Sherlock2010

Mycroft Holmes:
We can't fool them now. We've lost everything. One fragment of one e-mail and months and years of planning finished.

Sherlock Holmes:
Your M.O.D. man.

Mycroft Holmes:
That's all it takes. One lonely, naive man desperate to show off, and a woman clever enough to make him feel special.

Sherlock Holmes:
You need to screen your defense people more carefully.

Mycroft Holmes:
I'm not talking about the M.O.D. man, Sherlock. I'm talking about you! A damsel in distress? In the end, are you really so obvious? Because this was textbook: The promise of love, the pain of loss, the joy of redemption, then give him a puzzle and watch him dance.