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(In his head, he reaches the dark, creepy end of the Mind Palace. In the white room, he turns
his head from side to side a little with his eyes still closed. In his Mind Palace he walks past the
creepy displayed objects. In the white room he lifts his right hand and reaches forward.)
MAGNUSSEN: I’ll look at the files on Mrs Watson.
(In his Mind Palace, he reaches towards a filing cabinet with his right hand. He can hear himself
pull one of the drawers open. Outside the white room, Sherlock closes his eyes and shakes his
head a little, his lips pulled back from his teeth. John stares at Magnussen as he raises both
hands and flickers his fingers in front of him as if he is working his way through the files inside
the imaginary drawer. Magnussen can hear the files moving under his fingers. John clears his
throat and looks down with a humourless smile as he seems to start to understand how
Magnussen’s mind works. Still flicking through the files in the drawer, Magnussen hums idly to
himself while, in his Mind Palace, he works his way along the files.)
MAGNUSSEN: Mmm, ah. (In the white room he lifts his right hand as if lifting a folder out of the
drawer.) This is one of my favourites. (He sits back in the chair while, in his head, he looks at
the file with a picture of Mary paper-clipped to the inside.) Oh, it’s so exciting.
(Lowering his head in the white room with his eyes still closed, he moves his hands as if he is
turning the pages inside the file. Sherlock lowers his head with a shocked look on his face while
Magnussen chuckles quietly. In his Mind Palace Magnussen is looking at a sheet of paper to
which is stuck a photograph of Mary looking grimly into the camera, and another photograph
which is too blurry to see clearly.)
MAGNUSSEN: All those wet jobs for the CIA. Ooh!
(In the white room, he points to an imaginary page in the file.)
MAGNUSSEN: She’s gone a bit ... freelance now. Bad girl.
(He turns the imaginary page and sniggers. Inside his Mind Palace he sniggers again, letting out
an amused, “Ohh!” In the white room he holds up a finger, then chuckles even more, then turns
another imaginary page, still smiling.)
MAGNUSSEN: Ah, she is so wicked.
(In his Mind Palace he turns back to the front page of the file. In the white room he lifts his
right hand as if putting the closed file back into the cabinet.)
MAGNUSSEN: I can really see why you like her.
(With both hands, he pushes the imaginary drawer closed again. In his Mind Palace he does
likewise with the ‘real’ drawer. In the white room he lifts both hands and turns them over, then
opens his eyes and looks at Sherlock.)
MAGNUSSEN: You see?
(John clears his throat.)
JOHN: So there are no documents. You don’t actually have anything here.
MAGNUSSEN: Oh, sometimes I send out for something ... (he lifts his left hand and looks down
at his watch) ... if I really need it ...
(Sherlock looks away a little, closing his eyes briefly.)
MAGNUSSEN: ... but mostly I just remember it all.
JOHN (shaking his head): I don’t understand.
MAGNUSSEN: You should have that on a T-shirt.
JOHN: You just remember it all?
MAGNUSSEN (looking at Sherlock): It’s all about knowledge. Everything is. Knowing is owning.
JOHN: But if you just know it, then you don’t have proof.
MAGNUSSEN: Proof? What would I need proof for? I’m in news, you moron. I don’t have to
prove it – I just have to print it.
(Sherlock’s gaze is lowered and his expression suggests that he is fully aware of how badly he
has miscalculated.)
MAGNUSSEN (standing up and buttoning his jacket): Speaking of news, you’ll both be heavily
featured tomorrow – trying to sell state secrets to me.
(He tuts disapprovingly, then looks at his watch again.)
MAGNUSSEN: Let’s go outside. They’ll be here shortly.
(He walks out of the room and heads towards the glass doors.)
MAGNUSSEN: Can’t wait to see you arrested.
(John watches him go, then steps closer to his friend.)
JOHN (quietly): Sherlock, do we have a plan?
(Sherlock is fixed in place, still looking down towards the floor of the white room, his gaze
unfocused.)
JOHN (sternly): Sherlock.

Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)