Sherlock Holmes (2009) - Quotes

Lord Blackwood: [Before he is to be executed] Death … is only the beginning.

Lord Blackwood: Beneath your mask of logic I sense a fragility. That worries me. Steel your mind, Holmes; or by the time you realize you made all of this possible, it'll be the last sane thought in your head.

Lord Blackwood: You and I are bound together on a journey that will twist the very fabric of nature.

Lord Blackwood: Holmes, you must widen your gaze.

Lord Blackwood: [On several occasions] You seem surprised.

Dr. John Watson: [After he and Mary come upon Holmes, who appears to have hanged himself in his rooms] Don't worry, dear- suicide's not in his repertoire, he's far too fond of himself for that.

Dr. John Watson: [After Holmes fires all ammo at Lord Blackwood] What was that about saving bullets?

Dr. John Watson: [With a goon in a stranglehold] Relax … I'm a doctor.

Dr. John Watson: [About Irene] She loves an entrance, your muse.

Dr. John Watson: [Seeing Holmes has left his revolver behind] He's left it there on purpose.

Dr. John Watson: I've been going over my notes of our exploits over the past seven months. Would you like to hear my conclusions? … I am psychologically disturbed.

Dr. John Watson: What could she possibly need? An alibi? A beard? A human canoe. She could sit on your back and paddle you up the Thames.

Dr. John Watson: [About Irene] She was the only adversary who ever outsmarted you. Twice. Made a proper idiot out of you.

Dr. John Watson: [About an empty vial, to Holmes] You do know what you're drinking is meant for eye surgery?

Dr. John Watson: [Holmes has been firing a gun in his room when Watson opens the door] Permission to enter the armory.

Sherlock Holmes: [Final line] Case reopened.

Sherlock Holmes: [At the end of the movie, when Holmes deciphers the true motive of the crime] There's nothing more elusive than an obvious fact.

Sherlock Holmes: [To Blackwood] The devil's due a soul, I'd say.

Sherlock Holmes: My journey took me somewhat further down the rabbit-hole than I'd intended and, though I dirtied my fluffy white tail, I've emerged … enlightened.

Sherlock Holmes: [To Blackwood] What a busy afterlife you're having.

Sherlock Holmes: [Wakes up naked with Adler having cuffed him spread-eagle to the bed with a pillow over his crotch. A maid comes in, sees him and shrieks; The maid runs out in disgust] Madam, I need you to remain calm. And trust me, I'm a professional. Beneath this pillow lies the key to my release.

Sherlock Holmes: Watson, what have you done?

Sherlock Holmes: [As he and Watson are confronted by Dredger and two smaller thugs, Dredger asks him if he has any problem] Meat … or potatoes?

Sherlock Holmes: [To Irene] I was simply studying your methods … should the authorities ask me to hunt you down.

Sherlock Holmes: [In unison with Watson; [Henry V|Follow your spirit and upon this charge – Cry, God for Harry, England and Saint George!] The game is afoot. ]

Sherlock Holmes: [To Watson, about him incorrectly pronouncing Blackwood dead] This is a matter of professional integrity. No girl wants to marry a doctor who can't even tell if a man's dead or not.

Sherlock Holmes: [To Mrs. Hudson; sneers] Don't touch, everything is in its proper place, as per usual … Nanny.

Sherlock Holmes: My mind rebels at stagnation. Give me problems, give me work. The sooner the better.

Sherlock Holmes: Always nice to see you, Watson.

Sherlock Holmes: [First lines; surveying a ruffian guard; voiceover; Holmes slaps the guard in the left ear; Grabs the guard by the neck, stifling his vocal cords and silencing his scream; The guard gets punched in the gut; Punches and drags the left leg; Back in real time, Holmes uses his coat to conceal himself in the shadows, and as the guard strolls past him, Holmes leaps out, does all of the above in a matter of seconds, and steals the guard's bowler hat and lantern, before taking off down the stairs.] Head cocked to the left. Partial deafness in ear. First point of attack. Two: throat; paralyse vocal chords, stop scream. Three: got to be heavy drinker. Floating rib to the liver. Four: finally, drag in left leg, fist to patella. Summary prognosis: conscious in ninety seconds, partial efficacy: quarter of an hour at best. Full faculty recovery: unlikely.