Sherlock & Co. - The Greek Interpreter - Part Five

Episode Date: June 16, 2026

LATE TO THE EARLY GRAVE - We had cracked the riddle, located the crypt... but someone had beat us to it. The time had come for the confrontation with the unhinged Harold Latimer.  Part 5 of 5 This episode contains swearing, violence, suffering, gunsListener discretion is advised. A new clothing store has opened: www.sherlockwear.com 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 2026.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 Thomas Mitchells as Mycroft Holmes Darcey Ferguson as Sophy Joel Emery as Harold Latimer  Additional voices Adam Jarrell Darcey Ferguson Joel Emery Written by Joel Emery Directed by Adam Jarrell Editing and Sound Design by Adam Jarrell and Joel Emery 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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What's this? What? On the door by the... Something ever so small. Scratched into the wall. Let's have a look. Uh... Is that Greek?

Yes. Like... The symbol. It's a suggestion. Suggestion to what? Beneath. To look under. Get up!

Okay, okay. Holy shit. They have Paul. Paul? Who the hell is Paul? We shall find out, but he clearly means something to Sophie. Come! How do we get to the island? How far do you reckon it is from us on that map?

14. 14 kilometres, I'd say. 8 and a half miles. Well, that's a long swim. Have you looked up any tour groups or ferries that go there? Tour groups? To the volcanic rock in the sea? So that's a no, then. That is a no.

What do you want to do? Speak to my brother. You think he can answer the riddles? He can answer a very simple question. Which is... May I borrow your yacht, please, dear brother. I see. We could always just steal the yacht.

Yo-ho, yo-ho, a pirate's life for me. Yeah! This is the entrance to the... Prince, look. Yes. Shut her up! Come out the tunnel! Lovely to see you!

Alright, okay, okay, all right. Oh, just you. I think we'll take your pal out as well. Thank you. Coming. Funny, I do have a little hunch that we had some troublesome little rats nibbling at the breadcrumbs we were inadvertently leaving behind. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. In we come.

A little bit further. There we go. Look at it. Welcome, fellas. To your own grave. That was Georgios, wasn't it? I bet you're... Don't buy drugs, lads.

Because I always promised that sad quat wouldn't remember a thing. Obviously not. I should have left him in that pit. I think he'd appreciate him. She had an ironic death, don't you? Look, let Sophie go, and you can keep whatever you find out here. I'm not going to be doing that now, am I, young man?

Yes, you are. You are. We've heard plenty about you. You're a clever guy. You're not some deluded crook. He destroyed the stone. Yeah, we saw that. And, hey, we've got no interest in reporting that kind of vandalism or whatever. Tell him.

Your head seems to be a little more screwed on, doesn't it? Tell me what? Harold Latimer here. Oh, he's got me. Good research. He defaced the fragment, and he defaced the stone with the riddle, so no one would find this place again. He will take the Moon King's gold mask,

and he will bury us and Sophie in a crypt that has been undiscovered for over 2,000 years. Very good. And hey, what's 2,000 more? Hmm? And this fellow seems to have a little fascination with something in his pocket. remove it for him please if he can't be trusted oh bloody bollocks are armed

guard it would seem he's no longer armed is he alive yes well you're better men than us of that I have no doubt what did you said you heard what I said yes unfortunately for you I did Harold yes we found it with this This mic, my stories, and an industry-leading sound editor, gentlemen, I'll be able to make highly engaging, ultra-slick audio, the documents my day-to-day operations. Uh, hmm. Sherlock. John. Oh, hey. Nice row. Uh-huh. Thank you. Jolly. Nice to see you at the marina, Mariana. But I do rather need to be on my way. Are you meeting Sherlock and John on your yacht again?

Well, first I need to find the bloody thing, which I can do with my GPS tracker, of course. Of course. Oh, nice Mike. Thank you. What's it for? Adventures. This way. This way?

I've just got back. I mean, anywhere nice? I, um, uh, um, sighting in Athens, very quick. I helped your friend. Oh, so kind of you. Would you like to do some more sightseeing? Oh, I think I've seen most of the island. Are you sure about that?

