Meet Your Maker

Elementary 6×12

Watson: Any advice?
Holmes: Well, I needn't remind you that the vast majority of detective work is work. The, uh, dogged drudgery of chasing down every lead, upending every chestnut shell to find that metaphorical pea.

Holmes: As far as your missing Maria goes, I, too, would much rather solve a case via a single quick deduction than by hundreds of hours of hard labor. You know, when it comes to that, I can be the most incurably lazy devil that ever stood in shoe leather.
Watson: Right. Lazy. That's you.

Chantal: The Marshals I knew said it was nearly impossible to get into the Service. They accept like one out of 20 applications. They don't recruit.

Det. Bell: What, you think I got an angel looking over my shoulder?
Chantal: You must. The question is-- who?

Holmes: Their chief problem being the wrong-headed belief that they've been forced into celibacy by an oppressive conspiracy of sexually unavailable women.

Holmes: ...you have his credit card information. Give it to us, or start packing for Guantanamo Bay. Your choice.

Holmes: Look, there are worse fates, yes, but there are better ones. The trick is knowing the right one when you see it.

Holmes: You change careers the way that most people change clothes.
Watson: Hey.
Holmes: The point being that you have to take risks in order to be the best version of yourself-- as you obviously have.

Watson: I thought we could pay them a visit in the morning. The only question is, do we show up in our normal clothes... or do we go in costume?

Det. Bell: It's a win-win-win.

Holmes: Six months notice. That's more than fair.

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