The Hound of the Baskervilles

Sir Hugo Baskerville:
Let loose the pack!

Sir Hugo Baskerville:
Let the hounds of Hell take me if I can't track her down!

Doctor Richard Mortimer:
But this is remarkable!

Sherlock Holmes:
Superficial. There is nothing remarkable about using one's eyes.

Sherlock Holmes:
Do you imagine that I can prevent the Powers of Darkness?

Sherlock Holmes:
This is, I think, a two-pipe problem.

[to Sir Henry Baskerville]

Sherlock Holmes:
I must insist upon one thing. Under no circumstances are you to go out onto the moors at night.

Sherlock Holmes:
Elementary, my dear Watson. Tarantulas are not from South Africa.

[last lines]

Sherlock Holmes:
It's elementary, my dear Watson, elementary... [Extending it to Watson] Muffin?

Doctor John Watson:
Thank you.

Sherlock Holmes:
I never relinquish a case!

Stapleton:
What do you expect to find down here, Mr. Holmes?

Sherlock Holmes:
What one expects to find under the ground. Bones, perhaps?

[introducing himself]

Bishop Basil Frankland:
Bishop of the Upper Isles... for what they're worth.

Sherlock Holmes:
There is more evil around us here than I have ever encountered before.

[of Sir Henry Baskerville]

Sherlock Holmes:
I warned him! What could have possessed him to come out here alone?

Sherlock Holmes:
We shall avenge his death, not mourn it.

Sherlock Holmes:
The depth a human being can sink to!

[on meeting Dr. Watson]

Bishop Basil Frankland:
I knew a Watson once, a white slaver...

Sherlock Holmes:
In a case such as this, everyone is suspect - even Sir Henry.

Sherlock Holmes:
The dagger's gone! Don't you realize what that means? Sir Henry is to die tonight!

Cecile Stapleton:
The Curse of the Hound is on you!

Sherlock Holmes:
My professional charges are upon a fixed scale. I do not vary them, except when I remit them altogether.

Sherlock Holmes:
The powers of Evil can take many forms. Remember that, Sir Henry, when you're at Baskerville Hall. Do as the legend tells and avoid the moor when the forces of darkness are exalted.

Cecile Stapleton:
When you're poor, no one wants to know you.

Sherlock Holmes:
Sir Henry, keep perfectly still... [Pointing to him] if you value your life.

Sir Henry:
I can understand someone wanting to steal a pair of boots - but one? So there it is.

Sherlock Holmes:
You had better be off. You mustn't be late for your peasant friends... I hope you enjoy their rabbit pie.