Let me see it, let me see it, let me see it. Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, wow. Pour it in here, Harold, just, this is so much gold and diamonds. This is what I want. The gold mask of the moon king. Who do I look, Jets? Oh, the damn thing sticks. You are comfortable.

compromising a significant fine. Do you think this is going to a museum or something? It will. We live in a populist, nationalistic world, serving quotas, watch the Greeks remorgeted their entire GDP to take this off my hands. Or should I say my face?

They will do anything to keep it in this Mediterranean shithole. That should be a re-re-mortgage. Okay, you have the mask. I think it's only fair that Sophie gets to leave. Um, nope. That's what I think about that. It's only fair. Not at all, actually.

I have three other captives to think of, so it's not all about her. Three. Oopsie. I know, Anders. Clever one is spotting things again, isn't he? Yes, he is. What have you? you spotted? It was a bloody decent move by...

What is that? What? You fools! Shoot them! You demented fools! Sh! Should them! Give me the bloody gun! Give me the gun! Don't! Don't do it! Help first! She knows far! Fire! Too much! Put the gun down right now! Please, no! Don't do this, please! No! Sophie! Our journey ends here, darling!

Don't do it, Paul! His name is Harold. Paul. Paul, don't do it. Who are you talking to? Paul Cretides. This masked man here, her brother, captured and forced to serve this bastard, is in no state to try what he's about to try against an armed man.

Maybe you'll be first then. What's that big brain of yours go splut on the walls, shall we? We might want to take cover, I think. It will be a bit of a soaking. Milt's a mandric root, I see. Smeared it into his mouth and, It's shut. Paul, it's okay.

It's okay. It is definitely not okay. Do not. Do not go near him. Hug your brother and I'll fucking kill you. Yeah? You keep saying that, Harold, but we're all still right here. Let's not test.

I don't think you have the guts. What did you just say? I've watched you for weeks. You're a cruel little man child. On some treasure hunt you don't even understand. You play with these fine. like they're toys, trinkets, and they're not. Bye-bye, Sophie.

Be nice knowing you. Do it then. Do it, or just shut the fuck up. Oh, you've got it. Wait, wait, wait, just wait. What? What if? Um, what if we do what you did, right?

Oh, just shut up and get back. No, no, I'm serious. You guys are stuck. You need to get out. We switch, switch rolls. Do I look like a complete moron to you? There is a helicopter outside. Yes?

Almost definitely police. So how about... How about you go out as the victims? Right? Just say you overpowered us. You can take the guns and say that we're in here. The mask... Forget the fucking mask, mate.

Honestly. He's right. I... He's very rarely right, but he is right on this occasion. Sophie stays with you, and then you're the kidnappers, right? That's, Sophie stays with you, and then you're the kidnappers now. Absolutely. But what are you going to tell them?

Because they'll interrogate you, they will interrogate you. Yeah, and where will you be by then? Hmm? Long gone. Long gone. Long gone. Long gone. Long gone.

Exactly. What do you think? I think, I think, ah... I think it's not such a bad fucking idea. Yeah? Yeah. Mm-hmm. Yeah.

This is the way to go, guys. This is... Who the fuck? I can't believe this is happening. Ah. Oh, it gets rather steep at the end there. Oh. Afternoon, gents.

Hey, I... Whoa, whoa, whoa. Oh, my God. Is he okay? Can I do anything? Are you, Sophie? Get back! You should be pointing it at him.

Who? Him. Me? Yes. Why me? You stole my yacht. You asked me for a favour. I needed the yacht to complete the favour.

You said this earlier and I said no. You always say no. Then why did you ask me? Because I was being responsible. You wouldn't know responsibility if it slapped you in the face. Oh, like this. Oh, little. Ow!

Calling me! Sherlock, I have headshots being done on Tuesday. Little! And I really don't need swelling or redness. Guys. That's my nipple. Guys. You are such a...

