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Sherlock, Season 4, episode 3 transcript: The Final Problem, part 4 
21st-Jan-2017 11:48 pm
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Sherlock, Season 4, episode 3 transcript: The Final Problem, part 4



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Sherlock, Season 4, episode 3 transcript: The Final Problem, part 4

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Very brief flashbacks of young Sherlock running across the meadow, then a close-up of the gravestone of Nemo Holmes and its impossible dates, then a fuzzy out-of-focus shot of something round and dark blue, then of young Sherlock sitting in the graveyard reading a book, then of Redbeard barking and running through the water at the beach, and young Sherlock running towards him while his little sister stands nearby and watches. Fade to black.
GIRL’s VOICE (offscreen): Hello?
(Lights come on and an overhead shot shows that Sherlock is in a very small rectangular room with black walls and floor. Most of the room is taken up by a rectangular wooden table, about six feet long and maybe three feet wide. There are chairs either side and a lit lantern is on the floor. Sherlock is sprawled face down on top of the table. Some time since he was rendered unconscious, someone has dressed him in his greatcoat. He starts to wake up.)
GIRL’s VOICE (offscreen): Hello? Are you still there?
(Groaning, Sherlock pushes himself up onto his arms, putting one hand to the side of his head. It seems that the girl’s voice is coming from an earpiece rather than from speakers in the room.)
SHERLOCK (weakly): Yes. Yeah; no, I’m-I’m still here. I’m here.
(On the plane, the girl is sitting on the floor outside the open door of one of the toilets.)
GIRL (into phone, still sounding upset and tearful): You went away. You said you’d help me and you went away.
SHERLOCK (turning onto one elbow, his other hand still at his ear): Yes, I know. Well, I’m sorry about that. We-we-we must have got cut off. Um ...
(He looks around the room, then screws up his eyes and shakes his head hard, probably trying to clear his mind of the effects of the sedative. He starts to sit up.)
SHERLOCK: How-how-how long was I away?
GIRL: Hours. Hours and hours. Why don’t grown-ups tell the truth?
SHERLOCK (his hand now lowered from his ear): No, I-I am telling the truth. You can trust me.
GIRL: Where did you go?
(Sherlock looks up. There is a large metal grille in the ceiling and the night sky can be seen above it. Although the sky is mostly cloudy, part of it is clear and shows a full moon.)
SHERLOCK (sliding his legs around to the side of the table): I’m not completely sure.
(He sits on the edge of the table and looks around at the walls, then slowly stands.)
SHERLOCK: Um, now, I tell you what. You-you’ve got to be really, really brave for me.
(He leans down and picks up the lantern from the floor. He keeps talking as he walks across to one of the walls, holding up the lantern.)
SHERLOCK: Can you go to the front of the plane? Can you do that?
GIRL: The front?
SHERLOCK: Yes.
(The light from the lantern shows that many pictures have been stuck to the walls. All of the nearby ones are large photographs of young Sherlock. Some of them have had part of the photo ripped off.)
SHERLOCK: That’s right; the front.
GIRL: You mean where the driver is?
SHERLOCK (continuing to walk around the room, shining the lantern on the many photos): Yes, that’s it.
GIRL: Okay. (She starts to get up from the floor.) I’m going.
(She starts to walk down the aisle, pausing and looking down at the unconscious flight attendant lying in her way. Sherlock continues looking at the photos. Some of them are of Sherlock at older ages than his young pirate self and a few pictures are of other members of the Holmes family.)
SHERLOCK: Are you there yet?
(It’s not the girl who replies but John, who jerks awake somewhere dark. The wall behind him is bare rock.)
JOHN: Yeah, I’m here.
(He stands up abruptly when he realises that he’s sitting in water up to his waist.)
SHERLOCK: John!
JOHN (his voice coming from Sherlock’s earpiece): Yeah.
SHERLOCK: Where are you?
JOHN: I don’t know. I’ve just woken up. Where are you?
SHERLOCK: I’m in another cell. I just spoke to the girl on the plane again. We’ve been out for hours.
JOHN: What, she’s still up there?
SHERLOCK: Yes. (His voice comes over John’s earpiece.) The plane will keep flying until it runs out of fuel.
(John looks around and raises his head to look upwards.)
SHERLOCK: Is Mycroft with you?
JOHN: I have no idea. I can hardly see anything. (He calls out.) Mycroft? Mycroft?
(Sherlock runs his hand over his face, looking worried when there’s no reply.)
SHERLOCK: Are you okay?
JOHN: Yeah.
SHERLOCK: All right. Well, just keep exploring. Tell me anything you can about where you are.
(As Sherlock continues walking around the room and looking at the photos, John turns and squints through the darkness behind him.)
JOHN: The walls are ... (he puts a hand on the wall and feels it) ... rough. They’re rock, I guess.
SHERLOCK: What are you standing on?
JOHN (looking down): Uh, stone, I think. But listen: there’s about two feet of water.
(He tries to lift one of his feet, but then feels resistance as the camera closes in towards his foot under the water and shows what’s causing the resistance.)
JOHN: Chains. (He shakes his head.) Yeah, my feet are chained up. I can feel something.
(He bends down and moves his hand blindly through the water until his fingers touch something floating there. Clasping his hand around what he’s found, he straightens up and runs the fingers of his other hand over his discovery.)
JOHN: Bones, Sherlock.
(Sherlock sees something under the table and turns to look at it.)
JOHN: There are bones in here.
(Sherlock kneels down, puts the lantern onto the floor and reaches towards the round ceramic bowl under the table.)
SHERLOCK: What kind of bones?
JOHN: Uh, I dunno. S-small.
(Sherlock lifts up the bowl and holds it in both hands as he looks at it in shock. Painted on the side of the bowl is the word “Redbeard”. Clearly this is a dog’s water bowl.)
SHERLOCK (softly): Redbeard.
(He closes his eyes.)
GIRL’s VOICE (in his earpiece): Who’s Redbeard?
(Sherlock jolts, sinking his face into one hand as he replies to her.)
SHERLOCK: Oh, hello. Are you at the front of the plane now?
GIRL (in the flight deck, shaking the arm of the unconscious pilot): Yeah. I still can’t wake the driver up.
(In front of the pilot the control column is jerking around under its automatic controls, and an automated voice repeatedly calls out warnings.)
SHERLOCK (wiping the corner of one eye): That’s all right. What can you see now?
GIRL (looking through the front windshield): I can see a river. (She steps over the co-pilot lying on the floor to get closer to the front.) And there’s-there’s-there’s a big wheel.
SHERLOCK: All right. Well, you and I are going to have to drive this plane together. (He slowly stands, looking up towards the sky.) Just you and me.
GIRL (nervously): We are?
SHERLOCK (smiling so as to sound confident): Yeah, there’s nothing to it. We just need to get in touch with some people on the ground.
(He bends down to pick up the lantern.)
SHERLOCK: Now, um, can you see anything that looks like a radio?
(The girl, now sitting in the co-pilot’s seat, looks around at all the dials and switches above her head. Alarms continue to beep and the automated warnings continue to sound.)
GIRL: No.
SHERLOCK: That’s all right. Well, we ... keep looking. We’ve got plenty of time.
(In the flight deck more alarms sound and the automated voice calls out more warnings. The plane jolts violently and the girl screams.)
SHERLOCK: What’s wrong?
GIRL: The whole plane’s shaking.
(Sherlock grimaces but keeps his voice soothing. He is walking around the room as he talks.)
SHERLOCK: It’s just turbulence. It’s nothing to worry about.
GIRL: My ears hurt.
SHERLOCK: Does the river look like it’s getting closer?
GIRL: A-a little bit.
SHERLOCK: All right, then. That means you’re nearly home.
(He puts his hand to his head.)
JOHN (over earpiece): Sherlock?
(High above John’s head, clouds in the night sky drift past and the full moon comes into view. Its light now shows John’s location more clearly. He stares upwards.)
JOHN: I’m in a well. That’s where I am; I’m in the bottom of a well.
(Sherlock turns, frowning.)
SHERLOCK: Why would there be a well in Sherrinford?
(He raises the lantern and looks more closely at the array of photographs on the wall in front of him.)
SHERLOCK: Why is there a draught?
(He zooms in on where two panels of the wall have a small gap between them and a photo of a teenage Sherlock stuck across the gap is fluttering slightly. Frowning, he lowers his gaze to the bottom of the wall. There’s a small gap between the wall and the floor.)
SHERLOCK: Walls don’t contract after you’ve painted them.
(He lifts his eyes.)
SHERLOCK (softly, intensely): Not real ones.
(Offscreen, he has put the lantern onto the floor. Now he raises both hands and slams them hard against the wall. The entire wall falls outwards and drops to the ground outside. In front of him is a very familiar burnt-out house. He stares at it wide-eyed.)
SHERLOCK: I’m home. Musgrave Hall.
EURUS (over his earpiece): Me and Jim Moriarty, we got on like a house on fire ...
(Sherlock bends and picks up the lantern and walks out of the ‘room.’ Behind him the other three walls fall out and crash to the ground.)
EURUS: ... which reminded me of home.
SHERLOCK (walking towards the house): Yeah, it’s just an old building. I don’t care. The plane; tell me about the plane NOW!
EURUS (over earpiece): Sweet Jim. He was never very interested in being alive, especially if he could make more trouble being dead.
SHERLOCK: Yeah, still not interested. The plane!
EURUS: You knew he’d take his revenge. His revenge apparently is me.
SHERLOCK (reaching the front door, opening it and going inside): Eurus, let me speak to the little girl on the plane and I’ll play any game you like.
EURUS (slowly, precisely): First find Redbeard.
(Beside the stairs in the hallway a screen is standing on top of a bureau or low cupboard which is covered with a sheet. The image of water is pouring down the screen but now is replaced by Eurus’ face looking into the camera. The area behind her is dark.)
EURUS: I’m letting the water in now. You don’t want me to drown another one of your pets, do you? At long last, Sherlock Holmes, it’s time to solve the Musgrave ritual.
(Sherlock stumbles back from the screen.)
EURUS: Your very first case! And the final problem. (Her voice drops to a whisper.) Oh. Bye-bye.
(In the well, water is pouring down from the top.)
JOHN: Sherlock?
(Eurus’ voice sings from his earpiece.)
EURUS’ VOICE: ♪ I that am lost / Oh, who will find me / Deep down below ...
JOHN: Sherlock!
EURUS’ VOICE: ♪ The old beech tree?
(Perhaps hearing John’s voice from nearby as well as over his earpiece, Sherlock walks across the hall and opens the door to a room.)
EURUS’ VOICE: ♪ Help succour me now ...
(Going into the room, he stares at what he sees.)
SHERLOCK: John.
EURUS’ VOICE: ♪ The East winds blow ...
(Putting the lantern on the floor he hurries across the room and stares in shock at the screen on the wall. It shows that a camera is set partway up the well and is looking downwards as the water pours down onto his friend.)
SHERLOCK: John. (Shouting) John? Can you hear me? John!
EURUS’ VOICE: ♪ Sixteen by six, brother, and under we go ...
(In the flight deck of the plane, the girl screams again as the plane continues to shake violently.)
GIRL: Help me! Help me, please!
JOHN (from the screen): Sherlock!
(Sherlock had his hand to his earpiece as the girl spoke but now he lowers it, staring intensely at the screen.)
EURUS’ VOICE: ♪ Be not afraid ...
(Her song continues as the boys talk.)
SHERLOCK: John.
JOHN (loudly over the sound of the water pouring down): Yeah, it’s flooding. The well is flooding.
(We see that the image on the screen is being sent to it from a projector behind Sherlock, set up on a stand amidst all the fallen stonework.)
SHERLOCK (gesturing towards the screen even though he knows that John probably can’t see him): Try as long as possible not to drown.
JOHN (putting his finger to his earpiece, finding it hard to hear over the sound of the water and Eurus’ singing): What?
SHERLOCK (still gesturing pointlessly): I’m going to find you. I am finding you!
JOHN (loudly): Well, hurry up, please, because I don’t have long!
(The girl on the plane screams again as it begins to bank hard to the right.)
GIRL: It’s leaning over, the whole plane!
(Sherlock glances behind him to the door, then turns towards the screen again and claps his hand over his mouth, desperately trying to work out who to try and save first. In the well, John turns and tries to get handholds on the rocks lining it in an attempt to hold himself above the rising water. He lifts his left leg as high as it will go to try to climb up the wall a little but the chain tugs at his foot – or his fingers slide off the slippery stones – and he falls backwards and into the water with a loud cry.
In the plane the girl stares in terror out of the windscreen.
Sherlock turns and runs out into the hall as his sister continues to sing.)

