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[sitting in the back of an ambulance as a paramedic throws a garish orange blanket over his shoulders] Why have I got this blanket? They keep putting this blanket on me!
Yeah, that's for shock.
I'm not in shock!
Yeah... but some of the guys want to take photographs.
[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.
Oh, I wouldn't say that.
Ok, give me?
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.
...Sorry?
Ignore all of that. It's just the, uh, shock talking.
Wait, where are you going?
I just need to, uh, talk about the rent—
But I still have questions for you!
Oh, what, now? I'm in shock! Look, I've got a blanket.
Sherlock!
Are you alright?
Yes, of course I'm alright.
Well, you have just killed a man.
Yes... that's true, isn't it... but he wasn't a very nice man.
No... no, he wasn't really, was he?
No, frankly, a bloody awful cabbie.
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.
You're the one who shot him, now let me
[They giggle some more]
Can you keep your voice down
For goodness sake! I occupy a minor position in the British Government.
He is the British Government when he's not too busy being the British Secret Services or the CIA on a freelance basis. Good evening, Mycroft. Try not to start a war before I get home, you know what it does for the traffic.
[John comes back after the self check out at the supermarket refuses to accept his credit card]
You took your time.
Yeah, I didn't get the shopping.
What? Why not?
Because I had a row... in the shop... with a chip and pin machine!
You had a row with a machine?
Sort of. It sat there and I shouted abuse at it.
We're obviously looking at a suicide.
It does seem the only explanation of all the facts.
Wrong! It's one possible explanation of some of the facts. You've got a solution that you like, but you're choosing to ignore anything you see that doesn't comply with 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]
Just moved in.
What?
Floor above. New label.
Could've just replaced it.
No one ever does that. [presses button]
Hello?
Hi! Um, I live in the flat just below you. Yeah, I don't think we've met!
No, well, er, I've just moved in.
[grimaces] Actually, I just locked my keys in my flat!
Do you want me to buzz you in?
Yeah. And can I use your balcony?
What?
[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.
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]
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.
Problem?
Yeah. I'm not desperate to root around some bloke's dirty underwear.
[Watson enters]
I said "Can you pass me a pen?"
What? When?
About an hour ago.
Didn't notice I'd gone out then?
[Examining Brian Lukis's apartment]
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.
I don't understand.
[Sherlock grabs a table, balances a chair on it and climbs up on it]
We're looking for a killer who can climb.
Wh-what are you doing?
Clings to the walls like an insect. That's how he got in.
What?
Climbed up the side of the walls, ran along the roof, dropped in through this skylight.
You're not serious. Like Spider-Man?
He scaled six floors of a Docklands apartment building to kill Van Coon.
Hold on.
That's how he got into the bank: he ran along the roof and onto the terrace.
Where are we headed?
I need to ask some advice.
What? Sorry?
You heard me perfectly, I'm not saying it again.
[Sherlock and John encounter Raz, a graffiti artist, spray-painting a doorway]
Part of my new exhibition.
Interesting.
I call it Urban, uh, Bloodlust Frenzy. [sprays away]
Mm. Catchy.
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]
Know the author?
Recognise the paint. Looks like Michigan, hardcore propellant. I'd say zinc.
And what about the symbols? Do you recognize them?
It's not a tag. I'm not even sure it's a proper language.
Two men have been murdered, Raz. Deciphering this - it’s the key to finding who killed them.
This is all you got? Not much to go on.
You think you could help out?
I'll ask around.
Someone must recognize it. [Two community police officers notice them and come running around the bend]
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]
Bit of an enthusiast, are we?
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.
What?
Me, Sherlock, in court on Tuesday! They're giving me an ASBO!
[not paying attention] Good, fine.
Your friend...
Listen, whatever you say, I'm behind you one hundred percent.
He's an arrogant sod.
...Well, that was mild.
[when Sherlock is not answering the door] Okay, I'm Sherlock Holmes and I always work alone, because no one else can compete with my massive intellect!
[Unknown to John, Sherlock has just recovered from almost being strangled into unconsciousness]
You've gone all croaky, you getting a cold?
[wheezes] I'm fine.
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