Taxi Driver quotes from Sherlock

Sherlock

Where are we?

You know exactly where we are, you know every street in London.

Sherlock

Roland-Kerr further education college. Why here?"

It's open, the cleaners are in. Thing about being a cabbie, you always know a quiet spot for a murder. I'm surprised more of us don't branch out.

Sherlock

And you just walk your victims in? How? [Taxi Driver pulls a gun on Sherlock] Oh, dull!

Sherlock

Bit of a risk, wasn't it? You took me away under the noses of about half a dozen policemen - they're not that stupid. And Mrs. Hudson will remember you.

Call that a risk? Nah. This is a risk.

Oh, I like this bit. 'Cos you don't get it yet, do you? But you're about to. I just have to do... this!

Weren't expecting that, were you? Oh, you are gonna love this.

Sherlock

Love what?

Sherlock Holmes! Look at you. Here in the flesh. That website of yours! Your fan told me about it.

Sherlock

My fan?

You are brilliant, you are - you are a proper genius. "The Science of Deduction". Now that's proper thinking. Now between you and me, sitting here, why can't people think? Doesn't it drive you mad? Why can't people just think?

Sherlock

Oh, I see. So you're a proper genius too.

Don't look it, do I? Funny little man, driving a cab. But you'll know better in a minute. Chances are, it will be the last thing you ever know.

Sherlock

Okay, two bottles. Explain.

There's a good bottle and there's a bad bottle. Take a pill from the good bottle, you live. Take a pill from the bad bottle, you die.

Sherlock

Both bottles are, of course, identical.

In every way.

Sherlock

And you know which is which.

Course I know.

Sherlock

But I don't.

Wouldn't be a game if you knew. You're the one who chooses.

Sherlock

Why should I? I've got nothing to go on. What's in it for me?

I haven't told you the best bit yet. Whatever bottle you choose, I take the pill from the other one. And then together, we take our medicine.

I won't cheat. It's your choice. I'll take whichever pill you don't. Didn't expect that, did you, Mr Holmes?

Sherlock

This is what you did? To all of them? You gave them a choice?

And now I'm giving it to you. Take a moment. Get yourself together. I want your best game.

Sherlock

It's not a game - it's chance.

I've played four times. I'm alive. It's not chance, Mr. Holmes. It's chess. It's a game of chess, with one move, and one survivor. And this - [moves one of the bottles towards Sherlock] is the move. Did I just give you the good bottle, or the bad bottle? You can choose either one. You've got to admit - as serial killers go, I'm verging on nice.

Are you ready yet, Mr. Holmes? Ready to play.

Sherlock

Play what? It's a 50-50 chance.

You're not playing the numbers - you're playing me. Did I give you the good pill, or the bad pill. Is it a bluff, double-bluff, triple-bluff?

Sherlock

It's still chance.

Four people, in a row. It's not chance.

Sherlock

It's luck.

That's genius. I know how people think. I know how people think I think. I can see it all like a map inside my head. Everyone's so stupid. Even you. Of course - maybe God just loves me.

Sherlock

Either way, you're wasted as a cabbie.

Sherlock

You risked your life four times... just to kill strangers? Why?

Time to play.

Sherlock

I am playing. This is my go. There's shaving foam behind your left ear, and no one's around to point it to you. There are traces of where it's happened before, so clearly you live alone - there's no one to tell you. But you have photographs of children. The children's mother has been cut out of the photograph - if she'd died, she's still be there. The photograph is old , but the frame is new. You think of your children, but you don't get to see them. Estranged father. She took the kids, but you still love them, and it still hurts. Oh, but there's more! Your clothes are freshly laundered, but everything you're wearing is at least three years old. Keeping up appearances, but not planning ahead. And here you are, on a kamikaze murder spree, what's that about? Ah! Three years ago, is that when they told you?

Told me what?

Sherlock

That you're a dead man walking.

So are you.

Sherlock

You don't have long. Am I right?

[taps his head] Aneurism - right in here. Any breath could be my last.

Sherlock

And because you're dying, you've just murdered four people.

I've outlived four people. That's the most fun you can have with an aneurism.

Sherlock

No. No, there's something else. You haven't killed four people because you're bitter. Bitterness is a paralytic - love is a much more vicious motivator. Somehow, this is about your children.

Oh, you are good, aren't you?

Sherlock

But how?

When I die, they won't get much, my kids. Not a lot of money in driving cabs.

Sherlock

Or serial killing.

You'd be surprised.

Sherlock

Surprise me.

I have a sponsor.

Sherlock

You have a what?

For every life I take, money goes to my kids. The more I kill, the better off they'll be. You see? Nicer than you think.

Sherlock

Who would sponsor a serial killer?

Who would be a fan of Sherlock Holmes? You're not the only person who enjoys a good murder. There's someone else out there, just like you. Except you're just a man. And he's so much more.

Sherlock

Who? What do you mean, more? Who is he? Tell me.

There's a name that no one says. I'm not saying it either. Now. Enough chatter. It's time to choose.

Sherlock

Was I right? I was, wasn't I? Did I get it right? (The cabbie is silent. Sherlock dashes the pill in frustration) OK then, tell me this - your sponsor. Who is it? The one who told you about me. I want a name.

No...

Sherlock

(places his foot on the cabbie's wound and presses down) There's still time to hurt you. Give me a name, now. A name. Now! Name him!

MORIARTY! (dies)