Why don't you talk to Sherlock, if you're so concerned about him?
Oh, God, don't tell me.
Too much history between us, John.
Old scores, resentments.
Nicked all his Smurfs? Broke his Action Man?
We both know what's coming, John.
Moriarty is obsessed,
he's sworn to destroy his only rival.
So you want me to watch out for your brother
because he won't accept your help?
If it's not too much trouble?
Excuse me. Sorry.
夏洛克 奇怪... 这是干什么?
Sherlock, something weird...
What's going on? Kidnapping. Rufus Bruhl.
The ambassador to the US.
He's in Washington, isn't he?
Not him, his children.
Max and Claudette, age seven and nine.
They're at St Aldates. Posh boarding place in Surrey.
School broke up, the boarders went home.
A few kids remained, including those two.
The kids have vanished.
The ambassador's asked for you personally.
The Reichenbach hero.
Isn't it great to be working with a celebrity?
We shouldn't need to keep you for much longer.
It's all right.
Miss Mackenzie, House Mistress. Go easy.
Miss Mackenzie, you're in charge of pupil welfare,
yet you left this place wide open last night.
你是笨 是喝醉了 还是同谋?
What are you, an idiot, a drunk or a criminal?!
Quickly, tell me!
All the doors and windows were properly bolted.
No-one, not even me, went into their room last night.
You have to believe me!
I do, I just wanted you to speak quickly.
Miss Mackenzie will need to breath into a bag now.
Six grand a term, you'd expect them to keep the kids safe for you.
You said the other kids had all left on their holidays.
They were the only two sleeping on this floor.
There's absolutely no sign of a break-in.
The intruder must have been hidden inside some place.
Show me where the brother slept.
The boy sleeps there every night.
Gazing at the only light source outside in the corridor.
He'd recognise every shape, every outline,
the silhouette of everyone who came to the door.
So if someone approaches the door who he doesn't recognise,
an intruder, maybe he can even see the outline of a weapon.
What would he do?
In the precious few seconds before they came into the room,
how would he use them if not to cry out?
This little boy, this particular little boy,
who reads all of those spy books, what would he do?
He'd leave a sign?