SHERLOCK: Eurus, you said the answer’s in the song ...
(He turns to the screen in the hall. Offscreen, she stops singing.)
SHERLOCK: ... but I went through the song line by line all those years ago ...
(Brief cut-away of young pirate Sherlock searching in the meadow.)
SHERLOCK: ... and I found nothing. I couldn’t find anything. And there-there was a beech tree in the grounds and I dug.
(Brief cut-away to young Sherlock in the meadow, carrying a spade.)
SHERLOCK: I dug and dug and dug and dug. Sixteen feet by six; sixteen yards; sixteen metres – and I found nothing. No-one.
JOHN (over earpiece): Sherlock?
EURUS (on the screen): It was a clever little puzzle, wasn’t it? So why couldn’t you work it out, Sherlock?
(Sherlock raises both hands to cover his mouth.)
JOHN (over earpiece): Sherlock? There’s something you need to know.
(Sherlock lowers his hands, breathing heavily.)
EURUS: Emotional context. And he-e-e-e-re it comes.
JOHN: Sherlock? (He’s standing up in the water staring in anguish at something we can’t yet see.) The bones I found.
SHERLOCK (turning and walking back into the nearby room to look at the other screen): Yes? They’re dogs’ bones. That’s Redbeard.
JOHN: Mycroft’s been lying to you; to both of us.
(Sherlock frowns in confusion.)
JOHN: They’re not dogs’ bones.
EURUS: Remember Daddy’s allergy? What was he allergic to?
(Sherlock stares towards the screen, which is presumably now showing her rather than John.)
EURUS: What would he never let you have all those times you begged? Well, he’d never let you have a dog.
(Inside Sherlock’s mind, a dog barks. He screws his eyes shut and sees his younger self running through the shallows on the beach.)
YOUNG SHERLOCK’s VOICE (offscreen): Come on, Redbeard!
(Nearby, young Eurus runs around, smiling. In one hand she has a plastic toy aeroplane and she holds it up and ‘flies’ it through the air as she goes.)
ADULT EURUS (offscreen): What a funny little memory, Sherlock.
(Little Eurus runs offscreen, revealing the Irish setter sitting on the pebbles with a purple bandana tied around its neck. Some distance away, young Sherlock, wearing his yellow jumper, raises his plastic sword and swoops it downwards, smiling towards his dog.)
ADULT EURUS (offscreen): You were upset ...
(Young Eurus runs around behind the dog.)
ADULT EURUS (offscreen): ... so you told yourself a better story.
(Still clutching her toy, young Eurus continues trotting around in a circle.)
ADULT EURUS (offscreen, emphasising each word): ... but we never had a dog.
(Eurus runs across in front of Redbeard, briefly obscuring him from our view. As she trots away, the Irish setter has gone. In its place a young boy is kneeling on the beach. The same age as young Sherlock, he has red hair and he is wearing a thick checked shirt and has the purple bandana tied around his neck. He is wearing a black plastic eyepatch over one eye. He stands up, wielding his own plastic sword. Young Sherlock turns to look at him. As young Mycroft continues trying to skim pebbles on the stepping stones some distance away, the red-headed boy runs towards Sherlock, who turns and trots away across the beach with the other boy following him. Little Eurus turns to watch them, and the red-headed boy stops and turns back to her. They look at each other for a long moment. There is no friendliness in their expressions.
In the well, John lifts what he’s holding in both hands. It’s a small human skull.
In the house, Sherlock stares downwards towards the floor in front of him.)

SHERLOCK (in a whisper): Victor.
EURUS (softly, on the screen): Now it’s coming.
SHERLOCK (softly, his voice shaking): Victor Trevor.
(He frowns a little as the memories keep coming. On the beach the two boys trot away together. Young Eurus turns her head away, a sad look on her face.)
SHERLOCK: We played pirates. I was Yellowbeard and he was ...
(Eurus looks into the screen, her mouth slightly open and an expectant look on her face. Sherlock raises his tear-filled eyes to her.)
SHERLOCK: ... he was Redbeard.
EURUS: You were inseparable. But I wanted to play too.
(Sherlock looks away as he begins to realise what started his sister’s behaviour. Eventually he sighs and lowers his head, closing his eyes.)
SHERLOCK: Oh. Oh God.
(He cries softly.)
SHERLOCK: What ... (he pulls in several breaths before he can continue) ... what did you do?
EURUS (singing softly, and more slowly than usual): ♪ I that am lost / Oh, who will find me / Deep down below / The old beech tree? ♪
(During the last line of her song, we cut away to young Victor, sopping wet and almost up to his waist in water, standing at the bottom of the well. His toy sword is floating beside him. He stares upwards and calls out desperately.)
VICTOR: Please let me out! Please, someone help me! Please.
(The camera pulls upwards, leaving him lost and abandoned at the bottom of the well.
In the house, adult Sherlock gazes downwards, lost in grief.
Young Sherlock walks across the meadow, disconsolate at the loss of his friend.
Adult Sherlock hears his younger self.)

YOUNG SHERLOCK (calling out worriedly offscreen): Come on, Redbeard!
(Lights seem to flicker across adult Sherlock’s face.
Young Sherlock continues searching in the meadow, his face anguished.
Adult Sherlock stands in the hall, surrounded by darkness and lost in memories.
Young Sherlock now seems to be in the same position, surrounded by darkness, his face sad.
Adult Sherlock gazes tearfully across the hall.
Young Sherlock, tears pouring down his face, softly speaks the name of his best friend, but it’s his adult voice that we hear.)

SHERLOCK’s VOICE (in a whisper): Victor.
(Flashback to a long view of the gently rippling water in the swimming pool where Sherlock and Jim had their stand-off at the end of the “The Great Game.”)
EURUS (softly, offscreen): Deep waters, Sherlock, all your life.
(Sherlock’s distraught face is briefly overlaid with dark blue rippling water.)
EURUS (softly, offscreen): In all your dreams.
(Flashback to Victorian Holmes lying on the rocky ledge while the Reichenbach Falls thunder downwards behind him.)
EURUS (softly, offscreen): Deep waters.
(In the hall, Sherlock stares ahead of himself, his face covered with tears.)
SHERLOCK (devastated): You killed him.
(Dark rippling water overlays his face and for a moment a merged image of adult and young Sherlock stares sadly across the hall with tears on his face.
Adult Sherlock lifts his head, looking towards the screen.)

SHERLOCK: You killed my best friend.
EURUS (quietly but with a hint of anger in her voice): I never had a best friend. I had no-one.
(Sherlock raises his head towards the ceiling.
In the well, John struggles to keep his footing, the water now up to the top of his chest as more pours down.
Sherlock gazes upwards, his face anguished. He closes his eyes.
Flashback to little Eurus running around on the beach, flying her toy aeroplane beside her. Adult Sherlock stands nearby watching her. Smiling, she runs around him with her plane. She looks up at him.)

YOUNG EURUS (offscreen): Play with me, Sherlock! Play with me!
(She continues to run around him.)
ADULT EURUS (on the screen, bitterly): No-one.
(In the hall, adult Sherlock lowers his head, his eyes still closed.
Young Sherlock runs across the graveyard towards the house. The camera pans across the gravestone of Nemo Holmes and its impossible dates.)

