神探夏洛克剧本S1E1.docx

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神探夏洛克剧本S1E1

Therapist:

How'syourbloggoing?

Dr.JohnH.Watson（MartinFreeman）:

good.Verygood.

Therapist:

Youhaven'twrittenaword,haveyou?

Watson:

Youjustwrote"Stillhastrustissues".

Therapist:

Andyoureadmywritingupsidedown.YouseewhatImean?

John,you'reasoldier.It'sgonnatakeyouawhiletoadjusttocivilianlife.Andwritingablogabouteverythingthathappenstoyouwillhonestlyhelpyou.

Watson:

Nothinghappenstome.

Atthepressconference

SgtSallyDonovan:

ThebodyofBethDavenport,JuniorMinisterforTransport,wasfoundlatelastnightinabuildingsiteinGreaterLondon.Preliminaryinvestigationsuggeststhatthiswassuicide.WecanconfirmthatthisapparentsuicidecloselyresemblesthoseofSirJeffreyPattersonandJamesFillmore.Inthelightofthistheseincidentsarenowbeingtreatedaslinked.TheinvestigationisongoingbutDetectiveInspectorLestradewilltakequestionsnow.

Reporter1:

DetectiveInspector,howcansuicidesbelinked?

DetectiveInspectorLestrade（RupertGraves）:

Welltheyalltookthesamepoison.Theywereallfoundinplacestheyhadnoreasontobe.Noneofthemhadshownanypriorindications—

Reporter1:

Butyoucan'thaveserialsuicides.

DILestrade:

Wellapparentlyyoucan.

Reporter2:

Thesethreepeople,there'snothingthatlinksthem?

DILestrade:

There'snolinkfoundyet.Butwe'relookingforit—therehastobeone.Everyone'scellphonesgooff

SgtSallyDonovan:

Ifyou'veallgottexts,pleaseignorethem.

Reporter1:

Itjustsays"Wrong!

"

SgtSallyDonovan:

well,justignorethat.IftherearenomorequestionsforDetectiveInspectorLestradeI'mgoingtobringthissessiontoanend.

Reporter2:

Ifthey'resuicideswhatareyouinvestigating?

DILestrade:

AsIsaidthesesuicidesareclearlylinked,um,butit'sanunusualsituation.We'vegotourbestpeopleinvestigating—{cellphonesgooffagain}

Reporter1:

Itsays"wrong"again.

SgtSallyDonovan:

Onemorequestion.

Reporter3:

Isthereanychancethatthesearemurdersandiftheyareisthistheworkofaserialkiller?

DILestrade:

Iknowthatyou'dlikewritingaboutthisbutthesedoappeartobesuicides.Weknowthedifference.Thepoisonwasclearlyself-administered.

Reporter1:

Yesbutiftheyaremurdershowdopeoplekeepthemselvessafe?

DILestrade:

Welldon'tcommitsuicide.

SgtSallyDonovanquietly:

DailyMail.

DILestrade:

Obviouslythisisafrighteningtimeforpeoplebutallanyonehastodoisexercisereasonableprecautions.Weareallassafeaswewanttobe.（Textsagain.AndforDILestrade:

Youknowwheretofindme.SH）.Thankyou.

Donovanaboutthetexts:

You'vegottostophimdoingthat.He'smakinguslooklikeidiots.

Lestrade:

IfyoucantellmehowhedoesitI'llstophim.

MikeStamford:

Iheardyouwereabroadsomewheregettingshotat.Whathappened?

Watson:

Gotshot.

Watson:

AreyoustillatBart'sthen?

Stamford:

Teachingnow,yeah.Brightyoungthingslikeweusedtobe.GodIhatethem.Whataboutyou,juststayingintownwhileyougetyourselfsorted?

Watson:

Ican'taffordLondononanarmypension.

Stamford:

Ah,youcouldn'tbeartobeanywhereelse.That'snottheJohnWatsonIknow.

Watson:

I'mnotthatJohnWatson.

Stamford:

Couldn'tHarryhelp?

Watson:

likethat'sgonnahappen.

Stamford:

Idon'tknow.Youcouldgetaflatshareorsomething.

Watson:

C'mon.Who'dwantmeforaflatmate.Stamfordlooksathimoddly.What?

