[Revealing Irene Adler's very small safe] Really hope you don't have a baby in here.
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S1 E15Unfinished Business
Please don't feel obliged to tell me that was remarkable or amazing, John's expressed that in every possible variant available to the English language.
I would have you, right here, on this desk, until you begged for mercy twice.
[A long silence in which Sherlock and Irene maintain eye contact]
...John, please can you check those flight schedules, see if I'm right?
[Looking stunned]...I'm on it, yeah.
...I've never begged for mercy in my life.
Twice.
Sentiment is a chemical defect found in the losing side.
Sentiment? What are you talking about?
You'
Oh, dear God. Look at the poor man. You don't actually think I was interested in you? Why? Because you're the great Sherlock Holmes, the clever detective in the funny hat?
No...[Takes her hand and leans in to whisper] because I took your pulse. Elevated. Your pupils dilated. I imagine John Watson thinks love’s a mystery to me, but the chemistry is incredibly simple and very destructive. When we first met, you told me that a disguise is always a self-portrait, how true of you, the combination to your safe – your measurements. [Holds up her phone] But this, this is far more intimate. This is your heart, and you should never let it rule your head. [He starts entering digits] You could have chosen any random number and walked out of here today with everything you worked for. But you just couldn't resist it, could you? I've always assumed that love is a dangerous disadvantage. Thank you for the final proof.
[She grabs his hand, desperate. Tears are starting to form]
Everything I said. It's not real. I was just playing the game.
I know. And this is just losing.
[He holds up her phone, having finally deduced her password. It reads I AM S-H-E-R LOCKED]
Are you expecting me to beg?
[Neutral] Yes.
Please. You're right, I won't even last six months.
I’m sorry about dinner.
My brother has the brain of a scientist or a philosopher, yet he elects to be a detective. What might we deduce about his heart?
I don't know.
Neither do I. But initially, he wanted to be a pirate.
[Irene Adler kneels on floor, about to be executed by terrorists. She texts Sherlock - "Goodbye, Mr Holmes" - and prepares for death. From the executioner's pocket, Sherlock's text alert for Adler is heard.]
When I say run … run!
[Sherlock bursts into the room, covered in blood, brandishing a harpoon]
Well that was tedious.
You went on the Tube like that?
None of the cabs would take me.
[Sherlock has just insulted Mrs. Hudson; she's run off in tears]
Go after her and apologise.
Apologise? Oh John, I envy you so much.
You envy me?
Your mind; it's so placid, straight-forward, barely used. Mine's like an engine, racing out of control; a rocket tearing itself to pieces, trapped on the launchpad... I need a case!
You just solved one! By harpooning a dead pig, apparently!
Oh, that was this morning. When's the next one?
Nothing on the website? [Sherlock stands and hands John a laptop showing a message on "the Science of Deduction" website]
"Dear Mr. Sherlock Holmes, I can't find Bluebell anywhere. Please, please, please can you help?"
Bluebell?
A rabbit, John!
Oh.
Ah but there's more; before Bluebell disappeared it turned luminous like a fairy according to little Kirsty, then the next morning Bluebell was gone! Hutch still locked, no sign of a forced entry. [gasps] What am I saying? This is brilliant. Phone Lestrade, tell him there's an escaped rabbit.
You serious?
It's this or Cluedo.
Ah, no! We are never playing that again.
Why not?
Because it's not actually possible for the victim to have done it, Sherlock, that's why!
It was the only possible solution!
It's not in the rules!
Well then the rules are wrong! [Doorbell rings]
Single ring.
Maximum pressure, just under a half-second.
BBoth
Client!
[After Sherlock does his signature scan on Henry Knight]
HKHenry Knight
How on earth did you notice all that?
It's not important...
Punched out holes where your ticket's been changed...
Not now, Sherlock.
Oh, please. I've been cooped up here for ages.
You're just showing off.
Of course. I am a show-off, that's what we do.
Look at me. I'm afraid, John. Afraid.
Sherlock...
I've always been able to keep myself distant. Divorce myself from feelings. But you see, body's betraying me. Interesting, yes? Emotions... grit on the lens, the fly in the ointment.
All right, Spock, just take it easy.
Why would you listen to me? I'm just your friend.
I don't have "friends"!
No. Wonder why?
Listen, what I said before John, I meant it. I don't have friends; I've just got one.
[Nods] Right. [Continues walking away]
[Calling after him] John? John! [Running after him] You are amazing, you are fantastic!
Yes, alright, don't have to overdo it.
[Lestrade and John exit the inn where Sherlock and the doctor are staying in]
You know he is actually pleased you are here? Secretly pleased.
DID.I. Lestrade
Is it? That´s nice! I suppose he likes having all the same faces back together. Appeals to his... his...
Asperger´s? [Sherlock appears and Lestrade changes the topic of conversation to the case of the hound]
I've got a theory but I need to get back into Baskerville to test it. [Pulling out phone]
How? Can't pull off the ID trick again.
Might not have to. [Puts phone to ear] Hello brother dear! How are you?
Murder weapon and the scene of the crime, all at once! Haha, oh, this case...! Thank you, Henry. It's been brilliant.
Sherlock?
What?
[Indicating Henry, who is in a state of shock] Timing!
Oh. Not good?
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