BBC/PBS Masterpiece mystery mini-series #Sherlock drops s4e2 The Lying Detective tonight.
#Sherlock has been renewed for a fifth season.
Rottentomatoes: 85%
Metacritic: 85
IMDb: 9.2
Emmys: 9 wins
***SPOILERS AHEAD***
Dolores Abernathy
Queen Elizabeth II
Cersei Lannister
Nasir Khan
Ray Donovan
John Watson
Sherlock Holmes
Sherlock Holmes is a private investigator, who often does freelance detective work for the British police. Metropolitan Police Service Detective Inspector Greg Lestrade reluctantly outsources Holmes’ services on a regular basis, as he and his department are often stumped.
Sherlock shacks up with and subsequently hires an assistant combat medic one Dr. John Watson.
Sherlock runs a website exploring the science of deduction. His brother Mycroft holds a high-ranking position within the British government and typically recruits Sherlock to assist in matters regarding national security.
Outstanding Lead Actor in a Miniseries or Movie
1 win: 2014
How fresh?
— Sherlock Holmes
“Fine. We’ll start with the riding crop.” — Sherlock Holmes
“I need to know what bruises form in the next 20 minutes. A man’s alibi depends on it. Text me.” — Sherlock Holmes
“You’re wearing lipstick. You weren’t wearing lipstick before. Sorry, you were saying?” — Sherlock Holmes
“Black, two sugars, please. I’ll be upstairs.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Oh, you’ve no idea!” — Sherlock Holmes
“Mike, can I borrow your phone? There’s no signal on mine.” — Sherlock Holmes
“I prefer to text.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Oh, thank you. Afghanistan or Iraq?” — Sherlock Holmes
“Which was it, Afghanistan or Iraq?” — Sherlock Holmes
“Ah, Molly! Coffee, thank you. What happened to the lipstick? Really? I thought it was a big improvement. Your mouth’s too small now.” — Sherlock Holmes
“How do you feel about the violin?” — Sherlock Holmes
“I play the violin when I’m thinking and sometimes I don’t talk for days on end. Would that bother you? Potential flatmates should know the worst about each other.” — Sherlock Holmes
“I did. I told Mike this morning that I must be a difficult man to find flatmate for. Now here he is, just after lunch with an old friend clearly just home from military service in Afghanistan. Wasn’t a difficult leap.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Got my eye on a nice little place in Central London. Together we ought to be able to afford it. We’ll meet there tomorrow evening, 7:00. Sorry, got to dash. I think I left my riding crop in the mortuary.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Is that what? Problem?” — Sherlock Holmes
“I know you’re an army doctor. And you’ve been invalided home from Afghanistan. I know you’ve got a brother who’s worried about you but you won’t go for him to help ’cause you don’t approve of him, possibly because he’s an alcoholic and more likely because he recently walked out on his wife. And I know that your therapist thinks your limp’s psychosomatic, quite correctly, I’m afraid. That’s enough to be going on with, don’t you think? The name’s Sherlock Holmes and the address is 221b Baker Street. Afternoon.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Anything interesting? What did you think?” — Sherlock Holmes
Yes. And I can read your military career in your face and your leg, and your brother’s drinking habits on your mobile phone. — Sherlock Holmes
“Four. There’s been a fourth. And there’s something different this time. Where?” — Sherlock Holmes
“What’s new about this one? You wouldn’t have come to get me if it wasn’t something different. Yeah. Who’s on forensics? Anderson won’t work with me.” — Sherlock Holmes
“I need an assistant. Not in a police car, I’ll be right behind.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Brilliant! Yes! Ah! Four serial suicides, and now a note. Oh, it’s Christmas. Mrs. Hudson, I’ll be late. Might need some food. Something cold will do. John, have a cup of tea, make yourself at home. Don’t wait up!” — Sherlock Holmes
“You’re a doctor. In fact, you’re an army doctor. Any good? Seen a lot of injuries, then. Violent deaths. Bit of trouble too, I bet? Want to see more?” — Sherlock Holmes
“Impossible suicides? Four of them? There’s no point sitting at home when there’s finally something fun going on!” — Sherlock Holmes
“Who cares about decent? The game, Mrs. Hudson, is on!” — Sherlock Holmes
“Okay, you’ve got questions. Crime scene. Next? What do you think? But?” — Sherlock Holmes
