Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Among other things,
No, no, no, it's fine, I slept fine.
Oh, should I speak now? Alex?
Playing gay. Did you like the little touch with the underwear?
Off, off, off, off, off, off, off!
You smell of disinfectant. I know the cat doesn't come into it.
- What about them? - They weren't there. I made a fuss.
The bomber knew him, admitted that he knew him.
- How quaint! - What is?
forced her to drive to the car park
Andrew West, known as Westie to his friends. Civil servant.
Tell us where you are.
What, from The Study In Pink?
Then why did he do it?
I'm sorry. But you must understand...
Sherlock!
This is beautiful.
Put that in your blog!
People who chuck 'emselves in front of trains. Selfish bastards.
Jim Moriarty. Hi.
- So where is he? - Colombia.
No, don't be obvious. I mean, I'm going to kill you anyway, some day.
but suddenly there's a knife in my hands...
Huh!
The only question is, how did the tetanus enter the dead woman's system?
It's virtually undetectable. Nobody would have been looking for it.
- Sorry, what? - There are lives at stake, Sherlock.
You are. Queen and country.
-4 - In the Planetarium, you heard it too.
Tube driver?
- Are you the police, then? - Sort of.
We were having a night in.
Sherlock's business seems to be booming since you and he became... pals.
...It fetched over £20 million.
There's only five hours left.
Of course I read his blog. We all do.
Lestrade - I've been summoned.
- What? - We've got deadlines.
Apparently not. Not enough of the Thames in his lungs, asphyxiated.
How much blood was on that seat, would you say?
- Gottle o' gear. - Stop it.
- Tom, is that you? - ...exploded into supernovas.
MI6.
Someone's kept them that way.
- Oh... - Sorry, boys. I'm so changeable!
and turn them into princesses.
- Composed mainly of... - Golem!
- Has it occurred to you...? - Probably.
No, you won't!
Look at the turn-ups on his jeans!
I thought you might call.
- Are you going to be long? - I might be.
West wasn't killed here, that's why there was so little blood.
Oh, Sherl...
see the look of surprise on my face
People don't like telling you things. They love to contradict you.
What d'you mean?
That's why...
nice place, and, er, I got chatting
There can't be that many Professor Cairns in the book. Come on.
- Jesus... - It's a fake, but how can I prove it?
Inspector, my time is being wasted.
Yeah, well, then I done it.
- I've seen this place before. - Hang on.
...composed mainly of hydrogen.
But the flirting's over, Sherlock.
I started dealing drugs.
You've stolen another voice, I presume.
Snipe Snipe
He's investigating now.
You should be.
They're pretty formal, maybe he was going out for the night.
and Westie wouldn't want to clear them by selling out his country.
Eh?
Who are you? What's that noise?
Is it him, then? Moriarty?
if left un... treated...
Oh!
I'm typing.
Second autopsy shows it wasn't tetanus that poisoned Connie Prince,
Putting my best man onto it right now.
Just messages...
So take this as a friendly warning... my dear.
What about the drivers, eh?
- So sorry to hear about... - Yes, yes, very kind.
but out there somewhere, some poor bastard's covered in Semtex
- Maybe the killer was older than Carl? - The thought had occurred.
For you to admit that a little knowledge of the solar system
It's abandoned, wouldn't you say?
A very strong box, and inside it was this.
of what I've got going on out there in the big bad world.
Who are you?
Get his attention, stop the clock.
this little game of ours.
Hanged, yes.
Of course. How can I refuse?