Every man there go back inside or we will blow a new crater in this little moon. You’re welcome on my boat. God ain’t. Man walks down the street in a hat like that, you know he’s not afraid of anything. I’ve been under fire before. Well … I’ve been in a fire. Actually, I was fired. I can handle myself. Here lies my beloved Zoe, my autumn flower … somewhat less attractive now that she’s all corpsified and gross. Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal! Next time you want to stab me in the back, have the guts to do it to my face. Ten percent of nothin’ is … let me do the math here … nothin’ into nothin’ … carry the nothin’ … Someone ever tries to kill you, you try to kill ’em right back! First rule of battle, little one … don’t ever let them know where you are… WHOO-HOO! I’M RIGHT HERE! I’M RIGHT HERE! YOU WANT SOME O’ ME?! YEAH YOU DO! COME ON! COME ON! AAAAAH! Whoo-hoo! … ‘Course, there’re other schools of thought.
I have always held, too, that pistol practice should be distinctly an open-air pastime; and when Holmes, in one of his queer humours, would sit in an armchair with his hair-trigger and a hundred Boxer cartridges and proceed to adorn the opposite wall with a patriotic V.R. done in bullet pocks, I felt strongly that neither the atmosphere nor the appearance of our room was improved by it. Come, Watson, come! The game is afoot. Not a word! Into your clothes and come! Holmes and Watson are on a camping trip. In the middle of the night Holmes wakes up and gives Dr. Watson a nudge. ‘Watson’ he says, ‘look up in the sky and tell me what you see.’ ‘I see millions of stars, Holmes,’ says Watson. ‘And what do you conclude from that, Watson?’ Watson thinks for a moment. ‘Well,’ he says, ‘astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, I observe that Saturn is in Leo. Horologically, I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three. Meterologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. Theologically, I see that God is all-powerful, and we are small and insignificant. Uh, what does it tell you, Holmes?’ ‘Watson, you idiot! Someone has stolen our tent!’ I must apologize for calling so late, and I must further beg you to be so unconventional as to allow me to leave your house presently by scrambling over your back garden wall. Man, or at least criminal man, has lost all enterprise and originality. As to my own little practice, it seems to be degenerating into an agency for recovering lost lead pencils and giving advice to young ladies from boarding-schools. You will not apply my precept. How often have I said to you that when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth? We know that he did not come through the door, the window, or the chimney. We also know that he could not have been concealed in the room, as there is no concealment possible. When, then, did he come? Show Holmes a drop of water and he would deduce the existence of the Atlantic. Show it to me and I would look for a tap. That was the difference between us. My name is Sherlock Holmes. It is my business to know what other people don’t know.

I am the most incurably lazy devil that ever stood in shoe leather You know my method. It is founded upon the observation of trifles.

Say goodbye to these, because it’s the last time! I’m half machine. I’m a monster. First place chick is hot, but has an attitude, doesn’t date magicians. I’m afraid I just blue myself. Get me a vodka rocks. And a piece of toast.

You’re welcome on my boat. God ain’t. Jayne, your mouth is talking. You might wanna look to that. Man walks down the street in a hat like that, you know he’s not afraid of anything. Someone ever tries to kill you, you try to kill ’em right back! Psychic, though? That sounds like something out of science fiction. We live in a spaceship, dear. Am I a lion? I don’t think of myself as a lion. You might as well, though, I have a mighty roar. How did your brain even learn human speech?