Sherlock & Co. - The Mazarin Stone - Part Three

Episode Date: August 26, 2025

ROMANCING THE STONE - The wedding day was here. And Sherlock was gone. And I was anxious. And Mariana was stressed. And The Mazarin Stone was still missing. And yeah that's about it, have a listen. Part 3 of 3 This episode contains swearing, references to violence, references to elderly abuse, reference to dementia and psychological trauma and discomfort. Listener discretion is advised. For merchandise and transcripts go to: www.sherlockandco.co.ukFor 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 George Greenland as Greg Cantlemere Sharon D Clarke as Gwen Lestrade Joel Emery as Harley Sylvius Darcey Ferguson as Gracie Jemma Revell as Nadia Adam Jarrell as Stamford 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

Chapter 1, Mr Sherlock Holmes The original words of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle In the year 1878 I took my degree of Doctor of Medicine of the University of London Told by our very own Dr John Watson The campaign brought honours and promotion to many But for me it had nothing but misfortune and disaster Beginning with that infamous first meeting You are the second man today that has used that expression to me

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Go to patreon.com forward slash Sherlock & Co. Come join the Patreon. It's a huge community now with loads of extra cool stuff. Patreon.com forward slash Sherlock and Co. Previously on Sherlock and Co. Our friend is a collector. Oh, Greg. Indeed, collection is property of Lord Cantalmere Trading Limited.

God Almighty. An article here. Regarding a failed insurance claim and a warning for the collectors everywhere. What's the warning exactly? The insurance claim from Lord Cantlmere Trading was rejected on the grounds of lack of proven value and unauthorised relocation of asset. What asset is this? The stone from our god-awful film.

He has the actual stone from the movie. He had it, yes. The GPS has taken me to the exact spot where Darok finds the stone in his pocket. I'm stood in that precise spot. When? Impossible. Nope.

What? Tell me. I reach into my pocket. No. And I pull out. You're kidding me. The Mazarin Stone. So, what happened to it?

It was in a glass display, where two of the panels kind of converged. On the Sunday, the last day of the con, a classic smashing grab. Fire alarm goes off, big crowd of people all heading out, all filing past it. Some kid in a hoodie smashes the thing. grabs the stone and legs it. Oh man. Footage? Yeah.

Anyway, yeah, Sherlock deduced from what the guy was wearing, that his height was being disguised, and yeah, it was all pretty cool. Oh, nice one, Sherlock. But now he's being all socially anxious. Why are you being socially anxious? He won't talk, he's just going to keep staring in the mirror. And so you should. That's a great suit. Yeah, great suit, mate. Love it.

Mate. Shut. Okay, please don't tell me that is the waxwork and he's gone missing on the day of the wedding. Please don't tell me that. That is the wax work and he's gone missing on the day of the wedding. Shit.

This ends now. well it ends in I don't know it ends at the end of this episode but well done to you for getting through yet another adventure we will debrief at the end and compare notes

yeah yeah in the meantime if you're worried about the content that may crop up for yourself or your child or family or whatever just have a look in the episode description it's all in there and now it's time for you

to head back to outer space Goodbye. The universe learns for control. It learns for a master. You are not a master. You are a boy. The universe, it don't earn for anything, buddy. You can't hear it some more.

The screams of the dark. The void begs for my grip on its leaves. And now I have you. And you have the stone. And you will help it over. Or face an eternity, burning in the darkness, screaming for death. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, you don't have anything better than that, just okay? He, he, maybe he wanted to get to the wedding early. You know, he likes to be prepared to visualize the day and the conversations and such? So he dressed the wax work in his suit and left in what? His pants? That's what you're saying? Oh, he's still not answering his phone. God's sake, he's done the switcheroo. The oldest trick in the book, John, think, man. Wiggins, have you asked him?

No, hasn't seen him. Neighbors, the Merrillows? Not seen him. Oh, God, Stamos calling me again. We've, right, we've literally got one train we can get that will get us there on time. Oh my God, Sherlock, why would he do this to us? You know what? Hey, hey, hey, it's, okay, this is drastic, and it calls for drastic measures.

