Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Does it? - Yeah.
I thought I'd make your favourite.
...pick something.
Mmm, no, it doesn't.
- Why don't we go with socks? - Yeah.
So please, before she comes back...
You've volunteered to be a shoulder to cry on
Gentleman here to see you.
And then you just let your old friends slip away.
You know how most days aren't good days?
Dark hair. Long.
- (CLEARING THROAT) - Mmm.
This is hard. Really hard. Hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.
both advertised for their strength.
How did you meet?
John, John, wake up.
Not as tall as people think.
Oh, by the way, Sherlock.
Why would he be scared that we're getting married?
- Name? - Told you.
- The best man? - What do you think?
and it's physically painful watching you think.
So sad.
Indeed, any reputation I have for mental acuity and sharpness
Ladies and gentlemen, there will now be a short interlude.
Only one way in or out of here.
Just if you were looking for baby names.
You probably ought to arrest him or something.
Oh, no.
Two, er, beers, please.
Why?
or you've been working out again. Favour the latter.
This is a famous detective.
I am a ridiculous man.
suggesting you have her on text alert.
Ah, yes. Yes! Very good!
Someone private, perhaps,
Oh, hello, dear.
Hello?
- Hey, hmm? - Yep.
Hmm. Nice?
I was going to see Sherlock and I thought you were...
He's clueing for looks.
(GIGGLING)
Address?
Uh...
(MRS. HUDSON LAUGHING)
You know we don't have a king.
(LAUGHING)
sort of chat room thing,
Well, how was that?
cartel.
So...
Whoo! Yeah!
(CLEARING THROAT)
I have a gun in my hand and a lifetime of unfortunate reflexes.
Sorry, that was one more deduction than I was really expecting.
- Which you don't. - Which I don't.
Sergeant, arrest this man.
making sure of every last detail.
He seemed nice, you know?
- No7. - Maybelline.
She was probably right, really.
Mrs. Hudson will play hell.
Please. (CLEARING THROAT)
There you go.
(SHUTTER CLICKING)
Yeah, well it was laughter.
Sorry, you'll be fine. I'm cool with this.
Such interesting conversation, it was lovely.
The press and the families gave him hell.
We would never do that to John Watson.
Well, they're not actually telegrams.
It's Sherlock Holmes and his partner, John Hamish Watson.
- And when you took it off... - Delayed action stabbing.
Delightful.
Ladies and gentlemen, I invite you to consider this.
(SHERLOCK MUMBLES)
Please, this is no time for games. Just let us in, you're in danger!
- How long? - Sorry?
SHOLTO: You're the famous Mr. Holmes. Solve the case, on you go.
Who exactly would you pick?
If I burden myself with a little helpmate during my adventures,
- Brilliant. - Really?
The two reasons why every single one of us is...
It's not what's in the photographs, it's what's not in them.
Oh, not just planned, planned and rehearsed.
Couldn't tell.
And he's not my best friend.
It's Greg.
High turnover for additional security.
John Watson, you keep me right.
Oh!
He was decorated, wasn't he?
I expressed to him that I was both flattered and surprised.
Another hour.
Didn't go to any trouble, did you?
WAKEY WAKEY OH MY GOD
which I don't
she has completely turned my life around.
Unless...
(MOBILE RINGING)
- I'll let you in on something, Janine. - Go on, then.