People say there's no such thing as coincidence. Dull lives they must lead.
All my life I've been searching for distractions and you were the best distraction. And now I don't even have you because I've beaten you. And you know what? In the end, it was easy. It was easy. Now I've got to go back to playing with the ordinary people, and it turns out you're ordinary, just like all them. Ah well...
Well...here we are at last. You and me, Sherlock. And our problem...the final problem. Staying alive! It's so boring, isn't it? It's just staying.
The press will turn, Sherlock, they always turn and they'll turn on you.
— How's the hip?
— It's atrocious, but thanks for asking.
— I've seen much worse, but then I do post-mortems.
— Who's after you?
— People who want to kill me.
— Who's that?
— Killers.
— May I just apologize for the state of my little brother.
— A full-time occupation, I imagine.
I see someone who's hungry, I don't see smart. I don't see trustworthy. I'll give you a quote, if you like. Three little words. You repel me.
— What the hell are you doing here?
— Oh, nice to see you too!
— Oh! Looks like Mrs Hudson finally got to the wife in Doncaster.
— Hm. Wait until she finds out about the one in Islamabad.
— You are insane!
— You are just getting that now?