Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You take cash? - Not cash, no.

Once you've opened your heart, you can't close it again.

Well, all that effort.

- OK, how do you know that? - Well, it's all here, isn't it? Look.

talking about you... all the time.

do something while there's still a chance,

you knew exactly where you'd need to be picked up for lunch?!

It did seem very real.

- I'm intrigued. - I know you are.

so you tried it again later.

If you'd like to know how I predict the future...

- to become randomly attached to... - Happy birthday.

I'm scared of dying.

Oh, I don't know.

and no-one wants to suspect murder

- Why, don't you read it? - You mean my blog.

and I'm never climbing out.

Er, sometimes, can I borrow your car?

Well, now, won't you introduce me?

You said the fact that you were his brother made no difference.

Those markings, you see them?

No. Most killers kill someone they know.

Come on, roll up.

He's more emotional, isn't he?

Oh, of course you don't own a car, you don't need one, do you,

A name can't be one word.

They found your address, they brought you here.

Am I going to be taken away by security again?

They tend to be social outcasts, educationally subnormal.

Yeah, it's always doing that.

If life is a balance sheet, and I think it is,

Yeah, of course I am.

Say it for me, please.

It's not about hatred, or... or revenge.

Sex. How did you know I wasn't getting any?

Oh, you can have this back now.

You're Sherlock Holmes.

not least because there'll be three impacts rather than two.

Well, let's see, shall we?

But she's, you know...

Of course I didn't.

It is what it is and What it is is shit

I have a question for you. Why are you here?

I have to drink a cup of tea.

What are you doing here?

I can wait until the hospital.

There's a pinprick at the top of the paper.

Trouble is, I couldn't remember what they were.

Not any more, though.

The memory. Yes.

I don't understand.

One of you is a member of the judiciary.

Go right into hell and make it look like you mean it.'

Culverton Smith. This, I think, is relevant, from this morning.

How can you do that?

I know his thought processes better than any other human being,

I'd... I'd rescue you, or something.

It'll come back to me.

Oh, no. Oh, no!

you are currently equipped to understand!

Oh, but I do. I spent a whole evening with her.

Cup of tea! Oh, for goodness' sakes!

I've sent a car, should be outside.

I wanted to hear your confession,

Everybody out, now!

- Of what? - My case.

'If you're watching this, I'm... probably dead.'

Who are you talking to?

for there is none of you here so mean and base

On, you noblest English

or Sherlock Holmes is off his tits on drugs!

That's the whole point.

Not as far as I know.

What impossible thing?

unlike me, learned to see through your bullshit long ago.

Ultimately, for full satisfaction, it requires plain sight

I've played along with this joke, it's not funny any more.

John, you've got to remember, it's important.

That's not so special, it's not even new.

- Why would I be faking? - Because you're a liar!

Sherlock Holmes. Faith Smith. Santa Claus. Winston Churchill.

And look at you.

I need to kill someone.

I know you care about her deeply.

then my life will not have been wasted.

I'm a mess, I'm in hell, but I am not wrong, not about him.

This is obscene.

You've had too much. And that's me saying that!

It is what it is and what it is is shit.

Well, who isn't? So all he needed to do