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

Episode Date: September 30, 2025

THE MISSING SHOE - Dr. Jamie Mortimer had rediscovered his tenacity in the moments before Sir Charles Baskerville's funeral... I however had discovered that we were being followed. An unwelcome distraction as we met the last of the Baskervilles.  Part 2 of 5 (vol i) This episode contains swearing, references to distressing themes, references to violence, autopsy surgery, references to mutilation, references to killing of young women and death.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 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 Omari Douglas as Dr. Jamie Mortimer Marc Rico Ludwig as Henry Baskerville Additional Voices: Julia Green 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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Sir Charles Baskervoir. Every Baskerville, every male head of household Baskerville, had a bloody and mysterious death. Oh, on the moor? Yeah, they, um, it's, it's, they said it's a curse, all this. Does the ancient expanse of Dartmoor call us once more? Did you really come to London, just to warn us of Dr Armstrong, Jamie? Because I feel that to be somewhat excessive for just the imparting of knowledge. Good observation.

Again. Sir Charles was on the ground. Face down. Arms out, fingers. Doug, well, clawed into the ground. So tight he could barely wrench him out. Took a second to identify him. His face was there.

So. contorted and twisted into such a horrified expression what was he doing out there in front the house at his age at that time no blood

no no injuries no then what do you have for me Jamie I have this Sherlock it's a photo of gravel is that where they found their body can I can I see Sherlock

Footprints Yeah, okay That's a that's a start Big small The Prince of a man A woman What have we got here Of a beast

What is it What do you see The hound Of the Baskervilles Thank you. Thank you. Today the court has heard the verdict of the jury. verdict of the jurors that Stephen Selden has been found guilty of the murder of Valeria

Yanez and Carla Rosas in Notting Hill London in the January this year. Mr. Selden was described here at Exeter Crown Court by Judge Granger as a wicked, reckless cruel individual a demon among us but no more the judge went on to say he is deserving of every second

he'll spend in the darkened chambers of Dartmoor prison a demon among us a demon among us a demon among us Huh.

Ah. Ah. H. H. F. F. Uh. What?

Past your bedtime, is it not, John? Sherlock, I, there is someone out in the road, or, or, or there is someone out in the road, or there was I mean looking Looking? Yes, looking at our flat And what exactly are they looking for? I don't bloody know, but

I saw a figure out there Okay? Noted Noted What do you mean? What do you mean noted? Who is it? Sherlock, who is out there?

You feel like you're being followed. I don't. No, I mean, I do. Yeah, I do. Just in the park? No, like, I just... First it's the feeling, right? Uh-huh.

Tea? Yes, please. Uh, first it's the feeling. It's just, it's like a presence, like, um, tingley between the shoulderblazer. Something's there. Someone is behind you. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. And then, and not, not every time, but when I turn, I swear, there's just always just this, I don't know, a man will just mirror my turn, like, pivot away. Have you confronted him? I mean, you are a pretty confrontational guy. No, he's, he's not near. Yeah, he's, he's far off, and it's not like I can live. leg it if I've got Arge.

Like he's in the distance? I don't know. I don't even know what's going on with my brain. It's just I feel it. I know what I know, you know. Don't give me that look. I think maybe Sherlock isn't the only one who needs a break. Just saying.

St John's Regent's Park Hotel. Chop, top. Do you fancy a cup of tea before we... And he's gone. Yep. See ya. Bye. So...

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Yep, just head on through. Thanks. You cannot be a breakfast buffet, you just can't. I'm sure you can. No, you can't. What I always do is I make myself a mini breakfast first. I'll be like just one bit of bacon, one slice of bread, and I'll have a tiny bacon sandwich with a coffee,

and then bang, I go back for a main breakfast. Please shush. Good morning, Jamie. After a good night, I hope. Sherlock, John. How you doing, Jamie? Did you get that good night's sleep you hoped for? God, yeah.

God, yes. Good stuff. Yeah, I mean, telltale sign that I need to maybe uproot myself again, get myself out of Devon. Just going to sit. Sure, yeah. Uproot yourself, you said. Yeah? Can't stay there, can I?