What are you going to do? I have here, on my phone, a very important phone number. Right. It's a person that specifically said to me, if anything happens to Sherlock, to call them. Oh. My question to you is, do I make this call? Why would you not? Well, because, from what I gather, he left willingly.

It's not like he got kidnapped. He's gone to solve this stupid Mazarin stone idea, because no one listens to me. How long have you been waiting to say that? Oh, since the second I realised it was not him and was in fact a giant waxwork who was also, guess what? Not listening to me. Just make the call. Even though it's just for a friend's wedding? John, make the call. Okay, okay, fine. Here we go.

Lestrade speaking. Hey, Gwen. It's raining Gwen. How are you doing? Sorry, who is this? Oh, this is John. Gonna need more than that? Ha, ha. Right. Yeah, common name. Dr John Watson. Ah, Sherlock's assistant?

Not quite, but fine. Um, yeah, so you wouldn't happen to have seen him anywhere, would you, around these here apart? Have I seen Sherlock? Yeah. No. Ah. Have you lost him? I mean, lost is such a loaded term, isn't it?

I mean, I suppose I would put to you that we haven't necessarily lost him, but nor have we. found him hello call me back if you don't find him within another 12 hours we'll do yeah lovely to catch her she's gone she's yeah

we gotta get the train yes yes yes yes yes yes let me grab little mic wait why why why you've got big mic yeah big mic to record us but I thought it would be cool to get the guests to record little audio tributes to Stamo and Nadia and then I can cut it together

oh that is so sweet what It's not here The spare mic? Little Mike is not here Where is it? Um Welcome to Euston Station, listeners

As you're all probably aware Houston was the first intercity railway terminal in London and by Robert Stevenson The Great Locomotive Designer But as you are also aware It connects London to the Midlands, the North Scotland and of course Hollyhead in Wales

where my lunchtime appointment will be coming from. I have had around 27 minutes worth of sleep and have spent most of the night, not all of it, some in a rather nice melancholic reflection, but most of it has been remote solving as best I could this curious little Mazarin stone incident. And what we have, although not hugely exciting, is a somewhat typical case of cognitive dissonance

on the part of lovely Greg Cantlemere. It would appear, from my research, that a great, wily and cunning burglar would have many other ways to access the stone, rather than pulling the very common and predictable trick of triggering the fire alarm and smashing open the display case while hooded. So why did the man, with the clumsy smash and grab have the wit and wherewithal to disguise his gait, his posture, his frame and build, and even height? The answer I came to late last night is somewhat pathetic. The truth is Our thief didn't do that for the act of stealing the stone from the convention He does and has always done that

Because he's a man who is insecure about his height Nothing more His posture is immaculate and his acrobatics fairly nifty To use a John Watson word Because he spends his entire life trying to claw back his financial losses By running his own yoga retreat Harley, Harley Silvius over here here he comes

and action hey Kevin oh my god oh my little god I cannot like I can't even you're literally stood here in front of me this is eat my laser loser oh my god

that you look amazing literally amazing hey this is my girlfriend Gracie Gracie hi Hi did you do the hotel oh my god completely so as promised it's a night in Clarit's Clarit that's the best baby

That's the best, claridges, right? Oh, the absolute best. And it's an honour, such an honour to put you up there. And what is this? So what are we doing today? Is this a party? It's a party, yes, absolutely. At my flat, in Baker Street.

Cool, cool. You want to come, baby? You're going to be quick? It's just a mean greed, right? I'll do the usual shit and get out of there, right? That's cool. Sorry, I don't mean, I don't want to downplay it, but that's the case, right? No, no, no, I understand totally and literally understand.

Repeat off to me. I mark Leighton, Stamford. Layton. I mark Leighton, Stamford. Take thee, Nadia, Hope, Cantalmere. Take thee, Nadia Hope, Cantalmere. To be my lawful, wedded wife. To be my lawful wedded wife.

And Nadia, I, Nadia, Hope, Cantalmere. Nadia Hope, Cantlmere. Take Mark Layton, Stamford. Take Mark Layton, Stamford. To be my lawful, wedded husband. To be my lawful wedded husband. You're not... Sorry, Mariana.

