Since you guys wanted a back story. Basically, baby ice prince Sherlock got bored, escaped the palace guards, walked into the forest and met a wizard who took his heart and put a curse on him that can only be broken by his one true love.
Sherlock on Charles Augustus Magnussen: I’ve dealt with murderers, psychopaths, terrorists, serial killers. None of them can turn my stomach like Charles Augustus Magnussen. He’s like a shark – it’s the only way I can describe him. I hate him because he attacks people who are different and preys on their secrets. He is the Napoleon of blackmail and quite simply the most dangerous man I’ve ever encountered.
Sherlock on Culverton Smith: I take it back - he is the most dangerous, the most despicable human being that I have ever encountered and this monster must be ended. That creature, that rotting thing, is a living breathing coagulation of human evil, and if the only thing I ever do in this world is drive him out of it, then my life will not have been wasted.
Sherlock on Jim Moriarty: He isn’t a man at all – he’s a spider at the center of a criminal web with a magnificent brain that I admire. He’s never disappointing and always delightfully interesting, smart, and elegant as one should come to expect from someone who has given new meaning to the phrase “clever as the Devil”. He’s insane, he’s brilliant, he’s me. Also, he’s a shortarse. I miss him.
The Blind Banker, while not many people’s favorite episode, foreshadows so much of the shows intent. Seeing Soo Lin as a Sherlock mirror is essential to understanding the subtext. Soo Lin was involved with drugs when she was young, and moved to London to have a new life. But her brother (M-Theory) has been corrupted, and he now goes by a code name, which translates to The Spider (Moriarty is frequently called a spider by Sherlock himself).But even The Spider is not the true mastermind - A female leader who lies and hides pulls the strings. Mary.
“Jim Moriarty isn’t a man at all. He’s a spider. A spider at the center of a large web. A criminal web with a thousand threads and he knows precisely how each and every one of them dances.”
Memories Are Being Recycled Using The AGRA Acronym
is nothing new under the sun.”
A.G.R.A is an Acronym for:
Study in Pink / A Scandal in Belgravia
Scandal in Belgravia / A Study in Pink
TST gave us a new acronym order on screen during Mary’s flashback in
good. I love acronyms. All the best secret societies have them.”
G.A.R.A is an
A Study in Pink
A: A Scandal in
How it Works: Callbacks/memories
from these four episodes repeat continuously in a pattern starting
with MHR and ending with TFP. It’s like a stream of consciousness on
this merely a stream of consciousness abuse?”
A: Anderson wearing a similar sweater to John in ASIP
G: The pink phone from TGG
R: Sherlock faking his death
A: Sherlock winking
G: Sherlock’s return in Series 3 is a cliffhanger
R: Flashback to TRF, Richard Brook, Sherlock’s Grave
A: Mycroft saves Sherlock from being killed by a lead pipe vs
Sherlock saving Irene from being killed with a sword
G: Trains Trains Trains. John on a train vs John on train tracks
A: Flashback to ASIP “You invaded
R: Reference to Moriarty and his
A: “I am not gay” to Mrs. Hudson vs
“I’m not actually gay” to Irene Adler
Sherlock disguised as a waiter vs. Sherlock disguised as a security
R: Moriarty’s fake kiss. Sherlock
begins to explain the fall to John
A: 13 possibilities vs 13 rows in Bond
Air plane. “I’m not lonely.” “How would you know…” vs (“Sex
doesn’t alarm me.” “How would you know…”). Sherlock’s
shadow on door when Mrs. Hudson sees him again for the first time
also happens in ASIB
G: Bomb in train car vs bomb strapped
to John in TGG
A: Anderson’s sweater similar to John’s
R: Sherlock’s explanation of the fall
to Anderson. We see Moriarty again.
A: 1:29 on the bomb
G: Bomb doesn’t go off just like the
bomb in TGG doesn’t go off
R: John asks Sherlock if he will tell
him how he survived the fall. “I asked you for one more miracle”
A: Sherlock putting on the deerstalker
and walking out to meet the press
G: TEH has a cliffhanger (Cam watching the video at the end).
A: Mrs. Hudson’s
husband. “I’m a high functioning sociopath.” Harry’s alcoholism.
