Watson walks across the room and sits on the couch next to him. She reaches out and puts her hand on his arm. Holmes says, " I'm gonna miss this. Maybe not this so much. But this. Working with you. I think what you do is amazing." Awwww. Holmes doesn't give out a lot of compliments. Now that he's done repeating her speech, he says, "I'm sorry our last days together had to go so poorly." He gets up and leaves. Watson grabs her phone. "Hi, this is Joan Watson calling from New York. Is Mr. Holmes available. Okay... can you just tell him... I'm worried about his son and I'd like to stay on a bit longer."

Brownstone. Watson drinks something from a mug and checks her phone. "M. Holmes" does not wish to extend her services.

At this point, I think the most dramatically satisfying thing is for Watson to decide that she wants to be an investigator. But instead, she tells Holmes that she called his father and he agreed to keep her on. I'd be happier if she made a clear decision instead of hiding behind the "Sober Investigator" facade, you know? Plus, she's now unemployed and living there under false pretenses.

Holmes removes the pictures and clippings from the wall over the fireplace. He takes a pen. Now there's just an index card that says "Moriarty." He sits and watches it. It doesn't do anything.

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