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

The Final Problem Part Three

Sherlock walks along a narrow grey-walled corridor and turns into a room which is much smaller than the cell. Although also grey in colour, the walls have been messily daubed with red paint so that it looks like they're heavily covered with blood. He looks around as he walks deeper into the room, John, Jenny and Mycroft following him.

SHERLOCK: Someone's been redecorating.

JOHN: Is that allowed?

SHERLOCK: She's literally taken over the asylum. We have more to worry about than her choice of colour scheme.

(The room is about twenty feet wide. At the far end is a large window, made up of three panes of glass, looking out over the sea. A small glass table is a few feet from the window and there is an envelope on it. Mycroft runs his fingers over the paint on part of the wall.)

MYCROFT: Barely dry. Recent.

JENNY: It's for our benefit.

(Behind them, the door through which they just came has slid shut. That door is at the left of the back of the room and there is another one at the right-hand side. On the wall between the doors, a large screen now activates and Eurus appears on it.)

EURUS: As a motivator to your continued co-operation, I'm now reconnecting you.

(She lifts the remote control and clicks it. Jim's voice comes over the speaker and his red-hued image appears on the screen.)

JIM (in his phoney American accent): Fasten your seatbelts! It's gonna be a bumpy night.

(There's a brief screech of static and then the little girl's voice can be heard.)

GIRL's VOICE: Are-are you still there?

SHERLOCK: Yes, hello?

(She doesn't respond immediately.)

SHERLOCK: Hello. We're still here. Can you hear us?

(The girl is sitting on the floor in the aisle of the plane. The plane jolts constantly, either suffering turbulence or fighting against the automatic pilot. She continues to sound scared and tearful whenever she speaks.)

GIRL: Yes.

(She has found a carton of juice somewhere and occasionally sips from the straw during the conversation.)

SHERLOCK (over phone): Everything's gonna be all right. I just need you to tell me where you are. Outside, is it day or night?

(She sits up taller and looks towards the windows.)

GIRL: Night.

MYCROFT (tetchily, folding his arms): That certainly narrows it down to half the planet.

SHERLOCK (glaring towards him while he speaks to the girl): What kind of a plane are you on?

GIRL: Um, I don't know.

JENNY: Is it big or small?

GIRL: Big.

JOHN: Lots of people on it?

(She looks along the aisle. Since we last saw her she has moved to the rear end of the front section of the plane. In front of her, the majority of the seats contain unconscious adults.)

GIRL: Lots and lots, but they're all asleep. I can't wake them up.

SHERLOCK: Where did you take off from?

GIRL: Even the driver's asleep.

SHERLOCK: No, I understand; but where did you come from? Where did the plane take off?