Well, I think, look, it's reasonable to be unsettled. I'm a surgeon, John. I've seen a lot worse than a deceased elderly man. It's what I've not seen. That's what's unsettled. And I'm telling you that, just knowing that, having that proper rest and knowing my next steps. I'm just not going to be that guy anymore. What guy, sorry?

That guy you met yesterday, timid, afraid, delicate. I know when I'm right and I know when I'm wrong, and I'm bloody right. I'm bloody right. Something tells me this isn't about just the Baskervilles. Jamie, I wanted to get more details about the scene of the crime. scene of the crime, the arrangement of everything surrounding the death of Sir Charles Baskerville. Then you can join me.

Join you where? Sorry? John Hunter, pioneering surgeon and collector, the Hunterian Museum. Quite a grisly display of trinkets, even for my tastes. Yeah, unbelievable. Nothing against John Hunter, but you've got to be a little bit creepy to collect all these

pickled body parts and animals and Yeah, I mean, look at this guy, Jesus. Charles Byrne, the Irish giant. That is a bloody big skeleton. How tall is that? Seven foot seven? I can't say he was over eight foot. Well, yeah, well, I can't clearly exaggerate, don't they? Burns' great height was the result of a then-undiscovered growth disorder

known today as acromagallic gigantism. He died aged 22. God. Always a startling thing. What's that? When myth and mortal life align. So large, so brutish and gargantuan. Yet a man sits inside this frame.

Look at this. Indeed. Large male wolfhound, unknown breed. Sherlock, do you think? You've discovered the interesting side to the Royal College of Surgeons then. You have, indeed. used to spend a lot of time in here.

Hey, the study rooms I had upstairs. This isn't even half of it. Probably not even 10%. No way. Oh yeah. Want to collected everything. Like, everything. Is everything all right with your surgeon college pals?

Yeah? It's nice to see you smiling, Jamie. But what are we so excited about exactly? Exposing Armstrong made me a lot of enemies. But it also made me a lot of friends, too. You have a plan of action? Well, Red. Again, Mr. Holmes.

They need to pickle his brain, mate. Shove it in a jar. I'd rather they didn't. Well, I could join you, mate. When I go, we could be pickled heads in jars. Doesn't that sound fun? Not remotely. I promised you information on Sir Charles.

Thanks for that, Jamie. If you can do that, that's really handy. Tell me everything. I can do better than tell. What? Wait. What? You can't, you've been struck off, you're not even a pathologist.

I did warn you about the tenacity, didn't I? Jesus, come Watson. Sherlock, just, can you two wait? And there he is. Sir Charles Baskerville. Now, obviously, we're a few weeks down the line. They've got this, uh, not that low, minus two Celsius, so that's the discoloration on the skin.

Lots of dehydration, I'd say, from when I last stem saw him. Just standard fluid loss, mumbling there and there. Again, all normal. These abrasions are old, as is behind his shoulder here. Is someone coming? No one is coming. These notes have him cleared. Is that correct?

Correct. But I have new notes to replace them with. I think you're really pushing the limits of your connections in surgery, Jamie. Wait, wait, whoa. This says you've performed an autopsy. That's correct. But he hasn't been opened up? Not yet.

You're really going to do this? What are you expecting to find, a poisoning or something? If they say there's nothing suspicious, then what harm am I doing? What about his family? No wife. No children. I vote for the incision. Yeah, you would.

And to be honest, the Jamie Mortimer I met yesterday, I thought would be on my side. And just to confirm, your side is to chicken out. It is not chickening out. It's obeying the law. Oh, look, that guy didn't steal. or punch anyone in the face. What a chicken. That is, I'm the default human position. This is the only chance we have. The funeral is tomorrow here in London. He didn't want to be buried in the family plot. Yes, we heard his character assessment on the Baskerville ancestry.