Gentleman! I don't know who you two twats! Think you are walking in here, disrupting our fight? find but I gotta tell you something handsome Jim. Oh, that's nice. You walked in, but you won't be walking out. All of you,

up against the wall. Okay, okay, okay. This one over here? Yes, over there. Now. All right, all right. You. Up! He's brain dead, love. Your brother, he doesn't know where he is. I could even get Paulie Paul here to do it, couldn't I? Hey?

The lydia! Against the war! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. There we go. Please, Harold, you don't have to do this. For the first time, Mr Smarty Pants here seems to be wrong, because I think I do now, don't I? I have to do this. Not because of my actions, but because of yours.

You see, this is an uninhabited island. I could kill one of you, or I could kill another ten. It doesn't matter. and does it. No one's getting found. Oh, I'm spoiled for choice. Which one do you want? I'll take your scraps, Harold.

You know I don't know I don't know. There's a good lad. Hmm. Oh, I wouldn't do all of us. Sorry, what? You're going to want to hold on to some of that. Some of what, exactly? Your ammunition.

What on earth are you on about? You idiot. Lord the idiot. It has a tracker. Goodness sake. Sorry, what's going on. Can we stop the whispering? You'll see. Very rude.

If you've got something to say, you can say it to the whole group. Just play dead would be my advice. Play dead. Stop it. It's night, night time. Look into my eyes when I... Someone. Come.

Harold. What in the... Now who in the fuck? What do you mean by all right? Ah! Heaven's above. I've done it again. Look at that.

It's gone in my dressing gown pocket. The master of observation, everyone. Two ticks. Where are you going? Just need to pop out, ever so quickly. Okie-dokey! On my way! The whole fiasco with Mikhail,

I really... Honestly, it was just a total misunderstanding, and I think actually we probably could... Caught a fibre on that blasted rock tunnel. Oh, goodness. Quite a day of it, eh? Who! Bloody hell.

Look at these chaps. Like Swiss cheese. Hey, Paul, Paul. Let's have a look at you. He's okay. He's breathing. He's breathing. Get him out. Let's get him out of here. Not so fast. You may have thrown me into the sea, but you gravely, under arrest him.

Now, you're going to see rather a few Bella Russians on the ground. out there. But I assure you, real nasty chaps. Uh-huh. Sneaky sods track the yacht. His fault, really, for moving it. What time is it? Ooh, coming up to six. Clara, the, um, uh, well, she's a mixologist, really.

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I don't quite see why you needed to come all the way here. It's nice to pop in and see my little brother. We've spent a week together and I've loathed every second. Yes, it has been... rather chying, hasn't it? Not like that Paul chap. Oh, he risked everything, didn't he, to save Sophie? Would you do the same? Hmm? I'm Sophie, you're Paul. Would you do it? I'd have to give it some thought. Um, I need to go lie down and scream into a pillow for a bit. Oh, absolutely. Take it away, Johnboy. Well done with Paul. You're a Goss message and said things are looking up in the ICU.

you. That's... Well, that's a relief. He went to rescue her, and he immediately became a bargaining chip, drugged with the Mandrake root of the Greek islands, unfed, unwatered, unarmed, even though he took on the guise of Latimer's men. Giogeus, unlike the Crotida's siblings,

he did submit. He gave Latimer what he wanted, the translation. He wasn't as strong will as Sophie, but he was strong in intellectual, perception and mental agility. The Greek interpreter made up for his services to the forces of wickedness. By putting us on their trail, just two days behind.

We were able to close that gap. Rescue Sophie and her brother, protect the treasured artefacts of ancient Greece, and eliminate the wretched Harold Latimer and his cohorts in torture and abuse. Sorry, what's all this? What are you doing? Oh, he's just sort of like rounding off the case. Why are you doing that? Well, I find it rather satisfying.

Indeed. Um, who's this fat fellow? That's Archie, and he's on a gluten-free diet, actually. Oh, poor bugger. Hello, Archibald. Look at you. You, fine specimen. Oh, goodness. That means he likes you.