Stamford:

Wellyou'rethesecondpersontosaythattometoday.

Watson:

Who'sthefirst?

MollyHooper:

Listen,Iwaswondering...maybelater,whenyou'refinished—

SherlockHolmes（BenedictCumberbatch）:

You'rewearinglipstick.Youweren'twearinglipstickbefore.

MollyHooper:

Iuh,Irefresheditabit.

Sherlock:

Sorry,youweresaying?

MollyHooper:

Iwaswonderingifyou'dliketohavecoffee.

Sherlock:

Black.Twosugarsplease.I'llbeupstairs.heexits

MollyHoopertoherself:

Okay.

Holmes:

AfghanistanorIraq?

Watson:

Sorry?

SherlockHolmes:

Whichwasit,AfghanistanorIraq?

Watson:

Afghanistan.Sorry,howdidyou—

SherlockHolmes:

Ah,Molly!

Coffee.Thankyou.Whathappenedtothelipstick?

Molly:

Itwasn'tworkingforme.

SherlockHolmes:

Really?

Ithoughtitwasabigimprovement.Yourmouth'stoosmallnow.

Mollytoherself:

Okay.

Sherlock:

Howdoyoufeelabouttheviolin?

Watson:

I'msorry,what?

Sherlock:

IplaytheviolinwhenI'mthinking.SometimesIdon'ttalkfordaysonend.wouldthatbotheryou?

Potentialflatmatesshouldknowtheworstabouteachother.

Watson:

Areyou—?

Youtoldhimaboutme?

Stamford:

Notaword.

Watson:

Thenwhosaidanythingaboutflatmates?

Sherlock:

Idid.ToldMikethismorningthatImustbeadifficultmantofindaflatmatefor.Nowhereheis,justouttolunchwithanoldfriend.ClearlyjusthomefrommilitaryinAfghanistan.Wasn'tadifficultleap.

Watson:

HowdidyouknowaboutAfghanistan?

Sherlock:

I'vegotmyeyeonanicelittleplaceinCentralLondon.Togetherweoughttobeabletoaffordit.Wemeettheretomorrowevening,seveno'clock.Sorry,gottodash.IthinkIleftmyridingcropinthemortuary.

Watson:

Isthatit?

Sherlock:

Isthatwhat?

Watson:

We'veonlyjustmetandwe'regoingtogolookataflat.

Sherlock:

Problem?

Watson:

Wedon'tknowathingabouteachother.Idon'tknowwherewe'remeeting.Idon'tevenknowyourname.

Sherlock:

Iknowyou'reanarmydoctorandyou'vebeeninvalidedhomefromAfghanistan.Iknowyou'vegotabrotherwho'sworriedaboutyou,butyouwon'tgotohimforhelpbecauseyoudon'tapproveofhim—possiblybecausehe'sanalcoholic,morelikelybecauseherecentlywalkedoutonhiswife.AndIknowthatyourtherapistthinksyourlimp'spsychosomatic,quitecorrectlyI'mafraid.That'senoughtobegoingonwith,don'tyouthink?

{heexitsandpopsbackin.}Thename'sSherlockHolmesandtheaddressis221bBakerStreet.Afternoon.

Stamford:

.He'salwayslikethat.

Watson:

Wellthisisaprimespot.Mustbeexpensive.

Sherlock:

Mrs.Hudsonthelandladyisgivingmeaspecialdeal.Sheowesmeafavor.AfewyearsbackherhusbandgothimselfsentencedtodeathinFlorida.Iwasabletohelpherout.

Watson:

Soyoustoppedherhusbandfrombeingexecuted?

Sherlock:

Ohno.Iensuredit.

Watson:

That'saskull.

Sherlock:

Friendofmine.

Mrs.Hudson:

Whatd'youthinkthen,Dr.Watson?

There'sanotherbedroomupstairsifyou'llbeneedingtwobedrooms.

Watson:

Ofcoursewe'llbeneedingtwo.

Mrs.Hudson:

Ohdon'tworry,there'sallsortsaroundhere.Mrs.Turnernextdoor'sgotmarriedones.

Sherlock:

Brilliant!

Yes!

Fourserialsuicidesandnowanote.Oh,it'sChristmas.

