Reginald OwenQuotes

Sherlock Holmes: Is that all you observed?

Dr. Watson: Was there anything else?

Sherlock Holmes: A hundred things.

Sherlock Holmes: What's the matter? You look worried.

Inspector Lestrade: Worried? I'm up to my neck.

Sherlock Holmes: Again?

Inspector Lestrade: Before I can begin to finish one case, I'm plunged into another.

Sherlock Holmes: That's the penalty of being smart.

Inspector Lestrade: There's been a bad business during the night. An old gentleman. You'll find it a bit of a puzzler.

Sherlock Holmes: You mean, you found it a bit of a puzzler?

Mrs. Murphy: Mr. Holmes, I'm in such a mess. Such a mess! My husband up and died without leaving me as much as a threepenny bit. It's a crying shame, Mr. Holmes, that's what it is.

Sherlock Holmes: Sit down and try to compose yourself.

Mrs. Murphy: Cut off without a farthing by an ungrateful good-for-nothing. Me! And my kind of life! No dirty dog had a better wife. I've waited on him hand to mouth, stood by his side morning, noon, and night, and what does the stinker do? He ups and kills himself and - and leaves his money to a trust. And Mr. Merrydew. Yes. And there's another stinker if I never saw another. Won't even let me have a sixpence. He won't even let me have a ha'penny, Mr. Holmes.

Dr. Watson: I'm amazed at your wasting your energies on such a morbid trifle. Who is this Merrydew?

Sherlock Holmes: London's most dangerous crook. The king of blackmailers. A gliding, slidy, venomous snake. Once in his power, he'll squeeze and squeeze until he's drained his victims dry. More than once I've had my net around him, but so far he's managed to wriggle his way out. The time has come, Watson. The time has come for Mr. Thaddeus Merrydew.

Sherlock Holmes: You came to see me professionally.

Inspector Lestrade: Well, er, unofficially.

Sherlock Holmes: I see. Heads you win, tails I lose.

Mrs. Murphy: Then you've had to take me, Mr. Holmes?

Sherlock Holmes: I'll, ahh, take up your case.

Mrs. Murphy: Mind you, it'll have to be for love.

Sherlock Holmes: Love?

Mrs. Murphy: For nix. I've noticed how you like workin for nothin'.

Sherlock Holmes: My interest is to bring the criminal to justice.

Mrs. Murphy: Well, never mind about justice, never mind about the crime. All I want is my husband's lawful money. And I want you to slap that thievin lawyers face right across, between his greasy fat chops. Good night, Mr. Holmes. I'll be seeing you and thank you kindly.

Sherlock Holmes: An angry woman is hard to pacify, so I thought an amicable discussion with you would put me in possession of certain facts with which I could prove to my client the absurdity of her claim.

Sherlock Holmes: Come, Watson; the game is afoot.

Ebenezer Scrooge: Fred! My dear nephew! How are you?

Fred: Well! Who is this?

Ebenezer Scrooge: It's me! Your Uncle Scrooge! Smile makes a difference, doesn't it?

Ebenezer Scrooge: Please let me stay!

Spirit of Christmas Present: Nonsense! You don't want to stay!

Ebenezer Scrooge: Yes, I do!

Spirit of Christmas Present: No! You don't like Christmas!

Ebenezer Scrooge: Yes! Yes, I do! I like Christmas! I LOVE Christmas! (laughs hysterically)

Ebenezer Scrooge: [calling out the window] Watch! There's an intruder in my room!

Leader of watch: Right up, sir - law and order!

Ebenezer Scrooge: [tosses them his key; to Marley's ghost] Here's the key! We'll soon see how real you are.

Jacob Marley's ghost: It was for your welfare that I made this visit, Ebenezer Scrooge.

Leader of watch: Your intruder seems to have extruded, if I may say so, governor.

Ebenezer Scrooge: He was here! He was a spirit! He must've-

Leader of watch: Of course, sir! A fine night for spirits - of one form or another, sir!

Capt. William Kidd: I'm one of nature's gentlemen, but I need polish, my good man. If I'm to improve myself...

Cary Shadwell: A gentleman only employs the term "My good man" when addressing lower servants or his inferiors, sir.

Capt. William Kidd: [sucks his teeth; sucks his teeth again] You see... ...that's why I want you. With my upbringing...

Cary Shadwell: A gentleman never sucks his teeth, sir. Many a man's social career has been ruined by less, sir.

Admiral Boom: [observes the long queue of want-to-be nannies] Ghastly looking crew, I must say!

Mr. Dawes, Sr.: [[England; Mr. Dawes stumbles over his own cane; Mr. Dawes falls backward and the rest of the Board of Directors have to catch him] While stand the banks of ], England stands — whoa, whoa...! When fall the banks of England... ENGLAND FALLS!

Uncle Albert: The other day, when it was so cold, a friend of mine went to buy some long underwear. The shopkeeper said to him, "How long you want it?" And my friend said, "Well, from about September to March.

Old Crone: Come with me, my dears. Granny'll hide you!