Do you vow... This is tissue pack number two, they haven't even done after dinner's speeches here. Stand by one another in all the ups and downs of life. I do. I do. Do you vow to always be faithful, to safeguard and to safeguard and to... nurture one another and grow together with your family and with your friends. I do.

Then I am thrilled and honoured and fucking relieved that I nailed back. Lucas Scott! Ladies and gentlemen, Mr and Mrs. Stamford, give each other a big kiss. Go on, go on, go on, hey! Birds and bees, flowers and trees, like everything that belongs together, we're meant to be, oh, who to believe? Like a river flow, the canyon slope, we dance for the bride and the moon. Just in here. Ah, ah, it would seem the...

My housemates have left. So, no party. Wait, wait, we have to do full payout though, right? Because we came all this way. That's the deal, Kev, man. No, no, no, yes. Of course, of course, absolutely. If you just come through, ignore him. That's my dog. Hey, chubby guy.

No, don't stroke him. Stop. Diseases. All right, all right. Jeez. Yo, hey, what's the... Who's this guy? Not the dog, the statue. That's, um, that's me. He's, holy crap. He's got, like, the same clothes on and everything. Yes, I needed him to be well-dressed for the party, of course. That is insane. But you know what?

Usually you guys, the fans, you do all that, that cosplay shit. Of course, yes, well, some may choose to still. Of course, course, sure, whatever. So, um, it would seem they have departed. Well, now, if you take a seat and I will make us cups of tea. Just leave my things here. I think when checking opens, I'm just going to go and hang out at the hotel. Yeah, sure, baby, whatever.

Like, how many fans can they actually fit in here? I reckon you talk to them once. Then that's it, right? Right, yeah, sure. Don't overstay. Don't keep talking to the same ones. They get their time. Hey, hey, I know.

I know, okay. I know. I really can't wait to see my friends react to Derek Sunborn being at our party. It's going to be pretty sick, man. Oh, absolutely. Looking forward to it, baby. Hey, Gracie, look.

What the fuck is you doing? What? What are you doing with that? What? It's the stones. They're fans. They're going to fucking freak out. Are you serious right now?

What? What's wrong with you? Stop saying what? That is our next house in that. Hey, hey, hey, hey, stop, stop it. You are totally... This is how you got so broke. Hey, stop, stop.

Stupid shit. Stop it. You listen to me. I do these gigs right. I get the right buzz. People start talking about how great it was. I get these. I get five or ten of these fucking things a week,

so don't talk to me. Like, I don't know what I'm. doing alright? Gracey, all right? Oh, God. Here we go. Lovely cup of tea. Whoa, hey, it's a cup. Sure, let's have a cup of tea, right? Right? Right, some long-neglected shout-outs here, whilst I take a breather from the wedding jubilation. Amalie, you turned 18 on the 12th of July, big belated happy birthday from us, but the party is over, mate, it's time to tidy your room, because you've got to shout out now, a deal's a deal.

Alden in California, you had a birthday in July, happy birthday to you. Again, sorry it's late, and sorry, I'm, yeah, a few drinks in at a wedding, but you've got to make do, haven't you? Sapphire has been in touch, drum roll, please. Happy birthday! Again, late, sorry, to Chenet, who turned 15. Woo, Chenet. Oh, I'm not late to this one. Happy 14th birthday to Sophie. Yes, Sophie. And Bex and Ash wish a happy birthday to Becky.

Bailey Michael Edward, you're 29. Happy birthday to you down in Brisbane, Australia. Happy birthday, Banjamas in Denmark from Fiona. Shout out to Shiny. shout out to Helia in Iran with Nabat the Cockatiel Happy birthday Justine Earl and a big final shout out to Michaela from Connecticut Sorry I haven't been able to squeeze more in

But I should really get... Oh, I should really... Get this suit cleaned. It's a little picture of Mary in my pocket. How? I wore this at Mary's service. I mean just the UK part of it that her nurse friends did.

