Sherlock & Co. - Black Peter - Part Three

Episode Date: February 4, 2025

THE SOUL OF THE MOUNTAIN - It was fairly typical of my companion to reach a conclusion so easily and swiftly while for us it remained a blur on the horizon. Sherlock and Mariana - who apparently speaks every tongue known to man - spoke with the Japanese intruder... but it was in a quiet chapel where I would finally catch up with Sherlock and the truth would come within my grasp. Part 3 of 3 This episode contains swearing and references to emotional distress. Listener discretion is advised. For merchandise and transcripts go to: www.sherlockandco.co.uk For ad-free, early access to adventures in full go to www.patreon.com/sherlockandco To get in touch via email: [e-mail] Follow me @DocJWatsonMD on twitter and BlueSky, or sherlockandcopod on TikTok, instagram and YouTube.  This podcast is property of Goalhanger Podcasts. Copyright 2024. SHERLOCK AND CO. Based on the works of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Paul Waggott as Dr. John Watson Harry Attwell as Sherlock Holmes Marta da Silva as Mariana Ametxazurra Rhys Tees as Stanley Hopkins Harry Frost as Patrick Cairns Akie Kotabe as Itsuki  Additional Voices: Joel Emery Adam Jarrell Written by Joel Emery Directed by Adam Jarrell Editing and Sound Design by Holy Smokes Audio Produced by Neil Fearn and Jon Gill Executive Producer Tony Pastor Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

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forward slash Sherlock and co. Just six pounds a month. Six pounds. Yeah, that is cheaper than parking at Heathrow for 29 minutes. Do you know that? Yeah. 29 minutes in a Heathrow car park or Sherlock and co members club. You decide. patreon.com forward slash Sherlock and Co. Previously on Sherlock and Co. This murder, I feel it may be unintentional. Yeah, no one is using the front door. This is all cloak and dagger stuff, mate. Look at this part of the wall. What do you see? Ah, yeah, it's a...

Like a rifle or... No... A harpoon. A harpoon. So, Black Peter owned the harpoon. Cold-hearted killers don't come unarmed, Watson. But we know that Peter was expecting a guest. A guest he thought highly of.

Do you think someone in the village just snapped and killed her? Never mind the village, I think someone in the house did. A guest, a guest he thought highly of. You think it's time to visit the widow of Peter Orwell Carey. He'd think he was back there. And it was... All this rage would just come out and it would just... I'd have to hurt the kids. They're much older now, they don't even visit. He was an abuser. He was. What do you mean, back there? You said back there. Peter would think he's back there.

Where is that? K2. The mountain. I know he's just there. Where is that? K2? The mountain. I know he's just died and I... But I've mourned this man. Do you understand? I mourned this man a decade ago and all I've done since is fight for my life against this stranger.

Just reminded me we have another piece of evidence that needs attention. Reminded you of what? Hey, where are you going? The cabin's down there. We're not going to the cabin. Well, where are we going? To Poo Corner. Right, why are we going there? Because I'm looking for a Japanese man with size eight feet. A murderous tourist that stalks forests in the south of England at night.

I don't think so, but let's go and find out, shall we? Right, fine. Let's all listen to Marianna show off yet more languages. Very impressive. Can she name Swindon's full squad? No. So, see, we all have our talents. Stick your head in that episode description if you want to know any details regarding potential harmful harmful content info is all down there I will catch you at the end good luck out there bye now Winnie the Pooh honey, 8 quid a pot not not even Manuka, what have we got here? Looks like Winnie has been consuming a blended honey rather than genuine honey. Winnie the Pooh tea towels, Winnie the Pooh bumper sticker, Piglet and Tigger on board, what does that even mean? Hello there, can I help at all?

No, sorry, just, no I'm good, just admiring the merch. It's beautiful isn't it? Um? No, sorry. Just, um, no, I'm good. Just admiring the merch. It's beautiful, isn't it? Um, yep. Yeah. Now, if you were interested in the Kanga and the Rue Teddies, they are on special offer at the moment. Oh, great. Good to know.

But you strike me as more of a Tigger man, am I right? Yeah. Sure. There are so many wonderful characters. Which one's your favorite? Of the Winnie the Pooh lot? Mm. Well, yeah, I'm a traditionalist. I'm Winnie all the way.