Mike Stanford. “So hard not smoking.” Eyeball in cup of tea vs eyeballs in the microwave
Loss. Sorry about that one.” Reference to Sherlock faking his
“I know Ash.” vs “I know human ash.” And his partner, John Hamish
Watson.” Sherlock using sliding magnifying glass when cluing for
looks (this is a callback to TGG as well)
G: The stag
night is similar to Joe Harrison and Westie’s stag night at a bar.
Alka-Seltzer fuzz is similar to the fuzz when Sherlock is testing
blood from Janus Cars in lab. Also used in the show’s opening titles.
R: Courtroom for
MP scene vs courtroom for Moriarty’s trial
“John Hamish Watson”
“The Woman she knew.” Irene Adler. Vatican Cameos
“I have to delete something,” on the steps to Sholtos’
room vs “I’ve must have deleted it” in the beginning of TGG
where Sherlock explains he only remembers information he finds
pressure points vs Moriarty saying “Everyone has their pressure
points.” Same red writing is used on the hotel video for the jurors
as on screen during CAM’s pressure point scenes
A: John dreaming
(flashbacks) of the first time he met Sherlock in ASIP while in bed
G: John has
started riding his bike, and goes to a crack house. Joe Harrison
rides his bike and sells drugs.
A: “The Game
is on!” Anderson looking for drugs in Baker Street
R: Sherlock is a
celebrity in the newspapers
A: Janine in
Sherlock’s bedroom vs. Irene in Sherlock’s bedroom. Sherlock trying
to obtain Lady’s Smallwood’s letters about an affair from CAM’s safe
vs Sherlock trying to get pictures of an affair from Irene’s safe.
Fireplace parallels as well.
telling John he’s put on weight since getting married vs Sherlock
telling Molly she put on weight since dating Jim from IT.
explaining to John about the keycard to get in CAM’s Tower vs.
Sherlock explaining to John about Moriarty’s keycode to break into
the Tower of London.
falling backwards after being shot by Mary is similar to him falling
backwards after being drugged by Irene
G: Louis Moffat
playing young Sherlock Holmes. He was the voice of the kidnapped kid
A: Stairs from
ASIP and the hallway where John shot the cabby and saved Sherlock’s
“Off you pop”
A: “The Woman
G: John hugs
Mary vs John “hugging” Moriarty at the end of TGG
Janine in tabloids wearing the hat vs tabloid newspapers in TRF “Why
is it always the hat, John.” Beehives vs The Bee Gees (Stayin’
A: Red rose from
Irene Adler in Sherlock’s hospital room. Lestrade saying he will take
video of Sherlock in the hospital.
vanishes through window vs Joe Harrison going through a window
A: The lie
(Mary) hidden in plain sight
R: Mary faked
her death vs Sherlock faking his death.
with the parents vs Christmas at Baker Street
Watsons are about to have a domestic” vs “Did you two have a
A: Irene’s theme
is played so dramatically, it’s hard to ignore. Flashback to
Christmas with the parents.
G: The AGRA
memory stick vs the memory stick at the end of TGG. Mary’s past is
similar to Westies (top secret spy)
A: Mary saying
to John, “You don’t even know my name” vs John saying to Sherlock
in ASIP “I don’t even know your name”
lawn.” vs “Sod this”
A: “Low tar.”
“Your loss would break my heart” vs “Caring is not an
advantage. All hearts are broken in the end.”
G: “I’m not a
A: “Do your
research, I’m a high-functioning sociopath.”
G: Red laser
lights from snipers on Sherlock. Louis Moffat playing young Sherlock
A: The plane on
the tarmac vs Bond Air plane on the tarmac. “If you’re looking for
return. His face on TV screens vs his face on the TV in the cab
Montage of TAB
A: Unzipping the
G: Dressed up as
a security guard
A: Riding crop,
John meets Mycroft, “The Game is on!”
G: “Don’t make
people into heroes, John.” Bomb strapped to John. “I’ll burn the
heart out of you.”
A: Naked Irene
Adler. “Are you wearing any pants?” “This is how I want you to
killing himself on the roof
A: Sherlock and
John running through streets of London after the cab
R: John and
Sherlock handcuffed. “We are going to need to coordinate.”
Sherlock’s grave. “I asked you for one more miracle. Don’t be
dead.” “I heard you.”
