Sherlock & Co. - The Hound of the Baskervilles - Part Nine

Episode Date: November 18, 2025

HUMAN REMAINS - Quite how these events had come to pass made my head spin. Where we now found ourselves was like another world entirely. As we crept, armed and heartbroken, pumping with rage and grief towards our target, I thought back to Baker Street... And I wished to myself that Dr. Mortimer had never left that bloody stick behind. Part 9 of 10 This episode contains swearing, references to distressing themes, dread, haunting scenes, animal cruelty, references to killing of young women and death, deeply saddening traumatising loss of a friend. Listener 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] me @DocJWatsonMD on twitter and BlueSky, or sherlockandcopod on TikTok, instagram and YouTube.  This podcast is property of Goalhanger Podcasts. Copyright 2025.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 Dominic Sandbrook as Frank Barrymore \Lauren Ingram as Rosemary Barrymore Luke Jasztal as Jack Stapleton Nalân Burgess as Beryl Stapleton 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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No, no, no. No, no. No, no. Henry, Henry! Move away, Watson. No. We don't know. This is... The face is half consumed.

This is Jackis. Oh, no, no. Oh, I'm sorry. When you've been perverting the course of justice and assisting an offender... Yeah, yeah, yeah. Tell him to come to the house, Rosemary. Now.

Okay. Okay. I haven't done a damn thing. What, like go to the police? I was protecting my wife, not that freak. Kind. Demon among us. That's what the judge said.

They don't understand. You don't understand. What the hell is going on? My thoughts exactly, Mariana. Where is my gun? Where is your cold? Where is Archie? Don't even...

Wait, yeah, no, where is Archie? Wiggins. Oh, God's sake. I'll take that. Thank you. The fugitive arrives. Our blood and temper run high, but we must show reason. Show constraint.

Give me the gun, Sherlock. I can't do that, Mariana. Sherlock, don't give it to her. Shut up! I'm taking this. Oh, you're off the rifle! Shut up! Not in the mode.

Restraint. Restraint. Shall we, Watson? We shall. Holmes. The two Spanish nationals, young women, valeria and car. A wicked, reckless, cruel individual, a demon among us. I can keep your gun fixed on the kitchen door, all right?

Yes. If he doesn't come out by the time we're at the bottom of the stairs, then I will enter, engage him, and you close off the way out. Understood. Okay. He still hasn't come out of the kitchen. He must still be hungry. Yeah, well. Prison will be serving breakfast shortly.

I'm going in. Don't move, don't fucking move, don't move! Don't shoot you, sir, do not move. Put your hands on your head! I said, put your hands on your head right now! And step into the light? Do it? Now!

I don't know what exactly has happened since I left, but if, do you want me to lie with my hands behind my back? Henry, you're dead. You're going to kill me for what? I'm sorry, I, but I can explain. I thought that, I thought that, I thought that you'd think... What is going on? Marianna, please, please, can you just talk some sense to them?

I don't know what's happening. I was at the pub, and yeah, I drank a lot. I was just going to get some whiskey. You're... You're alive? I'm... You're alive? Yes, yeah, no, I think so.

I'm kind of confused as to... Oh, you're alive! You're hugging me now? Oh, man, oh, Henry, mate, God! Oh! and I would rather like a hug too when you're finished. Get in here! Oh, everyone in!

Oh! Oh! God, you stick of beer! Yeah, sorry. I was kind of bored at the pub. You're freezing. Hence the whiskey in front of the fire, but apparently that's a shootable fence.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, too. I'm actually not sorry at all, but I appreciate it. You're right, Henry, love. Uh, yeah, yeah, I guess, I guess so. And it's all scared, lad. Ah, you were scared? I might need to dry off my pants in the hearth again, Frank. You're welcome to it, lad. You're rouse, eh?

Yeah. Let me get you a jacket or something. I should put a reward out for that thing. Wait. What? John, what is it? Hello, John? Your jacket?

You know where it is? I do. You fed him. You fed him? I did. With whatever I could find him. With whatever I could find. You clothed him. with him. I did. With whatever I could find. I will get in contact with the local police.

Is the landline in working order? Take Stapleton's car to Jamie's, at the end of the road on the right. I'm sorry about your jacket, Mr. Baskerville. That's okay. I'm sorry for bringing this evil man into the world. I want to go back. I want to go back to when he would play with his little trucks. When we bake in the kitchen? When we go out in our willie boots looking for pixies.

Oh, it's little wellie boots I want to go back, Frank I know, love I know I did it wrong No, it weren't you What happened to my little boy How did he become such a monster

Come on Let's go upstairs What did you do with him What did you do with my little boy, you fuck! I hate you! I hate you! I... I want to go for...

