beautiful landscape!
We will have to go back.
An Englishwoman has registered
at the hotel.
She is suffering from
consumption in the last stages.
Steiler writes that she had
spent the winter in Davos,
and was traveling to stay with
her friends in Lucerne.
But on the way the bleeding
started.
They have a local
doctor there.
She categorically refused to
be treated by a Swiss doctor,
when she found out there was
a British doctor around.
- We have to go, Holmes.
- Of course you have to.
What about you?
I shall stay and admire the
beautiful scenery in solitude.
It is dangerous to be in
the mountains alone.
Not more than anywhere else
in our imperfect world.
I definitely don't like your
mood these days.
Tomorrow first thing we go
back to London.
At least there's no
Moriarty there.
Tonight I will try to be in
the village Rosenlau.
Come to meet me there!
Take care of Ronald Adair!
- What?!
- Ronald Adair!
I can't hear you!
I'm all yours, Professor!
Before we start to sort
matters out between us,
give me time to write a note
to my friends.
For neither of us knows the
outcome of our encounter.
We don't have much time,
but very well.
Drop your knife, I am
unarmed.
I'm ready.
I hope her condition hasn't
deteriorated?
- How is she?
- Who?
Didn't you write this?
- About the sick Englishwoman.
- Englishwoman?
The letterhead of my hotel.
I know!
The letter must have been
written by a tall British
gentleman, who arrived right
after you left.
He asked for Mr. Holmes.
I told him, that...
There was another gentleman
with him.
He carried a gun!
Holmes!
Holmes!
Holmes!
It's me, mister Watson!
Hold on!
I'm coming to the rescue!
Where is Mr. Holmes?
They killed him!
Oh, my god!
What tragedy!
What misfortune!
Mr. Holmes was the only one
who treated me with respect.
If not for him,
I wouldn't be living
here now.
I wouldn't be admiring this
beautiful scenery!
God dammit!
Poor Mister Holmes!
"Dear Watson!
I write these lines to
you now
thanks to the kindness of
Mr. Moriarty,
who is waiting for me to
finally solve the argument
regarding us both.
My life has reached its
highest peak.
I couldn't wish myself a
better death.
Please tell Inspector
Peterson,
that the papers that will help
him expose the criminal gang
are in my desk drawer marked
with the letter "M".
Prior to leaving London
I wrote down all the necessary
instructions
and left them with my
brother Mycroft.
Please give my warmest
regards to Mrs. Hudson.
And don't forget about poor
Ronald Adair.
Yours truly.
Sherlock Holmes."
Screenplay:
Vladimir Valutsky
Director:
Igor Maslennikov
D.O.P.:
Yuri Veksler
Anatoly Lapshov
Production designer:
Mark Kaplan
Music:
Vladimir Dashkevich
END OF PART TWO
In the next episode
Doctor Watson will
execute the will
of his friend, the great
Sherlock Holmes,
for which he will have to
disguise himself as
a common London sleuth...