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(He hurries out of the lab while, in the cut-away, the children continue to scoff the sweets on
the floor. The camera pulls back to show that they are in what looks like an abandoned factory
or warehouse.)

SCOTLAND YARD. Greg hands a sheet of paper to Sherlock as he leads him and John into the
department’s main office.
LESTRADE: This fax arrived an hour ago.
(There is a large handwritten note on the paper saying:

HURRY UP
THEY’RE
DYING!

Sherlock hands the note to John.)
LESTRADE: What have you got for us?
SHERLOCK: Need to find a place in the city where all five of these things intersect.
(He hands a piece of paper to Greg, who reads it aloud.)
LESTRADE: Chalk, asphalt, brick dust, vegetation ... What the hell is this? Chocolate?
SHERLOCK: I think we’re looking for a disused sweet factory.
LESTRADE: We need to narrow that down. A sweet factory with asphalt?
SHERLOCK: No. No-no-no. Too general. Need something more specific. Chalk; chalky clay –
that’s a far thinner band of geology.
(He calls up a map of London in his head, overlaying it with the names of the towns, then
begins zooming in and out of various areas.)
LESTRADE: Brick dust?
SHERLOCK: Building site. Bricks from the 1950s.
LESTRADE (rubbing his face in despair): There’s thousands of building sites in London.
(Sherlock looks exasperated at the distraction.)
SHERLOCK: I’ve got people out looking.
LESTRADE: So have I.
SHERLOCK: Homeless network – faster than the police. (He smiles snidely.) Far more relaxed
about taking bribes.
(Sitting at a nearby desk, Anderson looks up and rolls his eyes. Sherlock’s phone trills a text
alert, followed by several more alerts. He brandishes his phone triumphantly at Greg while the
messages continue to pour in. Smiling smugly, he lifts the phone up high and calls up his
mental London map in front of him, flicking his eyes across to the phone to look at each
photograph and then transfer it to the map. One of the photos, a close-up shot of some purple
flowers, attracts his particular attention.)
SHERLOCK: John.
(He holds the phone out to show him the picture.)
SHERLOCK: Rhododendron ponticum. It matches.
(He goes back to the mental map and scans around it to the only places in London where such a
plant grows, then finds the one place which contains the other elements as well.)
SHERLOCK: Addlestone.
LESTRADE: What?
SHERLOCK: There’s a mile of disused factories between the river and the park. It matches
everything.
(He turns and hurries out of the office with John in hot pursuit. Greg turns to his team.)
LESTRADE: Right, come on.
(Sally hesitates.)
LESTRADE: Come on!
(She jumps up and hurries after him.)

ADDLESTONE. Several police cars race to a disused factory and the police officers, together with
Sherlock and John, run inside the dark building. Everyone switches on flashlights and Sally
coordinates the police as they start to search in all directions.
DONOVAN: You, look over there. Look everywhere. Okay, spread out, please. Spread out.
(Greg leads another team, including Sherlock and John, into another part of the factory. Greg
directs his officers.)
LESTRADE (softly): Look in there. Quietly. Quietly.

Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)