Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

no rain anywhere in London in that time.
Time to choose.
You could search this flat all day,
when he's not too busy being the British Secret Service
Yes, I've been hearing about your "concern".
Why would she think of her daughter in her last moments?
22 Northumberland Street.
There's others out there just like you, except you're just a man.
Maybe he took it from her for some reason.
Is it a bluff
- Think it through next time. - Who is he?
nerves of steel...
- No, you didn't. - The left one.
You've brought me here... to send a text.
- Rachel. - So we can read her e-mails. So what?
- Problem? - Yeah, Sergeant Donovan.
Somehow, this is about your children.
if you knew - you're the one who chooses.
She colour-coordinates her lipstick and shoes.
I don't know where we're meeting. I don't even know your name.
but we're looking for it - there has to be one.
Here in the flesh. That website of yours, your fan told me about it.
- As they go. - Hey, where did you get this?
Give me a name
- Helping me make a point. - I'm supposed to help you pay the rent.
Applause! At long last the spotlight.
I know that you like writing about these, but these do appear to be suicides.
You call that a risk? Nah...
- Basically. - Not the murderer.
- How could you possibly know that? - The luggage.
That's enough to be going on with, don't you think?
Not your housekeeper!
Sherlock, what have you done?
Four people, in a row? It's not chance.
Teaching now, yeah. Bright young things like we used to be.
We can confirm that this apparent suicide closely resembles those
She's cleverer than you lot and she's dead. Do you see? Do you get it?
That's true, he was a bad cabbie.
Narrows it down from just anyone in London.
I'm to take you home.
What kind of result do you care about?
Why can't people just think?
Play the game.
Because I'm desperate, that's why.
Er... Anthea.
Bit different from my day.
Hang on. Wasn't that the dead woman?
Then there's your brother. Your phone.
- Is he coming back? - Didn't look like it.
Seriously? This guy - a junkie?
OK.
You can't make people take their own lives at gunpoint.
I imagine people have already warned you to stay away from him,
Well... you could just sit there and... watch telly.
Right...
Right turn, one way, roadworks, traffic lights, bus lane,
The photograph's old, but the frame's new.
Erm... Sergeant Donovan's... just been explaining... everything. Two pills...
- You're too modest, Mr. Holmes. - I'm really not.
OK. Give me.
The more I kill... the better off they'll be.
The skull just attracts attention, so...
And you know how it always upset Mummy.
Aneurism. Right in 'ere.
Her coat - it's slightly damp, she's been in heavy rain in the last few hours -
Course. Child's play.
Travelled from Cardiff today, intending to stay in London
- How do you know that? - Fire her.
Oh... Dull.
- Why are you saying that? - Her case!
Sorry, sir - whose status?
or a double bluff?
How do you feel about the violin?
...and one survivor.
But there's a photograph of children. The children's mother's been cut out.
I'm... I'm nobody. I just met him.
What is your connection to Sherlock Holmes?
- But how? - What do you mean, how?
- She could have lost it. - Yes, or?
The police don't consult amateurs.
but I'm sure your situation is quite clear to you.