_________________________________
(BELL TOLLING)
_________________________________
-(DOG BARKING)
-(CARRIAGE APPROACHING)
_________________________________
(HORSE WHINNIES, NEIGHS)
_________________________________
You know, Daddy,
this is my very best birthday.
_________________________________
But I haven't given you
your present yet.
_________________________________
-What is it? What is it?
-(CHUCKLES) Now, close your eyes.
_________________________________
Oh, oh, oh... Oh, now...
_________________________________
-No peeking now.
-(GIGGLING)
_________________________________
-(SOFT MUSIC PLAYS)
-(GASPING)
_________________________________
Oh, Daddy!
_________________________________
You made this just for me?
_________________________________
(PANTING)
_________________________________
(FIENDISH CACKLING)
_________________________________
You're the most wonderful father
in the whole world!
_________________________________
(RATTLING)
_________________________________
-OLIVIA: (GASPS) Who is that?
-I... I don't know!
_________________________________
Quickly, dear,
stay in here and don't come out.
_________________________________
(CACKLING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING, STRUGGLING)
_________________________________
(STRUGGLING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
(GLASS BREAKS)
_________________________________
FIDGET: I got you, toy maker!
FLAVERSHAM: Oh, no! Olivia!
_________________________________
(DOOR CLOSES)
_________________________________
(CREAKING)
_________________________________
Daddy, where are you?
_________________________________
Daddy,
_________________________________
where are you?
_________________________________
Daddy!
_________________________________
DAWSON: It was the eve
of our good queen's Diamond Jubilee,
_________________________________
and the year Her Majesty's government
came to the very brink of disaster.
_________________________________
She... (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
I... I... I'm getting ahead of myself.
_________________________________
My name is Dr. David Q. Dawson,
_________________________________
most recently of
the queen's 66th Regiment.
_________________________________
(HORSE NEIGHS)
_________________________________
I had just arrived in London
after lengthy service in Afghanistan,
_________________________________
(THUNDERING)
_________________________________
and was anxious to find a quiet place,
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
preferably dry, hmm...
_________________________________
where I could rest
and find a bit of peace.
_________________________________
Little did I know
_________________________________
that my life was
about to change forever.
_________________________________
(SNIFFLING)
_________________________________
(SOBBING)
_________________________________
Oh! Oh, my!
_________________________________
(SNIFFLING, SOBBING)
_________________________________
-DAWSON: Are you all right, my dear?
-(SNIFFLING)
_________________________________
Come now, come, come, come.
Here, here, dry your eyes.
_________________________________
-(SNIFFLES)
-Ah, yes. Ah, that's better.
_________________________________
Now, tell me,
what's troubling you, my dear?
_________________________________
I... I'm lost.
_________________________________
I... I... I'm trying to find
Basil of Baker Street.
_________________________________
Well, let me see here.
_________________________________
"Famous detective
solves baffling disappearance."
_________________________________
Mmm-hmm. Uh, but, uh...
_________________________________
Where are your mother and father?
_________________________________
(SOBBING) That's why I must find Basil.
_________________________________
There, there, there, there.
Now, now, now, now.
_________________________________
Well, now, I don't know any Basil.
_________________________________
But I do remember
where Baker Street is.
_________________________________
-Now, come with me.
-(THUNDERING)
_________________________________
We'll find this Basil chap together.
_________________________________
(VIOLIN PLAYS)
_________________________________
Good evening, madam. Is this
the residence of Basil of Baker Street?
_________________________________
I'm afraid it is.
_________________________________
He's not here at the moment,
but you're welcome to come in and wait.
_________________________________
Oh, I... I don't want to impose.
_________________________________
It's... it's just, the girl...
_________________________________
Oh, my!
_________________________________
You poor dear!
You must be chilled to the bone!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Oh.
But I know just the thing.
_________________________________
Let me fetch you a pot of tea
and some of my fresh cheese crumpets.
_________________________________
(PUFFING)
_________________________________
A-ha! The villain's slipped this time!
I shall have him!
_________________________________
-(THUNDERING)
-Out of my way! Out of my way!
_________________________________
I say... Oh!
_________________________________
-Who are you?
-What? Oh.
_________________________________
Basil of Baker Street, my good fellow.
_________________________________
-Mr. Basil, I need your help. And...
-All in good time.
_________________________________
But you don't understand.
I'm in terrible trouble.
_________________________________
If you'll excuse me.
_________________________________
-(SIGHS)
-(BASIL HUMMING)
_________________________________
Now... Now see here!
_________________________________
This young lady is
in need of assistance.
_________________________________
-I think you ought to listen...
-Hold this, please, doctor.
_________________________________
Of course.
_________________________________
-(STAMMERING)
-(BASIL HUMMING)
_________________________________
Wait just a moment.
How did you know I was a doctor?
_________________________________
A surgeon, to be exact.
_________________________________
Just returned from military duty
in Afghanistan, am I right?
_________________________________
Why... (CHUCKLES)
Oh, yes. Major David Q. Dawson.
_________________________________
-Uh... But how could you possibly...
-Quite simple, really.
_________________________________
You've sewn your torn cuff together
with a Lembert stitch,
_________________________________
which, of course, only a surgeon uses.
_________________________________
And the thread is
a unique form of catgut
_________________________________
easily distinguished
by its peculiar pungency,
_________________________________
found only in the Afghan provinces.
_________________________________
-Amazing!
-Actually,
_________________________________
it's elementary, my dear Dawson.
_________________________________
(GUN COCKING)
_________________________________
(GUNSHOT)
_________________________________
(BLOWS)
_________________________________
What in heaven's name?
_________________________________
Oh! Oh... My... (SPITS)
_________________________________
My good pillows.
_________________________________
Mr. Basil! (SPITS)
_________________________________
-How many times have I told you...
-Mrs. Judson, it's quite all right.
_________________________________
Uh... (SNIFFS) Mmm.
_________________________________
I believe I smell some of those
delightful cheese crumpets of yours.
_________________________________
-Why don't you fetch our guests some?
-But... (STAMMERING)
_________________________________
Now,
_________________________________
I know that bullet's here somewhere.
_________________________________
-Thank you, Miss...
-Flaversham. Olivia Flaversham.
