Sherlock Holmes: [after two henchmen call in Dredger, to Watson] Meat? Or potatoes? Dr. John Watson: My ten minutes are up.
Sherlock Holmes: And chambermaids were once such a liberal breed. Constable Clark: My wife's a chambermaid, sir. [uncomfortable silence] Constable Clark: Anyhow, it's a good thing she was offended, sir. Otherwise we'd never have found you. Sherlock H...
[Holmes has been firing a gun into the wall] Dr. John Watson: Permission to enter the armory? Sherlock Holmes: Granted. [He fires again] Sherlock Holmes: Watson, I am in the process of inventing a device which muffles the sound of a gunshot. [He yell...
[a chambermaid enters Irene Adler's room and screams when she sees Holmes, handcuffed naked to the bed with a pillow covering his groin] Sherlock Holmes: Madam, I need you to remain calm. And trust me, I'm a professional. Beneath this pillow, lies th...
Dr. John Watson: What of Mary? Palm Reader: M for Mary. For marriage. Oh, you will be married! Dr. John Watson: [nodding his head slowly] Go on. Palm Reader: [looking intensely at Watson's palm] Oh, I see pattern tablecloth and... Oh, china figurines...
Sherlock Holmes: What of the coffin, Lestrade? Inspector Lestrade: Well, we are in the process of bringing it up. [Holmes looks at the unmoving constables] Sherlock Holmes: Indeed? What stage of the process? Contemplative?
Irene Adler: Moriarty Sherlock Holmes: What? Irene Adler: That's his name... everyone has a weak spot and he found mine. Sherlock Holmes: What was it by the way? [Irene looked at Sherlock and Sherlock twigs that he was her weak spot]
Dredger: Cour, petit lapin, cour. Sherlock Holmes: Avec plaisir.
[Holmes picks up a gadget from the midget's workshop and it turns out to be a taser, that sends Dredger flying across the room, crushing another thug who has Watson pinned] Dr. John Watson: Holmes? What is that? Sherlock Holmes: Je ne sais pas.
Dr. John Watson: No, not you, Mary and I. You are not... Sherlock Holmes: What? Invited? Why would I be not invited to my own brother's country home, Watson? Now you are not making any sense! Dr. John Watson: You are not human!
[last lines] Sherlock Holmes: Case re-opened.
Groundskeeper: And when the dead walk... the living will fill these coffins.
Irene Adler: You'll miss me, Sherlock. Sherlock Holmes: Sadly... yes.
[Blackwood's coffin is opened] Inspector Lestrade: That's not Blackwood! Sherlock Holmes: Well, now we have a firm grasp of the obvious.
Sherlock Holmes: [ship sinking behind them] Watson, what have you done?
Sherlock Holmes: There's only at one case that intrigues me at present. The curious case of Mrs. Hudson, the absentee landlady. I've been studying her comings and goings, they appear most... sinister. Mrs. Hudson: Tea, Mr. Holmes? Sherlock Holmes: Is...
[Mrs. Hudson starts to clear space for the tea tray] Sherlock Holmes: Don't touch. Everything is in its proper place... as per usual, Nanny. [on her way out, Mrs. Hudson notices the dog laying on the floor] Mrs. Hudson: Oh, he's killed the dog. Again...
Inspector Lestrade: [From inside Blackwood's tomb] You took your time, Holmes. Sherlock Holmes: [portentously] And on the third day...