This is that picture. I found all that time ago in Tonga's room. I meant to... send it with her remains and she went well when the plane took her home but obviously chose not to it's a wedding John not a funeral happy thoughts happy thoughts Sherlock, Mariana, Archie, Swindon, not being completely shit. Let me just

sip a little beer and check in on Sheld. Hello mate. Another voice note. I think you leave now and you'll make the reception. It's not like you get invited to that many weddings, so

yeah, put the effort in. All right. sake food wasn't that bad was it hey it's the bride the half drunk bride not quite I mean

yeah maybe what are you doing out here it's your big day get back in the big giant tent thing I wanted to see if you're okay really? No I needed a wee Oh

What's up? Nothing. Nothing? I'm at the best wedding ever. Nothing's up. Greg's nervous. Oh, mate. Yeah, but you'll be fine.

Of course, he will nail it. It'll probably help to have your friendly face in there. He thinks you're great. Does he? Does he? Oh, that's nice. You are great, John. So whatever it is...

Honestly, Nadia. She's kind of here with you, in a way, too. Hmm? See? The little sparkle. Hmm. Of course. The ring. Your little circle. Yeah.

Hey there, Mary Moorston. Thanks for joining us. Even if it is just a little sparkle of the sunset on a drunk woman's finger. Half drunk, thank you. That's a half drunk, yeah, sorry. Sorry, Nadia. Don't do that. Don't say sorry.

A hug will do. Sure. Stupid, because I actually couldn't be happier for either of you. It's not stupid. You've had the hardest life. You do the toughest job. It's a bloody wedding, for God's sake. Of course it's where the good stuff comes out.

The good stuff? Yeah, the tears and the emotions. Just you wait until my sister gets up there. It's okay, John Podcast Watson. Hi? Is he okay? Half okay. Thank you.

I'll see you in there. You look amazing. Thanks, so do you. Speaking a bit. Please don't make me open tissue packet number three. Yeah. You're running low on ammo, buddy. Any word?

You know he's safe. You know he's doing what he loves. Yeah, but he'd love it here too, you know? You can't grieve alive you almost had, and worry about him, then drink ten beers and expect to be okay. First of all, I've had nine beers. Second of all... John, I get it. Nobody gets it more than me. You look at Stanford. You wear at the start line together, right? Yep.

And now he... Well, he drives that car. Yep. He has that house. Mm-hmm. He's married now. He's handsome. Is he? Oh, yeah. Also, he basically just deals with boobs now.

He literally sits in an air-conditioned office in Harley Street, talks about boobs all day, then he goes home. And he has paid like 300 grand a year to do it. It's like, did he make a wish, you know, when I met him when we were 18? I mean, Jesus, if he did, it definitely came true. Me, on the other hand, a basically failed uni, let's be honest, dumped, enlisted, blown up, became a podcaster. I mean, that's basically a punishment in itself. Yep.

Yeah, try telling people you podcast for a living. And then, you know. Mary. Mary. The person I would have... Yeah, I've done this whole shindig with. Of course. But, yonk! Nope, not for John.

You have an amazing life. I know. And you deserve it. Because you are an amazing person. Look, I do the same thing you do, okay? It's why I deleted Facebook. It's why I have a limiter on Instagram. Because you look at weird stuff.

No, it's because I look at who I saw way back at the start line and where they are now, and I am telling you, it's dumb. I do it, but it's dumb. It is dumb. It is. Thanks, Mariana, M.H. Sarah? You're welcome, John Watson. Ah, speeches. Oh my God, Greg. Right, he is going to need big

enthusiasm here. I'm talking American talk show levels of over-the-top laughter and cheering, so... Okay. On it. Let's go. Go, go. I should be able to grab beer number 10 just in time. Oh, great. Looking forward to that. And I'm David McCloskey, former CIA analyst turned novelist. And together, we're the co-hosts of another goalhanger show. The rest is classified, where we bring you the best stories from the world of spies and secrets. We have just released an absolutely cracking new series on the infamous Colombian drug lord Pablo Escobar, how the US spent decades fighting a war on drugs to bring his cocaine empire to justice.

