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(He bends down and picks up Mycroft’s umbrella which he had dropped. Straightening up again,
he offers it to him, clearing his throat. Mycroft snatches it from his hand and leaves. In the
living room, Sherlock is stretching and rubbing the back of his neck. John turns and walks
towards him.)
JOHN: Er, Magnussen?
SHERLOCK: What time is it?
JOHN: About eight.
(Sherlock sniffs deeply and sighs out a disgusted breath.)
SHERLOCK: I’m meeting him in three hours. I need a bath.
(He walks through the kitchen towards the hallway.)
JOHN: It’s for a case, you said?
SHERLOCK: Yep.
JOHN: What sort of case?
SHERLOCK: Too big and dangerous for any sane individual to get involved in.
JOHN: You trying to put me off?
SHERLOCK: God, no.
(With his hand on the knob of the bathroom door, he looks back at John.)
SHERLOCK: Trying to recruit you.
(He gives him a small smile and goes into the bathroom.)
SHERLOCK (offscreen): And stay out of my bedroom.
(The bathroom door closes. John immediately starts to walk across the kitchen towards the
bedroom. He has just reached the hallway when the bedroom door opens and a familiar face
peers out.)
JANINE: Oh, John, hi.
(Opening the door wider, she laughs in an embarrassed way, pulling down the bottom of the
shirt she’s wearing. She’s not wearing anything on her legs.)
JANINE: How are you?
JOHN (staring at her in disbelief): Janine?
JANINE: Sorry. Not dressed.
(She heads towards the kitchen, John standing aside to let her pass.)
JANINE: Has everybody gone? I heard shouting.
JOHN: Yes, they’re gone.
JANINE (looking at her watch): God, look at the time. I’ll be late.
(She goes over to the worktop and picks up a cafetiere.)
JANINE: Sounded like an argument. (She turns to John.) Was it Mike?
JOHN: Mike?
JANINE: Mike, yeah. His brother, Mike. They’re always fighting.
JOHN: Mycroft.
JANINE: Do people actually call him that?!
JOHN: Yeah.
JANINE: Huh! Oh, could you be a love and put some coffee on?
JOHN: ... Sure, right, yeah.
JANINE (heading back towards the hallway): Thanks.
(She stops and put a hand briefly on John’s shoulder.)
JANINE: Ooh, how’s Mary? How’s married life?
JOHN: She’s fine. We’re both fine, yeah.
(He turns and walks towards a cupboard. Janine points in another direction.)
JANINE: Oh, it’s over there now.
(She looks around.)
JANINE: Where’s Sherl?
JOHN (breathing out the name with a bemused look on his face): Sherl!
(Grinning and clearing his throat, he turns back to her.)
JOHN: He’s just having a bath. I’m sure he’ll be out in a minute.
JANINE: Oh, like he ever is!
JOHN: Yeah(!)
(He frowns as if still unable to believe what’s happening, then wanders vaguely towards the
cupboard that Janine had indicated. She goes along the hallway and knocks on the bathroom
door, immediately opening it and going inside.)
JANINE: Morning! Room for a little one?!
(Offscreen, Sherlock laughs and she giggles while there is much sound of splashing water. John
turns and looks along the hallway.)
Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)