He'll be in the parlour by this afternoon. His notes, these new notes right here now reflect an autopsy. No one is going to know anything. Fine, do it. Just, just do it. Okay. Commencing Y shape, the thorough abdominal incision, shoulder to shoulder, and down to stonum, and finally to pubic bone. John, if you could help? Yep. Opening the incision now. Okay, let's have a look here. Can I borrow that light? Ah. Well, there's no signs of a demonic hound on the externals, as we noted.

And I can rule out a phantom hound too, because that, right there. Enlarged. Yeah. Yeah, I'm not a cardiologist, but that's heart failure, mate. Can you be sure? Yeah, that's massive. That's probably an enlargement of about... about 20, 30%, and this. Can I grab that scalpel?

So, you hear that grit? Clack, coronary artery disease? I mean, yeah, Jamie. Hey, look, I'm surgically trained. I'm not a physician. I mean, I know enough to care for an elderly person or two, but... Yeah, I'm not being a knob.

Anna was specialised in amputations and trauma, but I'm bones and sinews, not chambers and valves. The yellow softened tissue, there, John. Yeah, that's myocardial infarct. It's, yeah, yeah, they're older, but all add up for heart failure. See, here, this left ventricle. Mm-hmm. Should never be that thick.

Again, that's huge. That's nearly two and a half centimeters. Yeah, it should be 1.5 max, but right ventricle is fine, so his lungs were all right. Old, but all right, no, no pulmonary or lung disease or anything. These chambers, all dilated, calcification here. And here, a bit there. So we have heart failure. Again, guys, what did you want to see?

Something. Anything. Jamie, it is my suspicion, and I wish it were more at this point, that Sir Charles witnessed something that filled him with dread. The expression depicted in the images, the fingertips and nails here dug with dirt amidst a panic. Yeah, actually, you've got lungs really swollen here, Full edema. That's big, big shock. It was full of froth, I'd say.

Hemorrhages in the whites of the eyes, too. Yeah, a sudden pump of distress. And... What is it, John? You know what? Jamie, you were looking for something, and I think we have a semblance of something. I don't think we have heart disease here.

These dark streaks here, you see them? Yeah. That's, I mean, I'd put that down to, um, it's called catacolamine surge. Something just, bang, gripped him. It flooded his body with absolute terror, stress, fright, call it whatever you want. And then it just detonates in here. He gives out too old to take whatever horror he witnessed. He was found on the driveway to the house.

Correct. And no footprint. on that gravel, except his own. That's right. The Barrymore's will direct it flawlessly that day, too. That's the underkeeper, Frank Barrymore? Yeah, and his wife, Rosemary. And they just live and work there?

Yeah, that's the total of the household staff. For a lot of house and grounds. It's pretty run down, there's no money. If it is run down, are there any other openings onto the driveway? No. What makes you sure? He has to maintain the fences, the gates, the boundaries, everything like that. That's the rules. Too many livestock. There's whole council department's checking up on this sort of thing.

So to enter this driveway, that is walled and tree lined, one must come from either the house or the front gate. Correct. But a great hound, in theory... May we spare ourselves the supernatural for a moment, please? Sherlock. Did the police examine the walls for any signs of breach, any scaling of them? footprints at their base Yeah I can't be sure but I believe so No marks on the grass

None Now the front gate to the driveway It was closed And padlocked So he could have been on his way to open it Could have been, but It was nearly midnight Could he have been leaving

For any reason? Without his car On to the moors in the middle of the night No Nearest neighbours, friends I mean You're talking minimum three months miles. Then we must examine our only clue. The footprint. A hound. Hold your excitement, please, Watson. The underkeeper. Mm-hmm. Frank Barrymore. He works for a gamekeeper,

does he not? Along with these duties to the household, yeah, local gamekeeper. A gamekeeper must keep dogs. Yeah, lots of dogs. Could this be a mark of theirs? Sherlock, come on. I'm merely asking questions, Watson. No dogs live within the house. Sir Charles hated them. With his family history, I could see why. Right. Well, my interrogation may well be complete. Interrogation?

