Inspector Lestrade:
The sort of case that would've interested our friend Mr. Sherlock Holmes.
Dr. John Watson:
Yes, indeed.
Inspector Lestrade:
What a loss he is, Doctor. I didn't always approve of his methods but he got the best of the world as ever likely to be. Well, there were times when he even got the better of me.
Sherlock Holmes:
It's no joke when a tall man has to take a foot off his stature for several hours on end.
Sherlock Holmes:
About the chasm... I had no serious difficulty in getting out of it for the simple reason I was never in it.
Sherlock Holmes:
My dear fellow, we have a long and hard night's journey ahead of us.
Sherlock Holmes:
It was a few months later that I read with great interest your description of my death. It was excellently done, a most picturesque and exciting piece of fiction.
Dr. John Watson:
I'm certainly glad from the bottom of my heart that it was fiction.
Dr. John Watson:
I would have thought I were as trustworthy as your brother.
Sherlock Holmes:
Of course you are, Watson! But you have a kinder heart.
Sherlock Holmes:
Watson, may I occupy your couch for a few hours?
Sherlock Holmes:
[
to Lestrade] You seem to want some unofficial help. Three undetected murders in one year won't do, you know.
Dr. John Watson:
You are quite the heroine of occasion, Mrs. Hudson.
Sherlock Holmes:
There's no sign of the bullet.
Mrs. Hudson:
Oh! Excuse me, sir. Er, a moment, if you please?
Sherlock Holmes:
What is it?
[
she thrusts her tray into his hands and reaches into her pocket]
Mrs. Hudson:
I have it here. I picked it up off the carpet.
Sherlock Holmes:
Mrs. Hudson, you are becoming indispensable.
Sherlock Holmes:
How many times have you not tethered a young kid under a tree, laid up on with your rifle and waited for your bait to bring out your tiger? This empty house is MY tree and YOU are my tiger!
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