EURUS (offscreen, in a whisper): No-one.
(The camera focuses in on the gravestone and writing overlays the top line.

NEMO
n. [nee-moh]
Latin - no one, nobody


In the hall, Sherlock bites his lip and raises his head, looking towards the screen with determination.)
SHERLOCK (more strongly): Okay. Okay, let’s play.
(He turns and picks up the lantern from the floor and runs outside, hurrying around the side of the house, through an open gate and into the graveyard at the back of the house. As he runs around, bending down and shining his light closely onto various gravestones, the little girl’s voice comes over his earpiece.)
GIRL (offscreen): Hello? Are you there?
SHERLOCK: Need your help. I’m trying to solve a puzzle.
GIRL (offscreen): But what about the plane?
SHERLOCK: Well, the puzzle will save the plane.
(He runs to another gravestone and looks at the inscription. The bottom two lines read “1818 / Aged 24 and 26 Years”.)
SHERLOCK: The wrong dates. She used the wrong dates on the gravestones as the key to the cipher ... (he runs to shine the lantern on Nemo Holmes’ gravestone) ... and the cipher was the song.
JOHN (shouting above the noise of the rising water): Is this strictly relevant?
SHERLOCK: Yes, it is. I’ll be with you in a minute.
(He puts the lantern on the ground and focuses in on another, very old and worn, gravestone which gives dates of “134 - 1719”. The numbers “134” and “1719” appear in the air in front of his eyes. He looks across to other gravestones, mentally pulling the numbers from each of them, including those from Nemo Holmes’ grave, and putting them beside the first set until he has a long string of numbers in front of him. Rubbing his hands over his nose and mouth, he lowers them and breathes in sharply.)
GIRL (from the plane’s flight deck): The lights are getting closer.
SHERLOCK (gesturing dismissively to one side): Hush, now. Working.
(The words of Eurus’ song appear in front of his eyes. Two verses side by side read

I that am lost, oh who will find me?
Deep down below the old beech tree
Help succour me now the east winds blow
Sixteen by six, brother, and under we go!

Without your love, he’ll be gone before
Save pity for strangers, show love the door.
My soul seek the shade of my willow’s bloom
Inside, brother mine -
Let Death make a room.

Two further verses are underneath but in much smaller print. According to this person on Tumblr, who may have a better quality recording than me, they read

Be not afraid to walk in the shade
Save one, save all, come try!
My steps - five by seven
Life is closer to Heaven
Look down, with dark gaze, from on high.

Before he was gone - right back over my (h)ill
Who now will find him?
Why, nobody will
Doom shall I bring to him, I that am queen
Lost forever, nine by nineteen.

SHERLOCK: Let’s number the words of the song.
(The row of numbers whooshes away and individual numbers appear above each word in the four verses. Sherlock screws his eyes shut. The words and their accompanying numbers start to roll round in his mind.)
SHERLOCK: Then rearrange the numbered words to match the sequence on the gravestones.
(The words and numbers spin around in front of him, some of them stopping briefly in front of his eyes before spinning on. The sequences which stop read

1          3        4
I         am     lost

17       19
Help     me

  28
brother

Sherlock’s head snaps up and he opens his eyes with a gasp. He looks at the verses and the numbered words in front of him and the majority of the letters and their accompanying numbers shatter and the fragments fall away to the ground. He breathes heavily, looking at the remaining words floating in the air, then reaches out and starts swiping each word out of the air in the correct order, saying each word as he removes it. [Transcriber’s note: for this to work, we have to assume that the second large verse is actually the fourth verse of the song.])
SHERLOCK: I ... am ... lost ... Help ... me ... brother ... Save ... My ... Life ... Before ... my ... Doom.
(He continues swiping the words away.)
SHERLOCK: I ... am ... Lost ... Without ... your ... love ... Save ... My ... soul ... seek ... my ... room.
(He stops dead on the last word, staring up as the last three phrases float in front of him, the most prominent being the final three words, “Seek my room”. He looks past them towards the house.)
SHERLOCK (in a whisper, wide-eyed): Oh God.
(Grabbing the lantern he races back towards the house.
In the well, John stares upwards as the water continues to rise.
In the plane, the girl cries out panic-stricken.)

GIRL: We’re going to crash! I’m going to die!
(She screams.
John grunts with effort, his arms under the water and apparently tugging at the chains around his feet.
Sherlock races through the gateway beside the house, runs round the side to the front and then bursts through the front door, then runs up the stairs.)

SHERLOCK: I think it’s time you told me your real name.
GIRL (on the plane): I’m not allowed to tell my name to strangers.
(Sherlock reaches a closed door on the landing and stops in front of it.)
SHERLOCK (quietly): But I’m not a stranger, am I?
(He opens the door and, from the other side, we see him open the door to the flight deck of the plane and step inside. He stares intensely at what he sees.)
SHERLOCK: I’m your brother.
(The girl turns around in the co-pilot’s seat and looks at him. But Sherlock isn’t on the flight deck and there is no little girl. He’s in a burnt-out bedroom in his family home and he lowers the lantern to the floor and holds out his other hand towards the figure in front of him.)
SHERLOCK (reassuringly): I’m here, Eurus.
(Still wearing the clothes she wore in Sherrinford, Eurus is sitting on the floor with her knees drawn up in front of her and her hands wrapped around them. Her eyes are closed.
The footage of the girl on the plane goes into fast reverse back through all the scenes we’ve seen of her until she’s back in her seat, looking uneasily out of the window. The footage rapidly reverses even further and slows down to the very first moment where, in reverse of what we first saw, we see a close-up of her eye closing.
Flashback of young Eurus running around the beach with her toy aeroplane.
In her bedroom, adult Eurus keeps her eyes closed and speaks with a child-like voice.)

EURUS: You’re playing with me, Sherlock. We’re playing the game.
SHERLOCK: The game, yes. I get it now. (He steps closer to her.) The song was never a set of directions.
EURUS (her eyes still closed and her voice child-like and frightened): I’m in the plane, and I’m going to crash.
(Sherlock crouches down in front of her.)
EURUS (child-like): And you’re going to save me.
SHERLOCK: Look how brilliant you are. Your mind has created the perfect metaphor. You’re high above us, all alone in the sky, and you understand everything except how to land. (He shifts round and sits down in front of her, breathless and anxious.) Now, I’m just an idiot, but I’m on the ground. (He reaches out and puts his fingers onto her hands.) I can bring you home.
EURUS (her eyes still closed, plaintively): No.
(Her voice reverts to its adult tone.)
EURUS: No, no. (She shivers.) It’s too late now.
SHERLOCK (shifting closer to her and lowering his hand): No it’s not. It’s not too late.
(She cries, her eyes screwed tight and her face twisted with fear.)
EURUS: Every time I close my eyes, I’m on the plane. I’m lost, lost in the sky and ... no-one can hear me.
(She pulls her knees closer to herself, crying silently. Sherlock reaches out and gently puts his hand onto hers again.)
SHERLOCK (in a whisper): Open your eyes. I’m here.
(She opens her eyes and slowly raises her head.)
SHERLOCK (in a whisper): You’re not lost any more.
(He shifts even closer and reaches out to embrace her. She shuffles forward and wraps her arms around him and they hug each other tightly while she cries.)
SHERLOCK (softly, stroking her hair): Now, you ... you just ... you just went the wrong way last time, that’s all. (His voice becomes tearful.) This time, get it right. (Still softly but more clearly) Tell me how to save my friend.
(In the well, John groans with the effort of trying to keep his head above the water.
In the bedroom Sherlock pulls back a little.)

SHERLOCK: Eurus ...
(He cradles his sister’s head with one hand and gazes pleadingly into her eyes.)
SHERLOCK: Help me save John Watson.
(She stares at him, trembling and tearful as he gently strokes her hair.
In the well, John grimaces and then groans, tilting his chin up out of the water as he strains with the effort of trying to pull the chains free. Then a light shines down onto him from the top of the well and a rope is thrown down to him. Gasping with relief, he takes hold of it.)

[Your transcriber butts in here – sorry for the interruption – to frown sternly at the many people online who bitched about what possible use the rope could be and asked snidely whether John was about to rip off his feet and climb up the rope. Even on first viewing it seemed obvious to me that (1) someone was then going to climb down the rope with a bloody great set of bolt cutters and (2) John grabbed the rope because he now had some support to pull himself up just a little – i.e. to the full extent of the chains – and keep above the water until his rescuer arrived. Anyway, moving on ...]

Later, Eurus is being led away from the house by two police officers. She still looks tearful. Police cars and vans are parked all around and a helicopter’s rotors can be heard nearby. Some distance away, Sherlock watches her. John is beside him, wrapped in a grey blanket. Greg walks over to them.
LESTRADE: I just spoke to your brother.
SHERLOCK (as he and John turn to him): How is he?
LESTRADE: He’s a bit shaken up, that’s all. She didn’t hurt him; she just locked him in her old cell.
JOHN: What goes around comes around.
LESTRADE: Yeah. Give me a moment, boys.
(He starts to walk past them but turns back when Sherlock speaks quietly.)
SHERLOCK: Oh, um. Mycroft – make sure he’s looked after. He’s not as strong as he thinks he is.
LESTRADE (nodding): Yeah, I’ll take care of it.
(He turns to walk away again, while Mystrade fans squee so loudly that nearby dogs cower and cover their ears with their paws.)
SHERLOCK: Thanks, Greg.
(John, who has been huddling into his blanket, lifts his head and Greg turns back again and looks at him in surprise before walking away.
Eurus has been loaded into a reinforced cell inside one of the police vans. She sits on a side bench as a police officer closes the door.)

