Oh no, what an awful thing to happen! Okay, SPOILERS ahead, so anyone reading this, consider yourself warned ...
After Watson was shot, Holmes rushed to his side, stricken, as Stapleton raced out of the room to make good his escape. Holmes attempted to help Watson, only to be shoved off by Watson and told to apprehend Stapleton. Despite clearly being very worried about Watson, Holmes ran after Stapleton and followed him out onto the moor. Stapleton was still running but Holmes was gaining on him - until the detective strayed off the path and fell headlong into the mire, trapping himself. Stapleton saw what had occurred, and couldn't resist returning to gloat, picking up Holmes's fallen gun and mocking him as Holmes struggled to escape, saying he'd seen dozens of ponies drown that way and it would be kindest to put Holmes out of his misery now. Stapleton raises the gun - only to be taken out instantly by a shot to the head. It's Watson, who although badly injured, has managed to run after Stapleton and Holmes and kill Stapleton. He then pulls off his coat, and tosses one end of it to the rapidly sinking Holmes, before managing to pull him to safety. "Three cheers for Saville Row," Holmes says weakly.
Cut to Sir Henry's bedroom, in which Dr. Mortimer and a bandaged Watson are tending to the injured Sir Henry. Holmes saunters in, sits down and remarks that it has certainly been an eventful Christmas, whereupon they all fix a steely gaze on him. Holmes shifts in his chair and examines the fireplace.
Cue a photographer taking a photo of Holmes, Watson and the dead hound, and then Holmes and Watson on the train back to London. Watson is staring silently at the photograph whilst Holmes has breakfast. Holmes then suggests going to a concert and perhaps stopping at Marcini's for dinner - it soon becomes evident that this is his idea of an apology. Watson glances at him coolly and returns his attention to the photograph - he's still angry. Holmes goes silent and actually looks a little worried when Watson speaks.
"The answer is no." Holmes looks quizzical until Watson adds: "No, I don't trust you." Holmes actually looks a bit upset before Watson concludes with "But Marcini's would be nice." This time Holmes looks content - things are back on an even keel.
Roll credits! Hope this was an okay description!
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That's a brilliant summary. Thank you very much. Still really disappointed that i didn't get to see it though. Thanks again
"The more I see of the world the more I am displeased with it"
excellent summary mate
Your summary is good but not completely accurate. Holmes did not go headlong into the quicksand (i.e., mire). Although when you wrote headlong you may have meant legs first...
And now here's my two cents worth ...
I was not overly impressed with this contemporary rendering of the classic Conan Doyle detective drama. The acting was passable and the story line entertaining but not 100%. For example the older versions left no questions as to what was happening. In the older versions Holmes explains everything once he reveals the truth behind all the mysterious happenings.