Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

MYCROFT: Now, hand it over.

I need to hold this door!

The first is my problem, the second I consider yours.

TEWKESBURY: We should think about eating soon.

TEWKESBURY: But he's a powerful man. What on earth could we do?

- to your... "employer"? - (GRUNTS)

What a woman you've become.

(EUDORIA SNIFFLES)

(EFFORT GRUNTS)

She taught me herself.

- Undercover working for him? - Undercover from him.

Enola, the carriage is waiting.

I shall need a whalebone corset.

We did different things.

As Mother has proven.

the bust enhancer and the hip regulators

But you found out about the money. You told him.

What need have they of amplification?

- Thank you. - Thank you.

I'll take care of her.

(ENOLA WHISPERS) Sherlock.

scared I would hate every second of the rest of my life.

Have you found her?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

- (ENOLA YELLS) - (GUNSHOT)

Mother said we were free to do anything at Ferndell...

or the path others choose for you.

Extraordinary...

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ENOLA: Thank you.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

You really do remind me of my uncle. You have that same stare.

and I am a finder of lost souls.

(CRYING) Tewkesbury!

Your mother clearly hasn't spent enough time with me.

You're supposed to be helping me out, not getting in with me.

Do you have any sense of where she might have gone?

But only with a worthy opponent.

What makes you think that she wants to be found?

His favorite tobacco?

so she won't be a complete failure in this world.

Well, we have had a lovely little chat, haven't we?

Sir, I've had my officers search this train from top to bottom.

(EDITH CHUCKLES)

Mother was able to vanish from Ferndell, and so must I,

Tell me, she at least saw that you had an education?

Would you care to come down?

He doesn't have an assistant.

Prefects will accompany you to and from lessons.

when you have to make a hard choice.

(ENOLA SCREAMS)

(LINTHORN GROANING)

- I wish I could help you more. - You can, but you won't.

Keep your mouth shut!

Or people, either, unless they're clues.

I gave it. And for that, I deserve to be robbed?

Well, open it up. Let me see what's inside.

All the better.

No madwoman could compile the accounts she sent me over the last ten years.

I'll have you know, I have just undertaken a particularly daring escape...

EUDORIA: So, we're all agreed? Ellie Houseman.

(ENOLA YELLING)

Noisy bloody women!

- Who are you? - What are you?

and now she may have done so again.

or strung seashells.

- Understood? - (INHALES DEEPLY)

(CONTINUES READING NUMBERS INDISTINCTLY)

it can't control you.

We'll get to London and go our separate ways.

(TRAIN WHISTLING)

because I couldn't bear...

Did you find the gunpowder?

If you see my grandson before I do,

asked you to stay?

or Ellie Houseman.

TEWKESBURY: Grandmother?

So I thought we'd go out the same way I came in.

I want four yellow flowers,

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

A pine cone called Dash?

You see the world so closely,

so one clings to whatever narratives one can get.

I placed it in the personal advertisements column

I afforded myself a shade more comfort than this.

I have kept every clipping of every case of yours I could ever find.

"But I don't want to go to a finishing school, Mycroft."

Very sensible answer.

and the encyclopedia,

I shall bring her tomorrow myself.

- this country isn't ours, it's theirs. - (CROWD CHEERING)

(PAINED GRUNTS)

and leave you to fend for yourself.

To give you this.

(INHALES THROUGH TEETH) I suppose that's game.

Totally. (PAINED GRUNT) Entirely.

- Ellie Houseman. - WOMAN: Ooh, marvelous.

if I were to advise my friends in the government

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

And those kind of mysteries are always the most satisfying to unpick.

MRS. LANE: Gentlemen, welcome home.

(SHERLOCK) You see?

- you are here for one reason... - (BELL DINGING)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

There are three thoughts that immediately occur.

poorly mannered wildling.

and, by implication, affection."

Get out of this carriage right now.

Oh. Sorry, Grandpa.

This is her private space.

(SIGHS) "Chrysanthemums...

MRS. LANE: Well, Mycroft isn't blessed as you are.

With the boy dead, the uncle would take the vacant seat in the Lords

I didn't want to go to Miss Harrison's Finishing School for Young Ladies.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Now, much as I enjoy standing outside the Royal Academy...