Yeah, me too. Ha ha ha. Cool. Us Winnie fans have to stick together, don't we? Ha ha ha. Yeah, yeah, right, sure. Right, well I'm going to bounce off like Tigger himself. If you do need anything at all, do let me know.

Actually, I do have a request. Have you seen a Japanese man with size eight feet? Excuse me? Excuse me sir? He doesn't speak English Watson. He'll know, excuse me. Maybe he knows this... Oi! Alright, let's just get together, mate.

This is the tea room, and I don't want to cause a scene. Mariana, quick, talk to him. Excuse me. I have a question. Let go of him, Watson. Please, I'll explain. Excuse me, what's going on here? We're just asking a few questions of this gentleman. Not in poo corner, please.

No, I know, but just... Looks like he's being harassed and that's not the kind of behaviour that we need a poo would stand for now, is it? Sorry, this is important. Well, the Hundred-Inch Wood is important, thank you very much. Yeah, it- And Eeyore and Piglet- Can you f- This is regarding a murder.

Oh! Ask him why he entered Peter Carey's cabin. Itsuki-san, Why did you enter Peter Carey's cabin? Ah... I got lost. Er, he says he was lost. You climbed through the window of a cabin in the middle of a forest at night I was lost. He says he was lost.

You climbed through the window of a cabin in the middle of a forest at night because you were lost. Did you happen to climb up to the hut in the middle of the forest? I'm a fan of the bear Poo. I love them and I'm staying in the cabin in the forest. Look at the woods. Look, Shizuo, look. Our luggage got lost in the wind. We came to pick it up because we found it. We got lost on the way back. I put my luggage in the car and tried to find the cabin.

I see. He got a text that they had arrived, so he left at night to go pick them up and when he came back he was lost. So what, he climbed through a cabin window? I'm sorry, but I can't explain why he climbed through the window. My wife had a key and was asleep. I thought it was our cabin, so I went in. I was wrong. I... I saw...

I... Well... I saw the bottom of the phone. I panicked. The power on my phone was out, so I couldn't even check where I was. Ah, yes, yes. So he obviously saw the body and he panicked.

He says he wanted to get help, but his phone was dead. And that is why he had no GPS and obviously why he was lost. I couldn't breathe and jumped out of the window. I noticed the note falling out of my pocket, but I didn't care. I wanted to check if my family was safe. family and to see if they were safe. I couldn't do it. I wanted to do it properly again. I can't forgive myself if I don't do it. For the sake of that person, for the sake of justice. redo of the discovery because he can't live with himself otherwise you know he wanted to do it for for Peter for justice

we need a poo we need a poo Tommy Lick I'll be your stuff with flies? Please. Yeah, sorry. Tell you what though, we have got our steps in this adventure. Even if we fit a bit of a dead end. Not a bad title that, actually. Dead end. Dead end part one. Please don't call it that. So you haven't solved it then? No.

Yes. What? Yeah, wait, what? I've solved it. Have you not? Have I not? What do you mean have I not? We just harassed a Japanese man in Winnie the Pooh's house. It's not that it's Winnie the Pooh's house, it's... Can you tell me why you think you've solved it? Please, because it doesn't bloody feel like it, mate. So wait, was it Itsuki-san? The guy from Japan? No, it was a man from

Sumatra. Well, living in Sumatra for the past ten years. He's actually from West Yorkshire. Right, okay. Have you had a career change? Are we a psychic medium agency now? Do I need to tweak the website? It's really quite obvious. Was it obvious when I was accusing a widow of murder or was it when we made the Asian tourist cry? The lighter, firstly, but also the phone case was a rather glaring kink in the fabric of this particular problem, was it not? Err, what phone case? Peter's phone case, we found it on the floor in the cabin. Correct. Partly.

What was incorrect about what I just said? It wasn't Peter's phone case. What? What are you talking about? Peter hadn't owned a phone for years. He believed the government were monitoring his movements. So why would he have a phone case inscribed with his own initials? Christmas gift? Actually, a rather sound assumption.

But not one someone would make after seeing the case in question, Marianna. Ah, okay. It was heavily used. Cover covered in natural greases, the bluing of dyed denim from a pocket, scratches and abrasions here and there. Was it an officer? PC? Like a police-owned phone or something?

