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             WATSON: Not at all, my dear. (He leans down and chucks her under the chin.) We’ll be hungry
             later!
             (He turns to Holmes.)
             WATSON: Holmes, just one thing? (He looks down at his own clothes.) Tweeds, in a morgue?
             HOLMES: Needs must when the devil drives, Watson.
             (They both hurry down the stairs. Lestrade looks at Mary as he starts to follow them.)
             LESTRADE: Ma’am.
             MRS WATSON (standing up): I’m part of a campaign, you know.
             LESTRADE (turning back to her): Oh yeah? Campaign?
             MRS WATSON: Votes for Women.
             LESTRADE: And are you – are you for or against?
             MRS WATSON (sternly pointing to the stairs): Get out.
             (Looking bewildered, Lestrade turns and leaves. Mary sits down in Watson’s chair, props her
             head on her hand and stares into the fire, sighing in exasperation. Mrs Hudson comes to the
             open door and knocks on it.)
             MRS HUDSON: Ooh-ooh!
             (She looks around the room.)
             MRS HUDSON: Oh. Have they gone off again, have they? I dunno – what a life those gentlemen
             lead.
             MRS WATSON (bitterly): Yes. Those gentlemen.
             MRS HUDSON: Oh, never you mind. Ooh, almost forgot.
             (She walks over and hands Mary an envelope.)
             MRS HUDSON: That came for you.
             MRS WATSON: Oh!
             (She takes it and opens it. Mrs Hudson stands nearby, trying to read the card which Mary takes
             from the envelope. On one side is simply:

             M

             On the other side it says:

             Immediately

             Mary smiles with delight.)
             MRS WATSON: Mrs Hudson, tell my husband I’ll be home late. I have some urgent business.
             MRS HUDSON: Is everything all right?
             MRS WATSON: Oh, you know, just a ... (she waves her hand vaguely and clears her throat) ...
             friend in need.
             (She stands up and walks toward the door.)
             MRS HUDSON: Oh dear. What friend?
             (Mary turns and smiles at her excitedly.)
             MRS WATSON: England.
             (She turns and goes down the stairs. Mrs Hudson looks round, bewildered.)
             MRS HUDSON: Well, that’s not very specific!

             On the streets, the men are in a hansom cab, Holmes and Watson sitting side by side facing
             forward and Lestrade sitting facing Holmes. Holmes looks at the inspector.
             HOLMES: Who’s on mortuary duty?
             LESTRADE: You know who.
             HOLMES (exasperated): Always him.

             Shortly afterwards, Holmes opens the door to the underground mortuary room and leads in the
             other two. They walk across to the nearest table on which is a body covered with a sheet.
             HOLMES: Please tell me which idiot did this!
             (The body has been chained down in several places along its length. Nearby, a man turns and
             walks towards Holmes.)
             ANDERSON: It’s for everyone’s safety.
             (Watson pulls back the cover from the corpse’s head, revealing the face of Emelia Ricoletti.)
             WATSON: This woman is dead. Half her head is missing! She’s not a threat to anyone!
             ANDERSON: Tell that to her husband. (He points across the room.) He’s under a sheet over
             there.

                                                            Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)
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