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or what?
Perverted the course of justice.
Wow! Yeah, hi, I'm John, good to meet you.
This is cleaner, more efficient.
That doesn't make sense.
What is it?
You've salted away every fact under the sun!
Nope. Uh, no, I've, uh,
- Those were your parents? - Yes.
can you imagine what real people are like?
Oi, mate, penny for the Guy?
The journey between those stations usually takes five minutes
that bank account other than myself and Helen.
She swears off relationships, stays at home.
Okay, it's not a great defence.
because he hasn't chewed the bobble on the right.
And anyway, why are you telling me all this?
Some women have short hair, too.
- Sherlock? - Hmm?
Demolition charges.
- Overreacting. - Overreacting!
My markers, agents, low-lifes.
Both of you.
though I prefer the 2001.
MARY: What does it mean?
Oh, so it was your brother's plan?
You really have moved on, haven't you?
Yes.
MOLLY: Yes.
- Your parents? - Mycroft promised to take them
the most important vote of this Parliament.
How would you know?
Now, where is it?
You died, you jumped off a roof.
JOHN: Leave a note when?
Anyway. You're safe now.
- Not this time. - It's just to make you look good
I'll talk him round.
Look, seven carriages leave Westminster.
- Where? - There for all to see.
One, perhaps two patches would indicate sentimentality
(CLEARING THROAT) Yeah.
Moriarty, in turn, gave us hints,
What? No!
be careful what you wish for.
- Unless... - I kill myself
Oh yes, we meet up every Friday for fish and chips.
(MAN SPEAKING SERBIAN)
It's time to come back.
or their diplomatic immunity suddenly rescinded.
- Come on, that's... - Ancient history, yes, I know,
Talk to John.
So soon after Sherlock?
- Don't pretend you're not enjoying this. - Hmm?
Would you...
Sherlock, going undercover?
Twenty minutes by car.
- Let it go, Sherlock's dead. - But is he?
No, she's lying.
I've given the Prime Minister
Yes. You remember the little girl who was abducted by Moriarty?
- What? - He's the big rat, rat number one.
So why now? What changed your mind?
(INHALING)
I've, uh, well, I'm... moving on.
- Oh. Thanks for hanging onto it. - No problem.
(GASPS)
- Well, you hate it. - Sherlock hates it.
In case you've forgotten, field work is not my natural milieu.
(MOBILE BEEPS)
A brief sniff of the offending bobble tells us everything
- Can you just... - Why do you never call the police?
That's good, with my voice just there in the centre of your head
(GASPS)
You're quite right.
HOWARD: There's nowhere he could go.
Is it something to do with this terrorist thing you talked about?
Don't move!
SHERLOCK: (NERVOUSLY) Turn that off. Oh God! Uh, um, uh...
- Some big debate going on. - (DOOR OPENING)
Mmm-hmm.
but they weren't letting anyone into Parliament.
It's their version of golf.
Anyway, time to go and be Sherlock Holmes.
Excuse you!
(INTERCOM BEEPING)
- You sure about this? - Absolutely.
(DOOR OPENING AND CLOSING)