- [last lines]
- Sherlock Holmes: So how much did you win on Shoscombe Prince?
- Dr. Watson: Twenty guineas.
- Sherlock Holmes: Disgraceful.
- [Mrs. Hudson enters carrying a tray]
- Dr. Watson: Champagne, Mrs. Hudson?
- Mrs. Hudson: Of course, in the circumstances.
- Dr. Watson: Well, it's very good of you, but I've only won twenty guineas.
- Mrs. Hudson: Plus my ten. You're not the only one that likes a plunge on the horses from time to time, Doctor.
- Sherlock Holmes: Hah, gee, ahem. Well... Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.
- [first lines]
- John Mason: And this is where The Prince is stab... Oh, Sir Robert. Sorry to disturb you. This is Joe Barnes. Uh, Josiah's boy.
- Sir Robert Norberton: I know who he is, Mason. What's he doing here?
- John Mason: He's keen to race horses.
- Joe Barnes: I can ride, Sir Robert. I'd like to be a jockey.
- Sir Robert Norberton: Would you?
- Joe Barnes: More than anything in the world.
- Sir Robert Norberton: Well, that's good, very good, but what has it got to do with me?
- Joe Barnes: I thought I could work for you.
- Sir Robert Norberton: I have all the jockeys I need.
- Joe Barnes: Please give me a chance, sir. I'll muck out the stables, clean the yard, anything you want.
- Sir Robert Norberton: I'll think about it.
- Sherlock Holmes: Watson, do you know anything of racing?
- Dr. Watson: I ought to. I pay for it with about half my wound pension.