Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

In which you enumerate 240 different types of tobacco ash.
You'll have permanently disabled any kind of uplink or connection.
Well, why would they be interested?
- No. - Give it to me.
How did Sherlock recognise her from not her face?
- JOHN: Mrs. H. - Oh, no thank you, Sarah.
if he didn't have this bloody stupid power complex.
- Ah! No. - Oh, for goodness' sake!
John's expressed that thought
Please don't feel obliged to tell me that was remarkable or amazing.
You think I'm a vicar with a bleeding face?
Not to date anyone with a navy.
I will burn the heart out of you.
but thanks for asking.
the police and sets off the burglar alarm.
If you don't stop prying...
Doesn't eat,
The ashtray.
I love this, this little game of ours.
A power play with the most powerful family in Britain.
She chose to give it up.
What are you talking about?
and I will decorate that wall with the insides of your head.
- Who the hell are you? - Sorry, Mr. Holmes...
Oh, a few broken ribs, fractured skull, suspected punctured lung.
People do come to you for help, don't they, Mr. Holmes?
but your employer does.
She got in touch, she informed us that the photographs existed,
MRS HUDSON: Sherlock?
- your name has arisen. - Why?
Smoking indoors, isn't there one of those...
a safety deposit box at a bank on the Strand a few months ago.
Heaviest oil deposit is always on the first key used,
Er; would you, would you mind if I just waited here, just until they come?
It's the file on Irene Adler?
There's going to be a bomb on a passenger jet.
SHERLOCK: Who are you? MORIARTY: Jim Moriarty.
- What? - The hiker's going to die.
MYCROFT: Then you should be paying more attention.
Well, your booby trap did just kill a man.
Put your clothes on!
Okay. just take it, take it.
Yes, I was just going to take it back to Mycroft.
The British and American governments know about it,
It's okay, everyone else was busy with... Christmas.
Hmm.
I drove you into her path.
Drop it.
- Go and see. - Sherlock!
You'll do anything for him.
you wouldn't be able to sell them.
Plane blows up midair, mission accomplished for the terrorists,
We are in Buckingham Palace, at the very heart of the British nation.
So the car's about to backfire
There's only so much damage you can do.
Did you see him?
(PLAYING GOD SAVE THE QUEEN)
And this must be Dr. John Watson, formerly of
Oh, it's a bit rude, that noise, isn't it?
Hello?
She sent this to my address. And she loves to play games.
JOHN: Sherlock...
Don't do anything...
Yes. Yes. Oh!
Hamish.
And I needed to disappear.
it'll do nothing to impede the flight of a bullet.
Right.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
- Jesus! - I'll call you.
Brainy's the new sexy.
Are there?
- Jesus! What are you doing? - He'll sleep for a few hours.
that the crisis is imminent
(GRUNTS)
Now, that's my kind of man.
I expect so, now go.
Right. See you.
I said drop it!
never seeing her again, he'll be fine.
(SHUSHING) No, don't get up.
Sure.
Jesus, what the hell is happening?
Bye.
I'll come after you if you don't.
Listen, actually...
and I will use it.
Take that risk.
Once, a few months ago.
I am sorry. Forgive me.
Well?
- Your employer? - Particularly enjoyed the one
JOHN: What's going on?
SHERLOCK: So,
Hello.
Couple of them specifically wanted photographs of you two.
- Sorry, what? - JOHN: Fifty-seven of those texts,
- John? The counter on your blog... - Hmm?
What did she say?
I take it you've stood down the police investigation
MORIARTY: I have loved this, this little game of ours.
This is your heart and you should never let it rule your head.
hundreds of casualties but nobody dies.
And I assume this Adler woman has some compromising photographs?
SHERLOCK: Where do you get that idea?
but everything I have to say has already crossed your mind.
He does all that anyway...
- Everyone dead. - Suspected terrorist bomb.