I want to go back! Oh! Hey! Hey, I know you're probably asleep. I'm not. Oh. You okay? Uh, yeah.

You? You sound better. That's... That's what I came in here to talk about. Sure, let's talk about it. I don't mean talk. I mean, apologize. Ah, don't worry. I get it. You get it.

Yeah. All kind of... Snapped into place. Ah. At what point, exactly? These last few hours have been kind of chaotic. Yeah. Yeah.

somewhere in there. I kind of forgave you. Thanks. No problem. I'm well done. Oh, I mean... No, Mariana, I'm serious. Well done. That's what we do.

That's our business. You nailed it. Kind of messy at the end there. Yeah. They always are. Yeah. I guess so. You should really be sleeping.

I'm... Listening out for something. For what? Just... A noise. A noise? Yeah. A nice noise, I hope?

Mm-hmm. What's that? What? On the table. It is a necklace. I see that. Beryl Stapleton's her neighbor. Oh, right.

Yeah, I'll give it back to her tomorrow. And her brother's car. Okay, kind of stole it. Yeah, they might appreciate that. Speaking of returning things, um, Rosemary gave me Henry's jacket. She hand-washed the lining.

The rest is fine. Cool. I didn't want to go wake him, so... Yeah, thanks. Let's see how I look in this thing, shall we? John. Nah, no, no, let me just, uh... Uh...

Yeah, like a tosser. A big, posh tosser. Hey, you said it, not me. Yeah, yeah, I'll give this to him in the morning. Cool. Cool. Hey. Hmm? I'm sorry.

Hey, don't be. Night. Night. Yeah, even when I do it up, still a tosser. What's the... Oh my god, Henry. What did you do? Morning. Feeling rough?

Yeah. Hangover. You don't look too bad for a dead guy. Nice view. Hey, listen, John, I'm really sorry. About what? about what it you're uh you've turned into like a really good friend and if if i'd been in your situation that would have broken my heart man and i'm sorry that you had to go there mentally emotionally thank you that's i mean you don't have to apologize because you didn't

actually get mauled to death by a hound, but thank you. No worries. And also, if you did get mauled to death by a hound, that's also, you know, I mean, no apology would be required. Right, sure. That was tough to watch, huh? Hmm? Oh, Rosemary.

Yeah. I mean, fuck that Stephen Seldon guy, but she's right. How, how do, what happens, man? Hmm. Where do all these monsters come from? Yeah. We worry about what's out there prowling across the moors, but like, shit, what's in there, you know? In you?

In anyone, in me, my friends, my... Her son. Right. I don't know if I'd get too caught up in all that. Well, you should. Why? It's your job, you know? Yeah, I suppose.

But if evil was something you could see and feel that easily, then... Then you wouldn't be needed. Exactly. Yeah, exactly. Henry, I want to talk to you about something. Good morning. Morning. Morning, mate. What are we discussing?

The weather, current affairs, the footy. Don't say footy. Yeah, no, John wanted to talk about something? Oh, God. It's gone. Completely gone, blimey. Get some sleep. my man yeah yeah we're talking about evil and how you detect it it is a poison mr

Baskerville yeah that I agree with not quite to us but to its host we can live with a poison for many many years the body and soul in this instance are durable malleable things. They can learn and grow and counteract its effect, but to truly flush it out once consumed, near impossible. Well, how would you

consume it? Aren't you just born with it? No, Watson. Like a mineral in the waters of a wells spring from where its host has drank, from its first days to its last. Excuse me. What is this?

What? On the bottom of your shoes. Oh, don't. Another pet. I bet it's dog shit. Hound shit. I bet a million quid. Not quite. What is it? Can you get up off the floor? I'll just give you my shoe. May I permit a taste? No, you may not. May you do what now? One moment.

Do not lick the bottom of my shoe. Do not lick the bottom of my shoe. Hello. Morning, yes, I... He's, um, conducting a scientific experiment. I'm kind of glad he didn't come on the trip. Where have you been? Sorry, what? On this trip, where have you been? Dartmoor, in Devon, in England, where hell have you been?

This is Orpiment. Okay. What, that yellow stuff? Indeed. What's Orpiment? Arsenic trisulfide. Oh, the mines. Mines.

Yeah, there's, if you look over that little fenced off, like, orchard. I see that. So in the middle of that, you got one of those entrances to the mines, tin mines. They're everywhere around the estate. Don't ask me who spent all the Baskerville tin money, but somebody sure did. Tin and arsenic. That's right. Show me.

