Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Uh, yeah, you're right, flight 007.

Time to move on, then. (CLEARING THROAT)

- Where is she? - Where's who?

Nam show me the car that backfired.

And my client is?

His room's through the back, get him some clothes.

Didn't even ask for anything, I think he just likes to cause trouble.

- I had some at the Palace. - I know.

WOMAN: Yes, Miss Adler.

This blog has had nearly 2,000 hits in the last eight hours.

I won't even last six months.

She had an item in her possession,

Do you ever wonder if there's something wrong with us?

as far as I can see.

Hi. Uh, no, it's um...

(SIREN WAILING)

He wasn't shot; He was killed by a single blow

He told me this email was going to save the world.

- You mean me. - Why?

No, I think I'll have the photographs.

but rather than expose the source of their information,

What are you... What? No, no, no. No. Back to bed.

Now, tell me, I need to know. How was it done?

Thank you, thank you. Could you, please?

Hmm, so every time they text you...

- Can you help us, Mr. Holmes? - How?

(MRS HUDSON LAUGHS)

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

Ooh, lucky boy.

However hard you try, it's always a self-portrait.

Mr. Holmes, if it was the end of the world,

Do people actually read your blog?

The flight of the dead.

I'd say it wouldn't blow much of a hole in the wealth of a nation,

One of a kind, the one woman who matters?

- My God, really? - What?

It doesn't fly. It will never fly.

but you know what? I already have.

They're not for blackmail, just for insurance.

- Where is it now? - Where no one will look.

for what she does, she prefers "dominatrix".

- What are you going to wear? - My battledress.

Bond Air is go.

that Coventry was going to get bombed because they'd broken the German code

Oh, it's always hard to remember an alias when you've had a fright.

علينا الاتصال بالشرطه نعم هم قادمون

- Coventry. - I've never been.

And Sherlock Holmes is a very lucky man.

No, no, no, you're here for the photographs,

I don't think you do.

one to open the phone, one to burn the drive.

- How many photographs? - A considerable number, apparently.

You see how this works, that camera-phone

what do you keep on here? In general, I mean?

Oh, dear! Thumbs?

(ENGINE STRUGGLING TO TURN OVER)

(CLEARING THROAT)

Thank God for the consultant criminal.

with a boomerang.

I sent something to Sherlock for safekeeping

That really wasn't very good, was it?

You can't be allowed to continue. You just can't.

(INDISTINCT SPEECH ON RADIO)

What else does she have?

He was watching another kind of flying thing.

Take a look at where you're standing and make a deduction.

How can we do anything while she has the photographs?

He went out, a couple of hours ago.

I hope the contents make up for any inconvenience

There's nothing on it any more. It's been stripped.

Oh. Mrs. Hudson, my God, are you all right?

I let Sherlock Holmes try it for six months.

For God's sake, she's the one who knows the code, ask her!

You should screen your defence people more carefully.

I thought you were going to be in Dorset for Christmas?

"Let's have dinner."

Probably my answer has crossed yours.

- I know human ash. - Leave.

- so... - I'd tell you the code right now,

Why does your phone make that noise?

and the breathing pattern of an untreated heart condition,

but instead he's in a car boot in Southwark.

Okay, tell me, how was he murdered?

- Sorry, what? - I reset that counter last night.

I see from the make that it's a six-digit code.

Oh, come on, surely you've all seen the present at the top of the bag.