Elementary · Season 1
What do you think you're doing?
I think I'm picking the lock. Again. You keep doing this! You ask me to come over, and then you don't answer the door when I ring!
I mean, why are you picking the lock so noisily? Why not just announce the position of your cranium to an awaiting gunman?
All of history can be viewed through the lens of who stole whose maps. Each discovery, every war, the rise and fall of empires all turned on cartographic espionage.
Earlier this morning I initiated a dialogue with Mr. Cornblatt under false pretenses. You are currently speaking with Amber1776. I'm an obsequious American history major who's been fawning over his collection. I enjoy water sports and people who don't suck.
You are a honey trap.
I'm a patriot.
[to the suspect] Your family still owns land just outside the reservation, land that would be worth hundreds of millions of dollars. But only if the casino went forward. There would be hotels, restaurants--
Pawnshops, the odd money lender.
What tedium is this?
...
I'm surprised you even came down here. I thought this stuff was too boring for you.
After the events of last night, I could use the calm that a dose of routine drudgery provides.
What happened last night?
Well, we had what I considered to be a promising response to my ad. So photographs of the supposed mayhem were provided, a meeting was set, and it was all going rather well until the man revealed himself to be an undercover police officer. There was a bit of confusion, and some waving of guns.
Did you get arrested?
The appearance of a living Kitty did help my cause, and a phone call to Captain Gregson secured my release. I still maintain that it was a sound tactic. You can't judge an idea just by the results it provides.
He's painted an entire series of paintings which detail the hallucinogenic effects of ingesting large quantities of the spice.
You can get high off nutmeg?
I can't say it's a particularly satisfying experience, but yeah.
It really is quite remarkable to me. All this time we've spent together, and you remain a far more interesting person than you give yourself credit for.
My mind rebels at stagnation. Give me problems, give me work, give me the most abstruse cryptogram or the most intricate analysis and I'm in my very own atmosphere. I can dispense with old cravings and bad habits, but I abhor the dull routine of existence.
Does anyone look familiar?
Supposing someone does, he or she may have not protected my anonymity, but I will not do him or her the same discourtesy. If there are corrective measures to be taken, I shall take them myself.
Did you bring a child to work today?
Oh no, that's Mason. He's older than he looks. A bit.
Bella, Edward, Jacob...Immune to supernatural powers of the mind...Wait a minute, are you guys researching the Twilight books?!
We heard back from our friends at Everyone. They've agreed to compile a list of everyone who's received a payment from Purgatorium Incorporated since its inception last month. In exchange, they want me to compose a treatise on why the character of Bella should have ended up with Jacob rather than Edward. Apparently there's some kind of convention in town, and they want me to read my essay out loud in the lobby. Personally, I see no reason why they couldn't have come to some arrangement which involved all three of them, but that's not the position that Everyone has asked me to take.
Everyone never gets tired of embarrassing you, do they?
Humiliation is the favorite currency of the hacker.
I used to imagine that a relapse would be the climax to some grand drama. Now I think that if I were to use drugs again, it would in fact be an anticlimax. It would be a surrender to the incessant drip, drip, drip of existence.
I spent the better part of the day talking to the missing girl's friends and poking around her laptop. I applied your many and varied rules of observation and yielded a single observation: She's a brat.
Sherlock is making a smoothie in Joan's kitchen, waking her up.
You broke into my apartment?!
You break into my home all the time.
That is because you force me to!
Do you know what I haven't said to anyone in a really long time? "I love you." Isn't that the saddest thing?
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