Bbc Sherlock Quotes Novels & Stories

he sat on the bed, winking at me. I smiled and scooted closer to him. "You are the best PI I know." He chuckled. "I am the only PI, you know." "Nah, Sherlock Holmes, Rick Castle, Hercule Poirot, Philip Marlowe, Nancy Drew." I listed off, my love for books and series overflowing with every word. Dad ruffled my hair, "No comparing to fictional characters, you know that." I grinned. "I know."

"Did you just see a ghost, or is the floor sticky?" "Nothing," I muttered, my voice rougher than usual, my cheeks heating up. I was suddenly, mortifyingly aware that I had probably been staring at him with the wide-eyed, vacant intensity of an absolute lunatic. "You are definitely new," she confirmed, a definite smirk playing on her lips, her eyes tracing the exact path my own had just taken. I rolled my eyes dramatically, trying to regain my composure and the brittle shield of sarcasm. "Thanks for the insight, Sherlock. I appreciate your expert deductive skills."

“NOW!” Mr Holmes burst into a sarcastic laughter that set a tensed discomfort in the room. "Are you serious ? DID YOU REALLY EXPECT ME TO GIVE OUT MY EMPIRE TO A LITTLE BRAT LIKE YOU ON A DEATH THREAT ?! You’re so pathetic. I'd rather DIE than have to burry everything I built !"

LUKE MATTHEW “WHAT ON EARTH are you saying? That is preposterous! Don’t give me this kind of disagreeable information.” “But why, Miss Cake? Is the young detective afraid of the truth now? Didn’t your father tell you that when you have eliminated all which is impossible—” “—then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth. I KNOW, DOCTOR! And it isn’t Dad; it’s from The Case-Book of Sherlock Holmes.”

About fifteen minutes into the drive, I asked, “Why so slow?” “Oh, I’m sorry. Do you feel the need, the need for… going faster?” I laughed so loudly I almost snorted and had to put both of my hands over my nose since even a baby like me recognizes the famous movie quote he almost said. “You’re a funny guy in an unassuming way.” He turned a slight shade of pink. “Yeah, well, in our line of work you have to find some way to be a little bit of a comedian, or you’ll end up in the loony bin.”

Remaining on my knees, I crawled towards her and placed my hands on her shoulders. “Breathe, love, you’re going to be…” I started to say. "Ahh..." she screamed, cutting me off. "Why would you do that?" She sneered through gritted teeth. "Shadow took control, but that doesn't matter now. What matters is that I think your water has broken." "No fucking shit Sherlock. Where did you get your detective badge? A box of cornflakes?" I shook my head as I chuckled. Even in this situation, she was being sarcastic.

“What do you think? Inside job?” “Of course,” I said almost indifferently. “What I need to know is how and why.” “Any ideas?” “A few,” I tapped the side of my head, mimicking the actor who played Hercule Poirot on the television. “Are you going to enlighten me then?” Paul demanded. “Not yet.”

"Mr. D, I don't like cliffhangers. So spit it out," I urge him. I always know that there's always a sense to what he says behind his weirdness. "Jessica, in Merchant of Venice, says that love is blind and lovers cannot see. But I'd still say it's stupid." I laugh. Mr. D is indeed versatile. Aside from his immense knowledge about art and technology, I realize he's also well-versed in literature. Thus, the famous Shakespeare's quote.

"No believe me when I saw you coming, I was taken a bit aback by your really gorgeous height, I almost asked from afar if you were like a model, I almost asked that of you Two, your matching heights, and please Aneesa, you don't know how gorgeous you look when you smile, I'm pretty sure Jeffery understands when I say your eyes sparkles when you smile… Shit! I was talking too much, shit no Sherlock, Hardy was definitely going to kill me. What part of being quiet the entire night did I not understand? But I couldn't stop talking, it was definitely the grape juice I had alongside my dinner. Definitely that. I am going to fuckin scare them with my blabbing. "You would definitely pass as one of t

“It’s never early for anything as long as you want it.” “Nice quote. Where did you hear it from?” Asher asked me as he took a sip from the cup in his hands. “Would you believe me if I told you that I just made it up on the spot?” Asher stared at me for a few seconds before bursting into laughter, and I joined in, following suit. “That’s impressive.” “Thank you,” I replied, raising my glass towards him before taking a look around the place. “You look like you’ve got something you want to say, Lorenzo.”