LESTRADE (to a nearby male police officer): The helicopter ready?
POLICE OFFICER: Mm-hm.
LESTRADE: Let’s move her, then.
(The officer nods in the direction of Sherlock.)
POLICE OFFICER: Is that him, sir? Sherlock Holmes?
(Greg looks back to where Sherlock has turned to face John, who looks round at him.)
LESTRADE: Fan, are you?
POLICE OFFICER: Well, he’s a great man, sir.
LESTRADE: No, he’s better than that. (He looks towards Sherlock for a moment.) He’s a good one.
[Your transcriber bursts into tears.]
(The two officers look towards our boys for a little longer, then turn and walk away.)
JOHN (quietly to Sherlock): You okay?
SHERLOCK (quietly, thoughtfully): I said I’d bring her home. I can’t, can I?
JOHN: Well, you gave her what she was looking for: context.
SHERLOCK (looking round at him): Is that good?
JOHN: It’s not good, it’s not bad. It’s ...
(He looks away and screws up his face, searching for the right words, then turns back to his friend.)
JOHN: It is what it is.

MRS HOLMES (offscreen, sounding shocked): Alive?! For all these years?
(She and her husband are in Mycroft’s Diogenes office. Mycroft sits behind his desk and his father is sitting on a chair on the other side while Mrs Holmes stands at the other end of the desk staring in shock at her oldest son. Her younger son is standing at the far end of the room leaning against the closed office door with his arms folded and his head lowered.)
MRS HOLMES (to Mycroft): How is that even possible?!
MYCROFT: What Uncle Rudi began ... (he hesitates slightly, his eyes lowered) ... I thought it best to continue.
MRS HOLMES (angrily): I’m not asking how you did it, idiot boy, I’m asking how could you?
MYCROFT: I was trying to be kind.
(He raises his eyes to hers at the end of his sentence.)
MRS HOLMES: Kind?! (She gasps in a pained breath.) Kind? (She becomes tearful as she continues.) You told us that our daughter was dead.
MYCROFT: Better that than tell you what she had become.
(She stares at him wide-eyed.)
MYCROFT: I’m sorry.
(His father stands up and leans his hands on the table.)
MR HOLMES: Whatever she became, whatever she is now, Mycroft ...
(Cut-away of a helicopter flying towards Sherrinford Island.)
MR HOLMES (offscreen): ... she remains our daughter.
MYCROFT: And my sister.
MRS HOLMES: Then you should have done better.
SHERLOCK (quietly): He did his best.
MRS HOLMES: Then he’s very limited.
(Mycroft looks towards his brother, unable to meet his parents’ eyes.)
MR HOLMES: Where is she?
(Cut-away of the helicopter coming in to land on the beach of the island.)
MYCROFT: Back in Sherrinford; secure, this time. (He looks at his father.) People have died.
(Sherlock gets out of the helicopter, carrying a holdall, and walks away across the beach.)
MYCROFT (offscreen): Without doubt she will kill again if she has the opportunity. There’s no possibility she’ll ever be able to leave.
(Mr Holmes has straightened up a little but now leans down again and speaks firmly.)
MR HOLMES: When can we see her?
(Mycroft looks at him.
At Sherrinford, Sherlock comes out of the lift on the upper level of the Control Room and trots down the stairs.)

MYCROFT (offscreen): There’s no point.
MRS HOLMES (upset): How dare you say that?
MYCROFT (closing his eyes and speaking more firmly): She won’t talk. She won’t communicate with anyone in any way.
(At Sherrinford, Sherlock swipes a card through a card reader and the door in front of him opens. He walks through.)
MYCROFT: She has passed beyond our view.
(Still leaning against Mycroft’s office door, Sherlock gazes down at the floor in front of him.)
MYCROFT (looking at his mother): There are no words that can reach her now.
(She turns to look at her other son.
At Sherrinford, Sherlock walks out of another lift.)

MRS HOLMES (offscreen): Sherlock.
(In Mycroft’s office, Sherlock raises his head.
At Sherrinford, he walks along the long corridor towards the Secure Unit.
In the office, Mrs Holmes shrugs questioningly at Sherlock.)

MRS HOLMES: Well?
(At Sherrinford, Sherlock stops at the end of the corridor and the lights on the scanner above his head begin to oscillate back and forth.)
MRS HOLMES (offscreen): You were always the grown-up.
(Mycroft raises his head a little and looks towards his brother.)
MRS HOLMES (offscreen): What do we do now?
(Sherlock turns his head away slightly, looking thoughtful.
At Sherrinford, the lift door at the front of Eurus’ cell slides open and Sherlock, having presumably left his coat upstairs, walks out. He walks a few paces forward, looking at his sister inside the glass-walled cell. Her face is turned away from him and she doesn’t react to the sound of his footsteps. He bends down and puts the holdall on the floor. Behind him the lift door closes and the green lights in the room turn white. Sitting on the seat at the side of the room, she still doesn’t react. Sherlock unzips the bag and then stands up holding his violin and bow. He plucks at the strings and Eurus blinks. Once he’s sure the violin is tuned properly, he lifts his bow and plays a simple tune. He stops at the end of the first phrase and lifts his bow a little, looking towards Eurus. She doesn’t respond or move in any way.
In the burnt-out living room of 221B Baker Street, Sherlock – in shirt and trousers – walks across the floor, stepping over the ruined books and debris. The sound of him playing the same tune in Eurus’ cell can be heard offscreen as he starts it again and this time continues the tune. In 221B he picks up a random item from the floor, then walks across to where the skull which is usually on the wall between the windows is lying on the burnt rug. John turns around from where he’s standing near the fireplace and holds up what he’s just found – the earphones which usually adorn the skull’s head. Sherlock lifts the skull so that John can put the earphones back onto it and then loop the cable over the top. Sherlock turns away with it and looks for somewhere to put it.
In the cell Sherlock continues playing. After a while, Eurus stands up and turns to face him. Sherlock stops playing, and the two of them look at each other for a long while.
In 221B Sherlock, still holding the skull and headphones, lifts his overturned chair with the other hand and sets it upright. As he gazes upwards, the violin starts up again offscreen.
A helicopter heads towards Sherrinford Island again and, in the cell, Sherlock plays on. Eurus stands silently, watching him with a trace of interest on her face.
In 221B Sherlock picks up one of the dining chairs and sets it on its feet. John is over near the right-hand window.
Sherlock gets out of the helicopter again on the beach at Sherrinford with his holdall in one hand. We start to realise that he is making repeated visits to play to his sister.
In the cell, while he continues to play, Eurus picks up her own violin and bow and walks towards the glass wall. Sherlock stops in mid-phrase. She puts the violin to her chin. Sherlock watches her, and she begins to play the same piece from the beginning. The sound from her violin is richer – either she’s a better player or she has her Strad back. Or possibly it’s a bit of both because she plays the first phrase with more flair than her brother, running the notes together differently at one point. Sherlock blinks rapidly as she ends the phrase and stops, lowering her bow. He lifts his own bow and plays the phrase again, still using his own interpretation of the notes.
While the music continues offscreen, John is standing in his own living room sorting through his mail. He stops when he gets to a white padded envelope sent by Special Delivery.
Shortly afterwards he walks aimlessly around the room while he speaks into his phone.)

JOHN: Uh, yeah, I-I think you’d better get round here.
(In his other hand he is holding what he found in the envelope. Inside a clear plastic wallet is a white DVD. Handwritten on the disc are the words “MISS YOU”.
In the cell, Eurus closes her eyes and begins to play the tune again but this time Sherlock joins in with a counterpart. They stand either side of the glass, harmonising with each other.
At John’s home, the disc slides into the DVD player. Sherlock has now arrived and stands near the sofa, still wearing his coat, while John sits down. They look at each other for a moment, then Sherlock turns away to look towards the TV while John lifts the remote control and starts the playback. Mary’s face smiles at them from the screen. Sherlock blinks and John stares at the TV in surprise, his mouth falling open a little.)

MARY: P.S.
(As the music from the violin duet continues, Sherlock again walks along the corridor towards the Special Unit.)
MARY (voiceover initially, then on the screen): I know you two; and if I’m gone, I know what you could become.
(Sherlock turns to look down at John. John smiles briefly at the screen, his eyes full of tears, and Sherlock turns back to the TV as Mary continues.)
MARY (voiceover): ... because I know who you really are.
(Flashback to our very first sight of Sherlock all those years ago, his face upside down on the screen as he unzips a body bag and looks inside.)
MARY (voiceover): A junkie who solves crimes to get high ...
(In the flashback Sherlock looks down at the body and wrinkles his nose a little as he sniffs.
Flashback to our very first sight of John, jolting up in bed in his lonely bedsit after his latest nightmare.)

MARY (voiceover): ... and the doctor who never came home from the war.
(Sherlock walks to the door of the Secure Unit and swipes his card through the reader.
In the cell, the siblings’ duet becomes more complicated and intricate.)

MARY (on the TV screen): Well, you listen to me: who you really are, it doesn’t matter.
(In the dark burnt ruin of 221B, a workman is sweeping up while another one stuffs rubbish into a black plastic bag. Standing in front of the fireplace, John looks around the room and tiredly rubs the back of his neck as if despairing of ever getting the place back to normal. Oblivious to what’s going on around him, Sherlock is sitting in his chair texting.)
MARY (voiceover): It’s all about the legend, the stories, the adventures.
(At Sherrinford, Sherlock comes out of the lift and walks across the green-lit room towards where his sister is sitting on the seat with her back to the room.
The Holmes siblings face each other through the glass, playing together beautifully.
In 221B, Mrs Hudson comes through the door and looks across the room. While the workmen tidy up and John stands at the fireplace, Sherlock types onto his phone
“You know where to find me.” and adds underneath “SH”.)
MARY (voiceover): There is a last refuge for the desperate, the unloved, the persecuted.
(Again Sherlock walks along the corridor towards the Secure Unit.
In the cell, Eurus and Sherlock play on.)

