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Watson, tell me. What have you come up with?
I'm sorry, Holmes. I wasn't there to stop it from happening.
Ophelia's dead.
Hello. A friend of mine says that I can find someone here to help me.
Does a Mr. Holmes live here?
Oh yes, of course yeah.
How may we help you?
Never mind. I'm not sure that I should have come.
Well, there's been strange things going on, and I'm not so sure you can help.
I’ll just let you decide if I really can help:
I deduce by the gleaming wedding ring upon your finger, covering the pale mark
of a previous ring,
that you have been widowed or divorced and recently remarried.
The engraving upon your bracelet suggests that you are associated with the
successful company, Elsinore Industries.
Considering the two, that is, the association with the company and the
apparent remarriage, you must be Gertrude Elsinore,
former wife of Hamlet Elsinore Sr., the recently deceased founder
of Elsinore Industries,
and according to my latest sources, you are now married to the brother of your
dead husband: Claudius.
Well, actually, I've come for my son's psychiatrist; he's been missing for 3 days.
Yes, yes, of course. It would be our pleasure to assist you.
Shall we?
Of course.
Um, well, where do I begin?
Ever since my husband's passing, our family has suffered,
as well as the company.
So, my son, Hamlet, hasn't been quite well for the past couple of months.
Which is why Claudius, my husband,
has decided to require Polonius as a psychiatrist.
He hasn't been seen since last Tuesday, here at these offices actually.
Oh, Hamlet. Would you please talk to these men?
But, soft, what noise? Who calls upon Hamlet?
Hello, I'm Sherlock Holmes. I'm here to assist.
Have you any idea where Polonius might be?
Why, Polonius? He's at supper.
Well, clearly, there's been a ***.
Oh Claudius, what did I tell you about dealing with his men.
This is clearly a message for you. An open threat.
This is a line being crossed. A very foolish mistake.
Hello. I'm Sherlock Holmes. And this is Doctor John Watson.
We're helping in the investigation of your father's ***.
You are Ophelia and Laertes, correct?
Yes, thank you for your assistance. However, I fear my sister and I will not be
able to help you in this matter today.
As you can see, my sister is in no state to help you in this investigation.
Let the tragedies of today not hinder our plans. I have spoken with you before,
Laertes, of this...dilemma.
Hamlet, as of right now, is a threat.
A weakness for Fortinbras and his men to exploit.
Tonight. It must be tonight.
Our plans can go no further until we have dealt with our dear Hamlet.
To be or not to be...
Oh God!
Yeah.
Yeah i got him. Where's our guy?
Yeah, I gotta get rid of this body before I meet with Fortinbras' guys.
Where did he go?
Ah, Osric, would you please send in Laertes? I have need to speak with him.
Ah, yes, Laertes. I am deeply sorry for the tragic events that have happened to you
this past week.
And so have I a noble father lost, a sister driven into desperate terms.
My condolences. Have a drink.
I would rather not.
Ah, hello, Gertrude, good Horatio, HAMLET?
I mean, Hamlet, come take this hand from me.
Give me your pardon, sir. I have done you wrong.
Take this drink in my regards.
What is the reason that you use me so?
I loved Ophelia. The sum of my love was forty thousand times more than any
brother could.
The devil take thy soul!
Hamlet...
Oh dear, Mr. Holmes, I hope you come bearing some word of revealed truth.
Indeed I have, ma'am.
Hamlet was there on the night his father was murdered. Yes, I speak truthfully:
Yes, I speak truthfully: murdered.
According to a couple of now unconscious accomplices, Hamlet was a
witness to so terrible an act that, due to the trauma, his poor brain could not cope.
His fragile mind was, then, easily convinced that the traumatic event was
merely a hallucination that he saw that night,
prompting his further insane behavior over the course of the next four months,
brought on by the insanity and despair.
However, the memory still lasted in his subconscious, leading Hamlet
to unspeakable actions towards the people close to him.
You are slain.
She's poisoned, and Claudius is to blame!
Follow my mother.
He is justly served. It is poisoned.
Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet.
Mine and my father's deaths come not upon thee.
I follow thee. The rest is silence.