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when no cabs magically materialise for him. Looking up and down the road, he sees an Asian
couple, possibly father and daughter, standing at the corner over the road and consulting an A-
Z as they too try to work out their route. Sherlock’s eyes narrow, and he flashes back in his
mind to walking across Lukis’ living room and looking at a pile of books and papers on a table.
The London A-Z was the top book on the pile. He flashes back further into the past and
remembers seeing a pile of books in Van Coon’s living room. The third book down on the pile
was the London A-Z. Then he remembers turning around from the crates in his own living room
and staring at his bookcase.)
SHERLOCK (in flashback): A book that everybody would own.
(His memories move on to him smiling at Soo Lin after he handed her the teapot in the
restoration room. On the table was a London A-Z.
In the present, Sherlock’s mouth opens in startled realisation and he breaks into a run, chasing
back towards the German couple.)
SHERLOCK (shouting): Please, wait! Bitte! [Please!]
(The tourists turn back and frown in confusion as he hurries toward them.)
MALE TOURIST: Was wollt er? Was will er? [{Anarion says that the first sentence makes no
sense at all, but the second sentence translates to:} What does he want?]
(Sherlock runs up to them and snatches the A-Z from the man’s hands and turns away, looking
down at the book.)
TOURIST: Hey, du! Was macht du? [Hey, you! What are you doing?]
SHERLOCK (turning back to him momentarily): Minute! [{This loosely translates as} Wait a
minute!]
TOURIST (angrily): Gib mir doch mein Buch zurück! [Give me back my book!]
(Ignoring him, Sherlock turns his back on the couple again and opens the book. Waving his
hand in exasperation at the crazy Englander, the man puts his arm around his wife and they
walk away.)

Upstairs in 221B, John and Sarah have relocated to the kitchen. John is sitting at the side table
and Sarah is standing nearby.
SARAH: Yeah! No, absolutely. I mean, well, a quiet night in’s just-just what the doctor ordered.
JOHN (softly): Ha-ha-ha(!)
SARAH: Er, I mean, I’d love to go out of an evening and wrestle a few Chinese gangsters, you
know, generally, but a girl can get too much.
(John has been giggling silently as she speaks and now he nods in agreement.)
JOHN: No, okay.
(They smile at each other, then she looks away, laughing in embarrassment.)
JOHN: Hmm. Um, shall we get a takeaway?
SARAH: Yeah!
(John nods and gets up to find a menu.)

On the street, Sherlock is flicking through the pages of the A-Z.
SHERLOCK: Page fifteen, entry one. Page fifteen, entry one ...
(He has turned to the correct page and looks at the first entry on that index page. It reads
“Deadmans Lane NW9.” He lifts his head.)
SHERLOCK: Dead man. You were threatening to kill them.
(He flashes back to the message sprayed across Sir William’s office, across the library shelf and
across the statue in the library.)
SHERLOCK: It’s the first cipher.
(He takes the photograph of the message sprayed on the brick wall out of his coat pocket and
unfolds it. With the first two words already translated, he looks at the third pair of symbols and
then starts flicking to the correct page in the book.)
SHERLOCK: Thirty-seven, nine; thirty-seven, nine ...
[Okay, now your transcriber is getting peeved, because in close-ups of the photo, both now and
earlier, it clearly shows that the next pair is numbered “36 37.” But who am I to question the
accuracy of the scriptwriter and/or the people who produced the photo? *insert eye roll here*
Anyway ...]
(The appropriate entry on that page reads “Fore St EC2.” Sherlock gets out a pen and writes
“FOR” over the relevant symbols on the photo.)
SHERLOCK: Nine mill ... for ...

Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)