MARY (voiceover): There is a final court of appeal for everyone.
(In 221B, most of the burnt debris has been removed and workmen are now redecorating. Our boys have decided to restore the flat exactly as it was, and the wallpaper on the fireplace wall is the same as it was before. Sherlock, wearing his camel dressing gown, is standing facing the fireplace. At the sofa wall, John sprays a circle of yellow paint onto the wallpaper and then adds two dots inside near the top of the circle. He turns round and we see that the wallpaper on that wall is also the same as it was before and John has now added the smiley face to it. He looks across expectantly towards Sherlock and then walks out of the way. Sherlock, now facing into the room, raises his long-muzzled pistol, spins the chamber and then flicks it into place, then aims towards the spray-painted face and fires twice. He smiles, then lifts the muzzle and blows across the top.
The siblings’ tune resolves into the familiar
“Pursuit” music, now played offscreen by an ensemble of stringed instruments.
Sherlock, now wearing his blue dressing gown, stabs his knife down into an open letter on the mantelpiece as John stands beside him holding the piece of paper in position. They turn as Mrs Hudson comes into the room and looks at them in exasperation. The room is now fully restored to its former glory and all the familiar items have either been repaired or replaced with identical copies.
Sherlock and Eurus play on. Without stopping, he raises his eyes to hers and she looks back at him. For the first time, there is emotion in her eyes as she gazes at her brother. She smiles just a little and they continue their duet.
In 221B a montage of scenes rolls out. Even though there is no segue between them, they clearly take place over a period of time. Sherlock, in his camel dressing gown, walks around behind the client chair. Sitting in the chair is an old-fashioned ventriloquist’s dummy dressed in a black and red jacket with a white shirt and black bowtie. Its operator seems to be crouched behind the chair, as evidenced by a black-sleeved arm poking round from the back of the chair and disappearing into the dummy’s back. John walks through the living room door wearing his jacket and carrying his briefcase. He frowns briefly at the scene as he goes across the room. Sitting down in his chair he looks up at a blackboard set up on an easel in front of the fireplace and frowns at the ‘dancing men’ figures chalked on it [see here for the translation].)

MARY (voiceover): When life gets too strange, too impossible ...
(At the other side of the blackboard, sitting in his chair wearing his suit jacket, Sherlock frowns across the room and gets up to walk over and stand at the feet of a man lying on his back in the middle of the floor in front of the door. The man is dressed in Viking costume. His eyes are closed. John, wearing a brown cardigan, is on his knees beside the man, patting his face with one hand and peeling one eyelid open with his other thumb. [For anyone who missed the end credits, the man is played by musician Paul Weller.])
MARY (voiceover): ... too frightening, there is always one last hope.
(Mrs Hudson comes to the living room door holding a can of air freshener. Pulling a face, she sprays the can into the air and then turns to spray another blast towards John’s chair.)
MARY (voiceover): When all else fails ...
(Sitting in his chair and looking down in disgust at something grubby and possibly vomit-soaked in his hands, John – still in his brown cardigan – raises his head as Sherlock picks up Rosie and straightens up. She now has a full head of hair and is dressed in a pink top with denim short-legged dungarees over the top. Her mouth is grubby, so presumably she has just thrown up into whatever John is holding.)
MARY (voiceover): ... there are two men sitting arguing in a scruffy flat ...
(Tucking his goddaughter closely into his body with one hand while she makes a valiant attempt to stick her finger up her nose, Sherlock smiles and points across the room with the other.)
SHERLOCK: Oh, there’s Daddy!
(The music resolves into a fuller, slower and even more orchestral version of “Pursuit”.
Sherlock waves across the room and then walks forward to hand Rosie down to John, who is kneeling on the floor and wearing a pale grey shirt. John smiles in delight as he takes hold of his daughter and kisses her cheek.)

MARY (voiceover): ... like they’ve always been there ...
(Nearby, Greg stands looking towards Sherlock with one hand raised to his head and a harassed look on his face. He gestures beckoningly towards him as he turns to the door.)
MARY (voiceover): ... and they always will.
(In the doorway as Greg leaves, Molly comes in smiling happily and walks across the room.)
MARY (voiceover): The best and wisest men I have ever known.
(In the cell, Sherlock smiles at his sister as he continues to duet with her. Their parents and big brother are sitting on chairs to one side of Sherlock. With her eyes lowered while she listens to her children play, their mother reaches across to take Mycroft’s hand. He looks down at their hands and then turns to look at her.)
MARY (voiceover): My Baker Street boys.
(She smiles from the TV screen.)
MARY: Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson.
(And in slow motion Sherlock and John – our Baker Street boys – run side-by-side out of the entrance of a large stone building, identified by plaques either side of the porch as “Rathbone Place,” and race off towards their next adventure.)



[Transcriber’s note: For anybody who’s wondering after reading mis-information spread online, there was no clip of Moriarty after the end credits. That clip actually appeared at the end of a behind-the-scenes documentary released after the episode was aired.]


The Final Transcriber’s Note: There simply aren’t the words to express my love, devotion and gratitude to my beta team who put so much care and effort into carefully checking every word I wrote for these three episodes (and I just did a quick word count and there are over 99,200 of them). The team’s meticulous attention to detail – each one of them spotting errors or suggesting improvements which none of the others did – has made these transcripts so much better than they would have been if I’d done them alone. (Not to mention that I would have added some howling mistakes in my own perception of what was happening on the screen which would have had my readers burying their heads in their hands and wondering what the hell I was smoking.) You are amazing, you are fantastic, and as conductors of light you are unbeatable. And a special shout-out to lauramcewan who commented on every single part.

I should also give a mention to the many people – particularly on Tumblr – whose blog posts and reblogs of others’ blog posts, screencaps and gifs alerted me to so much extra detail that I hadn’t noticed and which hopefully helped to enrich the transcripts.

I know that a frighteningly large number of people despised one or more of these Season 4 episodes. I even understand why they did. Despite going through each moment with a fine-toothed comb, I’m still not sure what I make of them myself. I particularly think that making Culverton Smith so horrifically similar to a real-life British monster was a huge mistake and was the main reason why the general British viewing public abandoned the show in droves after that. And that, for me, is a tragedy because the cinematography in that episode was sensational and Nick Hurran is a genius. It’s so sad that his second episode for the show will never be looked back at fondly.

But I believe in Sherlock. I’ve loved this series since the day that A Study in Pink aired, and without fail I have watched at least fifteen minutes of the series every weekday since the day after that episode was shown, starting each day from where I left off the day before. Nothing about this latest series has changed my mind about that and I’ll continue watching all four seasons for the foreseeable future. In my opinion – and YMMV – it’s the best British drama series that’s ever been made, and I’m so grateful to everyone who was involved with the making of it. I’m also eternally grateful to this wonderful show for bringing me lifelong friends who I would never have met any other way, several of whom I meet in person whenever possible.

Keep the faith, Sherlock fans.

Love and hugs

Ariane xx




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A Scandal in Belgravia / The Hounds of Baskerville / The Reichenbach Fall
Many Happy Returns / The Empty Hearse / The Sign of Three / His Last Vow
The Abominable Bride
The Six Thatchers / The Lying Detective / The Final Problem


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Comments 
22nd-Jan-2017 01:14 am (UTC) - Possible alternate ending?
Firstly, I don't think I've said anything that anyone else hasn't said before, but you, your team and your transcripts have been absolutely amazing. I've read the Season 3 transcripts before I managed to watch the actual thing, and I swear that I could've almost watched the entire thing in my head with your transcripts - they were just so detailed.

But anyway, I was thinking about the ending after watching the show, and in true Da Vinci Code fashion, I'd like to suggest a possible alternate ending. *haha*

So... what if all that rigmarole with Eurus about Saw-type moral dilemmas and stuff wasn't just random psychotic crap but also had a point, which was to get Sherlock to kill her? I mean, imagine that she's living in complete isolation (mental, not physical, since she could pretty go wherever she wants) and that her way of relieving the unmitigated boredom of her life is to go around killing people ("not just random psychotic crap", but yes, suppose that that part’s true), and on some level she knows it's not quite right. So she wants out, or rather she believes there’s no other way (like Sherlock says in ‘The Lying Detective’ - "I don’t want to die [but] I have... reasons."), but because she’s one of the Holmes siblings, she wants drama. Lots and lots of drama.

So she found Mary and brought her together with John Watson with her amazing manipulative powers (what, you think he just randomly met the one retired superspy in all of London?) because she has the skill set needed to ‘infiltrate’ Sherrinford and do away with her during Moriarty’s Return ("Oh! Married an assassin!" in ‘The Lying Detective’), which had been the original plan. But then Mary had the bad manners to go dying on her at the end of ‘The Six Thatchers’. so who else could she get to kill her? Mycroft would never do it, because she is after all a strategic asset, and the British government would never let her go. But there’s also the dragon-slayer, the high-functioning sociopath whose best friend she did kill, even if he ended up repressing all of it.

Hence ‘The Lying Detective’, a first attempt to get Sherlock into the right frame of mind - "Vanquish the Serial Killer. Do Away with the Bad Guy". Then all the moral set-ups in ‘The Final Problem’, in which the solution is always to kill someone for the greater good, and moral qualms are punished with more deaths - how far must you push Sherlock, before he would kill someone? (Obviously, as ‘His Last Vow’ shows, you could threaten to kill John, which explains the tranquiliser dart rather than a bullet, and the well.) the entire "Oh I am so EVIL" mumping (admittedly very chilling and effective to me though. but it’s always better to hide lies in a lot of truth). And the last bit where Sherlock is led to kill Mycroft - how else could she find out Sherlock’s reaction to killing kin, in order to figure out how better to manipulate him? Plus Mycroft has locked her up since she was a kid, evil big brother that he is.

What’s even more delicious is how Moriarty (so slow. even slower than Sherlock. and so tiresome.) was fooled into believing that it’s a grand revenge plot, when it’s actually assisted suicide. 'coz that’s the ‘Final Problem’ - what should we do about the genius who can tell terrorist attacks to the date just from one hour on Twitter, but who also gets random urges to kill people? The straightforward, unsentimental solution? You kill her. because she’s really far too clever to be meant for this world. Also, she hasn’t seen Sherlock in ages, so she’s curious about how he’s turned out. And it’s proper Tragedy-with-a-capital-T! Brother killing sister! And maybe she’s just a tiny bit sorry for killing his best friend out of spite.

