Sherlock

James Moriarty possesses the greatest criminal mind that the world has ever seen. Sherlock and John knew he wouldn't stay hidden for long, but even they never guessed the sheer scale and audacity of the crime that would propel Moriarty back into the headlines. Sherlock must fight for his reputation, his sanity and his life. But is he all he claims to be? MORE -LESS

One what? Tabloid nickname.

Remember what they told you. Don't try to be clever. No.

What's Type B? Your bedroom's just a taxi ride away. Hmm.

No? OK, my turn.

That's really not a good question. Mr Holmes!

Bank of England, Tower of London, Pentonville.

has chosen to offer no evidence whatsoever

Every hotel bedroom has a personalised TV screen.

In a world of locked rooms, the man with the key is king.

Yes, all right. Anyone?

OK.

The intruder must have been hidden inside some place.

He...made a trail for us. The boy was made to walk ahead of them.

Jim wasn't my boyfriend, we went out three times. I ended it.

When he was dying, he was always cheerful, he was lovely,

Breadcrumbs. Uh-huh. It was there when I got back.

Ah.

And soon they began to wonder, "Are Sir Boast-a-lot's stories even true?"

You want to take me to the station. Saving you the trouble of asking.

That I am what?

So, still got some friends on the force. It's Lestrade.

Big family reconciliation, now's not really the moment.

Rich Brook, an actor Sherlock Holmes hired to be Moriarty.

People like him, we know about them, we watch them.

What is it? Paramedics. Mrs Hudson's been shot.

are going to crash the world around our ears?

Go on.

I'm certainly not going to do it.

Nah.

No.

An apology.

It's what people do, don't they?

Something terrible has happened to Henry Knight; Sherlock and John investigate the truth about the monstrous creature which apparently killed their client's father. A hound from hell? What seems like fantasy in Baker Street is a very different prospect in the ultra-secret army base that looms over Dartmoor.

You never let me touch your things! Chance would be a fine thing.

Then the next morning, Bluebell was gone.

Is there any other type of breakfast on a train? The girl.

What happened when you went back to Dewer's Hollow last night?

Sounds like a good place to start. You'll come down?

if you value your lives! Take care.

Pirates? No. The Great Grimpen Minefield, they call it. Right.

I called Henry. Bet's off John, sorry. What? Bet?

He'd been sent to some secret army place. Porton Down, maybe.

"Hi, we thought we'd have a wander around your top secret weapons base."

Vienna. Vienna, that's it.

So? So?

Are you, um, rich?

He seems pretty concerned about you.

It's... it's... it's good.

Look, Sherlock, we have to be rational about this.

that's your brilliant theory. Cherchez le chien!

So?

PA? Well, live-in PA. Perfect!

That's why I took the case. "Mr Holmes, they

So you've got something to go on, then. Good luck with that.

Well, I've not been idle, Sherlock.

And then, a month ago,

Hello, brother, dear. How ARE you?

We call them Abbott and Costello.

A simple process of elimination. I saw the hound,

Maybe somebody who says "cell phone" because of

Compromising photographs and a case of blackmail threaten the very heart of the British establishment, but for Sherlock and John the game is on in more ways than one as they find themselves battling international terrorism, rogue CIA agents, and a secret conspiracy involving the British government. This case will cast a darker shadow over their lives than they could ever imagine, as the great detective begins a long duel of wits with an antagonist as cold and ruthless and brilliant as himself: to Sherlock Holmes, Irene Adler will always be THE woman. MORE -LESS

We are prepared to offer any sum of money you care to mention

It's there.

I'll let you. Boys, please... Not here.

There are many names for what she does. She prefers "dominatrix".

Pay her, now and in full.

I'll need a bit of time to get ready.

I like detective stories. And detectives.

just one and I will decorate that wall with the insides of your head.

On their way. For God's sake!

I... said... drop it!

You said he could be watching birds, but he wasn't, was he?

You'll be fine in the morning. Just sleep.

Family is all we have in the end, Mycroft Holmes!

for a couple of compromising photographs.

Everybody saying hello to each other, how wonderful!

You always say such horrible things.

She had an item in her possession, one she said her life depended on.

I am really sorry.

Composing?

Nothing I couldn't heartlessly abandon.

Who the hell knows about Sherlock Holmes? But for the record,

That was right on my bins.

I like to know people will be on my side exactly when I need them to be.

Couldn't figure it out.

I've never begged for mercy in my life.

Sherlock, this man was at the door, is the bell still not working?

It will never fly.

and scandals that could topple your whole world.

hope the contents make up for any inconvenience caused tonight.

One of a kind, the one woman who matters.