Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- And illegal. - A bit.

- I agree. - What?

Terrorists can get into all sorts of problems unless there's an off switch.

There's nowhere he could have got off?

MARY: All right, just, John, just keep...

They'll get in the way, they always do.

SHERLOCK: It was vital that John stayed just where I'd put him

He's just done something very suspicious indeed.

- What about you? - I wasn't in bomb disposal,

- Oh. - Magazines and DVDs.

Okay. I'm late for Cath, I'll see you later.

Let me come through, please! He's my friend.

whatever this underground network of yours is up to,

MAN: Ring up more often, won't you?

Comes to us all.

- Sherlock. - Sherlock.

- Not sure about that. - Hmm?

No, no, no, no, it's obvious.

And your homeless network?

- you'd still have a future with Mary. - Yeah, I know.

I need you to give this matter

Hmm, nature? No.

- Oh, sorry, did you want to... - Uh, no, please, be my guest.

It's a legacy of the early American involvement in the Tube system.

- Don't be smart. - That takes me back.

- Well, once we've actually got engaged. - Yeah.

But you've missed his isolation.

There has to be, check again.

It's what people do, don't they?

but I'm not supposed to have a problem with that,

Oh, well, perhaps he shouldn't have done.

- It's all right. - No, he's my friend.

- Guy Fawkes, he doesn't like it. - Stay back, Zoe.

- He'll be delighted. - You think so?

And one final touch, a squash ball under the armpit.

Well, anybody who wears a hat as stupid as this

Quite the busy little bee. (CHUCKLING)

Oh, you should put that on a T-shirt.

- Molly? - Yes.

- Precisely. - (SNIFFING)

(CLOCK TICKING)

We met through friends, old-fashioned way.

There's an underground network planning an attack on London, that's all we know.

- Cough. - Oh, dear.

I'm sure there's a crying need for that.

- (EXCLAIMING) - Oh, sir, I am so, so sorry.

HOWARD: My girlfriend's a big fan of yours.

- Oh, don't be stupid. - You'd have to be an idiot

- A woman? - Yes, of course it's a woman.

I actually spoke to you.

Interesting thing, a tuxedo.

I need to get to know the place again, breathe it in.

Sounds a bit dry, I know,

the only thing remaining must be the truth.

- Mmm, no she doesn't. - She does.

If you'll have me, Mary, could you see your way, um...

Someone sent me this.

(JOHN GRUNTING)

Back to Baker Street,

Yeah. We're getting married. Well, I'm going to ask, anyway.

According to his flatmate, he's on holiday.

He's secretly pleased to see you underneath all that.

At first I thought it was just a Bible thing, you know, spam, but it's not.

Sir, I think you'll find this vintage exceptionally to your liking.

I don't know how.

Why indeed, John?

That's what people do, don't they?

I don't understand. I said I'm sorry, isn't that what you're supposed to do?

- Well, think of something. - Why do you think I know what to do?

I mean, they're just so...

Keep your eyes fixed on me.

- Oh, my God! I... I am so sorry. - (GROANING)

The bobble on the left side has been badly chewed,

- What? - You know, let the cat out of the bag.

Mary? What's wrong?

Guilt! That's all this is.

How could you be sure John would stand on that exact spot?

You always know.