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

The Empty Hearse Part Three

JENNY : Yes!

(Sherlock thinks about it for a second.)

SHERLOCK: Maybe.

(He brings his fingers up to the sides of his face and screws his eyes shut.)

JOHN (intensely): Think.

(Sherlock lifts his head a little, still concentrating.)

JENNY(softly): Think. Please think.

(Sherlock groans.)

JOHN: Think!

(Sherlock's hands come away from his face and flail, while his eyes remain closed and he continues to make groaning noises. John closes his eyes, shaking his head as the noises get louder and finally Sherlock lets out a cry and opens his eyes. He breathes heavily for a moment, then he lowers his hands and looks at John with a blank but apologetic look on his face. John stares at him in disbelief.)

JOHN: Oh my God.

(He turns away. Sherlock tears his scarf from around his neck and doubles over, burying his head in his hands, still making incoherent groaning noises. He drops to his knees next to the bomb while John wanders a little way down the carriage.)

JOHN: This is it.

(Behind him, Sherlock is flailing uselessly over the bomb.)

SHERLOCK: Um, er ...

(John stops and stares into space.)

JOHN (softly): Oh my God.

SHERLOCK (still patting around the device and mumbling vaguely): Turn that off. Oh God! Er, um, er ...

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(John turns back towards him, and Sherlock raises his head.)

SHERLOCK (softly): I'm sorry.

(John screws his eyes closed for a moment, then looks at him again.)

JOHN: What?

SHERLOCK (softly, his eyes starting to fill with tears): I can't ... I can't do it, John. I don't know how.

(He straightens up on his knees.)

SHERLOCK: Forgive me?

JOHN (tightly, furiously): What?

SHERLOCK (bringing his hands up into a praying position): Please, John, forgive me ... for all the hurt that I caused you.

JOHN (waving a finger at him): No, no, no, no, no, no. This is a trick.

SHERLOCK: No.

JOHN: Another one of your bloody tricks.

SHERLOCK: No.

JOHN: You're just trying to make me say something nice.

(Sherlock chuckles briefly and looks towards Jenny who has sunk to the floor.)

SHERLOCK: Not this time, John look at Jenny do you think I'd put her through that.

JOHN: It's just to make you look good even though you behaved like ...

(He grimaces, fighting back tears, and turns away as he tries to steady his breathing. Sherlock moves away from the bomb and sits on the edge of one of the nearby seats. John grips one of the handrails, looking down at the floor, then stamps his foot furiously. Jenny lifts her head up to face the boys .)