No. Well, that's a sound assumption too. Right, what I just said? Not really. Great, thanks. Peter Carey knew himself as Peter Orwell Carey. He used the initials POC on his set of keys and the underside of his watch. Why didn't he use it for the lighter and phone case?

Okay, well, now you're talking sense. Hey, what are you doing? The crime scene's that way. Oh, I don't need to see anymore. I spoke too soon, didn't I? Come along. Can you take your head out of your phone and look at me, please? Yes, Watson. You're not looking where you're going. I know where I'm going.

Where? Train station. Why? I want to go home. What? Sherlock, why are we going home? Because manhunts like these are ever so tiresome. We can just wait until the service.

The service? Yes, on Friday. Chop chop. Oi. Another email. Asking us about an episode. Oh good lord. What do I say?

Just ignore them, I'm ignoring them. John they want to know if you are going to actually have an adventure for the podcast this week. Oh if I'm going to have an adventure, suddenly I'm the sole owner of the show when we're up shit creek am I? Let me call them and we can explain. No look, if Sherlock is right, which he does have a really annoying habit of being, a lot, then it will be wrapped up today. Where is he? Getting ready. For what?

For wherever he's taking me to solve this thing. You coming? Uh, no. Great. Great. Thank you for your support. I'm busy with reports. I'm actually still holding fire on this episode, to be honest. I'm starting to go a bit Black Peter myself. The guy that is convinced he's gonna get killed by the government suddenly does actually get killed and no one knows how. Hello. Well apparently this guy knows how. You look smart. Thank you. Watson show some respect. Show some

respect? What have I done? Black tie. For the service. What service? Funeral service. Of the late Peter Carey. Oh. Black tie for Black Peter. We want to make the right impression on the congregation. I don't know if... Ali, it's a bit sad to say, but I don't know if he'll have much of a congregation, mate.

Just the one, I would imagine. One? One. One guest is funeral. Well, we'll be there to bump up the numbers, won't we? Right. Right, er, okay. Back in a sec. Peter Carey was born in June 1966 to Julia and Arthur Carey. He was a thrill seeker even from an early age, climbing fences and walls he wasn't supposed to. In his late teens he fell in love with mountain climbing.

And it was on the slopes of the Vicehorn Mountain that he met a dear friend and companion. That would scale over 45 mountains alongside him. Patrick Cairns. Who would like to say a few words? Patrick Cairns. P.C. Our killer, Watson. Seriously? This is unbelievable. I, uh...

I know that the last few years were difficult with Peter, but... I probably expected his wife and brothers to attend. Maybe I, uh... Yeah. Anyway, thank you to you two gents for coming. Mm-hmm. Peter Carey was... Was...

A kind man. He was selfless. He worried about others. He was curious and inquisitive. I would be... My voice would be hoarse after just a couple of hours with him. Not because of the climb, but because we'd smoke a cigar after every one. He just... he would just ask so many questions about my life, my family, my... yeah, he was caring, interested in people, and he was very good at making them feel comfortable. Fourteen years, or no, fifteen years ago, Peter and I went on our forty-seventh climb together.

Didn't know it at the time. It was to be our last. Before leaving our hotel, we'd landed a couple of days before and we wanted to, to, to, yeah, jet hotel and, um, I left this coat behind. And I know that this coat don't look like much, but this... This is why Peter is in that box and... It's why Peter is in that box and it's why all these chairs are empty and it's all my fault. It's all my bloody fault. He, he, um, he offered his insulation jacket a number of times. Like I say, kind man.

Um, I, I turned it down. And... We continue descending into what is known as the bottleneck. A very steep, narrow gully. Not for the faint-hearted of the best of times, but this was really the worst of times. A snowstorm came out of nowhere and just funneled into this thing. We thought we'd be covered by it, but there was this fierce howling westerly They just wouldn't let up. How we held our spots, I don't... Yeah, I don't know. To put it bluntly, I was dying.