By 1989, Escobar was the seventh richest man in the world, wealthier than the entire state of Colombia. He was a husband, a father, and the most feared narco-terrorist in the world. But to the poor in his hometown of Medellin, he was kind of a hero. He built roads, houses, soccer fields, became almost a Colombian robin hood to a nation weary with a very unequal and violent political and legal system. Over the next few weeks, we'll take you deep inside the murky world of the hunt for Escobar. Using accounts from members of the secret military units deployed to find him,

we'll reveal how Colombian and American forces work together to track down the man who controlled a global cocaine empire. If this sounds good, we'll have to clip for you at the end of this episode. Are they going to be much longer? They are taking a rather long time, aren't they, Gracie? Yeah, like what is going on here exactly? Nothing. I see that, Kevin. I see a whole lot of nothing.

Nothing, buddy. Come on. I think, are you bullshitting us? Is it just you? Is it literally just you and your dog? And you brought us over here to keep me company? Be honest. Be honest.

Well, let's take it in turns. I couldn't possibly go before one of my guests. I think Harley Silvius here could go first. What? Honesty. Dude, listen to me your second. Right? I spend my whole life separating ego from the true self through meditation and yoga, right?

How tall are you? What? How tall? You can see how tall. I notice you didn't offer to remove your shoes in my home. A little impolite, but I'll forgive it. Shut up. You booked him for a job.

You're lucky he's here. Mr. Silvius, I represent a client of mine who had his prized possession stolen from him while kindly sharing it with fans of your famous film. I examined the footage of the Mazarin Stone being taken, and I noticed a similarity between the way both you and the thief dress. This is some real dumb shit. In isolation, perhaps it is. But I suppose when you map it onto your financial woes, your presence at the convention,

the fact the fire alarm was triggered at 132, just about the only time you were between panels. The fact that your lanyard from the event went up for sale on eBay shortly after, listed by a fan after they found it in the disabled access bathroom, right near the breached fire alarm from what the floor plan tells me. These and many other things tell me a great deal and thus invalidates the dumb shit analysis directed at just one singular point in a whole litany of clues

that perfectly align. But the worst thing... Okay, okay, okay, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop. The worst thing is the fact that you knew you could get away with it. You knew that Greg Hero worshipped you, that he believed the myth more than the man. He only saw honour and decency. He saw Darrick Sunborn. That intelligent, brilliant young man that solved a complicated series of puzzles and logical games to receive the stone in the first place,

couldn't see past the love and admiration he had for you. And what did you do? Listen to me right now. Stop! You didn't love him back. You didn't appreciate him. You didn't respect. I mean, goodness, you could have just even done what most celebrities do and just bask in his affections, but you didn't. You did the worst thing, you exploited it.

You didn't see his love for you as a strength, you saw it as a weakness, and you exploited it. The only thing that has come between your true self and your ego, Mr. Silvius, is your greed. You don't. Everybody thinks that they, but they don't. Things have not, they have not been easy for me, okay? Oh, so take it out on others, why don't you? Come on, let's go. Gracie, there's no night at Claritus, for goodness sake.

Will you just finish your bloody tea? It's the only freebie you're getting. Uh, why's your problem? I'm very tired, and I would like this resolved, so I can go and be with my friends. Then we'll go. I am a leading consulting detective. I work extremely closely with law enforcement.

Do you honestly believe that I would allow that to happen? You complete idiots. Do you think you can take us? Both of us? You can try, mate. Yes, I can, but I wasn't planning on doing that. There is a patrol car outside. Patrol car, how do you know?

I know because she's most likely looking for me. She? We could probably take a police officer, too. You can't take this one. Um, don't be so sure. Let's think, right? Would they even know what to arrest us for? She won't even know what she's doing in this situation.

The patrol car contains a woman who was knighted by the kid, exactly for the reason of knowing what she was doing. Okay, okay, right. Here's what we're going to do. We're going to stay in touch, right? We'll stay in touch with you, Kev. We're going to open a dialogue between us and Greg, right? No, Harley.