Yes. Some questions relevant to the scene, some to the person before me. Well done, Jamie. You're not hiding anything from what I can tell. Of course Sir Charles wasn't leaving the house. He didn't even have his keys. I just wanted to see if you'd mention any local people he may visit at such hours. Sorry, why, of course, he's walking down the end of his driveway?

No. He's waiting on his driveway, out of sight from the house, out of sight from the front gate, and its camera. In a near perfect blind spot, the image again here, see? Here? The deep depression on the gravel, the scuffs around him, where he has kicked and shifted his weight from side to side. He's been standing there for some time. Could even be 10, 15, 20 minutes. With anticipation, I'd say, would have to be a man of his aid to come out.

out the house? Must have been something exhilarating. The activity on the gravel shows restlessness until this imprint here backwards and another. Then there is the collapse, this scrape of grit and shingle. So, a massive locked front gate with a camera, then the high, narrow, walled, tree-lined driveway, no getting in, no seeing in. We must re-examine the foot of those walls either side. there will be signs of someone They looked And I don't really get why you'd think that It was the middle of the...

Because he was expecting somebody, Jamie And that person was informed Not to arrive by the front gate And not to go to the house So they can't go round it They can't go through it They have to go over it Someone was gonna come jump over the wall

And chat to an old bloke on his drive At midnight in the middle of nowhere That is my insinuation What is yours? A gigantic spectral hound. Who's he going to meet? He's a lonely old man in a man-house. He's got no wife, no kids, no family.

I didn't say there was no family. You didn't? No. So there's family? Henry Baskerville. The Canadiahean nephew. At a Baskerville Hall. Oh.

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But three weeks ago, the walls of Dartmoe Prison were proven inefficience. Blimey. It's all happening down there, isn't it? On Dartmoor. Yes. Scape from the prison. How's he managed that? Absolutely mental.

Last thing you want, isn't it? Literally last thing, as a resident, isn't it? You take a thief or a drug dealer breaking out, but a murderer, no thanks. Well, it is a maximum security prison. It was somewhat likely that if a prisoner was to escape, it would be one guilty of violent crimes. Mm. Yeah, so. Who got him?

Hmm? Who arrested him in Notting Hill in January? I don't remember it. Forrester. Oh, nice. Good for her. Indeed. Stephen Selden was in fact a Devonshire man himself. Ah, right.

Did they find him there? Yes, I believe she tracked him from phone records. He had boasted about the murder of the Spanish girls to friends. They tipped her off. She tracked the use of the number, pinged off a mast in South Devon. Yeah, hence the trial at Exeter Crown Court, and then, bye-bye Psycho, into Dark War Prison, you go. Yes. Well, I guess he's not a psycho.

Otherwise, you would have been found guilty on grounds of insanity. It is a personality disorder. Yeah. It does not fill the requirements. Doesn't it? Is it a disease of the mind that causes a defect from reason? Two of the three monoton rules that dictate UK law. Disease of the mind?

Nope. defect from reason no yeah yeah all right all right just i'm just trying to have a little chat a little chat about psychopaths and murderers over lunch yeah lovely isn't it you you don't think it's connected do you how would it be right yeah yeah just just asking thank you cheers feeling better oh yeah oh yeah yeah I was hungry, just needed a boost. I meant in your self-esteem. Your work in the autopsy was exceptionally helpful to the case,

and I hope it aided your failing pride. No, I'm not down in the dumps. I just, you know, I'm embarrassed that I didn't do anything for Mazarin Stone, Abby Grange, I just uploaded an old adventure, missing three-quarter, I tried, and, yeah, to do it by myself, and I needed rescuing. You fear being by yourself on a case? I don't know about fear.

The doubt, I suppose, yeah. Yeah, now I do. How are you feeling? Re-energised? Not quite. You're still in conversation, are down strong? I feel I deserve answers to my inquiries. He feels otherwise.

Hey, hey, Northumberland Hotel, right here. Yes, I know. Sorry, I thought you were walking first, then. I am. Sorry, wait, why? Because we're being followed. Oh, I knew it. What the hell is going on?

Come, this way. Okay, okay. Game plan, do I just go and take them out? Take them out? Yeah. What exactly does that mean? Can we stop fast walking, please? It means I go and batter him.

