Mycroft :
Do you?
Sherlock :
Do I what?
H-how did you get that?
I left it at the crime scene.
Mycroft :
"Crime scene"?
Where do you pick up these extraordinary expressions?
Do you miss him?
Sherlock :
Moriarty is dead.
Mycroft :
And yet...?
Sherlock :
His body was never recovered.
Mycroft :
To be expected when one pushes a maths professor over a waterfall.
Pure reason toppled by sheer melodrama.
Your life in a nutshell.
Sherlock :
Where do you pick up these extraordinary expressions?
(HE SNIFFS)
Sherlock :
Have you put on weight?
Mycroft :
You saw me only yesterday.
Does that seem possible?
Sherlock :
No.
Mycroft :
Yet, here I am, increased.
What does that tell the foremost criminal investigator in England?
Sherlock :
In England?
Mycroft :
You're in deep, Sherlock, deeper than you ever intended to be.
Have you made a list?
Sherlock :
Of what?
Mycroft :
Everything. We will need a list.
Good boy.
Sherlock :
No, I haven't finished yet.
Mycroft :
Moriarty may beg to differ.
(HE SIGHS)
Sherlock :
He's trying to distract me.
To derail me.
Mycroft :
Yes. He's the crack in the lens, the fly in the ointment
The virus in the data.
Sherlock :
I have to finish this.
Mycroft :
If Moriarty has risen from the Reichenbach cauldron, he will seek you out.
Sherlock :
I'll be waiting.
Mycroft :
Yes. I'm very much afraid you will.....
Mrs. Hudson :
Two days he's been like that.
Lestrade :
Has he eaten?
Mrs. Hudson :
No, not a morsel.
Lestrade :
Press are having a ruddy field day.
There's still reporters outside.
Mrs. Hudson :
Oh, they've been there all the time, I can't get rid of them.
I've been rushed off my feet making tea.
Lestrade :
Why do you make him tea?
Mrs. Hudson :
I dunno, I just sort of — do.
Lestrade :
He said, "There's only one suspect," and then he just walks away and now he won't explain.
Which is strange, because he likes that bit.
Said it was so simple I could solve it.
Mrs. Hudson :
I'm sure he was exaggerating.
Lestrade :
What's he doing, do you think?
Mrs. Hudson :
He says he's waiting.
Lestrade :
For what?
Mrs. Hudson :
The Devil.
I wouldn't be surprised.
We get all sorts here.
Well, wire me if there's any change.
Mrs. Hudson :
Yeah.
(CREAKING)
(FOOTSTEPS)
(FOOTSTEPS)
Lucifer :
Everything I have to say has already crossed your mind.
Sherlock :
Then possibly my answer has crossed yours.
Lucifer :
Like a bullet.
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