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SHERLOCK: What-what-what could I need from you?
MOLLY (turning back to him): Nothing. (She shrugs.) I dunno. You could probably say thank
you, actually.
(She nods nervously but firmly. The side of Sherlock’s mouth twitches as if it doesn’t know how
to say the words.)
SHERLOCK (hesitantly): ... Thank you.
(He frowns and turns his head away as if surprised that he has said it. Molly starts to walk
towards the door.)
MOLLY: I’m just gonna go and get some crisps. Do you want anything?
(He starts to open his mouth but she turns back and beats him to it.)
MOLLY: It’s okay, I know you don’t.
SHERLOCK: Well, actually, maybe I’ll ...
MOLLY: I know you don’t.
(She turns and walks away, leaving the room. He watches her go, then gazes into the distance
thoughtfully for a moment before looking back to his microscope.
On the other side of the lab, ignorant of the conversation that has just taken place, John is
looking through police photographs taken at the school. He finds one of the inside of the
wooden trunk which shows the envelope with the wax seal, and another with a close-up of the
seal.)
JOHN: Sherlock.
SHERLOCK: Hmm?
JOHN: This envelope that was in her trunk. There’s another one.
(He walks over to where he has put his jacket.)
SHERLOCK: What?
JOHN: On our doorstep. Found it today.
(He gets the envelope out of his pocket and looks at it.)
JOHN: Yes, and look at that.
(He brings the envelope round the bench and gives it to Sherlock.)
JOHN: Look at that. Exactly the same seal.
(Sherlock reaches into the envelope and takes out some of the brown dust which we now see
more clearly.)
SHERLOCK: Breadcrumbs.
JOHN: Uh-huh. It was there when I got back.
SHERLOCK: A little trace of breadcrumbs; hardback copy of fairy tales.
(His eyes widen.)
SHERLOCK: Two children led into the forest by a wicked father follow a little trail of
breadcrumbs.
JOHN: That’s “Hansel and Gretel.” What sort of kidnapper leaves clues?
SHERLOCK: The sort that likes to boast; the sort that thinks it’s all a game. He sat in our flat
and he said these exact words to me ...
(Jim’s voice overlays Sherlock’s as he relates the words.)
SHERLOCK/JIM: All fairytales need a good old-fashioned villain.
[Don’t go back and check – that’s not the ‘exact words’ that Jim said. He said “Every fairytale
needs a good old-fashioned villain.” Please excuse your transcriber for a moment while she goes
and slaps the scriptwriter ...]
(Sherlock puts down the envelope and adjusts his microscope before starting to look into it
again.)
SHERLOCK: The fifth substance: it’s part of the tale.
(He looks up again.)
SHERLOCK: The witch’s house.
JOHN: What?
(In repeated cut-aways during the next few lines, the two kidnapped children are kneeling on a
concrete floor somewhere, rapidly peeling the wrappers from sweets and eating them.)
SHERLOCK: The glycerol molecule.
(The final element in the sample becomes clear to him:

5. PGPR

SHERLOCK: PGPR!
JOHN: What’s that?
SHERLOCK (leaping to his feet): It’s used in making chocolate.

Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)