[Sherlock goes to the pool where Carl Powers died, and holds up the memory stick.]
Brought you a little getting to know you present. Oh, that's what it's all been for isn't it? All your little puzzles, making me dance... all to distract me from this.
[John steps out from the shadows]
[being dictated by the bomber] Evening. This is a turn up, isn't it, Sherlock?
John... What the hell-
Bet you never saw this coming. [John opens his coat and reveals his explosive vest] What would you like me to make him say next? Gottle o' geer, gottle o' geer, gottle o-
Nice touch, this the pool... where little Carl died. I stopped him and I can stop John Watson too. Stop his heart.
Who are you?
[Enters through a side door] I gave you my number. I thought you might call. Is that a British Army Browning L9A1 in your pocket, or are you just pleased to see me?
[Draws the gun, points it at Moriarty] Both.
Jim Moriarty... Hi. Jim? Jim from the hospital? Oh, did I really make such a fleeting impression? But then I suppose that was rather the point.
[Sherlock looks at the red laser pointing at John]
Don't be silly, someone else is holding the rifle. I don't like getting my hands dirty. I've given you a glimpse, Sherlock, just a teensy glimpse of what I've got going on out there in the big bad world. I'm a specialist, you see... like you!
"Dear Jim, please will you fix it for me to get rid of my lover's nasty sister?" "Dear Jim, please will you fix it for me to disappear to South America?"
Consulting criminal. Brilliant.
Isn't it? No one ever gets to me... and no one ever will.
You've come the closest. Now you're in my way.
Didn't mean it as a compliment.
Yes you did.
[shrugs] Yeah okay, I did. But the flirting's over now, Sherlock; Daddy's had enough now! I've shown you what I can do, I cut loose all those people. All those little problems, even thirty million quid just to get you to come out and play. So take this as a friendly warning, my dear: back off. Although I have loved this, this little game of ours, playing Jim from IT, playing gay. Did you like the little touch with the underwear?
People have died.
That's what people DO!
I will stop you.
No you won't.
[To John] You all right?
[To John] You can talk, Johnny-boy. Go ahead.
[John nods his head. Sherlock holds out the memory stick to Jim]
Ah, that. The missile plans. Boring. I could have got them anywhere.
[Throws it into the swimming pool. John grabs Moriarty]
[laughs] Good! Very Good.
Your sniper pulls that trigger, Mr. Moriarty, then we both go up.
[To Sherlock] Mm, he's sweet. I can see why you like having him around. But then, people get so sentimental about their pets. They're so touchingly loyal. Oops! You've rather shown your hand there, Dr Watson.
[The sniper changes his aim to Sherlock instead. John lets Moriarty go. Moriarty pats his suit down.]
Westwood. Do you know what happens if you don't leave me alone, Sherlock, to you?
[Dryly] Oh, let me guess, I get killed.
Kill you? Um, no. Don't be obvious. I mean, I'm gonna kill you anyway, someday. I don't want to rush it, though. I'm saving it up for something special. No no no no no, if you don't stop prying... I'll burn you. I will burn... the heart out of you.
I have been reliably informed that I don't have one.
But we both know that's not quite true. Well, I better be off. So nice to have had a proper chat.
What if I was to shoot you now? Right now?
Well, then you could cherish the look of surprise on my face. Because I'd be surprised, Sherlock, really I would, and just a little bit... disappointed. And of course, you wouldn't be able to cherish it for very long. Ciao, Sherlock Holmes.
Catch... you... later.
[High pitched, sing-song voice] No, you won't!
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