I suppose being proven right is the best gift of all. There was no genius who independently cracked the Leviathan. It was a question of copying the original team.
Watson
So that means you still might be the smartest person in the world.
I know you think that I don't like your new career.
Watson
To put it mildly.
MWMary Watson
You're right, I don't like it, but not for the reasons that you think. I'm not happy that you're a sober companion, because it never seems to make you happy.
Watson
How do you know what makes me happy?
MWMary Watson
I know because you're my daughter. After you left medicine, after what happened with Liam, I've always thought that this job was something that you picked out of, I don't know, out of a sense of duty. When you came to dinner the other night, when the two of you talked about Sherlock's work, I saw something in you. It was a spark. A sense of excitement. I haven't seen that in you in a long time. You like what he does.
Watson
Yes, okay. I enjoy it, but I'm not a detective, Mom, and I'm almost done working with Sherlock and then it's on to another client.
MWMary Watson
Will the next client make you happy? People find their paths in the strangest of ways.
As I proposed the other day, you can tell my father I've hit a bit of a rough patch. He'll keep the checks coming and you can continue to hone your skills.
Watson
I took another job this morning. I work with other therapists and I was referred to another client, so I'll be starting with him next week after you and I wrap up.
I know how invigorating you found his work. You went from being a surgeon to an addiction counselor. There's no reason you couldn't make another change. Pursue work of a more, investigative nature.
Watson
Yeah, I'm not interested in becoming an investigator. I like what I do right now.
TTherapist
Well there's the rub I'm afraid. Short of your client falling off the wagon, your "right now" is coming to an end.
Note the hands, vintage MG driving gloves. Quite expensive, but not nearly as expensive as his John Varvatos shoes. M has money. That much is obvious. He's also a recent immigrant to New York. Why did I assume he'd be in a hotel as oppose to a property he might own? Well it's quite simple, I noted a curious scent on the note that he left. I quickly realized it was, in fact, a combination of scents. Those of the high end hand soap and an even higher end mint based shampoo. Each product is used by various upscale hotels around the city but only one chain, The Bettancourt, stocks both. My attendants and I each took a Bettancourt and watched for M.
Watson
Right, that's all very impressive, but I wanna know why you shared a photo of a wanted serial killer with a bunch of kids instead of going to the NYPD.
Obviously he realized the degree to which I was assisting the British police in the hunt to find him. He zeroed in on me, made things personal. As to why I'm withholding information from the NYPD, it's quite simple. I have no intention of capturing M. I have every intention of torturing, and murdering him.
No, of course not. Conspiracy theories are pure sophistry. Large groups of people cannot keep secrets. My hobby is conspiracy theorists. I adore them as one would a barmy uncle or a pet that can’t stop walking into walls.
I know that Catherine Drummond is obsessed with her work. She prides herself on the accuracy of her profiles, but do you think she would have gone so far as to destroy a family to lend credence to one of her claims?
Watson
Did you ever consider the possibility that she lied about you in the article?
What would she have to gain? I was never revealed as the subject in the article. No one ever compared me to it. Anyway, she got a good deal right.
Watson
She predicted your drug problem. So what? You got clean. You picked up your career right where you left off, and you even made a friend, something that Catherine claimed in her article was virtually impossible. Me. I'm talking about me. Look, my point is, the only thing that anyone can predict about people with 100 percent certainty is that they'll change, and anyone who thinks otherwise is kidding themselves.
(Joan vacates her apartment after finding out that her sublet used it to shoot a pornographic movie.)
BBruce
What do you want?
Joan
I want you and Cooper to pay for all of my stuff to be put in storage until I find a new place. I also want $1,200 for that couch, because after everything it's been through in that movie, it needs to be taken out back and shot.
How are you not a total wreck right now? If my kid was taken and held for ransom, I don't know if I could keep it together. You seem quite... I don't know, Zen.
RKRhys Kinlan
I made a delivery once to Holmes at Scotland Yard. Crazy, right? Crazier still, he invites me to stay and watch him assist in the interrogation of this lunatic who'd been planting car bombs all over the city. The police knew there was another one out there, but they didn't know where it was. Holmes is in the room with the guy for, like, five minutes, figures out where the bomb is from a couple of stains on the guy's shoes. You ask why I'm not a total wreck? Because I believe in Sherlock Holmes.
(on Officer Reyes) She boxes. I can tell from her knuckles and the tape residue. Perhaps she would agree to spar with you. Give me an idea of what you might be like with an opponent in your similar weight class.
Watson
Are you sure this sudden new interest in my safety has nothing to do with watching two women engage in some foxy boxing?