Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Did he? - Didn't he?

- No, what did you mean? - I've been expecting this for some time.

- Golem! - ...many are actually long dead,

- While I try and disseminate... - An outside eye, a second opinion.

A nice murder. That'll cheer you up.

According to one of her staff, Raoul de Santos,

Well, there was never any real contact.

I won't be a moment.

How do you know?

Despite what people think, we do still have a secret service.

Actual human lives! Just so I know,

You wash your hair, there's a difference.

-3 - What's brilliant? What is?!

Oh, let me guess. I get killed.

- Rev...? Who wanted revenge? - Raoul, the houseboy.

I thought of it the minute I saw the scratches on her arm,

This whole case has a distinctly Czech feeling about it.

- Poison! - What are you going on about?

Westwood. Do you know what happens if you don't leave me alone, Sherlock? To you?

God help me, I dunno how it happened, but it was an accident, I swear.

- You've been away, haven't you? - Oh, the... No, it's sunbeds, I'm afraid.

- She? - Obviously.

Sekhmet. Named after the Egyptian goddess.

- May I? - Yeah.

Beautiful, isn't it?

...takes so long to reach us...

No, no - tinted eyelashes, clear signs of taurine cream around the frown lines.

but nobody seemed to think it was important.

Ooh, it's a bit nippy out there.

Give us a chance. He was an amateur astronomer.

Well, obviously, it's not the same phone, but it's supposed to look like...

What the hell are you on about? You know I could have you

Hey, what have you done to my bloody wall?!

We've X-rayed it. It's not booby-trapped.

It's one of the deadliest poisons on the planet.

The car was hired yesterday morning by an Ian Monkford. Banker of some kind.

Raoul keeps a very clean house. You came through the kitchen door,

- Did you see it? - No.

Would you mind showing yourself and your friends out?

Which means whoever stole the memory stick can't sell it

That does it. I’m telling Dad it must be one of my... I can’t think of anything else to say.

How come the autopsy didn't pick that up?

- What's going to happen again? - Boom!

She's always getting at me, saying I weren't a real man.

- Then there's his underwear. - His underwear?

A genius - I mean, really.

He was young man, about to get married, he had debts.

Joe Harrison's flat.

You said his head was smashed in.

You're enjoying this, aren't you? this little game of ours

Quite a bit of mud caked on the soles.

I'll see if it's been reported.

Oh, sorry, love!

That wasn't very clever.

Carrying Andrew West way away from here.

I didn't know anything about that.

- The points. - Yes!

This time you have eight.

Yes, all right, all right, girls! Calm down.

But then, I suppose, that was rather the point.

Jupiter is a gas giant. Planet Earth would fit into it 11 times.

The Golem squeezes the life out of his victims with his bare hands.

- Milk, we need milk. - I'll get some.

They provide a very special service.

There's a hook on his belt... for a walkie-talkie.

Miss Prince, famous for her makeover programmes, was found dead two days ago

That's what they think, isn't it, his bosses?

- Meretricious. - And a Happy New Year.

Molly's told me all about you. You on one of your cases?

People have died That's what people do

Sherlock Holmes. Very old friend of your husband's.

good night, Vienna.