I think it means he's been stealing gluten in some form. Crikey. Yet more stealing. From the Sherlock and Co-Bunch. Oh, dearie me. We said we're sorry about the yacht. He just likes to bang on about these sorts of things. Just like a certain Mr. Holmes. Moralistic lectures really only need to be heard once.

Otherwise they just become an act of narcissism on the part of the lecturer, I find. Say that to his face. I don't want to. Well, there you go then. Sorry, whose face? I thought you were going to bed. Pillow screaming, remember? Who's he talking about? Father.

Oh, is he still with us? He is still with us. and still with it, and like mother. Wow, so I could potentially meet more of the Holmes clan. Oh, of course. Little one here will intro you. I've... Hmm. Got to shoot off. The country needs you, does it?

Something like that. John? Mycroft. An absolute delight, wouldn't you agree? Um, yeah, sure. And you. You. Huggy?

No, no, off. There we go. Oh, my down. Brotherly love, oh little brother. Your spider, he will be dormant for some time. Be alert when he returns. Is that verified intelligence? Gentlemen, until next time.

Good luck with the podcast. You too. What'd you think he's off to? I don't particularly care. So, what's with the parental stuff? Parental stuff. You're a bit, you know. No, I don't know.

Not very forthcoming, are you? Come on, you met my mum. That's different. How? My mother is mad. So's mine. It... Look, I'm not...

I'm not going to ask to meet the dad. Because, to be fair, you haven't met mine. And also you seem to shudder every time Mikecroft mentioned. But come on, I'm owed this. I'm owed a snoop around in the dark, weird, creepy family issues of Sherlock Holmes. It's not a no? It's not a no, is it? This is your family home?

It is, yes. The old man doesn't leave New York City these days. He left my mother, of course, but this is where, um, yes. The home's home. Quite right. Elm Grove. Believe it or not, it's only 23 bedrooms. Oh, is that it? Looks more, doesn't it?

When people ask me where I'm from, I never know quite what to say. Well, Elm Grove is where you grew up. That's in Cambridgeshire, so just say Cambridgeshire. Very little growing up of any kind was done here. Yeah, I have seen you and your brother Bicker, so... Father moved me around endlessly, looking for a fix, I would imagine. Prepare this child's brain, please. He's too much like his mother. I was only ever back here to be... Told off, really. Often I'd come back and there'd be no one here at all.

At all? No, I'd get expelled or escape some god-awful school in Scotland. Scotland? Yes, clamber onto freight trains heading south, hitchhike, canals, all sorts, just to get back here. And to what? To feel alone. or be alone as much as my craft

winds you up absolutely he did save me from this place older siblings whether they mean to or not show the way sometimes at great cost to their own journey

come hello look at this see that yes mum that's a hat for a chicken Yes, magnet inside. Of course.

Good idea. Hi, sorry, hi. Hello. Mum, this is John Watson. John, this is Arabele Holmes. Hi, Arabele. I'm... Your son and I, we work together and live together, actually. We've become really...

Well, we're best friends, aren't we? Really? Yes. And, yeah, your son is a great guy. Incredible in many ways. IED? Have you got a cream for the leg? I have. You know you should be using the ointment I made?

None of that, cortisone nonsense. Mum, can we come in? Can you help me find a chicken first? Do you still have chickens? Of course. They're here somewhere. Then we can prove it. Come.

Where are we going? We must place the magnetised headpiece on a chicken. In this instance, who would prefer it to be Percival? He is the most willing for such experiments. And what experiment would that be? Magnetic field detection. Oh, of course, right. This way, you two, come.

The game is a fort. Percival. Never hear you, bloody poser. Or hubris, no, no bounds. Get your... Well. Well, well, well, well, there you have it, everyone. We have scratched the surface of Sherlock Holmes.

Well, we've gone deeper than the surface, as a matter of fact. And in a way, the true mystery has been solved. We have cracked the curious case of Mr Sherlock Holmes. The End. Of course, it's not really the end. I'll see you next time.