_________________________________
-Whatever.
-Yes, but you don't understand.
_________________________________
(SOFTLY) Yes.
_________________________________
Yes!
_________________________________
No!
_________________________________
Drat!
_________________________________
Another dead end.
_________________________________
He was within my grasp.
_________________________________
(STRINGS TWANGING)
_________________________________
(PLAYING VIOLIN)
_________________________________
Now, will you please listen to me?
_________________________________
My daddy's gone, and I'm all alone.
_________________________________
Young lady, this is
a most inopportune time.
_________________________________
Surely your mother knows where he is.
_________________________________
I... I don't have a mother.
_________________________________
(VIOLIN SCREECHES)
_________________________________
Well... Um...
_________________________________
Then perhaps...
_________________________________
See here, I simply have
no time for lost fathers.
_________________________________
I didn't lose him. He was taken by a bat.
_________________________________
-Did you say bat?
-(STUTTERING) Yes.
_________________________________
-Did he have a crippled wing?
-I don't know, but he had a peg leg!
_________________________________
I say, do you know him?
_________________________________
Know him? That bat,
one Fidget, by name,
_________________________________
is in the employ of the very fiend
who was the target of my experiment!
_________________________________
The horror of my every waking moment.
The nefarious Professor Ratigan!
_________________________________
(THUNDERING)
_________________________________
-Uh... Ratigan?
-He's a genius, Dawson.
_________________________________
A genius twisted for evil.
_________________________________
-The Napoleon of crime.
-(THUNDERING)
_________________________________
-As bad as all that, eh?
-Worse!
_________________________________
For years, I've tried to capture him,
and I've come close, so very close.
_________________________________
But each time,
he's narrowly evaded my grasp.
_________________________________
Not a corner of London's safe
while Ratigan's at large.
_________________________________
There's no evil scheme
he wouldn't concoct!
_________________________________
No depravity he wouldn't commit.
_________________________________
Who knows what dastardly scheme
_________________________________
that villain may be plotting,
even as we speak?
_________________________________
(RATTLING, POPPING)
_________________________________
(GEARS GRINDING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
Quite an ingenious scheme,
eh, Flaversham?
_________________________________
And aren't you proud to be a part of it?
_________________________________
This whole thing is...
It... it's monstrous.
_________________________________
RATIGAN: We will have our little device
ready by tomorrow evening, won't we?
_________________________________
You know what will happen if you fail.
_________________________________
(BELL RINGS)
_________________________________
I... I... I don't care!
_________________________________
(POPPING, RATTLING)
_________________________________
(SPUTTERING)
_________________________________
You can do what you want with me.
I won't be a part of this... this...
_________________________________
-...this evil any longer.
-(EXHALES SLOWLY)
_________________________________
Very well, if that is your decision.
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Oh, uh, by the way,
_________________________________
I'm taking the liberty
of having your daughter brought here.
_________________________________
-(GASPS) Olivia?
-Yes. Yes.
_________________________________
-Yes. (CHUCKLES) Yes.
-(SOFT MUSIC PLAYS)
_________________________________
I would spend many a sleepless night
_________________________________
if anything unfortunate
were to befall her.
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLES)
-FLAVERSHAM: You... You wouldn't.
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
Finish it, Flaversham!
_________________________________
(DOOR CLOSES)
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
Oh, I love it when I'm nasty.
_________________________________
-(GRUMBLING)
-Fidget.
_________________________________
(SNORING, CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
Fidget!
_________________________________
Bright and alert as always.
_________________________________
Here's the list.
You know what to do, and no mistakes!
_________________________________
(NERVOUS CHUCKLE)
No mistakes, sir.
_________________________________
"Tools, gears, girl, uniforms..."
_________________________________
-Now, Fidget!
-I'm going! I'm going! I'm going!
_________________________________
(CREAKING)
_________________________________
(INDISTINCT CHEERING)
_________________________________
(CLAPPING)
_________________________________
My friends, we are
about to embark on the most odious,
_________________________________
the most evil, the most diabolical
scheme of my illustrious career.
_________________________________
A crime to top all crimes.
A crime that will live in infamy!
_________________________________
(ALL CHEER AND CLAP)
_________________________________
Tomorrow evening,
our beloved monarch
_________________________________
celebrates her Diamond Jubilee.
_________________________________
And with the enthusiastic help
of our good friend, Mr. Flaversham,
_________________________________
(SNICKERING)
_________________________________
it promises to be a night
she will never forget.
_________________________________
Her last night, and my first
_________________________________
as supreme ruler of all mousedom!
_________________________________
(ALL CHEER)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
From the brain that
brought you the Big Ben Caper
_________________________________
The head that made headlines
in every newspaper
_________________________________
And wondrous things like
the Tower Bridge Job
_________________________________
That cunning display
that made Londoners sob
_________________________________
Now comes the real tour de force
_________________________________
Tricky and wicked, of course
_________________________________
My earlier crimes
were fine for their times
_________________________________
But now that I'm at it again
_________________________________
An even grimmer plot
has been simmering
_________________________________
In my great criminal brain
_________________________________
Even meaner?
_________________________________
You mean it?
_________________________________
Worse than the widows
and orphans you drowned
_________________________________
You're the best of the worst around
_________________________________
Oh, Ratigan
_________________________________
The rest fall behind
_________________________________
To Ratigan
_________________________________
The world's greatest criminal mind
_________________________________
Thank you, thank you.
_________________________________
But it hasn't all been
champagne and caviar.
_________________________________
I've had my share of adversity,
_________________________________
thanks to that miserable
second-rate detective,
_________________________________
-Basil of Baker Street.
-(ALL BOOING)
_________________________________
For years, that insufferable pipsqueak
has interfered with my plans.
_________________________________
I haven't had
a moment's peace of mind.
_________________________________
ALL: Aww...
_________________________________
(SNIFFLING, SOBBING)
_________________________________
But all that's in the past!
_________________________________
This time nothing, not even Basil,
can stand in my way!
_________________________________
All will bow before me!
_________________________________
Oh, Ratigan
_________________________________
You're tops and that's that
_________________________________
To Ratigan
_________________________________
To Ratigan, the world's greatest rat
_________________________________
-(HICCUPS)
-(GASPS, COUGHS)
_________________________________
-(ALL GASPING)
-What was that?
