Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She got in touch, she informed us that the photographs existed,
So the car's about to backfire
JOHN: Sherlock...
Once, a few months ago.
it'll do nothing to impede the flight of a bullet.
I said drop it!
Well?
- What? - The hiker's going to die.
The ashtray.
- Your employer? - Particularly enjoyed the one
MYCROFT: Then you should be paying more attention.
Heaviest oil deposit is always on the first key used,
Hello.
You think I'm a vicar with a bleeding face?
Oh, a few broken ribs, fractured skull, suspected punctured lung.
A power play with the most powerful family in Britain.
Not to date anyone with a navy.
and I will use it.
- Go and see. - Sherlock!
MRS HUDSON: Sherlock?
I love this, this little game of ours.
- Who the hell are you? - Sorry, Mr. Holmes...
What did she say?
Hmm.
SHERLOCK: So,
I am sorry. Forgive me.
Smoking indoors, isn't there one of those...
(SHUSHING) No, don't get up.
but thanks for asking.
Now, that's my kind of man.
She sent this to my address. And she loves to play games.
Drop it.
How did Sherlock recognise her from not her face?
John's expressed that thought
Yes. Yes. Oh!
Hello?
It's the file on Irene Adler?
I expect so, now go.
This is your heart and you should never let it rule your head.
Couple of them specifically wanted photographs of you two.
Listen, actually...
- Ah! No. - Oh, for goodness' sake!
and I will decorate that wall with the insides of your head.
There's going to be a bomb on a passenger jet.
- JOHN: Mrs. H. - Oh, no thank you, Sarah.
Did you see him?
MORIARTY: I have loved this, this little game of ours.
In which you enumerate 240 different types of tobacco ash.
the police and sets off the burglar alarm.
Don't do anything...
Well, why would they be interested?
We are in Buckingham Palace, at the very heart of the British nation.
Oh, it's a bit rude, that noise, isn't it?
I take it you've stood down the police investigation
- Everyone dead. - Suspected terrorist bomb.
- Jesus! What are you doing? - He'll sleep for a few hours.
It's okay, everyone else was busy with... Christmas.
You'll do anything for him.
You'll have permanently disabled any kind of uplink or connection.
Hamish.
People do come to you for help, don't they, Mr. Holmes?
(GRUNTS)
JOHN: What's going on?
Put your clothes on!
- No. - Give it to me.
Take that risk.
Sure.
I drove you into her path.
Doesn't eat,
- John? The counter on your blog... - Hmm?
- your name has arisen. - Why?
Er; would you, would you mind if I just waited here, just until they come?
- Sorry, what? - JOHN: Fifty-seven of those texts,
She chose to give it up.
He does all that anyway...
SHERLOCK: Who are you? MORIARTY: Jim Moriarty.
Please don't feel obliged to tell me that was remarkable or amazing.
if he didn't have this bloody stupid power complex.
- Jesus! - I'll call you.
Right.
The British and American governments know about it,
but your employer does.
Right. See you.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
Are there?
I will burn the heart out of you.
What are you talking about?
that the crisis is imminent
but everything I have to say has already crossed your mind.
If you don't stop prying...
never seeing her again, he'll be fine.
Yes, I was just going to take it back to Mycroft.
Bye.
There's only so much damage you can do.
a safety deposit box at a bank on the Strand a few months ago.
And I assume this Adler woman has some compromising photographs?
Okay. just take it, take it.
(PLAYING GOD SAVE THE QUEEN)
And I needed to disappear.
Plane blows up midair, mission accomplished for the terrorists,
I'll come after you if you don't.
SHERLOCK: Where do you get that idea?
And this must be Dr. John Watson, formerly of
Well, your booby trap did just kill a man.
hundreds of casualties but nobody dies.
Brainy's the new sexy.
Jesus, what the hell is happening?
you wouldn't be able to sell them.