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So these are, I think, apple trees. I wouldn't eat them. They're still super hard in yellow. But I think I'm going to turn, like, this whole half of the garden into a forest. So I might need to move these so that they get the right light or whatever. I think you maybe need to learn some gardening skills. Yeah.

Yeah, I got construction. I've got to learn decorating and now gardening, which, to be fair, I'm actually okay at. I've got a nice yard at home. I'd say you're rather terrible at it. Oh, wow, okay, thanks. I've never seen you garden, Sherlock, so you're one to talk. Whilst I'm aware it is autumn and the leaves should have this delightful yellow hue. We don't honestly believe the trunks should too, do we?

What are you talking about? This here, look, your yellow residue yet again. Oh, yeah. Is this like a disease? A poison from the waters below. You want to see the waters? No, not with you. Oh, okay.

You all right, Sherlock? You have a headache? Thinking. Okay. But how, how would it glow? How would it glow? Hold on. No, I will not hold on.

No, I think you should hold on. I will not. Sherlock, are you suggesting... I'm not suggesting a bloody thing, I'm trying to think. Yeah, well, the volume on your thinking is a little high, mate, so even I kind of heard it. What are you two talking about? He said... Henry?

Yeah, he said, the hellhounds live in these mines. Hey, hey, hey, leave me out of this. That's what you said. You told me a giant was buried in Berkshire. Wiltshire. Whatever. Sherlock, Sherlock, Sherlock, if the hound lives in the mine, and that's what's making it yellow... Please, Watson.

If that's where it lives. Watson. And of course we wouldn't have seen it on the camera. Of course it didn't climb out the wall. It moves through these tunnels. It wouldn't glow in the dark. It wouldn't. It couldn't.

Well, a lot of things that I thought wouldn't happen have happened, mate. I'm still processing that Henry isn't a bloody zombie. Are you ever going to get over that? Not any time soon, no. It would need to be activated by, by, it would be perhaps a goodness. Sherlock, just wait a second. Where are you going? We.

We are going to give back. you stole. What? I didn't steal anything, mate. Okay, yeah, I did technically steal the car, yeah, but... Then you drenched the back seats in blood. Blood that we now have to sit on. I put a towel down?

Yeah, thanks. And I didn't drench them in blood. I rested the body of a deceased man in here. You know, I could have walked. I don't entirely know that you could have, Mr. Baskerville. What? Why not? Because, Mr. Steven Selder. and roamed the moors without so much of a nibble at his heels.

The second he wears your Baskerville-smelling coat, however... He gets killed? Correct. I'd venture that backseat and these locked doors are feeling rather more comfortable now. Aren't they, Henry? You'd... um... you'd be right. Thought so. Hi.

Just quickly. The note for the Ruggleston. No necklace today? What? That necklace. We talked about it. That Pixie landed. Yeah, here.

Here you go, Beryl. Oh, okay. Just listen to me. to meet. Thank you, Dr. Watson. Thank you so much. Please do come in. All of you. Beryl. It... Goodness me.

Now that would be Sherlock Holmes. Good to finally meet you, Mr. Stapleton. All of these are species within the genus Van Garis. Macuilinia, we used to call them, but large blues. Very large, yeah. A rather fascinating trick. makes them that large, of course. Oh, yeah?

At their larval stage, as caterpillars. Oh, yeah, no, I remember that from my readings. The very hungry caterpillar. Yes, yes, quite. Well, this is a very, very hungry caterpillar. It produces deliberately pheromones and sounds that convince work ants that they are nestmates. The ants then carry them into the nest and tend to them

as if they were their own brood. Wow. The caterpillar is either fed by the ants, or eats the ants themselves. Exactly. And all the while, they are beguiled by the sound, scent, feel, and bond of kinship. And dare I say, love.

But it's all a fabrication. It's all a trap. Deceive, lure, consume. What about this one, Mr. Stapleton? Let me see. One moment. Ah, you're in my Beatles section. I don't mean the music

group, of course. So, um, yes. Oh, have you seen these, though? Black-spotted Longhorn. These are local. And these are not? No, but what the black-spotted longhorn does is it lives in heavily wooded air. Can you see why I would be drawn to this one, can you?

In this dim corner of your study. We can put the light on, if you will. We needn't, Mr. Stapleton, as our friend here emits a rather pleasing glow, doesn't he? Yes, well, he is a pyrophorus, noctilucus. Pyroforest, noctilucus, firefly of the night. Well, uh, headlight, click beetle to be, uh, yes, well, um, yes, lovely little things. aren't they? Indeed.