A: Recreation of John and Sherlock meeting for the first time in ASIP
G: Sherlock looking out the window, “The curtain rises…”
Emelia Ricoletti shooting herself in the mouth vs Moriarty shooting
herself. Peter Ricoletti. “How could he
A: “Come when convenient…”
G: Sherlock doesn’t know how the solar system works
R: Diogenes Club
A: “I thought I looked rather enormous” vs “Putting on weight
G: “You see but you don’t observe.” “Legwork”
R: Orange pips sent to Eustace in envelop vs Breadcrumbs sent to John
in envelop. “Means death”
A: “A dead woman walking the earth” vs “you’re a dead man
walking” (Jeff Hope)
G: “The Orange pips were a reminder.”
A: Picture of Irene Adler. “You’re human.” vs “People want to
know your human.”
R: Breaking glass vs. Moriarty breaking the glass at the Tower of
A: Lestrade saying the body (Eustace) had a note vs. Jennifer Wilson
having left behind a note. Sherlock rushing down a staircase.
G: “Putting on weight?” vs “How’s the diet going?”
R: Moriarty scene at Baker Street. Emelia Ricoletti vs Peter
A: “Dead is the new sexy” vs “Brainy is the new sexy”
G: “Putting on weight?
R: Ricoletti and Moriarty.
A: The deerstalker is introduced. “You’re Sherlock Holmes. Wear the
R: Ricoletti shooing herself. A substitute corpse. “You can’t kill an idea once it’s exist” vs “you can’t kill an idea, can you?” “Molly Hooper found a body for me when I…” The waterfall
A: Sherlock looks out the window, exterior shot vs the same exterior
shot at the end of ASIB
G: Moriarty. Classified top secret with Mycroft.
A: “High functioning sociopath”
R: “I’m glad to be alive” vs “staying alive.” Moriarty’s
revenge after dying on roof
A: Sherlock stabbing the mantel vs stabbing the mantel the first time
him and John visit Baker Street
G: John blogging
R: “The spider makes his move” vs “Moriarty is a spider with a
A: “Come back, it’s the wrong thumb” vs Mrs. Hudson saying “Ugh,
G: “You see, Watson, but you don’t observe.” (Baby Rosie throwing
the toy in Sherlock’s face)
A: The Six Thatchers case from John’s blog. Using magnifying glass.
Dead body in car.
R: Moriarty flashes on screen. Black pearl vs Moriarty’s diamond in
the Tower of London
A: “Then he becomes a pirate for some reason.” vs “But
initially he wanted to be a pirate.”
G: Sherlock looking into his white microscope, testing blood vs
testing blood in Carl Power’s case. Pets are so loyal. “A noose to
hang my neck in” vs “Hanged, yes.” “Like hiding a tree in a
R: Mentions of Moriarty. Glass breaking.
A: “Tell her she’s a dead woman walking” vs “You’re a dead man
walking” (Jeff Hope)
G: The memory stick
A: Ajay falls backwards as he is drinking and lands in his room,
passed out vs Sherlock falling backwards and landing in his bed after
R: “Ammunition” vs John tells Mycroft he gave Moriarty ammunition
A: Mary drugs Sherlock vs Irene drugging Sherlock
G: Memory stick
R: A note to John
A: Plane vs Bond Air plane. “You’re at my mercy” vs “Beg for
G: The curtain rises (text to Mary)
R: Mary’s DVD’s vs “I’m a storyteller. It’s on DVD.” John’s note
to Sherlock vs Sherlock’s note to John
13 on the post-it note on the refrigerator vs. 13th
row on Bond Air plane
G: Cliffhanger with John’s note and Mary saying “Go to hell,
(The opening shot of a gun firing could fit in here as John’s gun
R: John’s therapy session with Eurus looks similar to his sessions
with Ella in TRF
A: Faith with walking cane vs John with walking cane
G: Sherlock looking out of window onto the street vs Sherlock looking
out the window watching John crossing the street
A: Flashback to John with his cane. The whole scene with Faith Smith.
Walking around London, eating, Mycroft spying on them. “Amazing”
Gun in handbag vs gun in drawer. Throwing the gun in the Thames.
