Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll burn the heart out of you.
The murder of the old woman, all the people in the flat...
John, how nice! I was hoping it wouldn't be long. How can I help you?
- Any ideas? - Seven, so far.
- What are you doing here? - What have you done with the plans?
Nothing we can do about it.
Gottle o' gear, gottle o' gear,
Have you given Mycroft the memory stick yet?
What was the point? Why would anyone do this?
What are you doing?!
Don't say anything. It only works if I figure it out.
Ordinary people fill their heads with all kinds of rubbish.
This is a turn-up, isn't it, Sherlock?
The painting is a fake.
Yeah, that's a fair point. You know how it is.
Well, I thought it could be worth a fortune.
Look, Andrew West stole the missile plans, tried to sell them,
Sorry. Sorry!
They're both too big for him. So some kind of standard-issue uniform.
Although I have loved this,
Told his wife he was going away on a business trip and he never arrived.
Come on, we've got a bit of burglary to do.
Flabby, you'd think he led a sedentary life.
Love, it's Professor Cairns.
Why did you kill him?
- I think he wants to be distracted. - Oh...
Van Buren Supernova, so-called.
otherwise the bomber wouldn't be directing us towards it.
- What? - Nothing.
There's quite a bit of bruising around the nose and mouth.
Told her to phone you.
Brother of West's fiancée. He stole the memory stick,
Right.
Do you still have it, then - the memory stick?
Sherlock, do you want to take us through it?
Right now?
Obviously.
Tell them to get off their arses, will you? It's bloody ridiculous.
Bided his time, then upped the strength to a fatal dose.
- Has it been cleaned off? - No, there wasn't that much.
never much of a one for hoovering.
Oh, come on, proving it's just a detail. The painting is a fake.
- Doesn't it bother you? - What?
Actually, I think we've got what we came for. Excuse us.
Yes, we know that.
I've... sent you... a little puzzle.
It's a real shame. I liked her.
Oh, hell! What does that matter?!
- Stop his heart. - Who are you?
If this woman's death was suspicious, why point it up?
Well done, you.
And of course, you wouldn't be able to cherish it for very long.
Listen, you were right. You were bloody right.
What's happened?
Oh, who's this?
It was just an idea.
Please, is somebody there? Somebody help me.
- How d'you mean? - Lucky for you,
Try and remember there's a woman who might die.
the dead kid's shoes - it's all meant for you.
- You with the police? - Sort of, yeah.
I knew Westie, he was a good man.
What, like the Connie Prince murder, he arranged that?
- I wish I... - Don't mention it.
Well... then I don't know how it happened,
- Just give us a shout when you're off. - Right.
Beyond top secret.
The killer's not left us with much, just the shirt and the trousers.
...to watch you...
Can you wait here?