_________________________________
-(HICCUPS)
-What did you call me?
_________________________________
-He didn't mean it, professor.
-It was just a slip of the tongue.
_________________________________
I am not a rat!
_________________________________
-'Course you're not. You're a mouse!
-That's right. A mouse.
_________________________________
-Yeah, a big mouse.
-Silence!
_________________________________
Oh, my dear Bartholomew,
_________________________________
I'm afraid that
you've gone and upset me.
_________________________________
You know what happens
when someone upsets me.
_________________________________
(ALL SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
-(BELL RINGS)
-(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
(DRUNKENLY) Oh, Ratigan
_________________________________
Oh, Ratigan
_________________________________
You're the tops and that's that
_________________________________
(HICCUPS) Oh, dear.
_________________________________
To Ratigan
_________________________________
-To Ratigan
-(MOANING)
_________________________________
The world's greatest...
_________________________________
-(GULPING)
-(GASPING)
_________________________________
(CAT SMACKING, MEOWING)
_________________________________
(SNIFFLES)
_________________________________
Oh, Felicia, my precious, my baby.
_________________________________
Did Daddy's little honey bun
enjoy her tasty treat?
_________________________________
(BURPS)
_________________________________
I trust there will be
no further interruptions.
_________________________________
(MURMURING INDISTINCTLY)
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT) And now,
as you were singing...
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
Even louder
_________________________________
We'll shout it
_________________________________
No one can doubt
what we know you can do
_________________________________
-(LAUGHING)
-You're more evil than even you
_________________________________
Oh, Ratigan
_________________________________
-Oh, Ratigan
-Ah...
_________________________________
-You're one of a kind
-(RATIGAN LAUGHING)
_________________________________
To Ratigan
To Ratigan
_________________________________
Hey.
_________________________________
The world's greatest criminal
_________________________________
Mind
_________________________________
(THUNDERING)
_________________________________
BASIL: This case is most intriguing
_________________________________
with its multiplicity of elements,
its many twists and turns.
_________________________________
Now, you're certain
you've told me everything?
_________________________________
The slightest detail may be important.
_________________________________
It's just as I said.
And then my father was gone.
_________________________________
What do you make of it?
_________________________________
Ratigan's up to something.
_________________________________
A crime of the most
sinister nature, no doubt.
_________________________________
The question is...
What would he want with a toymaker?
_________________________________
-(THUNDERING)
-(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
Quickly, we've not a moment to lose!
_________________________________
(STUTTERING)
I'm right behind you, Basil.
_________________________________
No... No sign
of the blackguard anywhere.
_________________________________
Not quite, Dawson.
He left some rather unusual footprints.
_________________________________
They belong to the same fiend
who abducted the girl's father.
_________________________________
-Ratigan's peg-legged lackey.
-Uh... Basil?
_________________________________
A-ha!
_________________________________
Excellent work, old man.
(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
Now there's nothing
to be afraid of, my dear.
_________________________________
-The scoundrel's quite gone.
-But not for long, Miss Flamhammer.
_________________________________
-Flaversham!
-Whatever. Now...
_________________________________
We simply pursue
our peg-legged friend
_________________________________
until he leads us to the girl's father.
_________________________________
-Then you'll get my daddy back?
-Yes!
_________________________________
And quite soon, if I'm not mistaken.
_________________________________
Now, hurry along, Dawson.
_________________________________
We must be off to Toby's.
_________________________________
-Toby's?
-Oh, you must meet him.
_________________________________
-He's just the chap for this.
-You... You want me to come?
_________________________________
I should think
a stout-hearted army mouse like you
_________________________________
would leap at the chance for adventure.
_________________________________
-Well, I am rather curious.
-Wait for me! I'm coming too!
_________________________________
What? Certainly not!
This is no business for children.
_________________________________
-Are we going to take a cab?
-(SIGHING)
_________________________________
My dear, I don't think you understand.
_________________________________
-It will be quite dangerous.
-(CRUNCHING, STRINGS TWANG)
_________________________________
Oh! Why, you... Look what...
_________________________________
(INHALES SHARPLY, GROANS)
_________________________________
Young lady, you are most definitely
not accompanying us.
_________________________________
And that is final!
_________________________________
And not a word out of you.
_________________________________
-Is that clear? I...
-Shh!
_________________________________
HOLMES: I observe that there's a good
deal of German music on the program.
deal of German music on the program.
_________________________________
It is introspective,
and I want to introspect.
_________________________________
WATSON: But, Holmes, that music
is so frightfully dull.
_________________________________
HOLMES: Come on.
_________________________________
(DOOR CLOSES)
_________________________________
Toby?
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Who is Toby?
_________________________________
Well, my dear, Toby is, uh...
_________________________________
Well, he's, uh...
_________________________________
-I say, Basil, who is this Toby chap?
-(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
-Ah! Here he is now.
-(PANTING)
_________________________________
-Dawson, Toby.
-(CHUCKLING NERVOUSLY)
_________________________________
Charmed, I'm sure.
_________________________________
(GROWLING)
_________________________________
Now, Toby, stop that!
Toby, cease! Desist!
_________________________________
Frightfully sorry, old man.
_________________________________
He has the most splendid sense
of smell of any hound I've trained.
_________________________________
-But he can be deucedly frisky.
-(SNIFFING)
_________________________________
-Hello, Toby!
-(SNIFFING)
_________________________________
(GIGGLES) Silly doggy!
_________________________________
Would you like a crumpet?
_________________________________
Now, Toby? To the matter at hand.
_________________________________
I want you to...
_________________________________
-(GIGGLING)
-(BASIL WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(CLEARING THROAT)
_________________________________
Good, now, Toby...
_________________________________
Toby...
_________________________________
-I want you to find this fiend.
-(GROWLING)
_________________________________
Yes, you know his type. A villain.
_________________________________
A scoundrel! (SNARLING)
_________________________________
Low brow. Close-set eyes. Broken wing.
_________________________________
He's a peg-legged bat
with a broken wing.
_________________________________
-(GROWLING)
-Yes! That's the spirit!
_________________________________
Got his scent? Good boy!
Good boy! (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
-Miss Flamchester!
