Sherlock thoughts- Now With Bee Gees and Binary!
- Something extra-traumatic has happened to John. Feel my sinking feeling.
- Sinking feeling has sunk! That's unexpectedly Moulin Rouge.
- Whatever Moriarty is, that man's an artist. There's an element of creativity there that Sherlock doesn't necessarily share.
- Though possibly posing with all the Crown Jewels is trying a wee bit too hard.
- Ha, if Moriarty ever went to the devil, Old Nick would have the deeds to Hell tricked out from under him.
- Moriarty's pockets are full of mousetraps. And the chance of that being an innocent mint are very slim indeed.
- The two types of fan make me smile too much. I've been in fandom too long.
- Ye-eah, Kitty Riley is almost certainly evil.
- There's nothing wrong with re-hemming your favourite skirt! Or reseaming, or patching or...
- "I felt he had a special something." Moriarty's mentally writing the fanfic.
- Nope, showing off is Sherlock's oxygen- oops, that would be a contempt charge.
- "Oh go on, let me off, I'm vaguely cute and can look dead non-threatening for seconds at a time."
- I must be thick, I can't see what's in it for Moriarty.
- Waitwaitwait. NOT guilty? That's some impressive collective stupid there!
- Yeah, this is the sort of news requires tea.
- I personally would have tranked up those apples to kingdom come.
- Ah. He nobbled the jury. I feel obscurely better about that.
- He's gonna burn out your heart.
- Moriarty's beaten all secrecy. He's not the anti-Sherlock, he's the anti-Mycroft.
- A living Watson is much to be preferred.
- That's obvious- Moriarty's bored shitless. He can have anything, take everything, use everyone.
- Er, Natwest machines don't usually know your name.
- Yeah, definitely time to Summon Mycroft.
- Something tells me a shedload of hired killers aren't going to be thwarted by Rightmove.
- Can we not open unscanned envelopes, please?
- Oi! No sending the kindly teacher into hysterics!
- Please, six grand a term is about normal these days.
- You'd hide under the bed. And thwack him with something.
- Eh, at least he sprung for Quavers. And we already know Molly has a dodgy taste in men.
- Oh Molly, you are never more wonderful than when you finally stand up to the overbearing bastard.
- Handsel and Gretel are fine, Babes In The Wood is rather more alarming.
- PGPR is usually such a good thing though! It's made from castor beans, it makes chocolate all melty good.
- Mercury poisoning. You don't see what around much these days because it's really sodding visible. Surely liquid wrappers..?
- 'Ello, Sally's reckoning he's finally tipped over to the Dark Side. Yeah, the kid's reaction would make wonder too, though she is traumatised and mercury-addled.
- For the record? I would watch the shit out of Moriarty hosting Jackanory.
- Woah, wait, are the killers thinning the ranks?
- Oh, if they hurt Mrs H I'll be properly furious.
- But I don't fancy Lestrade's chances right now much either. Meep.
- Ah, Watson. Only you could pronounce "annoying dick" as "I love you."
- Wait, Lestrade didn't clear this with his boss first? WTF?
- Hello, cleaning lady in the background. Did Mycroft send you? Are you one of Irene's pretty pets?
- Er, no, Watson, you don't touch a copper, not even if he insults your Sherlock.
- John Watson: Least Hostagey hostage ever!
- Mycroft could get the charges dropped. Hell, Mycroft could probably wangle a royal pardon.
- Rich Brook again. One of Kitty Riley's victims, right?
- Wow. Definitely not the victim. Even my stream from iPlayer has apparently crashed in shock.
- Quick! Someone check IMDB!
- Run, run as fast as you can, you can't catch me I'm the gingerbread man!
- Remember, only the awesome of Molly can save you now!
- The awesome of Mycroft appears to have crapped out at a valuable moment. Moriarty never gets himself in trouble unless there's something it for him.
- Binary! Moriarty tapped it out for you while he was round!
- Mrs H! If I wasn't sure it was a way to get Watson to safety I'd be hugely upset.
- Only the solemnity and gravitas of...the Bee Gees is going to enough for this.
- That's not enough binary to do anything useful, is it?
- Ah, there we go. Moriarty likes machines, but he loves operating people.
- If there's no stopping the gunmen...
- All right, Moriarty, let's how you look in a plummeting scarf!
- Again, Sherlock begs very sweetly.
- And what kind of sword do angels have? Burning ones!
- Moriarty: Bored, lonely, and definitely not on the right meds.
- And lack of meds no longer a problem for him! Bugger!
- my heart
- Guh nuh
- Was that an Irregular knocked him down? Stopped him seeing the body?
- Nuh nuh nuh.
- Reading a redtop should probably get you chucked out of the Diogenes.
- Can I see your therapist after you, please, John?
- Your one more miracle, John. Just for you.
Well, thank fuck I baked a chocolate orange cake before the start.