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

The Final Problem Part Three

JENNY: There's no way he could have taken that shot from three hundred metres away.

(He walks across the window to face the man dangling between the other two.)

SHERLOCK: So that leaves us with Alex.

(He squints at him.)

SHERLOCK (quick fire): Indentations on the temples suggest he habitually wears glasses. Frown lines suggest a lifetime of peering.

MYCROFT: He's shortsighted, or he was. His recent laser surgery has done the trick.

SHERLOCK (briefly glancing round to him): Laser surgery?

MYCROFT: Look at his clothes. He's made an effort.

(Sherlock looks at Alex's suit.)

JOHN (softly): That's very good.

SHERLOCK (softly, intensely): Excellent. Suddenly he sees himself in quite a different light now that he's dumped the specs. Even has a spray tan. But he's clearly not used to his new personal grooming ritual.

(He zooms in on the man's dirty fingernails.)

SHERLOCK (quick fire): That can be told by the state of his fingernails and the fact that there's hair growing in his ears. (He has focussed on the left side of the man's head and the tufts of hair coming from his ear.) So it's a superficial job, then.

(His tone becomes firmer.)

SHERLOCK: But he got his eyes fixed. His hands were steady. He pulled the trigger.

(He turns to the screen, pointing back towards Alex.)

SHERLOCK: He killed Evans.

EURUS: Are you ready to condemn the prisoner?

MYCROFT: Sherlock, we can't do this.

JENNY: The plane, remember?

EURUS (more firmly): Sherlock? Are you ready?

(Sherlock turns his head a little. Jenny turns to look at him her eyes saying'it's okay'. Sherlock bites his lip for a moment, then speaks softly.)

SHERLOCK: Alex.

EURUS: Say it. Condemn him.

(Looking grim, John turns to look at the man outside the window.)

EURUS: Condemn him in the knowledge of what will happen to the man you name.

(Sherlock turns to face the window, looking into Alex's face. He pauses for a long moment.)

SHERLOCK (quietly but determinedly): I condemn Alex Garrideb.

(Instantly the ropes holding the other two men release and they plunge downwards out of sight. The men inside the room look shocked.)

JIM's VOICE (softly, from the speakers): Mind the gap.

EURUS: Congratulations.

(Sherlock closes his eyes briefly, and all three of them turn towards the screen.)

EURUS: You got the right one.

(As Sherlock walks slowly towards the screen, Eurus tilts her head towards the door to the right of the screen, which starts to slide open.)

EURUS: Now, go through the door.

JOHN (walking towards the screen, his voice quiet but angry): You dropped the other two. Why?