-BOTH: Flaversham!
_________________________________
Whatever. Your father
is as good as found.
_________________________________
Toby,
_________________________________
sic 'em!
_________________________________
A-ha! Yoinks! Tally-ho!
_________________________________
(BASIL LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(SNIFFING)
_________________________________
(HOWLING, BARKING)
_________________________________
The thrill of the hunt, eh, Dawson?
_________________________________
A-ha! (STUTTERING)
Quite!
_________________________________
Hoo-hoo! Our peg-legged quarry
can't be far now.
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
"Get the following.
_________________________________
"Tools." Check. I got tools.
"Gears." Double-check. I got gears.
_________________________________
"Girl." No, didn't get girl. "Uniforms."
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) I got plenty uniforms.
_________________________________
-(HOWLING)
-Oh, no. I gotta hide. I gotta hide.
_________________________________
I gotta hide!
_________________________________
(TOBY HOWLS)
_________________________________
Splendid job, Toby!
_________________________________
(GROWLING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Now, Toby, sit.
_________________________________
-Toby, sit.
-Sit, Toby.
_________________________________
Good boy. If you'll excuse me.
_________________________________
You be good now.
_________________________________
We're going to find my father.
_________________________________
Here is our friend's entrance.
_________________________________
But, Basil, how could he fit
in through such a tiny...
_________________________________
Observe, doctor.
_________________________________
Basil, you astound me!
_________________________________
Shh.
_________________________________
Oh. I... I beg your pardon...
_________________________________
Oh, my.
_________________________________
Upon my word,
I've never seen so many toys.
_________________________________
Behind any of which could lurk
a bloodthirsty assassin.
_________________________________
So please, doctor, be very careful.
_________________________________
(CREAKING)
_________________________________
(MARCHING BAND MUSIC PLAYS)
_________________________________
(STAMMERING) Oh!
_________________________________
Please!
_________________________________
(WHISPERS) Quiet.
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Don't let this girl
out of your sight.
_________________________________
(WHISPERING)
Now, Olivia, dear, stay close.
_________________________________
Hmm...
_________________________________
Checkmate.
_________________________________
A-ha!
_________________________________
Evidence of our peg-legged adversary.
_________________________________
Mmm-hmm. Oh, oh, oh, oh.
_________________________________
-Hmm. How very odd.
-What is it, Basil?
_________________________________
Isn't it painfully obvious, doctor?
_________________________________
These dolls have been
stripped of their uniforms.
_________________________________
And not by any child, either.
_________________________________
(GASPS) Hello.
_________________________________
Someone has taken the liberty
_________________________________
of removing the clockwork mechanisms
from these toys.
_________________________________
-Basil.
-Please, I'm trying to concentrate.
_________________________________
-But Basil, I...
-(SOFT MUSIC PLAYS)
_________________________________
(BARKS)
_________________________________
(VIOLIN PLAYING)
_________________________________
(GEARS CLICKING)
_________________________________
(JACK-IN-THE-BOX LAUGHS)
_________________________________
-(GEARS CLICKING)
-(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
_________________________________
-(GROWLS)
-(OLIVIA SCREAMS)
_________________________________
-Olivia!
-Gotcha! (LAUGHS)
_________________________________
Quickly, doctor!
_________________________________
(HOLLERING) Look out!
_________________________________
(CREAKING)
(CREAKING)
_________________________________
-(GRUNTING, LAUGHS)
-(GEARS WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(MARCHING BAND MUSIC PLAYS)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) Bye-bye. Bye-bye!
_________________________________
(GROWLING, BARKING)
_________________________________
(RINGING)
_________________________________
Stop, you fiend!
_________________________________
-(CACKLING)
-(OLIVIA GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(MUFFLED) Help! Uncle Basil, help!
_________________________________
I got the gears, I got the tools
I got the uniforms
_________________________________
I got the girl
_________________________________
(LAUGHS TO MELODY)
_________________________________
Basil! Basil!
_________________________________
DOLL: Mama, Mama.
_________________________________
-Mama.
-(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-Basil! Olivia... Olivia, she's...
-DOLL: Mama.
_________________________________
-Yes! She's gone, Dawson!
-Mama.
_________________________________
-Confound it!
-DOLL: Mama.
_________________________________
-I told you to watch over the girl.
-DOLL: Mama.
_________________________________
(BASIL GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Now she's been spirited away
by that maniacal little monster.
_________________________________
Soon to be in the clutches of the most
depraved mind in all of London!
_________________________________
I should have known better than to...
_________________________________
Than to...
_________________________________
Eh... I... Uh... Dawson?
_________________________________
Dawson?
_________________________________
I say, Dawson, old chap?
_________________________________
Oh. Uh... Poor girl. (SNIFFLES)
I should have watched her more closely.
_________________________________
Don't worry, old fellow.
_________________________________
It's not entirely hopeless.
_________________________________
-We'll get her back.
-(SNIFFLES)
_________________________________
Do... Do you think there's a chance?
_________________________________
There's always a chance, doctor,
_________________________________
as long as one can think.
_________________________________
(SNIFFING) Mmm.
_________________________________
"Get the following.
_________________________________
-"Tools, gears..."
-BASIL: What?
_________________________________
-"...girl..."
-"Get the..."
_________________________________
Dawson, you've done it!
_________________________________
This list is precisely what we need.
_________________________________
-What?
-Quickly, back to Baker Street.
_________________________________
Mr. Flaversham...
_________________________________
(SNICKERING)
_________________________________
Allow me to present
your charming daughter.
_________________________________
-Olivia!
-Father!
_________________________________
-(GRUNTS)
-Ow! My foot! My only foot!
_________________________________
Oh, Father! (SNIFFLING)
I thought I'd never find you.
_________________________________
There, there, my bairn. I'm all right.
_________________________________
I was so worried about my little girl.
_________________________________
(FEIGNS SNIFFLING)
Oh, how sweet.
_________________________________
Oh, I just love tearful reunions.
_________________________________
-Now, come along, my dear.
-Oh, please! Please!
_________________________________
-Olivia! Oh, please, professor!
-Father!
_________________________________
Now, now...
_________________________________
Fidget will take good care of her.
_________________________________
That is, as long
as we have no further delays.
