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“Well, I don’t like it; but I suppose it must be,” said I. “When do we start?”
”You are not coming.”
”Then you are not going,” said I. “I give you my word of honour — and I never broke it in my life — that I will take a cab straight to the police station and give you away unless you let me share this adventure with you.”
[…]”Well, well, my dear fellow, be it so.”
The Adventure of Charles Augustus Milverton
John: Uh, milk. We need milk.
Sherlock: I’ll get some.
John: Really?!
Sherlock: Really.
I can lie no more, I can hide no more,
Got to be true to myself.
And it feels like I am just too close to love you,
So I’ll be on my way.
Sherlock: Geek interpreter. What’s that?
John: It’s the title.
Sherlock: What does it need a title for?
John: So, nine mill…
Sherlock: Million.
John: Million, yes. Nine million for jade pin. Dragon den, black Tramway.
Sherlock: An instruction to all their London operatives.
John: Mmm.
Sherlock: A message; what they were trying to reclaim.
John: What, a jade pin?
Sherlock: Worth nine million pounds. Bring it to the Tramway, their London hideout.
All that matters to me is the work. Without that my brain rots. Put that in your blog. Or better still, stop inflicting your opinions on the world.
John: Okay, this is too much. We need to be more careful.
Sherlock: It’s got flaps … ear flaps. It’s an ear hat, John. What do you mean more careful?
Sher- No. It can’t be you…
In one of his visits to the cemetery John thinks he sees Sherlock, but he knows it can’t be him.