I'm going to go in my bedroom. You're going to discuss who stays here as collateral while the other retrieves the stone and brings it back. And I will miss my friend's wedding and stay here in this flat, the two most dull, boorish, self-involved people on the planet. So thank you very much. Let me know which one of you it's going to be,

and I will mentally prepare. And please make up your mind swiftly. Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay. That's right, okay. What the fuck are we going to do? Is the patrol car there? Like, actually there? Um, um, I don't.

I don't, I don't know, I don't know. What? You can't see it? I can't, but that doesn't mean he's lying. I'm calling it. He's lying. Gracie, please. Harley, we can't fucking hand him over the stone

and we can't do what he wants to do because you are a dumb asshole that brought the stone with you in the first place. Your voice down. Oh, what, so you can't hear me over that racket? He doesn't know we have the stone, right? He doesn't know we have it here. But he wants to hold one of us here.

Wait, wait, wait, what if I go and I come back with backup? That's good, no, that's good, right? You go get your brother, right? Get his, get your brother and his buddy. Yeah, yeah. Bring them back here. It'll be late. He could drive me.

Sure, and then we beat the crap out of this guy. It's going to... What? Was that you? Was what me? Is it... The statue... Is it like an animatronic?

What? The statue, Gracie. No, he said it was a wax work. Yeah, well, I just heard it move. Okay? I heard it move. Okay, then. Maybe it's an animatronic, Harley.

What do you want, men? It's just... It's... It's so real. Oh, do you want to call him back out from the bedroom, please? Jesus Christ. Detail of the light... It actually feels like skin.

Holly! What? Call him back out here. Tell him the plan. Okay, the plan. You sure? You want to do this, right? Of course.

We'll smash his head in like it's made out of wax, won't we? Hey, buddy! Hey, Kev, buddy. You in there? Hello everyone. Hey! Go on cats! Um, I never thought I'd be doing one of these, but, um, yeah, when I first met Mark,

oh, oh, by the way, this isn't, this isn't going to be funny, this one. Oh, oh, all right, uh, maybe it is. I didn't see myself doing something like this. and then I met Mark and the way we got on, the way he just embraced me for who I was, I think my world just opened up. They say, what do they say, they say you don't find friends later on in life,

especially men. but I did I found one and now that friend has become family and he's shown me all these other friends it's like there's this scene in Mazarin Stone

Oh God, here he goes Right he read 30 seconds Uncle Jim you had 35 didn't you Hey, I've got the mic. Wait your turn. You just have to say your wife looks pretty and you're done. That is true. All right, fair dues.

I've got to do all the hard work. Anyway, bloody hecklers. There's this scene where Derek has lost everything. Or at least he feels like he's lost everything. Hey, Gav! Can you open the door? what you asked me hello open up I'm gonna open this shit I'm gonna open it I'm opening this door I'm gonna open it I'm opening the door what the what's going on and the truth is the the truly remarkable moments and the truly remarkable people they fall into your life

into your lap, into your pocket, like this little guy. Oh, Christ, he got it back. Oh yeah, it's a weird little stone. Yeah. Hello, you two. Oh, Sherlock. Mate, you made it. What's going on?

He's gone, he's not in here. Well then let's go. He's not even in. Holy shit. How can you fucking go? Oh, God, holy siss. That's crazy, gracious, baby. And when they arrive in your life, when they come your way, the one thing you have to do is hold on to them.

Oldest trick in the book. Can I give you a lift? Yes, please, Gwen. Hold onto them. And never, never. let them go ladies and gentlemen the bride and

crew all right people have asked me to get up and do a number so here we go this one It's for my wonderful wife. Woo-hoo! I've been in love with you and you with me. Now I'm as happy as a guy could be.

Who, baby, you're my lady. Where is she? You and me against the world, just you and I. You bring a teardrop to my eye. I love your pretty baby. Where is she? Come on, come into the chorus of me dance. Come on, for good sake.

Baby is in love. Come on. Baby is in love. Baby is in love. Baby is in love. Baby is it low. Mrs. Nadia Stamford! Thank you, thank you.

No, no more, no more. Oh, she's a small spot. I'm going to hand you back to this wonderful band. Take it away, guys. That's my favourite constellation. I'm not familiar with it. Exactly. made it up. And I think that's why I like it.