_________________________________
Yes, yes, I'll finish it.
Oh, just don't hurt my daughter.
_________________________________
Remember, it must be ready tonight.
_________________________________
-(HUMMING)
-Stop! Let me go!
_________________________________
You ugly old thing!
_________________________________
-That ought to hold you!
-Help! Let me out! Let me out!
_________________________________
See how you like that.
_________________________________
(BLOWS RASPBERRY)
_________________________________
Ah, the uniforms.
Fidget, I knew I could rely on you.
_________________________________
Now, you didn't forget anything?
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) No problem.
_________________________________
I took care of everything.
Everything on the list.
_________________________________
Uh-oh.
_________________________________
-What's wrong?
-The list, I know...
_________________________________
-Where is the list?
-The list, yeah, yeah, yeah.
_________________________________
You see, it was like this.
_________________________________
I was in the toy store
getting uniforms when I heard...
_________________________________
-You're not coming through.
-(PANTING)
_________________________________
A dog came. I ran.
_________________________________
I had baby bonnet, girl in bag
and Basil chased me.
_________________________________
What? Basil on the case!
_________________________________
Why you gibbering little...
_________________________________
(GASPING, GRUNTING, GROANING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES, INHALES DEEPLY)
_________________________________
Oh, my dear Fidget. You have been
hanging upside down too long.
_________________________________
You mean, you're not mad?
I'm glad you're taking it so well.
_________________________________
(BELL RINGING)
_________________________________
(FIDGET SCREAMS)
(FIDGET SCREAMS)
_________________________________
Not me, you idiot.
No, stop you stupid fur ball!
_________________________________
(MUFFLED) Open up! Open up! Oh!
Ay! Ah! You're hurting my wings!
_________________________________
How dare that idiot Basil poke his nose
into my scheme and foul up everything!
_________________________________
FIDGET: Let me out! Let me out!
_________________________________
Help...
_________________________________
I can just see that insufferable grin
on his smug face.
_________________________________
(FIDGET STRUGGLING)
_________________________________
Yes, yes, I can just see it.
_________________________________
(SNICKERING)
_________________________________
-Felicia, release him.
-FIDGET: I'm too young to die!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Fidget, you delightful little maniac.
_________________________________
You've presented me
with a singular opportunity.
_________________________________
(THUMPS)
_________________________________
Poor Basil!
Oh, he is in for a little surprise.
_________________________________
(SNICKERS)
_________________________________
Offhand, I can deduce very little.
_________________________________
Only that the words are written
with a broad-pointed quill pen
_________________________________
which has spattered, twice.
That the paper is of
_________________________________
native Mongolian manufacture,
no watermark.
_________________________________
And has been gummed,
if I'm not in error
_________________________________
(SNIFFS)
_________________________________
by a bat who has
been drinking Rodent's Delight,
_________________________________
a cheap brandy sold only
in the seediest pubs.
_________________________________
-Hmm. Amazing.
-Oh, not really, doctor.
_________________________________
We still don't know where it came from.
_________________________________
Perhaps a closer inspection
will tell us something.
_________________________________
Mmm-hmm. Hmm.
_________________________________
Mmm-hmm.
_________________________________
Coal dust.
_________________________________
Clearly of the type used in sewer lamps.
_________________________________
-But Basil...
-Shh. Don't speak!
_________________________________
Excuse me, Dawson.
_________________________________
Steady hand.
_________________________________
(BUBBLING)
_________________________________
-(BUBBLING RAPIDLY)
-Yes. Yes. Good.
_________________________________
Come along, come along, come along,
come along, come along.
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) Yes, yes.
Good, good. Mmm.
_________________________________
No, bad. Good, good. Go, yeah.
Come along. Come along, come on.
_________________________________
Don't go back up.
Yes. Come along. Come on.
_________________________________
Yes... Yes!
_________________________________
(CHORTLES) We've done it, old fellow!
_________________________________
This reaction
could only have been triggered
_________________________________
by the paper's extreme saturation
by the paper's extreme saturation
with distillation of sodium chloride.
_________________________________
Salt water? Great Scott.
_________________________________
It proves, beyond a doubt,
_________________________________
this list came from the riverfront area.
_________________________________
Now, steady on there, Basil.
_________________________________
No, no. Elementary, my dear Dawson.
_________________________________
We merely look
for a seedy pub at the only spot
_________________________________
where the sewer connects
to the waterfront.
_________________________________
-(DOCK CREAKS)
-BASIL: (WHISPERING) Stay, Toby.
_________________________________
Stay.
_________________________________
Stay.
_________________________________
DAWSON: Basil?
_________________________________
-Come, come, Dawson.
-I feel utterly ridiculous.
_________________________________
BASIL: Don't be absurd.
You look perfect.
_________________________________
-Perfect? Perfectly foolish.
-Shh, shh, shh, shh.
_________________________________
-(PIANO PLAYING)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
_________________________________
(MEN GRUMBLING, MURMURING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Dawson,
_________________________________
stay close and do as I do.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Oh, I do beg your pardon, madam.
Quite unintentional
_________________________________
(COUGHING) I assure you.
_________________________________
-(LAUGHING)
-(DAWSON CONTINUES COUGHING)
_________________________________
How impertinent!
_________________________________
Remember, we're low-life ruffians.
_________________________________
I was until that...
_________________________________
Shh, shh.
_________________________________
-(CLAPPING)
-(CROWD BOOING)
_________________________________
Get off, you eight-legged bum!
_________________________________
What's your pleasure, mates?
_________________________________
(STAMMERING) I'll have a dry sherry
with, uh... Oh, perhaps a twist of...
_________________________________
(STIFLED GRUNT)
_________________________________
(GRUFFLY) Two pints
for me and my shipmate.
_________________________________
Oh, by the way, we just got into port.
_________________________________
We're looking for an old friend of mine.
_________________________________
Maybe you know him.
_________________________________
Goes by the name of Ratigan!
_________________________________
-(GASPS)
-(ALL INHALE SHARPLY)
_________________________________
I... uh... never heard of him.
_________________________________
(UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS)
_________________________________
MAN: Boo!
