Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Oh God, it's a kid. - What did he say?
- I thought you didn't care about... - Doesn't mean I can't appreciate it.
Let him go...
I don't know.
She was a pretty girl, but she messed about with herself too much.
Joe...?
OK, so what has that got to do with the stiff?
What's he doing sleeping rough?
What are we looking at, Inspector?
An estate agent's photo and the bloody Greenwich pips.
What's he doing? Working his way round the world, showing off?
He had an Oyster card...
...who's sleeping with who...
Well, usually, he... must stay above it all.
I've got change, if you still want to...
- He learned us how to cut up a beast. - Taught.
He should have wrapped himself up a bit more.
- Did it. - Did it! Stabbed her!
Nope. It was revenge.
A bloody head!
It's me. Have you found anything on the South Bank between Waterloo Bridge
Why did you lie?
otherwise Mycroft's people would have heard about it.
You're enjoying this, aren't you?
What is it?
- It's not the only copy. - Oh.
You don't think I'd give up on a case like this
Limited edition - two blue stripes, 1989.
You're not going to be much use to her.
Plus the extremely suggestive fact that he just left his number under this dish.
- Are you sure about this? - I'm sure.
Who's that?
Jim Moriarty Hi
Freak, it's for you.
He didn't steal those things, Mr. Watson.
What's incredible, though, is how spectacularly ignorant he is
She lives in Cornwall.
I'm Jim Moriarty Hi
Isn't he sweet? I can see why you like having him around.
Mrs. Monkford cashes in the life insurance, and she splits it with Janus Cars.
The envelope, breaking into the other flat,
and decked her out in enough explosives to take down a house.
Or not. I have an idea where he might be going.
So why is he doing this, then?
How nice. Was she Connie's?
Kenny Prince's houseboy.
Hi. Look, get over here quickly. I think I'm onto something.
Any spare change?
He's, er... investigating away.
- I'll go round. - Who are you working for, Dzundza?
But we both know that's not quite true.
- Old block of flats. - ...caused by a faulty gas main.
or round and round the garden like a teddy bear,
came up from Brighton for a school sports tournament, drowned in the pool.
Threatened me with a knighthood... again.
the third from Yorkshire, judging by her accent.
Or, better still, stop inflicting your opinions on the world!
- Recently. - No, can't be. That's the only key.
The plans for it were on a memory stick.
I just wanted my share.
- And that's what they spread on the seat. - Who did?
Ah ... sorry, Boys! I'm sooo changeable.
Nice stationery.
Someone's gone to a lot of trouble to make it look like the same phone.
Well, that's one way of looking at it.
The tetanus is in the soil,
Hardly anything left of the place, except a strongbox.
Mmm. Can't come too soon.
- You're still hanging round him. - Yeah, well...