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we need to know about the state of his breath.

there's going to be a terrorist strike on London, a big one.

isn't in the habit of hanging around other people, is he?

Because it was closed before it ever opened.

- John Watson? - Hang on, who are you?

Why didn't you call the police?

- Obsessive-compulsive. - Hardly. Your client left it behind.

JOHN: That was the most ridiculous thing I've ever done.

- maybe they're going to make... - Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!

(MEN SPEAKING SERBIAN OVER RADIOS)

But you overdid it, Phillip, you and your little fan club.

Well, why isn't it on the maps?

A bungee rope, a mask, Derren Brown.

I find nothing irresistible in the hat of a well-travelled, anxious,

- I'm busy. - Oh, go on, it's been an age.

I agree, I'm the best thing that could have happened to you.

- Quite a scheme. - Colossal.

You said he was anxious?

It's not carrying explosives,

I know. I was there.

- Just trying it out. - Well, it ages you.

Oh! Ah, lovely.

There may not be time for that now.

- look at us right now. - (BUZZING)

Lurid. A case so sensational you hoped I'd be interested.

- John! - John?

(CONTINUES SPEAKING SERBIAN)

Why would an agent give his life to tell us something incredibly insignificant?

Molly. Molly Hooper? She was in on it?

You can have me arrested,

The classic headgear of Andes, it's made of Alpaca.

You pushed us all into thinking that Sherlock was a fraud,

I asked you to stop being dead.

But you don't understand the pain of it, the horror.

JOHN: You forgot to put your collar up.

adhering to the perspiration stains on the inside.

This is Tom. Tom, this is everyone.

Just trying it out.

What are you talking about?

Lord Moran, he's a Peer of the Realm.

The thrill of the chase, the blood pumping through your veins,

just hints as to the extent of his web.

Boring. Your move.

So just your brother, Molly Hooper and a hundred tramps.

It vanishes between St James's Park and Westminster.

destroy my reputation, bit by bit.

I know that face.

Oh, you bastard!

You've been letting things slide, Graham.

One word to let me know that you were alive!

I wanted you not to be dead.

- You knew how to turn it off! - There's an off switch.

MYCROFT: Sherlock, please, I beg of you.

Listen to me. I am not gay!

- RECORDING: Mind the gap. - (CHUCKLING)

- What are you doing? - I'm calling the police.

Yeah. I've moved on.

Look, if you're not going to take it seriously, Laura, you can...