_________________________________
(ALL BOOING)
_________________________________
(MEN LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Dearest friends
dear gentlemen
_________________________________
Listen to my song
_________________________________
Life down here's been hard for you
_________________________________
Life has made you strong
_________________________________
Let me lift the mood
_________________________________
With my attitude
_________________________________
Hey, fellas
_________________________________
The time is right
_________________________________
Get ready
_________________________________
Tonight's the night
_________________________________
Boys, what you're hoping for
will come true
_________________________________
Let me be good to you
_________________________________
You tough guys
_________________________________
You're feeling all alone
_________________________________
You rough guys
_________________________________
The best o' you sailors and bums
_________________________________
All o' my chums
_________________________________
So dream on
_________________________________
And drink your beer
_________________________________
Get cozy
_________________________________
Your baby's here
_________________________________
You won't be misunderstood
_________________________________
Let me be good to you
_________________________________
Hey, fellas
_________________________________
-I'll take off all my blues
-(MEN WHOOPING)
_________________________________
Hey, fellas
_________________________________
There's nothing I won't do
_________________________________
Just for you
_________________________________
-(UP-TEMPO MUSIC CONTINUES)
-(MEN WHOOPING, WHISTLING)
_________________________________
There you are, boys.
It's, uh... on the house.
_________________________________
I say, how very generous.
_________________________________
Dawson,
_________________________________
these drinks have been drugged.
_________________________________
(DRUNKENLY) Has a rather
nice bite to it.
_________________________________
(GIGGLES)
_________________________________
Jolly good, ladies. Jolly good.
_________________________________
Dawson, get a hold of yourself.
_________________________________
Oh, bravo! Bravo!
_________________________________
(PEG-LEG THUDDING)
_________________________________
-FEMALE: (SINGING) So dream on
-Whoops!
_________________________________
-And drink your beer
-(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
BASIL: If it isn't
our peg-legged friend.
our peg-legged friend.
_________________________________
Dawson... Oh, what luck!
_________________________________
Dawson? Dawson!
_________________________________
Your baby's gonna come through
_________________________________
Let me be good
_________________________________
To you
_________________________________
(GIGGLES)
_________________________________
(CRASHING)
_________________________________
Yeah!
_________________________________
(MEN CHATTERING, LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(SQUEALS)
_________________________________
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
_________________________________
-(GUNSHOT)
-(GLASS BREAKING)
_________________________________
-Dawson. Dawson!
-What? Wha... What!
_________________________________
-What in heaven's name is going on?
-I've spotted our peg-legged...
_________________________________
Come on, old fellow.
There's not a moment to lose.
_________________________________
-(ALL SHOUTING)
-(GUNSHOT)
_________________________________
(FIDGET HUMMING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Let me be good to you
_________________________________
(CONTINUES HUMMING)
_________________________________
So dream on and drink your beer
_________________________________
-Your baby's here
-DAWSON: Basil?
_________________________________
Basil?
_________________________________
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
_________________________________
(WHISPERS) Follow me.
_________________________________
DAWSON: Great Scott.
I can't see a thing.
_________________________________
BASIL: Grab my coat and follow along.
No, no, no, not that way.
_________________________________
Dawson, look out for your...
_________________________________
-(METAL CLANGS)
-DAWSON: Ow! Confound it!
_________________________________
Do you have any idea
where we're going?
_________________________________
BASIL: But of course. Left turn.
_________________________________
Right turn here, doctor.
_________________________________
(CREAKING)
_________________________________
A-ha! Dawson! We found it!
Ratigan's secret lair.
_________________________________
And it's filthier than I imagined.
_________________________________
-(GASPING)
-BASIL: Dawson, the bottle!
_________________________________
-(STRAINING) It's stuck.
-Olivia?
_________________________________
(SMOOCH)
_________________________________
MEN: (SHOUTING) Surprise!
_________________________________
-(CLAPPING)
-(MEN LAUGH)
_________________________________
Bravo! Bravo!
_________________________________
A marvelous performance.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
Though, frankly,
I expected you 15 minutes earlier.
_________________________________
Trouble with the chemistry set, old boy?
_________________________________
(MEN LAUGH)
_________________________________
Ratigan, no one can have
a higher opinion of you than I have,
_________________________________
and I think you're a slimy,
contemptible sewer rat.
_________________________________
(MEN GASP)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
By the way, Basil,
I just love your disguise.
_________________________________
(MEN LAUGH)
_________________________________
Really, one would hardly recognize you.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
The greatest... (STIFLING LAUGHTER)
...detective in all mousedom!
_________________________________
Ratigan, so help me,
_________________________________
I'll see you behind bars yet!
_________________________________
You fool! Isn't it clear to you?
_________________________________
The superior mind has triumphed.
_________________________________
I've won!
_________________________________
-(LAUGHING HYSTERICALLY)
-(CHUCKLING HEARTILY)
_________________________________
Oh, I love it! I love it!
_________________________________
(CACKLING)
_________________________________
Oh, I love it! I love it!
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
You don't know what
a delightful dilemma it was
_________________________________
trying to decide on the most
appropriate method for your demise.
_________________________________
I had so many ingenious ideas,
_________________________________
I didn't know which to choose.
_________________________________
So, I decided to use them all.
_________________________________
Marvelous, isn't it?
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) But here,
let me show you how it works.
_________________________________
Picture this.
_________________________________
First, a sprightly tune
I've recorded especially for you.
_________________________________
As the song plays, the cord tightens,
_________________________________
and when the song ends,
the metal ball is released,
_________________________________
rolling along its merry way until...
_________________________________
Snap!
_________________________________
Boom.
_________________________________
Twang.
_________________________________
Thunk.
_________________________________
Splat! And, so ends the short,
_________________________________
undistinguished career
of Basil of Baker Street.
_________________________________
-You're despicable!
-(SNICKERS) Yes.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
-Everything's ready?
-All set, boss.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Oh, this is wicked!
_________________________________
So delightfully wicked.
_________________________________
Mr. Flaversham,
_________________________________
let me congratulate you
on a superb piece of craftsmanship.
_________________________________
See what you can do
with the proper motivation? (CACKLES)
_________________________________
-You all know the plan.
-ALL: Right, professor.
_________________________________
(MEOWS)
_________________________________
It was my fond hope to stay
and witness your final scene,
_________________________________
but you were 15 minutes late,
_________________________________
and I do have an important engagement
at Buckingham Palace.
