Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Bond Air is go.

I thought you were going to be in Dorset for Christmas?

for what she does, she prefers "dominatrix".

- How many photographs? - A considerable number, apparently.

His room's through the back, get him some clothes.

Okay, tell me, how was he murdered?

(SIREN WAILING)

Oh, dear! Thumbs?

WOMAN: Yes, Miss Adler.

For God's sake, she's the one who knows the code, ask her!

- My God, really? - What?

I see from the make that it's a six-digit code.

Mr. Holmes, if it was the end of the world,

that Coventry was going to get bombed because they'd broken the German code

- Where is she? - Where's who?

"Let's have dinner."

You can't be allowed to continue. You just can't.

No, no, no, you're here for the photographs,

What else does she have?

Oh, it's always hard to remember an alias when you've had a fright.

Thank God for the consultant criminal.

but instead he's in a car boot in Southwark.

but rather than expose the source of their information,

one to open the phone, one to burn the drive.

- Coventry. - I've never been.

I sent something to Sherlock for safekeeping

I hope the contents make up for any inconvenience

علينا الاتصال بالشرطه نعم هم قادمون

They're not for blackmail, just for insurance.

- I know human ash. - Leave.

He was watching another kind of flying thing.

You see how this works, that camera-phone

with a boomerang.

Oh, come on, surely you've all seen the present at the top of the bag.

I let Sherlock Holmes try it for six months.

He wasn't shot; He was killed by a single blow

Oh. Mrs. Hudson, my God, are you all right?

Nam show me the car that backfired.

Thank you, thank you. Could you, please?

- Can you help us, Mr. Holmes? - How?

Uh, yeah, you're right, flight 007.

That really wasn't very good, was it?

as far as I can see.

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

One of a kind, the one woman who matters?

- Where is it now? - Where no one will look.

He told me this email was going to save the world.

This blog has had nearly 2,000 hits in the last eight hours.

How can we do anything while she has the photographs?

She had an item in her possession,

Do people actually read your blog?

Probably my answer has crossed yours.

what do you keep on here? In general, I mean?

- I had some at the Palace. - I know.

- You mean me. - Why?

Hmm, so every time they text you...

However hard you try, it's always a self-portrait.

(CLEARING THROAT)

It doesn't fly. It will never fly.

- Sorry, what? - I reset that counter last night.

Hi. Uh, no, it's um...

I'd say it wouldn't blow much of a hole in the wealth of a nation,

(MRS HUDSON LAUGHS)

There's nothing on it any more. It's been stripped.

What are you... What? No, no, no. No. Back to bed.

Do you ever wonder if there's something wrong with us?

- What are you going to wear? - My battledress.

Now, tell me, I need to know. How was it done?

And Sherlock Holmes is a very lucky man.

(INDISTINCT SPEECH ON RADIO)

I don't think you do.

He went out, a couple of hours ago.

and the breathing pattern of an untreated heart condition,

No, I think I'll have the photographs.

but you know what? I already have.

You should screen your defence people more carefully.

Didn't even ask for anything, I think he just likes to cause trouble.

(ENGINE STRUGGLING TO TURN OVER)

Take a look at where you're standing and make a deduction.

- so... - I'd tell you the code right now,

Why does your phone make that noise?

Time to move on, then. (CLEARING THROAT)

And my client is?

I won't even last six months.

The flight of the dead.

Ooh, lucky boy.