A Scandal of Bohemia (SCAN)

WATSON: What is it to-night: morphine or cocaine? HOLMES: Well, I can strongly recommend a seven-per-cent solution of cocaine. Would you care to try it?

My mind rebels at stagnation. Give me problems, give me work, give me the most abstruse cryptogram, or the most intricate analysis, and I am in my own proper atmosphere. Then I can dispense then with artificial stimulants. But I abhor the dull routine of existence. I crave for mental exaltation. That is why I have chosen my own particular profession, or rather created it, for I am the only one in the world...

My mind rebels at stagnation.

But I abhor the dull routine of existence.

Let us consult our Continental Gazetteer.

Your cigars, you see, I was not unmindful of your return.

Would you care for some whiskey?

I am lost without my Boswell.

KING: I am the King!

Musical Interlude: "The Irene Adler Waltz"

Musical Interlude: Handel's "Art Thou Troubled?" (sung by Irene Adler)

Musical Interlude: Handel's "Art Thou Troubled?" (performed by Lorraine Saltre and John Bigelow)

She has a voice of an angel, Watson.

HOLMES: She is a lovely thing, Watson, with a face a man might die for! WATSON: "A face a man might die for"? Unusual language for you, Holmes? HOLMES: A metaphor, Watson, nothing else.

...With a face a man might die for!

She gave me a sovereign...I shall wear it on my watch-chain, in memory of the occasion.

IRENE: Good-night, Mister Sherlock Holmes...

IRENE: You are too formidable an antagonist.

HOLMES: Your Majesty has something that I shall value even more highly. KING: You have but to name it? HOLMES: This? KING: Irene's photograph? Certainly, if you wish it.

WATSON: And that was how a great scandal threaten the kingdom of Bohemia, and how the best plans of Mr Sherlock Holmes were beaten by a woman's wit. He use to sneer much at the cleverness of women, but I have not hear him do it of late; and when he speaks of Irene Adler, or when he refers to that woman, it is always under the title of the Woman. In his eyes, she eclipses the whole of her sex. It was not that he betrayed any sign of love for Irene Adler. All emotions, such as that one, are abhorrent to his cold, precise mind. He only looks on women, pathologically, as a source of motives -- clues. And yet he keeps her photograph apart -- locked up! There is but one woman to him, the beautiful Irene Adler, of dubious and questionable memory...

The Dancing Men (DANC)

The Naval Treaty (NAVA)

The Solitary Cyclist (SOLI)

Mrs Hudson, I, too, am extremely persist, especailly when I am working.

If you would excuse me, but it is my business.

There's a spirituality of the face, however...

WATSON: Really think she may be in some danger, Holmes? HOLMES: Oh, yes...

WATSON: Did I really do remarkably badly? HOLMES: Yes...

No, that will be niether useful nor necessary.

Thank you, Watson! Captial notion!

LANDLORD: Ooh, I'm not one for idle gossip, sir. HOLMES: Either am I, I prefer facts.

Everybody here will bear witness to the fact that I am acting in self-defense.

No, sir, a gentleman. Only a ruffian deals the blow with the back of the hand, a gentleman uses the straight left! And, sir, I am a gentleman.

HOLMES: It was absolutely delicious, Watson! WATSON: So I see. HOLMES: A straight left against a slogging ruffian. I emerged as you see me. WATSON: And the "slogging ruffian"? HOLMES: Mr Woodley was taken home in a cart...

**delightful chuckling**

HOLMES: Why do I worry about that word? WATSON: Which word? HOLMES: Trap...

We're talking about my hope, no my ex.pect..ation...

Umph!

There is more splendor yet to come.

Watch carefully!

The Crooked Man (CROO)

The Speckled Band (SPEC)

The Blue Carbuncle (BLUE)

The Copper Beeches (COPP)

The Greek Interpreter (GREE)

The Norwood Builder (NORW)

The Resident Patient (RESI)

The Red-Headed League (REDH)

The Final Problem (FINA)