Sherlock Holmes Page #13

WATSON:

What's she after, anyway?

(CONTINUED)

36.

35 CONTINUED:
35

HOLMES:

Now it's time to press on.

HOLMES:

Now it's time to press on.

Holmes looks like he's had enough.

WATSON:

Go on. I won't interrupt.

HOLMES:

It doesn't matter --

WATSON:

What could she possibly need? An

alibi, a beard, a human canoe.

She can sit on your back and

paddle you up the Thames...

Holmes grabs the envelope back.

HOLMES:

Regrettably, we've had our last

case together. Those are my

dates.

WATSON:

I've already read it. Luke

Reordon, four foot ten, red hair,

missing two front teeth.

Holmes picks up his violin.

WATSON:

Case solved! You're just not her

type, Holmes. She likes ginger

dwarfs.

HOLMES:

Midget!

WATSON:

So you agree?

HOLMES:

No, I don't agree. It's more than

a technicality. You're

misrepresenting the dimensions of

foreshortened people.

WATSON:

I've upset you, I can tell. I've

said too much.

(CONTINUED)

36A.

35 CONTINUED: (2) 35

HOLMES:

No, I'm just saying, one has

disproportionate limbs the other

does not.

WATSON:

Alright. What were you just

doing?

HOLMES:

Will you allow me to explain.

WATSON:

That's what I've been trying to

do.

Holmes plucks his violin, the notes play over a FLASHBACK

of the previous scene, all from HOLMES' POINT OF VIEW.

36 FLASHBACK - INT. 221 BAKER ST. - HOLMES' APARTMENT 36

We see Irene step out.

IRENE:

Why don't I see myself out.

Once Irene leaves, he steps quickly to a window, and

looks out to see her walking down Baker Street, turning

down an alley. He bolts into --

36A INT. 221 BAKER ST. - CORRIDOR 36A

He sees Watson coming up the stairs. Before Watson can

speak, Holmes snatches his coat and runs down the other

end of the corridor. He JUMPS out the window to --

37 EXT. 221 BAKER ST. - REAR YARD 37

Holmes flies from the window and lands neatly on a tin

roof. The jump to the next level is a more taxing

prospect. Holmes weighs the distance and hurls himself

down with a determined look. He lands just right.

37A-37D OMITTED 37A-37D

37.

38 EXT. COAL SHED 38

Holmes jumps off the shed, heads for the street one block

over from Baker Street.

38A EXT. LONDON STREET 38A

He runs down the mews in great haste, stops at the same

alley that Irene disappeared into -- but at the other

side.

CUT TO:

HOLMES' POV DOWN ALLEY

from concealment: Irene walks towards a MAN HOLDING A

BUNCH OF ROSES.

MAN WITH ROSES:

Got some roses for you,

sweetheart. Cut you a deal `cos

you're so pretty.

IRENE:

Oh, how nice of you.

Even without the man -- who is scrofulous and sly -- no

woman in her right mind would go down this alley.

38B 38B

INT. ALLEY

The man with the roses beckons Irene forward. Another

man steps in behind her, trapping her. He closes in to

grab her --

-- and WHAP!WHAP!WHAP! Gets three cosh-strikes across

the chin, dropping him immediately.

Still holding the roses, the man finds himself smacked up

against the bricks with Irene's hand over his mouth.

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