R: Talk of suicide. Sherlock on the ledge of a bridge vs Sherlock on
the ledge of Bart’s Hospital
G: Sherlock shooting the wall
A: Sherlock in the boot of the car vs the dead guy in the boot of the
car in ASIB
R: Mrs. Hudson’s having a slow-motion “earthquake” with the tea
spilling vs the man at the Bank of London in TRF in slow-motion with
his tea rumbling and spilling. Handcuffs vs Sherlock and John
A: “I’m not your housekeeper!”
R: “You pretended to be dead for two years!”
A: “The game is on,” said Mrs. Hudson
R: “Thought this was some sort of trick…”
A: Hiding in plain sight. Texting Faith vs Texting Hope
R: Nurse Cornish is a big fan vs Kitty Riley being “a fan.” Both
take place in and near the restroom
A: Wear the hat. The queen, her majesty.
R: Bliss vs Domestic bliss
A: The game is on.
R: Return to Bart’s Hospital
A: Morgue with dead woman vs Morgue with “Speckled Blonde” or
Morgue scene with Irene’s fake dead body.
R: Culverton’s keys vs Moriarty’s keycode. They can both go anywhere
A: Faith with walking cane. John leaves behind his walking cane as he
did in ASIP. Mycroft sends car to pick up John. Mycroft looking for
drugs vs Lestrade looking for drugs at Baker Street. John deduces
there is a secret brother vs Sherlock deducing John’s sister
R: Mary’s DVD vs Moriarty’s DVD
A: John rushes to save Sherlock from killing himself
R: “Off you pop.” John uses a fire extinguisher to break down the
door vs Moriarty using a fire extinguisher to break the glass at the
Tower of London. “There must be something comforting about three”
vs “Your three friends in the whole world will die.” Molly is the
A: Irene’s text message. Sherlock wearing the hat
R: The “Miss Me” in black light vs “Help Us” in black light.
John in therapy. Eurus with gun on John = Moriarty’s snipers on John
A: Eye opens vs. John’s eye opening in ASIP
G: TLD left us with a cliffhanger, and John in danger
A: Bond Air plane with sleeping/dead people and the same child
R: Moriarty’s voice “Welcome to The Final Problem.”
A: “John might like to call his daughter vs Why would Jennifer Wilson still care about her daughter
G: The bomb at Baker Street
A: “The pirate.” vs “But initially he wanted to be a pirate.”
R: The guards and the security cameras. Sherrinford Prison =
Pentonville Prison. Sherlock walks into Eurus’ cell while she plays
the violin, her back is turned vs Moriarty walking into Baker Street
as Sherlock plays the violin, his back is turned. Moriarty says Bach
would be appalled vs Eurus saying “Not Bach, play you.”
A: Sherlock plays Irene’s theme. Vatican Cameos.
R: Moriarty with head phones and dancing vs the entire sequence of
him at the Tower of London with the Crown Jewels. The guards
escorting him. The security cameras are similar.
A: Christmas. Moriarty.
R: Five minutes between Sherlock and Moriarty. Moriarty in front of
the glass cell vs Moriarty in front of the glass with the Crown
Jewels. Sherlock and Moriarty shown next to each other in a cell in
A: Little girl on plane
R: Moriarty’s Final Problem
A: Little girl on the plane
G: Moriarty going “Choo Choo…” trains and more trains
A: The walls of the second room are red and gray, and similar to the
walls where Jennifer Wilson was found dead.
A: Bond Air plane and little girl. John says Irene Adler loves
G: Molly’s “I love you,” scene is set up like the scene in TGG
with the painting and the Super Nova.
R: Moriarty. “Took her only five minutes to do this to us.”
A: Little Eurus in John’s sweater from ASIP
Little girl on the plane says, “You mean where the driver
is?” vs John talking to the train guy in TGG: “What about the
“They’ve gotta live with it, haven’t they?”
R: Moriarty’s revenge
A: The plane!
R: Time to solve the final problem
A: Young Eurus wearing John’s sweater from ASIP
G: Shot of pool from the TGG
A: Young Eurus in John’s sweater from ASIP
R: Gravestones. Cemetery vs the cemetery at the end of TRF. Arresting
Eurus vs arresting Moriarty.
