Head cocked to the left... partial deafness in ear. First point of attack.
Sherlock Holmes
6s
Where's the inspector? He's getting his troops lined up. That could be all day.
Sherlock Holmes
3.8s
I hope you get bail by breakfast, because the boys are getting hungry.
Sherlock Holmes
2s
- Which is it to be? - Careful.
Sherlock Holmes
6.5s
What did he want? Not sure. But I don't think you're needed, Father. Not for this one.
Sherlock Holmes
2.2s
And her family, as well.
Sherlock Holmes
4.7s
He clearly felt something was coming to get him. Something did.
Sherlock Holmes
3.4s
We've one for the doctor... and one for the rope.
Sherlock Holmes
5.6s
I knew she'd been engaged. She had told me. So that's no to the opera, then?
Sherlock Holmes
1.8s
Good lad.
Sherlock Holmes
2.6s
- I don't think you do. - You're overtired.
Sherlock Holmes
24.8s
So now you're curious as to whether there's a larger game afoot. Either that or... shortly my friend will pronounce you dead and I thought I might keep him company. Your mistake is to imagine that anything earthly's led to this moment. Your error of judgment is to assume that I'm holding the brush at all. - I'm merely the channel. - My only wish is that I caught you sooner. You see, 5 lives might have been spared.
Sherlock Holmes
15.5s
Now, please tell me you have answers. All in good time, Lestrade. "All in good time"? Is this some parlor game where we guess what you're thinking? I've got a public in frenzy out there. If you don't fill me in... I'll have you in there playing Victoria and Albert quicker than a bookie's runner.
Sherlock Holmes
54.6s
As to where I am... I was, admittedly, lost for a moment between Charing Cross and Holborn. But I was saved by the bread shop on Saffron Hill... the only baker to use a certain French glaze on their loaves... a Brittany sage. The carriage forked left, then right, a telltale bump over the Fleet Conduit. And as to who you are, that took every ounce of my not inconsiderable experience. The letters on your desk are addressed to Sir Thomas Rotheram. Lord Chief Justice, tha'd be your official title. Who you really are is, of course, another matter entirely. Judging by the sacred ox on your ring... you're the head of the Temple of the Four Orders... in whose headquarters we now sit... on the northwest corner of St. James's Square, I think. As to the mystery, the only mystery is why you bothered to blindfold me at all. Yes, well, standard procedure, I suppose.
Sherlock Holmes
3.1s
I'd say the girl deserves your attention more than he.
Sherlock Holmes
8.6s
Thank heaven you're here. I'd almost run out of jokes. In another life, you'd have made an excellent criminal. And you, sir, an excellent policeman. Tomski, thank you.
Sherlock Holmes
6.5s
- You're too kind. - However, by comparison... your work in the crypt was more akin to a finger painting.