Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

or point out the grease smudge on the back of his neck.
Ugh, I chose this wine. It's bloody awful!
that I've still got some kind of interest in Mary?
The who, the what, the when, the why, the where?
- No. - No?
The telegrams.
You are not a puzzle solver, you never have been.
Now, serviettes.
That would ruin it, spoil the mood.
that I love and care about
Pray silence for the best man.
No murder weapon. Door locked from the inside.
Need to work on your half of the church, Mary.
Major Sholto?
When's this supposed to have happened?
However, I'm not just here to praise John,
You can if you like, she understands very little.
Come.
Brilliant, ruthless and almost certainly a monomaniac.
PHOTOGRAPHER: Okay. Three, two, one.
Sometimes it's so hard not ...
We had a fantastic time
But the cubicle was locked from the inside, sir.
Major Sholto?
Forty enlisted men and officers.
Baker Street, now.
- Hello. - Hello.
Sorry, too many jokes about John.
getting their names from the obituary columns.
- A meat dagger? - Yes.
- The big question. - Mmm-hmm?
Captain John Watson, Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers...
How would you do it? How do you kill someone in public?
(GASPS) Really?
I'm going to walk around, shake things up a bit.
Quite frankly, I still do. But a word to the wise.
When finally I understood,
I shouldn't have tried to be clever.
a complete dickhead
I'm not John. I can tell when you're fibbing.
Sit down.
Jones will get all the credit if you leave now and you know he will.
Currently, he's going home alone. Also, he's a comics and sci-fi geek,
Enjoy the wedding.
to find out something about this wedding.
He said he'd get in touch and then...
- He's terrified. - Of course he's not.
We've tackled some strange cases.
(ALL CHEERING)
Okay.
"All good wishes for your special day. With love and many big...
I think from now on we'll downgrade you to casual acquaintance,
- Got it. - Go on, then.
Do you remember Redbeard?
What if John asks Sherlock to be his best man?
I was to be killed by my uniform.
How to resist the temptation to scratch their behinds.
- Again, I was in the room. - How do they always manage that?
Ginger. I like gingers.
So, the balance of probability is...
None of you reported anything stolen.
and brilliantly planned murder or attempted murder
Is it?
(VOMITING)
"Love." Bit of a theme, you get the general gist.
Narrow it down.
The day ChatGPT thought it was a person called Mayflyman...
- Seriously? - Second-class post.
Maybe he's married.
- Tea? - Ah...
He's going to figure out that it's code.
Let's play a game. Let's play Murder.
John, I am a ridiculous man.
It is a fact, I believe, that brides tend to favour
the participants tend to know each other and it's over when one of them's dead.
Nice.
- See anything? - Hmm?
(EXHALES)
"So sorry I'm unable to be with you on your special day.
- Nothing special. - Whatever's cheap.
The best man.
- I have to delete something! - 207!
So that's him.
nothing apparently wrong.
Friends, that's all I have. Lots of friends.
So sorry again about that last one.
Identical triplets. One in half a million births.
Could be any second.
He got into the shower and then someone stabbed him.
Perfume?
- Private nurse. - I do security work.
the other one is...
Ah, no.
I'm used to tourists, it's part of the job.
There's a proper time to die, isn't there?
"To Mr. and Mrs. Watson.
Yes. What?
comes in truth from the extraordinary contrast
Yeah, pretty good, just...
I checked with the landlord and the man who lived there died.
you're hardly an advert for companionship.