Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Girlfriends, boyfriends. - Yes, well, as I was saying, dull.
How are you doing this?
- ...what would I do? - Let me take you for a ride.
I'm in shock - look, I've got a blanket.
It's a game of chess, with one move...
That's the frailty of genius, John,
I don't want to sit down.
Psychopaths get bored.
Found your website. The Science Of Deduction.
You'll need to wear one of these.
Sherlock? What is it, what?
Yeah, good. Very good.
I knew you'd find the case, I'm not stupid.
- Where? - Brixton, Lauriston Gardens.
Is there any chance that these are murders?
I did. Told Mike this morning I must be a difficult man to find a flatmate for.
Sorry, it's just, erm... nerves, I think.
- What's wrong? - Just met a friend of yours.
It's a start!
- John, you probably want to shut up now. - But come on...
And you invaded Afghanistan.
- Detective Inspector Lestrade? - Yeah.
He didn't fire until I was in immediate danger, though, so strong moral principle.
Not your father, this is a young man's gadget.
Thank you, Billy.
Police! Open her up.
Dr. Watson, Sergeant Sally Donovan.
- They were in the microwave. - It's an experiment.
I got shot.
- I didn't order a taxi. Go away. - Oh, dear. They're making such a mess.
- You looked surprised. - Yes, how did you know?
Sir, shall we go?
- Love what? - Sherlock Holmes... look at you!
but I think that's none of your business.
And if it's ringing, it's not here.
Crime scene. Next?
Do you see the camera, Dr. Watson?
He is the British Government,
Everyone's so stupid, even you.
What's your name, then?
Why would she do that? Why?
Yeah, He's always like that.
Why a taxi? Oh, that's clever.
because her coat still hasn't dried.
- No. No, he wasn't, really, was he? - Frankly, a bloody awful cabbie.
to bet your life?
- Or a triple bluff? - It's still just chance.
Sorry, are you guys the police?
- So, dim sum. - Mmm!
Now, who's Clara? Three kisses says it's a romantic attachment.
Mike, can I borrow your phone? There's no signal on mine.
Did I just give you the good pill or the bad pill?
- I don't know... criminal mastermind? - Close enough.
See? No-one ever thinks about the cabbie.
I worry about her. Constantly.
There’s so much iron in my blood im choking and writhing in pain god oh god it hurts god has punished me for my hubris and so I shall suffer but oh lord how I yearn for freedom
Give me... a name.
Anything on the menu, whatever you want, free.
Yeah, but if you were clever, really clever.
Nobody getting in and nobody getting out.
If she'd left him, he would have kept it. Sentiment.
Anderson, don't talk out loud. You lower the IQ of the whole street.
She could have checked into a hotel, left it there.
Er, thank you.
- Who are you? - An interested party.
And because you're dying, you've just murdered four people.
He's with me.
- Why do you keep saying suitcase? - Yes, where is it?
I bet you get bored, don't you?
He's not paid or anything.
- This is childish. - Well, I'm dealing with a child.
You know every street in London. You know exactly where we are.
- Yeah, I see it. - Watch...
She's been married at least ten years, but not happily.
Wouldn't have taken him more than five minutes to realise his mistake.
Did I get anything wrong?
How fresh?
Jennifer Wilson running all those lovers - she was clever.
You didn't just kill four people because you're bitter. Bitterness is a paralytic.
- Have you met him? - John...
my leg.
Well...?
John.
- No. - But I haven't mentioned a figure.
You're looking for cheap accommodation, but not going to your brother for help.
What about these suicides, then, Sherlock?