- Sherlock Holmes: A great detective relies on perception, intelligence, and imagination.
- Lestrade: [amused] Where'd you get that rubbish from?
- Sherlock Holmes: It's framed on the wall behind you.
- John Watson: [after a hallucination involving food] Yes, Mister French Pastry. I have nothing whatsoever to say to you. I trust you have nothing to say to me.
- Ehtar: [suddenly appears above them gun in hand] HOLMES!
- Elizabeth Hardy: [screams] NO
- [jumps in front of Holmes as Ehtar fires]
- Ehtar: [snarls as she fatally takes the bullet] DAMN!
- John Watson: [bewildered] Where you going? Holmes You'll Be Killed
- Sherlock Holmes: [growling as he snatches up a sword] I'm going to get him
- [shouts]
- Sherlock Holmes: Ehtar! You're nothing but a damn fraud!
- Ehtar: [smugly] And you, Holmes, are letting your emotions get the better of you again!
- [fires again but Sherlock dodges the shot]
- John Watson: My name is...
- Sherlock Holmes: Wait - let me. Your name is James Watson. You're from the north of England, your father is a doctor, you spend a considerable amount of leisure time writing, and you haver a particular fondness for custard tarts. Am I correct?
- John Watson: My name isn't James, it's John.
- Sherlock Holmes: James, John - what's the difference?
- John Watson: A great deal.
- Sherlock Holmes: Very well, so your name is John. How did I do on the others?
- John Watson: You were correct. On every count. How is it done? Is it some sort of magic trick?
- Sherlock Holmes: No magic, Watson. Pure and simple deduction. The name-tag on your mattress reads "J Watson". I selected the most common name that begins with "J" - "James". "John" would have been my second choice. Your particular style of shoes are not made in the city. I've only encountered them once before during a brief visit to the north of England. The middle finger of your left hand is indented with a callus, the trademark of a writer. You were carrying the Hunter's Encyclopedia of Disease - a handbook not available to the general public, only to practising physicians. Since someone of your ages obviously hasn't been to medical school, I concluded that it was given to you by an older person, someone very dear to you who is concerned for your health: Your father, the doctor.
- John Watson: And the custard tarts?
- Sherlock Holmes: Simple. There's a distinct stain of yellow custard on your lapel. That particular colour of custard is used in the making of custard tarts, and your shape convinced me you've eaten many of them before.
- John Watson: There's no need to be rude.
- [final lines: a man gets out of a horse-drawn sledge and goes into a hotel]
- Hotel Receptionist: Can I help you?
- Ehtar: [only now do we see that it is Ehtar] I'd like a room, please.
- Hotel Receptionist: Please, sign here.
- [Ehtar signs "Moriarty" before looking her in the eye and raising an eyebrow]
- Older Watson: It was the beginning of my second week at Brompton. With each passing day, my fascination with Sherlock Holmes and his world continued to grow. On this occasion, the entire school was bursting with excitement. Dudley had challenged Holmes to a test of ingenuity, skill, and perception. Dudley had snatched the school's fencing trophy and hidden it in a secret place. He gave Holmes sixty minutes to find the trophy. Holmes accepted the challenge with confidence.
- Sherlock Holmes: The game is afoot!
- Sherlock Holmes: You're sitting in a room with an all-southern view. Suddenly, a bear walks by the window. What colour is the bear?
- John Watson: Red! The bear is red!
- Sherlock Holmes: Why on Earth would the bear be red?
- John Watson: The southern sun is very hot. The bear would be terribly burnt!
- Sherlock Holmes: [laughs] That is the most absurd answer I've ever heard.
- Sherlock Holmes: Just have a quick look at these.
- [hands Lestrade two obituaries]
- Lestrade: A suicide and a carriage accident.
- Sherlock Holmes: I suspect foul play.
- Lestrade: Why? The two instances are completely unrelated.
- Sherlock Holmes: Wrong. Both men graduated from the same university in 1809.
- Lestrade: Coincidence.
- Sherlock Holmes: Neither of their deaths fit their personalities. According to his obituary, Bobster was a happy man, content with his life, his career, his family. Why would he commit suicide? He didn't even leave a note. And Reverend Nesbitt is described by friends as "warm, loving, peaceful". And yet the carriage driver insists that he was crazed, insane, in a state of panic when he ran out into the street.