So if it were me, that would be the ending to ‘The Final Problem’ - Sherlock has to help her crash-land her plane because she can’t do it herself. And being the slightly slow but still brilliant person he is, he finally figures it all out when they meet for the last time (especially since Mycroft had tried to do the exact same thing like three hours ago), so now he has to kill his sister in cold blood, rather than believing in the nice fiction of dragon-slaying that she’s laid out for him.
22nd-Jan-2017 01:15 am (UTC) - Re: Possible alternate ending?
(Split because everything's too long for one comment.)

But obviously Sherlock and Watson can’t continue doing what they do afterwards, can they? Sherlock can’t just shrug away a killing like that, unlike with Magnussen’s.

So perhaps a more audience-friendly alternate-alternate ending, which is even not too different from the real one - the point Sherlock ended up concluding from the previous moral set-ups is that the solution is never so simple, and there’s always a way out if you look hard enough. The unsentimental thing to do would be to crash the plane into the ocean, but anyone who’s not Mycroft would try to land safely it if they could, even at the risk of crashing into a major city (say, London?) and killing lots of people. It’s a blind spot that Eurus, for all her cleverness, has never figured out. So she gets to live (God knows how, the universe having to bend over backwards for this sentimental ending) and the Holmes family lives happily ever after. Or something.

Issues that this alternate ending resolves - the Mary-the-superspy subplot that I personally rather liked but that so many people thought came out of left field, why she had to die in ‘The Six Thatchers’ (to motivate the entire ‘Final Problem’ arc), why Eurus sicc’ed Sherlock onto Culverton in the first place (and note the clues she planted that suggested that Faith was suicidal - a subconscious cry for help?), why she had seduced John as E (to get more information about Sherlock and Mary. Poor John, every villain just sees him as a means to an end.) the entire red herring of Moriarty’s return, even the title of the finale itself - ‘The Final Problem’. The way that this ties up so many loose ends makes me suspect that perhaps that’s how Moffat and Gatiss has originally intended the series to end, but chickened out because it’s so much darker than the rest of the series, even with the intended “oh this is DARK’ feel of the last season.

(I can’t explain Rosie though. Sometimes babies just happen.)

So yeah, this is going to be the ending that I’ll imagine really happened. The unsentimental one, because I’m a hard-hearted bitch like that (although I did tear at the bit with Molly, because that's probably the best resolution that she can realistically have with Sherlock, I think). *nods*

But what do you all think? Also, apologies for the super-long comment!

Edited at 2017-01-22 01:19 am (UTC)
22nd-Jan-2017 01:40 am (UTC)
That was terrific! The complaints about the rope down the well scene drove me spare. Seriously, are people so lacking in imagination that they can't fill in for themselves what happens between a rope being dropped and John standing with a blanket draped over his shoulders? Also, are they so unable to understand that on large properties abandoned structures like wells can also be forgotten?

I think people were looking for things to complain about in this series.

Thank you for the hard work by you and your team. It was truly a labour of love.
22nd-Jan-2017 08:27 pm (UTC)
I haven't seen the comments re the well (I assume these are on Twitter and Tumblr?) but isn't it possible there were simply a slew of people that had a brain freeze re John's rescue from the well? I mean, I'm (obviously) not at the Holmes' boys level of intelligence, but I'm pretty sure I'm above the John Watson featured on the show, and it simply didn't occur to me WHY the rope had been thrown down the well. These days, expectations re a well rescue (at least in my head) involve machinery wherein a guy would be let down by a machine with some sort of harness around his waist, and clearly some sort of tool that would cut thru the heavy chain. I mean, I hadn't given it intense thought; I simply wasn't sure what the rescuers thought they would accomplish by letting down (what appeared to be) a flimsy rope. At the time, it simply felt like the producers had suddenly forgotten that John couldn't just climb the rope out of there; there was another step involved.

And it's not that I have no imagination; apparently my imagination conjured up something completely different and incorrect. I mean, if people were simply whining about the show, I would have found that quite irritating. If they were simply baffled by the rope, it's not an Anderson-level mistake.

Also, the well seems like such a tiny part of the episode as a whole. Was that really the biggest thing people were talking about on the internet? Nothing about how all three men escaped 221B Baker Street's explosion without any of them seeming to have been harmed in the least? Nothing about how a huge institution such as Sherringford could end up with all guards, etc. being manipulated by Eurus without any one or group of people realizing something was completely off in the meantime? She couldn't manipulate the entire staff at the same time. (Or so I would think.) How did that occur without any resistance from anyone, such that Mycroft would have been notified?

I don't want to bring up any further thoughts I had on this episode, as I actually enjoyed it (albeit not the concept that no further episodes were likely to happen...) But honestly, how bizarre that people were so completely focused on John's rescue...

I'd prefer to believe that having given Moriarty a brother -- and keeping in mind the constant refrain (or so it felt) that the answer is never twins [like on House, where the answer was never lupus] -- that the producers were setting up a scenario wherein Moriarty is still alive (his twin was killed on top of Bart's) and we could enjoy further episodes with Andrew Scott, whose presence in the episode made it so very much more enjoyable (for me). Indeed, EVERY episode with Moriarty was a favorite; the only exception being The Sign of Three which I have seen enough times now to say the entire dialogue along with the actors. (Like It's A Wonderful Life.)
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22nd-Jan-2017 02:13 am (UTC)
I'm going to have to go back and re-watch this episode from the beginning. There were simply too many things mentioned in your transcript that I didn't notice. And I watched it three times before the parts of episode 3 started to appear. I'm apparently going blind.

(By the by, I would have been one of the people bitching about the rope thrown down to John -- if I had discussed this online -- bc even after watching it 3 times, I did not get the sense that someone was going to climb DOWN the rope... I was baffled as to what in the hell the rescuers thought they were doing...)

I was also wondering -- at what point in Sherlock, from season 1 to season 4, did we get the sense that Sherlock was always the 'grown-up'? Seriously. I can't come up with ONE scene involving the family that would lend itself to that interpretation...

Just saying...

And OH YES. THANK YOU. THANK YOU. THANK YOU!!! I could go on babbling for ages but I'll spare you and just say that these transcripts gave me a completely different, much better, much cleaner, much more detailed, indeed, a completely different LEVEL of understanding of the show I watched (numerous) times prior to reading them. And, just to add that je ne sais quoi, hilarious commentary. Worthy of sitcoms. (Frequently better than many sitcoms I've watched.)

You (and your team) achieved something great. Certainly, of all shows I've watched over the last few decades, BBC Sherlock raised the bar considerably on what I expected from a series. And while I hope they decide to churn out more episodes, should that not occur, it will remain the series from which I rate all others. Like President Obama, I do not expect to see another that goes up to that level again.

He's still my President.

I am off to watch one more crack video of season four prior to re-watching this episode...
22nd-Jan-2017 09:42 pm (UTC)
"At what point in Sherlock, from season 1 to season 4, did we get the sense that Sherlock was always the 'grown-up'? Seriously. I can't come up with ONE scene involving the family that would lend itself to that interpretation..."

I also wondered about that and the best I can come up with
1. Mrs Holmes always liked Sherlock better and/or
2. she is really angry with Mycroft and wants to hit him exactly in the place it will hurt the most and / or
3. it is to tell us that Sherlock always noticed that feelings and human interactions are important and can change a lot.

Based on what Gatiss and Moffat and the actors said about the show, that was most probably closest to the answer 3, although whether Sherlock was ALWAYS like that is rather debatable... :)

22nd-Jan-2017 03:26 am (UTC)
That was amazing! The whole work's magnificent, so in detail, so in love with the show. Thank you!!!
22nd-Jan-2017 05:48 am (UTC)
Three things, maybe four.

1. You (and your team) are brilliant. I hope there is a season five so I can read more transcripts done by you and your crew (that isn't the only reason, but it is a reason)

2. You call Mrs Holmes, Mrs Hudson:

"SHERLOCK (quietly): He did his best.
MRS HUDSON: Then he’s very limited."

Although frankly there are way too many H and M names on this show, Holmes, Hudson, Hooper, Martha, Molly and M. R (Mrs Holmes initials on her book in HLV) Mary, Mycroft, Moriarty Morstan, Moran, etc

3. I agree with you completely on the rope thing, 1 would also add John is holding it steady for his rescuer because climbing down a rope that isn't secured or braced is dangerous and hard. That's rock walls he could accidentally smack into.

4. I also agree that Sherlock is the best thing on TV (ever) and it's weakest episodes are better than anything else we are being offered.

PS

5. One thing that tickled me is that young Miss Watson can be seen sticking one little finger up her nostril and then (we don't get a good view, but it surely looks to me like) into her mouth. Proving that toddlers are the same all over.

Edited at 2017-01-22 05:54 am (UTC)
22nd-Jan-2017 11:07 am (UTC)
Thanks for the edit. I struggled with those similar names but thought I'd caught them all!
22nd-Jan-2017 11:21 am (UTC)
Thank you, that was brilliant.
22nd-Jan-2017 01:18 pm (UTC)
Once more, a million thanks for all your hard work and dedication.

Re: The final scene of Season 4

It's a beautiful place to leave us, whether this is the end of the series or not. I love the "always 1895" feeling it gives me.

Here dwell together still two men of note
Who never lived and so can never die:
How very near they seem, yet how remote
That age before the world went all awry.
But still the game's afoot for those with ears
Attuned to catch the distant view-halloo:
England is England yet, for all our fears—
Only those things the heart believes are true.

A yellow fog swirls past the window-pane
As night descends upon this fabled street:
A lonely hansom splashes through the rain,
The ghostly gas lamps fail at twenty feet.
Here, though the world explode, these two survive,
And it is always eighteen ninety-five.

