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SHERLOCK: Mr Ewert’s a liar.

ST BART’S LAB. Sherlock has a large drop of blood in a shallow glass dish. Putting the dish onto
the desk, he reaches into a small bag of equipment, opens a bottle and siphons out some liquid
with a small dropper. Bending down to the dish, he squeezes out a drop of liquid onto the blood,
which starts to fizz. As Sherlock straightens up, the pink phone rings. The Caller I.D. reads
“BLOCKED”. He picks up the phone and answers it.
SHERLOCK: Hello?
YOUNG MAN (tearfully reading from the pager): The clue’s in the name. Janus Cars.
SHERLOCK: Why would you be giving me a clue?
YOUNG MAN: Why does anyone do anything? Because I’m bored. We were made for each other,
Sherlock.
SHERLOCK (softly): Then talk to me in your own voice.
YOUNG MAN (tearfully): Patience.
(The line goes dead. Sherlock lowers the phone and looks thoughtfully into the distance for a
while. Finally he looks down at the fizzing liquid in the dish, then picks up the dish and looks at
it more closely. He begins to smile.)

THREE HOURS TO GO.

POLICE CAR POUND. Sherlock, John and Lestrade are standing around Monkford’s car.
SHERLOCK: How much blood was on that seat, would you say?
LESTRADE: How much? About a pint.
SHERLOCK: Not ‘about.’ Exactly a pint. That was their first mistake. The blood’s definitely Ian
Monkford’s but it’s been frozen.
LESTRADE: Frozen?
SHERLOCK: There are clear signs. I think Ian Monkford gave a pint of his blood some time ago
and that’s what they spread on the seats.
JOHN: Who did?
SHERLOCK: Janus Cars. The clue’s in the name.
JOHN: The god with two faces.
SHERLOCK: Exactly.
JOHN: Mmm.
SHERLOCK (to Lestrade): They provide a very special service. If you’ve got any kind of a
problem – money troubles, bad marriage, whatever – Janus Cars will help you disappear. Ian
Monkford was up to his eyes in some kind of trouble – financial, at a guess; he’s a banker.
Couldn’t see a way out. But if he were to vanish, if the car he hired was found abandoned with
his blood all over the driver’s seat ...
JOHN: So where is he?
SHERLOCK (closing the car door): Colombia.
LESTRADE: Colombia?!
SHERLOCK: Mr Ewert of Janus Cars had a twenty thousand Colombian peso note in his wallet ...
(Flashback to Ewert opening his wallet and Sherlock seeing the foreign note inside.)
SHERLOCK: ... Quite a bit of change, too. He told us he hadn’t been abroad recently, but when I
asked him about the cars, I could see his tan line clearly.
(Flashback to Sherlock pointing out the window and Ewert turning his head to look while
Sherlock sees that his tan finishes at his neck.)
SHERLOCK: No-one wears a shirt on a sunbed. That, plus his arm.
LESTRADE: His arm?
SHERLOCK: Kept scratching it. Obviously irritating him, and bleeding.
(Flashback to a close-up of Ewert scratching his upper arm, and a drop of blood on his shirt
sleeve.)
SHERLOCK: Why? Because he’d recently had a booster jab. Hep-B, probably. Difficult to tell at
that distance. Conclusion: he’d just come back from settling Ian Monkford into his new life in
Colombia. Mrs Monkford cashes in the life insurance and she splits it with Janus Cars.
JOHN: M-Mrs Monkford?
SHERLOCK: Oh yes. She’s in on it too.
(Lestrade lowers his head with a look of amazement on his face.)
SHERLOCK: Now go and arrest them, Inspector. That’s what you do best.
(He turns to John.)
SHERLOCK: We need to let our friendly bomber know that the case is solved.

Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)