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and stops just behind her, staring at her intently. As if sensing him, she turns slowly around,
and then gazes at him with affection when she recognises him. She softly greets him by name.)
SOO LIN: 亮 [Liang.]
(She hesitates for a moment.)
SOO LIN: 大哥 [Big brother.]
(She reaches out and cups his face with her hand.)
SOO LIN: 请你 [Please ...]
(As John continues to search for his friend, a single gunshot rings out in the distance. He turns
towards the sound, his face filling with appalled horror when he realises where the shot has
come from.)
JOHN: Oh my God.
(He races back to the stairs and runs down them, across the foyer and back to the restoration
room. Entering the room, he slows down and looks around cautiously for any sign of the
gunman. Carefully making his way across the room, he stops and then groans in despair and
guilt at the sight which greets him. Soo Lin lies dead on the table, her outstretched arm
revealing a black origami lotus flower in her upturned hand.)

NEW SCOTLAND YARD. John and Sherlock are standing a short distance away from Dimmock
who has his back to them and is rummaging through paperwork on a desk as if trying to ignore
them.
JOHN: How many murders is it gonna take before you start believing that this maniac’s out
there?
(Dimmock turns and walks in between them, heading for another desk. John turns round and
follows him.)
JOHN: A young girl was gunned down tonight. That’s three victims in three days. You’re
supposed to be finding him.
(Sherlock walks across in front of John to get closer to Dimmock. John steps back and walks a
few paces away in exasperation.)
SHERLOCK: Brian Lukis and Eddie Van Coon were working for a gang of international smugglers
– a gang called the Black Lotus operating here in London right under your nose.
(He has leaned closer to Dimmock to emphasise his last point. Dimmock finally looks round to
him.)
DIMMOCK: Can you prove that?
(Sherlock straightens up thoughtfully.)

ST BARTHOLOMEW’S HOSPITAL. In the canteen, mortician Molly Hooper is looking at the
choices in the self-service display.
SHERLOCK: What are you thinking: pork or the pasta?
(She turns in surprise at his voice beside her.)
MOLLY: Oh, it’s you!
SHERLOCK: This place is never going to trouble Egon Ronay, is it?
(He smiles at her, then nods to the display.)
SHERLOCK: I’d stick with the pasta. Don’t wanna be doing roast pork – not if you’re slicing up
cadavers.
(Again he smiles at her. She grins nervously.)
MOLLY: What are you having?
SHERLOCK: Don’t eat when I’m working. Digesting slows me down.
MOLLY: So you’re working here tonight?
SHERLOCK: Need to examine some bodies.
MOLLY: “Some”?
SHERLOCK: Eddie Van Coon and Brian Lukis.
MOLLY (looking at the clipboard she’s holding): They’re on my list.
(Sherlock turns puppy-dog eyes on her.)
SHERLOCK: Could you wheel them out again for me?
MOLLY (apologetically): Well ... the paperwork’s already gone through.
(Sherlock lifts his eyes a little as if noticing something, and points at her hair.)
SHERLOCK: You’ve ... changed your hair.
MOLLY (nervously): What?
SHERLOCK: The-the style: it’s usually parted in the middle.
MOLLY: Yes, well ...

Transcripts by Ariane DeVere (arianedevere@livejournal.com)