Batter him? Yeah, sprint after him, you know? Get him on the ground, get answers. It's rather ambitious, don't you think? John, Sherlock. Oh, bullocks. Uh, yeah, hi, Jamie. Entrance is here.

No, yeah. Yeah, okay. Keep your eyes alert during our meeting with Henry Baskerville. Okay, John? Our elusive follower could be in connection to any number of things. Well, if it is a giant home, this hotel has a no dog's policy. See? He should get turned away.

Did you just roll your eyes? What I did mention was that, um... Well, Sir Charles had very few friends, which led to me having a particular responsibility, which is the executor of his will. When he got ill, he had arranged for a meeting with a solicitor. He wanted one from London and was supposed to be coming here. It was but for the day after he died, as a matter of fact. But as a temporary measure, he clearly thought it was something I would be best to pandal.

And you contacted this, Henry? Yeah, how much does Canadian Henry know about? Sir Charles and the Baskerville estate and such. From when we spoke on the phone, he definitely seemed aware. I think he's considerably successful himself in his own right. So this isn't, it's not... Hitting the inheritance jackpot. Yeah, exactly.

Here he comes. Ah, that's Henry Baskerville. Is it? Why is... Hey, Jamie. You're Jamie, right, from the call? We meet in person. How are you, Henry? Look, how do you think I am? Can you...

I mean... You've got no shoes? I have a shoe. upstairs this place said some utter crap about this shoe shine thing you do where you put the shoes outside the door in a little holder and they they shine them but somebody took my shoe they actually took my shoe so i got to go out and grab another pair i'll be super fast don't worry okay yeah no that's fair um this is chun and sherlock hey good to meet you hi i mean can you believe this have you ever seen anything like this baffling hey nice cap though blue jay

Toronto Blue Jays? Blue Jays, yeah, wore this during the bad times, just so you know. So yeah, hi, good, good to meet you. Sure, sure. You have no spares? Spares? Oh, shoes. I mean, I got slippers from the room. I don't really know what's more embarrassing.

Put a word in with reception. Maybe they can sort you out. Yeah, I don't think I can go back over there. I kind of went off a little, just... I mean, a shoe. Jesus Christ, serves me right for indulging a little too much. too much in the quaint little shoe-shining scam they got going on here. Uh, Jamie, can we catch up maybe later once I've sorted this dumb situation? I feel weirdly exposed. Could I ask, Henry, does your room here show any signs of a break-in? Sorry, what?

Do you have any other missing items? No? Just a shoe. Just a shoe. Look, it's a prank. You see the left one? It's a pretty ordinary shoe from mayor. Toronto? You don't steal those.

A prank. Yes. Do we know what the weather situation is in Dartmoor? Am I going to need like a hiking kind of trek boot or what? It might make sense to cover both bases, yeah. Okay, cool. Quick shopping trip, you guys, and I'll be right back. Do you remember much of your childhood, Henry?

Sorry, what now? Your childhood. How much do you recall? Uh, uh, uh, yeah, I mean, I recall plenty, yeah. Did your father tell you tales of his homeland, stories of his brother's estate? I will literally be five minutes. minutes and I just got to find the store and then we can catch up on everything Baskerville Hall.

Dartmoor is a place about which many fantastical yarns are spun, Henry. I find it unlikely that a former resident, far from home, gave his child no little legends of the place where he once belonged. No, yeah, yeah, I guess I picked up a few about Dartmoor, yeah. Like what? Uh, the, the, the, the Pixies, yeah, right, the legend of the mischievous Pixies was one. There was Kitty J or... Jay or, uh...

Yes, that's another. Yeah, yeah, great, Ed, great tales. Uh, you know, I don't want you to think I'm some kind of foreign guy who's just coming in, doing whatever I want to an estate, I have no connection to. No, no, I don't think that's what Sherlock is getting at, right? Sherlock? Because you don't buy into that supernatural stuff anyway. Hey, mate.

