Mrs Hudson: He’s more emotional, isn’t he? Unsolved case, shoot the wall! Boom, boom! Unmade breakfast, karate the fridge. Unanswered question… Well, what does he do with anything he can’t answer, John? Every time?
John Watson: He stabs it.
Mrs Hudson: Anything he can’t find the answer for, bang! It’s up there. I keep telling him, if he was any good as a detective, I wouldn’t need a new mantel!
Mrs Hudson: Or just take a look at him as a doctor. I know you’d change your mind if you did.
John Watson: Yeah, look, OK, maybe, if I get a chance.
Mrs Hudson: Do you promise?
John Watson: I’ll try, if I’m in the area.
Mrs Hudson: Promise me?
John Watson: I promise.
Mrs Hudson: Thank you. (opens the trunk revealing Sherlock in it) Well, on you go. Examine him.
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