SherlockNo. No, there's something else. You haven't killed four people because you're bitter. Bitterness is a paralytic - love is a much more vicious motivator. Somehow, this is about your children.
Oh, you are good, aren't you?
Sherlock
But how?
When I die, they won't get much, my kids. Not a lot of money in driving cabs.
Sherlock
Or serial killing.
Sherlock
Surprise me.
Sherlock
You have a what?
For every life I take, money goes to my kids. The more I kill, the better off they'll be. You see? Nicer than you think.
Sherlock
Who would sponsor a serial killer?
Who would be a fan of Sherlock Holmes? You're not the only person who enjoys a good murder. There's someone else out there, just like you. Except you're just a man. And he's so much more.
Sherlock
Who? What do you mean, more? Who is he? Tell me.
There's a name that no one says. I'm not saying it either. Now. Enough chatter. It's time to choose.
[The cabbie has been shot by an unknown assailant and lays dying]
Sherlock
Was I right? I was, wasn't I? Did I get it right? (The cabbie is silent. Sherlock dashes the pill in frustration) OK then, tell me this - your sponsor. Who is it? The one who told you about me. I want a name.
Sherlock
(places his foot on the cabbie's wound and presses down) There's still time to hurt you. Give me a name, now. A name. Now! Name him!
[When Sherlock asks about the shooter]
Cleared off before we got here. But a guy like that would have had enemies I suppose. One of them might have been following him, but we've got nothing to go on.
Sherlock
Oh, I wouldn't say that.
Sherlock
The bullet they just dug out of the wall is from a handgun. A kill shot like that over that distance from that sort of weapon, you're looking for a crack shot but not just a marksman, his hands mustn't have shaken at all so clearly he's acclimatised to violence. He didn't fire until I was in immediate danger so obviously has a strong moral principle. You're looking for someone probably with a history of military service and nerves of steel... [sees John and suddenly realises] Actually, you know what? Ignore me.
Sherlock
Ignore all of that. It's just the, uh, shock talking.
Wait, where are you going?
Sherlock
I just need to, uh, talk about the rent—
But I still have questions for you!
Sherlock
Oh, what, now? I'm in shock! Look, I've got a blanket.
Sherlock
Are you alright?
Yes, of course I'm alright.
Sherlock
Well, you have just killed a man.
Yes... that's true, isn't it... but he wasn't a very nice man.
Sherlock
No... no, he wasn't really, was he?
No, frankly, a bloody awful cabbie.
Sherlock
That's true, he was a bad cabbie. You should've seen the route he took us to get here.
[They start giggling]
Stop it! We can't giggle at a crime scene.
Sherlock
You're the one who shot him, now let me
[They giggle some more]
Can you keep your voice down
[John comes back after the self check out at the supermarket refuses to accept his credit card]
Sherlock
You took your time.
Yeah, I didn't get the shopping.
Sherlock
What? Why not?
Because I had a row... in the shop... with a chip and pin machine!
Sherlock
You had a row with a machine?
Sort of. It sat there and I shouted abuse at it.
[Sherlock and John reach Eddie Van Coon's apartment building. Sherlock buzzes Van Coon's apartment, but no one answers]
What are we gonna do now, then? Sit here and wait for him to come back? [Sherlock notices the label of Ms. Wintle, who lives directly above Van Coon]
Sherlock
Just moved in.
Sherlock
Floor above. New label.
Could've just replaced it.
Sherlock
No one ever does that. [presses button]
Sherlock
Hi! Um, I live in the flat just below you. Yeah, I don't think we've met!
WMs. Wintle
No, well, er, I've just moved in.
Sherlock
[grimaces] Actually, I just locked my keys in my flat!
WMs. Wintle
Do you want me to buzz you in?
Sherlock
Yeah. And can I use your balcony?
[Cuts to Sherlock jumping off her balcony onto the one just below it. He then enters through the unlocked patio door. As he looks around, John buzzes the intercom.]
Sherlock? [Sherlock continues to search] Sherlock? You okay? Any time you feel like letting me in? [Sherlock sees Van Coon's dead body. Cut to crime scene technicians taking photos of the body, as Sherlock and John stand by]
You think he lost a lot of money? Suicide is common among city boys.
Sherlock
It never was suicide.
Come on. The door was locked from the inside. You had to climb down the balcony. [Sherlock looks at Van Coon's suitcase]
Sherlock
Been away three days, judging by the laundry. [gets up] Look at the case, there was something tightly packed inside it.
Thanks. I'll take your word for that.
Sherlock
Problem?
Yeah. I'm not desperate to root around some bloke's dirty underwear.
[Examining Brian Lukis's apartment]
Sherlock
Fourth floor. That's why they think they're safe. Put the chain on the door, bolt it shut. They think they're impregnable. [spots the skylight] They never consider for a moment there's another way in.
[Sherlock grabs a table, balances a chair on it and climbs up on it]
Sherlock
We're looking for a killer who can climb.
Sherlock
Clings to the walls like an insect. That's how he got in.
Sherlock
Climbed up the side of the walls, ran along the roof, dropped in through this skylight.
You're not serious. Like Spider-Man?
Sherlock
He scaled six floors of a Docklands apartment building to kill Van Coon.
Sherlock
That's how he got into the bank: he ran along the roof and onto the terrace.
[Sherlock and John encounter Raz, a graffiti artist, spray-painting a doorway]
RRaz
Part of my new exhibition.
Sherlock
Interesting.
RRaz
I call it Urban, uh, Bloodlust Frenzy. [sprays away]
RRaz
I've got two minutes before a community support officer comes round that corner. Can we maybe talk whilst I'm working? [Sherlock hands Raz his phone and he scrolls through photos of the ciphers from the bank. Raz hands John his spray paint can]
Sherlock
Know the author?
RRaz
Recognise the paint. Looks like Michigan, hardcore propellant. I'd say zinc.
Sherlock
And what about the symbols? Do you recognize them?
RRaz
It's not a tag. I'm not even sure it's a proper language.
Sherlock
Two men have been murdered, Raz. Deciphering this - it’s the key to finding who killed them.
RRaz
This is all you got? Not much to go on.
Sherlock
You think you could help out?
Sherlock
Someone must recognize it. [Two community police officers notice them and come running around the bend]
CSCommunity Support Officer
Oi! [Sherlock and Raz take off, leaving John with Raz's bag of spray paint cans] What the hell do you think you’re doing? This gallery is a listed public building!
Oh no, that wasn't me who painted it. I was just... Just holding this for... [The officers look at Raz's display, and then at the bag of spray paint]
CSCommunity Support Officer
Bit of an enthusiast, are we?
Sherlock
You've been a while.
Yeah, well, you know how it is, custody sergeants don't really like to be hurried, do they? Just... formalities: fingerprints, chart sheet... and I've got to be in Magistrates' Court on Tuesday.
Sherlock
What?
Me, Sherlock, in court on Tuesday! They're giving me an ASBO!
Sherlock
[not paying attention] Good, fine.
[Unknown to John, Sherlock has just recovered from almost being strangled into unconsciousness]
You've gone all croaky, you getting a cold?
Sherlock
[wheezes] I'm fine.
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