Bbc Sherlock Quotes Novels & Stories

“You ever kill someone with this exact model?” “Yes.” “Cool. Just wanted to confirm I’m holding death in my palm.” I didn’t flinch. “You’re holding a tool. Same as a scalpel. It depends on the hands it’s in.” She snorted. “You sound like Batman.” “Is that a compliment?” “It’s an observation.” “Your hands are trembling.” “No shit, Sherlock.” I stepped behind her slowly, careful not to startle her, and placed my hands over hers. Gently. Patiently. I guided her fingers into the proper grip.

"What exactly is it that I win?" "Oh, don't play coy with me!" He chuckles. "I'm making guesses inside my head, but I can't be too sure what you mean before you tell me." My cheeks burn even more, and my frustration grows. "Fuck. You're really making me say it, huh?" "I really want to hear it." "It's humiliating..." "Not for me." "Well, no shit, Sherlock. You're having fun." His dark eyes crinkle by the corners. "You asked me out before the hockey season had started. I was still a newbie and wasn't sure whether I should focus on hockey or my degree."

*Modern Times* John POV I was shocked when Sandra said that she didn't knew batman or sherlock. When i had gathered information about her i found out that she is nuts about them Is she messing with me? "Sandra isn't batman and Sherlock are your favorite characters?" I asked. she looked at me for minute and replied "Ohhh Yah i know both them. they are my fav...i...was just messing with you!" Well her reply was hella weird. She is nothing like the information i had about her. sometimes i think she isn't Sandra but some other girl.

I pointed out to which he rolled his eyes, groaning straight after it. "No shit, Sherlock!" "I see that sarcasm becomes your forte when you are drunk." I rolled my own eyes in return. "Apologies, Missy." He shook his head slightly. "What I am trying to say here is that just like how humans sometimes need to take the help of certain recreational activities to actually feel the high, we do too. Though we don't use the same means." "Don't tell me you guys have your very own brand of molly?" My eyebrows shot up my forehead. To say the least, I was shocked.

Do you remember that? "Yes," She nodded. "I barely knew you back then." "I think I may have found Tina's drop of water," said Sherlock Holmes. "What do you mean by that?" "It's a long story, Sandra. You're very tired. I'm knackered. We both need more sleep than we need to keep on talking long into the night. We have all day Monday, and Tuesday as well, for that matter. We can't bring Tina Davis back from the grave by staying up tonight. Let's go to bed. It's getting late."

But he is. Suddenly… "Wait! You are not drugged?" I asked, helping him sit on the bed. "What? Why would I be drugged? Seriously, Emi, stop reading those fucking Sherlock novels before you end up snapping my neck, killing me and leaving my body to scavengers, " he said, annoyed. My head was hung low in shame. How embarrassing. "I am sorry. I just thought this wine was drugged so we might end up doing something we don't want... "I trailed off, laughing nervously.

He pointed at Charlie as he exclaimed, “You… you’re the kid that I felt looked very familiar to me in Tokyo!” Charlie nodded slightly before he grinned and asked him, “So, why do you think that I look very familiar to you?” Sheldon replied coldly, “Because you look like a short-lived person that I knew before. However, he has already been dead for a long time!” The expression on Charlie’s face instantly became extremely cold as he said, “Sheldon Schulz, if you kneel and slap yourself in the face now, I will assume that you did not just say that. Otherwise, I will certainly hit and destroy your mouth!”