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(The tourists over the road walk away. Standing behind them is a man with the hood of his
jacket pulled up and obscuring the view of his face. He seems to be looking directly at
Bainbridge but as soon as the tourists are no longer blocking him, he turns and walks away.)
BAINBRIDGE (voiceover): “He’s taking pictures of me every day.
(Inside the barracks, Bainbridge walks across what may be his bedroom or dorm room, which
overlooks the parade ground. He is bare chested. He idly looks out of the window and sees the
usual group of tourists outside the gates but his attention is immediately drawn to a man
wearing an overcoat and with a cap on his head. The man is standing close to the fence and is
initially aiming his camera in a different direction, but he then swings the camera across and up
to point at Bainbridge in the window.)
BAINBRIDGE (voiceover): “Don’t want to mention it to the major, but it’s really preying on my
mind.”
(The man snaps a couple of photographs, then hurries away.)

SHERLOCK (still looking at John’s phone in 221B): Uniform fetishist. “All the nice girls like a
soldier.”
JOHN: It’s “sailor.”
[Click here for the lyrics of the song to which the boys are referring.]
JOHN: And Bainbridge thinks his stalker is a bloke.
(Sherlock looks at the phone again, perhaps reading more of Bainbridge’s email.)
JOHN: Let’s go and investigate. Please?
SHERLOCK (reading): “Elite Guard.”
JOHN: Forty enlisted men and officers.
SHERLOCK: Why this particular Grenadier? Curious.
JOHN: Now you’re talking.
SHERLOCK (handing his phone back): Okay.
(They stand up and walk towards the doors just as Mary comes back into the room with her
phone at her ear.)
MARY (into phone): ’Bye.
JOHN: Er, we’re just going to ... I need, um, Sherlock to help me choose some, er, socks.
SHERLOCK (simultaneously): ... ties.
MARY (looking from one to the other): Why don’t we go with socks?
JOHN: Yeah.
MARY: I mean, you’ve got to get the right ones.
JOHN: Exactly – to go with my ...
SHERLOCK: ... tie.
JOHN (simultaneously): ... outfit.
MARY (looking at John): That’ll take a while, right?
(John points towards the kitchen.)
JOHN: My coat in there?
MARY: Yes!
(He walks into the kitchen and Mary and Sherlock walk closer together.)
SHERLOCK (quietly): Just going to take him out for a bit – run him.
MARY: I know.
(Sherlock smiles at her.)
MARY (gesturing happily towards him): You said you’d find him a case!
SHERLOCK: Mm.
JOHN (from the kitchen doorway): Come on, Sherlock.
SHERLOCK: Coming.
(He turns and goes to the living room door, then turns back to face Mary. Unseen by each
other, Sherlock does a double thumbs-up at her and gives her a “only you and I know about
what we’re doing here” grin, while from the kitchen John circles his thumb and forefinger at her
and winks much the same message. She holds up her thumbs to both of them and grins widely.
The boys both turn and head for the stairs. Going out of the front door, Sherlock finishes
putting his coat on and calls out to an approaching cab.)
SHERLOCK: Taxi!

There are a few interspersed scenes of a group of Guards marching back to the barracks, and
Sherlock and John making their way to the barracks themselves. The Guards arrive back and
are in the parade ground marching into position preparing to be dismissed.
PARADE SERGEANT: Company, halt! ... Right turn!

Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)