-- Vincent Starrett --
22nd-Jan-2017 09:33 pm (UTC)
I wish I had better command of words to express the gratitude I feel. I have never mentioned your team of helpers in my thanks before - so this is a great big THANK YOU to all of those people who helped you. And to you, of course.

It really is a fatnastic thing you've done here. It is so generous and is greatly appreciated. No matter how many "thank yous" you've already received and will receive, it will never be enough.

I agree that Sherlock is a wonderful show. It's given me so much joy. I also agree that the rope thing can be easily explained if someone really feels the need for it. I don't particularly, as this episode wasn't about that at all. It didn't pretend to have anything at all to do with realism. Nothing in this episode was plausible in terms of reality. Not one of those things could have happened, and it doesn't matter. It wasn't about that. I personally loved it, although it left me very sad as well.

Thank you once again. like someone said before I would wish for more episodes just to enjoy that wonderful feeling of excitement and anxiousness waiting for your transcripts and then getting to read them for the first time.

We'd be lost without our trnscriber <3

Edited at 2017-01-22 09:35 pm (UTC)
27th-Jan-2017 09:25 am (UTC)
Thanks for such a lovely comment! I really appreciate you taking the time to write.
23rd-Jan-2017 05:29 am (UTC)
For all four series, for all the episodes, for the painstaking attention to detail that you and your team have given them, for the incredible number of hours you have collectively put into these transcriptions I thank you all. I have trouble with some of the English accents when people are talking quickly or very quietly or using British colloquialisms. I also sometimes have trouble hearing all of what was said. Your transcripts fill in the gaps. Your comments are always spot on, and your descriptions of what is going on on the screen often explain things which puzzled me greatly. Further, your ability to transcribe the words and pictures which appear when Sherlock is observing and deducing has kept me from exploding with frustration.

I have loved the show throughout, though I found the first two seasons very satisfying right out of the box and seasons three and four more difficult. Mary as an assassin who shot Sherlock to hide her secret and her pregnancy and the birth of Rosie bothered me because neither wife nor child fit in with the Holmes and Watson I had always loved and I found the Victorian fantasy of TAB baffling until I read your transcript--and that was after I had watched it three times.

Season four would have sent me round the bend with all the bizarre symbolism and the strange shifts: the Bond thriller of The Six Thatchers, the self-destroying addict Sherlock and the monster he allowed to catch him as a tool to bring John back to him--scripted by the apparently prescient Mary--and the very, very strange story of Eurus and the ongoing switches between locations, POVs and timeframe, as well as her disturbing experiments and ability to manipulate everyone and everything.

Your work made it all make sense to me and see what Mofftiss had in mind: the development of Sherlock from a great man into a good one and Watson from a dangerous, angry man who couldn't live without a battlefield to someone who overcomes grief and loss, who can love and be loved by his closest friend, and who fully accepts the role of father. And, of course, to see that Mycroft's omniscience and worship of intellect and pragmatism over emotions and morality lead him to bad decisions and poor judgment. They also brought strong, smart and compelling women into Holmes' and Watson's lives.

So thank you for making my experience of the show as a whole infinitely more satisfying and profound than it would otherwise have been.
27th-Jan-2017 09:23 am (UTC)
Thank you so much for such a detailed explanation of why and how the transcripts are useful to you. It's comments like these that make all the work worthwhile!
23rd-Jan-2017 06:56 am (UTC) - the dancing men
Anonymous
To pick the details, the dancing men in the final montage are taken from the original Doyle short story and spell "AM HERE. ABE SLANEY". I don't know if you want to add that.
14th-Feb-2017 03:15 pm (UTC) - Re: the dancing men
Sorry it has taken me so long to double check this. I've now added a link to your comment in the transcript.
23rd-Jan-2017 07:00 am (UTC)
Anonymous
> walks across the floor, stepping over the ruined books and debris

One of the books seems to be called *The Eight* by Rathbone Neville, which seems to be another reference in a freeze-frame fashion.
23rd-Jan-2017 10:56 am (UTC)
First of all my heartfelt thanks to you and all your team for your heroic efforts in getting these to us so quickly. I shall, indeed, be returning over the weeks to come to see what additions amendments have been made - you're so wonderful to do this for us; I wish I could be there to give you all a *hug*.

As someone who is somewhat hard of hearing, I find hearing aids not much help with quiet or rushed dialogue on TV/DVD as they just make "everything" louder, including background music, so these transcripts are quite invaluable. I now have the whole 3 episodes printed out and shall read these avidly while watching/listening and pausing to make sure I've got it all . . . that might sound a bit mad, but it really did help with the other series! And sometimes even now, I go back to check things.

I also adore your comments/asides which really make watching and reading more enjoyable!

And finally for now . . ."and without fail I have watched at least fifteen minutes of the series every weekday since the day after that episode was shown, starting each day from where I left off the day before. Nothing about this latest series has changed my mind about that and I’ll continue watching all four seasons for the foreseeable future" - I thought that was only me! *giggle* I look on it as my "daily fix"!!

Thank you all, thank you so very, very much.
26th-Jan-2017 09:20 am (UTC)
When Verity Burns started trying to talk me into doing transcripts of Sherlock episodes after Season 1, I genuinely didn't believe that more than a dozen people would find them useful, and that those people would all be fic writers who needed an easy way to check quotes from the episodes. When I finally gave in to her pleas and did Season 2, it blew my mind how many people came to say thank you because they are hard of hearing, or whose first language isn't English and so they can't keep up with the fast dialogue. I even once heard from someone who's blind and has the transcripts converted into Braille.

It's such a joy to know that the transcripts aren't just a bit useful but, for many people, genuinely make the whole Sherlock experience better and easier for them. It makes all the lack of sleep, aching back, swollen ankles, huge electricity and gas bills, and everything else worthwhile.

I look on it as my "daily fix"!!
On Tuesday night I couldn't get home from work because of travel problems and had to stay in a hotel. By the time I got home last night I had gone 36 hours without seeing the show and was quite twitchy! Guess what the first thing I did was when I switched on the TV!

Thank you for all your lovely comments throughout this season. They're much appreciated.
23rd-Jan-2017 12:20 pm (UTC)
A HUGE thank you!
23rd-Jan-2017 10:53 pm (UTC)
Thank you, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for your incredible work with the three episodes. (More than 99,200 words!?!) Such a labour of love for the show and such a gift to the fandom. I feel like I don't "process" an episode until I read your transcript and rewatch the episode with it in mind, so I'm really grateful for what you do. I also like your final note very much. Sherlock is still Sherlock and I can't not love it. Thank you again, see you in two years for season 5! (What?)
26th-Jan-2017 02:37 pm (UTC)
see you in two years for season 5! (What?)

I can't express how (unbelievably) thankful I was when I received my most recent TV guide and Matt Roush indicated that there was still a possibility of another year of Sherlock. I mean, it didn't sound like he got that from the producers but just the thought that someone (other than myself) thought that it might happen made me ridiculously happy!!

I don't wish to think of myself as 'greedy'. More like 'hopeful a group of thespians at the level of the BBC troupe would get together one last time to give its humongous audience one more glimpse into the wonder that is Sherlockville.'

Or. You know. I AM a greedy bitch but if it gets me a fifth season of Sherlock, it's a part of my personality with which I can live. Six of one...
31st-Jan-2017 07:12 pm (UTC)
Sadly I haven't found the time to read all of your wonderful S4 transcripts, but I still want to thank you for writing them every time. They are such a useful and entertaining source for explanations to all kinds of questions.

While your transcripts are obviously helpful to figure out the exact dialogue, I am even more grateful for the additional analyses and background information. Sometimes the spoken words alone really aren't self-explanatory enough for poor non-natives. So, thank you for explaining references that would fly right over my head without your help.
1st-Feb-2017 09:13 am (UTC)
I'm sure I've said this elsewhere but perhaps it bears repeating: much as I know that this is a show about London and so must inevitably have very British references, sometimes I feel that Mofftiss forget that it's an international show, and they don't cater at all for the overseas viewers. This was particularly apparent in Empty Hearse and all its references to the 5th of November, "penny for the guy," and the guy on top of the bonfire (and the "John is quite a Guy!" text from Magnussen).

And right back in The Great Game I remember frowning and wondering if anyone outside the UK and of a certain age would understand Sherlock's "Dear Jim ..." references.

So yes, I'm very aware that it's helpful to provide information about stuff that only the Brits (and sometimes only us older Brits) will understand.

But even I didn't realise that I would need to explain John's reference to "a discreet Harvester" until one of my American betas asked if that was some British thing because she assumed that Sherlock and Irene don't go and sit on a tractor in the middle of a field!! I mean, surely there must be some better-known restaurant chain that could have been named for that line!
31st-Jan-2017 10:16 pm (UTC)
This is just a very, very recent observation having just re-watched TAB after the fourth season and it may very well have been remarked upon (except that I didn't read all the comments & I'm now placing this here, in case I say something someone shouldn't see after TAB but before Season 4) BUT did you also notice that everything from Sherlock seasons 1-3 PLUS elements from season 4 are included in this 90 minute masterpiece?

Obviously, I wouldn't notice season 4 stuff prior to its happening, but I don't believe I realized how much of every episode and every trope of Sherlock was included in this one story until just now. (Of course, I'll end up going back at some point and see that I wrote that in TAB -- I mean, I don't think I noticed it then, but I've been wrong in the past.) But, honestly, so much of the dialogue is repeated here, intentionally, pointing out different layers of the show, and to have included so much of what they intended to do later, without my noticing the foreshadowing until now, is just fantastic writing, if nothing else!!

Of course, similar to Sherlock & Mycroft's relationship, I spoke earlier to my eldest sister who mentioned detail upon detail that she noticed in episodes, remarking upon her greater skill at seeing them (it's really irritating; perhaps an eldest sibling trait?) and so now I'd be surprised if you, of course, did NOT see all of that detailed minutia in TAB (not bc of sibling rivalries but bc you wrote up every single transcript.)

