Look!! I am! I'm coming; all right?! Just have a lie down. You're already at a hospital, apparently, doubt you can get much worse!

[John is still holding back in the incredulous urge to ask HOW?! God; did Sherlock get bored and throw himself out a window?! John must have been having some hell of a dream to sleep through that! The doctor rifles through another mess before throwing his hands up in exasperation.]

I swear, it's like the whole flat's been done over.