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(He steps onto the coffee table and then onto the sofa between the couple. The woman leans to
the side to get out of his way, and the man stares up at him as he starts idly flicking through
the paperwork stuck to the wall.)
WOMAN: Well, yes, thank goodness. We caught the coach on time after all. We managed to
see, er, St Paul’s, the Tower ... but they weren’t letting anyone in to Parliament.
(Sherlock frowns and looks down at her.)
WOMAN: Some big debate going on.
(The living room door opens and John walks in. Sherlock looks round in surprise.)
SHERLOCK: John!
JOHN: Sorry – you’re busy.
SHERLOCK (stepping off the sofa and reaching down to pull the woman to her feet): Er, no-no-
no, they were just leaving.
WOMAN: Oh, were we?
SHERLOCK: Yes.
JOHN: No, no, if you’ve got a case ...
SHERLOCK: No, not a case, no-no-no. (To the woman) Go. ’Bye.
WOMAN: Yeah, well, we’re here ’til Saturday, remember.
SHERLOCK: Yes, great, wonderful. Just get out.
(He herds the couple towards the door.)
WOMAN: Well, give us a ring.
SHERLOCK: Very nice, yes, good. Get out.
(Bundling them onto the landing, he tries to close the door but the woman turns and sticks her
heavy shoe into the doorway to stop the door from shutting. Sherlock pulls the door open a
little, staring down at her foot.)
WOMAN (quietly): I can’t tell you how glad we are, Sherlock. All that time people thinking the
worst of you.
(Sherlock glances round at John, who has walked over to the window and is deliberately
keeping his back to the others.)
WOMAN: We’re just so pleased it’s all over.
(Grimacing, Sherlock tries to slam the door on her foot to make her remove it. She doesn’t
budge.)
MAN: Ring up more often, won’t you?
SHERLOCK (hurriedly): Mm-hm.
MAN: She worries.
WOMAN: Promise?
(Again Sherlock glances round towards John as if to ascertain that he can’t hear him, then he
leans close to the woman.)
SHERLOCK (quietly): Promise.
(Smiling, she reaches up to stroke his cheek.)
SHERLOCK: Oh, for God...
(He shoves the door closed and lets out a deep sigh before turning to John.)
SHERLOCK: Sorry about that.
JOHN: No, it’s fine. Clients?
SHERLOCK (hesitating briefly): ... Just my parents.
JOHN: Your parents?
SHERLOCK: In town for a few days.
JOHN: Your parents?
SHERLOCK: Mycroft promised to take them to a matinee of “Les Mis.” Tried to talk me into
doing it.
JOHN: Those were your parents?
(He goes to the window to look out.)
SHERLOCK: Yes.
JOHN: Well ... (He chuckles briefly.) That is not what I ...
(He turns to look at Sherlock, then looks out of the window again.)
SHERLOCK: What?
JOHN: I-I mean they’re just ... so ...
(He looks at Sherlock who directs a hard gaze at him, narrowing his eyes.)
JOHN: ... ordinary.
(He smiles. Sherlock tuts disparagingly.)
SHERLOCK: It’s a cross I have to bear.
(John chuckles, then slowly takes a few steps across the room before turning back.)

Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)