- Lestrade: Holmes, a mere fluctuation of character is hardly sufficient evidence to begin an investigation. And if you want my advice, you'll keep your nose out of the Times and into your schoolbooks.
- Sherlock Holmes: I appreciate your time, Mister Lestrade. I suggest you hold onto these.
- [Lestrade shakes his head]
- Sherlock Holmes: If I were a detective sergeant trapped in this room all day up to my neck in boring paperwork, I would be doing everything in my power to seek out that one case, that one investigation that could promote me to inspector.
- Lestrade: [Irately] Good day, Holmes.
- Older Watson: A few days later, they buried Professor Waxflatter. I had never been to a funeral before, though unfortunately, I've been to many since. Holmes could not publicly attend the funeral. His expulsion from Brompton prevented such a thing. The death of his mentor and friend had taken its toll on Sherlock Holmes. In my entire life, I have only seen Holmes cry on two occasions. To-day was the first.
- Older Watson: Holmes went on to explain that the Rame Tep were a fanatical group of religious followers of Osiris, the Egyptian god of the dead. They were scorned by society because of their distortion of traditional religious beliefs and their violent and sadistic rituals. The Rame Tep use a blow pipe and shoot a thorn into their chosen victim. The thorn is dipped into a solution made up of various plant and root extracts. When this solution enters the bloodstream, it causes the victim to experience very realistic, nightmare-like hallucinations.
- Older Watson: Holmes explained that the fabric was Egyptian in origin and contained so many warp threads and weft threads, things that to this day I still don't understand. He found that the cloth was stained with paraffin - paraffin manufactured exclusively at Froggit and Froggit, located in the Wapping area of London, a dark and dangerous place, and I turned to Holmes and I told him so in no uncertain terms.
- Older Watson: [epilogue] As I watched Holmes settle into his seat, a sudden feeling came over me - that I would most certainly be seeing him again. So ended my first adventure with Mister Sherlock Holmes. As I watched his carriage disappear into the distance, I realised that I had forgotten to thank him. He had taken a weak, frightened boy and made him into a courageous, strong man. My heart soared. I was filled with confidence. I was ready for whatever mystery or danger lay ahead. I was ready to take on the greatest and most exciting adventure of them all, and I knew it was bound to involve Sherlock Holmes.
- John Watson: I can't afford to jeopardise my medical career!
- Sherlock Holmes: Weasel.
- John Watson: I'm not a weasel. I am... practical.
- Sherlock Holmes: Weasels *are* practical. And I imagined you courageous and stout of heart.
- John Watson: I am courageous. And I'm stout of heart. It's just that... oh, all right. I'll do it.
- Master Snelgrove: [when Holmes is framed for cheating by Dudley] Well, Holmes! It seems we've finally discovered the secret to your intelligence!
- Elizabeth Hardy: [giving Waxflatter's deerstalker hat to Holmes] Uncle would have wanted you to have this.
- John Watson: Put it on!
- [Holmes puts it on and Watson and Elizabeth start laughing]
- John Watson: On second thoughts, take it off! It looks very silly!
- Older Watson: It was a cold, snowy day in early December. Lack of funds had forced my old school to close. I was being sent to a new one in the middle of term. I was accustomed to the open, relaxed expanse of the country, and now I was in the heart of London at the height of the Victorian Era. The streets were teeming with every activity imaginable. I was very taken by what I saw. As I stepped from my carriage, the sight of my new school filled me with fear and apprehension, yet, I was swept with a wave of curiosity. However, nothing could prepare me for the extraordinary adventure that lay ahead, or the extraordinary individual who would change my life.
- Older Watson: We immediately sprang into action, searching every nook and cranny for the cloth. I accidentally turned on one of Waxflatter's strange machines, and not being at all mechanically-minded, I had the dickens of a time trying to turn the thing off.
- Elizabeth Hardy: I found it! I found it!
- Older Watson: Holmes spent the entire night and the following day studying, examining, scrutinising the section of cloth. He conducted experiment after experiment. Not once did he stop for a rest. His energy seemed boundless. Following eighteen straight hours of work, Holmes turned to Elizabeth and myself, and those four familiar words shot from his lips.