_________________________________
Now, you will remember
to smile for the camera, won't you?
_________________________________
Hmm?
_________________________________
Say, "cheese". (SNICKERS)
_________________________________
-You fiend!
-Sorry, chubby.
_________________________________
You should've chosen
your friends more carefully.
_________________________________
(UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS)
_________________________________
RATIGAN: Goodbye so soon
_________________________________
And isn't this a crime
_________________________________
We know by now that time...
_________________________________
Adieu, auf wiedersehen,
arrivederci, farewell.
_________________________________
(MOCKINGLY) Bye, bye, Basil.
_________________________________
With time so short
I'll say so long
_________________________________
And go so soon
_________________________________
Goodbye
_________________________________
You followed me
I followed you
_________________________________
We were like each other's
shadows for a while
_________________________________
Now as you see
this game is through
_________________________________
So although it hurts
_________________________________
Wh... What did he mean,
an engagement at Buckingham Palace?
_________________________________
(SIGHS) Haven't you
figured it out yet, doctor?
_________________________________
The queen's in danger,
and the Empire's doomed.
_________________________________
The queen?
_________________________________
(RULE BRITANNIA PLAYS)
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
(THUMPING)
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Psst. Over here.
Come on. Over here.
_________________________________
(CONTINUES HUMMING)
_________________________________
-(KNOCK ON DOOR)
-Hmm.
_________________________________
-Come in.
-Begging Your Majesty's pardon.
_________________________________
A present has arrived
in honor of your jubilee.
_________________________________
A present? Oh, how wonderful!
_________________________________
(SIGHS) I just adore jubilees.
_________________________________
Here you are, sweetheart.
_________________________________
Have you been with us long?
_________________________________
"To our beloved queen,
this gift we send
_________________________________
"as her 60 year reign
_________________________________
"comes to an end"?
_________________________________
How extraordinary!
_________________________________
(RATTLING, POPPING)
_________________________________
(CLICKING)
_________________________________
Goodness gracious!
_________________________________
Amazing likeness, isn't it,
Your Majesty?
_________________________________
Professor Ratigan!
_________________________________
Guards! Seize this despicable creature!
_________________________________
(SNICKERING)
_________________________________
-Guards, seize this...
-ROBOTIC VOICE: Despicable creature!
_________________________________
-Oh, how dare you!
-Take her away.
_________________________________
-(BELL RINGS)
-Let go of me, you ruffians!
_________________________________
FIDGET: Move along, honey!
FIDGET: Move along, honey!
QUEEN: You fiends!
_________________________________
Traitors!
_________________________________
So although it hurts
_________________________________
-I'll try to smile as I say
-(STRUGGLING, GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Goodbye so soon
_________________________________
And isn't this...
_________________________________
-Basil?
-(GROANS)
_________________________________
-Basil!
-Oh, how could I have been so blind?
_________________________________
We all make mistakes.
We can't let that stop us.
_________________________________
We have to...
_________________________________
Ratigan's proved
he's more clever than I.
_________________________________
He would never have walked into
such an obvious trap.
_________________________________
Oh, pull yourself together!
You can stop that villain! Why...
_________________________________
-Why...
-(RECORD SKIPPING)
_________________________________
So long... So long... So long
_________________________________
Basil! The record!
_________________________________
Oh, it's finally happened.
I've been outwitted.
_________________________________
-Basil, please!
-Beaten! Duped!
_________________________________
Made a fool of! Oh, ridiculed!
_________________________________
-Belittled!
-That's enough!
_________________________________
Dash it all, Basil! The queen's
in danger. Olivia's counting on us.
_________________________________
We're about to be splattered, and all
you can do is feel sorry for yourself.
_________________________________
Well, I know you can save us.
_________________________________
But if you've given up, then
set it off now and be done with it.
_________________________________
We know by now
that time knows how to fly
_________________________________
Set it off now.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Yes. We...
_________________________________
-We'll set the trap off now!
-Basil! Wait!
_________________________________
I didn't mean that we ought... (GASPS)
_________________________________
-(SONG ENDS, GRINDING)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
Angle of the trajectory,
_________________________________
multiplied by the square root
of an isosceles triangle,
_________________________________
(MUMBLING)
_________________________________
dividing Guttermeg's principle
of opposing forces in motion,
_________________________________
and adjusting for
the difference in equilibrium...
_________________________________
Dawson, at the exact moment I tell you,
_________________________________
we must release
the triggering mechanism.
_________________________________
-What?
-Get ready, Dawson.
_________________________________
-Steady.
-(STRAINING)
_________________________________
-Now!
-(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
Thank you, Dawson.
_________________________________
-Smile everyone!
-(CAMERA FLASHES)
_________________________________
(DRUMROLL)
_________________________________
(APPLAUSE)
(APPLAUSE)
_________________________________
ROBOTIC VOICE OF QUEEN:
On this most august occasion,
_________________________________
we are gathered here
not only to commemorate
_________________________________
my 60 years as queen,
but to honor one...
_________________________________
FLAVERSHAM: Of truly noble stature.
_________________________________
"I present to you
a statesman among mice.
_________________________________
"A gifted leader..."
_________________________________
A crusader for justice...
_________________________________
-Over here, fatty. You're a ton, toots.
-(MUFFLED SHOUTS)
_________________________________
Here kitty, kitty. Time for mouse chow.
_________________________________
A majestic mountain of humility,
_________________________________
and my new royal consort,
_________________________________
Professor Ratigan.
_________________________________
(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
-(WHISTLES)
-(TOBY BARKING)
_________________________________
BASIL: Toby!
_________________________________
-(PANTING)
-(GIGGLES)
_________________________________
The game's afoot, Toby.
Our queen is in mortal danger.
_________________________________
(GROWLING)
_________________________________
-To Buckingham Palace!
-(BARKING)
_________________________________
Thank you, Your Majesty.
_________________________________
And now, as your new royal consort,
_________________________________
I have a few slight suggestions.
_________________________________
(CLEARING THROAT) Item one...
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-(STRAINING)
-Stop it!
_________________________________
-(BARKING)
-(NEIGHING)
_________________________________
(SNICKERING)
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
FIDGET: Open wide.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Bye-bye.
