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

The Empty Hearse Part Three

JOHN(Leaving the flat):The sooner you admit it the better

SHERLOCK(shouts back): THERE'S NOTHING TO ADMIT

(left alone in the flat)

SHERLOCK: I just want her safe is that too much to ask

(Sherlock then leaves the flat)

NEWSREADER (on the television): With many commentators saying the vote on the terrorism Bill will be too close to call, MPs are now making their way into the Chamber for what the government is calling the most important vote of this parliament. Over now to our ...

(In a hotel room, Lord Moran is lying fully dressed on the bed watching the TV. He points the remote control at the television and changes to a different channel.)

MALE VOICE (on the TV): What freedoms exactly are we protecting if we start spying on our own people? This is an Orwellian measure on a scale unprecedented ...

Sherlock , Jenny and John walk briskly along the road near the Houses of Parliament and head to the stairs leading down into Westminster station. They walk across the concourse, past the fangirls, through the ticket barriers and along the corridors.

JOHN: So it's a bomb, then? A Tube carriage is carrying a bomb.

SHERLOCK: Must be.

JOHN: Right.

(Taking off his glove, he gets his phone from his pocket.)

SHERLOCK: What are you doing?

JOHN: Calling the police.

SHERLOCK: What? No!

JENNY : Sherlock, this isn't a game. They need to evacuate Parliament.

SHERLOCK: They'll get in the way. They always do. This is cleaner, more efficient.

(Stopping at a locked maintenance entrance, he reaches into his coat, takes out a crowbar and starts to force the gate open.)

JOHN: And illegal.

SHERLOCK: A bit.

(The gate opens and the boys go inside. Sherlock pulls the gate closed behind them and they take out flashlights and start to walk down into the maintenance tunnels. A couple of paces behind Sherlock, John checks his phone, which reads, "NO SERVICE". Sherlock raises his head as if sensing what John's doing.)

SHERLOCK (not even looking round): What are you doing?

JOHN (sighing): Coming.

(He puts his phone away. They continue onwards for a long time, walking along narrow tunnels and walkways and climbing down steep metal ladders. Your transcriber sits back and flexes her aching fingers for a few blissful moments, secure in the knowledge that there's no need to transcribe this bit in detail. At long last they walk onto the platform of Sumatra Road station. Sherlock shines his torch along the length of the track but there is no sign of a train.)

SHERLOCK: I don't understand.

JENNY : Well, that's a first!

SHERLOCK: There's nowhere else it could be.

(He turns to face the track and brings his hands up to either side of his head, screwing his eyes shut and concentrating. In his mind, he finds himself sitting on a seat inside the missing Tube car/carriage. He is the only passenger. At the far end, smoke comes under the bottom of the cab door and pours towards him. He turns his head to look and a fireball ignites behind the smoke and then races along the carriage, engulfing Sherlock's position and continuing onwards.
Sherlock's mental image of himself relocates to the tunnel about a hundred yards away from the front of the carriage. The inferno billows out of the carriage towards him but just before it reaches him it is sucked up a large open vent in the tunnel's roof.At ground level above the Tube line, heated gas shimmers as it is forced through various air vents inside the Houses of Parliament. Outside, the perspective shifts to the opposite side of the River Thames ... and the entire Palace of Westminster goes up in a massive explosion.Sherlock's eyes snap open.)