" SH: ...There you go, you were right.
JW: I was right? Right about what?
SH: The police don't consult amateurs.
JW: That...was amazing.
SH: Do you think so?
JW: Of course it was. It was extraordinary, it was quite extraordinary.
SH: That's not what people normally say.
JW: What do people normally say?
SH: Piss off! "
" Mycroft: ...Bravery is by far the kindest word for stupidity, don't you think?”
“MH: In HIS mind, certainly. If you were to ask him, he'd probably say his arch-enemy. He does love to be dramatic.”
“JW: So why are you talking to ME?
SH: Mrs. Hudson took my skull.
JW: So I'm basically filling in for your skull?
SH: Relax, you're doing fine. Well?
JW: Well, what?
SH: Well - you could just sit there and...watch telly.
JW: What, you want me to come with you?
SH: I like company when I go out, and I think better when I talk aloud. The skull just attracts attention, so... Problem?”
“JW: You don't have a girlfriend, then.
SH: Girlfriend? No, not really my area.
JW: Mm. Oh, right. Do you have a...boyfriend? Which is fine, by the way.
SH: I know it's fine.
JW: So you've got a boyfriend then.
JW: Right. OK. You're unattached. Like me. Fine. Good.”
“SH: Appreciation! Applause! At long last the spotlight. That's the frailty of genius, John, it needs an audience.”
" Cabbie: ...But what's the point of being clever if you can't prove it? ”
“SH: No... No, there's something else. You didn't just kill four people because you're bitter. Bitterness is a paralytic. Love is a much more vicious motivator. Somehow, this is about your children.”
“JW: No, you didn't. That's how you get your kicks, isn't it - you risk your life to prove you're clever.
SH: Why would I do that?
JW: Because you're an idiot.
Mycroft: “He could be the making of my brother...or make him worse than ever. ”