Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He had an Oyster card...
Let him go...
the third from Yorkshire, judging by her accent.
Well, that's one way of looking at it.
What are we looking at, Inspector?
What's he doing? Working his way round the world, showing off?
Hi. Look, get over here quickly. I think I'm onto something.
Well, usually, he... must stay above it all.
She lives in Cornwall.
What's incredible, though, is how spectacularly ignorant he is
Why did you lie?
- Old block of flats. - ...caused by a faulty gas main.
He didn't steal those things, Mr. Watson.
Isn't he sweet? I can see why you like having him around.
Jim Moriarty Hi
Or not. I have an idea where he might be going.
...who's sleeping with who...
He's, er... investigating away.
Any spare change?
otherwise Mycroft's people would have heard about it.
Mmm. Can't come too soon.
- He learned us how to cut up a beast. - Taught.
A bloody head!
Hardly anything left of the place, except a strongbox.
Kenny Prince's houseboy.
and decked her out in enough explosives to take down a house.
What's he doing sleeping rough?
Threatened me with a knighthood... again.
Freak, it's for you.
- Are you sure about this? - I'm sure.
How nice. Was she Connie's?
It's me. Have you found anything on the South Bank between Waterloo Bridge
Or, better still, stop inflicting your opinions on the world!
You're not going to be much use to her.
I just wanted my share.
The envelope, breaking into the other flat,
- Oh God, it's a kid. - What did he say?
OK, so what has that got to do with the stiff?
The tetanus is in the soil,
or round and round the garden like a teddy bear,
Plus the extremely suggestive fact that he just left his number under this dish.
I'm Jim Moriarty Hi
- Recently. - No, can't be. That's the only key.
Mrs. Monkford cashes in the life insurance, and she splits it with Janus Cars.
Nice stationery.
I've got change, if you still want to...
Ah ... sorry, Boys! I'm sooo changeable.
She was a pretty girl, but she messed about with herself too much.
- And that's what they spread on the seat. - Who did?
- I thought you didn't care about... - Doesn't mean I can't appreciate it.
But we both know that's not quite true.
- I'll go round. - Who are you working for, Dzundza?
came up from Brighton for a school sports tournament, drowned in the pool.
Limited edition - two blue stripes, 1989.
- You're still hanging round him. - Yeah, well...
Who's that?
I don't know.
- It's not the only copy. - Oh.
What is it?
Joe...?
Nope. It was revenge.
You don't think I'd give up on a case like this
So why is he doing this, then?
The plans for it were on a memory stick.
- Did it. - Did it! Stabbed her!
An estate agent's photo and the bloody Greenwich pips.
You're enjoying this, aren't you?
Someone's gone to a lot of trouble to make it look like the same phone.
He should have wrapped himself up a bit more.