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JOHN (grabbing his hand as they race onwards): Now people will definitely talk.
(Sirens are approaching at the junction ahead of them. Sherlock swerves to his left and drops
the pistol in the process. It clatters to the ground.)
JOHN: The gun!
SHERLOCK: Leave it!
(He shoves John down a side alley as the police car races straight across the junction. They run
down the alleyway and reach high railings blocking their way. Sherlock, with his customary flair,
leaps up onto the top of a dustbin and vaults straight over the top of the railings. John, being an
adorable short-arse and also not as close to the dustbin, is left behind; his right hand is
dragged upwards and his face almost smashes against the railings as Sherlock drops to the
other side.)
JOHN: Sherlock, wait!
(He reaches through the railings with his free hand and grabs Sherlock’s coat, dragging him
closer and glaring into his face. The fandom screams with one voice, “KISS HIM!!”)
JOHN (speaking clearly and sternly): We’re going to need to coordinate.
(Sherlock quickly scans all around them.)
SHERLOCK: Go to your right.
JOHN: Huh?
SHERLOCK: Go to your right.
(He looks upwards and goes up onto his tiptoes to get the chain of the cuffs over the top of one
of the spikes at the top of the railings.
Not long afterwards, they’re on the same side of the railings and running down the alley again.
Reaching a T-junction Sherlock turns to the right, then immediately brakes and ducks back
again as a sirening police car races past the end of the alley. The two of them lean side by side
against the wall catching their breath for a moment.)
SHERLOCK: Everybody wants to believe it – that’s what makes it so clever. (He looks at John.)
A lie that’s preferable to the truth. (Looking away again, his voice becomes bitter.) All my
brilliant deductions were just a sham. No-one feels inadequate – Sherlock Holmes is just an
ordinary man.
JOHN: What about Mycroft? He could help us.
(He grunts as Sherlock drags him across to the other side of the alley and peers down the left
arm of the T-junction.)
SHERLOCK: A big family reconciliation? Now’s not really the moment.
(He spins around, dragging John in a circle behind him and looking back the way they came.
John spots something at the end of the right arm of the T-junction.)
JOHN: Sher... Sherlock.
(He elbows him with his cuffed arm to turn him in that direction. A face is peering around the
corner at the end of the alley.)
JOHN: We’re being followed. I knew we couldn’t outrun the police.
SHERLOCK: That’s not the police. It’s one of my new neighbours from Baker Street. Let’s see if
he can give us some answers.
(He breaks in the opposite direction from where the man is watching them. Running to the next
corner, they flatten themselves against the wall as they reach it and Sherlock looks around the
corner. There’s no sign of any police in the street but a double decker bus – the number 74 to
Baker Street Station – is approaching. Sherlock presses himself back against the wall again.)
JOHN: Where are we going?
SHERLOCK: We’re going to jump in front of that bus.
JOHN: What?!
(But Sherlock’s already on the move and drags John out into the street. The assassin races
after them. Halfway across the road, Sherlock screeches to a halt directly in front of the
approaching bus. John’s impetus carries him past Sherlock before he’s able to stop and turn and
now they’re both facing the bus and not moving. The assassin charges into the road, throws
himself at them and shoves them out of the way and all three of them tumble to the ground as
the bus drives past, its horn blaring. Before the assassin can recover, Sherlock sits up and
drags the man’s own gun from his jeans, then cocks and points it at him.)
SHERLOCK: Tell me what you want from me.
(The man stares at him wide-eyed but doesn’t speak. Sherlock moves the gun’s muzzle closer
to him.)
SHERLOCK: Tell me.
ASSASSIN: He left it at your flat.
SHERLOCK: Who?

Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)