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
Down, kitty! Down!
_________________________________
(BARKING, GROWLING)
_________________________________
-(SCREECHES)
-(BARKING)
_________________________________
Item 96... (SNICKERS SOFTLY)
_________________________________
"A heavy tax shall be levied
against all parasites and sponges,
_________________________________
"such as the elderly, the infirm,
_________________________________
"and especially little children."
_________________________________
That's ridiculous. You're insane.
_________________________________
Perhaps I haven't made myself clear.
_________________________________
I have the power!
_________________________________
-Of course you do.
-I am supreme.
_________________________________
-Only you.
-This is my kingdom!
_________________________________
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT)
_________________________________
That is, of course,
with Your Highness' permission.
_________________________________
Most assuredly,
_________________________________
-you insidious fiend.
-What?
_________________________________
-You're not my royal consort.
-What a sense of humor.
_________________________________
-You're a cheap fraud and impostor.
-Flaversham!
_________________________________
A corrupt, vicious, demented,
low-life scoundrel.
_________________________________
There's no evil scheme
you wouldn't concoct.
_________________________________
No depravity you wouldn't commit.
_________________________________
You, professor,
_________________________________
are none other than
a foul, stenchus rodentus,
_________________________________
commonly known as a...
_________________________________
-Don't say it!
-Sewer rat!
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
Arrest that fiend!
_________________________________
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
_________________________________
(STRAINING, GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-(SCREECHING)
-(BARKING)
_________________________________
(SNICKERS)
_________________________________
-(SCREECHING)
-(DOGS BARKING)
_________________________________
(WHISTLES)
The girl! The girl!
_________________________________
Stay where you are, or the girl dies!
_________________________________
Hurry, Dawson!
_________________________________
There he goes!
_________________________________
Dawson! Flaversham!
Gather up those balloons.
_________________________________
-(THUNDERING)
-(PANTING)
_________________________________
Just wait! Basil's smarter than you!
_________________________________
He's going to put you in jail.
_________________________________
He's not afraid of a big old,
ugly rat like you.
_________________________________
Would you kindly sit down and shut up!
_________________________________
Let her go, chaps!
_________________________________
(GASPING, COUGHING)
_________________________________
We have to lighten the load.
_________________________________
Oh, you want to lighten the load?
_________________________________
-Excellent idea.
-(SNICKERING) No!
_________________________________
No! Not me! I can't fly! I can't fly!
_________________________________
(FIDGET SPLASHES)
_________________________________
Steady!
_________________________________
-(SCREAMS)
-(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
(YELLS)
_________________________________
(GLASS SHATTERING)
_________________________________
(THUNDERING)
_________________________________
(CREAKING)
_________________________________
(CLOCK TICKING)
_________________________________
(GEARS CLANKING)
_________________________________
(MUFFLED GROANING)
_________________________________
Basil, look out!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
(FABRIC RIPPING)
(FABRIC RIPPING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(THUNDERING)
_________________________________
(SNARLING)
_________________________________
Closer, Dawson!
_________________________________
Closer!
_________________________________
OLIVIA: Daddy, I can't reach!
I can't reach!
_________________________________
Basil! Over here!
_________________________________
(SHOUTS)
_________________________________
There's no escape this time, Basil!
_________________________________
-(THUNDERING)
-(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(GROWLING)
_________________________________
-(BELL TOLLING)
-(THUNDERING)
_________________________________
(INHALING DEEPLY)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
I've won!
_________________________________
-(LAUGHING)
-(THUNDERING)
_________________________________
BASIL: On the contrary!
_________________________________
The game's not over yet!
_________________________________
(BELL TINKLING)
_________________________________
(BELL TOLLING)
_________________________________
-(SCREAMING)
-Oh!
_________________________________
-(SCREAMING)
-(BELL TOLLING)
_________________________________
(SOBBING)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
-DAWSON: (LAUGHING) Hooray!
-Hooray! It's Basil!
_________________________________
-Good fellow!
-Jolly good!
_________________________________
DAWSON: To be thanked
by the queen herself.
_________________________________
Oh, how very thrilling.
_________________________________
-Hey, Basil?
-All in a day's work, doctor.
_________________________________
Oh, Dr. Dawson, you were wonderful.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Indeed.
_________________________________
Oh, my, we're late to catch our train.
_________________________________
-Come along, Olivia.
-Yes, Father.
_________________________________
Goodbye, Basil. (SNIFFLES)
I... I'll never forget you.
_________________________________
Nor I you, Miss... Miss Flangerhanger.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Whatever.
_________________________________
-Goodbye, Dr. Dawson.
-Goodbye, my dear.
_________________________________
(WHISPERS) Goodbye.
_________________________________
Well, um...
_________________________________
-not a bad little girl, actually.
-Not at all.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
Well, it's time I was on my way, too.
_________________________________
But...
_________________________________
-But I thought...
-But I thought...
-Well, the case is over.
_________________________________
Perhaps it's...
_________________________________
Well, perhaps it's best
I found my own living quarters.
_________________________________
But... Now who can that be?
_________________________________
Is this the home of the famous
Basil of Baker Street?
_________________________________
Indeed it is, miss.
_________________________________
-You look as if you're in some trouble.
-(SOBBING)
_________________________________
Oh, I am! I am!
_________________________________
Then, you've come to precisely
the right place.
_________________________________
Allow me to introduce
my trusted associate, Dr. Dawson,
_________________________________
with whom I do all my cases.
Isn't that right, doctor?
_________________________________
Wha... What? Yes, yes!
Wha... What? Yes, yes!
By all means.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Mmm.
_________________________________
As you can see,
_________________________________
this young lady has just arrived
from the Hampstead District,
_________________________________
and is troubled
about the disappearance
_________________________________
of an emerald ring, missing from
the third finger of her right hand.
_________________________________
Now, tell me your story,
Now, tell me your story,
and pray, be precise.
_________________________________
DAWSON: From that time on,
Basil and I were a close team
_________________________________
and over the years,
we had many cases together.
_________________________________
But I shall always look back
on that first with the most fondness.
_________________________________
My introduction
My introduction
to Basil of Baker Street,
_________________________________
the great mouse detective.
_________________________________
_________________________________
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