All the forefathers, four mothers there. Yeah, more forefathers than four mothers, I'd say. Yes. Such is the way of the past. So sad. Millions of voices silenced

under the bellows of proud men. Have your family resided here? long, Mr. Stapleton. Oh, the longest, Mr. Holmes, yes. The longest. Mary Pitt took a few goes to get right. Small house first, then a bigger one, and a bigger one, and now this big beast.

No titles for such an estate. Certainly no peerages, I can assure you. Goodness now. I remember reading the estate role on my way down here. Oh yeah? There was a keeper title. Oh yes, old jobs. Honory little positions and all this sort of thing.

Master of the Mill, attendant of the gardens, all this, yes. Little anachronisms. It's important to hold on to these things. You don't sell the family silver, and you don't relinquish old titles. Keeper of the game, I believe it was. Oh, there's plenty, yes, plenty. None of which I'm qualified for. Six legs for me, Mr. Holmes.

That's my area, not four. Six legs to a thorax is more my speed. Ha ha. And where did you get it? Jack got it for me. Oh, so nice. But yes, I just won't be able to get you all in the car, will I? Says me, right, for not getting something bigger.

Don't worry, mate. It's no problem. We're going to stick to the roads. Good idea. It's a delight out, so you should be okay. Thank you for the car and the tour. Pleasure. Yeah, thank you, mate. No, no, thank you for doing everything you can around here.

You said about a shout-out in... Oh, uh, December, probably, maybe January, long then. Of course, of course, no, no, we look forward to it, don't we bear off? Absolutely. But they're not leaving, I... You know, anything we can help with. I will be. You will?

Indeed, the case of Stephen Seldon is solved. That of Charles Baskerville was just a cover. The police can get rather touchy at our presence. Oh, I can imagine. Well, have a good journey back tonight. Tomorrow, I believe I've missed the last train from Totnes. Yes, yes, you probably have. I could drive you to Exeter.

You'd have more luck there. No, not to worry, Mr. Stapleton. I'll finish up my business here, then, back to work. in London tomorrow. Busy man. Very, very busy. There's something about this time of year. Ha, yes.

Must be something in the water. That's what they say, isn't it? Ha, quite, yes. Right, oh. And Farrell, I'm going to be around, so we can go to the pub or, you know, we... Of course, yeah. It sounds terrific.

Bye now. Bye-bye. I mean, he could have given me a lift back, right? I think a Baskerville in the current circumstances... I mean, it's not so funny. Sherlock? Mm-hmm. Whiskey? Or are you...

He's stewing? Will whiskey help or not help? I think not, but thank you. You two are sorted? I'm all good. Sit down, Mariana. Oh, nice fire. Thank you.

What did you use to start it? Paper? Right. Right, I use that newspaper with the Dartmoor Prison Write-up in it. Yeah, I know. I wanted to read that. What paper did you use, mate? Just paper. It was right there.

Okay. Kay? Kay. Yeah. Hey, uh, let's hear how you solve this thing, Mariana. Oh, please. Come on. I want to hear the whole, the whole saga, the whole adventure.

How'd you do it, Marianna? Oh, I speak with police a lot, so I just wanted to kind of recreate what they do, and then, yeah, like, bring in some of the stuff we do and hope that I could get to the truth. Right, Sherlock? Hmm. Amen to that? Yeah. So Tom Gregson helped, yeah? Yeah? They gave me everything.

All the reports and tapes and audio, and I just went through piece by piece by piece. And, whew, I met some characters along the way. Yeah, I bet. Hey, don't speak ill of my new neighbors. How'd you find out about Rosemary? I mean, that's a real stroke of... Genius?

Um, I was speaking to this woman. She, uh, Laura Lyons, her name was? She said on the 19th she'd seen some activity that night around here and reported it to the police and I was there chasing it up. Chasing it up. Look at you. Yeah. And I saw a picture of Rosemary on the wall. She was the childminder for Laura when she was a girl.

No, no way. And I said, That's rosary. Right, well, I'm going to... Let's get off to bed. Oh, you're actually going to sleep tonight? I mean, he might be done stewing soon. Yeah, but I'm...

Long day tomorrow, so... Really? Yeah, I'm done, I think. John? No, no, it's fine. I just quit while you're ahead. Well, you know, I'm not ahead. I'm sort of just...

Yeah, just quit, basically. Night or... John. I don't know. I don't know. You're gonna kill me for what? Please, I'm sorry, I, but I can explain. I thought that, I thought that, I'm sorry, I, but I, I can explain, I, I, but I can explain, I, I,

I can explain, I, I. Why was this in your pocket, Henry? No, no, you don't. Hey, come here. Get in here now. Let's die. John! Please.

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