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Quotes from Mr. Holmes

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    • Sherlock Holmes: I've decided to write the story down; as it was, not as John made it. Get it right, before I die.
    • Roger: You're not going to die.
    • Sherlock Holmes: I'm 93.
    • Roger: I had a great-uncle who lived to be 102.
    • Sherlock Holmes: Well done. That seals my fate. What are the odds that you would know two men who would live that long?
    • Roger: Well, I didn't actually know him.
    • [Holmes laughs]
    • [Holmes and Roger tend to some bees]
    • Roger: You ever been bitten?
    • Sherlock Holmes: Stung! Bees don't have teeth!
    • [Mrs Munro appears]
    • Mrs. Munro: You ever been bitten?
    • Sherlock Holmes: No. I have never been bit.
    • Sherlock Holmes: There seems to be an outbreak of mortality.
    • [Holmes explains a series of deductions about his last client]
    • Roger: But all that just told you he was married. How did you know he'd come to see you about his wife?
    • [smiles]
    • Sherlock Holmes: Because when you're a detective, and a man comes to see you, it's usually about his wife.
    • Sherlock Holmes: I was given a small chest containing the Watson stories, none of which I'd ever actually read. They were, as John always described them, penny dreadfuls with an elevated prose style.
    • Sherlock Holmes: Exceptional children are often the product of unremarkable parents.
    • Sherlock Holmes: A man abandoned his family and wrote his son a story. He wouldn't be the first to cloak his cowardice in a flag of sacrifice.
    • [first lines]
    • Sherlock Holmes: You shouldn't do that. Tap the glass.
    • Boy: How did you know I was going to?
    • Boy's Mother: You must forgive my son, he loves bees.
    • Sherlock Holmes: It isn't a bee, it's a wasp. Different thing entirely.
    • [last lines]
    • [explaining to his mother the same way Mr. Holmes explained to him]
    • Roger: The queen runs the colony. Drones service the queen. The workers do the work.
    • Mrs. Munro: Isn't it true...
    • Sherlock Holmes: My first foray into the world of fiction. One shouldn't leave this life without a sense of completion.
    • Sherlock Holmes: I have been alone. All my life. But with the compensations of the intellect.
    • Ann Kelmot: And is that enough?
    • Sherlock Holmes: It can be. If one is so fortunate as to find a place in the world. And another soul with whom one's loneliness can reside.
    • Dr. Barrie: What happens when you don't recall where the telephone is? Or you forget to turn off the gas? You can't live alone.
    • Sherlock Holmes: I don't live alone, I have the housekeeper!
    • Sherlock Holmes: And so ends the story about a woman who died before her time, and a man who had long outlived his.
    • Roger: I shouldn't have said what I said.
    • Mrs. Munro: Lesson there, then. Don't say everything you think.
    • Roger: She wants me to be a bootblack!
    • Roger: People always say that.
    • Sherlock Holmes: Because it's true.
    • Roger: Do *you* regret anything?
    • [with feeling]
    • Sherlock Holmes: So much.
    • Mrs. Munro: Roger!
    • Roger: She wants me to do what she does!
    • Mrs. Munro: There's no shame in what I do!
    • Roger: You complain enough about it! Always going on about how hard things are.
    • [to Holmes]
    • Roger: She can barely read!
    • [Mrs. Munro storms out of the room]
    • Sherlock Holmes: Go after her. Apologize for saying things that were meant to hurt. You were cruel! If you don't apologize, you will regret it.
    • Mrs. Munro: Your dad hated what he did for a living. Mechanic in a garage, like his dad before him. When he got called up, he said to me, "My love, I'll not spend this war "underneath the oil pan of some toff's jeep. "I'm gonna put in for the RAF." So he did. He trained. Scored high marks, got assigned to a Bristol Blenheim, Mark IV. Blown out of the sky. First time up. All his mates who worked the motor pool came home without a scratch.
    • [Holmes sees Mrs. Munro pouring kerosene on his apiary, and rushes outside]
    • Sherlock Holmes: You mustn't do that!
    • Mrs. Munro: My son won't wake. He may never wake. They sent me away till morning. You didn't even have the decency to tell me what'd happened to him!
    • Sherlock Holmes: I didn't think it would make a difference.
    • [screaming]
    • Mrs. Munro: I'm his mother! I'm his mother, and you stole him from me! He's all I had! And I've lost him now. Why wasn't it you they did it to? - It should've been you!
    • Sherlock Holmes: The bees were not to blame.
    • Mrs. Munro: They're all you care about!
    • Sherlock Holmes: No! I care about Roger. I care about him very much...!
    • [He breaks down sobbing]
    • [solving his last "case"]
    • Sherlock Holmes: The bees... didn't do it. The bees were not to blame. It was the wasps! Roger was trying to find out what was killing the bees. And he did. He found the wasps' nest. He had to stop them wiping out the bees. And so he did the worst possible thing. He tried to drown them with water from his can.
    • Mrs. Munro: How do you know it was them?
    • Sherlock Holmes: Bees leave their stings. Wasps don't. There were no stings left in Roger's face. And when they attacked, he dropped the watering can and ran up to protect the bees. There are his footprints from the apiary to the nest and back.
    • Mrs. Munro: He was trying to save the bees.
    • Sherlock Holmes: Yes.
    • [Together, they pour kerosene on the wasps' nest, and set it ablaze]
    • [waiting with Mrs. Munro outside Roger's hospital room]
    • Sherlock Holmes: There was a woman, once. I knew her less than a day. A quarter of an hour's conversation. She needed my help. She needed so desperately to be understood by someone... Me. So, I laid out the particulars of her case as I saw them... To her satisfaction, I thought. I watched her walk away. And within hours she'd ended her life. By identifying the cause of her despair with such clarity, I'd given her carte blanche to do just as she intended. I should've done whatever it took to save her. Lie to her, make up a story. Take her by the hand and hold her as she wept, and said, "Come live with me. "Let us be alone together." But I was fearful. Selfish. She's the reason I came here to my bees, so that I couldn't harm anyone ever again.
    • [pause]
    • Sherlock Holmes: I'm leaving you the house. You and Roger. House, grounds, apiary, everything within and without. And as I shan't change my mind on this point, you will see, I trust, that it will be greatly less complicated for all concerned if the two of you don't go off to somewhere like... Portsmouth.
    • [Coming into a side room in their cottage and seeing Roger staring at himself intently in a mirror, raising his eyebrows, turnin]
    • Mrs. Munro: What are you doing?
    • Roger: Trying to see if I can tell where I've been.
    • Mrs. Munro: Don't you know?
    • Roger: Mr. Holmes can tell things like that just from looking at a person.
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