Sherlock Holmes Page #30

WATSON:

Holmes...

A metallic conductor SPARKS. Time slows. BOOM!

The drums of chemicals all EXPLODE! A blinding

conflagration engulfing Watson. For a moment, it lights

up all of London.

HOLMES:

WAATTTSSSSSONNN!!!!

Holmes is pushed back by the explosion as the rest of the

barrels that line the dock begin exploding arond them --

it looks as it Watson hasn't survived. BOOM! Irene is

knocked to the ground by the blasts and flying debris.

Holmes races towards her as more explosions, flames and

debris fly all around him in slow motion, occasionally

knocking him to the ground.

He reaches Irene, picks her up and grabs part of an

exploded barrel to shield the two as they run for cover --

BOOM! The barrel splinters as a final blast knocks them

down, but to safety.

As he opens his eyes --

(CONTINUED)

82.

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We see Lestrade and his men swarming the scene, they spot

Watson, alive, but unconscious. Irene has disappeared.

Holmes sees this and heads toward his friend, but --

-- is intercepted by Constable Clark.

CONSTABLE CLARK:

There's an order for your arrest

all the way from the top, sir --

so you'll have to hit me now.

HOLMES:

From Lord Coward?

CONSTABLE CLARK:

Yes, sir, so make it look good.

HOLMES:

Thank you, Clarky.

Holmes cracks Constable Clark in the sweet spot, helps

him gently to his knees. Holmes turns away, makes his

escape fast.

Holmes turns back to look at the explosion.

92 92

INT. HOSPITAL - CORRIDOR

Two POLICEMEN half-heartedly guard the end of a corridor.

One reads the paper. The headline: "AMERICAN AMBASSADOR

STANDISH BURNED ALIVE!"

Mary returns past them, having unsuccessfully washed away

tear-stained makeup; there is a smear on her cheek. The

two coppers nod respectfully.

Mary arrives at the windowed door of a private room,

reaches for the handle, pauses.

THROUGH THE GLASS, she sees a white-coated DOCTOR,

studying Watson's chart.

Mary stays at the door, unsure whether to enter or not.

93 INT. HOSPITAL ROOM 93

WE SEE a newspaper on the nightstand next to a hospital

bed, the headline reads: "AMERICAN AMBASSADOR STANDISH

BURNED ALIVE!"

(CONTINUED)

82A.

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Watson is burned, cut, bruised, scraped, pock-marked with

shrapnel. He mumbles inaudibly, his eyes still closed.

He's delirious, sweating.

(CONTINUED)

83.

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(NOTE:
Mary's detective novels and magazines, coat,

handbag, etc. already in the room.)

The doctor injects Watson in the arm. The shot wakes

him. Watson tries to sit up, wincing with pain.

WATSON:

What are you administering?

DOCTOR:

Morphia. A sixth of a grain, for

the pain.

Watson looks at his wounded shoulder.

DOCTOR:

There are four pieces of shrapnel.

The surgeon should be along

shortly.

Watson tries to sit up again.

This reveals that Mary has entered the room, stands back

respectfully, letting the Doctor do his work.

WATSON:

Are they subcutaneous, or deeper?

DOCTOR:

They're near the carotid artery.

WATSON:

Get a mirror, I'll extract them

myself.

DOCTOR:

I can't authorize that, Doctor.

We must first manage the pain and

combat the infection.

WATSON:

I haven't time for that. My

friend is in dire --

DOCTOR:

Your friend? What kind of friend

takes a retired soldier, who's

served his country and deserves a

peaceful, private life, and puts

him so directly in harm's --

Watson grabs the Doctor's arm angrily.

(CONTINUED)

83A.

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WATSON:

The best and wisest man I've ever

known.

DOCTOR:

But evidently not wise enough to

value your life over his

misadventures.

ON MARY:

As she takes a closer, sharper look at the Doctor.

WATSON:

(succumbing to the

morphine)

It was worth a wound, worth many

wounds...

Mary steps towards the Doctor, eyes flashing.

MARY:

Excuse me --

DOCTOR:

(leaving)

I have other... patients.

MARY:

Do you really? Doctor.

The Doctor turns just outside the door, to face her.

She's suddenly very angry.

MARY:

You have nothing more to say to

me?

DOCTOR:

Um... I'll check in on him again

shortly.

MARY:

Is that the best you can do? I'm

disappointed, but not surprised.

The Doctor has no words.

MARY:

If anything happens to him, both

our lives are lost. Do you

understand that? Can you? --

(CONTINUED)

83B.

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The Doctor can't face her anger any longer, turns, leaves

fast.

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