A: John in shock blanket. Lestrade saying his line “He’s a good
one.” Shot of Sherlock opening the body bag and John in bed from
ASIP. “You know where to find me…” text.
G: Sherlock shooting the wall
A: Sherlock stabbing the mantel
The Lost Special: The pattern ends with Sherlock shooting the wall and stabbing the
mantel. Mrs. Hudson told us what these two actions mean. The case is
still unsolved and there are still unanswered questions.
More on The Blind Banker; Soo Lin (a mirror for Sherlock) is approached by a young man, who asks her out on a date. Even though Soo Lin seems reserved, it’s obvious thatshe returns his interest. She would have gladly said yes would it have not been for her brother, The Spider (Moriarty and Mycroft - read M-Theory). Sherlock did have a great interest in John (which spirals into love) when they only just met, but he was afraid of being hurt.
Molly looked up from the disassembled electronics at him, eyes instantly widening.
“Jim! Oh My god!” She squeaked, “What are you doing here?”
“You said your computer broke down.” Jim said “I thought you wanted me to fix it.”
“No! I just wanted you tell me how!” Molly exclaimed, running around the metal table (and Jim) to the door, peering outside in both directions, and then slamming it shut after she had made sure nobody had seen, “You can’t be here.”
“Why not?” Jim asked in (mock) disbelief, (genuinely) taken aback.
“Because,” Molly began, “Because you well you know exactly why!”
“No I don’t.” Jim shook his head, shrugging.
Molly stepped around him and went back over to the table. Jim followed her, standing across from her on the other side.
“You can’t be here.” Molly repeated, glancing down at and playing with the unconnected computer-mouse, “What if Lestrade were to walk in right now? What if Sherlock? You just can’t be here.”
“And it isn’t funny!” She snapped, looking up and glaring at him, “This isn’t a game! We could both get in trouble…”
(‘in trouble’ because she didn’t want to say: ‘arrested and then put in jail. For good this time and never able to see each other again’.)
In her anger, Molly had raised her fist.
The computer-mouse was still clenched between her fingers, its wire dangling like a tail.
Jim caught her wrist, leaning down and forwards across the table to kiss her on the back of the hand.
“That’s the mouse, Molly.” His lips whispered against her skin, “I don’t think that’s the problem.”
After a few moments of staring into the intense (insane) eyes staring up at her (hypnotizing her), Molly closed her eyes, shaking her head and finally was able to speak.
“You can’t be here.” She said again.
This is the story
of the Consulting Detective and The Woman. Of time and distance, across land
and ocean. Of a word unspoken. Of things that might’ve gone alternatively, had
he been another man and she a different woman. But this is their story.
For an extended
moment, gazing into the mesmerising blue of her enquiring eyes, as they lay on
their sides partially covered by the same thin sheet, their bare skin inches
apart underneath, he desperately wanted to tell her.
That he was here,
in Karachi, because he couldn’t bear the dulling of the sky in a world without
The Woman in it.
devastation of having played an unnecessarily cruel part sending her to an
impending demise had made his every living minute the most agonising hell. His
vengeful fury was long extinguished, his ego forgotten, and he just wanted a
restart button, or the choice to never have clicked on the game at all.
travelled over 6,000 km to be by her side, to bid her farewell, to amend his
emotion-clouded judgement and overwrite his stabbing last words.
That this was his
answer to her question from before, that yes, he absolutely would have ‘dinner’ with her on the very
last night. Her last night as Irene Adler.
That he’d wanted
her, wanted this, too, and despite his frustration his traitorous heart
wouldn’t accept the repeated answer no.
The past 24 h saw
further proof that not only was she a formidable opponent, the most brilliant
match, she was also his perfect complement. Recent events – fighting terrorists
side by side before making a narrow escape; deciding the next course of action
as the road stretched on across the desert plain; devising contingency plans, into
the night, seamlessly completing each other’s thoughts; and..how their bodies
moved together in an incredible way, were once again replaying in his mind, his
mind that was dragged along by his heart, irrevocably falling deeper and deeper
into a dangerous abyss. Falling into sentiments. Falling..for her.