No, of course not. Why do you think he left, Henry? Can I please just go buy a pair of shoes? I'll give you my own if you can answer the question. I don't want yours. Can I... I don't know why he left, okay? His dad, my grandpa, not that I met him, or died, and he, yep, yeah, he left.

Francis Baskerville. That's a guy. Went wandering on the moors, found mauled on the banks of the river Dart. Sherlock. I think maybe he'd been drinking. Fell in the river, washed up kind of thing. Indeed. We all clear now?

Can I go limp down the street to a shoe shop? Yeah. Yeah, of course you can. Sorry, Henry. And we'll join you. What? Are you serious? Tell you what?

Tell you what? Talk about curse of the basketballs. Mm-hmm. What about the curse of the Watson's? Oh yes. What's that? We start a case. First guy we get our hands on, loses a shoe.

Yes. Curse of the Watson's. How exactly is this a Watsonian curse? Because I lose my shoes. a lot on cases, don't I? Do you? Yes, I do. But he's not a Watson. What? He's a Baskerville.

Yeah, but he's come into contact with me, and I carry the... I'm a vector for the curse. The upside of you doing cases by yourself is that I'm not subject to this absolute nonsense. I'm just saying, how many shoes am I down now? How many? May I depart from this conversation? Can I move over there? Oh, what? And give poor Henry some more weird...

Do you believe in ghosts, Henry? Is your mum a witch? Is your dad a wizard? Hmm, I didn't say any of those things. You give me all that nonsense about not believing those things, and then you go and give all that stuff about folk tales. I am curious about his connection to Dartmoor. I wanted an entry point. I am trying to assess both his character and that of his father, while simultaneously trying to understand who is following us,

and what wider threat we may possibly be facing. Is that all right with you? Well, it would be a lot more straightforward if you'd just let and get a pair of sh-h-h-h-he, here he is. A little loud for my liking, but a shoe is a shoe. Yeah, great. Love him. And I got Wellie boots. Wellington's?

Oh, glorious. Yeah, great for the bogs and peats of Dartmoor. Yeah, I hope. Yeah. So, Jamie didn't really say who, like, you guys are. Solicitor? No. Actually, we are...

We're investigators. Oh, like, for insurance. For crime. As in, like, detective. That's, yeah, that's pretty accurate. What are you investigating? The death of your uncle of Sir Charles Basketball. He had heart failure outside of his home.

It seems to be more complicated than that, we believe. More complicated that an elderly sick man's heart giving out? Yeah, that's, that's right. Do, is this regarding some potential foul play? It's an option. that we have on the table. But like I say, it's complicated, and we just want to analyze all angles

before we just dismiss anything major. Am I an angle? You're looking at him. What? Am I an angle? No, I don't think so, right? Sherlock? I suggest you go about your business as you intended, Henry, and allow us to do our work. Your work?

You... I could buy Baskerville Hall if I wanted to. You know that, right? This isn't, I'm not, like, I don't need this. No, you don't, and that's not an accusation I threw your way regardless. You're not throwing anything my way. You're analyzing me, and I don't want to be analyzed. I want to show some respect, visit my ancestral home and protect it the best I can and probably burn a ton of cash doing so, by the way.

Henry, I don't want to get off on the wrong foot here. Is that some kind of joke about the shoe? No, it's not a joke about the shoe. Did you take it? No, I'm just... Was he killed? Henry. Was he?

Uncle Charles, was he killed? It's complicated. It's not complicated. Stop saying it's complicated. He is, he was a, he was frail. He was alone and sick and dying and his, and he had heart failure. It literally gave out because he was so old. I love him. I'll miss him, but this, this is not some tragic tale of life torn away. It was, it sure as hell is not complicated. Did you just do that? Do what? Not you, him. I did nothing. You put a note in my pocket. Hmm, I assure you, I didn't. Who are dead? Show me. Get off.

Show me the note. What does it say? Keep away from the more. I guess it is kind of complicated. To hear right up to the end of part five of the Hound of the Baskervilles, go to patreon.com forward slash Sherlock and Co. ...height... ...when...

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