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SHERLOCK: It’s a bit rude. I just proposed to her.
(John walks across the room towards the window and sees Janine lying on the floor.)
JOHN: Sherlock ...
(Sherlock walks over as John bends down to her.)
SHERLOCK: Did she faint? Do they really do that?
(John takes his hand from her head and finds blood on his fingers.)
JOHN: It’s a blow to the head. (He bends lower to her.) She’s breathing. Janine?
(She moans quietly. Sherlock looks round the rest of the office and sees something in an
adjoining room.)
SHERLOCK (walking across the office): Another in here.
(John looks over to him but doesn’t leave his patient. In the next room Sherlock looks at the
unconscious suited man lying face down on the floor, then does a full-circle turn to look around
the rest of the room.)
SHERLOCK: Security.
JOHN: Does he need help?
(Sherlock walks to the man’s side and looks down at him. Behind his left ear, which has an
earpiece in it, is a small tattoo of the number “14”.)
SHERLOCK: Ex-con.
(He zooms in on another tattoo on the man’s right hand between his thumb and index finger.
The tattoo is five small dots, four of them in a square shape and the fifth in the middle of the
square.)
SHERLOCK: White supremacist, by the tattoo, so who cares? (He points back towards John.)
Stick with Janine.
(John hesitates, apparently unhappy about leaving any unconscious person unchecked, but then
turns back to Janine.)
JOHN: Janine, focus on my voice now. Can you hear me?
(Sherlock looks around the room again and then goes to the nearby glass desk. He bends down,
holding his hand over the top of it while looking at it closely, then works his way round to the
other side, looking carefully at everything. He squats down to the leather chair behind the desk
and puts his hand on the seat, immediately working out the temperature of the leather:

TEMPERATURE: 35°C

In the other room, John looks up as if he has just had a thought and then gets up and walks to
where he can see Sherlock next door.)
JOHN (in a stage whisper, while pointing back to Janine): Hey. They must still be here.
SHERLOCK (straightening up and also speaking in a loud whisper): So’s Magnussen. His seat’s
still warm. He should be at dinner but he’s still in the building.
(He looks around and then raises his eyes upwards.)
SHERLOCK (in a loud whisper): Upstairs!
JOHN (taking his phone from his pocket): We should call the police.
SHERLOCK (loud whisper): During our own burglary?! You’re really not a natural at this, are
you?
(John sighs and switches his phone off again.)
SHERLOCK (loud whisper): No, wait, shh!
(Standing at the side of the chair, he closes his eyes, sniffs deeply and holds his hands out to
the sides. As John goes back to Janine, Sherlock sniffs twice more, the final one a deep long
sniff, and a couple of words appear around him:

VERSACE
No 5

SHERLOCK: Perfume – not Janine’s.
(The words disappear. Keeping his eyes closed, Sherlock waves his hand around beside his
head as if to force other suggestions from his mind. Two more brand names appear.)

PRADA
Dior

Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)