She was still
looking at him expectantly, breathing rate still elevated, and as beautiful as
ever in the dim light of the hotel room. He wanted to brush his thumb across
her flushed cheek, lightly hold her delicate face in his hand, and kiss her
again. It would’ve been far too easy to give in. It would also not have been
But he knew that
his life as Sherlock Holmes of Baker Street, London had no capacity to
accommodate what his heart was yearning to have. No superlative could describe
the ache in his chest that was beginning to consume his mind, at the thought of
having to face an Irene-shaped void that she would yet again leave behind, the
next morning by the latest, and for good this time.
He took in a
shaky breath. Under the blazing sun and blinking stars of Karachi they had each
allowed themselves to be more armourless than they’d ever been. Sherlock and
Irene, not the consulting detective versus the dominatrix scheming to bring a
nation to its knees. These preceding moments when he was by her side and had
her by his, however briefly, would soon turn into a memory he’d always hold
dear. From the present onwards, through every mile and every year. It would
have to be enough. And he would make their parting easier.
He tore his eyes
away, curled his lips into a sneer, and abruptly sat up.
“Thank you for
the information on Moriarty.”
He bent down to
reach for his shirt and trousers on the floor by the bed, and headed into the
bathroom. Whether his hurtful response was seen through or not, when he emerged
from his shower fully dressed, The Woman was gone, along with her new identity.
and plateau, from Pakistan to Montenegro. For the past two years a Ms Wolfe had
resided in Podgorica, a thousand miles from London, from her old world, and from..
No, she never dwelled on specifically what or, more accurately, who else was a mere three-hour plane
His way of avoiding
her question, of not saying goodbye, had told her everything she’d needed to
know and wanted to hear. It was in his lingering gaze, the constriction of his
throat, the masked pain in his expression, the barely discernible wince at his
own words – plain and clear. Not to mention what he’d already conveyed through
kisses and touches, and what was spelt out in his meticulous measures to ensure
her safety. She knew that he cared, that his presence in Karachi wasn’t just
out of guilt, and it most certainly wasn’t simply prologue leading to their
chat about Jim.
She – the less
danger-seeking side of her – respected his decision, for them not to see each
other again. But life, ever ironic, had other plans. And the next time she saw
him was because of Moriarty.
Indirectly. Whilst he was dismantling the spider web, strand by strand.
The day went on
just like any other, until she briefly glanced out of her window, and spotted a
familiar figure hovering in the shadow.
Her heart leapt
at the recognition, but instantly sank in concern and horror as she took in his
appearance. He looked..far from his best. Terrible. Worn. Physically and mentally drained. He did manage to retain a trace of the characteristic
sharpness and intensity in his demeanour, but was otherwise almost
unrecognisable from the man that she’d known, the impeccably dressed London detective
that’d always carried an air of exuberant confidence in his sure strides.
Since hearing of
his Fall she’d been keeping a diligent attention on the networks of criminal
activity around the world, procuring even the most obscure sources of news, holding
onto the glimmer of hope that everything was proceeding exactly as Sherlock had
She wanted to
descend the stairs of her shared villa. To approach him from behind and tug on his
shoulder and arm. To see his surprise as he turned around, fervour in his
blue-green eyes. To be assured that the
apparent weariness was another constituent of his disguise. Or to softly erase
the haggardness from his face, and kiss any scars away.
To stand by his side.
To hear his deep baritone voice. To
tell him about.. About..
She heard a
summoning cry resonating from across the hall.
When she returned
to the window with a bright-eyed toddler on her arm and a hardened resolve to observe
from afar if he’d choose to make a
move, Sherlock Holmes had disappeared from sight. Quietly and without trace, like
a breeze of Montenegrin wind.
Montenegro, or Monte
Nero, “Black Mountain”.
Here for three
times they’d nearly met, each just within the other’s grasp, yet neither
reached out for that much longed-for clasp. Neither gave in for an ephemeral
reunion that would’ve ended in yet another dreaded, unsaid goodbye. And any
distraction could mean his mission gone awry. He’d fallen from great heights into
the darkest of times, perhaps just knowing that she was there would give him
the strength to continue his climb. Next stop, Serbia? Less than two hundred miles away.
Here a child had
been born of the inky darkness, of the unknown and silence, but through which
he would doubtless shine with a fiery splendour and brilliance, just as – she
was certain – his father would soon complete his strike back with unyielding