Sherlock, Series 3

Mycroft Holmes:
I have, by the way, a job offer I should like you to decline.

Sherlock Holmes:
I...decline your kind offer.

Mycroft Holmes:
I shall pass on your regrets.

Sherlock Holmes:
What was it?

Mycroft Holmes:
MI6. They want to place you back into Eastern Europe. An undercover assignment that would prove fatal to you in, I think, about six months.

Sherlock Holmes:
Then why don't you want me to take it?

Mycroft Holmes:
It's tempting, but on balance, you have more utility closer to home.

Sherlock Holmes:
Utility! How do I have utility?

Mycroft Holmes:
Here be dragons. [coughs on his cigarette] This isn't agreeing with me. I'm going in.

Sherlock Holmes:
[amused] You need low tar. You still smoke like a beginner.

Mycroft Holmes:
Also...your loss would break my heart.

[Sherlock chokes on his cigarette]

Sherlock Holmes:
What the hell am I supposed to say to that?!

Mycroft Holmes:
Merry Christmas?

Sherlock Holmes:
You hate Christmas.

Mycroft Holmes:
Yes. Perhaps there was something in the punch.

Sherlock Holmes:
Clearly. Go and have some more.