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And just as we molded them...

in the clothes Sherlock himself grew up in.

Looking for you.

Thank you. That was, uh...

And laurustinus, and Queen Anne's lace.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(ENOLA WHIMPERS)

- (CHUCKLES) - ENOLA: No.

The game is afoot.

- TEWKESBURY: Where are we going? - ENOLA: I don't know yet. Let me think.

- You could change your mind about a boy. - I'm not a boy.

(HORSES NEIGHING)

Perhaps she needed the money.

You could acquire a governess.

(SHUDDERING BREATHS)

Because otherwise you think I will affect your standing.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

TEWKESBURY: Aah! (GRUNTS)

- Darling, perhaps we should just... - Quiet, Mother.

you have to do it yourself.

We can both hurt each other.

I'm waiting for her to leave me a message.

ENOLA: See that window over there?

LESTRADE: Oh, you wish to track her down.

but you give me greater pleasure.

there's... there's always room for you with us.

She never truly cared for anything except her own...

It is my money, after all.

- (WOMAN THUDS AND GRUNTS) - Uh...

Asked me to meet you here?

that is willing to take Enola on

and I'm investigating your son's disappearance.

{\an8}And you're a cleverer boy than I perhaps gave you credit for.

(VOICES CONTINUE YELLING AND ARGUING)

- Which you reluctantly took. - ...and found somewhere new.

He jumped from the train...

- EUDORIA: Are we all agreed? Yes? - WOMEN: Yes.

Here you have it.

Hated it, but there's rarely a case

Now, please put the teapot down. In your hands, it is a mighty weapon.

Your father would be very proud of you.

MAN: Out of the sodding way, boy!

where someone's handwriting doesn't tell me something I need to know.

This is a surprisingly nice room.

(FLOOR CREAKING)

I will ask you this only once. Where is the marquess?

You haven't given our name in the search for her.

- (LESTRADE GRUNTS) Come back here! - Who's he?

May have overthought my outfit.

- WOMAN: Thank you. - ENOLA: Yes.

ENOLA: Limehouse Lane.

Then, thank you, Enola Holmes, for helping me here.

(SOFTLY) Mycroft was right.

Well, we're not even sure the darling boy's on the train.

But my family were set on me joining the army

You want a culprit, find the motive.

ENOLA: Mother believed privacy was the highest virtue,

...and for Enola, a music teacher,

You recognize me?

(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)

EUDORIA: Paint your own picture, Enola.

(TEWKESBURY YELLS)

I keep the newspapers to check.

I believe I can help you.

People are always anxious to avoid conversations about death.

Oh, Miss Harrison, I'm so grateful for your kindness.

(TEWKESBURY GRUNTS)

at some point during the night.

I wanted to miss you,

(LESTRADE GRUNTING)

(SHERLOCK) Lestrade?

Where's my mother?

hurts considerably more than you might think.

(EUDORIA LAUGHS)

(LINTHORN GRUNTS)

People might be watching.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SHERLOCK) You know, last I remember, you were quite a timid little thing.

Bit of a to-do. Bribed a porter to put me in this and get me on board.

I'll be looking out for them.

- Sherry, please. - ATTENDANT: Certainly, sir.

- And the bombs? - I did.

It's quite the style, you know.

a tree branch broke above me while I was collecting wild mushrooms.

- TEWKESBURY: Quiet! - (GRUNTS)

And yet you walk away anyway.

The way a person stands may disguise who they are.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

- Who taught you about flowers and herbs? - My father.

That reemerging little toadstool, the Marquess of Tewkesbury,

and there's no better disguise than fear.

- One, one, one. - (SIGHS)

which forms into...

I'll murder you myself.