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             (He gestures towards the lift where an imaginary version of himself is touching his card to the
             security reader. Alarms immediately begin to sound – at least in Sherlock’s head – and two
             imaginary security men run towards imaginary-Sherlock standing at the lift.)
             JOHN (obviously not seeing or hearing anything): Er, the alarms would go off and you’d be
             dragged away by security.
             (Over at the lift, imaginary-Sherlock is indeed being seized by the arms by the two men.)
             REAL-SHERLOCK: Exactly.
             (He looks towards the lift and watches as imaginary-Sherlock is marched away.)
             JOHN: Get taken to a small room somewhere and your head kicked in.
             (Imaginary-Sherlock looks over his shoulder and throws an indignant look towards his real self
             and his friend. Real-Sherlock looks round at John.)
             SHERLOCK: Do we really need so much colour?
             JOHN: It passes the time.
             (Sherlock gives him a look and passes him his coffee cup. John takes it and returns the look.
             Ignoring it, Sherlock takes his phone from his coat.)
             SHERLOCK: But if I do this ...
             (He presses the security card against his phone.)
             SHERLOCK: If you press a key card against your mobile phone for long enough, it corrupts the
             magnetic strip. The card stops working. It’s a common problem – never put your key card with
             your phone.
             (He looks along the corridor to where imaginary-Sherlock is back at the lift and swiping his card
             across the reader. The two imaginary security men start to run towards him again ... but then
             they go into slow motion and then stop, frozen in mid-run.)
             SHERLOCK: What happens if I use the card now?
             JOHN: It still doesn’t work.
             SHERLOCK: But it doesn’t read as the wrong card now.
             (More imaginary security men run towards imaginary-Sherlock, then they too slow down and
             freeze in mid-run.)
             SHERLOCK: It registers as corrupted. But if it’s corrupted, how do they know it’s not
             Magnussen?
             JOHN (looking round, possibly to check if real security are anywhere around): Huh.
             SHERLOCK: Would they risk dragging him off?
             JOHN: Probably not.
             SHERLOCK: So what do they do? What do they have to do?
             JOHN: Check if it’s him or not.
             (Near the lift, the imaginary security men shrink down and each one disappears into a different
             imaginary waste paper bin, all of which have suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The bins then
             disappear again.)
             SHERLOCK: There’s a camera at eye height to the right of the door.
             (Imaginary-Sherlock walks up to the lift doors again, where the security card reader has a
             flashing red light above it. He swipes the card past the reader and on a laptop elsewhere in the
             building there’s a repeated beeping sound and a message comes up on the screen reading:

             ALERT LOCKED
             CORRUPTED CARD
             CONNECT CAMERA

             SHERLOCK: A live picture of the card user is relayed directly to Magnussen’s personal staff in
             his office – the only people trusted to make a positive ID.
             (A cut-away shot shows the laptop on a table in an office. A woman – unseen to us except for
             her hand – walks over to press a key on the keyboard.)
             SHERLOCK: ... at this hour, almost certainly his PA.
             (In the imaginary office, the security camera activates and transmits live footage of imaginary-
             Sherlock smiling into the camera.)
             JOHN: S-so how’s that help us?
             (Sherlock smiles along the corridor, then looks round to John.)
             SHERLOCK: Human error. (He raises his hand to the breast pocket of his coat and pats it.) I’ve
             been shopping.
             (He walks along the corridor to the lift, John again looking all around before following him.
             Sherlock reaches the lift doors and raises his card towards the reader.)
             SHERLOCK: Here we go, then.

                                                            Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)
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