Sherlock : I know you’re an Army doctor, and you’ve been invalided home from Afghanistan. You’ve got a brother worried about you, but you won’t go to him for help, because you don’t approve of him, possibly because he’s an alcoholic, more likely because he recently walked out on his wife, and I know your therapist thinks your limp’s psychosomatic, quite correctly, I’m afraid.
Mrs Hudson: It’s a disgrace, sending your little brother into danger like that. Family is all we have in the end, Mycroft Holmes.
Little Girl: They wouldn’t let us see Grandad when he was dead. Sherlock Holmes: People don’t really go to heaven when they die.
Sherlock Holmes: Oh, you meant “spectacularly ignorant” nicely! Look, it doesn’t matter to me who’s Prime Minister, or who’s sleeping with whom– John Watson: Or that the earth goes around the sun.
Sherlock Holmes: You think I’m a vicar with a bleeding face? Irene: No, I think you’re damaged, delusional and believe in a higher power.
Sherlock : I don’t think John knows where to look. Sherlock : If I were to look at naked women I’d borrow John’s laptop.
Anderson: Now look, whatever you’re implying- Sherlock Holmes: I’m not implying anything. I’m sure Sally came round for a nice little chat, and just happened to stay over.
Sherlock : And then I phoned back and got one for myself as well. Sherlock Holmes: Phone Lestrade, tell him there’s an escaped rabbit.
Sherlock : “Dear Jim, Please will you fix it for me to get rid of my lover’s nasty sister.” “Dear Jim, Please will you fix it for me to disappear to South America.” Moriarty : Just so. Sherlock : Consulting criminal.
I’ve cut loose all those people, all those little problems. Even thirty million quid just to get you to come out and play.