Sherlock..........Who?

The Lying Detective Part Four

HOSPITAL ROOM. The heart monitor continues to beep quietly. Smith, still sitting on the chair and watching Sherlock, huffs out a noisy breath, probably deliberately. Sherlock opens his eyes and blinks a couple of times, moving his gaze down at Jenny who is asleep against his chest. His left eye is almost completely bloodshot but he has a small smile when he sees Jenny's sleeping face on his chest. Smith breathes out noisily again.

SMITH (quietly): You've been ages waking up. I watched you. It's quite lovely in its way.

(Sherlock swallows and looks towards him.)

SMITH (quietly): Take it easy. It's okay. Don't want to rush this or wake up your Lover. You're Sherlock Holmes.

MARY (offscreen): I'm giving you a case, Sherlock.

(In the living room of 221B, John sits in front of the TV and stares at it with tears in his eyes. Mrs Hudson stands behind him.)

MARY (offscreen): Might be the hardest case of your career.

(The angle changes to show Mary on the TV screen.)

MARY: When I'm ... gone – if I'm gone – I need you to do something for me. Save John Watson.

(John grimaces and shakes his head slightly.)

MARY: Save him, Sherlock.

(Mrs H bends down to him.)

MRS HUDSON: John, if you want to watch this later ...

MARY (offscreen): Save him.

(John breathes out a silent, "No," his tear-filled eyes fixed on the screen. Mrs Hudson straightens up again.)

MARY: Don't think anyone else is going to save him, because there isn't anyone. It's up to you. Save him. But I do think you're gonna need a little bit of help with that, because you're not exactly good with people, so here's a few things you need to know about the man we both love – and more importantly what you're going to need to do to save him.

(John stares at the screen wide-eyed.)

HOSPITAL ROOM.

SHERLOCK (in a whisper): How did you get in?, what have you given Jenny?

(Smith stands and walks closer to the bed, pointing towards the door. He keeps his voice low throughout the rest of the scene.)

SMITH: Policeman outside, you mean? Come on. Can't you guess?, just a simple sleeping draft don't want any witnesses now do we

(Sherlock's gaze turns to the wooden panel opposite the bed.)

SHERLOCK (softly): Secret door.

SMITH (looking up and twirling a finger to indicate their surroundings): I built this whole wing. Kept firing the architect and builders so no-one knew quite h-how it all fitted together. I can slip in and out anywhere I like, you know ... when I get the urge.

SHERLOCK: H. H. Holmes.

SMITH: Murder castle, but done right. I have a question for you. Why are you here? It's like you walked into my den and laid down in front of me.

(Sherlock lowers his eyes.)

SMITH: Why?

SHERLOCK (meeting his gaze briefly, then lowering his eyes again): You know why I'm here.

SMITH: I'd like to hear you say it. (He smiles briefly.) Say it for me, please.

(Sherlock fixes his gaze on Smith.)