Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows (2011) - Quotes

Sherlock Holmes: [Visualizing his final fight with Moriarty; thinking; After lighting Holmes' pipe, Moriarty attacks, Holmes tries to block him, exchanging blows; Holmes starts to block and counter Moriarty's punches and punches him in the face] His advantage: My injury. My advantage: His rage Incoming assault feral... but experienced. Use his momentum to counter.

Professor James Moriarty: [Visualizing the same fight with Holmes; thinking; Moriarty takes punch from Holmes and locks his left arm while hitting Holmes' injured right shoulder; Swings Holmes into a pillar] Come now, you really think you're the only one that can play this game? Chop arm, target weakness. Follow with haymaker.

Sherlock Holmes: [Countering Moriarty's haymakers; Punches Moriarty] Ah, there we find the boxing champion of Cambridge.

Professor James Moriarty: [Blocks and catches Holmes' left arm; Blocks Holmes' right punch and jabs his injured shoulder] Competent, but predictable. Now, allow me to reply

Sherlock Holmes: [Holmes tries to kick at Moriarty's feet, he counters, and starts to overpower Holmes] Arsenal running dry, adjust strategy.

Professor James Moriarty: [Slams Holmes against a table; Twists Holmes' injured arm and shoulder] Wound taking its toll.

Sherlock Holmes: [Moriarty twists Holmes onto the railing of the balcony; Moriarty is able to hit Holmes more freely and block any desperate punches from Holmes] As I feared. Injury makes defense untenable. Prognosis: Increasingly negative

Professor James Moriarty: [Moriarty pushes Holmes over the railing, to the falls below.] Let's not waste anymore of one another's time. We both know how this ends.

Sherlock Holmes: [Smiles at Moriarty, who smiles back; thinking; As Moriarty finishes lighting his pipe, Holmes blows the embers into Moriarty's face, stunning him, allowing Holmes to grapple him and pull them both back against the railing. Just then, Watson shows up, seeing them. Holmes looks at Watson, then closes his eyes, kicking off a table and flipping both him and Moriarty over the railing.] Conclusion: Inevitable. Unless...

Sebastian Moran: [''aiming a sniper rifle at Watson''; ''sees a cannon being aimed back at him''] What are you playing at? ...That's not fair.

Professor James Moriarty: After we conclude our business here, I shall endeavor to find the most creative of endings for the good doctor and his wife.

Professor James Moriarty: Come now, did you think you are the only one who can play this game?

Professor James Moriarty: Let's not waste anymore of each other's time...we both know how this ends.

Professor James Moriarty: You see...hidden within the unconscious is an insatiable desire for conflict. So you're not fighting me...so much as you are the human condition. All I want is to own the bullets and the bandages. War, on an industrial scale, is inevitable. They'll do it themselves, within a few years. All I have to do...is wait.

Professor James Moriarty: Your clock... is ticking.

Dr. John Watson: [to Holmes, performing CPR on him] I know you can hear me, you selfish bastard!

Dr. John Watson: I'm on my honeymoon!

Dr. John Watson: [throttling Holmes] Did you kill my wife?! Did-you-just-kill-my-wife?!

Sherlock Holmes: His advantage: my injury. My advantage: his rage.

Sherlock Holmes: Bishop to Bishop eight, discovered check and incidentally, mate.

Sherlock Holmes: [''to Moriarty''] Be careful what you fish for.

Sherlock Holmes: [''dancing with Sim''] Just follow my lead.

Sherlock Holmes: If we can stop him, we shall prevent the collapse of Western civilization... No pressure.

Sherlock Holmes: [''note to Watson''] Come at once if convenient. If inconvenient, come all the same.

Sherlock Holmes: [''to Watson''] Don't dance! You know what happens when you dance.

Sherlock Holmes: [''as Watson is getting ready to shoot''] Make it count!

Sherlock Holmes: [''referring to his disguise, a great false beard''] It's so overt it's covert.

Sherlock Holmes: [to Dr. Hoffmen-Stall; ''bomb explodes; coughing''] Perhaps you have heard of me. My name is Sherlock H... H... Holmes!

Sherlock Holmes: [in need of a distraction to get the crowd out of the auction house.; Everyone gasps and looks at him, mortified; the tapestry behind him promptly bursts into flames] One million pounds! Oh, and, uh, by the way, fire!