Sherlock:

You'readoctor.Infactyou'reanarmydoctor.

Watson:

Yes.

Sherlock:

Anygood?

Watson:

Verygood.

Sherlock:

Seenalotofinjuriesthen.Violentdeaths.

Watson:

Well.Yes.

Sherlock:

BitoftroubletooIbet.

Watson:

Ofcourse.Yes.Enoughforalifetime.Fartoomuch.

Sherlock:

Wannaseesomemore?

Watson:

Ohgodyes.

Sherlock:

Possiblesuicides.Fourofthem.There'snopointsittingathomewhenthere'sfinallysomethingfungoingon!

Mrs.Hudson:

Lookatyou,allhappy.It'snotdecent.

Sherlock:

Whocaresaboutdecent.Thegame,Mrs.Hudson,ison!

Watson:

Whoareyou?

Whatdoyoudo?

Sherlock:

Whatdoyouthink?

Watson:

I'dsayprivatedetective...

Sherlock:

But?

Watson:

Butthepolicedon'tgotoprivatedetectives.

Sherlock:

I'maconsultingdetective.Onlyoneintheworld.Iinventedthejob.

Watson:

Whatdoesthatmean?

Sherlock:

Itmeanswhenthepoliceareoutoftheirdepth,whichisalways,theyconsultme.

Watson:

Thepolicedon'tconsultamateurs.

Watson:

YousaidI'vegotatherapist.

Sherlock:

You'vegotapsychosomaticlimp.Ofcourseyou'vegotatherapist.

WatsonaboutSherlock'sdeductions:

That.Wasamazing.

Sherlock:

Youthinkso?

Watson:

Ofcourseitwas.Extraordinary.Itwasquiteextraordinary.

Sherlock:

That'snotwhatpeoplenormallysay.

Watson:

Whatdopeoplenormallysay?

Sherlock:

"Pissoff".

Sherlock:

DidIgetanythingwrong?

Watson:

Harryandmedon'tgeton.Neverhave.ClaraandHarrysplitupthreemonthsago,andthey'regettingadivorce.AndHarryisadrinker.

Holmesquitepleasedwithhimself:

Spotonthen.Ididn'texpecttoberightabouteverything.

Watson:

"Harry"isshortforHarriet.

Sherlock:

Isyourwifeawayforlong?

Anderson:

Ohdon'tpretendyouworkedthatout.Somebodytoldyouthat.

Sherlock:

Yourdeodoranttoldmethat.

Anderson:

Mydeodorant.

Sherlock:

It'sformen.

Anderson:

Wellofcourseit'sformen.I'mwearingit.

Sherlock:

So'sSergeantDonovan.{AndersonturnstolookatSally}Oof.Ithinkitjustvaporized.

Sherlock:

Shutup.

Lestrade:

Ididn'tsayanything.

Sherlock:

Youwerethinking.It'sannoying.

Lestrade:

I'mbreakingeveryrulelettingyouinhere.

Sherlock:

Yes.Becauseyouneedme.

Lestrade:

YesIdo.Godhelpme.

Watson:

WhatamIdoinghere?

Sherlock:

Helpingmemakeapoint.

Watson:

I'msupposedtobehelpingyoupaytherent.

Sherlock:

wellthisismorefun.

Watson:

Fun?

There'sawomanlyingdead.

Sherlock:

PerfectlysoundanalysisbutIwashopingyou'dgodeeper.

Watson:

That'sfantastic!

Sherlock:

Doyouknowyoudothatoutloud?

Watson:

Sorry,I'llshutup.

Sherlock:

Noit's...fine.

Sherlock:

We'vegotourselvesaserialkiller.Lovethose—there'salwayssomethingtolookforwardto.

Lestrade:

Whyareyousayingthat?

Sherlock:

Hercase.C'mon!

Whereishercase,didsheeatit?

Someoneelsewashereandtheytookhercase.

Donovan:

You'renothisfriend.Hedoesn'thavefriends.Sowhoareyou?

Watson:

I'm...I'mnobody.I'vejustmethim.

Donovan:

Okay,bitofadvicethen.Stayawayfromthatguy.

Watson:

Why?

Donovan:

Youknowwhyhe'shere?

He'snotpaidor