Sherlock: stop you are surrounded by the police will not be able to escape, while John was pointing his gun to Ivy.

Ivy: you will not dare to shoot an innocent Dr. Watson I have not committed any crime yet …

Sherlock: and the deaths of Mr. Frick and your uncle Richard Moriarty

Ivy: was Moran not me.

[Pulling to the floor a really bad injured Carnegie]

Ivy: now! Sign transfer of the factory to my associates or die the choice is yours, don't you understand? Are you really that idiot? My sister died because of you and I'll take what's yours as took what was mine.

John: you Ivy going to dedicate yourself to a life of crime and death as your father?

Ivy: to be always persecuted by you and Mr. Holmes, mmm ...? I don't think so Dr. Watson

Sherlock: let go this now we will forget this whole thing and you can restart again do you agree with me Mr. Carnegie.

Carnegie: you're too young for a life like this Ivy

Ivy: shut up ! Andrew you´re so ordinary! Just shut up.

Ivy : well is not so simple this little gift that Moran left me, will allow me to kill you once and for all .This small device will blow with this factory in less than 10 minutes ; now there's 26 letters and only one combination of letters.

Sherlock: [approaching to Ivy] no, very close but no.

Sherlock: enjoying the thrill of the chase is fine, and creating the distraction of the game I sympathize entirely, but ... sentiment is a chemical defect found in the losing side.
Ivy: Sentiment? What are you talking about?
Sherlock: You.
Ivy: You don't think I was interested in Carnegie? Why? Because he is Andrew Carnegie one of men who built America? Oh please !.
Sherlock: No... Because I took your pulse: elevated; your pupils: dilated. The chemistry actually is simple and very destructive. But this...
Sherlock: [taking the device from Ivy's hands] ... this is far more intimate. This is your heart, and you should never let it rule your head. You could have chosen any word and walked out of here today with everything you have worked for, but you just couldn't resist it, could you?.

Sherlock: human error, Ivy you should never choose that word.
Ivy: I was just playing the game.
Sherlock Holmes: I know. And this is just losing.

Ivy: You won Mr. Holmes; so I will taking him with me [grabbing a piece of glass of the ground and stabbing the piece of glass on Carnegie´s the neck]

John; shooting straight to her head [Ivy falls dead]

Sherlock: John can we save him?

John: taking Carnegie´s vital sings ...I'm afraid not he lost too much blood.

[The police enter to scene] finding the dead bodies of Ivy and Andrew

Police officer: what happen here?

Sherlock: Just an absurd revenge … the final chapter of a story that should not end this way ; and the questions remains what drove Ivy to this ? What did Mr. Carnegie to deserve this awful death?

John: [looking around the warehouse ] Sherlock …! Look! Grabbing a notebook from the floor, could be?

Sherlock: Yes, Ivy's diary

"if this diary is found means that I´m dead , please read it and tell my history to everyone who wants to hear about the most horrible betrayal ever " –Ivy Moriarty