I’m a consulting detective. Only one in the world, I invented the job. — Sherlock Holmes
Means when the police are out of their depth, which is always, they consult me. — Sherlock Holmes
“When I met you for the first time yesterday, I said Afghanistan or Iraq. You looked surprised. I didn’t know, I saw. Your haircut, the way you hold yourself says military. And your conversation as you entered the room… Said trained at Barts, so army doctor, obvious. Your face is tanned but no tan above there wrists. You’ve been abroad, but not sunbathing. Your limp’s really bad when you walk, but you don’t ask for a chair when you stand like you’ve forgotten about it, so it’s at least partly psychosomatic. That says the original circumstances of the inquiry were traumatic, wounded in action then. Wounded in action, sun tan… Afghanistan or Iraq.” — Sherlock Holmes
“You’ve got a psychosomatic limp, of course you’ve got a therapist. Then there’s your brother. Your phone. It’s expensive, e-mail enabled, mp3 player. And you’re looking for a flatshare. You wouldn’t waste money on this. It’s a gift, then. Not one, many over time, it’s been in the same pocket as keys and coins. The man sitting next to me wouldn’t treat his one luxury item like this, so it’s had a previous owner. Next bit’s easy. You know it already. ‘Harry Watson.’ Clearly a family member who’s given you his old phone. Not your father, this is a young man’s gadget. Could be a cousin, but you’re a war hero who can’t find a place to live. Unlikely you’ve got an extended family, certainly not one you’re close to. So brother it is. Now, Clara, who’s Clara? Three kisses says it’s a romantic attachment. The expense of the phone says wife, not girlfriend. Must have given it to him recently. This model’s only six months old. Marriage in trouble then, six months on he’s just given it away. If she’d left him, he would have kept it. People do. Sentiment. No, he wanted rid of it. He left her. He gave the phone to you. That says he wants you to stay in touch. You’re looking for a cheap accommodation and you’re not going to your brother for help. That says you’ve got problems with him. Maybe you liked his wife. Maybe you don’t like his drinking.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Shot in the dark, good one though. Power connection, tiny little scuff marks around the edge of it. Every night he goes to plug it in to charge but his hands are shaking. You never see those marks on a sober man’s phone, never see a drunks’ without them. There you go. See, you were right.” — Sherlock Holmes
“The police don’t consult amateurs.” — Sherlock Holmes
“You think so?” — Sherlock Holmes
“That’s not what people normally say. Piss off!” — Sherlock Holmes
“Did I get anything wrong? Spot on, then. I didn’t expect to be right about everything.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Harry’s your sister. Sister! There’s always something.” — Sherlock Holmes
“I’m here to see detective inspector Lastrade. I was invited. I think he wants me to take a look. Always, Sally. I even know you didn’t make it home last night.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Colleague of mine, Dr. Watson. Dr. Watson, Sergeant Sally Donovan. Old friend.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Ah, Anderson. Here we are again. Quite clear. And is your wife away for long? Your deodorant told me that. It’s for men. So’s sergeant Donovan. Ooh… I think it just vaporised. May I go in?” — Sherlock Holmes
“I’m not implying anything. I’m sure Sally came round for a nice little chat, and just happened to stay over. And I assume she scrubbed your floors, going by the state of her knees.” — Sherlock Holmes
“You’ll need to wear one of these. He’s with me. I said he’s with me.” So, where are we?” — Sherlock Holmes
“May need longer.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Shut up. You’re thinking. It’s annoying.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Not much. Yes, thank you for your input.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Of course she’s not. She’s from out of town though. Intended to stay in London for one night before returning home to Cardiff. So far, so obvious. Dr. Watson, what do you think?” — Sherlock Holmes
“Of the body. You’re a medical man. They won’t work with me. Yes, because you need me.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Yeah, well, this is more fun.” — Sherlock Holmes
Perfectly sound analysis but I was hoping you’d go deeper. — Sherlock Holmes
