Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Did I do it wrong?
People are basically fond.
We seemed to automatically connect.
Er, yes, well, I think so, sir.
But I think someone's stalking me.
- on balance I'd say... - For my wedding.
Right, then.
I had dinner with a ghost.
- (BEEPING) - Possibly someone under threat.
Yeah, but I picked it at random from the papers.
I'm afraid I don't know.
we know that a locked room doesn't stop him.
- Oh, you've changed. - No, she is. Shut up.
Right.
- Oh, and you'd know, of course? - Yes, I would.
Different names, different addresses.
A murderer who can walk through walls.
and all-round obnoxious arsehole
What's going on?
You or the... (LAUGHING)
What's your dog's name?
Not you. Not you.
Where are you living these days?
(CONTINUES LAUGHING)
- Also suggests... - Intelligence. Planning.
Bainbridge!
So, he made his plan
Yet his complexion doesn't indicate outdoor work.
Well, I do for old friends, Watson.
SHERLOCK: You think they give them classes?
But, you know, they're...
(SIGHING) I've smelled 18 different perfumes.
Nothing happened.
(BEEPING)
- If I try and hug him, stop me. - Certainly not.
Don't you worry about anything. I'll get you out of this.
- Shut up, Mrs. Hudson. - I haven't said a word.
You look well.
- Where are you living these days? - Oh,
You're a drama queen. Now, there is a man in there about to die,
- Nurse? - Yeah, I'm making do.
Still, free bar, wouldn't have been a good mix.
To some people.
As does lethal injection.
- Mmm. - Um, yeah, we've, um...
Oh, er...
Yeah, it was a bit of a punt asking, I suppose.
whereas John is always partly or entirely excluded.
This blog
Don't solve the murder, save the life.
They must be.
and we have a lifetime ahead to prove that.
but it's really preying on my mind.
somebody tiny could crawl in there.
Steven? Steven, stay with me.
Ugh, I chose this wine. It's bloody awful.
It's sailor.
- Now you're talking. - Okay.
(CHURCH BELLS RINGING)
Well, if you've found the right one, the person that you click with,
- Well, he will. He's bound to. - Exactly.
That just sort of happened.
- Greg. - Molly.
Ah, yes. Now onto some funny stories about John.
And John's great, too.
Course, there's hours of material here,
- (DECEMBER 1963 (OH WHATA NIGHT) PLAYS) - Dancing, please! Very good!
and ran the best and safest children's homes in North England.
- Table five? - Major James Sholto. Who he?
Bridesmaid, best man, it's a bit traditional.
If they're such good friends, why does he barely even mention him?
- an evening. - It was awful.
And then we moved to Florida.
I just had a thought.
Don't compromise the integrity of the...
- So? - So, he'll have to make a speech
The famous Mr. Holmes.
worked his way through Sholto's staff, found what he needed.
...and...
Estée Lauder.
I have your contact details. I will be monitoring.
Ideal man?
What big day?
There's a unifying factor, there has to be.
Do it!
You obviously stabbed him before he got into the shower.
And I found this thing online,
I have an international reputation.
- I don't think he's coming. - He'll be there.
(SIZZLING)
- I'm trying. - You need to run him, okay?
Um, there are no more decisions left to make.
Calm? I am calm, I'm extremely calm.
The Hollow Client.
I think you're a popular choice at the moment, dear.
Now, John I'd poison. Sloppy eater, dead easy.
- What, we're on a schedule? - You'll thank me.
Additionally, I thanked him for the trust he placed in me
how invaluable John is to me.
- Previous commander? - I meant ex.
I don't know who you are. I don't know who you're supposed to be.
WAKEY WAKEY Oh my god...
which was, for me, as demanding and difficult
it would sound so trivial.
I... I'm sorry?
Major, please. I'm John Watson, Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers.
Murder scenes.
Obvious. You all work for the same person.
"Priceless painting nicked." Looks interesting.
When you use too many requests on Getyarn
Sorry, I'd better get this.
The thing about Mary,
(CLINKING)
and rehearsed the murder,
- Stop panicking. - I'm not panicking.
Online.
PHOTOGRAPHER: Congratulations!
and always in John's presence.
Ah, it was Mrs. Hudson laughing.
- He's YouTubing serviettes. - He's thorough.
Dungeon.
His brother was one of the raw recruits killed in that incursion.
(SNORING)
but of course, I didn't know what he was up to.
Broke after piercing his abdomen, like a meat...
Who else hates me?
- And he's gone. - He's not a ghost, John.
Why should we call an ambulance? - Just do it! Sir, yes, sir!
Oh. God, wow.
- I'm starving! - Change of taste perception.
it won't be the first time. I'm ready.
And Bainbridge thinks his stalker is a bloke.
On we go.