I... You can't say in that way I'll be right here for... any time at all, really. This court here, it prevents snow and ice from sticking to you. It's a good shield when conditions are at their most difficult. I was freezing to death, and Peter abseiled us into a crevasse. Into pitch black. He swallowed all light and noise and, crucially, wind and freezing snow. But we were stuck. We were trapped. He saved me, but I suppose he only got us as far as we could go. He could have climbed out of that bottleneck, but he decided to at least give it a shot and save my life. Then after all that noise

and frenzy and chaos, nothing but total blackness in each other's voices for days and days. days, not that you'd know if a day had even passed. We, um, we helped each other come to terms with death. With shutting down that instinct to constantly fight and fear for your life. I remember him saying to me, I've said goodbye to myself. I remember that so. Such a unique Peter thought that to live with this consciousness all your life, you always think about saying goodbye to others, but never yourself. I don't need to tell you by some miracle we made it out of there, but... Peter... He sacrificed something, I think. Sacrificed himself, if you can call it that.

His soul, his spirit, I don't know. Sacrificed that for me. because I didn't bring this bloody thing. I left it on a hotel bed in Pakistan. Well, Pete, my man, I'd like you to have it on your final, your final and I fear most treacherous journey. Because you deserve so much better than the judgment you'll be given. And the way all these people that abandoned you today judged you. Stay warm, pal. Go find yourself.

Go find Peter Carey again in that crack in the middle of the mountain. Give him a bloody big hug from me. And we'll have our cigar one day. Oh, that was tough. It was. What do you want to do? Get the truth from Mr Cairns and the rest is for the authorities. Yeah. Yeah. He is taking a while. Do you think he's made a run for it? I don't.

No, me neither. It's peaceful here. Indeed. For now, at least. Here he comes. Hi, chint. here. Indeed. For now, at least. Here he comes. Hi, Chent. Hi. Hello.

I'm Patrick. I knew Peter for a while. I mean, you heard it all, didn't you? Of course, yeah. It was great speech. Must have been tough. Definitely tougher than I thought, yeah. I'm John, this is Sherlock.

Nice to meet you. How did you know Peter? Um, we didn't actually, did we really? We did not. Right, sounds about right though, seeing as everyone who knew him stayed clear, eh? Brutal, really, but... I get it, I suppose. I get it. Did he attack you that night in the cabin? Sorry?

You can't escape it, Mr. Cairns. Nor, I feel, do you wish to, deep down. It... um... Or I feel do you wish to, deep down? It... um... he... I knew the second I was there. His eyes, totally dead. And black. He wasn't there anymore. He just wasn't there, and he...

He locked me in... and... He just fucking lost it. He just completely fucking lost it. Oh, alright, alright. It's okay. Patrick, it's okay. Okay, okay, it's okay. It's okay. Hey, you might want to call Hopkins. Of course. Uh huh, yeah. And he arranged to meet him and have a cigar together. They'd not met since 2019.

Covid had kind of interrupted and Patrick was keen to do their cigar ritual again. He went in, he said it took a long time to kind of wear Peter down. Yeah, of course, yeah. Peter struggled socially at the best of times, but I think seeing an old friend was difficult. And according to the suspect, to Patrick, all was going well.

They were smoking their cigars, reminiscing, and Peter completely snapped out of the blue, just launched himself at him. Jesus. Yeah yeah they had a big old tussle and certainly looks that way from the scene anyway and eventually Patrick broke free from a stranglehold and grabbed the first thing he saw and bang. Oh boom. He admitted he'd never used one before never thought it would strike him with the power that it did. He just rushed out of there. Door was locked and he couldn't find the key.

So just straight out the window. Yeah. And that's that. He was expecting something in the first 24 hours. But with Mrs. Kerry otherwise engaged, I suppose. The body rested there for quite some time, leaving us with, well, you mostly with some work to do before he was found. Wow. Yeah. This has been a tricky one, not gonna lie. Yeah, yeah. Is Sherlock okay? Yeah, he's just... upstairs. I'm in the office. He's going over a few things, I think.

Processing, calibrating, all that sort of thing. Sure. Right, well, erm, Stanley, thanks so much for... No, no. Thank you guys. Well done again on the promotion, and yeah, hopefully you speak soon. Absolutely. Well, or not hopefully, but... Yeah.

Yeah, well, you know what I mean. I know what you mean. OK, bye, mate. Bye. Bye-bye. Bye. There we are. Mm? Case closed. Oh, you have got to be kidding me! Well, that concludes the adventure of Black Peter. Thank you for listening. I rarely get the chance to reply to all the emails, but we really do love hearing from you.

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