— ... and that the photographs I'm looking for are in this room.
— OK, but how?
— So they are in this room. Thank you.
Look at those cheekbones. I could cut myself slapping that face. Would you like me to try?
— Sentiment is a chemical defect found in the losing side.
— Sentiment? What are you talking about?
— You.
— Who's after you?
— People who want to kill me.
— Who's that?
— Killers.
I think you're damaged, delusional, and believe in a higher power. In your case, it's yourself.
— You know, I was wrong about him. He did know where to look.
— For what? What are you talking about?
— The key-code to my safe.
— What was it?
— Shall I tell him? My measurements.
Do you know the big problem with a disguise, Mr. Holmes? However hard you try it is always a self-portrait.
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