“You know what it was, you’ve read the papers.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Victim is in her late 30’s. Professional person, going by her clothes. I’m guessing something in the media going by the frankly alarming shade of pink. Traveled from Cardiff today intending to stay in London one night. It’s obvious from the size of her suitcase.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Suitcase, yes. She’s been married for at least 10 years, but not happily. She’s had a string of lovers but none of them knew she was married. Her wedding ring. Ten years old at least. The rest of her jewelry has been regularly cleaned, but not her wedding ring. State of her marriage right there. The inside of the ring is shinier than the outside. That mean’s it’s regularly removed. The only polisjing it gets is when she works it off her finger. It’s not for work, look at her nails. She doesn’t work with her hands so what or rather who does she remove her rings for? Clearly not one lover, she’d never sustain the fiction of being single over that amount of time, so more likely a string of them. Simple.” — Sherlock Holmes
“It’s obvious, isn’t it? Dear God, what is it like in your funny little brains, it must be so boring. Her coat. It’s slightly damp. She’s been in heavy rain the last few hours. No rain anywhere in London in that time. Under her coat collar is damp too. She’s turned it up against the wind. She’s got an umbrella in her pocket but it’s dry and unused. Not just wind, strong wind, too strong to use her umbrella. We know from her suitcase that she was intending to stay over night so she must have come a decent distance, but she can;t have traveled more than two or three hours because her coat still hasn’t dried. So, where has there been heavy rain and strong wind within the radius of travel time? Cardiff.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Do you know you do that out loud? No… it’s fine.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Back of her right leg. Tiny splash marks on the right heel and calf not present on the left. She was dragging a wheeled suitcase behind her with her right hand. Don’t get that splash pattern any other way. Smallish case, going by the spread. Case that size, woman this clothes-conscious, could only be an overnight bag so we know she was staying one night.” — Sherlock Holmes
“It’s murder, all of them. I don’t know how. But they’re not suicides. They’re killings, serial killings. We’ve got ourselves a serial killer. Love those. There’s always something to look forward to.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Baker Street. Come at once if convenient. If inconvenient, come anyway.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Nicotine patch. Helps me think. Impossible to sustain a smoking habit in London these days. Bad news for brain work.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Oh, which one.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Did he offer you money to spy on me? Did you take it? Pity, we could have split the fee. Think it through next time.” — Sherlock Holmes
“The most dangerous man you’ve ever met, and not my problem right now. On my desk, the number!” — Sherlock Holmes
Because you’re an idiot. No, no, no, don’t look like that. Practically everyone is. — Sherlock Holmes
No, I think he’s brilliant enough. I love the brilliant ones. They’re all so desperate to get caught. Appreciation! Applause! At long last the spotlight. That’s the frailty of genius, John, it needs an audience. — Sherlock Holmes
“Anderson, don’t talk out loud. You lower the IQ of the whole street.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Who’d sponsor a serial killer?” — Sherlock Holmes
“Good shot.” — Sherlock Holmes
“That’s true. He was a bad cabbie. You should have seen the route he took us to get here.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Course I wasn’t. Biding my time. Knew you’d turn up. Why would I do that? Dinner?” — Sherlock Holmes
It’s not a trick. I simply observed.”— Sherlock Holmes
“Good. You’re finally asking the right questions.” — Sherlock Holmes
The world’s run on codes and ciphers, John. From the million pound security system at the bank to the pin machine you took exception to. — Sherlock Holmes
Cryptography inhabits our every waking moment. — Sherlock Holmes
“But it’s all computer generated, electronic codes, electronic ciphering methods. This is different. It’s an ancient device. Modern code-breaking methods won’t unravel it.” — Sherlock Holmes
