Of course we knew that Sherlock never killed Magnussen for Mary but it is nice to get it repeatedly confirmed at SDCC. In this SDCC interview Mark and Steven are asked about Sherlock dealing with the Magnussen murder and Steven answers:
“There was nothing else for him to do to win this particular game of chess other than to kick the board over so he did it. He did it for his friend.”
And in order to remove any lingering doubts as to who this friend is, he later adds:
“It is logically the case that if the only way out of this is to kill a bad man to save a good one, then he’d do it.”
This makes me so happy, getting the confirmation straight from the horse’s mouth after more than two years of talking until I was blue in the face to people who really believed Sherlock did this for Mary.
So I had a look at how Sherlock and John describe each other, leaving out terms like “idiot” and “annoying dick” (even if they are not used in an insulting way) and concentrating on positive descriptions. I came up with this list which surely is not comprehensive but should provide a sufficient basis:
John about Sherlock:
my best friend
the most human … human being
you were the best man
You were the best and the wisest man that I have ever known.”
“’Course you’re my best friend.”
Sherlock about John:
This is my friend, John Watson.
My friend John Watson
the bravest and kindest and wisest human being I have ever had the good fortune of knowing
one feature, and only one feature, of interest in the whole of this baffling case, and quite frankly it was the usual. John Watson.
Then I had look at how John who is supposed to love Mary talks about her. Guess what? I could not find a single positive word or expression. Nothing but negative or neutral terms and I looked at all the episodes. This is what I found:
my lying wife
the woman who’s carrying my child who has lied to me since the day I met her
my pregnant wife
Not a single term of endearment. Sherlock at least once calls her “clever” whereas for John Mary seems merely reduced to her functions: wife, assassin, client. The language is quite telling, if you ask me.
Today was a big day for Charlie and Mary. A few months before, Charlie had been in the hospital and the two had had a dismissed conversation about their remaining feelings for each other, but once he was gone from the hospital he wasn’t going to pretend as if the conversation never happened. Instead, he made a point to see her a few weeks later and ask her to take him back. It didn’t take much convincing, and soon enough they were together and happier than ever. Only a month after they’d started dating again, he asked her to move in with him. It seemed early for any usual couple, but for him it felt late. He’d missed out on years of being with her, and he was ready to take that big step with her. And today was the day she would be moving into his flat.
With help from a few of his family member, they got all of her boxes into his house before they all left, leaving the couple alone. Charlie was starting to sort through her things, placing them in orderly piles of what room each thing would go in, when he saw her struggling with a heavier box and he went over to help her. “I got it,” he said, taking it from her and setting it down on the floor. He then moved to wrap his arms around her waist, pressing a brief kiss to her lips. “I’m so happy you’re here.”