Sherlock Saves Mrs Hudson _ A Scandal in Belgravia _ Sherlock

No! Oh, Sherlock! Sherlock! Don't snivel, Mrs. Hudson. It'll do nothing to impede the flight of a bullet. What a tender world that would be. Oh, please, stop it, Sherlock! I believe you have something that we want, Mr. Holmes. Then why don't you ask for it? Oh, God! I've been asking this one. She doesn't seem to know anything. But you know what I'm asking for, don't you, Mr. Holmes? I believe I do. First, get rid of your boys. Why? I dislike being outnumbered. It makes for too much stupid in the room. You two, go to the car. Then get into the car and drive away. Don't try to trick me. You know who I am. It doesn't work. Next, you can stop pointing that gun at me. So you can point a gun at me? I'm unarmed. Mind if I check? Oh, I insist. Moron. Are you all right now? Are you all right? What's going on? What the hell is happening? Mrs. Hudson's been attacked by an American. I'm restoring balance to the universe. Oh, Mrs. Hudson. My God. Are you all right? Jesus, what have they done to you? I'm just being so silly. Downstairs. Take her downstairs and look after her. It's all right. It's all right. I'll have a look at that. Are you going to tell me what's going on? I expect so now. Go. Well, Estrade, we've had a break-in at Baker Street. Send your least irritating officers in an ambulance. Oh, no, no, no, no. We're fine. No, it's the, uh, it's the burglar. He's got himself rather badly injured. A few broken ribs, fractured skull. Suspected punctured lung. He fell out of a window. Oh, it stinks. That was right on my pins. And exactly how many times did he fall out of the window? It was all a bit of a blur, Detective Inspector. I lost count.