Elementary, my dear Watson. Education never ends, Watson. It is a series of lessons, with the greatest for the last. You know my method. It is founded upon the observation of trifles. My name is Sherlock Holmes. It is my business to know what other people don’t know. You see, but you do not observe. The distinction is clear. Is there any point to which you would wish to draw my attention? To the curious incident of the dog in the night-time. The dog did nothing in the night-time. That was the curious incident The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes. Man, or at least criminal man, has lost all enterprise and originality. As to my own little practice, it seems to be degenerating into an agency for recovering lost lead pencils and giving advice to young ladies from boarding-schools. Come, Watson, come! The game is afoot. Not a word! Into your clothes and come!
I am the most incurably lazy devil that ever stood in shoe leather Show Holmes a drop of water and he would deduce the existence of the Atlantic. Show it to me and I would look for a tap. That was the difference between us. Education never ends, Watson. It is a series of lessons, with the greatest for the last.

Show Holmes a drop of water and he would deduce the existence of the Atlantic. Show it to me and I would look for a tap. That was the difference between us. Holmes and Watson are on a camping trip. In the middle of the night Holmes wakes up and gives Dr. Watson a nudge. ‘Watson’ he says, ‘look up in the sky and tell me what you see.’ ‘I see millions of stars, Holmes,’ says Watson. ‘And what do you conclude from that, Watson?’ Watson thinks for a moment. ‘Well,’ he says, ‘astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, I observe that Saturn is in Leo. Horologically, I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three. Meterologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. Theologically, I see that God is all-powerful, and we are small and insignificant. Uh, what does it tell you, Holmes?’ ‘Watson, you idiot! Someone has stolen our tent!’ I am the most incurably lazy devil that ever stood in shoe leather Man, or at least criminal man, has lost all enterprise and originality. As to my own little practice, it seems to be degenerating into an agency for recovering lost lead pencils and giving advice to young ladies from boarding-schools. You know my method. It is founded upon the observation of trifles. I have always held, too, that pistol practice should be distinctly an open-air pastime; and when Holmes, in one of his queer humours, would sit in an armchair with his hair-trigger and a hundred Boxer cartridges and proceed to adorn the opposite wall with a patriotic V.R. done in bullet pocks, I felt strongly that neither the atmosphere nor the appearance of our room was improved by it. Is there any point to which you would wish to draw my attention? To the curious incident of the dog in the night-time. The dog did nothing in the night-time. That was the curious incident Education never ends, Watson. It is a series of lessons, with the greatest for the last.

Jayne, your mouth is talking. You might wanna look to that. Man walks down the street in a hat like that, you know he’s not afraid of anything. Ten percent of nothin’ is … let me do the math here … nothin’ into nothin’ … carry the nothin’ … If anyone gets nosy, just …you know … shoot ‘em. Shoot ‘em? Politely, of course. Someone ever tries to kill you, you try to kill ‘em right back! You know what the chain of command is? It’s the chain I go get and beat you with until you understand who’s in ruttin charge here. Next time you want to stab me in the back, have the guts to do it to my face. Course you couldn’t buy an invite with a diamond the size of a testicle, but I got my hands on a couple. Oh, I think you might wanna reconsider that last part. See, I married me a powerful ugly creature.