“I need to ask some advice. You heard me perfectly. I’m not saying it again.” — Sherlock Holmes
“How would you describe me, John? Resourceful? Dynamic? Enigmatic?” — Sherlock Holmes
“Listen. This is my hard drive and it only makes sense to put things in there that are useful. Really useful. Ordinary people fill their heads with all kinds of rubbish. That makes it hard to get at the stuff that matters. Do you see?” — Sherlock Holmes
“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.” — Sherlock Holmes
Don’t know. Dangerous to jump to conclusions. Need data. — Sherlock Holmes
The art of disguise is knowing how to hide in plain sight.” — Sherlock Holmes
People don’t really go to heaven when they die, they’re taken to a special room and burned. — Sherlock Holmes
“Mycroft, I don’t do anonymous clients. I’m used to mystery at one end of my cases, both ends is too much work. Good morning.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Why? We have a police force of sorts, even a marginally secret service. Why come to me?” — Sherlock Holmes
Hardly a difficult deduction. — Sherlock Holmes
It helps me to think. — Sherlock Holmes
“Very very close, but no. You got carried away. The game was too elaborate, you were enjoying yourself too much. Oh, enjoying the thrill of the chase is fine. Craving the distraction of the game, I sympathize entirely, but sentiment? Sentiment is a chemical defect found in the losing side.” — Sherlock Holmes
Oh, do your research. I’m not a hero. I’m a high-functioning sociopath. Merry Christmas!” — Sherlock Holmes
The game is never over, John. But there may be some new players now. That’s okay. The east wind takes us all in the end. — Sherlock Holmes
The conclusion seemed inescapable. — Sherlock Holmes
“Enough. The stage is set, the curtain rises. We are ready to begin. Sometimes to solve a case, one must first solve another. An old one, very old. I shall have to go deep. Myself.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Well, thank you all for a fascinating case. I’ll send you a telegram when I’ve solved it. Watson.” — Sherlock Holmes
Not yet. These are deep waters Watson, deep waters. And I shall have to go deeper still. — Sherlock Holmes
Of course, not. That would be an appalling waste of brain space. I specialise. — Sherlock Holmes
“Hush, Watson. You’ll have to forgive Watson. He has an enthusiasm for stating the obvious which borders on mania. May I ask, how is your husband this morning?” — Sherlock Holmes
Then come, Watson, come. The game is afoot. — Sherlock Holmes
“Are you quite well, Watson?” — Sherlock Holmes
“If you’re referring to romantic entanglement, Watson, which I rather fear you are, as I have often explained before, all emotion is abhorrent to me. It is the grit in a sensitive instrument. The crack in the lens.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Watson is equally culpable. Between us, we’ve managed to botch this whole case. I give an undertaking to protect that man now he’s lying there with a dagger in his breast.” — Sherlock Holmes
“You’ll forgive me for taking precaution.” — Sherlock Holmes
“My dear Watson, you are allowing emotion to cloud your judgement.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Why? What people ,why? Because of your idiot stories?” — Sherlock Holmes
“Time has sped up. Enough chatter, let’s concentrate.” — Sherlock Holmes
Between you and me, John, I always survive the fall. Elementary, my dear Watson. — Sherlock Holmes
“But then I’ve always known I was a man out of his time.” — Sherlock Holmes
“I always know when the game is on. You know why? Because I love it.” — Sherlock Holmes
“God is a ludicrous fiction dreamt up by inadequates who abnegate all responsibility to an invisible magic friend.” — Sherlock Holmes
“Not sure I just… By the pricking of my thumbs. Intuitions are not to be ignored, John. They represent data processed too fast for the conscious mind to comprehend.” — Sherlock Holmes
Inventive, resourceful, discerning, and unconventional Sherlock Holmes is a Rational.
Dr. John Watson
Dr. John Watson recently returned from military service in Afghanistan with the Royal Army Medical Corps, and suffers from post-traumatic stress disorder. He quickly becomes entangled with Holmes and his shenanigans, and immediately begins work as his assistant.
He initiates a blog cataloging and documenting he and Sherlock’s trials and tribulations. Tragically John loses his wife Mary during a case and discontinues his working relationship with Holmes.
