Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You haven't given our name in the search for her.

(ENOLA WHIMPERS)

This is a surprisingly nice room.

- (LESTRADE GRUNTS) Come back here! - Who's he?

(EUDORIA LAUGHS)

Where's my mother?

Well, we're not even sure the darling boy's on the train.

- And the bombs? - I did.

We can both hurt each other.

at some point during the night.

- (WOMAN THUDS AND GRUNTS) - Uh...

and I'm investigating your son's disappearance.

{\an8}And you're a cleverer boy than I perhaps gave you credit for.

a tree branch broke above me while I was collecting wild mushrooms.

(VOICES CONTINUE YELLING AND ARGUING)

And yet you walk away anyway.

- One, one, one. - (SIGHS)

(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)

ENOLA: See that window over there?

I'll murder you myself.

and there's no better disguise than fear.

Then, thank you, Enola Holmes, for helping me here.

which forms into...

You want a culprit, find the motive.

- TEWKESBURY: Quiet! - (GRUNTS)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Now, please put the teapot down. In your hands, it is a mighty weapon.

That reemerging little toadstool, the Marquess of Tewkesbury,

People might be watching.

- EUDORIA: Are we all agreed? Yes? - WOMEN: Yes.

Oh, Miss Harrison, I'm so grateful for your kindness.

I wanted to miss you,

(TEWKESBURY GRUNTS)

hurts considerably more than you might think.

And just as we molded them...

Asked me to meet you here?

you have to do it yourself.

ENOLA: Limehouse Lane.

- WOMAN: Thank you. - ENOLA: Yes.

The way a person stands may disguise who they are.

You could acquire a governess.

Your father would be very proud of you.

Here you have it.

where someone's handwriting doesn't tell me something I need to know.

You recognize me?

He jumped from the train...

- (CHUCKLES) - ENOLA: No.

- Sherry, please. - ATTENDANT: Certainly, sir.

MAN: Out of the sodding way, boy!

- Which you reluctantly took. - ...and found somewhere new.

- Darling, perhaps we should just... - Quiet, Mother.

EUDORIA: Paint your own picture, Enola.

But my family were set on me joining the army

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

I'll be looking out for them.

May have overthought my outfit.

Bit of a to-do. Bribed a porter to put me in this and get me on board.

(LESTRADE GRUNTING)

(SOFTLY) Mycroft was right.

TEWKESBURY: Aah! (GRUNTS)

...and for Enola, a music teacher,

but you give me greater pleasure.

ENOLA: Mother believed privacy was the highest virtue,

(LINTHORN GRUNTS)

It is my money, after all.

- Who taught you about flowers and herbs? - My father.

I'm waiting for her to leave me a message.

I will ask you this only once. Where is the marquess?

(SHERLOCK) You know, last I remember, you were quite a timid little thing.

- You could change your mind about a boy. - I'm not a boy.

in the clothes Sherlock himself grew up in.

(HORSES NEIGHING)

(FLOOR CREAKING)

LESTRADE: Oh, you wish to track her down.

I keep the newspapers to check.

She never truly cared for anything except her own...

Looking for you.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

Hated it, but there's rarely a case

(TEWKESBURY YELLS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Thank you. That was, uh...

And laurustinus, and Queen Anne's lace.

It's quite the style, you know.

(SHERLOCK) Lestrade?

that is willing to take Enola on

there's... there's always room for you with us.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Because otherwise you think I will affect your standing.

I believe I can help you.

People are always anxious to avoid conversations about death.

(SHUDDERING BREATHS)

The game is afoot.

Perhaps she needed the money.

- TEWKESBURY: Where are we going? - ENOLA: I don't know yet. Let me think.