He said you had some pictures for him, as a treat.
Hey, what happened to my chair?
Important bits from the Stag Do
The siren call of old habits. How very like Uncle Rudy– though, in many ways, cross-dressing would have been a wiser path for you.
Mrs Hudson: Sherlock.
I honestly think I had dinner… with a ghost.
Sherlock: Uniform fetishist. “All the nice girls like a soldier.”
John: It’s “sailor”.
If there’s any trouble, just go. I’ll be fine.
Sherlock: Sherlock is actually a girl’s name.
John: It’s not.
Sherlock: It was worth a try.
John: We’re not naming our daughter after you.
Sherlock: I think it could work.
Sherlock: Mycroft’s intelligence – it’s not nebulous at all. It’s specific – incredibly specific.
John: What do you mean?
Sherlock: Not an underground network, John. It’s an Underground network.