Sherlock. Yes, Watson. Why do I have a message from Mark Merylowe saying he saw you jump out the window? Ah, yes, that's not quite what happened. Well, what happened? I knew my turbulent guest would break out into argument, so I climbed out my bedroom window into the lounge window and threw waxwork Sherlock out into the pavement. Oh, wow. And, uh, wait, you took his place?

Exactly that. Well, you just stood there? Indeed, and witnessed the whole conversation that they had the stone on them. And when he got close enough to prod my cheeks and fiddle with my eyelashes... Oh, at least someone's seen some action today. I took it from his pocket. The old switcheroo. Oldest trick in the book.

Indeed. I was never really a big space guy, but... It is quite something, isn't it? The stars? Oh, hell yes. Welcome to my world. Or... Universe.

Which one are you? Which star? Yeah. Oh, I am that one. What one? Okay, so you see those two really close together? Uh-huh. I'm the one looking at them right there.

Going, look at these two idiots. Hey, is that one, Archie? Well, they are balls of gas, so in a way they're all Archie. Oh, Archie, you are getting roasted, mate. You're not even here to defend yourself. Oh, Archie. I cannot believe you threw your own waxwork onto the paint. Hey, look, you've got to have a fun one every now and again, haven't you?

Can't be all murder and coercion every week, we'd all be miserable. So, thank you for listening to the Adventure of the Mazarin Stone. And hey, I'm a writer now. forgot to say, no big deal. If you head on over to the Patreon, you'll be able to read my nightcaps, little short cases that didn't make their way into audio form. I have typed them up in story form. So you go enjoy that. I'll go have a sandwich and I'll see you next time for another adventure. Bye! Darroch, sunborn.

Yo, hey, what's up? You survived. Huh, you must be the universe. That would be accurate. You sound hot. Where is the stone? You know, I always wanted to meet him, this universe. Where is?

the stone the stone huh you see I figured something out that creepy wizard guy down on metaphor he was a drogey in all along right I believe it to be so

so he couldn't have put the stone in my pocket he could not which means it came from my dad not possible love is impossible that's what I'm telling you love is impossible the way it makes you feel

the things that makes you do, the way it shapes, even you, Miss Universe, you can't measure it, you can't see it. It's a relative force in the cosmos up there with space, time, and gravity. You wanted a fourth dimension? You got it. And that stone? The Mazarin stone? It's love. But the stone must be preserved, sunborn. Right in here. Where are you going? Home, this universe, I'm going home.

I was the cause. Your extra is all. It's never a daily. You're putting your anger. Right up in my face. It's never a doll. That couldn't explain this. I'm a call.

I think you get me sober. You called me a loser. I saw you a dick. That I wasn't abuser. You're telling my mom was just to give. Life's just a computer I have the cost I have the cost

Just a little bit of money A little bit of money I want to cost I have the cost Just a little better money A little bit of money I'm going to cost I was the cost

Hi again, it's David from The Rest is Classified. Here's that clip we mentioned earlier. Victory over drugs is our cause, a just cause. And with your help, we are going to win. Pablo Escobar, the head of the Medellin drug cartel. The world's 14th richest man. He was, in many ways, a terrorist. This is an economic power concentrated in a few hands and in criminal minds.

What they cannot obtain by blackmail, they get by murder. And I don't think he expressed any regret at all. He tries to portray himself as a man of the people, this kind of like leftist revolutionary outlaw. Nearly everyone in Medellin supports the traffickers. Those who don't are either dead or targets. If you declare war, you've got to expect the state to respond. This is the moment where he goes too far. 13 bombs have gone off and maybe in since the weekend.

By the end of 87, Bogota is essentially a war zone. U.S. spending for international anti-drug efforts is going to grow from less than $300 million in 1989 to more than $700 million by 1991. It is the certain knowledge that no one is really safe in Colombia from drug cartel assassins. It's a conflict where the goal wasn't even to stop the flow of cocaine. It was to bring down this narco-terrorist. Everything has turned against him after this point. The whole thing he was building is collapsing.

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