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RAZ (still spraying): I’ve got two minutes before a Community Support Officer comes round
that corner.
(He looks round to Sherlock.)
RAZ: Can we do this while I’m workin’?
(Sherlock has taken his phone from his coat pocket and now holds it out towards Raz, who
turns around and tosses one of the spray cans at John. John instinctively catches it, and looks
at Sherlock and Raz in bewilderment. Raz takes Sherlock’s phone and scrolls through the
photographs of the yellow ciphers from Sir William’s office and the library.)
SHERLOCK: Know the author?
RAZ: Recognise the paint. It’s like Michigan; hardcore propellant. I’d say zinc.
SHERLOCK: What about the symbols: d’you recognise them?
RAZ (squinting at the pictures): Not even sure it’s a proper language.
SHERLOCK: Two men have been murdered, Raz. Deciphering this is the key to finding out who
killed them.
RAZ: What, and this is all you’ve got to go on? It’s hardly much, now, is it?
SHERLOCK: Are you gonna help us or not?
RAZ: I’ll ask around.
SHERLOCK: Somebody must know something about it.
VOICE (offscreen): Oi!
(The three of them look round and see two Community Support Officers hurrying towards them.
Sherlock instantly grabs his phone from Raz and runs off in the opposite direction while Raz
drops his spray can, kicks his bag towards John and also scarpers. John, the blithering idiot,
meekly turns towards the officers.)
COMMUNITY OFFICER: What the hell do you think you’re doing? This gallery is a listed public
building.
JOHN: No, no, wait, wait. It’s not me who painted that.
(He holds up the spray can.)
JOHN: I was just holding this for ...
(He turns and seems to realise for the first time that he has been abandoned. He sighs quietly.
The officer kicks open the bag to reveal more spray cans inside, then looks at John pointedly.)
COMMUNITY OFFICER: Bit of an enthusiast, are we?
(John looks blankly at him and then stares at the graffiti on the door, apparently wondering how
he’s going to explain his way out of this.)

NATIONAL ANTIQUITIES MUSEUM. Andy is pestering the museum’s Director about Soo Lin’s
abrupt departure.
ANDY: She was right in the middle of an important piece of restoration. Why would she
suddenly resign?
DIRECTOR: Family problems. She said so in her letter.
ANDY: But she doesn’t have a family. She came to this country on her own.
DIRECTOR: Andy ...
ANDY: Look, those teapots, those ceramics: they’ve become her obsession. She’s been working
on restoring them for weeks. I-I can’t believe that she would just abandon them.
(The Director looks at him pointedly.)
DIRECTOR: Perhaps she was getting a bit of unwanted attention.
(She walks away. Andy looks round awkwardly at other colleagues in the room who have been
listening in but who now abruptly turn away.)

221B. Sherlock is standing at the fireplace again. The mirror is now almost completely covered
because he has added several sheets of paper with various ciphers and pictograms on them. He
has his head lowered and is consulting a book. A slamming door announces John’s return to the
flat but since John immediately walks into the living room, I can only assume that he slammed
the kitchen door shut as he walked past it – presumably the only way he can think of to signify
that not only is he home but he is Mad As Hell.
SHERLOCK (without turning round or looking up): You’ve been a while.
(John walks a few more paces into the room, his shoulders rigid and his fists clenched. He
stops, blinking as he fights to hold onto his anger, then turns to Sherlock.)
JOHN (tightly): Yeah, well, you know how it is. Custody sergeants don’t really like to be hurried,
do they?
(He starts pacing, an angry half-smile half-grimace on his face.)

Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)