Sherlock Holmes (2009)

Kelly Reilly: Mary Morstan

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• Sherlock Holmes : There is a toxin, refined from the nectar of the rhododendron ponticum. It's quite infamous in the region of Turkey bordering the Black Sea for its ability to induce an apparently mortal paralysis. Enough to deceive even a medical mind as tenacious and well-trained as yours. It's known locally as...

  Mary Morstan : [noticing]  What's wrong with Gladstone?

  Sherlock Holmes : ...mad honey disease. Oh, he's just demonstrating the very effect I've just described. He doesn't mind.

• [Watson and Mary enter Baker Street to find Holmes hanging from a noose] 

  Dr. John Watson : Don't worry, dear. Suicide is not in his repertoire. He's far too fond of himself for that.

  [pokes Holmes sharply] 

  Dr. John Watson : Holmes!

  Sherlock Holmes : [wakes up]  Oh, good afternoon. I was attempting to determine the means by which Blackwood survived his execution - clearing your good name, as it were - but it had a surprisingly soporific effect, and I found myself carried off into the arms of Morpheus like a caterpillar in a cocoon.

  [to Mary] 

  Sherlock Holmes : Good afternoon, dear.

  Dr. John Watson : Get on with it, Holmes.

  Sherlock Holmes : Well, cleverly concealed in the hangman's knot was a hook... oh, my, I think my legs have fallen asleep. I should probably come down.

  Mary Morstan : John, shouldn't we help him down?

  Dr. John Watson : No, no, I hate to cut him off mid-stream. Carry on.

  Sherlock Holmes : Well, the executioner attached it to a harness which allowed the weight to be distributed around the waist and the neck to remain intact. Oh, lord, I can't feel my cheeks. Might we continue this at ground level?

  Dr. John Watson : How did you manage it, Holmes?

  Sherlock Holmes : I managed it with braces, belts and a coat-hook. Please, Watson, my tongue is going, soon I'll be of no use to you at all.

  Dr. John Watson : Worse things could happen.

• Mary Morstan : What can you tell about me?

  Sherlock Holmes : You?

  Dr. John Watson : I don't think that's...

  Sherlock Holmes : I don't know if that's...

  Dr. John Watson : Not at dinner.

  Sherlock Holmes : Perhaps some other time.

  Mary Morstan : I insist.

  Sherlock Holmes : You insist?

  Dr. John Watson : You remember we discussed this.

  Sherlock Holmes : The lady insists.

  [Holmes sits quietly a few seconds, studying Mary] 

  Sherlock Holmes : You're a governess.

  Mary Morstan : Well done!

  Dr. John Watson : Yes, well done. Shall we... Waiter?

  Sherlock Holmes : Your student... is a boy of eight.

  Mary Morstan : Charlie is seven, actually.

  Sherlock Holmes : And he's tall for his age. He flicked you with ink today.

  Mary Morstan : Is there ink on my face?

  Dr. John Watson : There's nothing wrong with your face.

  Sherlock Holmes : There are two drops on your ear, in fact. India blue is nearly impossible to wash off. Anyway, very impetuous act of that boy, but you're too experienced to react rashly, which is why the lady for whom you work lent you that necklace. Oriental pearls, diamonds, a flawless ruby... hardly the gems of a governess. However, the jewels you are not wearing tell us rather more.

  Dr. John Watson : Holmes!

  Sherlock Holmes : You were engaged. The ring has gone, but the lighter skin where it once sat suggests that you spent some time abroad, wearing it proudly. That is, until you were informed of its true and rather modest worth, at which point you broke off the engagement and returned to England for better prospects. A doctor, perhaps?

  [Mary throws her wine in Holmes' face] 

  Mary Morstan : [badly shaken]  Right on all counts, Mr. Holmes, apart from one: I didn't leave him. He died.

• Mary Morstan : It does seem a little far-fetched, though. Making all these grand assumptions based on such tiny details...

  Sherlock Holmes : Mm, that's not quite right, is it? In fact, the little details are by far the most important.

• Sherlock Holmes : The surgeon should be along shortly. He should be able to rest now.

  [turns to leave] 

  Mary Morstan : Excuse me. Is that the best you can do?

  Sherlock Holmes : Yes, for now. I must attend to my other patients.

  [leaves quickly] 

  Mary Morstan : [chasing after him till he stops]  Doctor. Doctor. Please. I know that you care for him as much as I do. This is not your responsibility, it was his choice. He'd say that it was worth the wounds.

  Sherlock Holmes : [lost for words gasping, expressing guilt then leaving abruptly] 

  Mary Morstan : [shouting after him]  Solve this. Whatever it takes.