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- Busy?! - Thinking. I need to think.
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You need to...? Doesn't she mean anything to you?
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You once half-killed a man because he laid a finger on her.
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- She's my landlady. - She's dying...
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you machine!
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Sod this. Sod this! You stay here if you want, on your own.
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Alone is what I have. Alone protects me.
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No, friends protect people.
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Well...
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here we are at last.
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You and me, Sherlock.
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And our problem... the final problem.