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SOME MONTHS LATER. 221B. Sherlock reaches the top of the stairs and then stops abruptly
outside the kitchen door. He sniffs deeply. Taking a couple more deep breaths, he turns and
looks into the kitchen, then walks across to the window and checks it, realising that it is open.
Turning and sniffing again, he starts to walk slowly towards his bedroom just as the downstairs
door slams and feet start trotting up the stairs. Reaching his room, he pushes the door open as
John comes into the kitchen with bags of shopping. Sherlock walks into the bedroom and turns
to stand and look down at the bed. John notices him.
JOHN: Sherlock ...
SHERLOCK: We have a client.
JOHN: What, in your bedroom?!
(He walks along the passage and into the bedroom, then his jaw drops when he sees the bed.)
JOHN: Ohhh.
(Irene – fully clothed – is asleep in Sherlock’s bed.)

Some time later Irene has apparently showered, as her hair is loose and damp. She is wearing
one of Sherlock’s dressing gowns and is sitting in his chair in the living room. The boys are
sitting at the dining table looking at her.
SHERLOCK: So who’s after you?
IRENE: People who want to kill me.
SHERLOCK: Who’s that?
IRENE: Killers.
JOHN: It would help if you were a tiny bit more specific.
SHERLOCK: So you faked your own death in order to get ahead of them.
IRENE: It worked for a while.
SHERLOCK: Except you let John know that you were alive, and therefore me.
IRENE: I knew you’d keep my secret.
SHERLOCK: You couldn’t.
IRENE: But you did, didn’t you? Where’s my camera phone?
JOHN: It’s not here. We’re not stupid.
IRENE: Then what have you done with it? If they’ve guessed you’ve got it, they’ll be watching
you.
SHERLOCK: If they’ve been watching me, they’ll know that I took a safety deposit box at a bank
on the Strand a few months ago.
IRENE: I need it.
JOHN: Well, we can’t just go and get it, can we?
(He looks round to Sherlock, inspired.)
JOHN: Molly Hooper. She could collect it, take it to Bart’s; then one of your homeless network
could bring it here, leave it in the café, and one of the boys downstairs could bring it up the
back.
SHERLOCK (smiling): Very good, John. Excellent plan, with intelligent precautions.
JOHN: Thank you. (He picks up his phone.) So, why don’t ... Oh, for ...
(He has just seen Sherlock take the camera phone out of his jacket pocket and hold it up.
Sherlock looks at the phone closely as Irene stands up.)
SHERLOCK: So what do you keep on here – in general, I mean?
IRENE: Pictures, information, anything I might find useful.
JOHN: What, for blackmail?
IRENE: For protection. I make my way in the world; I misbehave. I like to know people will be
on my side exactly when I need them to be.
SHERLOCK: So how do you acquire this information?
IRENE: I told you – I misbehave.
SHERLOCK: But you’ve acquired something that’s more danger than protection. Do you know
what it is?
IRENE: Yes, but I don’t understand it.
SHERLOCK: I assumed. Show me.
(Irene holds out her hand for the phone. Sherlock holds it up out of her reach.)
SHERLOCK: The passcode.
(She continues to hold her hand out, and eventually Sherlock sits forward and hands her the
phone. Activating it and holding it so he can’t see the screen or the keypad, she types in four
characters. The phone beeps warningly.)
IRENE: It’s not working.

Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)