Outstanding Supporting Actor in a Miniseries or Movie
1 win: 2014
“Yeah, good. Very good.” — John Watson
“You just wrote ‘Still has trust issues.'” — John Watson
Nothing happens to me. — John Watson
I got shot. — John Watson
“Hmm. Ah. Are you still at Barts then?” — John Watson
“I can’t afford London on an army pension.” — John Watson
“Yeah, I’m not the John Watson.” — John Watson
“Come on, who’d want me for a flatmate?” — John Watson
Bit different from my day. — John Watson
“Uh, here, use mine. Sorry?” — John Watson
“Afghanistan. Sorry, how did you know…” — John Watson
“I’m sorry, what?” — John Watson
“You told him about me? Who said anything about flatmates?” — John Watson
“How did you know about Afghanistan?” — John Watson
“Is that it? We’ve only just met and we’re going to go look at a flat?” — John Watson
We don’t know a thing about each other. I don’t know where we’re meeting, I don’t even know your name. — John Watson
“Hello. Thank you.” — John Watson
“Of course we’ll be needing two. I looked you up on the internet last night. Found your website. The science of deduction.” — John Watson
“You said you could identify a software designer by his tie and an airline pilot by his left thumb? How?” — John Watson
“Damn my leg! Sorry, I’m so sorry. It’s just sometimes this bloody thing…” — John Watson
“Cup of tea would be lovely. Thank you. Couple of biscuits too, if you’ve got ’em.” — John Watson
Yes. Very good. Well, yes. Of course. Yes. Enough for a lifetime, far too much. — John Watson
“Oh, God, yes.” — John Watson
Sorry, Mrs. Hudson, I’ll skip the tea. Off out. — John Watson
“Yeah, where are we going?” — John Watson
“Who are you, what do you do? I’d say private detective. But the police don’t go to private detectives.” — John Watson
“What does that mean?” — John Watson
The police don’t consult amateurs. — John Watson
“Yes, how did you know?” — John Watson
“You said I had a therapist.” — John Watson
“The engraving? How can you possibly know about the drinking? I was right? Right about what?” — John Watson
“That was amazing. Of course it was. It was extraordinary. It was quite extraordinary.” — John Watson
What do people normally say? — John Watson
“Harry and me don’t get on, never have. Clara and Harry split up three months ago and they’re getting a divorce, and Harry is a drinker.” — John Watson
“Harry’s short for Harriet. Look, what exactly am I supposed to be doing here? No, seriously, what am I doing here?” — John Watson
“Would it be better if I just waited…” — John Watson
“Sorry, obvious? Of the message?” — John Watson
“What am I doing here? I’m supposed to be helping you to pay the rent.” — John Watson
“Fun? There’s a woman lying dead.” — John Watson
“Yeah. Asphyxiation, probably. Passed out, choked on her own vomit. Can’t smell any alcohol on her. It could have been a seizure. Possibly drugs.” — John Watson
“Well, she’s one of the suicides. The fourth?” — John Watson
“Brilliant. It’s not obvious to me. Fantastic.” — John Watson
You don’t seem very frightening. — John Watson
Well, thank God you’re above all that. — John Watson
“I could be wrong but I think that’s none of your business. It really couldn’t.” — John Watson
“Why? In exchange for what? Why? That’s nice of you.” — John Watson
“No. Don’t bother.” — John Watson
“No, I’m not. I’m just not interested. Who says I trust him?” — John Watson
So I’m basically filling in for your skull? — John Watson
Dreadful business, isn’t it? Dreadful. — John Watson
“And frankly, a bloody awful cabbie.” — John Watson
“No, you didn’t. That’s how you get your kicks, isn’t it? You risk your life to prove you’re clever? Because you’re an idiot. Starving.” — John Watson
Need to get a job. — John Watson
“I thought all bankers were supposed to be heartless bastards.” — John Watson
Charming. Well done. — John Watson
Boys, please. Not here. — John Watson
“I always hear ‘punch me in the face’ when you’re speaking, but it’s usually sub-text.” — John Watson
“The gunshot wound was obviously the cause of death, but there are clear indicators of consumption. Might be worth a post-mortem. We need all the information we can get.” — John Watson
That’s a lot of nonsense, isn’t it? — John Watson
“As your friend, as someone who worries about you, what made you like this?” — John Watson
“You said yourself, I have no imagination.” — John Watson
Then you would be reminded, quite forcibly, which of us is a solider and which of us a drug addict. — John Watson
I’m an army doctor, which means I can break every bone in your body while naming them. — John Watson
“Listen. I’m happy to play the fool for you. I will run along behind you like some halfwit, making you look clever, if that’s what you need. But dear God above! You will hold yourself to a higher standard. Because people need you to. Yes, because of my idiot stories.” — John Watson
“Christ, no. Yes, well, you know how it is. All you do is clean up their mess, pat them on the head. Never a word of thanks. Can’t even tell people’s faces apart.” — John Watson
“The problems of your past are your business. The problems of your future are my privilege.” — John Watson
Grounded, intrepid, unpretentious, and classy Dr. John Watson is a Guardian.