- Sherlock Holmes: The game is afoot!
- Sherlock Holmes: [during a hallucination] Please don't cry, Mother. Please. Don't you understand, Mother? Can't you hear me? Can't you hear what I'm saying? Mother!
- Mr. Holmes: You! This is all your fault, son! How could you do such a thing to me? To your own father? Spying on me!
- Sherlock Holmes: Forgive me, Father. Please, I - I didn't realise.
- Mr. Holmes: My private life is my own! Your mother need never have known!
- Sherlock Holmes: No! No! No! This is not real! This is *not* real!
- Cragwitch: [hallucinating, Cragwitch attacks Holmes and tries to strangle him] EH TAR! You filthy murderer! You wanted to kill all of us! Well, you won't kill me!
- Sherlock Holmes: Watson! Speak to him!
- John Watson: What? Oh! Your... your name is Craddy Critchwit! I mean, your name is Ch-...! Your name is...! What's his name?
- Sherlock Holmes: [Choking] Cragwitch!
- Sherlock Holmes: Mister Lestrade! What are you doing here?
- Lestrade: Oh, I accidentally stuck myself on one of those damn thorns. Goll, the hallucinations... ghastly. Took four policemen to stop me from hanging meself. Anyway, when it was over, I thought I better look into your story. Now, Holmes, I wish you and your podgy little friend farewell. I appreciate you getting me started on the case.
- Older Watson: Holmes went on to explain that Rathe spent years plotting his revenge. He established himself as a respected member of British society, completely erasing his former identity. It took him a great deal of time to organise his followers, made up of the poor, the homeless, the lost souls of the London streets. And then, of course, it took time to build a wooden replica of the pyramid. Missus Dribb was the Rame Tep's chief assassin, but more importantly, she was Rathe's younger sister.
- John Watson: Amazing, Holmes. Simply amazing. Of course, you did forget one very important clue.
- Sherlock Holmes: Oh? Please enlighten me.
- John Watson: Well, "Rathe" is "Ehtar" spelled backwards.
- Sherlock Holmes: Very clever, Watson. Well, I'm certain I would have arrived at that conclusion sooner or later.
- John Watson: [smiling] Sooner or later.
- [Holmes has climbed onto the roof in search of a missing trophy]
- Master Snelgrove: This is truly despicable. Imagine, a cultured student acting like a chimpanzee!
- Mrs. Dribb: He'll probably outgrow it. Oh Mr Snelgrove, he's just having a bit of fun. I'm sure you still remember what fun was?
- Master Snelgrove: Fun! Besides, this Holmes boy is too precocious, too egotistical, for his own good. Hell never find that trophy!
- Rathe: I'll wager a guinea he does!
- Master Snelgrove: Done!
- John Watson: Dudley is going to pay dearly for this. Punch to the jaw, jab to the ribs...
- Sherlock Holmes: Now, now, Watson. Revenge is sweetest when it's served up cold. Come on.
- [Dudley enters with snow-white hair]
- Dudley: Holmes. You did this. You're responsible, aren't you?
- Sherlock Holmes: So that's where I dropped my chemistry experiment: into your tea. Oh, don't worry, old chap. It'll wear off shortly. You should be back to normal - by summertime.
- Sherlock Holmes: Someday we'll be reunited. In another world, a much better world.
- Elizabeth Hardy: I'll be waiting. And you'll be late... as always.
- Rathe: Holmes, remember what I always taught you: control your emotions or they will be your downfall.
- Ehtar: You cannot best me, Holmes. Throw down your sword.
- Sherlock Holmes: Never. I would rather die a gruesome and horrible death.
- Ehtar: Very well, then I will oblige.
- Ehtar: [continues duelling] Come Holmes Is This The Best You Can Do?
- [gloating]
- Ehtar: You Fight Like A Malnourished Child I've Already Won The Battle
- Sherlock Holmes: You've Lost *Every* Battle Ehtar... This Will Be No Exception! All Your Dreams Have Been *Shattered* Your Temple... The Rame Tep...
