Elementary 3×3
& Holmes: Harlan Emple is indeed an acquaintance. He is, in point of fact, one of my «irregulars.»
Cpt. Gregson: One of your what?
Holmes: Irregulars. I’m your consultant, Captain; they are mine.
& Holmes: What’s the prize in your little contest?
Harlan: Well, I’m doing it mostly for the math. But, uh, $1,707,071... It’s another palindromic prime... Did I not mention the money at the station?
& Watson: Hello.
Holmes: You’ve had sex.
Watson: Excuse me?!
Holmes: I can hear it in your voice. You’ve joined paunches. Good for you, Watson. As you know, I think the act of love can be quite conducive to...
& Harlan: Oh, I work without a shirt. Sometimes makes me feel closer to the numbers.
& Harlan: Uh, this is nice, you know? Meeting another member of the team. You know, Team Sherlock. You help him, I help him...
& Holmes: Watson seems adequately sexed...
Watson: Hey.
Andrew: I was just introducing myself.
& Holmes: Your home, Watson... it’s utterly pleasant.
Watson: You say that like it’s a bad thing.
Holmes: When you told me you wanted a life of your own, I didn’t realize that you meant you wanted the same life everyone else has. But at any rate, none of my business, is it?
& Holmes: It’s-it’s good that you’re in her life now, Watson. I mean, it’s commonly believed that, um, a child benefits mostly from the presence of two parents. He— or she, in this case— can absorb certain qualities from the father— clear-eyed view of the world, capacity of rational thought, etcetera. They can also absorb certain qualities from the mother.
Watson: Excuse me, but I am not Kitty’s mother, and she sure as hell is not our child.
& Harlan: So, just to recap, I’ve spent the last few months of my life playing a game that was designed to kill me. Got to be a metaphor in there somewhere, right?
Holmes: I think the word you’re looking for is «moral.» There is a moral in there: games are for idiots.
& Harlan: Someone who’s obsessed with mathematicians?
Holmes: Mm. Perhaps he was bullied by mathematicians as a child. Or mathematicians killed his parents.
Harlan: I’m being serious!
Holmes: Serial killers who devise elaborate death traps are the stuff of pulp fiction.
& Holmes: You’re not going anywhere, Harlan. Or should I call you Mo Shellshocker? Did you honestly think I wouldn’t recognize an anagram of my own name?
Harlan: I knew I should’ve gone with «Choker Hell Moss»!
& Harlan: Every day, all over the world, math is used to trick people. Data dredging to sell pharmaceuticals. Publication bias to justify wars. In the wrong hands, math can be manipulated, abused. And I decided to do something about it... You catch people who murder other people. I catch people who murder math.
& Kitty: Me or him?
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