Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

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

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

Thank you, thank you. Could you, please?

- I know human ash. - Leave.

(ENGINE STRUGGLING TO TURN OVER)

What else does she have?

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

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

How can we do anything while she has the photographs?

You should screen your defence people more carefully.

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

Okay, tell me, how was he murdered?

علينا الاتصال بالشرطه نعم هم قادمون

with a boomerang.

- Coventry. - I've never been.

I don't think you do.

Thank God for the consultant criminal.

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

- You mean me. - Why?

Do people actually read your blog?

Probably my answer has crossed yours.

He was watching another kind of flying thing.

That really wasn't very good, was it?

Time to move on, then. (CLEARING THROAT)

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

but you know what? I already have.

(SIREN WAILING)

I won't even last six months.

One of a kind, the one woman who matters?

- Where is she? - Where's who?

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

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

She had an item in her possession,

Why does your phone make that noise?

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

It doesn't fly. It will never fly.

and the breathing pattern of an untreated heart condition,

I sent something to Sherlock for safekeeping

as far as I can see.

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

Bond Air is go.

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

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

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

"Let's have dinner."

I let Sherlock Holmes try it for six months.

No, I think I'll have the photographs.

but rather than expose the source of their information,

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

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

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

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

And Sherlock Holmes is a very lucky man.

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

Ooh, lucky boy.

They're not for blackmail, just for insurance.

I hope the contents make up for any inconvenience

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

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

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

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

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

You see how this works, that camera-phone

(CLEARING THROAT)

Nam show me the car that backfired.

(MRS HUDSON LAUGHS)

- My God, really? - What?

(INDISTINCT SPEECH ON RADIO)

He went out, a couple of hours ago.

Hmm, so every time they text you...

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

The flight of the dead.

And my client is?

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

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

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

Oh, dear! Thumbs?

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

for what she does, she prefers "dominatrix".

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

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

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

WOMAN: Yes, Miss Adler.

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

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