I'm even that much more impressed with the show now, and I already believed it to be (as mentioned) far & away the best drama I've ever watched. [And, I guess, luckily for me, I was & remain completely clueless re a British murderer similar to Culverton Smith -- perhaps the coverage didn't reach the US or, at least, not in the main headlines?]

In any case, this actually gives me hope re another episode, if not an entire season, bc the one thing that was mentioned, but not followed thru upon, was the constant repetition of it 'never being twins' and that Moriarty's body was never found. I realize that this was Sherlock's mind palace, but I assume that that detail was correct, even if it wasn't mentioned in the regular seasons. Since Moriarty now has a brother (and not a 'secret one' wherein a plan was devised at conception -- one of the funnier moments of TAB) he can, actually, be a twin and Moriarty can be alive. I mentioned that before as well, but now I feel its more likely to have meaning, since this particular show stood for the entire Sherlock series on its own.
1st-Feb-2017 11:11 am (UTC)
Whatever else we may say about Mofftiss (and sadly there are many many things to say, a lot of them not very positive), they really do know their canon very well, both the Doyle canon and their own canon (much of which arises, of course, from the Doyle canon). And with Season 4 potentially being the last one, or there being a very long gap until Season 5 can be filmed, it didn't surprise me - and indeed it delighted me - that they incorporated so many references to previous (or future) moments both in TAB and in Season 4.

That's why I broke down in (delighted) tears when Greg did his "great man/good man" bit near the end of Final Problem because it linked in so beautifully with his line way back in ASIP: “Sherlock Holmes is a great man, and I think one day – if we’re very very lucky – he might even be a good one.”

Although Victorian Holmes says that Moriarty's body was never found, they didn't say anything about modern-day Jim's body after he shot himself on the roof of Bart's; but I assume that Sherlock's conviction at the end of TAB that Jim is definitely dead suggests to me that his body was found on the roof after Sherlock jumped, and that it was confirmed to be (a) definitely Jim and (b) definitely dead. I'm starting to believe that - unless they're holding it for a potential future season - the constant references to "It's never twins" may have been another of the writers' classic Scarlet Rollmops (red herrings) to make the fans convinced that someone's twin would eventually turn up. I know that when I first saw the reveal of Victor being the real Redbeard, I overlooked his red hair and initially assumed that he was Sherlock's twin brother.

Oh, and the celebrity who was far too similar to Culverton Smith was a very British celeb and was little known outside the UK. I deliberately choose not to mention his name because he was scum and is simply not worthy of mention but, if you're desperate to know more, go look at the first footnote at the end of my transcript of The Great Game.
1st-Feb-2017 03:50 am (UTC) - Thank you so much!
I was trying to find some reference to what was said at the end of the hospital scene in S4 ep 2. Apparently our local PBS station decided that "tits" and "cock" were too racy for our delicate ears and those words were silenced, despite their non-sexual connotations in the scene.

Luckily I found your transcriptions as we began Ep. 3 as we had some weather in our area while it was being recorded and several scenes had dialogue muted out for tornado warnings (nowhere near us) and a part of the recording was completely lost. Your transcript saved the day!

You and your team do great work - I'm going to have to go back and read all the transcripts from the beginning to fully appreciate the episodes. Thank you so much!
1st-Feb-2017 09:02 am (UTC) - Re: Thank you so much!
*giggles* One of my beta team got very stroppy with PBS every time she saw the mildly rude words in my drafts which had been silenced by PBS. Apparently they also slimmed down the rude words that Sherlock 'wrote' on the street map in Lying Detective to make it look like he had written 'ckoff' in the desperate hope that nobody would realise what he really meant!

There are many different reasons why I write transcripts of this show. I never anticipated that I would also be providing useful full versions for people who have prudish TV stations!
3rd-Feb-2017 07:50 pm (UTC) - Thank you
Anonymous
I love you for doing these transcripts. As a non-native English speaker, I, too, have troubles following the rapid-fire dialogues. Sometimes I don't get a scene because I missed something or in total the episode has my head in spaghettis...
Your transcripts are wonderful. I know, I'm not the first to tell you, but they help me a lot and really enhance Sherlock for me. After I watch an episode for the first time, I am generally unable to do or think anything else for the rest of the day, so instead I read your transcript and 'digest' whatever Moftiss cared to throw at us.
It's kind of sad, you making the big 'Thank-you'-speech at the end of the transcript, lots of people writing their own 'Thank-you's, as if it really was over now. The end of TFP seems to suggest it, though. No cliffhanger, no open cases, Mary's speech, the old Baker Street team back together, solving cases... We have arrived at a kind of full circle. No loose threads dangling anywhere. Sadly. I used to hate Moftiss for their cliffhangers, but now I actually wish there were one.

When I started watching, I expected lots of interesting case-solving like the first season, but I feel I absolutely didn't get what I bargained for. The show grew darker with each season, the last episode being the pitch-black culmination of darkness. It wasn't about solving crimes any more. Seasons 3 and 4 were solely about Sherlock and John, their lives and personalities. Some small part of my subconsciousness is still complaining about that, but I love the show nonetheless. It's one of those that make me giggle in squirm in front of the screen, one that makes me smile when I think of it.

What I love about this last episode is how Mycroft behaves. He is out of his comfort zone, out of control, forced to deal in emotions and I just love how he acts. Contrarily to others, I think it's completely in character. Mycroft Holmes is and always has been the smartest person in a very large vicinity and he always knew what to do. Well, not always, but when he didn't, it wasn't personnally concerning him and thus simpler to deal with. He could always keep a certain distance to things, hiding behind a glass wall of arrogance. But this is different. He is locked in a room with his psychotic little sister in control. He is not the smartest anymore. Above all, these are personal matters. His little brother, whom he has always sought to protect, is being emotionally tortured, by his sister. His arrogance wouldn't help him at all, it doesn't work anymore. He's stripped of his protective castle walls.
I simply love seeing Mycroft like this, even if that may be a bit sadistic. Sherlock on the other hand is better with this. It's not the first time he's in an emotionnally stressing situation, in the middle of the action. So he keeps better together, most of the time.
I think this episode is my favourite of seasons 3&4... I thank you again for the wonderful transcript and hope you will continue to enjoy Sherlock fir a long time.
10th-Feb-2017 04:07 pm (UTC) - Re: Thank you
I too am hopeful that there may be another season, or even a one-off Special, in the future, and I only called it the "Final" transcriber's note as a joke on the episode title!

I'm glad you find the transcripts helpful.
6th-Feb-2017 10:20 pm (UTC) - TabbyCallie
Anonymous
Here, I took a good screenshot of all the lyrics:

https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-_nG9Omtx4SN2ZraExEcjV6bWM/view?usp=sharing

Just if you want to double check Tumblr's writemeastoryofsolitude's copying.

I feel really bad for Mycroft! Sure he made a questionable decision, but I still feel bad for him. I love your transcripts they have helped me a LOT with debating my friends about who said what when! <3
6th-Feb-2017 10:35 pm (UTC) - Picture of Eurus's song's lyrics.
Anonymous
Here, I took a good screenshot of all the lyrics:

LINK (it's on google drive) (https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-_nG9Omtx4SN2ZraExEcjV6bWM/view?usp=sharing)

(Just if you want to double check Tumblr's writemeastoryofsolitude's (http://writemeastoryofsolitude.tumblr.com/post/156015206556/lost-without-your-love) copying.)

You know, there are a few words that are highlighted but haven't been numbered by the tombstones.
TOMBSTONES 134 1719 28 9 1520 1818 24 26 1617 1822 32
NUMBERS 1 3 4 17 19 28 9 1520 18 18 24 26 28 1 2 3 8 16 17 18 22 32
TEXT I am lost, Help me brother, Save my life Before my doom I am Lost without your love, save my soul seek my room


An unrelated note: I feel really bad for Mycroft! Sure he made a questionable decision, but I still feel bad for him. I love your transcripts they have helped me a LOT with debating my friends about who said what when! <3
10th-Feb-2017 04:04 pm (UTC) - Re: Picture of Eurus's song's lyrics.
Thanks for this, although I already linked to that Tumblr site in the transcript itself.

Sorry it took a few days to unscreen your comments. Livejournal automatically screens anything posted by someone not registered, but stupidly doesn't advise me when someone has been screened who posted links to other websites, so I only spotted these today when I happened to be on the page.
8th-Feb-2017 06:28 pm (UTC) - Thanks
Anonymous
I just wanted to add my thanks. I have read all of your transcripts and can't believe the incredible amount of work that has gone into them. Having watched the episodes multiple times, I am so impressed with the detail and accuracy. Many thanks to you and your team!
8th-Feb-2017 07:17 pm (UTC) - RE: Thanks
Thank you for your kind message!
11th-Feb-2017 05:22 am (UTC)
Thank you once again for this incredible effort.

I just have to quote the entirety of this paragraph:

But I believe in Sherlock. I’ve loved this series since the day that A Study in Pink aired, and without fail I have watched at least fifteen minutes of the series every weekday since the day after that episode was shown, starting each day from where I left off the day before. Nothing about this latest series has changed my mind about that and I’ll continue watching all four seasons for the foreseeable future. In my opinion – and YMMV – it’s the best British drama series that’s ever been made, and I’m so grateful to everyone who was involved with the making of it. I’m also eternally grateful to this wonderful show for bringing me lifelong friends who I would never have met any other way, one of whom I’ll hopefully be seeing next weekend.

I feel very much the same way, and it brought tears to my eyes to see someone else express these sentiments!
12th-Feb-2017 03:09 pm (UTC)
Aww, bless you. That was very much written from the heart. I'm sad that so many people disliked - or totally despised - this latest season, and even though I still can't actively voice my feelings about it, it hasn't ruined the whole thing for me.
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