Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

To somethingyano7 on deviantart: may I see these requests (Himespetchi and Mametchi Bouncy love) (True and the bouncy kingdom, Lovelin’s bouncy fun, Amy Cream and Blaze bouncy trio and smurfette’s bouncy fun)

- Two. - She didn't tell me,

- Mr. Holmes, I think we need to talk. - So do I.

- Well, you know. - I know what?

I don't know how she swung it but, uh...

- A long time? - Hmm, ages.

Well, you barely knew her.

Now, for God's sake!

(WOMAN MOANS AS TEXT MESSAGE ALERT)

Or were you too bored to notice the pattern?

"Hmm, you look sexy on Crimewatch, let's have dinner."

What do you think of my solution?

the ones I've heard.

That's why I decided to tell him that.

Well if you've been listening, you'll know she didn't.

Obviously trying to compensate for the size of her mouth and breasts...

Besides, I might want to see her again.

So you can point a gun at me?

(CAR ENGINE SPUTTERING)

We ran a similar project with the Germans a while back,

and exactly one way to stop me.

SHERLOCK: People have died. MORIARTY: That's what people do!

No, but I will have the camera-phone, though.

As you were kind enough to point out, it hardly matters.

Except you let John know that you're alive and therefore me.

I don't have a dog!

And that's as modest as he gets. Pleasure to meet you.

(CONTINUES SNIFFING)

leaving Heathrow tomorrow at 6:30 in the evening for Baltimore.

He fell out of a window.

try not to punch him.

Did nobody notice the earring?

There now, we're both defrocked.

in every possible variant available to the English language.

- the Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers? - Hello, yes.

Well, now, have you been wicked, Your Highness?

Do you really think you'll have news by then?

You have no idea how much havoc I can cause

She'd applaud your choice of words.

You'll be fine in the morning. Just sleep.

He's on his way.

- (WOMAN MOANS AS MESSAGE TONE) - What was that?

I've lost him. I don't know what...

Which was his big mistake.

- That's her, isn't it? - Show me the rest of her.

I know one of the policemen. Well, I know what he likes.

(Family Weeping)

your pupils dilated

- about the aluminium crutch. - Thank you.

Better check it, Dr. Watson.

Oh, he's good, isn't he? I should have him on a leash.

- Is she back in London? - No.

If they've guessed you've got it, they'll be watching you.

(INHALES DEEPLY)

Mrs. Hudson has been attacked by an American,

In fact, you're seeing him this very night and giving him a gift