- [Ehtar gets similar cheek slash to Holmes]
- Sherlock Holmes: Everything Has Been Destroyed Forever
- Ehtar: [Ehtar seeing he's now bleeding loses his composure] AH
- [growling lashes out]
- [while flying]
- Sherlock Holmes: I've just realised something.
- John Watson: What?
- Sherlock Holmes: I have absolutely no idea how to land this machine.
- Sherlock Holmes: Mr. Lestrade?
- Lestrade: Holmes. It's been a long time. Three, four days since your last visit?
- Sherlock Holmes: I believe I'm on to something
- Lestrade: Oh, not again.
- Sherlock Holmes: This time I'm certain of it.
- Lestrade: Really. Just like last month when you were convinced that the French ambassador had embezzled 300 thousand pounds from the Bank of England?
- Sherlock Holmes: I was close. It was the Russian ambassador.
- [Holmes, Watson and Elizabeth are walking across the courtyard, when a voice causes them to look up]
- Waxflatter: Holmes! Elizabeth! I think I have solved all of the problems!
- John Watson: [looking up] Who's that?
- Elizabeth Hardy: My Uncle.
- Sherlock Holmes: Rupert T. Waxflatter. Retired schoolmaster, degrees in Chemistry and Biology, well versed in Philosophy, Mathematics and Physics. Author of 27 books.
- [Holmes walks on]
- Elizabeth Hardy: And most people think he's a lunatic.
- [Elizabeth walks on]
- John Watson: Why?
- [Waxflatter launches his flying machine]
- John Watson: Oh, my God!
- [Holmes, Watson and Elizabeth help Waxflatter carry the wrecked flying machine up the stairs to the attic]
- Waxflatter: Let me see, that makes six! Six failed attemps. Nevertheless, we shall not be defeated. We shall conquer. I have made up my mind. The conquest of the skies is well within my grasp!
- John Waston: [to Elizabeth] He's done this six times!
- [Over dinner, the student are discussing what they will do in later life]
- John Watson: I want to be a doctor.
- Dudley: Nobody asked you!
- John Watson: Sorry!
- [in order to obtain information about the blowpipe, Watson is forced to make a purchase from a curiosity shop]
- Sherlock Holmes: Why on earth did you buy a pipe?
- John Watson: It looks distinguished!
- Sherlock Holmes: It looks perfectly ridiculous!
- John Watson: You'll see. I shall learn to smoke it and then you can't laugh. You'll see.
- [Mrs Dribb has locked Holmes and Watson in an upstairs room]
- John Watson: I always suspected that becoming a friend of yours would end in disaster!
- [the trio have found a wooden pyramid]
- John Watson: Holmes, there's a door here!
- [turning to Elizabeth]
- John Watson: Fancy him missing a door!
- [Sherlock Holmes is about to get into the carriage outside the school]
- John Watson: Are you coming back after the holidays?
- Sherlock Holmes: No. There are too many memories here.
- [he looks up at what used to be Elizabeth's window]
- John Watson: Holmes, you have your entire life ahead of you.
- Sherlock Holmes: And I'll spend it alone.
- John Watson: Holmes, wait! I know why the bear is white!
- Sherlock Holmes: And why is that, Watson?
- John Watson: Well, the only room with an all-southern view would be at the North Pole. It's a polar bear!
- Sherlock Holmes: Bravo, Watson. You have the makings of a great detective.
- John Watson: [to Holmes] Well, I knew it. This is the end of my medical career. My father's going to be furious. I always knew that making friends with you would end up in disaster.
- Elizabeth Hardy: No. Uncle didn't kill himself.
- John Watson: Well, then, what happened to him?
- Sherlock Holmes: [entering suddenly through the window] He was murdered.
- Mrs. Dribb: [about Elizabeth] What will we do with her?
- Ehtar: We'll take her with us. We still need the fifth princess.
- Dudley: Only seconds left, Holmes. I assume you've given up.
- Sherlock Holmes: Never assume anything, my good fellow.
- Dudley: But Holmes, I see no sign of a trophy.
- Sherlock Holmes: But I do.
- [Holmes picks up a vase and prepares to shatter it]
- Master Snelgrove: Stop! Holmes, have you gone mad? This is an antique!
- [Holmes shatters the vase, revealing the stolen trophy]